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TTT Archive (Treasure Trove of the Titmouse)
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Please pardon the lengthy header.
BitBard has informed me of several more missing stories from earlier in 1996.
These did
not appear in Celeste's Cumulative Monthly List posted in late July, since
that list
began with March. The additional "missing" stories are from January and
February, 1996.
As before, I'll repost those I have in my archive with a request to others to
try to
locate the remaining ones. My new batch of found stories includes:
Dark Nights I {jash}
Paying the Price {Javahead}
Thanksgiving 1-3 {Tom}
Snowbound {A. Van Peebles}
Hot on the Trail - Who in the World is Celeste802? {Backrub + Tammy Ng}
A Guest of Celeste {Ted}, part 2 of 2 only
Previously reposted:
Bushido {Sachi Mizuno} Excerpt only. Anyone got the rest?
Cleave it to Beaver 1 {MrNatural} Is there more?
Dispensation of Grace 3 {Horangi} Anyone got parts 1-2?
Face of Betrayal {Morpheus' Twin}
Hands On {Deidre Ng}
Meeting Shirley {The Observer}
Open Big {Thomas A Long}
Silent Intruder {Annette}
Tammy's Game {Tammy Ng}
Terri's Dilemma {The Observer}
Tonya Harding, Slave Girl {Your Friendly Author}
STILL MISSING:
(Note: I'm a couple of days behind on reading this newsgroup, so some of these
may have been posted by others.)
Natalie by Daniel Shechori
Carol & Tom by Nom de Plume
A Guest of Celeste by Ted, Part 1
Making a Splash by I Robert
Dispensation of Grace by Horangi, Parts 1,2
Under the Table by DOLFAN353
'D' Is for Driving by Dulcinea (I can't BELIEVE I'm missing a Dulcinea
story!)
Zipless Fuck by Doug
Two final notes:
1. Don't bother asking me to send you stories. I won't. I might make an
exception for FOC'ers (Friends of Celeste).
2. I've included the original headers for historical purposes if I have them.
Many of the addresses are invalid by this date.
Best,
Titmouse
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Subject: Repost By Tom: Thanksgiving, 3/3
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Thanksgiving, Part 3/3 (m/f/m/f, consensual)
by Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)
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This story was originally posted in December, 1996. If you
didn't get a chance to read it then, here it is again. I hope that
you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
NOTE: This story is, of course, for adults only -- so don't
read it if you don't think that you can be mature about it.
Reading and writing these stories should be acts of fantasy,
and I hope that you can keep your notions of real and fantasy
life separate in your mind. I know I can.
Not only have the actions described not occurred in real,
everyday life, they are not likely to occur. The characters are
fictitious and don't resemble people in my life, and most
importantly, they don't practice safe sex.
It would be very helpful for me to hear from those who read
this story. How does it make you feel? Does it help you
masturbate more joyfully? Does it increase your libido? Have
you shared it with other friends or lovers? How could it be
better for you? I promise to answer all respectful, non-abusive
E-mail notes.
Because I have grown children who use the Net, and because
my employer would not enjoy the publicity, I must keep my
identity anonymous. I am a happily married, 50 year old male,
6' 2" and 175 lbs. I keep physically fit and enjoy sex very
much. My wife's real name is not Ann. I would be glad to
share more information if you are interested.
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Thanksgiving, Part 3
Something warm is nuzzling my groin. Something wet and hot engulfs my
cockhead. I pretend to sleep but am instantly aware that Ann is giving me
a wake-up present on this lovely Saturday morning at the beach. I hold her
head gently in my hands as she services me. My usual morning hard-on
fills her mouth.
"Oh, Ann. It feels so good . . . " I mutter in a sleepy voice. My
appreciation stimulates her, and her head moves up and down faster. She
sucks and licks more vigorously. My hips start to buck involuntarily, and a
few seconds later, I come in her mouth. She drains me and squeezes out
the last drops. My orgasm leaves a light sheen of sweat on my chest and
belly, and I lay back limp - my eyes open and my body satiated. The good
things never end!
