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Note: Mixed Bag is a compilation of stories by Rachael Ross and
contains a Foreword and 65 chapters. It is being posted to ASSM
largely in sequence. See MB00 for a table of contents. All stories
copyrighted 2008 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. rache696@yahoo.com
visit my website at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/rache/www/index.htm and see my
blog http://anarchyforbeginners.blogspot.com/ for additional
information. Thanks. -rr


Adults Only

Mixed Bag - Chapter Thirty Three



The Imaginary Man (Part IV)

by rache


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Story Codes: M/F, Rom, Interr, Cheat, Oral, Anal, First, Preg?

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    It should have been a long, glorious orgasm for me, but the
knowledge that a man who wasn't my husband had just cum inside me was
a shock. How could it have happened? I didn't understand what I'd done
wrong or why Seth hadn't pulled out like he'd promised. A stranger had
fucked me. A white man putting his sperm inside my womb. I couldn't
fight it and I didn't try. I just lay there while Seth's cock remained
firm and thick inside my sperm drenched pussy. He was still hard and
plugging up the hole he'd just filled with his seed.

    "That was sweet, Amber..." Seth kissed me. "You're so beautiful, so
sexy...You feel it inside you? Jesus, you fuck good."

    "I'm not protected," I told him weakly. "I'm married...You're white...
Oh God...I'm two weeks from my period and..."

    "I know. Shhh...That was so good, baby." Seth held me and kissed my
cheeks and lips and it was like he didn't care at all that he might
have given me a child.

    "You were supposed to pull out. Why didn't you pull out?" I
moaned, shivering and blinking back my tears as I realized Seth was
still inside me and he was moving again, working his cock in and out
of my pussy slowly.

    "I just had to have you, Amber," Seth whispered, "and when you let
me put my cock inside you...Mmmm...I had to finish. I had to fuck you all
the way."

    "Ummm...Seth...Oh..." I knew he wanted me again. He was doing it. He was
fucking me and I should have pushed him away, but I didn't.

    Something was broken inside me and I didn't know what or why, only
that I was changed. He was sliding his cock back and forth and I moved
with him. Slowly at first, but unmistakably and the man was smiling,
looking into my damp eyes and then kissing me deeply. I should have
stopped him and I think I could have, but what was the point? He'd
fucked me once, would twice really matter now?

    "Yeah, like this...Lift your legs for me, I want to fuck you deep
this time..." Seth was nodding, moving slowly as he lifted my legs over
his shoulders and he started fucking me harder. "Amber...Yeah, fuck my
cock now. You want it..."

    "Oh God..." I gasped as his cock plunged even deeper than it had
been before. His cockhead found the bottom of my sex and I was rocked
with a little jolt of electric pleasure.

    "You like that, baby?" he breathed. "I had to fuck you, Amber. A
married woman like you..."

    "N-Noooo oh please..." I whispered, clutching at his hips with my
legs high, spread wide for the man.

    "A tease like you, Amber...A black slut begging for it and then
walking away?" Seth leaned down to kiss my mouth and I opened for his
tongue while he pumped my pussy. "Yeah, you lying bitch...You're so hot
for it! Fuck! I had to cum inside you, Amber...I'm going to do it again
just to make sure you remember me, baby."

    "Ummm yeah...fuck me...okay okay...yeah..." I nodded, feeling my knees
nearly touching my shoulders as Seth rolled my ass even higher,
thrusting his long fat cock straight down into my sodden pussy. My
heart was rolling again, my lungs were on fire. The spasms in my cunt
were a pleasure I couldn't deny and I hated myself for it. I was
fucking him now because it hurt me inside. This was what I deserved.

    "You like that white cock? You like being fucked by a white man?"
Seth asked me, holding every inch of his cock in my cunt and grinding
his pelvis against mine hard. His pubic hair was against mine, matted
with cum and fuck juices. His heavy balls were soft and warm and
pressed against my ass. He was inside me all the way and my cervix
winced with electric joy as the head of his penis kissed it.

