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In a nod to one of my favorite ASSM authors, I will now provide you with:
IMPORTANT LEGAL INFORMATION
If you woke up today and found this story in your e-mail, please note that
this author did NOT send it to you. It came as part of a news service from
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need to contact your ISP. I can't help as I didn't sent it.
The following work contains sexually explicit language and may contain graphic
descriptions of various sex acts. If you are not 18 years of age, or this
sort of thing is prohibitted in your town, city, county, state, country,
province, or erotica is offensive to you, STOP READING.
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Copyright 1999 by Art aDeux@aol.com. (Sasha)
The Meeting
James Goodwin sat in a chair near the antique mahogany four poster bed,
sipping a glass of excellent merlot he had found in the decanter. Absently he
reminded himself to ask the innkeeper if it was a local vintage and where he
might purchase it. He checked his watch for what may have been the
millionth time. Three thirty in the afternoon. She was now officially an
hour late.
She. Sasha. No last name given. Just an anonymous screen name and a husky
voice on the phone that wickedly, lovingly, sexily urged him to orgasm every
other day or so--weaving her own fantasies seamlessly with those she magically
pulled from the deepest recesses of his mind.
The pictures she uploaded to him weren’t professionally done, with the
exception of the Olin Mills executive head shot she’d sent when she made
Division Manager at the bank. He mentally shuffled through the handful of
pictures, lingering on his favorite. Whoever the cameraman was, had done
quite a job capturing the background of the sand and waves. But it was Sasha
who filled the frame with her presence. Long dark chestnut tresses, liquid in
the breeze, white dress billowing playfully above her knees as she mocked the
famous MM pose. Her dark eyes sparkling and her mouth...her mouth. He
imagined he could hear her sensual laugh spilling from those marvelous lips
like a waterfall.
James thoughtfully sipped at his wine, marveling at the clarity of his
memory. Sasha’s laugh echoed in his mind when the sound of a key in the lock
broke him from his reverie. The laugh he had imagined now merrily rushed into
the room as the door opened.
“I am so sorry Jimmy,” the now familiar voice called out, vying for attention
amidst the common cacophony of entry that accompanies hotel excursions.
The key rattled in the lock as her form, outlined in the late afternoon light,
juggled her purse, a shopping bag and her luggage. James set down his glass
and moved to rise.
“Don’t bother getting up Jimmy, I’ve brought my own assistant,” Sasha said as
she mastered the aging lock and stepped through the door followed by another
obviously female form.
The pictures had lied. In person Sasha was more dynamic than the physical
stats she’d typed to him during their first cyber session almost a year ago
(5’8”, 140 lbs., brunette, 38DDD, Hispanic/Native American heritage), and the
snaps had only alluded to her striking looks. When she shut the door behind
herself and the mystery woman James noticed with a start her hand brush across
the girl’s butt.
He had been about to get up from his chair but now sank down as Sasha set her
bags in the entry and taking the hand of her companion drew forward. There
wasn’t a trace of the nervousness he felt, her manner was clam as she stood
silently before him, allowing his eyes to feast on her form.
James felt his cock swell as he took in her appearance. Everything she’d said
about her physical appearance, supported by the snap shots, was true. Her
long hair was pulled gently from her face by a tortoise shell slip, revealing
her oval face, high cheekbones and delicate olive coloring. The cream sweater
was unbuttoned enough to reveal the swell of her enormous breasts while the
matching silk skirt, nipped at the waist, skimmed mid-thigh, flirting with the
ribboned garter belt she wore. Her long legs, encased in sheer stockings
were accentuated by a pair of four inch heels. He swallowed hard, then
remembering his wine, leaned forward to grab it.
“I thought I would bring you a present,” Sasha began. “All those hot hours on
the phone gave me an idea...” she trailed off.
He was astounded. Standing slightly behind his, till now unmet, cyber/phone
lover, was a lovely woman perhaps in her early twenties. She stood more than
a few inches shorter than Sasha due in part to the heels she wore. She was
dressed in a pair of form fitting jeans that outlined her hips and ass with a
black scoop neck tee-shirt that revealed firm breasts, perhaps C’s. Her hair
was dark and came just to her shoulders. She smile tentatively at him before
turning to Sasha.
“Are you sure Sasha?” the girl questioned.
“Yes, I’m sure,” Sasha replied as she ran her fingers through the young
woman’s hair. Looking sideways at James, Sasha bent down and touched her lips
to the silky ones of her friend. For a moment their forms joined in a lush
kiss that reminded him of the fire that was slowly burning in his loins.
