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From: Shon Richards <shonrichards@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "The Wolf Inside" (2/7)  (M/F, S/M, Mast)
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Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2009 12:10:07 -0500
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This erotic story was written by me, Shon Richards.  Please do
not reprint on your website, blog, love letters to your lover etc
without asking me first.  I have yet to refuse a reprint but
let's just be polite about it, okay?

You can write to me at shonrichards at yahoo.com.  I will be
delighted to hear your comments.

Find out what I am up to at http://erotiterrorist.blogspot.com/
as well as read my more current work. 


"The Wolf Inside: Part Two"
By Shon Richards

I was exhausted when I got back home.  I mean, sure, I got fucked
silly, but this was a different kind of tired.  It took
everything I had to climb the stairs to my second floor
apartment.  My body was just dragging.  I fell on my couch and
just laid there.  I was breathing hard like I had just ran a
marathon.

And damn, did I have the worse hard-on.  The hottest woman in
Atlanta had raped me and I was ready to go again.  

I was debating what to eat for dinner when I passed out on the
couch.  I hadn't even taken my shoes off yet.  

I woke up around midnight sore as Hell.  My legs and arms were
killing me.  I hadn't hurt this bad since I was dumb enough to
move into my apartment by myself.   Every muscle ached like I had
been lifting washing machines.   

I was sweating almost as much as Eden had been in my car. I
stumbled to the air conditioner and saw that it was 70 degrees in
my place.  What the fuck?  Did I catch the flu from her?

Thinking about the flu made me realize something.  I hadn't worn
a condom.  It never came up and quite frankly, I was too blown
away but what was happening to think about it.  Now I realize how
stupid I was.  Girls you meet on the truck who fuck your brains
out are definitely what we call a high risk situation.  

Fuck it.  I was too hot and sore to think about it.  I was also
damn horny again.  I took some ibuprofen and stripped off my
clothes.  I hit the lights and fell on top of my bed.  

I dreamed of sex.  

I dreamed of my downstairs neighbor.  I didn't know her name but
I had seen her a hundred times walking her Great Dane.  That dog
always barked at me as if he knew I was checking out his owner. 
I couldn't help it; she had beautiful long curly black hair that
fell halfway down her back like a satin sheet.  

In my dream, the dog was sitting on the floor whimpering as I
fucked his owner.  She was on all fours as I pulled her hair back
with my hands.  Her ass would shake with every pounding thrust I
gave her.  

I made her pant.  I made her whimper.  At one point I even made
her bark.

She did it all.  She did everything I made her do and she did it
with a smile on her face.  She was happy to be my bitch.

I awoke in my bed.  My underwear was sticky with my emissions.  I
had came in my sleep like some fucking teenager.  

I stumbled to the bathroom to clean myself off.  Damn, I had
never seen so much semen.  I kept cussing as I kept wiping
myself.  It was easier to focus on the mess than it was on the
horrible dream I had.  Why was I dreaming about humiliating
someone during sex?

My skin burned.  My muscles were still on fire.  I should have
taken more medicine but I was too exhausted to think.  I went
back to my bed and collapsed again.

I dreamed of the apartment manager, Tera.  She was a big blonde
woman with even bigger tits.  I picked this complex to live
partially because I had fantasies of one day asking her out. 
Instead I ended up masturbating to thoughts of her for a month
until I meet my ex-girlfriend.       

In my dream there was no shy masturbating.  I dreamed of walking
into Tera's office and demanding a blowjob.  She was shocked. 
She was offended.  She was completely turned on.

I forced her to her knees and tore off her blouse.  Light blue
veins ran through her immense white flesh.  Her breasts were
putty in my hand as I fed her my cock.  I squeezed her tits and
twisted her nipples until she sucked me just the way I wanted.  

Tera masturbated as I fucked her mouth.  I ordered her to do it
and she gladly accepted.  When she climaxed I could feel her
mouth vibrate on my cock.

I awoke again to another mess in my underwear.  My body was
feeling worse.  I couldn't find the will to sit up.  I just laid
there and wondered what the fuck was going.

My cock was still hard.

The sun was out and I dimly realized I was late for work.  I
didn't care.  It occurred to me that I should see a doctor but I
fell back asleep before I could make a decision.

I dreamed about a black woman.  I didn't know her, but I
recognized the apartment she was in was in my same building.  She
was inviting me into her place while she stripped off her
clothes.

She told me she wanted to be dominated.  She told me how her
husband thought she was perverted.  She told me about the porn
she read and the books she hid with her vibrator.  She begged me
to do something about it.

In my dream I was angry.  I was not somebody's gigolo.  I wasn't
here to make her dreams come true.  I was here to take.  I was
here to fuck.  

I slapped her.  It made her smile.

I pinned down to the floor.  It made her moan.

I fucked her.  One hand was on her throat and other hand was
grabbing a brown breast as I pumped her.  She lifted her hips to
my thrusts and bared her neck to my grip.  She wanted it.  I gave
it to her but I also took it from her.  

This time, the phone woke me up.  It was mid afternoon.  My cock
was painfully hard and I was pissed that I hadn't climaxed.  My
body still hurt but my anger motivated me to get the phone.

"Dylan," an icy female voice said.  It was my boss, Lisa.  "Where
are you?  Do you have any idea what time it is?"

I should have been apologetic.  Paul got fired last year for not
calling in sick and I had done the same stupid thing.  I should
have begged forgiveness.  

"Listen," I said with a snarl.  "I am sick.  I feel like shit and
I am mot coming in to work.  Deal with it and leave me alone!"

I slammed the phone down.  My cock was still hard and sticky from
the last load I shot into my underwear.  The room smelled of
sweat and come.  I had missed dinner, breakfast and now lunch.  I
wasn't hungry, I was just horny.

I started to jack off.  No lotion or tissues, it was just me and
my hand.  I couldn't wait long enough to do anything but grab my
cock.  

I hadn't been this horny in years.  I couldn't focus on any one
thing.  I thought about fucking Tera's breasts.  I thought about
fucking my downstairs neighbor from behind.  I thought about
fucking my boss in the ass.  

I climaxed again.  The orgasm felt great but there was no release
of tension.  I wanted more.  I needed more.  I needed to thrust
my cock into a woman and feel her take me.  

I fell asleep with my cock still in my hand.  

I dreamed of sex.  

To be continued,

If you enjoyed this story please drop me a line at shonrichards
at yahoo.com.
Or visit my blog at http://erotiterrorist.blogspot.com/


      




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