    "Y-Yeah yeah...Fuck me! Uh! With your white cock! Fuck me harder...
Ugh! Fuck...Me!" I groaned, clawing at him with my fingers as another
orgasm was threatening to overwhelm me. This one would be good because
I was beyond caring now. I'd already been fucked and filled with sperm
and there was nothing left to fear but the pleasure of cumming all
over that hard white cock buried in my black pussy.

    "I'll fuck you...Cum for me, baby," Seth urged me, unmoving as he
taunted and teased me. "Cum all over my white cock, you little slut.
Give me that cunt, baby...Where's your husband now?"

    "I don't know! Fuck my cunt! Oh! Please...I'm gonna cum...I'm your
cunt now...Fuck me!" I was begging for it then, promising the man
anything so long as he'd give me the cum I was so desperate for.

    "My cunt, huh?" Seth's mouth was touching mine while he spoke and
I was kissing his lips, desperate for him. "You little whore, I'll
fuck you..."

    Seth let me have my orgasm and he fucked me all the while. I came
long and hard and it was fantastic. By the end of it I was high again,
giddy and giggling and willing to do anything the man wanted me too. I
couldn't go back to Richard, not after this. I'd fucked another man.
I'd taken Seth's white sperm in my womb. I didn't deserve a husband. I
just deserved to be fucked and Seth was fucking me so good it was
unbelievable. I'd hardly ever cum with my husband, but Seth was
bringing me off over and over until he was finally ready to cum again.

    "Do you want me to pull out, Amber?" he asked gently, kissing my
lips and staring into my glazed eyes.

    "No! No...Cum inside me," I told him, riding another wave of
pleasure. "I don't care...Fuck a baby in me...Fuck it...Fuck me..."

    I was cumming for the third or fourth time probably, huge cums
that wrecked me completely, and somewhere in the middle of it Seth
emptied his balls once more into my eager womb. He did it just as he
had before, pushing his cockhead right up to my cervix and spraying
his potent semen into the depths of my cunt. If he hadn't knocked me
up the first time around, the second time had probably done it. Seth
kept me impaled on his cock while his sperm went to work, penetrating
my cervix and being carried towards my egg. My legs were high and his
cock, which finally began to soften somewhat remained inside my sex
for a good five minutes or more and we spent the time kissing with
lazy tenderness.

    "What are we going to do now?" I asked the man softly, feeling
small and helpless, vulnerable beneath him like I'd never felt before
in my life. He was still inside me.

    "What are we going to do?" Seth chuckled at that. "I'm going to
take you back to your stupid husband."

    "He's not stupid," I frowned and shivered as the cold air was
becoming noticeable.

    "Yeah he is," Seth told me. "Letting a guy fuck his wife. Letting
you get pregnant with a white man's baby. You're really not on the
pill or anything?"

    "No. We use condoms," I said weakly, saying the words to punish
myself. "It was my fault. He doesn't know where I am...What I'm doing."

    "Then he's stupid," Seth laughed. "But you're a great fuck, Amber.
Sexy as hell too. I hope we hook up again sometime."

    "I can't go back to him." I felt like crying. I didn't know what I
felt. "Not anymore. I don't...I don't have anyone."

    "So? What do you want?" Seth asked me, moving his cock slightly
and I was surprised to find him still firm enough to fuck me as he
pulled it back and pushed it deep.

    "I don't know," I confessed. "Can't, um...Can't I stay with you?"

    "What?" he laughed and I felt my body burn with humiliation. "I
don't need a married girlfriend, Amber, or a pregnant one."

    "B-But you did it to me...We did it," I said, blinking up at him and
feeling like a child beneath his amused face. "And maybe I...I might not
be pregnant."

    "Maybe. But you are married," Seth told me, moving a little more,
fucking me again with short strokes while we talked. "I'll drive you
home and you can tell your nice, black husband how much you love
fucking white guys now."

    "No! No...Please..." I whispered, looking up at the man and feeling
the wetness spilling from my pussy, running down the small of my back
as Seth fucked me slowly. "Why are you being so mean?"

