Message-ID: <63687asstr$1451394602@assm.asstr-mirror.org>
X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com
Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com
From: RavensDrkGothic@aol.com
Full-name: RavensDrkGothic
X-Original-Message-ID: <158f61.182f2553.43b28a25@aol.com>
x-aol-global-disposition: G
x-aol-sid: 3039ac1aded05681302653f6
X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2015 07:50:45 -0500
Subject: {ASSM} The Checkered Lounge 4
Lines: 385
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 2015 08:10:02 -0500
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/Year2015/63687>
X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge


 
The Checkered Lounge 4
 
    Sitting in my Navigator smoothing my  hair with my hands.  Looking at 
myself in the rearview mirror and shaking  my head.  Wondering how I come to 
this point in my life.  Looking at  the cars in the parking lot.  Some old 
and beat up, others costing fifty  sixty thousand.  The pitter patter of the 
rain on the windshield, blurring  the world as I look out to the street and 
it doesn't look so grimy or  rundown.
    The heavy door swinging open  smoothly, as I step down to the wet 
pavement.  One leg, a wide glimpse of  me and then the other.  Not really 
worrying about being ladylike as I half  run to the front of the building and duck 
into the doorway of the seedy  bar.   The Checkered Lounge, not even 
remembering how I found this  place the first time I came here.  Drunk and lonely 
and lost and seemed  like a place to drown my sorrows.  Little did I know 
that I would find a  lot more then a drink in this place.  What I found was a 
black bar and a  black man that turned me on like no other man that I have  
met. 
    For almost a year I was his main girl  and the envy of all the woman 
that saw him.  Black and white, I was the one  he took on his arm, even if he 
did stray occasionally.  Many occasions  actually.  That was till six months 
ago and he threw me over for a big  boned black girl named Serena. 
    Now I belong to his Uncle Willie who  runs the bar.  And though I don't 
have Mark, I have lots of black  cock.  Willie fucks me occasionally; but 
more so he pimps me out to  customers in the bar the would like to fuck a 
white woman.  A white lady so  to speak.  In spite of his humiliation of me, 
and most likely I have little  pride, I chose to stay with Willie.  Many have 
forgot that I belonged to  Mark once, that he used me often publicly in the 
bar and that the day he was  finished with me, he skull fucked me on a pool 
table and then made me a bitch,  by having me canine fucked in front of all 
the patrons; then offered me to fuck  anyone that wanted seconds from a dog, 
and finally gave me to Willie.  I  still hear barking when I walk in the 
room from some of the  patrons.
    The day or two a week that I come to  the bar is because I am too weak 
to stay away.  I am just a prostitute,  whore street walker or just plain 
"ho".  Willie makes money off of me, as I  will not refuse a black man that 
wants to fuck me or me suck him.  My trade  is all here in the bar.
    Pushing on the door and slipping from  the gloomy street to the gloomy 
atmosphere of the bar.  Some things never  change.  My outfit, not your 
street whores.  I still where classy  clothes.  Not as conservative as when I am 
working at a very high paying  job as I corporate manager; but still 
expensive and in taste.
    An off color white button blouse,  open at the neck and a short light 
gray skirt my outer clothing.  A pair of  medium heels and no hose.  Being it 
is mid summer, I have my usual dark tan  that shows off the lighter 
coloring well.  No need to cover my long toned  legs.  Under my skirt not a thing, 
other then my ass cheeks and fat bare  lips.
    I have found that being extremely  tall for a woman, that men love to 
look at my long legs and I do keep myself  nicely toned for a middle age 
woman.  And if they are ass men, well the  wiggle of my unfettered ass cheeks 
under my skirt, gives a nice movement to the  sway of my hips.  And if they 
are breast men, well they won't see any big  flashes of bounces boobs or long 
line of cleavages.  The will see an  interesting dance of my small braless 
breasts against the material of my  blouse.  And the dimpling of my front by 
the almost always thick hard tips  of my nipples.
    With my body, it is better to direct  the looks away from my face and 
more to other parts.  My long dark hair and  hazel eyes are fine; but the 
long thin nose and wide mouth are a bit much for  the size of my face.  Hey, 
you have to admit that you are a classic  beauty.  Makes it easier to admit 
the truth in the long run.  And it  has been a long run for me.
