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Subject: ASSM {Maria1971}  "Maria" (FF)  Rewrite of "Terri" from Terris perspective
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If you are under 18, stop reading.  If you already read my story "terri", you
already know the plot, what there is of one at least.  I rewrote the same story
but this time tried to put myself into Terri's mind.  I think it is interesting
to hear the same story from different perspectives and this story is short
enough to work with that concept.  I would like to hear any comments, positive
or negative on my writing abilities, or lack of.  Email me at Maria1971@aol.com
 or go to my homepage at this address.   
http://members.aol.com/Maria1971/index.html

Maria

	I work at a men's clothing store, and since I am a fairly attractive woman in
my mid-twenties I have a lot of customers that ask me out.  I almost never
accept, since I tend to be pretty picky in the men that I date.  For some
reason last week, I accepted a date with David.  He has been a regular customer
of mine since I started working here and he has always seemed very like a very
nice, if boring guy, and rather attractive.  
	Since I hardly ever go out on dates, I was looking forward to it, but it
turned into a disaster.  David could hardly ever stop talking about himself.
At dinner, he kept talking about how he could cook better than the food we were
eating, and whenever I tried to change the subject, he always found an angle to
work himself in.  By about nine o'clock I just wanted to get home.  I finally
convinced him to take me home, and after I somehow got out of the awkward
situation of him trying to kiss me goodnight, I slumped on my couch and tried
to keep myself occupied.  
	There was nothing good to watch on the TV, and since all of my single friends
actually had lives of their own and were out partying, I could think of nothing
to do.  I thought of renting some movies, but the thought of watching videos by
myself depressed me even further.
	I then remembered Maria, I am the godmother of her youngest child, and I
decided to call her up to see how she was doing.  It turned out that her
husband was out of town and she was in the same situation as I was.  I
suggested that I rent some movies and bring them over to her place, and we
could watch them and be bored together.  She agreed and I hopped off the couch
and drove and rented a couple of videos.  
	I decided to rent Desperado, because I have always wanted to see it but never
had a chance to, and I really like Antonio Banderas and Salma Hayek is
absolutely beautiful.  I also grabbed Mi Familia because it reminds me of how I
was raised.
	When Maria opened the door to let me in, the first thing that I noticed was
that she wasn't wearing a bra.  Actually, it was sort of obvious, she has
rather large breasts and nipples.  I joked with her that I could see that she
was dressed comfortably.  She just smiled at me and complimented the way I
looked.  I had almost forgotten that I was still in the clothes that I put on,
trying to impress David.  I had on a rather short mini-skirt, with a lace
camisole that just showed underneath the blazer.
	We walked into the living room, and I saw the popcorn and all of the other
stuff she had somehow prepared in the twenty minutes it took me to make my way
over.  I sat on the couch and she sat next to me.  We started to watch
Desperado, and I made a remark about what I would love to do to Banderas. 
Maria then surprised me by going into even more detail, what she would do to
him.  We went on like this, each of us getting more graphic in our
descriptions.  She finished with a graphic description of her sitting on top of
his face, with her mouth sucking on his cock.  The image of her doing this
would not go away.  I kept glancing at her and the way she was sitting seemed
so suggestive to me.  I could not get the image of her naked body out of my
head.  When the scene in the movie where Banderas and Hayek make love, I told
Maria what I would love to do to Salma Hayek.  She looked shocked, but I was
really thinking about what I would love to do to Maria.  She looked at me and
smiled and told me that even though she wasn't into women, she might consider
doing something with Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez.  An image of Maria with
another woman popped into my head, and I reached over to her, and tickled her
lightly in her rib cage.  She just laughed at me and told me not to tickle her.
 Since I don't like to be told what to do or what not to do.  I lunged at her
and pushed her down, sitting on top of her and relentlessly tickled her.
 Her was T-shirt raised, exposing her belly to me, and the fabric strained
against her breasts, showing every detail of what was hidden inside it. 
Imagining her naked body, I told her that she was a closet lesbian and I would
tickle her until she admitted it.  As I was tickling her, I could feel myself
getting more and more aroused.  I had never been with another woman before,
