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Subject: "Dream-Sitter" (m/f) 3/3
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Dream-Sitter 1c/?


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and mouth and unlocked her jaw, so that her teeth didn't get in
the way, it's easier to fit a mans full length into your mouth
without choking yourself with it.  And it worked, for before she
knew it, she had hit the base of Scott's cock; where upon she
stopped to muse at the fact that she had done it, she had his
whole cock in her mouth, and what a feeling it was to have it
there; she loved it--not to mention the feeling it gave Scott to
have it there.  As she waited for her mouth and throat to become
accustom to the feeling of having something so large stuck so
deep within them, she began humming short little songs, like row-
row-row your boat, sending deep felt vibrations throughout Scott
entire being.
     Once Shelly's body was relaxed and comfortable with the fact
that Scott's dick was lodge in between her lips and tonsils, she
started pulling Scott out of her mouth the same way she took him
in, slowly inch by inch.  Until only the tip of his enormous
pecker was left within her mouth, then she stopped her ascent and
began her descent again, only this time a little bit faster--she
found that it was a little bit easier taking him in this time. 
When she reached his base she reversed directions again, and when
she reached the tip she reversed directions again, so on and so
forth; increasing her speed and gaining momentum each time--as it
became easier for Shelly with each pass.  Yet even though her
speed and relaxed acceptance of his dick would have been enough
for Scott, Shelly was able to keep a strong suction pump effect
within her mouth and a tight O-ring seal with her lips, causing
even GREATER pleasure for him--Scott couldn't believe what was
happening to him; by this beautiful, not so innocent, little
girl.
     Scott being carried away in ecstacy, instinctively grabbed a
fist full of Shelly's hair, on each side of her head, and began
helping her to pump his cock in and out of her mouth faster and
harder--Shelly didn't mind because it wasn't hurting her, besides
she too was totally lost in ecstacy, her own efforts, Scott's
taste and smell, the feeling of having Scott's rock hard pecker
sliding so deep within her throat, and the mental fact that
giving Scott pleasure was actually giving her pleasure, too--and
man was she pleasured too.  Scott was about to explode, unloading
the biggest load of jizm he had EVER known to be walled-up within
his rock-ribbed cock, and he hoped Shelly knew it too.  He hoped
that she'd be able to handle it all because the last thing in
the world that Scott wanted to do was hurt this lovely young
creature bobbing up and down on his cock, pleasuring him so
deeply--and that included gagging her with this enormous load--
but then again he didn't know if she could take it either; she
seemed so knowledgeable about everything else--maybe she could;
it's her choice if she wants to or not, he only hoped she knew it
was coming sooner not later.
     Shelly was to lost in her own pleasures, and to naive, to
notice what was about to happen.  Scott could no longer hold
back, and Shelly was taken by complete surprise, as the sudden
onslaught of cum pumped into her mouth--blast after blast.  The
enormous shots hit the back of her head and ran down her throat,
causing Shelly to gag, at first, but she didn't pull away,
instead she relaxed and excepted it all, again(just like she had
done when she first took his cock into her mouth)--shot after
shot.  It filled her belly with warmth, fullness, and
satisfaction, as it coated her throat, and left that "OH SO
PLEASING" taste, that she had come to love, on the tip of her
tongue.  Shelly continued to suckle upon Scott's cock, nursing
every last drop of tasty jizm out of it, even after Scott stopped
shooting his heavy loads down her throat.
     Scott was coming out of the climatic high, when he realize
what had happened: he had climaxed with his biggest load ever,
that was caused by the active attention of a beautiful, YOUNG
girl, who had taken and swallowed it all, or so he believed. 
Scott opened his eyes and tilted his head so that he could look
down at Shelly, only to find her glowing eyes looking back up at
him--'She had taken it.  She had swallowed all that jizm, except
for that little bit escaping from the corners of her mouth.'
