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From: Uther Pendragon <nogardneprethu@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "One for the Road" (Uther) -- MF wl
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Date: Thu, 11 Feb 2010 21:10:11 -0500
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figures in the background, are figments of my imagination. Any
resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.


One for the Road
Uther Pendragon
nogardnePrethU@gmail.com
MF wl stroke


[dawn]

Anne hit her alarm immediately and went into the bathroom to prepare.
Even so, Ralph was awake when she got back.

"You didn't have to. . . ." Ralph said, but he went into the bathroom after
her. He shaved before  returning. "I love you," he said climbing into bed.
And it wasn't only the sex, although he had to admit that the sex was a
very good reason for loving her.

"And I love you. I wouldn't wake up at this time for any other reason.
Not even if it were my trip." When he kissed her, she returned the kiss.
She unbuttoned his pajamas while he stroked her. He knew her so well!
As her hands went down his pajama front, his went from the sides of her
breasts to the areolae without quite touching the nipples. These had their
first touch not with fingers, or even lips; it was lick from his tongue.

"Ooh."

"Lovely woman. Delicious woman." He rolled back to remove the
pajamas, including the bottoms. When he returned, it was to kiss her
mouth again. His hand stroked down across her marvelous waist
towards her mound. Her mouth tasted minty, still; but the bottom of her
tongue had its own special sweetness when he licked it. He tickled the
insides of her thighs, teasing her -- and himself -- by approaching nearer
and nearer to her labia without touching them.

"Time's. . ," she said. She didn't want to finish ". . . running out," but
it
was.

"Yeah. Quickie." Ralph stroked her labia. While he petted them, he
kissed a quick path down her throat to her other breast. He managed to
tweak her clit a second before he sucked her nipple. She stiffened
against him.

Anne thought he was really going for it. She would cheerfully send him
off satisfied and on time and take care of herself later. But Ralph was
taking care of her, if not using his patented hour-long pleasure tour.
Well, she'd not set her alarm an hour early; this was for him. And, under
his finger and mouth, she was feeling excited.

Ralph could feel that Anne was juicing up nicely. She didn't have to do
this, but she always sent him off with a bang. The least that he could do
was see that it was a mutual bang. He switched breasts again; this one
was easier to reach, anyway. He stroked a finger deep inside, rubbing
her G-spot. Then, he returned to her clit. His cock was awake now,
lying heavy on his thigh and thickening. He shouldn't think of himself; he
should concentrate on bringing Anne along.

Anne was feeling hot. Ralph's finger and tongue were striking sparks in
her. Those sparks were  concentrating in her breasts and cunt, but their
warmth spread everywhere. She was almost ready for him. Then, as his
finger probed her G-spot again, she was ready. She reached between
his legs. She was, in fact, readier than he was. But that didn't last long,;
he was hardening in her hand.

Ralph felt her grasp him. Between the warm contact of her hand and the
knowledge that she wanted him, his erection was immediately
completed. He got up on his knees and moved between Anne's legs.
Her hand left his cock to cradle his balls.

"Safe?" he asked perfunctorily. She would have taken care of that in the
bathroom earlier.

"Safe," she affirmed, "and eager." She wanted him in her. This may have
started as something for him; but now she needed completion, needed
his actions, needed him! And she got him.

Ralph spread her outer lips with his fingers. He let the tip of his cock
spread the inner ones. He felt himself slip into her outer vestibule. Then
he drove straight forward.

Anne was filled, occupied, almost attacked. She was certainly
conquered. Her so-far gentle lover had turned once again into a male
force. She clasped his butt with her hands and his essence with more
private muscles. She held on for the ride.

Pressed deep within her, Ralph shifted his arms so each hand could hold
a breast. He rested his upper body on his elbows. The lower body was
what really mattered. That rested on his knees except when he really
pushed in; then he rose up on his toes. He shook his loins from side to
side before pulling almost all the way out, Pausing there for a second, he
drove in again. Soon, he was driving in and out in an increasingly rapid
rhythm.

"Anne," he called. "Fuck!"

"Yes," she responded. She was almost there. Two more strokes and she
felt it hit. "Unnh!"

Ralph couldn't have stopped now had the bed caught fire. He stroked
faster and faster through the clutching of Anne's cunt. Then he drove
forward more violently than before. He did stop, pushed as deep as he
could go. His seed, his life, his very self pumped out of him. He teetered
on the mattress on elbows and toes Then he collapsed.

Anne held him as they panted in time with each other.

Their breath slowed and they relaxed in bliss. They were almost asleep
when his alarm went off.

Ralph used the bathroom to clean himself off and use the facilities. He
returned to dress in a hurry. He grabbed the suitcase and rushed
downstairs. The cab wouldn't wait if he weren't ready for it. He, on the
other hand, had to wait. He was about to call the cab company on his
cell when he saw the familiar yellow shape turn the corner two blocks
down.

Anne watched through the window until the cab came, seven minutes
late after all Ralph's worry. When she went back to the rumpled bed,
she brought his discarded pajamas with her. She drifted back to sleep
sniffing Ralph's distinctive scent from them.

Ralph said "O'Hare -- American gate." Then he settled back and closed
his eyes. He'd be remembering this morning for the rest of the trip.

The end.

One for the Road
Uther Pendragon
nogardnePrethU@gmail.com
2010/02/11

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