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Subject: {ASSM} David Donaldson Chronicles Chapter 12: Crystal Asks Hard Questions (MF, FF, MFF)
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Down to the last four installments of this series.  In this episode,
Crystal returns to ask some tough questions.  David distracts her in the
only way he can think of.

MF, FF, MFF, Technomagic

*...all ideologies are totalitarian. *--* Raoul Vaneigem*
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David Donaldson Chronicles Chapter 12: Crystal Asks Hard Questions MF, FF,
MFF

   I like to sing.  I have a good voice, perhaps an inheritance from my
Celtic ancestors.  As I walked into the office one morning in March, I was
singing the chorus to an old Irish folk song in a passable baritone:

   Her eyes they shown like the diamonds, You'd think she was queen of the
land.  And her hair hung over her shoulders, Tied up with a black velvet
band.

   Julia looked up as I walked into the office.  Her smile was bright and
warm - she was always glad to see me.  And, why not?  We fucked like
bunnies on a regular basis, she got paid a good salary, our intern was a
hot young submissive who swung both ways, and every Thursday, we locked the
front door pulled down the blinds, and worked naked all day.

   "You're pretty cheerful today boss," Julia said.

   "Ah, `tis a glorious day my pretty colleen," I said as I leaned over and
kissed Julia on the cheek.  "Simply glorious."

   She got up and followed me into my office and hung up my suit jacket. 
She perched her pretty behind on the edge of my desk.

   "Now give.  What's up?"

   "My long suffering spouse has decided to devote herself to the Mother
Church and will be joining a convent.  She leaves next week."

   "What?"

   "She's been going to church a lot the past couple of years.  And, she's
been spending a lot of time reading her Bible and praying.  The Priest is a
regular visitor for Sunday dinner.  I suppose this is her way of leaving me
for another man - one who doesn't want sex five times a day."

   "And you're happy about this?"

   "I'm happy for her.  Our kids are grown and on their own.  She's
retired, and not finding fulfillment as a `housewife' - I knew she
wouldn't, but she wanted to give it a try.  Anyway, she'll be happy and
that's what counts."

   "And you'll be free."

   "I think she got the Bishop to annul the marriage - although how you
annul a marriage that's produced two children I'll never know, but, yes,
I'll be free."

   As I had been speaking the front door of the office opened and closed.

   "Better see who that is, sweetheart," I said in a very bad Bogart
impression, "we could use a client."

   Julia smiled at me and swished out the door into the anteroom.  She gave
her hips an extra little wiggle for me.  I smiled and started checking
e-mail and appointments.  Whoever it was that had just arrived, Julia would
handle them.  She stepped back into my office, a big grin on her face.

   "There's someone here to see you - a young woman."

   "Is she pretty?"

   "Yes, very."

   "Well then, send her in darling.  Send her in and let's have a look at
her."

   I stood to greet my visitor.  And then I smiled.  It was Crystal.

   Saying "it was Crystal" doesn't quite do it justice.  It had been quite
a while since my "Good Samaritan" act and I had almost forgotten about some
of the Master PC enhancements I'd given her.  They'd "taken" and, well, to
put it simply, she was gorgeous.  Her acne was gone as if it had never
been. Her hair was long and full; light brown and silky.  Where she'd been
a skinny little waif, she was now a real woman - one with just enough
curves in the right places to accentuate her slim figure.  She could have
been a model.  If she'd been Asian, she could have been Asa Akira.

   "Crystal," I said.  And then she was in my arms hugging me like a long
lost lover; which, in a way, I suppose I was.

   "I kept your business card," she whispered in my ear as we embraced.  "I
knew I would want to come and see you to say thank you."

   I held her at arm's length and looked at her.  She was beautiful

   "You look wonderful, Crystal.  It's good to see you.  Come, sit and tell
me how you've been," I said, leading her to one of the conference chairs. I
saw her look over at the leather sofa as she sat down.

   I took a chair myself.  "Would you like some coffee?  Soda?  Water?"

   "No, thanks, I'm good."

