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From: Don Winslow <dwin2001@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} {Winslow} "Wednesdays with the Lady Judge" (D/s, m/F)
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Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2006 01:10:01 -0400
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Wednesdays with the Lady Judge (D/s, m/F))

His kiss left her breathless, flushed, panting through her opened 
mouth, and desperately yearing to hang on to the hard young body that 
now drew away from her.   Still holding her loosely in his arms, he 
looked deep into her softened blue eyes while his hands went up to 
clamp her naked shoulders.  Without a word, he pressed the woman to her 
knees. And at his silent urging, the Honorable Judge Judith Bryce-
Havens, Senior Judge of the Court of Common Pleas for the great State 
of New Jersey, slowly lowered herself to kneel before her young lover -
- the handsome college boy -- a boy young enough to be her son!


Her eyes took in the white jockey shorts banding his narrow hips - the 
telltale bulge of his manhood stood prominently before her.  She felt 
an unmistakable throb of lust.  Being forced to her knees by her young 
lover brought on a most powerful surge of arousal, one that always left 
her breathless. For reasons she never knew, and no longer even 
questioned, she found that to be forced into submission like this 
stirred something deep within her, excited her to the very core of her 
being!


So now she knelt here, erect and motionless, mesmerized by the tented 
front of his underpants.  The lad's fully-hardened erection could be 
seen through those tightly-stretched cotton briefs.  Her hands rose up 
with a life of their own, helplessly drawn to the elastic waistband at 
his hips. 

 
Through half-lidded eyes he watched her reach for him. Her curling 
fingers slipped into the waistband, eased his underpants down, till his 
suddenly freed prick sprung up to stand quivering before her.  She 
quickly looked away to continue drawing the underwear down his straight 
legs, bending down to allow him to lift each bare foot in turn so she 
might free him from his briefs.  


He couldn't help smiling, inanely pleased to see this mature, 
sophisticated woman leaning into him with head submissively lowered.  
Looking down on the precisely styled hair -- that silvery-blond head 
that was poised so near his throbbing sex, his grin widened. He watched 
her take in the sight of his erect penis, a splendid, naked cock, fully 
upright now and standing at rigid attention, just inches away from her 
wide blue eyes.


His trembling hands found her head.  Fingers dug into the short blond 
hair curling, tightening his grip, till he held her firmly in both 
cradling hands.  Slowly, he drew her into him and at the same time 
shoved his hips forward till she found herself held tightly against his 
body - Miriam Bryce-Haven's tastefully made-up face jammed into this 
randy college boy's hot, sweaty crotch.  


With her face buried between the boy's thighs, Miriam closed her eyes 
to let the intoxicating smell of his pungent sweat fill her flaring 
nostrils: a raw, musky smell - a man smell.  The haze of moist pubic 
hair tickled her nose.   He arched up, pushing her lower, pressing her 
in to nuzzle deep into his underarch, her nose against his lightly-
furred scrotum. She inhaled deeply, drinking of him, taking in that 
masculine scent she found between his legs. `God, I loved the way he 
smells' she thought.  Her hands felt their way up the back of his bare 
legs till they cupped those tight boyish buttocks.


With those well-manicured fingers, tightening on his clenching butt, 
Blake rose up on his toes, squirming, writhing up to let her get the 
full feel of his needy prick, rubbing up along her cheek, his smooth, 
hard, young cock pressed against her flushed face.  He let his head 
fall back and closed his eyes to allow himself to savor the moment, 
sensuously rubbing himself all over her lightly-powdered face of the 
elegant woman 
who knelt at his feet.  


"Kiss it!"  It was a husky voice, one that held the note of quiet 
authority that thrilled her, never failed to send a shiver down her 
spine.  His was a mastery so very rare, seldom found in a grown man, 
and almost never in a youth, even such a reckless, self-confident one.  
And yet this boy had it.  He was special - a man-child who had an easy 
way with women of all ages; a young man who was sure of himself and who 
had somehow come to dominate her life.  She swallowed the knot of lust 
that rose up to constrict her throat.  Her mouth was dry; she licked 
her painted lips and dutifully kissed his intolerably hard, youthful 
cock, just under the taut crown.


He held her there for a few seconds, her lips pressed to his cock, , 
then the pressure on her head eased, though he still kept her captive, 
her face between his hands.  He tilted her head back till she was 
looking up at him her wide blue eyes soft and unfocused, glazed with 
desire. 


"Yeah...that's what you want isn't it?  You want my cock.  You want to 
suck it, don't you?"  


Looking up at him, Miriam's lips parted, but no words came out.


"SAY IT!"


She swallowed, hard.

  
"Yes...I want to suck your cock," she whispered breathlessly. She was 
burning up now, huddled over, her small sagging breasts dangling 
loosely, heaving with the effort of her panted words.


Blake smiled, wildly elated.  Fingering his lust-swollen prick, he 
tilted it toward the older woman who was kneeling at his feet.


