Message-ID: <60400asstr$1277601002@assm.asstr.org> X-Original-To: story-submit@asstr.org Delivered-To: story-submit@asstr.org X-Original-Message-ID: From: Uther Pendragon X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 26 Jun 2010 10:35:28 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} repost -- "Ebenezer" Uther Lines: 110 Date: Sat, 26 Jun 2010 21:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge If you are under the age of 18, or otherwise forbidden by law to read electronically transmitted erotic material, please go do something else. This material is Copyright, 2004, Uther Pendragon. All rights reserved. I specifically grant the right for all reproduction necessary for normal Usenet propagation. I specifically grant the right of downloading and keeping ONE electronic copy for your personal reading so long as this notice is included. Reposting requires previous permission. Most of my other stories can be found at: http://www.asstr.org/~Uther_Pendragon/index.html If you have any comments or requests, please E-mail them to me at nogardneprethu@gmail.com . All persons here depicted, except public figures depicted as public figures in the background, are figments of my imagination and any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. ~ ~ ~ ~ Ebenezer by Uther Pendragon nogardneprethu@gmail.com "What are you humming, Dan?" "I'm not humming about Dan; I'm humming about Wanda." "About me? Sing the words." "Praise the mount, imhmmh hmmhmmhmm, mount of thy hmmhmmhmm love." "Blasphemy! That's not what the song's about." "Well, maybe I've changed a few words. But this is the mount I want to praise right now." "You're impossible!" "No, my love...," "... Merely unlikely. I know all your jokes. Not that I'm objecting to what you're doing with my mount. But I can think of better things for your mouth than humming." . . . "Like that?" "Just like that." "But the song is so appropriate. Streams of mmhmm never ceasing call for songs of loudest praise." "Not too loud. The Murrays will hear." "Okay. Songs of quiet praise, then. Every time I hang a picture I'm afraid the nail will come out their wall. Time for humming again." "Oh Dan! I love when you kiss me like that. But come up." "That's an invitation you don't have to repeat. Mmm, you feel even better than you taste. Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it, mount of thy mmhmm love." "You'll make me blush the next time we sing that in church." "Here I raise my ebenezer, hither by thy help I'm come. Ever wonder what 'ebenezer' meant?" "It doesn't mean that. Please move now." "Oh, yes. Do you feel that?" "Yes. Oh, Dan." "Wanda!" The End Ebenezer Uther Pendragon nogardneprethu@gmail.com 2004/04/05 2010/06/26 Thanks to Neneh for editing this. Another all-dialogue story: http://www.asstr.org/~Uther_Pendragon/dial/ddocent.htm The index to almost all my stories is: http://www.asstr.org/~Uther_Pendragon/index.htm <1st attachment begin> <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: | | FAQ: Moderators: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at Hosted by | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+