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Subj: "Kathy" I-2 of 10 (368 lines)

This is my first effort at posting on A.S.S.M.  It is the first section of a
book that runs 26 chapters.  Whether or not the rest is posted depends on the
reaction   or lack of one to this effort.  Comments (of any kind) will be
appreciated.  Contact me at morg105829@aol.com.  Although this is
substantially more tame than many postings on A.S.S.M., the usual disclaimers
apply.  Permission is granted to repost, but only on non-commercial sites.
Please inform me if you do so.

"Kathy"
(c) 1991, 1998 by Morgan.

Book I

Chapter 2

   Kathy sat on the sofa in the living room with her legs tucked under her,
trying to read a book.  She was wearing a man's pajama top with only one of
its buttons fastened.  She could see Ken still asleep in the bedroom.  She
tried to analyze her motives, but could not.  She had picked up a man in a
bar!  She had never done anything like it in her life! 

   She remembered with a small smile how she had returned to the living room
early in the morning to find Ken out like a light, the poor guy.  He had just
collapsed.  She remembered struggling to get him into bed, and she shivered as
she recalled stripping off his clothes piece by piece.  The effect must be
similar to men watching a stripper perform with the excitement coming more
from the anticipation than the realization.  When he was fully naked she
admired his body.  He had broad shoulders and narrow hips; in spite of its
hard use his body was that of a trained athlete.  Just then Kathy saw Ken
stirring on the bed. 

   Ken looked around and found that he was in the king-sized bed he had seen
in the bedroom the previous night.  He was naked.  Looking around, there was
no sign of his clothes.  Looking through the doorway he saw Kathy sitting on
the sofa with her legs tucked under her wearing a man's pajama top.  The bed
showed the marks of shared occupancy.  He tried to remember what had happened.
He had the vaguest recollection of making love -- of achieving a marvelous
physical release.  But was it all a dream?

   Kathy looked up and saw him.  "Hi, sleepyhead.  Have you rejoined the ranks
of the living?" 

   "I think so.  I would get up, but I'm not dressed.  What do I do?" 

   "You get up.  How do you think you got into bed in the first place?" 

   "You did it?" Ken asked incredulously.  "How?"

   "I'm practiced," she said enigmatically.  "You'll find a robe that fits in
the closet. 
   Ken got out of bed, ignoring his nakedness.  Going to the closet he found a
navy-blue flannel bathrobe.  It was a perfect fit and seemed to be brand new.
He put it on and went out to the kitchen.  Kathy was bending over the stove as
he came up behind her.  Her pajama top was hiked up in the rear exposing a
gorgeous little ass.  Ken couldn't resist.  He put his hands over her
asscheeks and squeezed.

   Kathy gave a little yelp and then seemed to melt.  He continued to gently
squeeze, while she had her hands on the range, making soft mewing sounds.  His
right hand continued around her body.  He put it on her prominent mound and
received a surprise.  Her mound of Venus was bare ù there was no pubic hair.
He slowly moved his hand and entered her cunt. 
   Kathy straightened up slowly.  She didn't turn nor did she try to move his
hand.  She just leaned back against him.  By now both of his hands were around
her body gently exploring it.  He found that her belly was flat while her
breasts were perfectly proportioned and beautifully sized.  Ken loved nice
boobs, but didn't like cows.  He unbuttoned the only fastened button on the
pajama top Kathy was wear ing and let it drop to the floor, then gently turned
her around to face him.  "You're beautiful.  You know that, don't you?"

   "Thank you, kind sir.  Can we go to bed now?"

   "That's supposed to be my line."

   "You're too slow.  I'm tired of waiting."  Ken picked her up in his arms
and carried her into the bedroom.  Curiously, she seemed to be as light as a
feather.  Her hair was medium length and tawny, gold in color rather than
blond.  Her eyes were a brilliant blue and were focused on him. 

   When he slipped out of the robe and got into bed beside her, she rolled
over on top of him.  Ken's phallus was powerfully erect and had been ever
since the kitchen.  She got astride him and slowly worked it into her vagina,
moving her pelvis with slow motions to help.  As he entered her she continued
to move her hips as his cock went in to its full length.  She gave a soft
sigh, and slowly started to rotate her hips.  She began making small mewing
noises as her pleasure mounted.  In the meantime, her loins were vibrating on
his cock.  It was almost as if there was another pair of hands inside her,
slowly squeezing him.  Her body barely moved.  There was just the slow pelvic
motion and that wonderful internal movement. 