“He’ll do what I ask,” she reassured her.
“Won’t you Jimmy?” the playfully husky voice asked. “This is Jessica and she
has a fantasy that you and I need to fulfill. One that I know you won’t have
any trouble getting into,” Sasha finished. She once again kissed her friend
on the lips and then urged her forward toward James.
“Sasha and I are wearing matching panties, that’s why we were late,” Jessica
said softly as she approached him.
He skimmed his eyes between the lovely Jessica and his beloved Sasha who was
pulling a chair to the side, positioning it in order to have a view of his
chair and the bed in the background. The girl pulled the shirt over her head
as she came to stand in front of him, revealing her breasts encased in lace.
Just past her James watched as Sasha sat in the chair. He admired her long
legs and relished the sight of the skirt hiking up, revealing the flesh of her
thighs above the stockings. He watched as she unbuttoned the sweater the rest
of the way and drew her hand across the tops of her breasts, then dropped to
tease at her nipples just for a moment.
“You should be much closer to him Jess,” Sasha instructed.
Jessica complied and James’ vision of his lover was temporarily blocked by
Jess who had begun to fondle her own pretty tits. He put his glass down and
shifted in his chair, trying to relieve a little of the tension that had
centered in his groin.
“Touch her Jimmy, that’s what we all want really,” Sasha said. “She’s here
for our pleasure.”
James reached out and drew the woman to him. She straddled his lap and he
reached around to unhook her bra. The woman shivered with anticipation as he
pulled the straps down slowly. Using his thumbs, James brushed against her
already stiff nipples. He bent down and took one in his mouth and was
rewarded with a sigh. A familiar sigh that floated across the room to him.
He fondled the other taut bud, rolling it between his fingers as his teeth
caught at the tender nip, engulfed in his mouth. The girl moaned and moved
her pelvis against his clothed crotch.
“Undress him Jess,” Sasha commanded. “He’s uncomfortable like that, I can
see his need.”
Her friend quickly moved to comply and James was treated to his first glimpse
of Her. Sasha had delicately spread her legs, placing a heeled foot onto the
small table in front of her. The skirt obligingly lifted to reveal her inner
thighs and her pussy, outlined in clinging white silk panties, moist with
anticipation. She smiled lazily at him while she brought her hand between her
legs and teased him with the sight of her caressing the cloth covered mound.
His cock jumped in response to the dual stimulation of visual and tactile as
Jessica skimmed her fingers over his now naked nipples, tugging gently, before
sliding the shirt from his torso. James continued to watch Sasha as his
clothes were taken from him, piece at a time. Her tongue flickered across her
lips as her friend removed his pants and underwear, revealing for the first
time a dick she had only ever imagined. They’d long ago promised to ‘keep it
real’, but who ever knew. He hadn’t lied when he’d told her it was maybe six
and a half inches. (“Is that good?” his questioning voice echoed in his head
again.) In answer, perhaps, his lover across the room slid her middle finger
into her mouth and sucked sensuously at it, watching him avidly.
At the gently voiced instruction of her friend (Mistress?), Jessica shed all
but her panties and drew James to the bed. He allowed her to push him back on
the bed, concerned only that he would lose sight of Sasha. He needn’t have
worried however. Her chair was placed perfectly and as his head rested
against the pillows, the sight of her hips lifting and panties sliding down
those long legs riveted him.
“Suck him Jess honey. Lick his cock, starting at the base, then swirl your
tongue around the head,” Sasha directed.
Pert breasts, dragging across his belly, Jessica moved to comply. Sasha
spread her legs just a little further, letting James see what he’d only
imagined. Her pussy was devoid of any hair whatsoever. Cleaned from stem to
stern, not a wisp remained to mar the perfection of her pouting lips or
rosebud anus. Jess licked his cock, then took it into her mouth, moaning as
she did. Her partner across the room sighed and slid a delicate finger
between the parted lips and toyed with the emerging clitoris, then brought the
moistened digit back to her mouth and tasted the slickness that coated it.
A jolt of pure lust shot though James and his hips bucked, shoving his cock
deep into Jess’s mouth. Not fazed a bit, the girl devoured his manhood
hungrily. He looked at her momentarily, then back to Sasha. Magnificent
tits, freed from the confines of her bra greeted his sight and he sighed,
thrusting up again into the warm mouth that worked his dick. He watched as
she began to make love for him. To him. With him. Her hands caressed the
huge globes, toying with the already hard nipples. Lower her hands worked,
touching her thighs, pulling the skirt higher, showing her wet pussy to him.
