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This story contains words of a sexual nature and should not be read 
by juveniles.  If this means you, go away and read something else; 
you shouldn't be here anyway.  This is a work of fiction and in no 
way portrays real life - if you can't hack that, go lie down in a 
dark room; the bad feelings will go away.
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Always the same. (MF, CONS)
(c) Sven the Elder
February 1998
 


	Sven was completing the last half of his workout on the exercise 
bike in the gym when Jay sauntered up behind him.  She leaned her chest
against his left arm and blew gently into his ear.  Sven, feeling her 
right breast squashed against his arm groaned inwardly; woodies don't
work in this condition, he thought.

	"Jay, you bitch, it's always the same.  You only do that when I 
can't do anything about it!"

	She laughed gently and stuck her tongue in his ear by way of an 
answer.  Sven laughed and made a grab, but she easily escaped.  "You 
wait," he said, "one day..."  He watched her leotard-covered bottom 
wiggle its way to the ladies changing area.  A minute or so later, 
having finished his morning workout, Sven, holding his towel carefully
and strategically, also went to get changed.

	As he showered, Sven mused over Jay.  Younger than he, she had 
taken to flirting outrageously on the odd times their paths crossed. 
Usually she only treated him like this when the gym was fairly quiet,
but this morning there had been others around.  He felt a little uneasy
about that, but -- ah, well, it was harmless enough.  There was nowhere
here for it to be anything else.  Hell, but that breast had been nice, 
though; the nipple had been prominent as well.  One other thing was 
sure: she had a nice ass as well.  He shook his head, ignored his half
erection, and finished drying himself before dressing.

	Shortly afterwards he pushed through the front door of the club
and stopped dead in the entrance porch.  With only light clothing on, 
Jay was standing looking at the heavy rain that had arrived while they 
were inside.  The close rumble of thunder as he grabbed her round the 
waist only heightened the effect and really made her jump as he touched 
her.

	"Hah!" he said.  "My turn to get you back!"  She relaxed a 
little in his arms as she laughed and turned towards him.

	"I should have looked a bit more closely at the sky before I
jogged here today," she said ruefully.  "I'm going to get wet running 
two miles home."

	Sven grinned.  "Well, if you want to risk it, you can always 
take a chance in my car -- if you feel safe, that is.  After molesting
me yet again back in there, you never know what might happen."

	Jay laughed and, sticking her chest out, poked him with her 
right breast.  "Hey," she said, "I'm a big girl now, not that you'd 
take advantage of a weak woman like me, would you?"

	Sven made a loop of his left arm and she stuck her right arm 
through it as they walked along the covered way to the car parking area.
They arrived at his car and he opened the door, bowed low with a 
flourish, and said, "You're carriage awaits, Marm."  

	Catching the mood, Jay curtsied and responded with "Why, thank
you, kind sir," before giggling and getting in.

	As Jay gave him directions to her house, Sven stole the odd 
glance at his passenger.  Her short hair had been careful cut to 
complement her slightly angular face and high cheek bones.  She was an
attractive woman with lithe legs and a trim figure, although it was well
hidden by the track suit she was now wearing.  As they drove he wondered
whether she had a steady boyfriend, or whatever.  She caught him looking
and thumped his leg playfully.

	As he pulled up to the front of her house, she directed him to
pull down the sideway under a carport.  "Coffee while this lot runs 
though?" she asked.  

	Eying the storm and the heavy rain, Sven responded, "Yes, 
please.  That would be rather nice.  I must admit, I don't like driving
when it's like this."  

	They got out, and when she had opened the door, he followed her
into the kitchen.  As the coffee brewed, they stood and looked out the 
window at the dark rain-scarred sky.  While they watched, a close flash
of lightning, followed by almost instant noise, made Sven jump.  He 
blushed as she laughed and put her arm round him, saying, "Hang on!  In
my script, it says I jump and you grab me!"  The blush grew in intensity
as she leaned towards him and kissed the end of his nose.  She moved back
and looked into his eyes; then she moved back and, watching him all the 
time, kissed him again more firmly, on the mouth.

	Sven, confused by Jay's initiative, was uncertain of the young
woman in front of him.  Jay looked at him and laughed.  "Hey, do I have
to draw a picture?  Sometimes we women feel horny as well; you men 
aren't the only ones that get affected by exercise and all those sweaty
pheromones floating round back there."  Hardly believing his ears, Sven
moved forwards and kissed Jay properly, holding her tightly to him.  As
they came up for air, she sighed and said, "That's better."  Sven kissed
her again and moved his hands down over the cheeks of that tight bottom,
pulling her to him, feeling the start of his erection growing against 
her.  She stepped back a fraction and unzipped the front of her track
suit, all the while looking him straight in the eye.  He felt a little
shock as she peeled off the top and he realised she was naked underneath
it.  Her breasts were exquisite, and he half-kneeled in front of her and
kissed them tenderly.  She stretched a little underneath his hands and
moaned as he did so.

	Sven ran his hands down Jay's back and pulled the elasticated 
waistband with him as he ran his hands down over the cheeks of her bare
behind.  He trailed his kisses down her front as he eased the suit 
bottoms down her legs.  With his eyes shut, hardly daring to breathe,
he kissed his way down to her sex.  As he reached her mound he realised
it was shaved and smooth.  She giggled again as he looked up at her.  
He leaned in and kissed her, tasting her musky sweetness for the first
time.