Scott elated to himself--with his cock still engulfed within her
mouth.  Shelly gave Scott an awkward smile--what with his cock
still in her mouth--and slowly withdrew the semi-hard rod from
her mouth, pausing to clean and kiss the tip.  Shelly now looked
up Scott with a full, satisfied smile, a loving glow in her eyes,
a slightly redden face, and a radiant glow surrounding her whole
being--Scott was in love--while she made no attempt to remove her
weight from Scott's legs--and Scott was very happy to have it
remain there.  Shelly slowly backed herself off of Scott's lap--
making full body contact on the descent--until she was back to a
kneeling position, sitting in front of Scott--Scott noticed the
small beads of cum still slowly streaming their way down the
sides of her mouth.  Once Shelly was comfortably seated, she took
her right index finger and caught the left stream of jizm--moving
her finger up the corner of her mouth till she had it clean--then
she caught the right stream--in the same manner--and moved her
finger to her awaiting mouth, inserting and suckling upon it like
it was a lollypop, not withdrawing it until she was completely
sure that it was clean--Scott could see Shelly's talented tongue
working within her mouth, cleaning that finger; OH how he envied
and wanted to be that finger.  With that thought Scott's still
semi-hard cock twitched with the attempt to come back to life,
and caught Shelly's attention.
     Shelly looked down into Scott's crotch, expecting to see his
flaccid member lying there, but instead she was graced by a
promising semi-hard cock--it only needed a little coaxing to
regain it's full height and stature.  That devilish gleam and
mischievous smile, that Scott had come to know as trouble,
reappeared on Shelly face as she slowly withdrew her finger. 
Scott could only guess what was going to happen next; though he
didn't believe much could happen because he, or he thought that
he, was totally spent.
     Shelly placed her hands upon Scott's knees, using them to
support her weight as she slowly raised herself to a standing
position.  Shelly then removed her right hand and transferring
her left hand to Scott's left knee as she slowly walked around to
Scott's left side.  Shelly continued s-s-s-l-l-l-o-o-o-w-w-w-l-l-
l-y walking around Scott, skimming(just brushing the surface) her
hand litely up Scott's massive thigh, across his washboard
abdomen, circling around his left peck, as she moved herself
around to Scott back.  Shelly replace her right hand upon Scott's
right shoulder and began massaging Scott's neck and shoulders
with long, sensual, deep penetrating strokes; she then let her
hands slide down Scott's massive chest as far as she could reach,
bringing her breasts to rest upon Scott's shoulders, to either
side of his neck.  Shelly let her breast remain where they were
as she slowly dragged her hands back up towards Scott's
shoulders--Scott was beside himself, not knowing what to feel,
all he was sure of was that he was becoming hard and horny again.

Shelly began to press the flesh of her breasts against either
side of Scott's neck(just above the shoulders and below the ears)
with her hands; sort of massaging them while at the same time,
massaging him with, and through, her breasts; providing a whole
new sensation of stimulating massage.  After a few moments,
Shelly released the pressure upon her breasts and let them swing
freely on either side of Scott's neck; for which she began
swaying, causing her mounds of flesh to bang gentlely into the
sides of Scott's neck in a rhythmic fashion--Scott could feel the
beat flowing steadily through his being, and loved it.  Shelly
pulled back away from Scott, still swaying and swinging her tits,
until only the nipples were brush against the back of Scott's
neck; she then slowly lowered herself, so that she brush across
the full width of Scott's broad shoulders with her nipples,
sending electric shivers running throughout Scott's being--Scott
felt that he was going to climax again, right there and then; Oh
how he had underestimate the talents of this little girl, she was
truly a master of pleasures.  Shelly skimmed her breasts down as
far as she could on Scott before hitting the back of the chair,
and then worked her way back up.  When Shelly was fully standing
behind Scott again, she re-applied her left hand to his right
shoulder and began her descent(the same way she ascended only in
reverse).  Scott was now beside himself with lust and the
wondering of what was going to happen next; he was once again
fully erect and in need of relieving the huge load that was
walling up side is balls, again.
     When Shelly reached his right knee, she turned to face him,
with a devilish gleam and a mischievous smile--Scott knew that he
was in for trouble of the most pleasurable kind.  And when Shelly
looked down into Scott's crotch to see the results of her
efforts, that smile broadened--and Scott just swallowed hard; his
mind racing with all the possibilities yet to come from such a
smile.  Shelly placed her left hand upon Scott's left knee again
and slowly stepped to Scott left side, lightly skimming her
fingers upwards as she dragged them behind her--'OH NO, not
again.  Don't go behind me--can't you see that it's the parts in
front of me that need the attention, not behind me.' Scott was
moaned and groaned to himself.  That brief glimpse of irony that
crossed Scott's face was what Shelly was waiting for, and she
took her cue.  Her hand had just reach his pelvis as she stopped
it's upward ascent and changed its direction to move quickly
across the top of Scott's pelvis, flipping his cock out of the
way, as she swung her left leg over top of Scott's lap, sitting
astride it like she was mounting a horse.  Scott was taken off
guard by the quickness, adeptness of this sly little minx, as
she quickly straddled his lap; she was almost as lite as a
feather to Scott, he was sure that if he closed his eyes her
weight would simple disappear and become one with his mind/body
harmony.  Shelly set herself upon Scott's lap, just below his
ball sack, not touching it persia--just close enough that her
pubic hair ends touched his pubic hair ends--and she began to
rock.
