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Subject: {ASSM} Garden Secret -Pt. 2 {Silky Kitty} (MF Slow Oral)
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Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2005 13:10:05 -0500
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The standard disclaimers apply- not intended for viewing by anyone under the
legal age for viewing "adult" material in their jurisdiction. Any
resemblence to any person living or dead is pure coincidence. This story is
fiction, and portrays acts between fictional characters who are not subject
to pain and disease. Real life behavior of this type can be harmful to your
health. Your actual mileage may vary.

Archiving is fine. I am easy, stick it whereever you'd like. *weg*. I only
ask that no one charge for that which is freely given.

**********************

Garden Secret -Pt. 2

His knees were still weak from the powerful orgasm he had just experienced 
when he surrendered into her mouth. He stumbled closer and she pulled him 
gently down on to the bench.

"My route." he began.


"Call your company, and tell them that your van broke down," she suggested.

"Then they will send a service truck," he countered.

"That is okay. We will ensure you have a flat tire. Call them and tell them 
that. By the time they dispatch a service truck, it will be over an hour and 
a half just to drive from the city, and I will certainly be finished 
enjoying you by then."


He blushed at her brazenness, but could hardly refuse. After all, she still 
held the threat of calling in a complaint on him over his head. He had to 
comply.



She took his hand, and led him, still naked, back up towards the porch. She 
opened a door, and motioned him inside. His eyes strained to adjust to the 
shaded light of her huge bedroom. She tugged at his hand and pulled him onto 
the bed. Reaching to the nightstand, she handed him the phone. Then putting 
on her robe, she disappeared through another door.


A few minutes later, she returned. He told her that a service truck was on 
the way, but they were behind schedule, and it would be closer to three 
hours. They offered to send another driver in a car to pick him up, so he 
wouldn't be stranded, but he declined, using the excuse that he his last 
delivery had been very gracious, and he would just have coffee with her 
until the van was repaired.



She smiled. "When they get here, they will find that the right rear tire has 
picked up a roofing nail. What a shame." She giggled wickedly.



"Now, the question is, what to do with you, my little peeping tom."


He swallowed, and his mouth felt dry. He had never had a lot of experience 
with women, and never one so bold and controlling. Seeing the nervous fright 
in his eyes, she softened her tone.

"Relax. I am not going to punish you, or hurt you. You will enjoy this as 
much as I do. I promise you." She looked down at his half hard member, which 
was still a very impressive size. Reaching out, she cradled it lovingly in 
her hand, and ran her nails softly over the underside.

She pushed him back into a reclining position across the bed, with his legs 
hanging over the edge, and knelt before him. Since he was now slightly soft, 
she could actually get a little more of the monster into her mouth, and she 
suckled him greedily.


Her ministrations had the desired effect, and within seconds, he was 
sporting a massive, raging hard on. She tried to wrap one hand around it, 
and couldn't. She'd never taken anything this big before, but was intrigued 
with the thought of trying it out.



He slid back onto the bed and rolled onto his side. He knew from past 
experience that if a woman wasn't really ready for him, he could hurt her. 
He gently pulled her towards him, and she lay on her side facing him. 
Cradling her face in his hand, he began to kiss her.

His lips touched hers with a burning heat. She melted into his searching 
mouth, and probed his warmth with her hot tongue. Pressing her body against 
his, she felt his smooth soft skin and the contrasting firm, hot hardness of 
him, as his cock lay hard pressed between them. She positioned herself so 
that the tip was right between her legs. He shifted, and laid it alongside 
her soft lips, but not positioned for penetration. He rubbed her slit back 
and forth with his slick head, running himself up and down the length of her 
pussy, as she held him fast between her legs. She writhed trying to back up 
enough to reposition the head so that she could work it inside her, but he 
countered her every move so that it remained parallel to her warm slit.

"Not yet," he whispered hoarsely, into her mouth.

She relaxed, and stopped trying to forcibly engulf him. He put his arms 
around her, and pulled her closer to him. She clamped her legs together, 
trapping his manhood in the small space between her warm thighs. He slowly 
began to rub back and forth, pulling back until the head grazed her swollen 
bud, and then pushing back until it probed between the cheeks of her firm, 
round ass. She let him dry hump her with the hard, burning hot flesh. The 
feel of his rod rubbing up and down the length of her slit drove her insane 
with lust.



He gently pulled one firm breast into his cupped hand, and ran his fingers 
over her erect and sensitive nipple. Slowly, he backed slightly away, and 
lowered his head, suckling her nipple tenderly into his hot mouth. She 
moaned and arched her back.


"Please, I need to feel you inside me," she groaned, breathlessly.


He smiled and realized she no longer held the upper hand here. "Not so fast, 
baby. You have to want it really bad."

"I do, please, I really do."



