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Subject: First, Open ended Romance(mfF, rom, light bond)
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by Kenny & collaborator (copy. 1998)
Warning: This fictitious story is decidedly NOT politically correct and
is
intended for mature readers only. If sexual content bothers your sense
of good and right, please feel free to skip this story and or drop dead.
Background: My (our) first posting to A.S.S.M. was whipped up in a
frenzied afternoon with my (I'll call her) significant other. She
picked
the scene and sent me that, I added and sent back. What you see is a
dynamic story without sharing any pre established plot. We hope you
enjoy it. Feel free to send feedback (no religous, repent or else
stuff)
to: helicopter_ken@hotmail.com.
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Last chance to skip the 'nasty and evil stort....
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We had all had a wonderful day at the beach. The three of us laid out
in the sun and played in the water until we were a bit more burned than
we had expected. No one cared, it was fun. The water was warm as it
lapped up on the sandy shore. We had brought a picnic lunch of wine,
cheese, bread and strawberries. The day was perfect.
We clambered into the house, hands full of the paraphernalia from the
day. Betsy went into the guest room and I went into our room and
jumped into the shower. While I was soaping up, you walked in and
asked if I wanted company. Sure! The shower had been made for us...
double wide with a head on each end. Neither one of us had to be with-
out the warm water washing over our bodies.
You grabbed the soap and started washing my back. Your hands wandered
to my breasts and began messaging my nipples as only you can do. I re-
acted immediately.
I turned around and gently took the soap from you and began to lather
up your chest and groin. My hands lingered seductively around your limp
member. As the lather began to build within your hairy mound, I could
feel the reaction that I so desired.
I dropped to my knees and gently kissed your stomach. I lingered too
long around your base and allowed my tongue to stray to your thigh area
and back up to your balls.
Your moaning gave me great pleasure. I knew what you wanted. So
slowly,
I engulfed your hardness in my mouth and began to suck you. Very slowly
bringing you in and out of my mouth, not letting the tip exit from my
mouth. You were ready.
As the intensity increases for you, you began to thrust yourself into my
mouth. Deeply into my throat. With the intensity of a gun, you cum in
my mouth and shoot down my throat. time and time again. You collapse
with exhaustion.
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But you weren't done. The sun had made us all a bit pinkie and as I
slid to the floor, taking you with me, you don't stop, even though I was
deflated.
As I lay there panting, your mouth had never leaves my member. Your
warm tongue giving me a vacuum grip that is wonderfully severe kept my
totally attention. Slowly bobbing your head up and down my soft but
responding member, you shift your body and straddle my face with your
tanned thighs. I love the view of your neatly trimmed mons (it was bald
last month but we like the 'effort' it takes to keep the little diamond
shape in place above your clit to just short of your pubic hair line)
descend to my face. You spread your knees to get the seated contact you
like best and at the same time my cock rehardens - instantly.
You lower yourself to my waiting tongue, but it's not like you
expect.
My lips are closed. You press hard on my face with your pubes and find
my lips are very firm, pressed together in a kiss. And my nose slides
along the pink and puffy separated lips of your Jade Gate. This is not
what you want. Who's in charge anyway?
The shower is still running and almost all the soap is gone, and that
is important. After a couple of seconds, I quickly, forcefully swipe
my tongue down the rounded part of your mound along the whole length of
your pussy, like a juicy popcicle. GOD, I love the taste of your
juices. As I flash past your clit, I get the moan and shudder I expect
from you. It's a little weird hearing you moan in pleasure with your
mouth full. I repeat my lapping gently and focused more on your inner
lips than anywhere else.
With you 'upside down' on me, I flatten my palms out and slide them
up and down both of your hardened nipples. Slowly, the friction is not
too great, but the flexing I get from your steel-bullets sends shocks
down your body. You convulse and flinch, curling your spine and clamp-
ing your toes tightly. Hhmmmm.....
I am ready again. My balls, which you've been caressing with one hand
and covering with the occasional lick, are tightening again. You stop.
Pull your mouth off me all together. That little seepage of pre-cum
must have been more than enough of a clue. And the grip on my member -
it's almost a vice. Super tight. I know what's going on, you want me
hard but to cool down. We'll see about that...
I take both of your inner lips and suck on them, closing them
together.
The with my nose I push into your opening - all the while, not touching
your unhooded clit. I pull back to look at my handywork. I love your
body and looking at all of it in every way. Your clit seems to scream
at me, from it only partial coverage, that it needs attention.