     As Shelly rocked upon Scott's lap, she reached down between
them and took hold of Scott massive, rock-ribbed, throbbing
member
and stroked it; gently at the start but as the rocking progressed
so did the difficulty of the strokes.  Shelly worked her hands
opposite of each other but in the same direction--she'd grasp
hold at the base with one hand as the other was just coming off
the tip, then she'd pulled her hand at the base slowly to the
top and just as its about to come off she grasped the base with
the other hand and begin the cycle again--ever
increasing/decreasing the speed minutely every couple of strokes
and increasing/decreasing the pressure her hands applied at
random strokes.  She was very much aware and attentive to where
Scott was, in relationship to climaxing, each and every stroke;
that's why she kept building him up and then back him off,
knowing just how much pleasure was enough.  Through her own
rocking/bucking she too, was ever so close to climax but she
wanted their climax' to be together, synchronized, unison, and
the
biggest one of either of their lives.  She wanted Scott to
remember this day in "AH"--Scott very much wanted this too, even
though at the moment he wanted to be released from this joyous
torture even more.  At that moment he just wanted to enjoy his
own climax and rid himself of the painful build up within his
balls--this would suit him just fine right now.   Suddenly Shelly
stopped--stopped rocking, stopped stroking--she just stopped.
     Scott recognized that Shelly had stopped right off, this
time, and immediately opened his eyes--only to see Shelly's face
coming in quick with eyes shut and lips puckered--then his eyes
snapped shut, again, by instinct, as he enjoyed the sensual kiss
from Shelly.  It was nothing long and burning like his, but it
had the passion and flame of a wanting woman and it lead/extended
to even more languishing kisses.  Scott felt Shelly's hands
gently massaging his pecks, while his hands moved caressingly up
and down her back.  Scott suddenly felt Shelly's tongue seeking
entry into his mouth and as he slightly parted his lips to allow
in, it darted forcefully between his lips, past his teeth,
snaking itself around his tongue and dragging it back into her
mouth.  Scott was taken by surprise, to say the least, at the
sudden onslaught of oral violence; but by the time he could react
his tongue was being held captive within her mouth; where within
it was being suckled upon by Shelly.  She kept suction on it like
it was a limp spaghetti noddle hanging from her mouth and she was
trying to be sucked into the awaiting teeth and hungry mouth to
be devoured.  But Scott found it to be actually quit a pleasing
feeling--not at all what he had expected, by its violent
captivity--it felt almost like an oral blowjob; it was very
exciting and very intoxicating.  Shelly just as suddenly released
Scott's tongue as she'd snared it, following it back into Scott's
mouth with a lite little peck on the lips and then withdrew.
     Scott opened his eyes just in time to see his cock ensnared
by Shelly's hand, as Shelly raised herself with her legs to hover
over the supported penis, positioning the monstrous cock's head
between her outer labia lips.   Once she was certain it was
secure position, Shelly slowly lowered herself upon it, feeling
it penetrate deeper inside her womanhood inch by intoxicating
inch; as she whimpered and whined, moaned and groaned--doing
everything within her power to relax and take more of it into her
with each drop.  Shelly took it slow, savoring the feeling of
Scott's white hot, throbbing rod moving her towards ecstacy and
at
the same time feeling like it was going to split her in two like
a wedge splitting a log--Shelly was afraid that his length was
going to rip through her innards and pop out her mouth because he
was just so big.  But Shelly wouldn't give up, she wanted all of
him in her, even if she couldn't fit him all she was damn well
going to try.  Little beads of sweat appeared upon Shelly's pain
ridding face causing Scott to become alarmed and move to stop her
descent, only to have Shelly stop him--beaming a radiant smile
that told him that she was OK--and continue her descent.  Scott
watched as inch by inch his manhood disappeared within Shelly's
hot, tight little snatch; feeling that he should stop her,
knowing that she didn't want him to, and swept away by the
absolute pleasure his member was giving him--'ecstacy doesn't
even begin to describe this feeling.' Scott thought to himself as
he watch yet another inch disappear, 'OH GOD!! Just 4 more inches
to go!  Can she take it?  I hope to hell she can!'.  Scott
watched, enveloped in the raptures of carnal knowledge, as Shelly
dropped another 2 inches down his flag pole.  Shelly gave a great
sigh of relief and satisfaction, that echoed throughout the
house, as she came to rest at the base of Scott's cock with one
last mighty stuff.  Shelly's face was beat red, sweaty, and
radiant as she struggled to catch her breath--Scott feared the
exertion and pain of impaling herself upon his spear was to much
for her and might cause her to pass out at in moment.  So he
decided to let her rest for a moment and then end this little
encounter before she's hurt permanently--yet deep down inside he
didn't want it to end; it felt so good having his penis engulfed
within this tight little cunt that he never wanted to pull it out
again.