Ann crawls up to give my lips a morning kiss - a sloppy, wet one this
morning, and I taste myself. She says, "Your cock and balls are so clean
from the hot tub that I wanted to suck you off. Without that pungent male
odor that your crotch usually has, your cum has a slightly different flavor.
I like it."
"Thanks for the kiss and for the morning relief, darling." I reply. "God -
Now I've got to piss like a race horse!" I get up bare-ass to go to the
bathroom and notice Sue and Jerry grinning in the doorway. They have
been watching us the whole time. I blush deeply and grin.
"You guys put on quite a show so early in the morning," Jerry says. "What
else is on the agenda for today?"
"How about a walk on the beach before coffee? The tide is low, and we
can chase sand pipers and look for sand dollars. Then we can have lunch in
Carmel By The Sea and visit some of the shops." That plan is
enthusiastically endorsed by Sue and Ann, and we all begin to throw on
some clothes. We don't need much because there is still no fog, and the
sun is out and warming up the beach already.
Carmel is fun, but expensive. Lunch is pretty fancy for us, but we enjoy it
for a change. Afterward, we split up with Jerry and me looking for men's
stuff. Sue and Ann say that they will cover everything else. Jerry and I
stop for a beer, and Jerry talks a lot about feeling the pressure in his law
firm for billable hours. Working as an attorney is different than he thought
it would be when he was at U. C. Berkeley's School of Law. He would
like to start his own law practice but feels that he hasn't established the
contacts yet.
I tell Jerry about being a reporter and confess that I would really like to be
writing a novel. The grind for "printable" news is relentless, and I have a
very different idea than my editor about what is "printable copy". But I
have two kids to raise, and I need the money. We both promise each other
that we will strive harder to "Do It Now!" and then continue to meander
through Carmel's quaint, picturesque streets.
Jerry ends up buying a Genuine Stetson straw hat for $50, and I settle on a
carving of a mother grey whale with her calf on her back. Ann brings back
a sweater and a book on The Art of Massage that Sue recommended. Sue
has three charcoal sketches of women of different ages. She says that they
caught her eye and remind her of her mother and herself.
Plunking our booty in the trunk of the car, we make tracks back to our
special beach house for our last night together. We want to get there
before sunset and just make it by 5 pm. By the time we get our wine out to
the sand, the sun is already a huge orange orb, and the light is reflecting
pink and purple. There is a breeze, and we get sweaters and hike together
2 or 3 miles down the beach to where the Pajaro River enters the Pacific
just above Moss Landing. The brisk walk in the salt air is refreshing.
# # # #
Back in our snug and now familiar beach house, I light the last DuraFlame
log, and we cluster on the floor by the fireplace. This is a magic piece of
carpet for the four of us after last night. As we relax, we talk about the
day
and then about our feelings for each other. The atmosphere definitely gets
charged when Ann starts talking about how beautiful it was last night
watching Sue's and Jerry's bodies and seeing them make love. Ann
confesses how attracted she is to Sue and how surprised and confused she
is by that attraction.
"It seems so strange to be over 30 years old and thinking about being
intimate with another woman for the first time." Ann admits.
Sue says she feels the same way about Ann and thanks her for the
compliments. Sue leans across my lap to Ann and kisses her gently,
tentatively on the mouth. Ann hesitates for just an instant and then opens
her mouth to receive Sue's tongue. Ann's face is flushed, and I can't tell
whether it is from arousal or embarrassment - or both. Feeling their instant
passion, I slip out from between them and leave the two women to begin to
explore their new world.
Jerry and I are tremendously excited by seeing Ann and Sue pressing their
bodies into one another and disrobing. We begin pleasuring ourselves and
expose our already erect cocks. We stroke ourselves in the manner we
each had developed from long habit and years of masturbatory practice. I
am awed by the full length of Jerry's hard cock and imagine my hand
squeezing him.
