From Tommy@f26.n340.z1.fidonet.org Tue Dec 03 06:06:56 1996 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: "Dream-Sitter" (m/f) 2/3 From: Tommy@f26.n340.z1.fidonet.org Date: Tue, 03 Dec 96 03:06:56 -0800 The THC Adult Text Archive: DRSIT1B.TXT (655 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. Note: I did not write any of these stories. They are being posted from the archive as a public service only - any copyrights belong to the authors. See the footer for important information. ========================================================================== Dream-Sitter 1b/? CUT HERE................................................... doing nothing and it was becoming unbearable, as Shelly wiggled around on his lap. Shelly decided to get a little bolder and took Scott's hands, by their backs, with her's and started to use them to caress herself as she danced upon Scott's lapping, moaning, groaning, sighing and blowing in his ears. This did the trick, for as soon as Scott realized what his hands were doing, he started moving them for himself, finally giving into his animal side completely, but controlled. Shelly found great joy in the thought that Scott had finally gotten the message and was making his move--and especially that he didn't think of her as a little girl; but she still had question as to why it had taken so long--was he shy or just plain stupid? Shelly didn't care right now, as she enjoyed his every touch; and shivered with electricity as his hot breath hit her neck and shoulders, as he started kissing them. Shelly let go of his hands and let her hands so some exploring of there own but she could only explore those parts of Scott massive body that she could reach, which made her somewhat sad: she ran her fingers through his hair, along the smooth clean shave of his chin, around the thickness of his neck and the girth of his shoulders. She began to massage/knead Scott's massive shoulders through his shirt, as she writhed and sighed in ecstacy under his passionate, knowledgeable touch. She couldn't take it anymore, she needed to touch him not his clothes, to feel his warm bare skin against hers. So she reached down between their two bodies and started pulling Scott's shirt up and off; Scott helped by letting her go and raising his arms above his head so the shirt could be taking off easier, but then he let them fell right back into place upon her body--as Scott and Shelly, again, let their hands mutually explore each others bodies; happily and hornily; with Scott getting the better part of the deal, being able to reach every part of Shelly's being with his hands while she could not, but she didn't mind much; FOR NOW. Scott let his hands find their own way around Shelly's beautiful body: stoking and squeezing the creamy insides of her thighs, caressing her tone flat stomach, running his fingers through her pubic hair, and massaging every part his hands could reach; for his concentration went to kissing all of Shelly he could--Scott had long ago mastered the arts of pleasuring a woman and was more than happy to demonstrate these abilities to/on Shelly, as the fire that was in her eyes started burning in his, too. Scott took note of her slightly parted lips; they were slim, slightly pouty, and fit her facial features perfectly; he leaned forward and gave her a LONG, SLOW, BURNING kiss on the them-- Shelly had forgotten that Scott was one of the best swimmers in the state(until that moment) and could hold his breath for a long time--it was the most passionate kiss Shelly had ever received in her life, it was excellerating, and Shelly felt her blood start to boil--Scott broke the kiss leaving Shelly slightly gasping for air and lite headed, but totally enthralled. Scott then litely started kissing her, not letting one inch of flesh go unkissed; from the top of her forehead, down her face, neck, across the shoulders, down the crevasse between her two gorgeous breasts, and finally encircling each breast; starting from the base, he, encircled each breast, first the right and then the left, with a spiral of kisses to their top, rock-hard nipple. Since Scott couldn't kiss any further down this most perfect body without twisting/contorting himself, and Shelly, into a human pretzel, he turned his attentions to those magnificent breasts--which looked like two slightly smashed cherries sitting on top of two scoops of vanilla ice-cream surrounded by caramel(and tasted just as good)--their appearance is probably do to her string bikini Scott thought. While his mouth wantingly assaulted the eraser size nipple of Shelly's right breast--litely kissing, suckling, flicking and nipping at the erect nipple sitting in the middle of quarter size aureole--his right hand was kneading/massaging her left breast(and vise-a-verse for the other); while his left hand found the crack between her two lovely buttocks and began litely tracing it-- moving his fingers up and down the crack; just skimming the surface: brushing the top of the hair, causing waves of shivers to wash over Shelly; as she arched her back with each pass. Shelly thought that she was going to pass out any second now, as she became increasingly dizzy and giddish with each new wave. Scott set a good pace of moving back and forth from breast to breast, being sure not to ignore either of them for too long, as he moved his left hand up and down