    Looking around the gloom and the  tables and booths to see who is here 
tonight.  The pool table in front  getting a little action.  The private 
back room table closed to regular  customers tonight.  A nod to Willie as I 
work my way through the tables and  chairs, only feeling a couple of hands on 
my ass.  For being canine fucked  in front of this crowd, I still get more 
action the other working girls.   The truth is that a white girl and a classy 
one is what many of these men would  like to have, even if only for a little 
while.  Even Mark has come back for  more of what I have, well he has used 
me to relieve his tension when his main  girl isn't around.
    Sitting down on my stool at the  corner of the bar, a double of single 
malt scotch already in the glass in front  of me.  Looking along the bar and 
seeing an older white couple at the other  end.  Looking at them for a 
moment, and then leaning over to give Willie a  kiss on the lips.  My tongue 
just brushing the wetness of his mouth, as I  sit down and turning sideways on 
my stool, cross one long leg over the  other.  The skirt riding up my thighs 
nicely.
    Seeing the looks from the older white  couple as I smile at them.  His 
eyes going to the long expanse of bare  leg.  Even the white guys love that 
leg.  Seeing them talking, most  likely about me, as I sip my drink and let 
my eyes go over the bar crowd one  more time.  Spinning slowly on the stool 
to make a 360, and then looking  across to Willie. 
    Reaching to my blouse and undoing the  next closed button, folding down 
the collar to give a wider expanse of brown  flesh exposed at the neck, 
even if no real cleavage showing.  Pulling at  the tails of my blouse and 
feeling the material drag slowly over the long thick  meaty; but sensitive tips.  
A soft moan in my mouth and shiver of delicious  pleasure.
    Nodding to Willie when he got a break  mixing and refilling drinks.  
"Any prospects tonight?  His head shake  not encouraging.  Willie himself not 
likely to give me any real attention  with this crowd he has.  He doesn't 
like to not be behind the bar and  overseeing things. 
    I wasn't planning on staying till the  place closes; and then maybe 
Willie would have some time to take care of my  itch.  Wondering whether to cut 
my losses and just go home and relax and  sleep early for tomorrows work 
day.
    The minutes dragging slowly.   The music playing really not doing it 
for me.  I don't like rap or hip  hop.  Almost wishing they played a little 
gospel instead.  This is the  milieu I have picked for my nighttime amusement, 
this is what I have to deal  with.
    A few words with some of the men,  mostly kidding on their part, hoping 
to get something free from me; but not  willing to pay.  Willie coming over 
to me and indicating the white couple  at the end of the bar.  Looking at 
him,"what's with those folks, they are  really out of place here?"
    "Seems they are looking to pick up a  black man to do that woman right. 
 Not sure if he is into watching or  not."  Willie's soft laugh and smile 
brightening up his  face.
    "So they are waiting for you to  finish tonight?"  Giggling as he 
shakes his head.  "No, not me.   They wanted to know if maybe someone here would 
be willing to take care of  them.  Someone with a big black cock.  Oh, and 
they seem quite taken  with the partially black girl at the bar."
    Looking around and not seeing one  bellied up to the bar.  Looking 
quizzically at him and feeling the blunt  finger of his pressing against my left 
breast.  Teasing the hard tip for a  moment.  "They meant you Patrice.  So 
maybe I can get you something  with them.  Maybe a nice foursome."
    Grabbing his finger and pulling it to  my mouth, my lips forming around 
the tip and sucking on it slowly, tongue  caressing the blunt tip. 
    "I got work to do girl, don't you be  going and exciting and 
distracting me."  Pulling his hand gently from my  mouth and taking the order from the 
waitress.  Looking over at the  white couple and seeing them looking at me 
again.   Feeling almost a  little creepy as I look back at them, giving them 
a small smile and nod of my  head.
    The minutes dragging on and then  feeling a hand touch my waist and 
slide up to touch my breast.  Waiting, as  I feel a mouth nuzzling my hair and 
then ear.  Feeling the full lips and  knowing it is a black man.  Not 
pushing his hand away as he slips some  bills onto the bar next to me.  Looking 
down at them and then to Willie,  and seeing his nod indicating yes, I slip 
off of my bar stool and stand leaning  into the bar.