   Then she started to move slowly up and down on his raging member.  To Ken
it was exqui sitely tormenting.  He wanted to move quickly but Kathy wouldn't
let him.  "Just lie back.  I know what I'm doing," she said.  Her movements
increased in tempo.  As Ken was about to release, she slowed her movements
just enough to bring him down from his peak only to bring him back up again
moments later.  He lost count of how many times he had been up and down.  His
whole being started to scream for release.  But still Kathy maintained the
tempo, nearly to climax then retreat.  Each time it seemed that the peak was
higher than the time before, but still she wouldn't let him cum.  Her moans,
increasing in intensity, showed she was reaching her own peak.  Finally, he
could contain it no longer and his phallus exploded.  It seemed that he would
never stop cuming.  His release triggered an eruption at the heart of Kathy's
being.  It had never ever been like this before for her or for him.  She
screamed.  Her climax was so powerful she lost consciousness and collapsed on
top of him.

   * * *

   Kathy awoke and found herself entwined on the bed with Ken.  She stretched
her arms and legs languorously.  It had been so long since she had been with a
man.  And it had never been like this.  She looked over Ken's body.  It was
beautiful, but scarred.  She continued the explora tion of his body that she
had begun the night before but the light was better this time.  She looked
again at the dimpled bullet scars on his upper arm and shoulder.  Feeling
playful, she tweaked her nipples to make them turgid and then found that her
stiff pink nipple just fit into the depressions on Ken's body.  She looked
down and found him looking at her with his grey eyes.  His hair was brown, she
thought, but it had been bleached by the sun to a color similar to her own.
He grinned up at her and she grinned back.  Slowly, she slid down his body,
kissing it and running her nipples over it.  It was exciting to feel his body
hair on her smooth skin.  Ken started to run his hands over her body.  "What
are you doing?" she asked.

   "It's figure study by the braille method.  You're beautiful." 

   Kathy moved up and kissed him.  Good grief, she thought.  That's the first
time I've ever kissed him.  The kiss lasted.  She heard bells and felt her
body start to go limp.  It was as if her bones and muscles were turning to
jelly.

   "Do you hear them too?" Ken asked.

   "Mm, Mm.  I guess you mean the bells?"

   "Have you ever heard them before?"

   "Nope.  Have you?"  Kathy slid down Ken's body again.  When she got down to
his sex, she stopped and studied it.  "You have a beautiful cock," she said. 

   "And you have a beautiful body."

   She took his member into her mouth.  Because of their earlier exertions, it
was now flaccid.  She ran her tongue slowly over its head, and took the tip
inside her mouth.  Ken lay back.  "What are you doing?" he asked.

   "Just finding out what you taste like.  You taste of cum and, I guess, my
cunt juices.  It's wonderful."  As she continued to run her tongue over his
prick, it started to stiffen to attention.  Just then, with his prick in her
mouth, Ken pivoted on the bed.  His face was opposite her cunt.  "It's
beautiful.  I don't think I've ever seen a hairless cunt before.  Why did you
do it?" 

   Kathy didn't answer.  Instead, her head started moving up and down over
what was now a full erection.  Ken watched in amazement as, without apparent
effort, she took it all the way into her mouth.  The feeling was wonderful.
She was doing with her mouth and tongue what earlier she had done with her
vagina: slowly squeezing and massaging his vibrant sex. 

   In the meantime Ken had spread Kathy's legs.  He noticed that they were
like dancer's legs, smoothly muscled and firm, not soft.  He put his face near
her cunt and extended his tongue causing Kathy to moan softly and spread her
legs wider to give him easier access.  His tongue entered her and found her
magic button.  He got it between his teeth and gently bit on it.  He ran his
tongue in and out, slowly sucking in the accumulation of fluids.  It did taste
good.  As his tongue went in and out, her hips were undulating.  Ken was
beside himself.  While his mouth was encountering exquisite tastes, he could
feel his prick being massaged and his balls gently kneaded.  Again, he could
feel himself taken to a peak where he felt he had to explode.  Each time Kathy
eased back a trifle just before he had to come.  Finally, the excitement was
too great for them.  Kathy's mouth closed over his cock swollen to its extreme
size but nevertheless, she had taken it all in.  Then he exploded.  He could
feel her swallowing quickly as she took his discharge.  At the same time, her
hips moved violently; it was all he could do to hold her beautifully muscled
body as her fluids gushed.  He licked and swallowed; they tasted great.  After
licking out the final drops, he flipped Kathy's body around so it was lying
beside his own.  Then they dropped off to sleep together.