her crack; but then Scott started letting his left hand move a little higher up Shelly's back, following her spinal cord, with each new pass; causing a more pronounced, longer wave of electricity to move through Shelly--causing her to almost scream out in pleasurable torture each time his hand moved; that plus, the experienced mouth and tongue work that Scott was doing upon her breasts, caused Shelly to move rapidly to the edge of climax, multiple times, only to have Scott let up and bring her back down--it was pure torture for Shelly, but Scott's mastery and experience told him that she'd thank him in the end. Shelly was so lost in the pleasures produced by Scott's hands, mouth and tongue, that she hadn't even noticed that he hadn't even touch her vagina yet--he hadn't even come close to touching it; yet she was getting extremely hot, wet, and ready to cum at any time. Shelly was so far gone that she no longer had interest in pleasuring or exploring Scott's massive body--which was fine by Scott, he was getting enough pleasure out of pleasuring her. Instead she held her eyes tightly closed, head thrown back, mouth widely open gasping, moaning, sighing, and wanting to screaming in pleasure as her body shivered and quaked under Scott gentle, unmerciful, and extremely knowledgeable touch. Yet she wasn't so far gone that she didn't instantly realize when Scott suddenly stopped everything--she was so close to climaxing that she could taste it, it was walling up inside of her cunt and needed to be released, and HE STOPPED; leaving her teetering on the brink of ecstasy, it would've been her biggest orgasm ever, and HE STOPPED; after playing with her for so long, time and time again, bringing her close to climax only to not let her; he owed her at least this one, but HE STOPPED. 'WHY?' was the only question to come to Shelly's mind. Her mind quickly questioned and answered itself a hundred times as to 'why?' in only a matter of seconds that seemed like a life time, because they seemed to confirm her worst fears: 'What's wrong...why did he stop?; Did I do something wrong?; maybe he wants me to pay him some attention--I've been so lost in my own pleasure, I forgot to give him any!?; or maybe he's tired or bored with me?; That's it, he finally came back to his senses, I've lost him! He does think of me as a little girl and he doesn't want anything to do with me!; etc...' She slowly opened her eyes, fearing to look down into his angry face, but she looked and asked "Ah...what's wrong...why did you stop...did I do something wrong...did I do something to displease you? Tell me and I won't do it again or maybe I can fix it or maybe...or maybe..." She was confused and it showed, Scott just sat there looking at her with no emotion showing, causing her to become even more afraid that he'd come back to his senses and was extremely mad at her for putting him in this situation. Scott said coldly "I'm hungry! Will you give me something to eat?!" Shelly was taken aback with surprise--she never thought that she'd hear that, now she knew that she'd lost him and that he was being merciful by giving her away out of the room. She replied in a timid, soft and very sad voice "Yeah...sure...what would you like me to get you?" Scott looked long and hard at her before responding, without batting an eye "YOU!" To Shelly this came as a complete surprise and she didn't know if she'd heard him correctly or what, so she stammered "wh...what?...what did you just..." Scott cut her off sharply and said "YOU heard me Right. I'm hungry and I want to eat you, or rather your pussy!" Shelly was in shock as she looked into his face and saw a great big smile suddenly appear with a devilish gleam in his eyes; he was playing with her, and she just caught on. Shelly decided to play along and see where it would lead; and she'd be more than delighted to feed him her pussy, if that's what he really wanted--she wasn't sure because no one had ever wanted to eat her pussy before; fuck it and play with it yes, but never eat it. Maybe Scott was still playing with her, but she had heard other girls talk about having their pussy's eaten and loved it, plus the book she was reading said it was natural and fun--'who knows maybe I'll enjoy it; I've enjoyed everything else so far.' Her apprehensions and fears quickly disappeared as she looked at Scott's smiling face and decided that she just had to serve/give this man anything he wanted--she just had to. With that thought registered, she instantly hopped off of Scott's lap- -much to Scott's surprise--ready to play her part in his game; she stood with her back towards him and her legs spread shoulder width apart, as she suddenly bent over reaching between her legs, grabbing his right foot--not saying a word, just moving--she pulled his foot up between her thighs and locked it in place, by squeezing her inner thighs together, at the sheen. Once locked in place she instantly began to untie his shoe lace. Scott, now being the one surprised, questioned her actions "What are you doing?" Shelly quickly glanced back over her shoulder with that devilish smile again, then went back to her work as she replied "You said that you wanted to eat me, right?" "Yeah, I said that. But what's that got to do with you taking off my shoe?" Shelly stopped her work and looked back over her shoulder, still smiling, and replied "Everything!! It