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Subject: {ASSM} The Whole Business With Jackie
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Otzchiim@aol.com.  HF, cons.

                      THE WHOLE BUSINESS WITH JACKIE

     I had just had a fight with Arlene, my on-and-off girlfriend of a
couple of years, except that I didn't know there was a fight until I
knocked on her door to take her to the party that night.

     Sometime between the time I left home that afternoon, which was a
while before I headed to her place, she had gotten a call from Bill
Blackstone, who asked her what she was doing that night.

     Bill had been trying to make moves on her for a while and I don't
know if he even knew she was dating anyone, since he kind of lived in
a world of his own.  But she told him about the party that night,  I
think without mentioning that I had told her about it.  He knew some
of the people who would be there, though not the hosts, and he wanted
to go, so he was coming by to pick her up.

     From the sound of her voice, Arlene had been drinking.  Whether
before or after Bill's call, I don't know.

     This was not the first time Arlene had a sudden mind-shift, or
been drinking, if they were not effect and cause.  I turned around,
killed some time elsewhere,  and went to the party.

     I found that Arlene and Bill had gotten there before me.  Going
without a date was no big deal; Steve and Sue Miller liked to invite
unattached singles to their parties in an effort at matchmaking.

     Jackie Romains, a thin black woman with big glasses, big eyes,
smallish breasts, and curly hair, as well as a roguish smile,
commented on the fact that Arlene was conspicuously with me tonight.

     I answered as briefly as I could, but Jackie got me off to the
side in a quiet spot - not easy at that party - and gradually got
details out of me.

     She said to me after what must have been fifteen or twenty
minutes, "It sounds like you are not going to have much to do with
Arlene for a while."

     "That seems fair to say," I replied.  "And after tonight I may
just forget about her entirely/"

     Jackie reached out her light brown hand to mine and said, "I
can't honestly sat that I am sorry to hear that.  I know you well
enough, and what I have heard about you confirms it, that you are not
the sort to skip ;lightly from one woman to another."

     I felt a little uncomfortable at that, but I could not deny even
a certain stubbornness about things like that, and nodded.

     "And I have been wanting," Jackie continued, "to sleep with you
for a while now.  I want you to come home with me so I can find out if
you are as good in bed as I think."

     Now this was about as surprising a thing as I had ever heard.  I
admitted to Jackie Romains that I had never really thought of her that
way, that I liked the way she looked, and the way she smiled, and the
way she talked, and (I suddenly realized just before I said it) the
way that she thought about things, but getting into her pants was not
a thing that had ever occurred to me particularly.

     On the other hand, now that it had been suggested, my mind
immediately went to speculations and imaginings to how it would feel
to slide slowly into her brown body and how her face would look as I
brought her to orgasm.  And my mind kept going back there, too.

     "But that is just what I was saying," she said.  "You are not the
sort to chase every skirt around.  I want to spend the night with you
because I know if it doesn't go for more than a night it will be an
honest night of pleasure - and if it's more, you will devote yourself
to me for as long as we both want it to."

     I was startled that a woman whom I had never paid a lot of
attention to had spent so much thought on making love to me.  So it
was my turn to embarrass her a bit by telling her how honored I was to
have her think of me that way.  I must say that she took it well,
though he cheeks did color a little.  (Well, they were already - but
you know what I mean.)

     By this time, people were probably noticing how much time we had
spent together, so we joined other conversations - though we were
still near each other for the next few hours.  Jackie did talk to /
Judy Kurman for a bit alone, and it was not too surprising that when
Mike and Judy Kurman said that they were leaving for an all-night
diner before going home, Jackie wanted to join them and I had the
sense to say, "Me too."  I don't know if it stopped gossip, but it
made it more equivocal.  And four people would fill a booth.

     When we got to our cars, Mike said, "Do you two actually want to
go and eat?"  We didn't, really.

     But as the Kurmans drove away, Jackie said softly, "I want to be
stuffed another way."

     In Jackie's apartment, after a long kiss, I whispered, "Would you
like to take a shower together?  It would be nice to be clean and
fresh, and I want very much to see your body all over."

     "Oh, yes," Jackie said, "But I want to do more than see you."

     We ran the water and adjusted the temperature while we undressed
each other.  Her breasts hung perfectly, with no sag at all, and
seeing her nude figure - well, she liked that I did not sag either.