    Feeling the hand move with me and the  press of the man behind me now.  
His groin pressing into the cheeks of my  ass.  Feeling a bulge slowly 
rubbing on my backside, working it against the  soft yielding cheeks.  Feet 
slipping apart to open my stance and allow  freedom of movement and touch.  
Feeling both of his hands rubbing along the  outside of my thighs.  Moving up 
and down slowly as he grinds his hardon  against my backside.
    One hand slipping around my waist and  pulling my blouse from the 
waistband of my skirt.  The big hand warm and  calloused as I feel it slide rough 
skinned over the smooth flesh of my  tummy.  Moaning softly as the fingers 
touch the small mounds of my  breasts.  Rolling the hard nipples under my 
blouse, then slipping out of my  blouse and undoing the buttons restraining 
his movement.  My eyes watching  Willie's face, as the man pulls my blouse 
apart and I can feel the air on the  turgid flesh of my sensitive tips.  My 
hips moving as he again rolls the  hard tips with his hand.  Knead the soft 
flesh and squeezing and  pinching.
    My ass cheeks pushing back and slowly  rotating as I massage the 
growing prick in his pants.  Leaning back against  his chest as he mauls my bare 
breasts and then slips his hands down to my  skirt.  Both hand working the 
skirt up over my ass cheeks and then  hips.  The round curves of my wide hips 
now exposing the tan lineless flesh  of my chocolate flesh.
    My hips rolling back against the man,  bare cheeks pressing on the 
material of his trousers, feeling the power I have  as he grunts and reaches to 
push me away.  His finger fumbling for the fly  and freeing his cock.  
Feeling the warmth of his thick cock against my ass  cheeks.  Moaning as I feel 
him rubbing it against my ass crack and then  feeling his one hand reach 
around to my front and squeeze the fat juicy flesh of  my aroused labia.  
Whimpering as he squeezes again, as if trying to wring  moisture from my cunt.
    Eyes slitting and then closing as I  feel the blunt head of his cock 
against the back of my inner thighs and then  feel it pressing on the fevered 
ridges of my cunt lips.  A soft grunt, eyes  closing as I feel the knob and 
thick shaft spread my walls apart.  The  grease on my walls letting it 
penetrate easily.  Moaning as he rocks his  hips forward and spears me again and 
again.  Caressing my walls with the  thick chunk of black meat. 
    Feeling the bar edge biting into the  lower part of my breasts, 
crushing them as I grasp at the bar and brace to meet  his prick.  My nostrils 
pinching shut as I feel the pressure building up  inside of my core.  A soft 
whimper as a spasm causes my walls to clench on  the man's cock.  Another spasm 
and then feeling the tenseness in my legs as  my walls contract again and 
again on his cock. 
    Hearing his grunts as the velvety  walls caress his cock like a gloved 
hand.  Feeling his hands tightening on  my hips as he grunts and rocks hard 
into my ass cheeks.  Another short hard  thrust and another.  Knowing each 
one is spewing his black seed deep inside  of my womb.  A long hiss of relief 
and bliss, as I feel him still pressed  against my ass cheeks.
    Taking a deep breath then another, as  I feel him pull out of my 
fevered pussy and wipe his cock on my ass  cheeks.  My eyes opening as I feel him 
move away, and my hands reaching  back to pull my skirt down over my exposed 
ass. 
    Tightening my cunt walls on his seed  as I look over to Willie and he 
brings me some napkins.  Trying to be  subtle as I reach down and wipe 
between my legs, forcing out the seed and  dabbing at the swollen lips.  Looking 
around as I turn from the bar to go  to the Ladies Restroom.  Seeing the 
white couple looking at me.  Not  sure if it is shock, surprise or lust in their 
faces, as I smile at them and  buttoning my blouse with one hand, the other 
holding the wadded up napkins, and  walk a little weak legged to the alcove 
housing the restrooms.