	Jay pulled him back to his feet and undid his top.  He leaned
forward as she pulled it off over his head.  It was thrown over a chair
as she grabbed his trousers, slipping them down with one easy movement.
Sven stepped out of them as Jay took him by the hand and led him down 
the passage and into her bedroom.  She turned at the bedside.  Dropping
her hands to Sven's rear, she cupped her hands as she pulled him to her
and kissed him deeply again.  Without breaking her hold, she pushed him
backwards onto the bed and pounced on him, straddling his body with her
knees.  

	Sven cupped her breasts in his hands, then trailed his fingers 
down across her stomach and onto her thighs.  Without breaking eye 
contact, he ran his fingers up the inside of her legs until he reached
the top.  She closed her eyes as he ran his thumbs along the lips, 
compressing and parting them gently before trailing back down towards 
her knees.  As she relaxed, he pushed her back off him so that she was
lying stretched out, legs akimbo, in front of him.  He kissed her hips
and across her stomach, then ran his tongue along the crack of her 
vulva.  She shuddered deeply as he kissed his way down her leg.

	Sven traced his tongue along the inside of her knee, and then
started his upward path again.  As he moved his tongue along the inside
of her thigh, moving ever higher towards the 'promised' land, Jay's 
fingers tightened their grip on his hair.  She moaned softly as he 
flicked it across the hairless mound of her sex, briefly touching her
most sensitive spot.  Gently he moved on down his inexorable path 
towards the inside of the other knee.  As he reached it she shuddered
again, all of her senses moving towards the orgasm she desired above all
else at that moment.  

	Sven paused, looking along her flat belly towards the hills of
her breasts.  Jay was holding and kneading them now, helping herself
onwards in her push towards her climax.  He decided that the time had
come to move things differently.  Kissing the showered oil-scented skin,
he traversed his way down to her foot, in itself more sensitive than any
he had met before Jay.  As he hoped, she twisted in the sensory overload
he was providing, and he was able to turn her on her front without 
breaking or intruding on the rhythm.  Now he kissed and licked his way 
up the back of her calf to the hollow at the back of her knee.  Gasping,
she pulled her leg high as, lifting a little onto her side, she exposed
the full swell of her ass and sex to his gaze: a prize available and 
waiting, his for the taking.

	She sighed in the pleasure of his touch as he traced his fingers
up the back of her thigh, trailing to the lips of her centre and on to 
the rosebud pucker of her anus.  He followed his fingers with his tongue
again, feeling her ring tighten against the intruder and then on down to
the wondrous juicy sweetness of her squishy, sexy quim.  She twisted
underneath him, trying to reach his penis to return the pleasure she was
almost overwhelmed with, and then, as Sven dipped again into the raging
heat of the momentary centre of her very being, gave up in the cries of
her overpowering pleasure.

	He held her, shuddering, as she came down from the climax he had
induced.  She snuggled up to him, almost purring, tracing her fingers
round one of his nipples, as rock hard as her own.  He quivered as her
fingers were replaced by her lips and then he groaned as she nibbled it
gently with her teeth.  Her fingers moved down and toyed with the 
tangled mass of his wiry pubic hair, brushing the hard stiffness of his
shaft, standing to rock-hard attention, thanks to the taste and smell of
her musk and the juice of her coming that was still soaking his beard 
and moustache.

	As her fingers lovingly wrapped round what she seemed to regard
as her wondrous toy, Sven arched his back and pushed upwards hard into 
Jay's fist.  She spoke the first words for some minutes, "Gently, my 
lovely, gently; let it build."  His hips were taking on a motion all of
their own as she slid her head down and captured the head of his penis
between her lips.  The flowing slickness was engulfed and trapped as she
took as much of the glans and shaft in her mouth as she could.  Now he 
in turn entwined his fingers in her hair, his sight reduced to tunnel 
vision, his senses spiralling inward, swirling along with her tongue as
her fingers busily played with his sac.

	Abruptly she moved up, turned, and in one swift movement slid 
her slick waiting cunt deep down over him and trapped it, grinding her
mound into his.  She leaned forward sensuously and, gazing deeply into
his eyes, licked some of her juice off the tip of his nose.  Then, 
almost as if galvanised by her own taste on his face, she contracted 
her muscles round him, trying to strangle him inside her.  As if the 
effort were too much, she fell forward onto his chest and settled her
nipples against his.

	Jay moved her hips and flexed upwards on the length of Sven's
cock until only the glans was engulfed.  Sven groaned and followed her
upwards, trying to regain that wonderful heat.  Then, as they settled 
into the rhythm that, always the same, was like life itself, they 
soared; one, two, then three quick strokes, over the edge to the 
shuddering heights of near Nirvana.

	Jay held tightly to Sven, almost sobbing with the pleasure of 
release, lying alongside him now, holding him in place, stroking his 
hair and head as she kissed him gently.  Moving her legs together, she
eased up and off, and, turning round, kissed the tip of his slowly 
shrinking penis.  As he watched, she took the head and sucked it into 
her mouth, cleaning it with her tongue as she did so.  Then she released
it with a gentle laugh as it shrank from her lips.

	She looked into Sven's eyes and asked "Eat me?" almost as a 
statement.  Without thinking, Sven nodded and Jay moved forward, pinning
his shoulders with her knees and placing her slippery opening within 
reach.  Sven raised his head and drank the bitter sweet nectar of their
juices, sucking her empty before tickling her clit with his tongue as
she shuddered her way to a last fleeting climax.

	Again she stretched and lay alongside him, snuggling into the 
crook of his arm as he pulled a cover over both of them.  They slept as
the summer storm died down outside.

Copyright Sven the Elder - February '98


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