Our eyes turn to Ann's breasts because Sue has exposed them to the
firelight, and her mouth clamps fiercely down on the nearest one. Sue acts
like a thirsty suckling at her mother's teat, and Ann moans aloud. "Let's get
these off," Ann mutters, and both women separate for a few seconds and
hurriedly strip off their clothing, including shoes and socks. Our eyes are
riveted on their completely nude bodies.
Ann sucks on Sue's slightly larger breasts until Sue's nipples lengthen and
darken in color with their flat tips - like pencil erasers. Ann doesn't stop
here but proceeds to kiss and lick her way down to Sue's pubic hair. She
nuzzles it and smells Sue's strong, musky odor. Sue opens her thighs to
give Ann better access, and her odor reaches Jerry and me. Ann's tongue is
impatient, and she quickly pushes through Sue's labia and finds her clitoris.
Ann licks circles around it with the tip of her tongue, teasing it, not quite
touching it.
Sue grimaces and shows clenched teeth. She grunts, "Do it to me there,
Ann. I need it now. Suck me off." Sue lays back on the carpet now with
knees up and thighs wide spread. She displays her sex to all of us. Ann
plunges her middle finger into Sue's vagina. Sue is sopping wet. Ann adds
two more fingers and licks Sue's clit as she thrusts. "Where did you learn
this, Ann?" Sue gasps. "It is so good - so wonderful. I love it."
"I'm just doing what I would like you to do to me," Ann mumbles around a
mouthful of Sue's redolent twat. Sue is now pumping her hips against my
wife's face. I am transfixed by the shocking eroticism of the two women.
Jerry and I both are dripping pre-cum by now as we stroke our swollen
cocks. I discard caution and gently reach out and put my hand around
Jerry's long, thin cock. I had held him briefly last night when I guided him
into Sue, but this time was for me, I admit to myself. I am finally stroking
another man's cock from base to tip. Jerry lays back enjoying my caress.
With my thumb, I smear his tears of pre-cum around the head of his
weeping cock. I reach over with my other hand and cup the hairy,
wrinkled thick skin of his scrotum and feel his testicles trapped inside. I
stroke him more rapidly up and down, and he moans that I am doing good.
I start to spit on my hand for lubrication, and then in the instant decide to
take a more direct approach. I lean my mouth toward Jerry's quivering
prick. Sue and Ann turn to watch me suck cock for the first time. I tease
Jerry and them by licking his balls until the scrotum skin tightens and then
the base of his cock. Then I lick up and down the shaft and all around the
head. I touch the tip of his cock with the tip of my tongue, tasting him.
"Suck me, please suck me now," Jerry murmured impatiently. This is it! I
swallow the first six inches of Jerry's cock, and it hits the back of my
throat. Jerry tries to pump further into me. I can't believe I've got my
best
friend's cock in my mouth. I want him to feel good. I begin to pump his
shaft with my fist and suck passionately on the flared glans - paying special
attention with the tip of my tongue to that sensitive nerve bundle just
behind the head that feels so good on me.
"Oh, yesssssss!" Jerry cries. He holds my head against his groin with his
hands and watches Sue and Ann. Sue is bucking frantically with Ann's face
buried in her muff, and I know she is just about to climax or has already
started. Jerry's own orgasm overtakes him, and everything is blotted out.
His cock swells up in my mouth, and his balls tighten up further. He spurts
stream after stream of warm semen into my mouth. The taste is bland and
a little salty - not disgusting at all. I suck all of him up until I feel him
softening in my mouth. I keep licking him until he is too tender and begs
me to stop. I chuckle and am gleeful that I have been able to give Jerry this
much pleasure.
Ann is lapping Sue's wet cunt after her orgasm. Sue twists around so that
she can get to Ann's sex at the same time. She kneels over Ann on her
elbows and knees and plunges her tongue into Ann. At the same time, she
grasps Ann's ass cheeks and probes her anus with her middle finger. Ann is
very quick and has a small orgasm almost immediately. "Don't stop!" she
gasps. "I'm going to come again." Sue presses her face into Ann's vagina,
and Ann has another orgasm. This is a violent one, and she freezes up
rigidly as she goes over the edge, and then she bucks powerfully against
her lover seven or eight times. It goes on for over a minute.