    Sitting in a stall and forcing what I  can of the remaining seed out of 
my body onto my fingers.  Then licking  them greedily as I finally have 
kegeled enough to empty most of the cream from  inside of me.  Then wiping my 
lips dry and walking to a sink and washing at  the skanky lips of my cunt and 
with a little soap, cleaning them of my scent and  cum.  Knowing that there 
is still seed inside of me, but not really  expecting more then a finger or 
cock in there tonight.  No one will really  know.
    Looking at myself in the mirror and  taking a deep breath.  Wondering 
if I will get any jeers or comments when I  return to the bar; but knowing 
they can't daunt my spirit and that no matter  what they say, the men still 
come to me to fuck a piece of white  meat.
    Looking into the crowd and wondering  if the man that just fucked me is 
still here or if he got his nuts off and  left.  It really doesn't matter 
that much to me.
    Looking at the fresh drink at my  place at the bar and lifting it in 
salute to Willie.  He got the money for  the fuck and I got the black cock.  
Can't beat that deal.
    Climbing onto my seat again and  crossed legs half turned away from the 
bar as I look at the room and scan it for  possible customers.  Again 
letting the short skirt ride up my thighs as I  cross and uncross and recross my 
long legs.  Knowing that the men are  watching, even if not acknowledging.  
Some of the women also.  Feeling  the sticky seed oozing to coat my labia 
and catching a subtle scent of my  aroused flesh again.
    Watching as Willie negotiates with a  black man and the white couple.  
They will be paying him to fuck the  wife.  Looking at the couple.  In their 
fifties, maybe sixties I would  guess.  The man balding with a paunch and 
medium height.  Nothing  special in looks or attitude.  The woman a little 
younger then the man or  at least looking that.  Short with a blonde perm that 
is most likely hiding  gray hair or the start of it.  A little fleshy in 
the face and the  middle.  Not fat; but going to weight and not in very good 
shape.  Big  breasts and a big ass.  He dressed like a middle aged guy, she 
wearing a  short tight skirt, that more then showed her curves and a top that 
showed more  cleavage then I had ass crack.  I guess I am being a little 
catty with that  remark. 
    Wondering if the stud there will be  her first black cock.  At least 
they had the balls to come into a mostly  black bar and look for a stud to 
service her.  The only others whites in  the bar tonight are me and a couple of 
other white women.  We don't come  looking for black cock here, we live for 
the black cock here.
    Seeing the woman blushing a little as  Willie takes a cut of the money 
being handed to the black dude and then the  three of them heading to use on
e of the upstairs rooms for their pleasure.   Willie sliding down the bar to 
me with a smile on his face.  "She is going  to get her first black cock 
and Randolph is one big mother.  Ah,  Patrice.  They want you in on it also.  
I already collected for your  services from them.  Play nice and do what 
they ask of you.  They  think you are part black and Randolph will not tell 
them  differently."
    Opening my mouth to protest, then  finishing my drink and slipping from 
the stool to follow them up the stairs to  the play room.  Most likely the 
white guy wants to try some black ass and  pussy.  Mouthing to Willie as I 
turn the corner.  "You owe me  Willie."  His smile so fucking annoying.
    Clumping up the stairs noisily,  everyone knowing that I am going to 
help do this white couple and being pissed  as Mark would make me pissed, 
fucking me in public or having me do someone other  then him, loaning or pimping 
me out to others.
    By the time I got to the door and  opened it.  The white woman was 
already stripping Randolph of his clothes,  rubbing her body against his as she 
tongued over his chest and nipples.   Her hand jammed against his groin, 
massaging the large lump, growing in his  trousers.  Sitting him on the side of 
the bed as she kneels and pulls his  pants off and with an exclamation, 
reaches to the thick log of his cock and  pulls it down to her mouth.  Tonguing 
and slurping with a lot of gusto on  the thick black sausage.  Randolph 
stripping her blouse and bra off and the  women sucking on the cock head as she 
pushes her skirt and panties down her  thighs. 
    Then gurgling happily as she hops on  the bed and pulls Randolph to 
her.  Her mouth still working on his cock and  hairy ball sack.  Rolling like a 
young girl on the bed.