I give in to my own desires and close my mouth over your love-nub. As
I seal my lips around it, I suck in real hard. You engulf my member to
keep from alarming the neighbors and scream into my crotch. You don't
cum, but all the stages are set for the giant crescendo to occur.
I roll your crinkled nipples in my fingers. This along with pulling
on them send a jolt of pleasurable pain that you've not felt very
often and bury your face harder and deeper into my crotch. I didn't
know you could take me so deep in your mouth. I suck on your clit
while I strafe it with the tip of my tongue. Touching, flipping, then
crushing it in my mouth (no teeth). These gyrations of your nerve
center are too much. You've been building to this for a while.
The wave is no secret. Your toes are curled so hard, they are start-
ing to charlie-horse. The spasm of pleasure that hits your nerves like
a tsunami and crashed over your whole body. You tremble and shake.
You scream initially, but as you flash your head back and straighten
your spine, all you can do is ride out the waves of pleasure.
Your eyes are slammed shut, your body is covered with goose-bumps.
Your nipples have shut off. The sensation is so intense that you don't
feel your nipples. The shift in your posture has had another not un-
welcome side effect. All your weight had shifted to push your clit,
that overcharged center of your entire being even farther into my mouth.
The result is I need to breathe, because your pub-bone has closed my
nose. As I open my mouth to gasp for breath, your breathing has stopped
as well. and you are being taken to a second level of orgasmic heights
as the cold air I gulp blasts past your clit. This is too much. It's
so intense, so focused that almost hurts and you let out another
exclamation of surprise and shock into the shower stall. As the echo
dies, you drop. Dead to the world, functionally.
The water still falls on us, almost all the hot is gone. Your head
had landed on my thigh and I wonder, do I feel tears? Your Jade Gate is
so deeply pink in colour, my first thought is I've injured you some how,
but I know better. You are shaking, from uncurling toes to shoulders in
the distance. I wrap my arms around your waist, as best I can and
stroke
your back up and down. Your breathing steadies and I hear that lovely,
'mmmmmmm' of contentment that is your trademark.
I know your clit is still on fire and it will be PAINFUL to direct
much attention to her, but I curl my arms around your thighs and stroke
the cleft between your fanny and approach your opening, which is actual-
ly pulsating in front of my face with my index and middle finger.
As I start to touch the softness that will lead me to enter you with
my finger (or two) the door opens and Betsy's voice comes to us with,
"Hey don't take all.... Oh my..."
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"Is there anything that I can do?" she asks. I am a bit taken aback by
this question and am about to shoot to my feet but my legs buckle under
me. At this moment, you say "sure, grab the towels". Betsey takes two
towels off of the warmer and hands them to us as we lumber out of the
shower.
You are semi hard at this point and Betsey is staring longingly at you.
Your eyes meet and she takes this as approval. With towels draped
loosely
around us, You take Betsey and my hands and lead us to the bed. I
collapse on the bed while you slowly remove the sundress from Betsey's
body. To your surprise, she is naked underneath.
She pushes you onto the bed next to me and goes to the nightstand
to look for something. She finds a rope. Grabbing your arms and
raising
them up over your head, she handcuffs you to the bed. A scene this bed
has seen sooo many times.
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My hands are quite secure and not too tight, but I'm not going away -
this woman is good with restraints. As she stands from the side of the
bed, my member starts to point upward on it's own accord.
She says, "There, that'll keep you around." as she moves to your side
of the bed. She gets there and bends at the waist and kisses you
between
the shoulder blades. One hand slowly strokes my thigh. I am steel now.
A cat couldn't scratch my member.
She rolls you over on to your back, I notice your eyes are closed.
She
kisses you gently on the lips and whispers, "This is going to be fun."
You murmur some protest, being fairly tender and languid, but she is
so gentle that you don't stop her.
She then notices your Jade Gate fur, or rather, how most of it is
gone. "Oh, I like that. We're gonna do that to me today."
She then lays over you as she reclines, pressing your slightly
sunburnt
bodies together and kisses you a little more fiercely. You are still
too tired to respond like you might to me, but this person has stirred
you a tiny bit.
She slides across you to more between us. I notice, as I strain my
neck to see as much of the two most beautiful women I've every played
with interact. This seems not so much as sex, but as the expression of
affection, love.
As you both at on your backs, next to each other, still kissing little
pecks with her being the instigator, she's running her fingers very
light-
ly up and down your pub-fur patch and with the other hand, she has taken
one of those super long fake nails and dragging it up and down my
cock. From the little exit point to the base by my balls. Very
purpose-
fully, firmly, almost hard and painful. My member twitches as she does
this. Even with the gap in time, I'm close.
