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From: "David Lavenham" <davidlavenham@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Shorts: Submission MMF
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Date: Tue, 02 Jan 2007 16:10:02 -0500
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by David Lavenham



Feedback appreciated - davidlavenham@gmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com and at

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/~davidllavenham



She knew this was madness. She was putting her reputation at risk,
everything she had worked so hard for could be lost; her job, her respect,
her standing in the community. And for what? A quick fuck?



She didn't need to do this. If she wanted sex she could pay for it, or pick
up a guy in a bar & take him back to her luxurious apartment. If she wanted
to fuck two guys she could do it on her terms if she wanted. Not like this.



She knew she shouldn't do this. Not here, not now, not with them. But she
couldn't stop it. More truthfully, she didn't want to stop it. She wanted
them to take her, use her, to be their bitch.



She had been watching them from a distance for months. They managed the
landscape around her office and she often daydreamed about them as she
watched them cut the grass or trim the hedges. When she heard a rumour that
they had been fucking one of the secretaries in their equipment store her
emotions began to stir as she imagined herself submitting to them. Her
daydream grew into an obsession culminating in this moment.



Her heart pounded as she approached the shack that served as their
storeroom. It was dusk and she could hear them cleaning up their tools after
a hard day. The bright light from within the shack crept around the cracks
in the rough wooden door as she knocked nervously. The noise from within
stopped and she heard footsteps move towards the door.



It was the younger one, the black kid, that opened the door. He motioned
with his head for her to enter. Blinking against the bright lights she
stepped forward. The older white guy moved from behind a lawnmower and stood
before her, his muscular tattooed arms folded in front of him.



"So what do we have here Leroy? Looks like we got some fresh meat looking
for action"



"Sure does, Hank" She heard the guy behind her say as he bolted the door.



Hank took a step forward and took her face in his big hands. "I know what
you are here for honey, but it's only right you have the chance to leave. Do
you want to go?"



"No", She whispered.



Hank dropped his hands to her shoulders and eased her suit jacket off her,
letting it fall to the floor. He took hold of her white blouse and slowly
ripped it open, sending buttons pinging across the room before letting it
drop to the floor. Finally he reached behind her and pulled her bra apart,
ripping the hooks and eyes apart without bothering to undo it.



She stood motionless facing him as he cast his eye over her firm tits. "You
are one beautiful woman", he muttered.



Finally emerging from her trance like state she placed her hands on his
chest, running them down his dirty white t-shirt to the top of his ripped
denim shorts. As she opened his fly she knelt before him, easing his huge
cock out of his boxers and into her hand. He was massive. The biggest cock
she had ever seen. She had to open her mouth real wide to take his hot
member into her mouth.



She felt Leroy behind her open up the button at the top of her skirt and
pull down the zipper. He then ripped the skirt the rest of the way down
before pulling the grey material away from her. She felt his hands massage
her buttocks through her panties before moving the material between her legs
to one side and stroking her bare pussy, causing her to moan as she worked
on Hanks huge cock.



Leroy lifted her to a standing position and ripped off her panties. With
hanks cock still filling her mouth she felt the black kid insert a rough
finger into her soaking pussy. "She sure is wet", Leroy commented as he
inserted another finger in her cunt, finger fucking her as she sucked off
his colleague. She was pumping Hanks big fat dick with her hand as she
sucked him. "Oh Fuck that's good" he moaned as she tasted the first drops of
precum in her mouth.



Behind her she felt Leroy's dick replace his fingers in her pussy. He slid
his long member in her tight pussy right up to the hilt, the head of his
cock pushing hard against her cervix. She could tell he was uncovered but
she didn't care, she just wanted him to fuck her hard.



Leroy timed his strokes with Hanks thrusts into her mouth as they skewered
her between them. She let out a squeal as an orgasm took her suddenly,
causing her pussy to contract around Leroy's dick.



"Move over Leroy", Hank commanded, "I want to finish off in her pussy".



The guys swapped around. As she tasted her own pussy on Leroy's dick she
felt Hanks huge cock stretch her pussy open as he penetrated her slowly.
Once he had eased his massive manhood into her tight pussy he began to fuck
her with long hard strokes, pushing her against Leroy's dick which was so
long it was reaching right down her throat.



She came as Hanks dick swelled and twitched within her. Hank came as her
orgasm reached its peak, his seed flooding into her body and washing into
her womb. As the last of Hanks seed seeped from his twitching member Leroy
grunted and came, his cock deep in her throat pumping his cum directly down
into her stomach.



Finally released from their skewer she fell to the floor in happy
exhaustion. Hank and Leroy pulled back on their shorts and helped her to her
feet. Leroy picked up the tattered remains of her suit whilst frank handed
her blue work overall.



"You may want to wear this", he said. "You can always bring it back
tomorrow".





by David Lavenham



Feedback appreciated - davidlavenham@gmail.com

More stories on my blog:  http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com and at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/~davidllavenham
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