    The man sitting down in a chair and  watching his wife and the black 
stud.  Walking to him and kneeling in front  of him.  Reaching to his groin 
and pulling his hands gently away from his  exposed cock.  Undoing his pants 
and opening them up as I stroke his cock  with one hand.  Then slipping his 
pants and jockey shorts down to his knees  and leaning in to his body and 
using my tongue to lave his white cock.  The  tongue tip curling over and 
around his hard shaft.  The cut prick a fat  mushroom cap with a noticeable ridge 
and thinner shaft.  His hairy balls a  tight sack against the warmth of his 
thighs and ass.
    My mouth working his cock and teasing  his ball sack with flicks of my 
tongue and slow sucking pulls of my mouth.   Hearing his grunts and growls 
as I can feel the tension in his cock.  His  veins standing out clearly on 
the shaft.  His hands grasping the arms of  the chair as his eyes are still 
glued to his wife and the black stud now on top  of her.
    Feeling his cock jerk in my hands and  against my mouth, as I know from 
the sounds of the woman, that Randolph has  split her white cunt with that 
thick ponderous head and shaft.  Obscenity  pouring from her mouth in and 
almost understandable language as Randolph slowly  take her all the way.  Her 
legs hooked wide open and raising to the sky as  that shaft goes deeply.  
Unless she has the deepest cunt in the world, he  has to be rubbing his cock 
head on her cervix, plugging her womb with the gawd  awful monster of a prick.
    Her squeals of pain and pleasure and  grunts and moans, attesting to 
the fullness of her cunt .  The man pulling  me from his cock and indicating 
that I should sit on his lap, facing  outward.  Undoing my skirt and blouse 
hastily and standing bare ass naked  and climbing up on his lap, feeling so 
awkward, as my long legs are still on the  floor.  Raising up and catching 
his cockhead with my plump and juicy cunt  lips and then sitting down on his 
cock, feeling it push into my warm cunt, my  walls giving him a welcoming 
clench as I lay back against his paunch and hairy  chest. 
    His hand wrapping around to play with  my small breasts as he watches 
his wife being totally fucked and destroyed by  the black cock.
    Randolph rising and falling, crushing  her to the mattress with each 
stroke.  Her cries of pleasure and shock  echoing off the walls, like the 
cries of a wanton banshee.  Again and again  and again, slamming his cock deep 
into her body.  Bruising her walls as he  pounds long and deep.
    Her body jerking and tensing as she  cums on the black cock.  Squirming 
like a fish on a hook as Randolph  continues to ruin her white cunt with 
his endless strokes. 
    Feeling the white man inside of me  shooting his cum deep into my 
pussy.  Coating me with his seed, as he  shoots white ropes of semen.  His orgasm 
triggered by his senseless wife,  just moving spastically on the black cock.
    Finally Randolph leans into her body  and shoots his thick load of 
black seed into her body.  The woman screaming  again as she feel his thick 
uncut head expanding and spewing the goo of his cum  again and again into her 
womb. 
    Feeling the man inside of me swelling  and still semi hard as I squeeze 
his cock with my walls.  Working him and  feeling a jerk of his manhood as 
his wife responds to the  seeding.
    Watching as the large black man  coated in a sheen of sweat, coating 
his black body, lifts himself from the woman  crushed beneath him.  Hearing 
the wet pop of his still huge; but spent  cock, as it pulls from the greedy 
cunt.   The woman's cunt a little  gaped and then a film of white seed oozes 
from her still spread legs.  The  cum bubbling with the explosion of a cunt 
fart from her  insides. 
    Sliding off of my white man and then  moving to the bed.  Laying 
between her legs, as my tongue and lips start to  lick and suckle at the woman.  
Tasting her cunt juices and Randlphs seed as  they ooze and are drawn from 
her well used cunt, by my coaxing mouth.   Randolph being cleaned by the 
greedy woman, slurping noisily on his still  impressive tool.  Pushing her legs 
apart as it sup on the mashed flesh of  her labia pulling on the delicate and 
still swollen folds.  Tongue tasting  as I inhale the scent of her arousal. 
    Feeling her writhing, hips shifting,  under the attention of my 
talented tongue.  The poor woman whimpering as I  take her orgasm and after legs 
jerking, falling back on the bed in a  faint.
    Feeling the man laying beside her and  holding her, as I move to his 
flaccid cock and lick and suck it clean of his cum  and my cunt grease.
