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o  	The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of  o
o  stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the  o
o  world.  Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups).   There is no  o
o  particular  order  other than offering them to you in  alpha-  o
o  betical directories.                                           o
o  	I don't believe in categorizing things. "I don't want to  o
o  be typed therefore I don't type things myself."  I think it's  o
o  a lot more fun to browse around and find  'little'  surprises  o
o  that you might not have even thought of looking for.           o
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o tertainment and should not be read by minors.                   o
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My Friends the Allens -- Please Speak into the Flowerpot
by Mark Aster

= = =
Note: this story probably contains an account of sexual
relations between two consenting adults.  If you are a
minor, a U.S. Senator, or anyone else whose brain implodes
when exposed to such things, stop reading now, and go
take a cold shower.
= = =

"Hi!"

"Oh, hi!"

Refrigerator door opening.

"Ah, nice and cool in there."

"I was thinking of sitting in there and reading, but
it's too crowded."

"Take something off."

Newspaper rustling.

"Hm?"

"If you're hot, take something off."

"If I took anything else off, I'd be naked!"

"Mm."

Soda can opening.

"Anything in the paper?"

"Nah.  Birth, death, love, hate."

"Any good love?"

"Bill Clinton and Newt Gingrich were seen, apparently, in
the Capital."

"Be still, my heart."

"Hey, I think they make a CUTE couple!"

A page turning.

"You have nice legs."

"Do I?"

A kiss.

"Mmmmm.  Kiss me again."

"Kiss you again?"

"Kiss me again."

A longer kiss.

"MMMMmmmmmmmmmm."

"I'm so sweaty."

"Yeah!"

A page turning.  Soda can put down.

"You have a nice neck."

"Thanks.  Ahhhhh..."

"There, is that cooler?"

"Ooooooohhh.  Not exactly.  OOOHHH!"

"Do you like that?"

"Ah.  You KNOW I like that.  AHH!"

Newspaper rustling.

"And this?"

"Ahhhh..."

"And...?"

"Oh, GOD!  Aaaaaahhhhh.  AH!  I hope you're planning to --
oh OH -- to make me come..."

"Do you want to come?"

A long kiss.

"Mnmmmmmmph!  Oh, oh oh I want to COME!"

"Mm."

"Ahh.  Oh, God, oh sweet oh AHH AHH AHHHHH!"

"You taste good."

"AH!"

Kisses.  Moans.

"Oh!"

"AAHH!!"

"OH!"

"AaaaahhhhhhuuuuunnnnhhhhhhAHHHHHHHHH!!"

"Oh."

"I came."

"You came."

"Kiss me again."

A kiss.

"I love your mouth."

"You haven't come."

"S'okay."

"Don't you want to come?"

"I --"

"Come to the bedroom."

"Mmmmm!"

"Do you like it when I do that?"

"You know I do."

"Come to the bedroom."

Footsteps.  A subtle shift in the quality of the sound
as the speakers enter a slightly larger space.  A
mattress creaks.  Soda can put down.

"It's a little cooler in here."

"Lie down."

"Ahhhh..."

"You're exquisite."

"You're silly."

"Thanks."

A kiss.

"Mmmmmmmm."

"Didn't I just say that?  Ooh, I love your nipples."

"The feeling is mutual.  Oh, squeeze me!  Such hands."

"Such a body.  I like THIS."

"AAahhhhhh...  So do I."

A long silence.  Kisses.

"Do you mind?"

"Not at all -- AHH -- please do."

"God, I could eat you whole."

"Ahhh ahhh OHHH, OK."

"Aaaaah, beautiful."

"I'm going to split open."

"Mmmmmm."

"Ah, help!  Oooooh...  Oooooh!  Do that -- AH -- again!"

"This?"

"AAHHH!!  OH!"

"I think you're going to come soon."

"aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh"

"Sweet and salty."

"aaaaahhhh OH yeah OH OH YEAH!"

"Ahhh..."

"OH yesyesyes oh GOD!!  AH!  AH!  AH!"

"You're coming."

"AAAAHHHHHH!"

"Oh!  Mmmm..."

"AAAAAAARRRRRRRAHHHHHHH!!!"

"So nice."

"oooohhhh..."

"You came."

"I came."

A car goes by outside, radio loud.

"Kiss me again."

A kiss.  Long silence.  Soda fizzes.

"Sweat's not so bad."

"Could I have some of that?"

"Sure."

"Thanks."

Drinking.

"So tasty.  One, two..."

"Hey, stop that.  You going to keep me in bed all day?"

"It IS cooler in here."

"Not for long..."


My Friends the Allens -- Please Speak into the Flowerpot
by Mark Aster
The End