    "You want to be my slut?" he asked, ignoring my question. "My live-
in fuck toy? Cook and clean and suck my big white dick every morning?
Is that what you want?"

    "Why are you saying that?" I asked him, closing my eyes beneath
his dark, steady gaze. I felt his cock, hard again, long and thick and
stirring our mixed orgasm deep in my pussy. It felt good. It felt
bad.

    "Because I don't need you," he said, like it was obvious. "I just
wanted to fuck you, Amber. I wanted to cum inside you and see the look
on your pretty face when I did it."

    "I thought you liked me," I was crying then.

    Being fucked and being humiliated, feeling my pussy suckle at the
man's big white prick like I was starving for it. I was fucking him
back, unable to help myself even as my heart ached with thoughts of my
husband and the cruelty of Seth's voice.

    I was hurt and humiliated and at emotional odds with what my body
was feeling. My pussy was still hot and wet and grabbing at the man's
cock. My tummy was tight and full of butterflies. I could cum again,
if only Seth would kiss me and tell me he loved me. Tell me he was
going to take care of me. That's what I wanted, what I needed to hear
and I was begging for it. Didn't he know I was willing to quit my
husband for him? That I already had, as soon as I'd felt Seth's sperm
filling my womb? I was trading my body for his affection, offering
myself completely, but Seth didn't care. He'd had me already and was
still inside me, like nothing I felt mattered. He was using me.

    "I do like you, baby. I like fucking you," he chuckled, grinding
his cock within my greedy cunt and it was getting hard again. "You're
sexy as hell. You want to be my slut? I never had one before, but..."

    "Yes," I whispered, because I had nothing and no one else in the
world. The last shred of self-respect had been torn from me with
Seth's rejection.

    "Yes what?"

    "Y-Yes, I...I'll be your s-slut..." I swallowed thickly.

    "Yeah?" he looked at me like he didn't believe me and he stopped
moving, just keeping his cock inside me as if giving me time to think
about it.

    "I w-want to be your...slut," I whispered, pleading with him as my
eyes grew wet again. "Just don't send me away. Don't take me home."

    "You're pretty fucked up, huh?" Seth asked me. "How old are you?"

    "Nineteen," I whimpered beneath his cock, lifting my hips as much
as I could, needing him to move inside me. I wanted to be fucked while
he made me say those terrible things.

    "And you don't have a clue what you want," Seth sighed.

    "I want you," I told him, giving him my eyes so that he'd know I
wasn't lying. "I want a man who can take care of me."

    "Who can fuck you?"

    "Y-Yeah," I nodded. "Fuck me and love me. I want a man to...own me."

    "Fuck and love...like they go hand in hand, eh?" Seth laughed. "You
married the first guy who fucked you, I bet. Didn't you? Your stupid
husband popped your cherry, right?"

    "I was a virgin until we got married." I admitted softly. "I never
did it before."

    "And now you wanna marry the second one too?"

    "I...I don't...know."

    "Well, it would be fun to take you home and fuck you morning, noon
and night, Amber," Seth told me. "But I really don't need the hassle,
you know?"

    "What...But, I don't..." I stared up at him as Seth pulled his swollen
cock out of my pussy with a small flood of our combined cum.

    "I like being single. I like fucking pretty girls and having a
good time," he told me, sitting back on his knees. "Why would I want
to spoil that just for a slut like you?"

    "I-I'll do anything you want," I said almost desperately, burning
with humiliation beneath his words. "I can cook and clean...I can fuck."

    I was laying there with my dress bunched around my waist. My firm
tits hanging free, rising and falling with my ragged breathing. My
nipples were swollen and dark, pointing upward. My long brown legs
were spread, showing the man my splayed sex, my cunt pink and wet,
leaking thin milky sperm and the blanket was already soaked with our
juices. I was completely exposed to him and offering myself to be
whatever he wanted, and Seth was refusing me.

    "Clean your cunt off my cock," he said. "I'll think about it."

    "Wha-What? Yeah, Seth...alright..." I nodded and moved so that I was
on my hands and knees, bringing my mouth to his wet cock.