     "Are you alright?" Scott asked concerned as he watched
Shelly trying to cope with the pain/pleasure and regain her
composure.  Shelly came down enough to respond "Oh-Yes!!! I'm
just fine.  Don't worry so much or you'll go bold." she said
huskily with a laugh.  She then beamed him a most
joyous/rapturous look, with satisfaction in her eyes and mischief
on her lips, to reaffirm that she was just fine.  'There's that
smile again, I wonder what she has in mind.' Scott thought to
himself as he let all his worries and cares wash away, as he
re-gave himself to his animal side and the pleasures of the
moment.  Shelly waited a moment longer, to regain her composure
and control, before she said in a country-hick drawl "Hew!!  Boy
I tell yea!  You ain't no little thing, R' yea?  But yah-alls
well worth the effort, I'll tell you!" at which she began to
laugh and Scott turned a little red as he joined in her delight.
     Shelly began rocking her lower pelvis, setting up a good
rhythm and becoming further accustomed to having Scott's bulk
within her--she felt like a Thanksgiving Turkey: STUFFED--it
actually felt quite natural and comfortable having him deep
inside her womanhood; and the pain of the penetration lessened
with each new rocking stroke, as it was replaced with new found
pleasure.  Each stroke increased Shelly's vigor and energy for
the next stroke, which increased her speed, which increased her
pleasure, which increased her vigor and energy for the next
stroke, which increased...etc.
     As Shelly's pace gradually increased, so did her use of her
body, until every part of her being was moving to the rhythm of
her passion: as her pelvis moved forward she'd arch her back and
move her shoulders back(vice-a-verse), she placed her hands upon
Scott's shoulder/chest and used them to push and pull herself
through the motions of her bodily wave, and she cocked her legs
under the chair so that she could lift herself off of Scott's lap
and use her hips to increase the gyrations of her pelvis--Scott
was doing his part too: he had his hands upon her hips pushing
and pulling--helping to rock them ever increasingly back and
forth, while he thrust his pelvis in and out of her
attacking/retreating crotch, all the time while--he too--moved
his upper torso opposite to his lower, but in perfect unison
rhythm with her advances and retreats.  As her cunt and his cock
attack each other, her hands would slide down his stealish chest
pushing her upper torso away from him, as his hands pulled her
cunt to his awaiting cock; and upon their mutual retreat, his
mouth would assault her breasts, or they would mutual assault
each others mouths.  Shelly felt herself quickly coming to
climax, as all previous thought of a simultaneous climax could no
longer be found within her lust filled/wantin' mind--she needed
this climax, nothing was going to stop it this time.  But
something did; for some reason she could no longer move her
pelvis...  As she began to come down from her orgasmic high, she
realized that Scott had stopped it by grabbing her waist and
pulling her down tight on his lap--making her, literally, come to
a grinding halt.
     Just as she was about to ask 'What the FUCK do you think
you're doing?' Scott started to bounce her like a basket ball--
only with a two handed dribble--upon his lap; causing his rod to
piston in and out of her cylinder walls like an engine.  It was a
whole new feeling for Shelly and she quickly grasped onto it,
moving herself like a marry-go-round pony upon his push rod:
she'd raise herself so that just the head of his massive cock
was still inside of her vaginal lips and then fall upon the deep
penetrating shaft of meat, over and over again, ever increasing
the speed and shortening the stroke with the added speed--so that
he wouldn't come out unexpectedly in her fevered race to ecstacy.

