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Reward 
by deirdre

(MF, MM)

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will finish reposting all 156 stories this month.

While you're following the a.s.s.m. 10th Anniversary "deirdre-fest,"
enjoy! There's still time to contribute.

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****

Date: Mon, 31 Oct 1994 03:57:07 UTC

I've written a few more stories from the male point of view. Here's one
of them. -- deirdre

Disclaimer: my stories, like the private sex fantasies of many people,
often depict "breaking some rules". Do not read this story if you
believe fantasy stories should never depict situations undesirable in
real life. Be warned that you may not be comfortable with the sexual
situations. Be warned that my stories are kind of talky, often have
very little sex, and are judged by some readers to stop before the good
parts. Do not read this story if you are less than 18 years of age.

Permission granted to archive, repost, or publish in low-cost CD-ROM
archives of alt groups. Permission granted to publish in anthologies of
this type of material if attributed to deirdre and an author's payment
is sent to AIDS research in the name of deirdre. -- deirdre

Reward 
by deirdre, 10/26/94

My mouth was open. Air poured in and out in breaths that I still
couldn't control. Marie was the same as she straddled my body, naked.
My softening cock was still inside her and she leaned toward me, using
her arms to support her. I stared at her distracted face as she tried
to catch her breath. She was so beautiful. And the most gorgeous female
I could imagine: I watched her breasts heaving as they hung from her
leaning body.

It had *never* been like this before. She was so wild--she made me
wild. I couldn't believe the way she had been bouncing wildly up and
down on my cock, groaning, throwing her head back. If I'd seen it in a
movie, I'd *never* imagined me and my Marie like this.

She was looking at me now. I detected the hint of a smile as she
gradually recovered her breath. I continued to watch her regain control
of herself.

"It was worth it, wasn't it?" she finally asked.

I guess it was inevitable that she'd ask that. "The answer is *no*!"
She laughed at me. I cringed at my memory.

She spoke: "I *knew* you couldn't admit it! John said you didn't
complain. You have to admit, it *did* get me excited just like I said
it would."

"I don't understand why you have this interest in John." 

"Dummy! You *know* that it's you I love!" She leaned down and kissed
me. She can *definitely* kiss. She drew her lips from mine and leaned
over and whispered in my ear: "It would be worth visiting him again,
wouldn't it?"

No way! "Why is it that you *want* me to do that?"

"I told you, it *excites* me! And knowing you'd do that for me." I
wondered how I was going to get her off this kick.

"And did you send Cal to see John?" Her last boyfriend. "And others?"

"Cal wouldn't go."

"So it's just *me* you pick on?"

"Honey, I *dropped* Cal."

I was still wondering about her and John. "But *why* this fetish about
John? You still have a thing about him?"

"Honey, I'm living with *you*, right?"

"When's the last time *you* visited John." I watched her eyes. Not a
flicker. Sometimes I wonder about her--she always seems in control. I
needed to press this.

"*Vicki* went when I asked her," she said. I stared. She didn't smirk
but I'm sure she was suppressing one.

"To John?"

"Yes." I couldn't believe this.

"And he... ?"

"Yes."

It was impossible. Vicki, one of Marie's best friends, is a fox. Her
going to see John and... "Does she *like* that?"

"No."

"Why did she... ?" Vicki letting John do that. It was too much.

"Well," she said. Now it looked like a very wicked smile she was
suppressing. "There was something she wanted very badly."

I bit. "And what was that?"

She grinned and started moving her body again. "I'll *bet* you'd like
to know." She leaned down and kissed me again. Her breasts rubbed
against my chest and she brought her lips to my ear and kissed it. I
felt her hand edging down my body between her legs, then fingering my
cock. I thought about what Vicki might have wanted. Yes, I was stirring
again. "Want some more?" she whispered.

"You have to ask?" I replied. She continued to wriggle. I heard her
breath pickig up. I was hard again. I felt her body slowly sliding up
from my cock, which was beginning to slide out again.

"Are you sure?" she whispered. It was breathier. She ever-so-slowly
slid back down onto my cock. I thought about how wild she'd been
earlier.

"Oh god yes," I barely managed to answer. My body anticipated what she
was offering.

"Stop me unless..." She continued rubbing her breasts against my chest.
Her body was sliding up and down my cock. "...you'll visit him again."

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