I groan a couple of times. My neck is killing me - I have to drop my
head. AND I'M GONNA MISS SOMETHING.
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Betsey looks at you and tells you to lie still. You obey her and turn
your head towards us to watch. At that moment she brings her mouth to
my breasts and begins licking my erect nipples while continuing to
stroke
your hardness.
Her wet, warm mouth moved down my body to the top of my pussy. Slowly,
she licks my inner thigh and lingers around my clit, being extra careful
not to touch it. She wants the excitement to grow.
Betsey sees you straining to see all that you can and decides to turn to
position her love patch just out of reach of your tongue. You are
driven
wild by the odor that exhudes from her and the fluids that are now drip-
ping down her crack. Every once in a while, she will drop herself close
enough for you to get your lips wet with her juices.
She does not allow you to lick. She tells you not to lick. You are not
allowed.
You feel like you are going to explode in orgasm while you watch Betsey
go to work on me.
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And work on you she does.
Her musky scent is heady. More earthy than your sweetness, I find the
contrast welcome, I'll never confuse the two of you. She's keeping a
fine balance with her love patch near my face, one hand still urgently
stroking me and her other hand caressing your breasts and skin as if it
were ultra-sheer rice paper, super fragile.
Her lapping noises are a distraction. You must be extremely wet. I
hear small little 'eeps' out of you as she moves her face around all the
little places of your Jade gate. Nothing as hard or direct as the
shower,
these are tender, timid, hyper-loving contacts. With her hair all over
the place, it's hard to see.
The real problem seeing is her pussy is guarding my face. As she
wriggles off your side, her muff is open to me. I can see the effect
you are having on her. her inner lips change colour, from a normal,
fleshy pink to a deep rose. Her lips part without being touched and
drops of her dew form on the outer ridges of them. After a while, I
really pull, it hurts my one shoulder, but I get my mouth where I can
touch her lips and remove drops of her juice on my tongue. The first
time, she jumps, I was a surprise. I think that was a mistake.
She's been kissing the insides of your thighs, from above the knees to
the top of your pussy fur, but spending mot of her time, drinking your
fluid and nibbling on your inner lips. The have become more than just
rosy, they have pushed themselves away from your labia-major, like
usual. Your inner Jade Gate lips don’t just get puffy, they expand and
grow to appreciate what your body wants to happen to them.
Your eyes are still closed and your breathing is ragged - as opposed
to the deep, gentle respiration that was how you started. You've
crossed your ankles and pulled your legs apart, to allow Betsey the best
access to your pleasure center. She dips her head between your thighs
and you arch your back and gasp loudly.
With her pussy doing the captivating, dance of pulsation three inches
from in front of my face, I am slowly being able to focus only on that
sight. Her fur is extensive, from beyond her pucker-ring along her
cleft almost covering her Jade Gate, except for her inner lips, that are
screaming at me, "Nyah, Nyah, you can't have me - I'm for Her..."
She has almost ignored me, and that's OK, I need a rest, or I was
going
to explode. I don't come without stimulation very often - the movie we
went to was a mess - but you thought it was great (and funny).
She shifts her weight and stretches a leg over my head and squats back
on my face. The whole world goes away for me. My whole essence is to
work on this marvelous pliable wondrous form of fleshy engineering. I
dive in and tongue her juices. I am having trouble getting air. I have
to pace myself or I will have a major issue.
Betsey's hands have freed themselves for exploration of your body.
You
are warming up and your pinkyness is more from building tension than sun
burn. Her hands and arms seem to be everywhere.
She is so tender and gentle. You coo a she attends your body. The
sensations this loving creature is responsible for make you feel secure,
loved and more and more turned on. She can't quite reach your feet with
her squatted over my face, but she has played with your nipples to the
point where they have firmed up. They are standing on platforms of your
areola. Small fleshy lecterns with pointy podiums of excited pink
bullets.
She has been so gentle, that most of your reactions to being touched
and fondled in non-genital areas have turned almost ticklish. But she
likes what she is doing to you. As she settles down farther on my face,
she flinches some that makes her kisses jumpy. With her lips forming a
vacuum seal between your mouths, her tongue enticing your lips and
tongue
to meet and play with hers.