has everything to do with this...You want to eat me, well you can, but in order for you to eat your meal--namely me--you have to be able to get at it, right?" "RIGHT!" Shelly turned back to her work as she continued her explanation "Now, if I were setting on your lap there would be no way for you to be able to get your food because of the impossible bending it would require--as proven when you couldn't kiss past my breasts--almost like trying to give yourself a blowjob, right?" "right." "So, since your meal can't be in front of you seated upon your lap, the only way for you to have your meal is for your meal to be on top of you as you were lying down. And since shoe aren't allowed on the couch I am removing them for you. Thus, you can lye down, allowing me to straddle over top of you, and thus allowing you to have your meal--eating at your leisure; right?" With that Scott's right shoe and sock hit the floor. Scott had to admit that she was being very logical and her argument sound, but he couldn't help musing at how she could make such a philosophical statement at such a point in time; about something so abstract, and make it sound logical and sexy at the same time. Scott felt the pressure of Shelly's thighs liten up, as she went to release his foot. But instead of falling lackadaisically back down between her legs, as Shelly had anticipated, Scott kept it sticking straight out between her legs; he then slowly withdrew it straight back--making sure that every part of his leg, foot, and toes came into full contact with her clit as he dragged it back through her legs--this rubbing sent unexpected shock waves through Shelly's entire body, causing a loud gasp and moan to escape her lips. As soon as his foot was completely clear from between her legs Scott place it back on the floor; for Shelly as soon as her shudders had stopped, she looked over her shoulder again, with a look that said 'YOU SLY, HORNY, LITTLE DEVIL.' and Scott just laughed. As Shelly turned back around, Scott couldn't help but get turned on by the sight of her tone, tight buttocks being bared before him as his dream of what he wanted to do with them returned to him. Shelly did the same procedure to Scott's left foot that she'd done to his right--and so did Scott. Sending an even bigger shock wave through her, even though she half way expecting it. This was going much better than Shelly had ever expected or hoped; she now just hoped that it wouldn't end or be just a dream. Shelly turned around to face her hungry little devil with a big knowledgeable smile on her lips. As she faced him she bent over again, keeping eye contact with him, grabbed his legs and began to swing them onto the couch--so that he could lye down and take his meal. But to her surprise, Scott resisted; she was confused again. Scott just laughed and said "You said that you were my meal, right? Right! Well, my mother always taught me to eat all of my meals at the table. 'A good meal is not a proper meal if it is not served and taken at a proper table.'" Shelly smiled and giggled at Scott's impression of his mother, she replied--trying to sound as serious as possible, "She's right!! I wouldn't be a good meal if I weren't served and taken at the table...So young man, you will just have to wait for your dinner until the table is set. And no dessert until you finish everything set before you, including your veggies." Scott couldn't help but laugh and reply in a childish, hurt tone "Yes mama." This response caused both Shelly and Scott to laugh. With that said Shelly let go of Scott's legs and reached out for his arms to help him up. Scott now stood in front of her, looking down and smiling at her, as he scanned her face--and she smiled back at him as she looked up into his eyes; they both became lost in the depths of the others eyes. The moment seemed so right, Scott pulled her close and gave her another VERY deep, VERY long, and VERY passionate kiss--again, leaving Shelly breathless and weak kneed, not only by the length but by the absolute power of the kiss; so wanting, so hungry, it made a fire well up inside of her; but Shelly was expecting it this time and was able to maintain a little of her composure. For as soon as the kiss was broke, Shelly quickly and unexpectedly turned around and launched her back into Scott's chest, causing Scott to loss his breath from the unexpected impact. Before Scott knew it, Shelly had his left arm drawn across her chest so that his fore-arm cover her left breast and his hand covered her right; and his right hand was now covering her pubis--as Shelly held his arms in place and started walking towards the dining room table, with Scott in close tow. Scott was breathing deeply, not gasping for air but rather inhaling her musky aroma and loving her scent--he couldn't wait to dive nose first into its source. As they neared the table Shelly did another sudden, unexpected, dance step to twirl out of Scott's arms and grab his hands to stop her rotation--Scott loved how graceful she was. She drew Scott near, placing his hands upon her hips, as she leaned her buttocks against the table lip. Scott got the message and lifted her effortlessly on to the table--taking note as to how solid and stable she was, how tone her every muscle was, and how soft her skin was. Shelly couldn't believe how strong Scott was--'he didn't even try lifting me, he