    I opened my mouth wide and it was my first real look at the penis
that had broken me, because that's how I felt. I'd cheated on my
husband and fucked a white man and let him cum inside me. Twice. Now I
was holding his cock, at least as big as Richard's and sticky with the
remains of our fucking. I could smell the sex on it and as the smooth
head filled my mouth, I could taste our combined orgasms. A rich,
bitter-sweet flavor, sharp and salty and making my mouth water so that
I had to swallow my spit quickly.

    "Suck it, baby...That's it, show me what a good little slut you can
be," Seth was saying, stroking my head like I was a dog. "Show me how
much you love my white cock, Amber. Suck it...More...Take more of it,
cunt..."

    "Mmphh umph!" I gagged and coughed around Seth's cock as he pushed
my head down. I'd done this for Richard before, but only a few times
and at my own inexperienced pace. Usually I just sucked the head and
jerked my husband off for awhile. I'd never tried to take him into my
throat and I'd never let him cum in my mouth.

    "Open up, Amber...Come on, you can do better than that!" Seth chided
me.

    His voice was teasing and playful as he used both hands to move my
tightly stretched lips up and down the long shaft. When he pulled my
face to his body, I choked and coughed, my cheeks bulging outward as
my eyes watered. Spit and precum spilled from around the swollen
shaft, dripping down my chin and onto my heaving breasts. It was
degrading and painful in so many ways, but I didn't resist him and I
was excited by it.

    "That's it, Amber. Get used to it, baby," Seth whispered, holding
my head tightly in his strong hands. That was what I wanted, what I'd
always wanted from my husband. The will to take me and own me, to fuck
me jealously. It was what I expected from a man, what I'd expected
from Richard and had never gotten.

    My throat hurt as his cock demanded entrance, the glans seemed to
batter against the back of my mouth and I didn't know how to do what
Seth wanted. I was choking on his cock and my heart raced with anxious
fear and raw desire. My whole body seemed to vibrate with nervous
energy as this man used my mouth for his pleasure. I was letting him
do it and I didn't understand any of it. Why was I doing this? Why did
I let him treat me this way?

    Because I was a slut now, my conscience told me. I'd let him fuck
me and possibly impregnate me and there was nothing left. I was broken
and my life was ruined. I wasn't the same person I'd been when I'd
woken up that morning. I wasn't honest or pure. I wasn't the good wife
waiting to be reconciled with her husband. I was a slut and a white
man's whore, fucking his cock and sucking my own cum off him
afterwards. I was on my hands and knees like a dog begging for it and
Seth was forcing his cock into my throat.

    I was too weak and confused in my excitement to resist anything
and with a painful swallowing sensation my throat was forced open.
Seth pulled my mouth down hard as he drove his cock into me, pushing
the length of his prick into my delicate throat all at once. My nose
found his pubic hair matted with the juice of our recent fuck. His
balls pressed against my chin as my lips were drawn taut around the
thick base of his shaft. I couldn't breathe and I fought for freedom,
but Seth held me against him for a long ten seconds before relaxing
his grip so I could pull away, coughing and gasping for air.

    After that first time it was easier and I spent fifteen minutes
shivering and choking in the moonlight while I learned how to deep
throat a white man's cock. Seth didn't cum when he pulled his cock
free of my slack mouth for the last time. He chuckled and slapped my
face with it, telling me to stick out my tongue so he could slap that
too. It was degrading and I was drooling spit and precum down my chin
and neck while he treated me like some worthless slut in a porn video.

    "This is what you want, huh?" Seth shook his head. "You'll do
anything?"

    "Yes," I whispered, looking down and feeling my throat sore and
bruised, my tongue swollen and my lips almost numb.

    "Look at me," he demanded. "Open your mouth..." and Seth rewarded my
sluttish obedience with a thick wad of spit falling onto my tongue.

    "Thank you," I whispered after I'd swallowed it. "I love you."

    "Give me your ass then," Seth told me. "Prove it. Turn around and
ask me to fuck you in the ass."