   * * *

   Ken was the first to awaken this time.  He looked at the lovely girl he was
holding in his arms.  He saw a girl with skin as smooth as satin and he
wondered at his luck.  Being invited to her apartment by a beautiful girl
wasn't the way his world worked.  He thought about his ex-wife, Sylvia.  She
was different from Kathy in every way.  At its best their sex life together
had been barely adequate.  Ken recalled that it was never as good after the
wedding as it had been before.  She used to complain that his phallus was too
big.  He couldn't recall ever getting it all the way in.  As far as going down
on him was concerned, she said the idea was repulsive.  He realized that
Sylvia didn't really like sex but knew he did.  In fact, he felt he had to
have it so she used sex as a weapon to get what she wanted from him.  Now he
wondered why he had ever bothered.  Ken guessed that it must have been his
lack of experience with women going back to his Naval Academy days.  But while
Sylvia was reluctant, Kathy was joyous.  She seemed to love sex and seemed to
need it as much as he did.

   As he studied her, Kathy's eyes opened.  She murmured, "Hi." 

   He just grinned at her.  Although he thought that his grin must look dumb,
she just grinned back.  She looked at him and said, "Let's eat.  I'm starving
to death, particularly with all of the exercise we've been having.  Do you
want me to melt away from starvation?"  She got out of bed while Ken admired
her sleek nakedness as she moved gracefully with apparent total unconcern for
her nudity.  She went to the kitchen and Ken heard a few noises.  A moment
later she reappeared and went into the bathroom.  After he heard the toilet
flush and the water running, she reappeared, still nude.  Stopping at the bed
she looked down at him with her hands folded into small fists on her hips.
"And what are you looking at?" she asked. 

   "Just you.  Do you really know how beautiful you are?"

   "No, and neither do you.  You're just showing how little you know about
women." 

   "And you're just fishing for compliments.  You are beautiful, you know." 
   Kathy pertly stuck out her tongue and then went out to the kitchen.  Ken
got up, went into the bathroom and started to clean himself up.  He found a
toothbrush, and then jumped into the shower.  When he came out, he put on the
bathrobe and went out to the kitchen.  He stopped and laughed.  There was
Kathy, nude, wearing only a small apron, with a hurt look on her face.
"What's so funny?" she asked with a wry little grin.  "How would you like it
if bacon fat spattered on your tit?"

   "I wouldn't know; I don't have boobs."  Ken went up to her, knelt down, and
started running his tongue over her breasts and nipples.  He stood up and took
her into his arms.  "I kissed it to make it better."  He kissed her gently on
the mouth.  She tasted delicious.  And the bells sounded again. 

   "Please, Ken, I really am starving.  I know your spend is protein, but I've
never heard of it being tested for food value.  Besides, the bacon and eggs
will burn."  She took them off the stove.  Ken was dazzled to find in addition
to the bacon and eggs, orange juice ù freshly squeezed ù along with hash
browns and toast.  The aroma of the coffee smelled delicious to a sailor who
lives on it.  They sat down again at the counter side by side where they had
eaten the previous night.  The food rapidly disappeared and he realized that
Kathy wasn't just picking at hers.  She was eating like a person with a real
appetite who wasn't afraid to show it.  When he asked her about it, she said,
"I do like food, and I told you I was hungry."

   As they had another cup of coffee, Ken asked Kathy, "By any chance, do you
have a cigarette in the house?"

   "What brand do you smoke?"

   "Winston Lights, why?"

   Kathy got down off the stool and went off to the other room.  Ken loved the
way her firm little ass wiggled slightly as she went off.  A few moments later
she was back with a pack of Winston Lights and a lighter.  He opened the pack,
took out a cigarette and lighted up.  "May I have one too, please?" she asked.

   "I'm sorry.  I didn't think you smoked."