"Oh yeah, you're gonna suck it real good.  Go on now...suck it!  Suck 
my cock!"


The naked penis seemed to beckon her.  She leaned into him, stuck out 
her tongue, lovingly lapping her way up that quivering shaft from the 
base to the very tip of the boy's straining manhood.  They she licked 
hungrily, lavishly, holding him clenched in one hand while she worked 
him over in a frenzy of wild enthusiasm. 


He closed his eyes to give himself up to the tickling feelings that 
slavishly working tongue were generating in his loins. The moan he 
tried to stifle with tightly-pressed lips forced its way through to 
emerge as a helpless whimper.  The sound of his plaintive surrender 
brought on a massive surge of lust, driving the woman on in her single-
minded obsession, wildly desperate to please her man. She bent her head 
and took him in, went down on him; soon he was guiding her bobbing head 
between his hands while she tightened the ring of her lips and sucked 
him with grim determination.


He groaned, his weakened hands fell away, only to clamp her shoulders 
and tightened on them in a death grip, determined as he was to hold on 
to cling to his sanity for just a few seconds more while the 
unstoppable rise of creamy pleasure threatened to erupt from his 
pumping loins.


Her head was bobbing furiously now; her fingers tightly clenching his 
hardened butt.  She had her man teetering on the very brink of ecstasy 
when he abruptly clamped her face between his hands and held her to 
still the pistoning motion.  Looking down, he found her questioning 
blue eyes looking up at his from under a shock of smooth blond hair.  


Blake grabbed his throbbing prick from her, and his familiar touch 
instantly brought on a tremendous upsurge of erupting sperm.  He 
clenched his teeth while rearing back, to jack off furiously, aiming 
right at the face of the kneeling woman, shooting thick gobs of his 
cream on her brow, her cheeks, across her closed eyes, and even in her 
hair.  Soon sticky strings of the young man's sperm decorated the 
mature blond face of the attractive lady judge.


*****


Sprawled out naked on the queen-sized bed, the young guy idly fingered 
his softened cock while his eyes followed the woman in the cream-
colored brassiere as she padded back and forth across the room in the 
act of getting dressed.  At the moment, she had her back towards him, 
and was leaning over to step into her panties.  Was she unaware that in 
the process, she was offering her middle-aged bottom to the boy jutting 
back in inadvertent provocation?  In any case, Blake resisted the 
desire to take a swat at that tempting target, contenting himself with 
the sight of the fading pink blush that still tinged the cheeks of 
Miriam's womanly bottom -- the residue of the thorough spanking he had 
so zealously laid on to those nicely-plump buttocks no more than half 
an hour ago.  


With her underpants hitched up into place, the judge straightened, and 
rushed to complete getting dressed.  She hadn't much time. While her 
schedule allowed these Wednesday mornings romps with her young lover, 
she simply had to be in court by 1pm for the usual half-day session.   
As she opened her mirrored closet to select an appropriate outfit, 
Blake noticed the judicial robe hanging there - a spare to the one she 
kept in her office; an idea came to him -- an idea that sent his 
flaccid cock stirring in his lap.


That day Judge Miriam Bryce-Havens was to do something that was 
unthinkable!  If one of her neighbors had seen her driving to work that 
warm Wednesday afternoon, they might have idly wondered why the judge 
was already wearing her long black robe.  What they would not have 
know, could not possibly know, was that that single thin loose robe was 
all the lady had on!  Under it, the judge, as ordered by her dominant 
lover-boy, wore absolutely nothing but a pair of thigh-high dark-tinted 
stockings!  To go out dressed in such an outrageous manner was an 
audacious thing to do; to go to court, even worse!  An incredibly 
stupid thing! She kept telling herself, again and again.  She had to be 
insane...to take such a risk!   Yet she couldn't deny the wild and crazy 
thrill it gave her, -- an incredibly sexy feeling of being wicked and 
fantastically free.  She couldn't help squirming in the leather seat 
like an excited schoolgirl as she hunched over the wheel, driving her  
BMW much too fast in her haste to get to the courthouse that day.


But Miriam's utter astonishment at the outrageous things she had done 
was nothing compared to the stunned amazement that was to befall her 
later when the courtroom doors were thrown opened that afternoon.  Just 
as the first group of spectators began filing into the public gallery, 
she saw him ...walking calmly, nonchalantly strolling into her very own 
courtroom!  Her young lover found a place in the line and was now 
taking a seat toward the back of the room.  And as she gaped, 
speechless, astounded by the unbelievable collision of her two worlds, 
he looked up, straight at the bench, to give the petrified lady judge a 
decidedly wicked grin, and then, a broad and knowing wink!


The End  
Comments: dwin2001@Yahoo.com
More of Don Winslow's erotic fiction may be found at: 
http://www.asstr.org/~Don_Winslow


 
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