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Subject: {ASSM} "Temptress" -- Uther -- MF wl
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resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.



Temptress
by Uther Pendragon
nogardneprethu@gmail.com

MF wl


"I don't know, Julia," Teri confessed. "Two months back, Chuck and I
used to spend hours making out in his car, and he complained about
having to get me back to the dorm. Last night, it couldn't have been
more than five minutes between his first kiss and his first snore. Wham,
bam, thank you ma'am. But he sort of forgot the 'thank you.'" She knew
better than to confide this sort of problem, but Julia had called when her
frustration was peaking.

"John used to be like that."

"How'd you change him? I'm thinking of declaring a boycott until he
shows more patience."

"I don't recommend that, Teri. My allies were John's prostate and his
ego."

"Huh?"

"Simple. A man can only come so many times. You get on a roll, and
you can come a dozen times. He can't. That's the prostate. Given the
choice between spending time in foreplay and admitting that he can't get
it up, a man will spend all night in foreplay. That's his ego."

"I should ask for foreplay?"

"You should offer him some. Teri, how many times has Chuck turned
you down?"

"You have a point." And closing the phone, Teri started plotting.

. . .

"If I'd known you could cook like this, I'd have proposed sooner."
Chuck was getting the last bits of food from his plate.

"Maybe the dessert will make you wish you had."

"What's for dessert?"

"Me." She took the plates over to the sink. Obviously interested,
Chuck brought the rest of the dishes while she was loading the
dishwasher. "Go wash your hands; I've got things to do first."
Obediently, he went into the bathroom while she washed hers in the
sink. She was in the bedroom when he came out. When he began to
kiss her, she started unbuttoning his shirt. She accepted his removal of
her blouse but stopped his reach for her bra.

"Nope. One piece of clothing at a time, and I go first." He accepted
that, but he got ahead of her when he removed her pantyhose between
her removing his left sock and his right one. Before reaching for her
panties, he gave her a prolonged kiss. "Mmm. You were always a great
kisser." He responded with a trail of kisses down her throat and breast
to her navel before he actually began removing the panties. When they
were around her ankles, he was kissing her mound.

She had wanted foreplay, and was perfectly willing to reciprocate. He
was pointing out-but-down when she stripped off his boxers. She
kissed the base of his cock before climbing into bed. It twitched at the
attention but didn't grow fully stiff. In bed, she and Chuck shared a kiss.
His hands stroked her arms and shoulders before getting to her breasts.
Once there, however, the touch was wonderful. She rewarded his
attention to her nipples with attention to his tongue.

When he broke the kiss, it was to kiss down to her breast. His lips on
her nipple were even better than his finger had been. When his hand
went down between her legs, she raised and spread them. Soon he
parted her labia. She clasped his head to her breast.

"Yes, honey. Yes, Chuck." she sighed when he first touched her clit.
"Oh, your touch is so hot." It was hot, too, especially with that
encouragement. When his attention to her right breast started to make it
sore, she didn't complain. Instead, she used both hands to move his
head over to her left breast. As his own idea, without any prompting,
Chuck thrust his fingers into her.

"Oh!" she said. "You're so possessive." He got her G-spot, too. She
was nearly there, but she didn't go over until he pulled the fingers out
and returned to her clit. She reached down to hold his hand there.
"Yes," she said. "Yes... yesss." She felt the fire ignite in her belly,
throb
there. She soared, climbing higher while his fingers stayed with her. She
broke through the clouds into the sunlight before she dropped and the
fire left her.

When she relaxed, he moved his hand from her mound to her left hip.
He moved back in the bed, but kept kissing her right shoulder and
upper arm. Then her strength came back.

"Lie flat," she said. He did. A brief glance told her that his prick looked
semi-hard. Fine! She rolled over and gave him a kiss. This time, her
tongue entered his mouth. She broke that to kiss his face to his ear and
his neck to his chest. She licked his nipples in a way that he might copy.
As she started kissing down his body, he stiffened. Even his cock was
stiffer, but she kept going. "Aren't you glad I went on the Pill before our
wedding?"

"Yeah." He didn't sound certain. He'd probably agree that the sun rose
in the west with her mouth this close to his prick.

"I would <b>never</b> have kissed one of those rubber things." Then
she did peck a kiss right on the head of his cock. She followed that up
by taking most of it into her open mouth. When it hit the back of her
throat, she drew back. With the shaft out of her mouth, she swabbed
the entire head with her tongue. Her hand felt how hard the shaft had
grown. She dropped back on the bed. She was ready to guide him with
her hand, but he already had the idea.

"So firm," she said just as though that firmness was his doing, "so full."
He drew almost all the way out to bend and kiss her nipples, then
drove in again. "Oh yes!"

"You're so warm," he said, "so tight." He was taking long, reasonably
slow, strokes. She brought her left hand down to rest on his ass, then
his thigh. Holding his thigh lightly, she moved one finger up until it
rested
between his balls and his asshole. She was distracted by the warmth
rising in her. She was going to get another if he kept going long enough.
It was close. He clutched her left breast with one hand.

It was there! She felt the warmth spread from her cunt through her
entire body. She pushed up into his strokes to get it all. She soared
again, burning all over. When she fell, he was still moving above her and
stroking through her. She pressed with the finger she'd placed so
carefully.

"Teri!" He drove into her and shook. When he collapsed onto her, she
held him for a moment. Then she pushed him off sideways. She'd had
two orgasms tonight. They'd each had two in the last two days. Well,
Julia's tactics had worked. She figured that she and Chuck were even.

"Darling!" he said with still-ragged breath, "You're so sexy, and so
good to me. You're right. This was even better than dinner." She
thought they were even; he thought she'd done him a great favor.
Maybe, the temptress role had its advantages. She'd have to try again
tomorrow.

The end
Temptress
Uther Pendragon
nogardneprethu@gmail.com
2010/11/18


Another story of another couple at another stage in their marriage:
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"Resumption - F"

The index to almost all my stories:
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