Both women are licking and grooming each other. Then they sit up and
kiss tenderly and lean back against the couch. Their faces are blissful.
They smile at each other and at us with lidded eyes.
"Tom hasn't come yet," says Jerry.
"We'll fix that in a hurry," Sue replies with a laugh. "Here, let me have
that
pretty cock. Oh, so thick and hard." Sue swallows all of it, grasping my
balls at the same time. I am kneeling in front of Sue, who is sitting on the
floor, and she is sucking me off expertly. Jerry crawls over behind me and
starts to lick the crack of my ass. Soon his tongue is on my asshole and is
poking inside. Ann gets up on the couch and kisses me passionately,
thrusting her tongue into my mouth. I am overwhelmed with the caring of
my wife and friends and with the sensations they are giving me. I am
drowning in pleasure, and within 30 seconds I am spurting semen around
the inside of Sue's mouth like a firehose.
Sue swallows every drop, leans back and looks up at me, "I'm hungry,
Tom. That was just an appetizer. I think I'm ready for a bottle of wine and
some more turkey leftovers." For emphasis, she tugs gently on my rapidly
softening cock.
The turkey leftovers drill goes pretty quickly the second time around. We
are veterans, and besides, the turkey and trimmings are almost gone. Sue is
the hungriest. The rest of us just nibble, eat cheese and crackers and sip a
pinot noir.
Feeling Sue's mouth on my cock for a few moments brings back all of my
fantasies about her. I have been making it with her in my imagination since
I first saw her on the beach Thursday. She is sipping her wine and leaning
on the couch as I coax her to spread her legs. Soon I am oblivious to all
else as I grab her ass and pull my face into her hairy, wet cunt. Jerry sees
me make my move and seizes the opportunity to make love to Ann. I think
Ann has been hoping that this would happen ever since she saw Jerry's
long, thin penis.
Sue accepts my clumsy advances willingly, and she groans as I eat her
aroused, sticky vagina. She opens herself wide and slides her cunt down to
meet my face, and I grab her ass in both hands and pull her to me. My
tongue plunges into her, and she twists her hips to let me get even deeper.
I feel like her vagina is sucking on my tongue. Her love tunnel is tight and
narrow, and my tongue fills it.
Sue wants me in her now! She pulls me up by the armpits and grasps my
cock. Deftly she pulls my chest to hers with one arm and slips my penis
into her cunt with the other. I am hard, and she is wet, and I go in to the
hilt in one smooth stroke. Sue's body accepts my invasion, "Unnnggghhh!"
she groans as I slide deeply into her. My cock feels like an iron bar. Sue's
vagina milks me and grips me and refuses to let me withdraw. When I pull
out of her and attempt to return, her grip on my cock makes me feel like I
am forcing my way into a virgin. For me, Sue's acceptance is the peak
moment of the weekend, culminating all she has taught us and all we have
learned together.
Ann and Jerry are on the floor beside us - Ann squatting over Jerry's groin.
She grasps his cock and slowly lowers herself onto it. Then she rocks side
to side to completely impale herself on it. Jerry is thrusting involuntarily
and gasping at Ann's aggressive eroticism. As she moves up and down on
his cock, Jerry massages her breasts. Her smaller left breast is almost
completely covered by his hand. Watching Ann and Jerry distracts me
from the sensations that Sue's pussy is providing for me and allows me to
last a little longer. I am sweating and already about to burst deep in Sue.
Sue senses my impending orgasm and my control ebbing, and she gently
disconnects and turns to present her ass to me as she lays her head and
breasts on the couch. Reaching back between her legs, she grasps my
erection and guides me back into her hot vagina from the rear. It is a new
feeling, and I gain a small measure of control. Sue tells me that in this
position, my thrusts will hit her G spot and give her the best orgasm. My
hands rest on her butt, and I thrust deeply into her. Sue bows her head and
backs into me to make the penetration deeper. My thumb grazes her anus
and probes this virgin territory gently.