even though I have always secretly thought about it.  Finally she admitted that
she had fantasized about making love with another woman and that I was probably
right.  When I heard her say that, my mind raced.  Distracted, Maria quickly
got on top of me and was in control, tickling me.  Since I am bigger than her I
quickly reversed and got on top of her.  Not conscious of what I was doing, I
felt myself move to kiss her.  It was an awkward kiss, but it sent shivers all
over my body.  Since she wasn't telling me to stop, I quickly became more
aggressive, and I soon found our tongues exploring one anothers mouth.  My
hands entered her blouse, and I felt the smooth skin on her back.  I could feel
her hands start to massage my breasts, and I could feel her getting braver.  My
hands reached toward the front of her body, gently taking a breast in my hand,
I pinched her nipple.  
	I broke our kiss, looked at her and smiled.  I took off my jacket and Maria
helped me with the camisole.  Soon my nipples were inside her mouth, as she
sucked on them, gently biting them.  She removed her mouth from my breasts, and
stood and walked away from me.  I was scared we had gone too far, when I
noticed that she was walking into the bedroom, removing the rest of her
clothes. 
	I thought about what was happening, thinking about getting dressed and
leaving, I realized that I couldn't.  Although I was scared thinking about what
we were doing, I knew I had to continue.  I stood and walked into her bedroom,
removing the rest of my clothes. I lied next to her, kissing her ankles and
kissing up her legs.  Reaching her mound, I realized that I did not know what
to do there, so I gently brushed against it and worked my way up her body.  I
reached her breasts and I lovingly kissed and caressed them. The more I kissed
them, the urge to start kissing her pussy grew stronger.  I wasn't quite ready
for that and I moved up to her mouth, pretending that the lips of her mouth
were the lips of her pussy. Kissing and biting them, I realized that it was
time to move down.
	I looked at her and could tell that she was really caliente, so I smiled and
asked her if she wanted me to lick her pussy.  She moaned a yes out, but I
wanted her to say it.  I moved my hand and started to rub gently against her
pussy, and she pushed against it, wanting more.  Not moving, I told her to tell
me what she wanted me to do.  "I want you to play with my pussy." She said.  I
giggled and told her that was better.
	I started to kiss her, my tongue and her tongue entwined, and my finger
started to enter her, feeling the wetness and the heat of her passion.  As I
moved it in and out of her, I made sure that my finger was rubbing her clit.
Breaking our kiss I moved down her body, and reached her sex.  I started to
kiss her lower lips, gently rubbing my tongue along the outer edges. Asking
what she wanted, I listened to her tell me in a very throaty, sexy voice,
"Chulita, pleas eat my pussy."
	I told her to tell me what she was feeling, and as I slowly licked her from
the top to the bottom of her slit, she started to moan and tell me what she was
feeling.  I exposed her clitoris, and I started to kiss the tiny button, using
my tongue to swirl around it, occasionally nibbling it gently between my teeth.
Opening my mouth, I started to suck as hard as I could on the upper half of her
pussy.  I could feel her start to buck uncontrollably as she started to cum.
Doing my best to keep up with her, I continued to lick and suck on her until
she finally told me to stop, that she couldn't take anymore.  I continued on
and she started to scream, not able to form any words. 
	I stopped and watched as she came down form the rush of her orgasm, I gently
kissed my way back to her mouth, kissing her as we hugged and caresses one
another.  After what seemed like ages, she started to kiss my neck, working her
way to my tiny nipples.  Sucking on them, I could feel her hand rub my pussy.
Her mouth moved down, as her fingers explored inside me.  I could feel her
tongue tease my lips. I then started to feel her tongue enterinside me.  She
was moving her tongue quickly in and out of me.  It felt like a thick but tiny
and very wet cock.  I started to orgasm strongly as I pushed against her,
trying to get more of her tongue inside me.  I told her to stop, but she only
increased the pressure from her fingers and she kept fucking me with her
tongue.  I was soon crying out in orgasm as the feeling rocked from my pussy,
sending shockwaves over my entire body.  
	Soon Maria was laying next to me as we kissed and giggled like naughty
schoolgirls.  I watched her as she fell asleep in my arms, and I slowly dazed
off, thinking about what happened, and how my relationship with Maria had
changed.  I knew that she was married, and I also knew that I liked men too
much to be a lesbian, so I decided to leave it at that for the night, and I
slowly fell asleep, enjoying Maria's skin against mine.
	



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