    I blinked back threatening tears and nodded my complete
submission. I knew it would hurt. I wanted it to hurt. That was my
thing now, being punished. I wanted the humiliation to prove that I
was unworthy of anything except being a white man's slut. It was the
final proof of how totally my life had reversed itself. I was doing
precisely what my husband had asked of me, surrendering to the
perversion I'd found so distasteful. How could I have changed so
quickly and so completely? It was a question I couldn't answer and in
truth, I didn't even want to know.

    "P-Please, Seth..." I turned slowly, facing the cab of his pickup
truck and offering the man my virgin asshole. "F-Fuck me in my...my
ass."

    "Oh, Amber. You little whore," Seth chuckled and he slapped my
bare butt hard with the flat of his palm. It was a loud, sharp sound
and I winced at the sensation, but it didn't hurt at all. Not
physically. "Spread those cheeks for me...Let me see your asshole,
slut."

    I closed my eyes, burning with embarrassment as I reached behind
me to grab the firm, round globes of my ass with my hands. I balanced
on my widespread knees and spread myself so that my tight brown
asshole was clearly exposed and vulnerable above my sperm drooling
cunt. I'd never done this before. I'd never wanted to and I still
didn't. This was almost horrible, begging the man to fuck me there, to
put his cock inside my asshole. I shuddered with a confused, perverted
sense of lust and more. A sense of self-pity, or loathing perhaps, was
beginning to make itself known.

    This was all I was now. A slut on her knees, giving a man she
barely knew whatever he demanded of her. Seth was making me do it. He
made me wan this for him and I loved that about him. I gave myself to
him as a man who could own me and at the same time I hated myself for
it. I'd broken my vows. I'd betrayed everything and for what? So I
could bend over for Seth and give him the almost unspeakable pleasure
he craved. I was a whore.

    I wept softly, trying to hide it from Seth as he worked his cock
over my pussy, shoving it into my well-fucked hole so that he could
get himself slick and ready for my virgin ass. He was speaking to me,
but I barely heard him. Something about how beautiful I was. How
perfect my ass looked and how he was going to fuck me like the slut I
was. Nothing he said mattered. I knew what he was going to do and what
I was, just as I knew I was no longer beautiful. I was ugly now and
worthless. I'd cheated on my husband and betrayed everything I thought
I'd been. I was a slut and a whore and a fuck toy for a white man who
didn't care about me at all.

    "Relax, Amber...Just let me inside that gorgeous ass of yours,
baby..." Seth breathed and I held my breath as I felt his cockhead
pressing against my asshole.

    It was blunt and hard and not nearly wet enough to fuck me there,
but Seth was doing it anyway. I tensed against the pain of his cock
forcing its way past my sphincter, stretching the soft ring of my anus
impossibly wide so that my asshole could swallow his prick. It was an
ache and then a sharp burning sensation and I gasped as he entered me
fully.

    "Fuck! You're tight! Relax a little...Breathe, Amber...Let me have
your asshole now..." Seth grabbed my hips now that his cockhead was
firmly lodged inside me and he pushed forward slowly. "Your husband's
so...Ugh! Fucking stupid! Jesus...Tight...If I was him, I'd never let you
out of my sight...Ummm Amber!"

    I tried to ignore his words. It was my fault, not Richard's and I
knew Seth didn't really want to hurt me. Seth probably didn't know
what we were doing anymore than I did. He was just looking for fun, a
one night stand with a hot woman. I was the one confused and confusing
him and the man was just playing along, trying to figure me out. I
sensed that much about him and when he fucked my ass there was nothing
rough about it. He was slow and careful, working his cock back and
forth so that I would take just a fraction more with every thrust.

    It wasn't so terrible after the first few minutes. The pain was
still there, but it wasn't unbearable and it even began to feel good
for me, unlikely as that sounds. It helped that Seth was stroking my
back, rubbing my skin and massaging my shoulders. He was trying to
sooth me while we fucked slowly and it was working. I was grateful for
it and I found pleasure in it. I pushed myself back to meet him,
tentatively at first, but then harder as his cock stretched and probed
the virgin depths of my rectum.