Somehow Ann has been able take all of Jerry into her. He is gritting his
teeth trying to hold on for a few more seconds. Ann is rubbing her clit
furiously as she squats on Jerry's cock. Suddenly she goes over the edge
grunting, "Now, lover, I'm coming now. Let me have your juices now,
Jerry." She feels Jerry spurting streams of semen into her hot sex and cries
out, "Oh, you're coming. I can feel you inside me." I watch my wife take
her new lover, and enjoy seeing her pleasure herself with such a large cock.
I don't think I would feel this way if Jerry weren't my best friend.
Sue's vagina is grasping me more tightly, and seeing my wife's orgasm
sends me to the edge. "Do my clit now, Tom." Sue gasps. "Do my clit
right now, and I'll come like a rocket." I reach around her thigh and place
my fingers on her pussy. I can feel my prick pushing in and out of her. It's
not hitting her clit because I am coming into her from behind. With my
fingers, I dip into the front of her vagina and smear her own juices up onto
her clitoris. Then I stroke it up and down like crazy.
"Aaaiiieeeeeeee!" Sue screams. "It's so good. Don't stop moving, Tom!
Oh God, Tom. God it feels so good. Oh, Tom, fuck me. Make love to me.
Oh, yes!" Sue bucks back against me and twists her pelvis as she grips my
penis with a vice grip. She shudders once, twice, three times . . . and
finally a fourth and last time. These spasms take over her entire body.
I begin plunging into Sue's vagina now with so much force that my balls
slap against her hairy pubic mound repeatedly. Just he thought of screwing
this vision of sensuality is enough to bring on a terrific climax. I know
that Ann is watching me with this wonderful woman in the most intimate
way. My hips move faster and faster, and I feel a storm of energy. It's
happening. I'm there, and my cock is blasting sperm into Sue's vagina
from the rear. I feel like my insides are squirting out. It's over. I'm
exhausted, and I lean down against Sue's back and hug her to me with
my hands on her breasts.
Ann reaches out to catch my limp penis as it flops out of Sue. She uses it
as a handle to pull me over to lay beside her, and she kisses me and nibbles
on my ear as she whispers that she loves me. Sue and Jerry have found
each other also.
The four of us laying in front of the dying fire make a stunning tableau.
Ann and I would have said a week ago that this could never happen to us -
that we would never swap partners - never join eagerly in a foursome. Yet
all of that has occurred in the last three days.
We are all too exhausted to sort it all out. Jerry and Sue have to leave
early on Sunday. It is time for bed - no one even wants to use the hot tub.
Each of us takes the time to kiss and hug each of the other three. And then
it's goodnight.
# # # #
Epilogue
Thanksgiving at Pajaro Dunes happened 13 years ago. We haven't seen
Jerry and Sue since that time. Jerry married Sue and moved to the East
Coast. The two of them are both "free spirits", and they divorced after a
couple of years. Jerry and I haven't done the backpack trips either -
crossing the continent was just too far to go. We do keep up with them
through Christmas cards and occasional letters, and we promise each other
to visit, but we never do.
Jerry now practices law as a sole practitioner and is doing quite well in a
tough economic market. He does personal injury work, and his last
Christmas letter told me that he had just settled a spilled coffee case for
over $4 million. He re-married and started a family with a woman who
worked for his firm and was 10 years younger than him.
Sue never re-married and moved to New Hampshire. She writes terrific
erotic stories on the alt.sex.stories newsgroup and uses the handle
"SueNH". She loves her little red Miatta convertible sports car.
Ann and I learned a lot about ourselves during that unique weekend in
1982. Labels like hetero and homo-sexual have lost a lot of meaning for
me. We are all simply sexual, and sensuality is as vital to us as fresh air.
Our bodies are not as trim as they were then, but our sensuality is more
delicious than ever. For that, we offer the most profound thanksgiving.
The End---------------------------------------------------------------
Tom
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