Message-ID: <55760asstr$1178014205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: y80g2000hsf.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: stephanie7gif@yahoo.com X-Original-Message-ID: <1177983659.988688.258680@y80g2000hsf.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 1 May 2007 01:41:00 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/1.0 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows; U; Windows NT 5.1; en-US; rv:1.8.0.11) Gecko/20070312 Firefox/1.5.0.11,gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: y80g2000hsf.googlegroups.com; posting-host=69.133.192.15; posting-account=oAp-zA0AAABWg4MgjK1_foceM87flvVA X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 30 Apr 2007 18:41:00 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} The Mediterranean Deal - 027 (F solo) Lines: 34 Date: Tue, 01 May 2007 06:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2007/55760> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: Sagittaria, RuiJorge http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/ She tried her best to put on a show and it was not difficult. Her need for release was very real and the stimulation from the quilt felt magnificent. She began to gasp, steadily increasing the pace. She forced some tears to well up in her eyes, and then looked across at him, not as one willing to please but as one begging for relief. She was doing this for herself now, not for him, which made the whole spectacle all the more effective. She pushed herself harder and harder, straining to come. She felt the bed move as he sat beside her and began gently to stroke her back. She concentrated on her own objective as she felt his hand stray downward until it dipped between her legs and settled at the entrance of her vagina. The fingers did not probe inside, they simply added to the stimulation. Every nerve she posessed was on fire now as her climax became secure. Once it was within her grasp she slowed her motions slightly, needing to savor the moment, however briefly. He fingered her expertly and, though she knew he was the enemy, she felt no sense of guilt as she took every bit of gratification. "I'm going to make a mess when I come," she warned him, though gritted teeth. He shrugged. "C'est domage." She had to pretend that she did not understand. Then, surprisingly suddenly, her will abandoned her and she slipped over the edge, coming hard, whimpering with relief and soaking the quilt. http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+