Scott thrust his pelvis up and down to meet her attacking pussy,
while he continued to help raise and lower Shelly's body with his
hands.  Scott felt himself building to another climax and was
doing everything within his power to hold it back--while Shelly
was just a few strokes shy of her own climax and totally ignorant
of Scott's efforts to hold back, as she steadily worked on her
own gratification.  Shelly was moving so fast and her cunt was so
tight that Scott thought he could hear a suction cup sound each
time they thrust and pulled back--he wondered if there'd be a
<POP> if he pulled out.  Shelly was moaning, groaning, and
panting so hard that Scott was afraid that she'd pass out any
moment now--while the muscles of her vagina kept contracting and
releasing, milking his cock like it was a cow's utter, bring
Scott closer and closer with each passing stroke.  Suddenly
Shelly's body stiffened and stopped moving; and relaxed with a
large sigh of released pinned up sexual energy escaping from
Shelly's mouth, as Shelly slumped forward against Scott's mighty
chest--basking in the aftermath of her terrific cumming and
almost unconscious from her efforts.  But Scott wasn't done with
her--not yet!!!
     Scott began to lift and lower Shelly's hips, again, as he
matched the rise and fall with his pelvis, again; bring Shelly
back to consciousness with the begins of yet another orgasm. 
Shelly was surprised that she was building so quickly to yet
another climax, as she did her part in the rising and lowering--
even though ever muscle in her body felt like jello.
     Shelly found herself, yet again, just a couple strokes shy
of climax when all of a sudden Scott stopped and pulled her cunt
right down the base of his cock--Shelly thought that he was
cumming, but felt nothing warm spraying within her--then just as
suddenly as he stopped, he stood up.  Shelly was taken by
complete surprise--especially because he took her up with him,
still attached--and flung her arms around his neck pressing her
shoulder into his throat, wrapped her legs around his waist,
crushed her chest into his, head resting over his shoulder and
eyes closed tight praying for dear-life.  Scott found himself
being chocked to death by the sudden fear-grip around his neck by
the strong arms of Shelly; he quickly let loose of her hips and
placed his right hand under her well endowed butt--savoring the
smooth, taunt skin and the tone, tight muscle--while he worked
his left hand to loosen Shelly grip around first his throat, then
his waist.  When Shelly was relaxed enough that Scott could not
only breath but move her body as well; he placed his left hand in
the middle of her back and began to thrust his hips upward while
bouncing through the knees, causing his manhood to slide in and
out of Shelly's womanhood effortlessly.  Shelly finally caught
on, as a new wave of pleasure rushed through her body, and
released the rest of her mighty grip.  Shelly found herself well
supported by Scott but kept a slight grip with her hands and the
encirclement of his waist with her legs just in case.  As she
became more relaxed and comfortable with the new position, her
body started responding to Scott's pistoning action and meeting
him thrust for thrust--as she found a renewed energy from the
adrenalin rush of the past moment.  Shelly found a heightened
sensitivity within her walls with this new position and quickly
fell in love with it, as she moved closer and closer to another
climax.  Scott felt Shelly's impending climax and increased his
efforts, speeding up his thrusts and power, bringing Shelly
quicker to her goal; Shelly stopped in mid-bounce as her body
stiffened but Scott didn't, as he guide her through her climax
and quickly took her to the peak of yet another one; and another;
and still yet another.  Shelly lost all track of how many
multiple orgasms she had had and was bordering on
unconsciousness, yet again, when Scott slowed his pace down--
letting her come out of the clouds--and gentlely laid her almost
lifeless frame upon the table.  But Scott wasn't done yet, he
still needed to cum--and in a major way.
     Scott took hold of one of Shelly's magnificent breast, upon
her heavily breathing chest, and began to suckle upon the nipple,
tickling it with his tongue and nipping at it with his teeth--
causing Shelly to breath harder as her body began to react to the
stimuli.  Shelly thought she was past the point of being turned-
on by such stimuli but her body proved her wrong as it brought
her scenes back up to full.  Scott began to slowly piston his
tube steak in and out of the, now, very tender love box;
surprised that it was still as tight as it was and that it was
eagerly grasping his meat with each thrust.  Shelly came back to
life writhing upon the table under Scott's onslaught, as he
eagerly increased the rhythmic speed, releasing her breast and
stood straight upright to get the better position and better
thrust into her tight slit.  Scott could wait no longer and
thrust himself as deep as he could into Shelly's tunnel and
planted his seed--his climax triggered Shelly's climax which in-
turn heightened both of their climax's.  Scott guide them through
this GREAT CLIMAX by continuing his thrusts to empty himself
completely load after hot, steaming load--it was the best climax
either of them had ever had--as their simultaneous climax seemed
to last forever.  And after it was over, Scott slumped forward
upon Shelly chest--exhausted.