     But I did make her body sag when my fingers entered her as we
stood under the water.  Our hands wandered each other's bodies,
sometimes with a bar of soap.  After a while any possible sweat was
washed away and we felt wonderful and ready to be more so.

     We carried our clothing into Jackie's bedroom.  As we lay
together, I kissed her and my hand found the opening between her
legs.  Her hips began to twitch, and I moved down her body.  As it
became clear where my mouth was going, she gasped.

     "I hope you don't dislike that," I said to Jackie.

     "I'm certainly willing to try it again," she replied.  "The only
man willing to try it, well I did not get much out of it."

     It became clear that I was an improvement, from the way Jackie's
hand tensed on my shoulders and my head and from the cries she made as
mt mouth and tongue moved about.

     Her head swung back as my tongue darted in, and after a while I
could feel her stomach muscles writhe and twist as she became more and
more aroused and finally went into a climax and moaned.

     As her brown body relaxed in my arms, I said, "There is one
matter that we ought to talk about.  We may have a problem."

     "The answer is yes.  Whatever you want."

     "You are being awfully trusting," I said.

     "Of course!  I would have to be absolutely insane to be naked in
bed with someone I did not completely trust."

     "Are you that sure that I'm not kinky?"

     "I am that sure that you won't hurt me."

     "Hmm.  The thing is, I did not expect to be here with you tonight
- or with Arlene either.  So I do not have any kind of contraceptive
with me.  I don't know..."

     "I know that I trust you not to give me anything that I could not
get from kissing you, except a baby.  And I am on birth control
pills.  Does that solve your problem?"

     "Yes, it does."

     "My dear Will, it would have been foolish to tell you that I
wanted you in me, and I do, if anything that I could control would
stand between us.  And I do not want even the thinnest piece of latex
between us.  I want to feel YOU in me, and to feel your sperm.  And
from what I feel against me, you want to be where I want you to be
very much."

     Jackie's hand moved to what she was feeling press into her, and
she smiled as she looked there.  Then she sat up and bent down, until
I felt moist warm lips touch the end of my erection, follows=ed by the
sight of her head bobing down and an exquisite suction.

     I warned Jackie that she was very good at that, too good if she
wanted me inside of her.

     She lifted her head, and laughed happily.  "I do, very much.
Now!"  And she lay back.

     I knelt over her so her legs parted and her arms raised to hold
me.  She drew a long breath of anticipation which ended as our bodies
met; I drew one of shuddering pleasure at her tightness.

     She began to repeat, "So good, so sweet, so wide," until the
speech became gasps, and then became soft cries toward the end.

     Her slim body increased my desire to fill it with all that I
could give her, her hunger for me fed my hunger for her, and while we
both wanted this to last forever, there came a point where it could
not.  Her muscles contracted around me and I knew that her womb was
open to receive my seed, and I sowed it in a long series of spurts as
she cried my name.

     We slept happily. pink skin against brown, until late on the
Sunday morning. I made us pancakes and eggs from her supplies, and we
talked, though neither of us spoke directly of how the night before
had ended.

     Jackie finally eased into the subject by saying, "You know, you
are the most generous man I have ever known."

     That puzzled me, as did her smile, and when I caught on the smile
widened.

     "Not that I mind having to change the sheet, but the size of the
wet spot was surprising," she said.

     "It had been a while," I admitted.

     "Oh, I would not mind getting used to that.  Or to aching a
little in a few places.  You are well worth staying in shape for."

     "My pleasure, madam."

     Her eyes twinkled.  "Want some more?"

     This time was not as long-lasting or violent, but still very
nice.  This tine she sat on my hips, and once she was completely
impaled she began to sway her stomach (and her whole body, but I saw
the stomach) back and forth.  I do not know if she more out of it this
time, except perhaps the ability to move freely, but she clearly got
into it.  Things were no better to me, but improvement would be
difficult if not impossible.  It takes me a long time at best to reach
orgasm in that position, so that may have been another advantage for
her.

     We shared a bed almost one night a week for five months, until
Jackie went to visit relatives, who convinced her that she had no
future with a white man.  I tried to bring her back, and indeed we
slept together twice more, but things faded and finally she moved and
did not give me the new address, and I have never seen her again.

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