    The semi hard cock, prodding my cunt  as I lean between the woman's 
legs.  Gasping into her pussy as the slick  black shaft slips into my cunt.  
Expanding the walls and gliding against  the seed coated tunnel.  The slap of 
his hard abs on my ass cheeks a loud  wet sound.  His heavy ball sack, 
banging against the inside of my thighs as  he shakes the bed with the intensity 
of his thrusts.  The bed frame  slamming noisily against the wall with loud 
crashing bangs.  The man and  woman still kissing as Randolph opens me like 
the white man couldn't.  The  fat knob slamming again and again into the 
opening of my womb with bruising  force. 
    My mouth sucking still on the flaccid  lips of the well fucked woman.  
My nose inhaling the nasty scent of arousal  as it butts against her slit 
and clit.  Grunting and whimpering as the  mammoth black horse cock takes all 
of my white cunt.
    Then feeling him slip out of my cunt,  my walls closing a bit as it 
withdraws.  Then screaming with surprise and a  bit of pain as the blunt head 
takes the opening of my wrinkled rose and explodes  the hole wide as the 
blunt head and then shaft dryly forces itself deep into my  bowels.  Wondering 
as I feel the pain of the semi dry ass fuck if he as  torn my tender tissue.
    Tears coursing down my cheeks to mix  into the wet sloppy mess of the 
white woman's cunt.  My thighs tensing and  then a rippling spasm in my empty 
cunt as I cum  hard.  My ass hole  trying to milk in the same fashion as my 
cunt; but not having the strength to  fight his cock, as I slip down 
between the woman's legs and Randolph pounds my  ass into the soaking wet sheets 
of the bed.  Finally his bulbous head  expands and he explodes a thick wad of 
his white cream into my  ass.
    Feeling each erupting thrust as he  buries his prick in my bowels and 
his prick head expands and spits out his  seed.  His loud grunts announcing 
each spurt of potent seed.  Lying  between the woman's legs, totally 
destroyed as he slowly pulls his cock out of  my ass with a loud wet "pop" of sound.
    Feeling the cum oozing out of my  gaped ass with sticky wet stream of 
milk chocolate seed.  Laying on the bed  and feeling the woman shifting under 
me, pulling her legs from around my prone  body and then shifting to push 
my legs apart and to lick at my ass and the black  seed seeping from the 
ruined hole.  Not even able to push back as I feel  her tongue soothing the 
bruised flesh of my ass ring.  Her noisy slurping  and wet tongue caressing my 
ass and thighs and labia with her needy  tongue.
    Her husband stroking his cock as he  watches her licking at the 
discolored seed.  Feeling his orgasm of sticky  creme as he cums on my back and in 
my hair as I lay on my stomach.  His  hand lifting my glassy eyed head and 
pressing his cock against my lips and  forcing them to clean his discharge.   
 Randolph leaving the room  with a "thank you" to the man after some 
rustling of I would guess  money. 
    The man and woman dressing and  leaving me still sprawled across the 
bed.  Feeling the light flutter of  bills, that I guess is my tip.  My ass 
sore and burning  from the dry fuck.  My cunt lips swollen and bruised and raw 
from the  monster cock.
    Groaning as I push myself up and  slide off of the bed to kneel on the 
floor.  Pushing myself up slowly and  looking around for something to wipe 
at my ravaged flesh.  Groaning with  pain as I dress again and then limp 
downstairs back to my place on the bar  stool.  The white man and woman gone.  
The room looking at me, as  Randolph must have told them what happened in the 
room.
    Willie pushing a double of scotch to  me as I also take the bills he 
pushes across the bar.  My cut from my  pimp.  Feeling a flush of 
embarrassment as I gingerly shift on the  stool.  My cunt leaking again as I think on 
how I am such a black cock  whore.  Feeling an itch between my legs as I 
swivel around on my bar stool  and wondering if any of the men would accept my 
money to fuck  me..........
    
<1st attachment begin>

<HTML removed pursuant to http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/erotica/assm/faq.html#policy>
<1st attachment end>

----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------
Notice: This post has been modified from its original
format.  The post was sent as an email attachment and
has been converted by ASSTR ASSM moderation software.
----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------

-- 
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}|
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+