     A couple of minutes later Scott came to; still lying on top
of Shelly's gorgeous body, with his manhood still buried deep
within her domains, and feet firmly planted on the floor.  He
began to get up when Shelly came to, "Please don't!  I don't want
you to go just yet!  I just want to ly here and feel your weight
atop me, with your manhood buried deep within my being, for a
little while longer.  PLEASE!?" she begged.  "But I'm to heavy
for you!  I'll crush you with my weight!  Besides, this table
can't be that comfortable for you and my being atop you would
make it even more uncomfortable." Scott responded caringly, "I
don't mind!  I just don't want to be separated from you just now.

P-l-l-e-e-a-a-s-s-e-e!!" Shelly pleaded in a more demure manner. 
Scott couldn't resist but he didn't want them lying on this
uncomfortable table, in an uncomfortable position(at least for
him), on a table he wasn't sure could hold up to their combined
weight; so he said "Sure!  Sure, we can stay together.  For as
long as you want...as long as we don't ly on this table!  It
maybe unsafe!?" Shelly nodded agreement and suggested, "Then why
don't you carry us to one of the rooms then?!  We can stay
together on one of the beds!  They're safe enough." she said with
a little lilt and that mischievous smile of hers reappeared on
her face.
     Scott didn't think twice; he just stood up straight and
pulled Shelly off the table to meet him--this time Shelly didn't
wrap herself so tightly around Scott; instead she allowed herself
to lay flaccidly upon his chest, her left cheek nestled against
his right peck, as her arms and legs lacsidaisically held her
weight suspended from his neck and waist.  Scott bounced her a
bit to get her weight adjusted on the front of him--causing
Shelly to sigh and mew softly under her breath--once both of
them were comfortable with the arrangement Scott said, "OK!  I'm
in charge of transportation but I can't do everything.  So,
you're
in charge of making sure we don't separate--I don't want the cork
to come out of your bottle and leak our nectar throughout the
house.  OK?!", "OK!  NO PROBLEM!  All I have to do is get you
turned on again and it will plug up my hole." she followed this
response with a small chuckle.  Scott had to admit that her plan
had merit as he too chuckled softly, "OK.  You just do that." he
responded and began to walk out of the dinning room.  He figured
to take her to his room--it was a bit more comfortable, with a
bigger bed(King Size).
     Once in his room, Scott spun around and proceeded to sit
upon the bed--Shelly was stunned; 'why didn't he just lay me on
the bed first, like he did on the table, it would be much easier
than maneuvering out of this!' she thought to herself.  All of a
sudden her answer came, as Scott proceeded to ly down; "Hey,
wait!  What do you think you're doing?!  You're suppose to be on
top of me, not me on top of you!" she retorted, "But I'm to heavy
for you!  We can stay together, fine, but I'm not going to put
you in danger of being crushed.  Besides, I'm kind of use to you
being on top of me...you could almost say that I love have you on
top...your choice!" Scott responded with a sly, knowledgeable
grin.  He didn't give her any time to respond as he continued to
lay down--she verily had time to unwrap her legs from around his
waist before they got caught underneath him.  Once his head and
torso was flat on the mattress, he lifted his legs and maneuvered
their two bodies into the center of the bed--Shelly just
collapsed onto his chest when they were finally comfortable.  He
was right--she too, loved being on top of him.  As they both
relaxed within each others arms, they began to talk.
     They talked about how they felt right now, about how they
felt about one another, and about the dreams/fantasies each one
had had for the other.  Shelly spoke up quickly, as she sprang to
a sitting position astride Scott's pelvis, after hearing Scott's
fantasy about fucking her up the ass, "Well, why don't we! 