Her fingers glided across the engorged clitoris, causing her to sigh and
shudder as she watched his face. The woman sucking his dick was moaning now
in earnest. The vibration tickling his balls as she dipped her head, taking
him fully into her mouth.
“Jessica,” her husky voice broke the silence, “You need to give Jimmy
something to do. Turn around and show him those panties I bought for you.”
James’ view of his lover was temporarily blocked as Jess swung her legs around
and placed her knees just above his shoulders. If he looked just right, he
could still see his magnificent Sasha, juxtaposed with the fragrant silk clad
cunt hovering above him. Once again, the girl engulfed his dick and he moaned
this time with pleasure, watching her across the room slide a finger into her
sopping cunt. He relished the breathy sigh as she watched her friend slide
her mouth up and down his rock hard dick.
The silk clad cunt lowered and brushed his mouth. Reflexively his lips
nibbled at her mound, then bit tenderly into the pouting flesh. A squeal of
pleasure erupted around his dick.
“Jimmy, do it,” Sasha urged. “Tear the panties off, lick her pussy, suck it,
bite it, make her cum,” the words tumbled out and he knew she was close. So
many times they had worked each other with words, and now she was so close,
doing what she always did. Driving him mad with her voice, her imagination,
her own obvious passion.
Jessica moaned as his hands pulled hard at the panties, the sound of the
tearing cloth adding it’s own erotic flair to the sexually charged tableau.
Her pussy was fringed lightly at the top with dark hair and was wet with her
excitement. His last sight of Sasha before the girls pussy ground onto his
face nearly caused him to lose all control. Both hands were between her legs
as she pleasured her bare, slick snatch, sliding two fingers deep into her
channel while watching him with a look of sheer desire and pride.
“I knew you were the one,” Sasha groaned in pleasure, watching James and
Jessica suckle each other.
James threw himself into the task, sucking the girls clit into his mouth, then
driving his tongue into her gently spasming cunt. His balls ached and he
longed to see her face. With renewed gusto he used his hands and spread
Jessica’s cheeks more, licking in long swathes, her clitoris and labia,
teasing her asshole with a well-lubricated index finger, then burying his head
again.
“Please!” Jess begged.
James tried to acquiesce, sliding his mouth hungrily over her dripping pussy.
“Please Sasha!” Jessica pleaded, “Please may I?”
Nearly stupefied by his own need, a fresh wave of desire coursed through
James. She was in control. Sasha. Her familiar moans of pleasure penetrated
his sex-numbed mind and brought razor sharp definition to the entire
situation. He pulled his head away from the girl’s snatch and inserted two
fingers deep into her sex. She moved slightly to the side and he could see
his lover in the chair once again.
“Yes Jessica,” Sasha moaned, looking directly into James’ eyes.
The woman’s cunt clenched around his fingers as she tore her mouth from his
raging hard-on screaming in pleasure. His balls tensed and he knew it was
useless to try and hold it back.
“Ahh, God, Sasha, I’m going to cum!” James nearly sobbed as the orgasm welled
relentlessly upward from somewhere deep inside his being. Jessica once again
engulfed his swelling cock and he groaned loudly, watching Sasha’s fingers
plunge in and out of her pussy.
“James.....” Sasha moaned his given name for the first time since walking
through the door. Her hips bucked as her hands worked her clitoris and cunt.
Her beautiful breasts flushed crimson and her mouth fell open as she sang his
name over and over. He exploded with her, pumping hot streams of semen into
Jessica’s mouth, never taking his eyes from Sasha’s.
Still shuddering from her climax, Sasha spoke, “Jessica, come here.” The
woman immediately left James alone on the bed and grabbing her clothes, went
to stand in front of her friend. James wondered again if perhaps the
designation of friend wasn’t as apt a description of their relationship as
he’d first thought. Standing, Sasha pulled her close and kissed her mouth,
plunging her tongue deeply to taste the remains of his tribute. Impossibly,
his flagging erection snapped to attention as he watched his lover lick the
stray droplets from Jessica’s lips, all the while looking at him. Finished,
she gave Jess a light caress on the ass before nodding toward the door,
obviously excusing the woman.
"How shall we entertain ourselves now, James?" her sultry voice inquired.
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