   "So, what brings you to the big city?"

   "You."

   "Me?"

   "Yes.  You."

   "Hang on a sec," I said, getting up and walking to the doorway.  "Julia,
hold all my calls for a while please.  Thanks." I closed the door and went
back to sit down, only to find that Crystal had moved to the sofa.

   "More comfortable here, I think," she said, smiling.  "Come and join
me."

   I raised an eyebrow at this, but complied.  This was NOT the frightened,
frustrated, and angry young thing that I had rescued one rainy afternoon on
the Interstate.  I sat at the other end of the sofa and half turned so that
I was facing her.  She did the same, but because she was wearing a skirt, I
was getting a great look at her lovely thighs.  I shifted my focus to her
face.  She was smiling like the Cheshire Cat.

   "So, what can I do for you?" I asked, breaking the first rule of sales.

   "You've already done it."

   "All I did was buy some tires."

   "Oh, I think there was more to it than that.  I've been a different
person since we met.  My whole life has changed - changed for the better. I
want to know what you did, because (she put her hands on her breasts) these
didn't just happen.  (She put her hands on her face) How does someone with
acne as bad as mine end up without any scars?  I went to my dermatologist
and she called it a miracle - said she'd never seen anything like it.  So,
how?"

   "Two questions: Why do you think I had anything to do with this?  Why is
this so important to you?"

   "You swooped into my life and you changed everything.  Don't I have the
right to ask questions?"

   "Of course you do.  I'm just not sure I can give you any answers that
will make sense.  "

   "I don't want to sound ungrateful.  I can't tell you how much better my
life is now.  Even my mother is happier than she's been in years.  Did you
do something to her too?"

   In point of fact, I had.  I'd given Crystal's mother some upgrades to
improve her life as well.  No good deed goes unpunished I guess.

   "Who says I did anything to either one of you."

   "I seem to recall you doing some very nice things to me," she said,
giggling a little.

   "Yes, well, I think we did some nice things together - that would be
more accurate."

   "So, David, would you like to get a better look at your handiwork?" She
asked, standing up and stepping in front of me.

   I said nothing.  She took my silence for permission and began stripping.
In seconds, her clothing was in a puddle at her feet and she stood before
me, naked, and beautiful.  That "beautiful" should probably have been in
all caps.  She had a body that could only have come from the Master PC
program.

   I gave a low whistle of appreciation.  Crystal smiled.

   "You like?"

   "Do I look dead?  Of course I like."

   She crawled up into my lap.  She could feel my cock, like a hot iron
bar, pressing against her through my pants.

   "Yes, I definitely think you like what you see.  Now, how did you do
it?"

   "Crystal, for heaven's sake, why do you keep insisting that I did
something?  All I did was rescue a damsel in distress.  Whatever happened
after that had nothing to do with me." I wasn't about to tell her that I
had the world's most powerful piece of techno-magic at my command.  "Maybe
you're just a late bloomer or something."

   "Oh, poo on late bloomers.  You know that's not true.  I was flat as a
board and had a terminal case of acne before I met you and within a month,
pop go the twins, zip go the zits, and suddenly I have hair like a Fructis
Girl.  I don't believe in coincidence.  This all started with you."

   It would have been easy to spill the beans.  It was tempting.  A hot
young thing was sitting, naked, in my lap.  Not much blood was getting to
my brain.  But, somehow, I managed to resist the urge to blurt out my
secret.  Then Crystal upped the ante.  She slid off my lap and onto her
knees between my legs.  Her nimble fingers soon had my slacks unbelted,
unbuttoned, and unzipped.  She was fishing in my boxers for my trouser
snake.

   "Got it!" She exclaimed in triumph as she brought Mr.  Happy into view.
It wasn't in view for very long.  Within seconds, she'd swallowed me whole.
I'd forgotten about that particular upgrade.  She went all the way down and
stayed down for what seemed like forever, her throat muscles caressing my
cock while her lips and tongue performed their own special magic.  She came
up for air and looked up at me, spit running down her chin and her lips all
shiny and red.