You meet her kisses with growing passion. Your whole body is waking
up
and becoming more demanding. You've flushed your inner lips with enough
juice to fill a cup and she's drunk most of it. The room is filled
with the aroma of sex, well musky juice anyway. Since she is aside your
body, sort of inverted, she kisses your tummy and navel. One of her
breasts finds itself within your lips. You gently close your lips on
her hardened nipple. This is a special feeling. Twirling your tongue
around her flesh bullet. it hardens, but nowhere near as hard as yours
get, at least you don't think as hard. Her breasts have a dry taste to
them too. Not unpleasant, but her nipples, like yours, give off that
pre-lube secretion that isn't really wet, but allows more sensitivity as
they get played with. You want to tease her. Sucking on and rubbing
your tongue hard against her bullet, you nip it with your teeth. Just
the very, very tippy end and the closure of your teeth sends a jolt
through her nerves, causing her to arch her back and pull her breasts
away for a bit. You leave the one breast, but because of her position,
you have to almost pull her other one to your mouth. Just as you get a
good sucking action going on her other breast, you make out my mumbl-
ings and slurping under her. The closeness of her body and the sun and
saltiness that she was never able to wash off starts to invade your
nose. That's a wonderful scent, if the right amount of musky, pussy-
juice is tossed in.
She stops spending so much time on your tummy and pubes and kissed her
way back up your body. Her left hand takes your breast as she kissed
your collar and snuggles into your neck, licking up your ear and jaw
line, heading for another kiss. Her right hand has cupped your left
breast for a second but is traveling down your side, counting ribs and
just playing. As she settles her mouth onto yours, you yell,
'YAHhmgfgh.'
The rush! The jolt of pleasurable surprise.
She's slid two or three fingers into you. Not just jammed in, but
she started with her free hand at the top of your mons, sliding her had
over the roundness of your pube bone. Unlike before where she explored
the cleft of your fanny and avoided any but external and soft
exploration of your Jade Gate, this time, as she dives into you with her
fingers, she drags her hand across your clit. The unexpected jab is
like a knife on one level, this may be too soon, but on a deeper, more
needy level, your system tells you "what took so long." You shiver as
your body is suddenly cold. Your nipples are electrified and her fing-
ernails have teased and enticed your distended nipple to heights you
can't imagine. She almost pinches your nipple as she pulls it away from
your breast. That hurts-that's wonderful-that hurts fills your nipples
mind - and it's taking more of your attention.
Her fingers have curled inside you and are caressing spots inside that
you thought didn't work. THEY DO! Her kneading your insides is elect-
rifying. Your clit lunges out from under its little hood. Engorged
and so demanding that her palm can't help but send your nerves into
overdrive. She internal stroking also caused you to throw your legs
apart. One over me and the other almost to the floor - kinda like the
splits. An involuntary attempt to get more of her actions in touch
with your body.
As you loudly express your pleasured surprise, she moans into your
mouth in return. She breaks the embrace and arcs her back and throws
her head in the air and screams, "OH GOD..." and seems to stop breath-
ing. Frozen in mid-shout...
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...she begins to writhe in orgasm. Your work on her pussy has certainly
done it deed. She pressed harder into your face. Your tongue is work-
ing like lightning on her clit and you bite it hard in between slurps.
Your nose is inside her and you are having trouble breathing. She
shudders above you and her juices flow out and into your waiting mouth.
Her work on me has subsided for the moment and I decide to turn and join
in on your work. I gather her right breast in my mouth and work hard on
the nubs that are calling me. I roughly kneed the left one as she cums
in complete orgasmic pleasure.
She falls onto the bed and slowly recovers from the pain/pleasure. We
are all tired. The thrill of it all has been a bit overwhelming. We
become intertwined in each others arms and legs and rest for a moment.
You ask if the handcuffs can be released and both Betsey and I say "no".
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"No...? This isn't fair! I need to cum too..." I whine. Flopping
my head back onto the pillow under me.
Betsey coolly replies, "Eventually..." and she kisses the top of your
head as you purr in contentment. The sheen of glistening bodies next
to me in quite intoxicating. My member can't make up it's mind, whether
to get hard or go soft in 'ignored desperation'.
One thing I can do is lick my lips. There is so much juice on my
face,
that is like I dipped it in the pool. Not just my nose, but my cheeks
and chin and nose and forehead are covered in her fluid. I try like the
five-year-old I feel like, to lick up as much of her evidence as I can.
I'm noisily doing it too, sort of a pouting thing. If you won't enter-
tain me, then I'll entertain myself.
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After a short nap for all, I wake up and walk into the bathroom. I
gather the needed items and return to the scene. You have woken up and
I gently rub and kiss your wrists where the cuffs are straining your
arms. We kiss. Long and deep. I lay my body on yours and feel you
come alive again. Slowly, I creep down your neck and shoulders with
long wet kisses, lingering at your collar bone. You moan with pleasure.
My hands grasp you and feel the hardness come to life. You are begging
me to release you. No. You are not to have an orgasm yet! You need to
be "tortured" some more.