just did it. He lifted my weight like it was nothing, and it was nothing to him.'she thought to herself with a knowledgeable smile and a sparkle in her eye. Scott didn't know what know or care what she was thinking, he was just caught up in the intoxication of her look-- 'GOD SHE'S BEAUTIFUL!!!' Shelly maneuvered herself into the best position possible, so that Scott, sitting on a chair, could have easy, ready access to the object of his desires, that which he great want nay need for, her succulent, hot pussy. Shelly was all giddy with anticipation as Scott pulled out the dinning room chair and sat down facing his intended meal--but all of a sudden Shelly closed her legs and crossed them as she rotated the lower portion of her body away from Scott. Scott was taken aback, as Shelly peered down at his confused face and said "I'll be your waitress for this evenings repass, Shelly. Are you ready to order sir, or do you need more time to decide?" as she acted like she was tapping her pencil on an order booklet. Scott suddenly caught on that he was now to play her game and responded "I don't know. What are the specials of the day?" Shelly loved this response and continued her part by saying "Well sir, our specials of the day are Sirloin tips and Mushrooms, Chicken Primavara, Welsh Rabbit, or--my favorite--La Poisson du Moi." Scott was shocked, Shelly knew French and knew that he knew French or did she!? Scott wanted to know just how much French she knew or if this was the extent, thus she didn't know he knew French, so he smiled and said "Oui mademoiselle, Je prends une 'MY FISH', s'il vous plait." It was Shelly's turn to be shocked, 'Scott knows French', and it took her a second to recover before responding "Oui monsieur, Je donner moi-meme volontiers pour vorte faim, tout de suite...I give myself willingly to your hunger." Scott just smiled at this response, for Shelly knew French but didn't know he knew any until just now--and vise-a-verse. He just sat and waited to see what would happen next--he was even more surprised by himself. He was actually getting more turned on by these games--that seemed to last for hours yet only go for a couple of minutes--rather than turned off by them; the more he thought about it the more his throbbing hard cock ached to get out of his pants and tear into her flesh, pumping its hot load deep into her depths. Scott was so hot and horny now that nothing could've hidden it, there was no way he could've been able to maintain his earlier composure--he was actually quite surprised that he had any composure right now, instead of just throwing her down and having her right then and there. With that said, Shelly turned her lower torso back towards Scott, spreading her legs slowly for the dramatic effect. As soon as she was in a position directly in front of Scott, with her legs spread wide, she signaled Scott to stop his advance--for he instantly started to move in on his prey. She then slid her right index finger deep into her dripping wet twat, moving it in a slow circular fashion--like stirring batter in a bowl with long, slow, smooth strokes--she pulled her finger out and brought it to her awaiting mouth to taste. Shelly looked down at Scott with a small frown and said "not ready yet, needs a little more time to cook in its own juices." With that said she caressed down both sides of her body, from arm pit to knee cap, with her hands; then she caressed back up the front of her body, slowing at her hips, languishing at her stomach, and massaging her tits before returning her finger to her depths to begin the slow circling pattern again. She withdrew her finger and brought it back to her mouth for another taste; she licked her finger clean, then looked down into Scott's awaiting face with a smile--oh how Scott wanted to be that finger--and said in a satisfied voice that became a cowboy mess call "AH...just right......COME AND GET IT!!!" With that she threw her legs open even wider, head back, eyes closed, back arched, bracing herself upon her arms, totally prepared for Scott's sudden and forceful appearance between her legs--oh how she wanted him between her legs too; to feel his wanting hunger ripping into her flesh; to know that she's the only one who can fill his hungry appetite with her flesh--'Oh please come, take me now!!! Put me out of my tortures! Make me cum! Can't you see how horny I am for you?! Haven't I tried to give you everything you want?! Come let me know your hunger!!! Let me feel your want and desire! Let me feed you, while you pleasure me! TAKE ME I'M ALL YOURS!!!'Shelly thought to herself. But Scott didn't--oh yes he wanted to just charge into her valley and take a great big tongue full of her womans honey, but he didn't. Scott had more control over himself than to do just that, plus the knowledge that most women don't like that type of attitude--they like to be pleasured not ravaged, wooed not subdued, loved not raped; and Scott was a master at pleasuring, wooing, and making love to a woman. Which he was about to demonstrate. Scott took the time to notice that Shelly had shaved her pussy and inner thighs free from the earlier stubble and had shaped her mound into a perfect bikini triangle--Scott also noticed just how turn on Shelly actually was, as her love juices were just overflowing her hot, dripping snatch; coating the insides of her thighs, making them glisten and shine. Oh what a sight, Scott just wanted to dive-in head first like she was a swimming pool and take a couple laps in the waters of her depths, but he restrained himself from indulging in this idea--for he had other plans. Shelly was stunned, nay shocked beyond belief, that Scott hadn't plunged head first between her legs immediately after she had opened them to him. She opened her eyes and tilted her head forward to look down at Scott--she wanted to know what was taking him so long, why wasn't he eating his meal, etc.