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Subject: {ASSM} "Park"  by  deirdre  (MF)  --  rp  by  H. Jekyll  and Please Cain
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Park 
by deirdre

(MF)

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will finish reposting all 156 stories this month.

While you're following the a.s.s.m. 10th Anniversary "deirdre-fest,"
enjoy! There's still time to contribute.

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****

Date: Mon, 18 Apr 1994 21:56:21 UTC

If you've read my stories, you might get the idea I'm submissive. Well,
actually I'm not particularly submissive (well, I could imagine being
submissive in exchange for interesting experiences) but I find that I
like written fantasies that are from the submissive point of view. It
leaves more room for surprise and takes you for a ride. And I'm
probably pretty bad at writing from the dominant point of view: "Then I
told her to put her hands behind his back. Then I took the scarf and
tied his wrists together. I had big plans!" See?

One thing this has led to is my stories written from the male
perspective. I certainly don't think females should always be
submissive to males even if a lot of my stories come out that way. With
stories written from the male point of view, I can more easily write
about women dominating men. But the characters in my stories should be
warned--things could turn around at any second. -- deirdre

Park 
by deirdre

Yes, it was beautiful. Spectacular, really. Beth and I had stopped at a
roadside park to have a look. It was mountainous country and the park
was basically a lookout, with a sidewalk and a stone fence serving as a
railing. It was sunny and there was just a little bit of mist, some of
it below us. The whole valley was a checkerboard of farms, wooded
areas, and a couple of church steeples indicating towns hidden among
the trees. It was morning--about 9AM--and we had the park to ourselves.

There was a paved path going in one direction, following the ledge, and
we decided to follow it and see where it went. Well, I always like any
kind of exploring, and Beth went along with it. After about 75 feet, it
led to another lookout point, complete with paved area and stone fence.
We could barely see the other area and couldn't see our car any more.
The place remained deserted and very quiet--we would hear a car long
before it reached the parking lot.

I commented to Beth how great it was. She agreed, but I knew she wasn't
as intrigued by the opportunity to look at a whole valley from above as
I was. She mentioned how deserted the place was. I was still looking
out over the valley and she came up behind me. She hugged me around the
middle of my body, pressing her body against mine. I was standing about
a foot from the railing, leaning on it just a little with my hands. She
just stood there, hugging me. I felt the side of her head against my
back.

One of her hands slid down and cupped my cock! This wasn't like Beth. I
almost said something, but just stood there. Her hand started rubbing
and working. I couldn't believe it. Her other arm was still tight
around my body. Then both of her hands were down at my cock and
unzipping my zipper. This was *definitely* not like Beth! Her fingers
found my cock and pulled it out. Then with one hand pressed to my
pants, the other hand started stroking my cock. It was already
enlarging--now it started to get hard. She just stroked on and on,
slowly.

I wondered about Beth. She really wasn't in to playing with my cock as
far as I knew. And she *certainly* didn't start things like this! She
continued to stroke. Then her fingers left my cock and I felt her
unbuckling my belt! We were still both completely silent. She had my
belt open and opened my pants. She took hold of my cock again while she
pulled my pants down with her other hand and left them bunched around
my ankles. Then she stretched my briefs to get my cock back through the
slit and pushed them down with my pants!

Then she stroked again, slowly. She alternated that with softly running
her fingers around, barely touching it. She spent time on the underside
of the head. Also, as she stroked with one hand, her other hand
caressed my body around my cock, sometimes doing my balls for a while.

Then while she was stroking my cock with one hand, but very softly, her
other hand slid around my hip to my ass. She squeezed one cheek and
then the other, then her fingers slid into my crack running up and down
and finally resting on my rear hole. I was breathing harder and on the
verge. She must have sensed it--she stopped stroking my cock and ran
her hand over my balls and around my crotch again. But her other hand
still rested one finger right on my rear hole. She wiggled it slightly
and started pressing. I felt the tip of her finger enter! It withdrew
again and her hand was on my cock again, stroking. Her finger pressed
in my rear again and she stroked harder!

There was no stopping it, I was too far gone. I came, just as I felt
her finger slide right in. She slid it back and forth all the time I
was coming. I couldn't believe how much I came.

Then I was done. Her finger had slipped out of my ass and she was
gently caressing my body and my cock with both hands. I just stood
there trying to catch my breath. Then I felt a hard slap on my rear and
she was gone! I turned to see her jogging away, down the path, looking
back at me and grinning. I noted her little shorts and tank top. She
turned, and walking backwards, lifted the top and flashed her breasts
at me and stuck her tongue out at me. Then she giggled and turned and
ran. I shuffled after her, trying to pull up my pants at the same time.
By the time I had them up, she was out of sight.


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