   "Before I met you, I couldn't get more than a few inches of a boy's cock
into my mouth without gagging.  Now I swallow dick like Annette Schwartz."

   She stood up and spread her legs.  Reaching down, Crystal pulled her
labia apart, revealing a rather large clitoris and a very full, very
swollen, very obviously aroused, set of inner pussy lips.

   "See these?  More of your handiwork I suspect."

   I wondered why I'd given her the intelligence upgrade.  She was far too
smart and was drawing all the right conclusions.  I'd have to take some
action to make sure she didn't really put two-and-two together and get
four.

   "Am I God?  As much as I'd like to have that kind of power, Crystal, I
don't."

   "I think you do, and I think you've used it on me, my mother, and God
knows who else.  Yourself, probably, for starters."

   "Are you happy, Crystal?"

   "Never better.  I went back to Minnesota State and boy was my ex ever
jealous when he saw the guys drooling over me.  He couldn't believe it.  So
that was fun for a while, but I have a taste for more mature men these
days, and I keep thinking back to how considerate you were when we had our
little encounter along I-35.  The more I thought about it, the more I
wanted to come and find you and give you a little taste of the new me."

   Crystal walked over and plopped back down on the sofa.  Spreading her
legs obscenely, she began to play with her pussy, stroking her clit while
plunging three fingers into her gash.  That was more invitation than I
needed.  Kicking off my shoes, I slipped off my trousers and boxers.  I
tore off my socks and quickly divested myself of my shirt and t-shirt.  I
walked to the couch, my cock bobbing ahead of me like the bow spirit on a
clipper ship.

   Her excitement was written all over her flesh from the sex flush
spreading upwards from her chest to the swollen lips of her juicy pussy.  I
could not wait to plunge balls deep into that seething cauldron of cunt
juice - and I didn't.  Kneeling at the sofa, I rubbed the head of my dick
up and down her slit to lubricate it and then I plunged inside.  It was
incredibly hot, wet, and tight.  I remembered how tight she'd been the
night we'd been thrown together in that hotel room next to the interstate.
She was every bit as tight as that now.  But that was the only similarity
between what had happened on that rainy night when I first met Crystal and
what was taking place on the Natuzzi in my private office.

   "YEEEEEEEESSSSSSS!" Crystal cried.

   I grunted as my cock hit bottom and I felt my balls slap up against her
butt.  I held it there, pushing to get every last centimeter inside her,
and then I ground my pubis against hers.  She moaned with pleasure.

   "You don't know how often I've dreamed of this," she gasped as I flexed
my cock in her guts.

   I covered her mouth with mine and began to move my hips.  Slowly I
withdrew, enjoying the feeling of her inner flesh, slick with desire, yet
still somehow clinging to my dick as if she was loath to give it up.  When
just the last inch was still enveloped in her warm wet sheath I pushed in
again, slowly, savoring the feeling.  Her hips pressed up against me as I
once again hit bottom.  She too wanted all of me inside her.

   Our mouths were glued together, our tongues battling for supremacy.  I
picked up the pace of my thrusts and soon our kiss broke as our breathing
quickened.  She matched me thrust for thrust, cocking her hips up as I
repeatedly impaled her on my fleshy spear.  Her eyes never left mine and
her face wore an expression of fierce concentration overlaid with pleasure.
This was definitely not the helpless waif I'd boffed in the motel room. 
Her pussy muscles rippled up and down my shaft like a Fleshlight.  I could
feel her juices leaking onto my balls every time they slapped against her
asshole.

   Suddenly, I pulled out my cock and got to my feet.  Grabbing Crystal's
hips, I pulled her down so that her ass was on the edge of the sofa, then
pressed her legs back until her feet were pressed against the back of the
sofa.  Hardly missing a beat, I shoved my cock back into her wide open
pussy and started hammering her into the leather cushions.

   Crystal went wild.  She was screaming and grunting on every stroke.  I
smiled, thinking of Julia sitting in the next room listening - well it
wouldn't be the first time she'd heard noises like this from my private
office and it wouldn't be the last.