SOUNDS likes a good fantasy to me.  I've had my fantasies come
true thanks to you, now it's my turn to make your fantasies come
true!"  Scott couldn't believe his ears or his eyes; here was
Shelly ready to go again after that terrific climax that left
both of them unconscious.  But he did have to admit that he was
more than a little turned on by the prospect of screwing that
tight little butt of hers--and Shelly knew it by the expression
on his face, and the stirring in his growing.  Though she didn't
know what to expect from an assfucking--no one had ever done that
to her before--she wasn't daunted; she'd loved everything else
that Scott had introduced her to that night, she was sure she'd
love this too.  So she quickly hopped off of Scott now semi-erect
penis and began stroking it to full height; and what a height,
all 9 inches.  Once erect Scott took control telling Shelly to
get on all fours facing away from him, which she instantly did
with out question or hesitation.  She was all a quiver with
anticipation.
     Scott reached over to the night-stand where the Vigor's kept
some baby-lotion for their quests--the same lotion he used
earlier to help him masturbate.  He squirted some into his hand
and rubbed it on his cock leaving a good, thick coating.  He then
took some on his fingers and moved them to Shelly's sphincter,
where he applied a generous coating on the lips, then he began to
work his finger inside of her tight, little asshole, taking it
real slow as not to harm her.  Shelly couldn't believe the
sensation caused by Scott probing finger--and he wasn't up to the
first knuckle yet--she began to sigh and moan as Scott continued
his penetrating assault on her anal cavity.  He swirled his
finger around and around, pulling it out and then stuffing it
back in, going deeper and deeper with each thrust.  Scott could
take no more and he was sure Shelly couldn't either, so he pulled
his finger out and position his white hot rod at the entry to her
bottomless cavern--Shelly feeling what was happening behind her
and feeling the same way, reached back and spread her cheeks
apart with her hands affording Scott easy access into her deepest
recesses.  Scott was more than grateful as he slowly worked to
get his big knob into her tight hole without hurt her.  As soon
as his head penetrated her anus, electricity wash over Shelly
causing her to cum right there and then, as she released her butt
cheeks to catch herself in mid-fall--'OH-WHAT-A-RUSH!!!' she
thought to herself 'I think I'm going to like this!!!!'.
     Scott continued his anal assault, fully aware that Shelly
had cum, but it was only the first of many he told himself with a
devilish smile.  Scott worked feverishly but cautiously to
penetrate deeper and deeper into Shelly's well-spring--Shelly
felt like she was a log getting split in two, again, but she
continued to relax knowing that this feeling only meant good
thinks for her.  She quickly glaceed back to see that Scott had
only an inch left squeeze inside of her--for her part she was
building up to yet another climax, as she whimpered, whined,
panted, moaned, and groaned in anticipation and wanting for Scott
to be fully within her again.  Scott grabbed hold of Shelly hips
and gave one last mighty thrust forward, burring himself up to
the hilt in her anal cavern as his balls banged into her clit
send Shelly over the edge again--they collapsed forward onto
Shelly and lay there for a minute while she recuperated, regained
her strength, and was able to relax again; once accomplished they
got back up in their positions: Scott on his knees behind Shelly,
Shelly in front of Scott on all fours.
     Scott slowly began to pull out of her tight little hole,
until his knob was the only thing within, and then he slowly but
in one thrust penetrated again--making his presence very well
known to Shelly virgin butthole--burring himself back up to the
hilt.  He gave a few more strokes just the same way, until her
ass was relaxed enough to except him more frequently--at which
time he picked up the pace, sliding his cock in and out of her
asshole easier with each stroke; Shelly meet him thrust for
thrust as the lust fill little girl hungered for yet another
massive climax.  As Scott continued pulsating within Shelly's
innards, bring her to untold numbers of mini-climax's, he moved
his right hand up to cup her right breast and he moved his left
hands into her crotch and pushed her back against him with each
thrust while his fingers found her clit and opening and began to
play with them, again.  This was to much for Shelly and she
exploded with the force of such a climax, that as anal muscles
contracted and released she caused Scott to climax, too.  
     The force of his climax sent Shelly to a new height of
climax, and brought Scott right-along with her.  As Scott pumped
what felt to be gallons up her unsatisfiable hole.  This was the
ONE, THE PRIMO-CLIMATICUS...it caused both of the to collapse in
a heap of spent human flesh of unconsciousness.  An
unconsciousness that was followed by an exhausted, satisfied
sleep--with neither one of them moving to end their connection,
only rolling over to cuddle like spoons in the night.

The End of Chapture #1
to be continued....
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