   "I shouldn't, and I guess I don't really, but..."

   "But what?"

   "It just seems to be the right thing to do after the lovemaking, the
breakfast, and the second cup of coffee."  They smoked in silence for a few
moments.  Kathy rested her head on Ken's shoulder. 

   "Feel good?" she asked.

   "I don't know how I could possibly feel any better."

   "I do.  Come with me."  Jim followed Kathy out of the kitchen and then into
the bathroom.  As she left the kitchen Kathy dropped the little apron on the
floor.  In the bathroom, she turned and took off Ken's bathrobe.  Standing up
on tiptoe she kissed him gently on the lips.  "Come on." 

   She went into the shower and beckoned Ken to follow her.  Although he had
taken a quick shower earlier, he hadn't realized how large the shower
enclosure was.  There was plenty of room for both of them.  Again, Kathy
manipulated a set of controls that Ken hadn't noticed earlier.  Warm water
poured over them coming from every conceivable angle.  Kathy pressed a button
and suddenly the flow of water stopped.  Kathy picked up soap on a rope ù
again it was Polo ù and started to soap Ken's body.  She delighted in the way
his body hair caused the soap to lather.  She ran her hands all over his body
paying particular attention to his prick and balls which she fondled tenderly.
Then she moved her fingers between his ass cheeks soaping all the while.
Finally, she went to her knees and soaped his long legs and feet. 

   Ken just luxuriated in the feeling.  At that point, Kathy stood up, gave
him her own soap and said acidly, "You can do this, too, you know."  She stood
there as he caressed her entire body, paying particular attention to her
gorgeous breasts.  Again, as he soaped them, her nipples started to harden.
He continued, lathering her loins and her ass cheeks.  Then he bent over and
soaped her legs and her feet.  At this point with her back to him Kathy
pressed a button and again they were flooded with warm water from every
direction.  She wriggled her hips and moved her ass against his prick.

   Ken, just following his instinct, bent her body forward.  By this time his
prick was again fully erect and he moved it against her ass.  Kathy bent over,
grabbed a rail, and, with the water flowing over them, spread her legs.  He
put his phallus against her anus and it slowly went in.  Again, Kathy moved,
this time using her ass, with body movements that Ken couldn't even imagine.
His hand went around her body and was welcomed into her cunt.  Kathy put his
finger on her tiny bud, while she continued to move her hips.  Again, Ken
could feel the pressure mounting in his balls.  With so much sexual activity
in such a short time, he did not believe he could possibly get hard again so
soon, but he had.  He moved in and out slowly while her sphincter held his
weapon like a tender vise, slowly massaging it as it went in and out.  Once
again he came and Kathy screamed her release.  It seemed to be even more
violent than the times before but that was impossible.  They sagged slowly
together to the floor of the shower as the warm water continued to flow over
their bodies.

   * * *

   Kathy got up with a groan, activated another switch and the water stopped.
She pulled Ken up and they got out of the shower.  Then Kathy picked up a huge
terry cloth towel and started drying him off.  She again stood up on tiptoe
and tenderly kissed his lips.  She gave him a towel and he carefully dried off
her beautiful body.  "Come on, we need to get you cleaned off." 

   "Cleaned off!  What was the shower for?"

   "That just takes off the surface dirt and sweat.  I've got something else."
They went through a door in the bathroom, and entered a sauna.  As soon as he
entered, Ken could feel the dry heat strike his body.  It was hot!  Meanwhile
Kathy took a small dipper and poured water over hot rocks which caused it
instantly to flash into steam.  Then she sat beside Ken on the wooden bench
and leaned her head on his shoulder.  "You know, this sauna is much more fun
with someone to share it.  I've had it for a year or so, but this is the first
time I've had the chance to use it with a man."

   The steam rose and Ken could feel his pores opening.  Then Kathy picked up
a flat wooden stick and started scraping his skin.  Although he thought his
body was clean, what Kathy was scraping off looked black.  When she was
finished, Ken took another stick and started to scrape her flesh.  What came
off appeared to be just the outer layer of skin with no dirt visible.  About
the time he was wondering if he was going to die of suffocation, Kathy took
his hand and pulled him to his feet.  Opening the door, they went outside.
The swimming pool he had seen the night before was there but now he noticed a
smaller circular pool near the sauna's door.  Kathy let go of his hand and
jumped into it feet-first.  Ken realized that the pool was much deeper than it
seemed.  Kathy's head disappeared below the water's surface before her feet
touched the bottom.  She bobbed to the surface and floated vertically.  It was
much too deep for her to stand on the bottom.  She ducked her head for a
moment and then surfaced.  She flipped her hair back off her face, and grinned
up at him.  She looked as sleek as a seal.  "Come on in!  You saw how it's
done."

