Message-ID: <18744eli$9901212311@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year99/18744.txt> From: M Quayle <okieram@telepath.com> Subject: A "Farrell" Story (Late for Dinner) Chapter 38: Just A Little Twist (S&M Family fun & surprises) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: okieram@telepath.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <368AFD07.A45@telepath.com> Happy New Year from Kathy & Christi & Mommy & Becky & Daddy & Carol & Officer Ray & all the “Late for Dinner” gang!!!!!!!!! Your comments and plot ideas always welcome. New chapters are posted regularly to alt.torture, alt.sadistic, alt.sex.stories, and alt.sex.stories.moderated. You can also find complete story in the alt.sex.stories.moderated archive at www.qz.to/erotica/assm (December 1998 file). >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> WARNING! This story is only for adults over the age of 18 and contains Strong Sexual Content and Lame Attempts at Humor. It is intended as a work of satirical sexual fiction for ADULTS only, and the author does not in any way condone or encourage similar behavior even if it was safe or conformed to the laws of physics. If you are under the age of 18 or reside in a state (or alt.state) that prohibits such behavior, stop reading this ribald epic immediately or your arm will fall off!!!!!! Remember: DON’T DO THIS AT HOME!!!!! <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< copyright 1998 by M Quayle (a pseudonym) All rights reserved. Do not repost or post without permission of author. Late for Dinner Chapter 38: Just a Little Twist “‘Best seat in the house,’ that’s funny,” Billy laughed as he plunged into Christi’s tantalizing backside. Kathy’s locked her vision onto Christi’s sad blue eyes and mouthed a silent “I love you” to her special friend. A long, hard “EEEEEEEE” spilled from between Christi’s clenched teeth every time Billy thrust into her bowels. A gentler “wwwwhhhhhheeeeeeeeeee” and a soft half-smile accompanied each outward stroke. Kathy realized that her beloved was enjoying her “dear” brother’s painful ministering and envied her talent for turning suffering into joy. It was then that she realized that something wonderful was happening between her own legs. Her natural juices had washed away the offending raw & bleeding formula lubricant and the electricity pulsing through the silvery white dildo was beginning to feel, well, pretty good. Being a skilled sexual athlete, Kathy soon mastered riding the pistoning rod as it went left, then right, then up, then down, then right, then right again inside her. Far from enduring a firm but understated punishment for her shameful attempt to run from Grand Dad’s S&M club, she now was being carried atop a shining stallion that was galloping, galloping, galloping across a tingling plain. Tiny sparks danced from her clit to her vagina and a zesty fire bellowed higher and higher with each pulsing stroke. Another minute, just another minute and she would be transfigured into a goddess commanding thunder and lightning to drive her to the wildest of pleasures, then -- “Time’s up,” mumbled Billy as he flipped the “off” switches and the mechanical marvels chugged to a stop. “More!” Kathy thought she heard an echo then realized Mommy was pleading for the same thing. “Turn it back on, Sweetheart,” Mommy panted, “I need more, uh, punishment.” “Nope, Grand Dad said half an hour,” the boy shrugged as he released the straps and freed Mommy from her perch. “Billy, I’m your mother, I said turn it back on!” “Thirty minutes, no more no less,” Billy switched off the video camera, removed the tape cartridge and dropped it into a padded envelope. “I’ve got to mail this,” he turned and slunked toward the front door. “Billy! Please,” Kathy begged, “we need more.” “Don’t try turning them back on, they have a half-hour cooling cycle.” “Bil-ly!” “See ya,” the boy slammed the door behind him. “That’s your Grand Dad for you,” Mommy slumped onto the couch next to Christi. “It’s never the punishment you expect, there’s always just a little twist to drive you straight out of your --” Mommy grabbed the wide-eyed brunette by the hair and pushed her face into her engorged womanhood. “Lick like you’ve never licked before, young lady,” Mommy commanded, “or you’ll never marry my daughter.” “Hey, what about me” Kathy made a less-than-graceful dismount from her metal steed and belly flopped onto the floor. “Oooof! That was special,” she sighed then jerked with a start as Becky burst through the front door. “I’m back!” The freckle-faced redhead bounced into the living room. “Daddy sent me home alone ‘cause I’m going to be an actress,” the little girl pranced. “Hey, that’s right,” Kathy caught her little sister in her arms, “You’re going to play ‘O’ in your school play, aren’t you?” “That’s right, teacher chose me ‘cause I’m the most submissive masochist in the whole class,” Becky crowed. “Then you wouldn’t mind giving your big sister a little relief, would you, you little ‘masochist’,” Kathy grinned as she wrestled the startled girl to the floor and sat firmly on her face. “Oh, by the way, welcome home.” -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>