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The Great American Erotic Novel

Ron and Samantha had been happily married for 28 years.  Not that
everything had been blissful, far from it.  There had been
difficult times along with the good, but they had presented a
united face to all their problems making the solutions somehow
more easily achieved.  They were both impossibly in love with one
another, secure in their faith in one another as individuals and
in themselves as a couple.

Sam was a professional, a physician, who prided herself on her
empathy with her patients and her ability to ferret out both
their physical and/or emotional problems - most of the time to a
successful outcome.  There were times when nothing she could do
could reverse the ravages of a cancer or mend the damage an auto
accident caused, but, by and large, she was well thought of in
the Bay Area professional community.  She had been described as
"a handsome woman" and her beauty contained both elegance and an
ethereal quality that complimented her sharp analytical abilities
to the point that most men, on first acquaintance, were
intimidated.  While some remained in awe, most were quickly won
over by the genuine affection she displayed for all of her
friends and most of her acquaintances.  It was a surprise to a
good number that her sophisticated demeanor could easily give way
to an earthiness and openness that put most people immediately at
ease.

She was considered to be a tall woman at 5' 11", but her height
merely lent credence to an elegance not understated in the least.
 Legs that turned many a man's eye as she passed carried her
height gracefully.  Her calves, supple and strong while not
appearing muscular, lead upward to satin thighs that could be
soft and yielding or solid and demanding.  This was certainly the
most all but two or three people had ever seen or on which they
had the opportunity to comment.  But Ron knew that Sam was, to
use a phrase from McDonald's, the "full meal deal".  Her thighs
led up to the majestic sweep of her firm but pliant buttocks each
delineated by the dark canyon in whose depths was secreted the
irised opening to her nether chamber.  Her stomach was flat and
firm and highlighted by the beckoning concavity of her navel. 
Above it her breasts were appealingly rounded and separated, the
size of large mangos.  Like mangos, they could be firm or
yielding as mood and or stimulation dictated.  Ron especially
enjoyed sitting behind her with his hands cupping both breasts,
feeling their soft weightiness on his palms as they watched
television in the evening.  Centered within each were fingertip
sized nipples that could rise to any occasion.  Normally, they
lay quiescent, blending into the surrounding areola, and it was
only by noting the darkened indentation that marked its
circumference could one determine their presence.  But when
aroused, they were magnificent. They would swell to rise " above
the areola and take on a harder, more leathery feel while turning
a deep shade of crimson.  The sudden increase in size and the
darkening of color served to set them apart for the rest of the
breast and demand attention.  They were the type of nipples that
upon first glance, it was obvious that if they were lightly
bitten during the moment hovering on the knife-edge of ecstasy
and continuation, the intense sensation produced would easily be
enough to tip the balance.  Indeed, Ron had often brought Sam to
the very point of climax and kept her hovering there while
flicking her nipple lightly with his tongue. Suddenly he would
catch it between his incisors and apply slight pressure while
flicking the very tip and thrusting himself deeply within her. 
Sam's response would be to meet his thrust with her own downward
movement allowing the electricity flow from her nipple to her
clitoris and overwhelm her senses completely.  The paroxysms that
convulsed her would wrench the engorged nipple from between Ron's
teeth and elicit sharp moans of pleasure from Sam as she engulfed
his penis and balls with her pulsating vagina.

Sam and Ron had always considered their sex life to be far from
prosaic.  They both enjoyed oral coupling, both giving and
receiving, they had experimented with light bondage and Sam
sometimes enjoyed being tied up and lightly spanked on her
breasts and clit.  Anal sex, too, became a part of their litany
as Sam knew that Ron enjoyed the roundness of her buttocks
leading into the dark cleft of her ass.  Sam enjoyed watching
Ron's response to the exhibition of her ass.  She would dance for
him and turn, bending over to expose the tightness of her
sphincter.  She would spread her cheeks with both hands while a
probing finger would play with the red rimmed entrance and, as
Ron moaned in anticipation, she would insert a finger while
simultaneously rubbing her clit.  The sensations as both orifices
were filled were sometimes almost overwhelming.  Ron's excitement
fed into her fantasy as she plunged her finger ever deeper into
her nether cavern.  Her whole lower torso would resonate to the
pulsations of her busy fingers working her clit and her ass. 
Sometimes she would remove her finger from her ass and back into
Ron's face, holding her cheeks apart, knowing that he couldn't
resist the nearness of her.  Her irised opening was like a flower
bud, its heady perfume, musty and acrid, would fill his olfactory
sense with, what to him, and seemed to be the smell that defined
woman - a smell that suggested the warmth, wetness and tightness
that encompassed her sexuality.  As she backed into him,
spreading her buttocks even wider, she not only knew, but counted
on, his desire to enfold him in the totality of her sex.  She
would stop, her wide open ass only millimeters from his nose,
waiting for the first hesitant kiss on her buttocks.  She knew
that, just like a junkie is drawn to a bag of heroin or an
alcoholic to a bottle, Ron's questing tongue was drawn to her
anus. She would tease him by pulling away slightly, pistoning her
hips into the fingers massaging her clit, moaning throatily,
gyrating to the growing need within her.  Ron could stand only
seconds of this before he could grab her hips and pull her toward
his waiting mouth.  Sam would grab her buttocks with both hands
and spread them, grinding her tightly stretched asshole into
Ron's waiting mouth.  She would turn around and force his back on
the bed, straddle his head with her ivory thighs and lower her
sex onto his face, rubbing her wet cunt against his mouth and
nose, thrusting forward until her ass was over his mouth and his
tongue inside her.  She would press her ass down on Ron's mouth,
forcing his tongue deep within her and then, reverse the process,
her wet labia circling Ron's lips with a wet, fragrant kiss.  Her
straining clit would rub against his nose and lips sending jolts
of pure ecstasy through her taut body.  She would continue this
motion, literally fucking his face, until either she orgasmed or
could stand no more and Ron plunged his raging dick into her.


TO BE CONTINUED

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