   Ken dropped into the pool next to Kathy.  And he almost died.  The water
was like ice.  Instantly, with a smooth, almost effortless motion, Kathy
pulled herself from the pool.  As she got out, she put a foot on Ken's head
and pushed him under water again.  When his head popped up to the surface, Ken
was sputtering and shivering.  He was freezing!  Meanwhile Kathy was laughing
so hard she couldn't even stand.  Finally, she controlled herself and gave Ken
a hand, pulling him out.  Although Ken didn't think Kathy weighed more than
120, she seemed to pull him out without effort.  She grabbed a dry towel and,
still giggling, wrapped it around him. 
   Ken took her in his arms, gave her a kiss which almost caused her knees to
buckle, and then suddenly picked her up.  Dropping to one knee, he laid her
over his leg and proceeded to spank her bottom.  The spanks were just hard
enough to redden her ass cheeks.  Kathy struggled in his grip, but she might
as well have been held by steel bands.  The spanking continued as she
continued to struggle.  She realized her clit was contacting his leg and was
being stimulated by it.  Suddenly, she came in a flood that ran down Ken's
leg.  At that point he stopped and released her, helping her to her feet.
Again he gave her a melting kiss, tasting the salt from the tears rolling down
her cheeks.  Mournfully, she backed away a step, rubbing her tender ass.
"You're a brute!  You attacked a helpless woman!"


   "You tricked me!  I almost froze to death in there.  And then you tried to
drown me!" 
   Kathy's grin broke through her tears.  "You know, I thought about doing
that when I had the sauna and pool put in.  It's refrigerated water: thirty-
eight degrees Fahrenheit.  I use it almost every day, but I wasn't sure I
could keep from giving it away.  Usually, my teeth start chattering and I get
goose-bumps all over.  I thought I handled it pretty well." 

   At that, Ken grinned.  "You did, you stinker!  You were perfect.  I'll have
to add actress to the list of your talents."  He started to laugh, then
paused.  "I hope I didn't hurt you.  I didn't mean to."

   Kathy grinned back.  "You injured my pride.  Now my bottom is tender, in a
warm sort of way."  She glared at him and said, "But you made me cum, you
brute!  On the other hand, my loins are sore, my asshole can still feel you
and my mouth and throat may never be the same.  I still can't believe I was
able to take in your full length.  You are a woman's dream.  But if we keep up
like this much longer, I'll be a physical wreck."  They went back into the
apartment and checked the time.  It was nearly five o'clock.  "What would you
like to do this evening?" Kathy asked.  "Do you have any plans?"


   Ken, standing naked looking like a Greek god, grinned at her.  "No, I have
no plans... and I don't have any clothes, either."

   Kathy gave a little yelp and left the room, returning in a few moments with
what looked to be his uniform and a box.  She hung up the uniform and gave him
the box.  "I hope it all fits." 

   Ken opened the box and found new underwear, socks, and everything else he
needed.  "How did you know my sizes?"

   "I guessed.  Did I guess right?"


   "You certainly did.  You make me a little nervous sometimes.  How did you
know I like Polo toiletries?"

   "I didn't.  I bought them because I like them.  The fragrance really turns
me on." 
   "Oh.  And I thought it was just me."

   Kathy cocked her head and grinned.  "Well, maybe its a little bit of you,
along with the Polo."  She squealed and jumped away, covering her reddened ass
with her hands as Ken made a move towards her.  When he stopped and held out
his arms, she came up to him and he kissed her.  Again, her knees seemed to
buckle.  "Do you want to go out tonight?" 

   Ken smiled at her.  "If you're willing, I would like to show you off at the
Officers' Club at the Base.  Would you like to go?  I think they have a band
playing on Saturday night.  I could try to make a reservation."

   "I would love to," she said.  "Let's do it!"  Arm in arm they went into the
bedroom.

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