    "Oh yeah, there...Good, baby...Fuck my cock for me. Work it, Amber!
Work that ass around my dick, baby!" Seth groaned, watching my ass as
I rolled it around, moving my hips and fucking his cock with my
asshole.

    I was doing all the work, screwing myself on his prick like the
slut I was. I took most of him, I think. More than half anyway and
that was all we needed. It was feeling good and I reached between my
legs to rub my cummy pussy, massaging my buzzing clit as I wanted to
find another orgasm. I was fucking a cock in my ass and I wanted to
cum while I did it. I looked over my shoulder, smiling now that my
tears had stopped and pain faded enough that I could enjoy the new
experience. I was nodding my head and urging Seth to fuck me harder.

    "Fuck me...Fuck my ass...I need it...All the way...Fuck me, Seth..." I
panted and the pain was back as he thrust deeper, but it was so mixed
up with the pleasure by then that I couldn't tell them apart. I was
going to cum. While a white man fucked me in the ass, I was going to
explode with lust. It was insane and the final proof of my new,
worthless station in life.

    "Oh yeah, baby! You want it hard, Amber?" Seth grinned at me and
his fingers dug into my hips. "I'll give it you, bitch!"

    He stabbed his cock into me with unbelievable force, driving into
my bowels and making me gasp. I arched my back against a flood of
pain, fresh and sharp like it had been at the beginning and that's
what I wanted. Another thrust and then another and I was rubbing my
clitoris frantically, my body jerking and shaking with confusion. I
was cumming finally. Seth was all the way inside me, his cock buried
to the hilt inside my asshole while my entire body seemed to collapse
around it.

    "Fuck! I'm cumming, Amber!" Seth pumped his cock in and out of me
wildly, fucking me through his orgasm while his cock ejaculated rapid
jets of semen into my tender asshole.

    I collapsed beneath the weight of our pleasure, pressed onto the
blanket with Seth's body covering me. His legs straddled my thighs and
his cock continued to move, fighting the efforts of my asshole to hold
him deep. He was filling me with a warm, greasy feeling. I welcomed
his sperm like a balm to sooth my burning muscles. My ass felt torn
and full like I needed a toilet. I was dirty and stuffed with a man's
cock while his balls pumped uselessly into my well-fucked hole. I was
breathing hard and my heart raced as I lay there, suffocating beneath
the man and what he'd done to me.

    Seth wanted me to clean his cock once more and I did it. He was
soft now, after his three orgasms the man was finally worn out for the
moment. I licked and sucked and swallowed my asshole from his penis
while he watched me. His sperm was thick and salty, and tainted with
an acrid, bitter flavor, but I didn't complain. I cleaned the man
thoroughly and washed his balls as well. He didn't ask me to do that
for him, but I wanted to. I took Seth's scrotum into my mouth and
rolled his testes with my tongue for several minutes before he'd had
enough and pushed me away.

    "Do you really want to come home with me?" Seth asked, watching as
I pulled my panties up over my stretched and cum-filled holes.

    "I don't have anywhere else to go," I said slowly, refusing to
look at him. "I have a room at the college, but..."

    I shrugged. I couldn't imagine going back to the university, not
anymore. That Amber was gone now, like the one who had married
Richard. The one who'd grown up innocent and carefree and dreaming of
a life I'd never truly found. I was shedding myself like old skin and
I could look back on my life and see how much I'd changed, but I felt
no connection to my past. When Seth had fucked me, I don't know...
Something had changed. I was broken, like I said before, that's the
only thing I really knew anymore.


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To be continued...

If you think Amber should stay with Seth and be his live-in slut, read
chapter 35

If you would rather see Amber return to her husband and be a good
little wifey, read chapter 36

If you want twice the sugar and none of the guilty calories you should
read the ultra-romantic chapter 37

I wouldn't recommend reading all of them back to back to back...but I
guess you could. Enjoy. ~rache

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