Betsey wake up and see that the enjoyment has begun again. I tell her
to
lay back and enjoy what I have in store for her. I get the items from
the bathroom and lay them on the bed. Shaving cream, baby oil, razor
and a towel. She squeals with delight. She has never been shaved and
is very excited at the thought.
I start by pouring the warm oil over the entire mound and rubbing gently
at first then with some vigor to attain the beginning signs of wetness
seeping from her folds. The saving cream is gently applied to the
entire area. I take the razor and begin my deed. Slowly I shave every
inch of her mound. I pay close attention to her lips and have her
spread her legs extra wide to get the entire area as clean as I can.
Using my left hand, I hold the skin to one side while pushing my index
finger inside her to heighten the experience for her. She is moaning
and appears to be close to cumming again.
I gently splash warm, almost hot water on her shaven pussy and hear her
squeal with delight. I then towel dry the entire masterpiece. Looking
at what I have done makes me tingle and shiver so hard, I almost fall
off of the bed.
You have been watching the whole thing very intently and are now getting
a bit irritated about being left out.
Betsy reaches out to me and kisses me hard on the mouth. A long deep
kiss that drives you wild.
We break and move over to you.
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In all the stuff that you've done to each other, I've broken to a
sweat. I'm chilled. The look that she gives you is much more than
that of a friend. You have captivated Betsey's mind. No surprise, you
captivated me a long time ago.
Your nipples are hard. Not the super-steel, crinkled - almost pain,
hard, but definitely excited and since you've not much (any?) experience
shaving a woman, I am envious of what I think you are feeling.
Her nipples are crinkled. She actually drips a couple of drops of her
juice as the two of you start to shift around. I notice lots of stuff
all at once. Her nether-lips have grown, expanded where her inner lips
no longer are hidden by her outer lips. It's like her pussy has yelled
to the world, "I'm here and need to be taken care of". The same loud
announcement that your Jade gate makes every time we do the pussy style
or trim/shave to you.
-
Betsy starts at your feet and I start at you head. Moving every so
slowly up and down you sweating body. I linger around your neck and
ears. Licking, stroking and probing. Betsy has been stuck on your
feet. In and out of each toe crevasse making sure her tongue does not
miss one part.
I work my way down to your chest. Firm and strong. I touch your
nipples and get a reaction that tells me to continue. I suckle each one
and lightly touch all around each nub. Betsy has moved up your legs and
is working on your knees and thighs. You legs are slightly parted but
not enough for her to get to your inner thigh. This upsets her. She
roughly spreads your legs and begins to devour your inner thighs, just
below your balls.
I am now at the point your belly button is the center of attention.
Probing it and sucking on it seems to drive you wild.
Betsy and I look at each other and decide that I should take one leg
while she takes the other. We move so each of us are on one side or the
other and continue working on your tummy, inner thigh and all around
your member. You are at full attention and are a purplish blue color
from the intensity of the excitement.
We each grab a leg and bring it out and up as far as we can. You
complain saying it hurts, we don't care. You won't feel a thing soon.
We each begin to lick every part of your purple monster but neither one
engulfs the entire thing in our hot moist mouth. You begin to beg for
release. NO.
I begin kissing your balls and the smooth, tight area underneath them.
Betsy continues to gently lick and then suck on you. It is almost too
much for you to take. Betsy tell you that you cannot climax.
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AURRGGHH!!!! The frustration. I'm not sure about Betsey, but I
KNOW,
that when you TELL me I'm not to cum, I better not cum. The problem is
my self control frequently gets me into trouble. Or lack there of.
I can't do anything with my arms but I struggle some just to check.
I need a distraction. There is nothing in my mind but the feelings you
two are creating in my 'poor tortured soul.'
As Betsey engulfs my enflamed erection, she casually slides down my
length to bury her lips in my pubic hair. While mashing her nose in my
fur, she swirls her tongue around me. This is not as loving as you.
This is more of her playing with a toy. The difference is making me
crazy. I feel my balls start to tighten. I HAVE to stop my release.
She can sense this and giggles into my cock as she slowly started to
slide
her mouth back up my length.
You are nestled in a sort of curled posture between my legs, licking
and kissing my thighs and sucking on my sack, pulling me into your mouth
and swirling your tongue around my equipment. This combination is so
far
beyond wonderful I'm dumbfounded. And I'm coming closer to cumming.
I throw open my legs even more. I've opened my self up so much, I'm
trying to cause a charlie horse in my hip - which is the only was way I
could stop myself.
Jeez this is turning into a long day.
THE END....
(Get real....)
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