He rolled from his side onto his back, and shifted away from her. She 
whimpered softly as his throbbing shaft slid from between her soft lips.

He put one finger to her lips, as if to shush her, and pushed her over onto 
her back. Rising up onto his knees, he positioned himself between her legs 
as she let them fall open. He dropped his hand between her legs, and 
massaged her hot pussy. He ran an exploring digit up and down the slit, 
teasing her clit, and finally gently probing into her tight, wet hole.

"You are so tiny here," he murmured softly. "I might hurt you. I will try to 
take it very slow until you get used to me, and if it hurts too much, tell 
me to stop."

She nodded wordlessly, caught up in the moment. She closed her eyes and she 
continued to play her sex with his nimble fingers, until she was writhing 
like a wild animal in heat. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and he could 
tell she was very near to reaching her climax.

Suddenly, he pulled his hand from her soft mound, and began to kiss her 
belly. She giggled as the light kisses tickled her flat, bare stomach. He 
trailed kisses lower and lower, until she could feel his hot breath on her 
private lips. She opened her legs as wide as she could, and arched her back 
to get closer. Giving her a tentative lick on her swollen bud, he watched 
her convulse as a wave of pleasure shot through her.

Every sensation was heightened. The sunlight filtering through the blinds 
into the room, the play of the shadows on the curves of her body, and the 
sweet smell of her arousal as he buried his face in her warm soft sex. 
Lapping vigorously, he heard her cry out, and knew she was getting very, 
very close.

Stopping elicited a loud cry of protest, and he raised himself to a kneeling 
position, and centered his huge phallus near the entrance to her gate of 
glory. She gasped as she saw it in perspective, the huge size accentuated by 
the tiny patch of fur on her mound. It looked like it might be impossible to 
fit something that big into such a tiny space.



"Are you ready?" he asked her, looking deeply into her eyes.

She couldn't find her voice, and just nodded, but the incredulous look in 
her eyes told him that she wasn't really sure. He lowered himself to resting 
above her on his elbows, and gently probed her hole with just the head. He 
nuzzled her neck, and murmured "Relax" quietly in her ear. He pressed his 
swollen shaft against her, until it was in a direct line for entry, and 
began to slowly work the massive head into her opening. Biting gently at her 
earlobes, she began to arch and lift her hips to press onto him.

She was profusely wet, and the head, despite the difference in size, slid 
into her with a minimal effort. He gave her a moment to adjust to the 
presence, and began to work a little more of the shaft into her tight box. 
As the thick, hard meat penetrated her, stretching her to limits she had 
never known, she felt the first throes of pain to come, and tried to force 
herself to relax. She squirmed in an attempt to alleviate the pressure that 
made her feel as though she was going to be torn asunder. He took this as a 
sign of encouragement, and began gently driving more of himself into her. 
She cried out, but did not utter the word "stop". Soon, he had worked almost 
three quarters of his huge manhood into her tiny pussy, and he stopped, just 
to let her adjust to the excruciating fullness. She laid very still, her 
mind trying to force her body to ignore the pain of this massive intrusion, 
and relax her aching muscles in spite of it.



It hurt, but at the same time, her body was responding to the fullness, and 
the pain, by moving closer and closer to the edge of bliss. She began to 
move slightly, squirming beneath him, her voice caught in her throat, a 
muffled mewling like a wounded animal.


He sensed she was hurting, and held very still. She continued to squirm, and 
it felt like her muscles were literally trying to milk the fluid of life 
from his thick cock. He pulled back a little, and instead of withdrawing, 
she arched her back to prevent his manhood from retreating from within her. 
He began to slowly stroke into her, with very smooth, gentle strokes. Easing 
it in, then gently pulling it back. She let out a gasp, and held her breath, 
and he knew she was about to come all around him.



He was so very close himself. The urge to pick up the pace was hard to 
resist, but he was so afraid he would injure her. Then she wrapped her legs 
around him, and pulled herself fully onto him, engulfing him in her tight, 
hot, slippery sleeve. He could almost feel himself pulling her almost inside 
on the outstroke. She seemed possessed, driven, now. She reached back and 
dug her nails gently into his smooth young ass, and he drove himself deep 
within her. He knew he couldn't keep this up and maintain control for much 
longer.


She reached up and bit him gently on the side of  his neck, and that was the 
final sensation that drove him over the edge. She felt him begin to twitch 
within her, a powerful jerking of his thick love muscle, and it drove her 
right into her own violent orgasm. As he felt the huge load of his seed 
hurtling through his swollen shaft, her muscles began to spasm, completely 
give over to a powerful release. She continued to spasm, milking him of 
every last drop, and leaving him panting to catch his breath.



He opened his eyes, and looked into hers, and smiled.

"I hope that service truck takes his time getting here."

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