   Now I really picked up the pace until I was plunging my cock into
Crystal's pussy like one of those dildos on the end of a reciprocating saw
they use at Fucking Machines.  Crystal's mouth was open in an "O" of
surprise as I took it up a notch but no sound was coming out at the moment.
She had her ankles gripped tightly in her hands and her eyes never left
mine for an instant as I pummeled her pussy flesh.  And oh what pussy flesh
that was.  Crystal's innards were gripping me like a well lubricated and
powerful fist.  She was cumming continuously as I pounded her without
mercy.

   I yanked my Johnson out of her coochie again and flipped her over so I
could do her doggie style.  I flopped her over the arm of the sofa - she
was too far gone to hold herself up on her knees - and began deep stroking
at a somewhat slower pace.  She had found her voice by this time and was
grunting on every stroke, each grunt connected by a continuous moaning
sound that originated somewhere deep inside her soul.

   My own lust was building to the boiling point very quickly as her inner
flesh continued its magic massage on my cock.  Grabbing her hips, I pulled
her to me, burying myself to the last inch in her warm wet depths and
released my load into her clenching sheath.

   "Oh fuck!  I feel you cumming in me!" Crystal cried out with joy as I
flooded her insides with guy goo.

   This seemed to set off another mini-burst of pleasure that made
Crystal's whole body quiver.  One, two, three, four geysers of jism
splashed against Crystal's cervix.  I gathered her to me and held her
tightly while we both came down from the pleasure mountain we'd climbed
together.

   Yes, this was shaping up to be a great day.  If only I could keep
Crystal from asking too many more questions.  I nuzzled her neck with my
lips and she sighed with contentment.

   "That was even better than in the hotel," she murmured.

   "Oh, I think the hotel was pretty special," I replied.  She twisted in
my arms so that she was facing me, and looked into my face.

   "It was special for you too?"

   "Yes.  It was very special.  I like sex and I think every time I have it
that it's good, but there was something about that night that stays with
me. I was very happy to see you."

   "I'm glad.  I wasn't sure when I came here how you'd feel or if you'd
even remember me."

   "No danger there, sweetie."

   "So, are you going to tell me what you did to me?"

   "No.  Just be happy with it."

   She frowned.  I decided to change the subject.

   "Do you have a summer job?"

   "No, but I'm looking.  Why?"

   "You could come and work for me."

   "What would I be doing?"

   "Learning.  Having fun.  Making money.  Meeting new people.  The usual."

   "Do I get to fuck the boss?"

   "Regularly.  And, his assistant if you're lucky, plus we have an intern
who'd really dig you."

   "Your assistant is a lesbian?"

   "No, she just likes sex and doesn't feel like gender ought to get in the
way of a good time.  Same thing with my intern.  We party together a lot,
and on Fridays, clothing in the office is definitely optional."

   "Your assistant is beautiful." Crystal paused.  "But I've never been
with a woman before."

   "Then you don't know what you're missing.  Julia is an amazing lover. 
Want me to call her in here?"

   "What?  Right now?  We're laying here naked and my pussy is flooding
cum."

   "Perfect timing then, because Julia loves cleaning up a well fucked
pussy with her tongue, and I like watching her do it."

   Crystal gave me a funny look and then sort of shrugged her shoulders.  I
could tell she was a little nervous though.  I got up and went over to the
desk.  I picked up the phone and punched the number for Julia's extension
before Crystal could change her mind.  I had a hunch that she was still a
little out of it from our session and I had to act fast.

   "Hey Julia...How would you like to initiate my good friend Crystal into
the Sapphic Arts?  Fresh cream pie."

   I had hardly put the phone down when the door opened and Julia stepped
in.  She closed the door behind her and locked it.  She gave me a quizzical
look as she stood there with her back to the door glancing from me to the
naked teenager on the sofa and back again.

   "Julia, this is Crystal.  She's going to come and work for us this
summer.  We just finished her orientation and I discovered that she's never
been with a woman before, so I thought you might enjoy being her first. 
Crystal, say hello to Julia," I said, grinning.

   Julia was smiling now, like a shark looking at a tasty school of
mackerel or something.

   "Hello, Crystal," she said, walking over to the sofa and sitting down
next to Crystal and extending her hand.

   "Uh, hi," Crystal said, a little doubt in her voice as she took Julia's
well manicured hand in her own.

   "So, I see that you've been given David's usual new employee
orientation," Julia said, looking down at the well fucked pussy between
Crystal's legs and then up at me, and, for just a moment, I almost felt
embarrassed.  My prodigious load was leaking out from between the puffy
lips of Crystal's pussy and crawling down her crease.  Crystal looked down
and giggled.

   "Does he do this to all the new employees?"

   "Mmmm...yes he does," Julia said, smiling at Crystal.  "But it's a two
part orientation these days and I'm the second part," Julia said, licking
her lips - it was totally lewd, the way she did that.  When she did that to
me it never failed to make my cock hard.  Crystal actually moaned.

   "May I proceed with the orientation, Crystal?"

   Crystal hesitated for a moment and then said, "OK."

   Julia spread Crystal's legs, grabbing her behind the knees and pushing
her legs up and apart, spreading the younger woman's well used crotch for
the entire world, or at least the other two people in the room, to see.

   "Oh, David, you've left me a nice little snack here I see," Julia said
as she positioned herself for pussy eating.  She didn't wait for me to
respond, but lowered her head and fastened her talented mouth to Crystal's
love portal.

   "Fuck!" Crystal gasped as she felt Julia's lips and tongue ministering
to her tenderized tissues.  Julia knew what the aftermath of a good
drubbing could do to a woman's pussy and she used all of her considerable
talents to gently probe and sooth the well flogged flesh.  But she didn't
let any more of my precious elixir escape either.  She greedily sucked up
every drop she could find, and Crystal was soon squirming under Julia's
oral assault.

   I moved up behind Julia, flipped up her skirt, pulled down her panties,
and plunged my brand new erection into her sopping pussy.  She'd obviously
been turned on by the combination of listening to our vigorous lovemaking
as well as licking Crystal's pussy.

   "Ohhhhhhh," Julia moaned into Crystal's cooze.  But she didn't miss a
beat in her oral ministrations.  I didn't waste any time on preliminaries
but started pounding Julia's eager love grotto with swift strokes.  I could
tell that she was close to climaxing already, and Crystal seemed about to
go over the edge as well, and so, I let myself go.

   "FUCK!"

   "I'M"

   "CUMMMMINNGGG"

   We all shouted in unison as each us achieved our own version of orgasmic
bliss.  Julia was still tasting my cum from Crystal's cunt as her own was
deluged with my fresh semen delivery, and Crystal was blissing out on the
feeling of another woman's mouth on her most private area.  It took a few
minutes, but we finally disengaged from each other and fell into a heap on
the sofa.  Julia took Crystal in her arms and kissed her long and tenderly.
I watched and smiled.

   "Welcome to the firm," Julia said.

   "Thanks," Crystal replied overcome with a sudden sense of shyness. 
She'd forgotten all about her original reason for coming to the office,
which is what I had intended.  I knew, however, that a day of reckoning was
coming and I needed a strategy to deal with it.  But not today.

   "C'mon, Crystal, let me show you one of the other perks of working here
- we have our own shower," Julia said, standing and holding out her hand to
the newest employee of the firm.  Crystal took the hand and the pair walked
through the door on the other side of the office and into my private
bathroom with its large shower area.  Soon, I could hear the sound of
running water and two women laughing.  I got dressed and went back to work.
Someone had to do something productive around the place, I thought.

   And so the day went.  Phone calls, e-mails, paperwork, appointments, and
travel plans.  I had found a gig in Las Vegas and Julia was coming along.
It was the time of year when the Adult Video Awards were being given out,
and there was a convention featuring the hottest X-rated starlets
representing their various companies and websites.  If we were lucky, maybe
we'd bag a porn star...  

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