--to find him just sitting there staring deep into her crotch. Shelly began to ask "Wha......"and was abruptly stopped by a sudden pleasure and movement of Scott. Scott moved in and began kissing the inside of her left legs at a semi-rapid pace--starting at the knee and moving his way up the inside of her thigh towards her wanting, aching, horny cunt; kissing his way inch by inch deeper, sending a shockwave through Shelly's body with each kiss. As he neared her vagina--it being next in line to be kissed--he veered off, going straight up, keeping just on the edge of where the leg and vagina meet. He reached the top of her crotch and let his lips and nose nuzzle into her downy-soft pubic hair--Oh how his loved her scent and the taste of her nectar, that now clung to each hair and coated the insides of her thighs. Scott continued his tour of her inner womanhood by moving down the right side of her vagina the same way he ascended it from the left, then continuing to kiss every inch of inner thigh flesh from her crotch back out to her right knee. When Scott reached the knee he reversed direction, heading back into her crotch, but he was no longer kissing his way in, instead he changed tactics to a slower one but continued his inch by inch attack. Scott new method of assault was to open his mouth wide, pressing it in a suction cup manner on to the inner thigh, and blowing hot air onto the spot; constantly testing the skin temperature with his tongue, and when sufficiently warm, he released the suction and began blowing cold stream of air onto the spot--Oh what a shockwave hit Shelly each time he did this; it was exquisite. And again, when he reached her vagina he veered off, but this time he didn't go up into her pubic mound, instead he past right over top of her cunt blowing a stream of cold air on to it surface as he moved to the other side--giving Shelly the shivers. When Scott reached the left knee he stopped and waited for Shelly to catch her breath--she'd been breathing hard and labored since he'd started, he didn't want her to past out NOW from hyperventilation--besides he wanted her to be watching as he finally took her cunt; like the allies took the beaches at normandy. Shelly, by now, had come down enough from her orgasmic high to realize that Scott had stopped, again. And again, just as she looked down to see what was the matter, Scott took his cue and moved in on the unsuspecting snatch, with Shelly looking onward, still dazed a little--all Shelly saw through the haze was Scott's smiling face rushing into her crotch, and then the rush of electricity caused by his tongue spearing deep into her love tunnel all but caused her to black out as screams of pleasure erupted from deep within--she couldn't suppress her joy as it echoed through out the house. Scott moved his tongue rapidly in and out of her twat, being graced each time his tongue moved by the sound of deep, raspy moans and groans erupting from Shelly--music to his ears. He pulled his tongue out of her tight little love hole--enjoying the sweet taste of his nectar coated tongue as it re-entered his mouth--and switched his labors to her clit. First sucking it deep in to his mouth, then battering it around with his tongue, nipping it with his teeth, and then sucking it back into his mouth to begin the whole sequence again. As he was playing with her clit, he moved his right hand up to the opening of her love tunnel, where upon he inserted his right index finger with one stroke, sending a great shockwave through Shelly's beautiful body and causing yet another scream of passion to echo through the house. Scott gave a few quick thrusts of his finger in to Shelly's tight hole--Scott was almost sure she was a virgin but he couldn't feel her hymas--causing an increased breathing and moan rate from Shelly. But he wouldn't let her cum, not yet, he still had lots more he wanted to do to her before he let her cum for the first time. Scott pulled his finger out of her hole leaving just the tip of it in and he also stopped all mouth activities, and just waited for Shelly to come down a bit. Then he inserted the tip of his middle finger with his index and rammed them both in in one stroke--and got the same response from Shelly; he loved it. Scott clamped his lips tight upon Shelly's clit and began humming as he pistoned his fingers in and out of her cunt, bring her quickly to the edge, again; then stopping and removing his fingers to just the tips. Scott inserted his third finger tip with the other two--Scott wasn't sure if he could get all three into her tight crotch with out hurting her but he wanted to try-- and when the time was right he drove all three in with out stroke, causing the loudest scream ever to erupt from Shelly-- 'that one is echoing through out the neighborhood, not just the house' Scott joked to himself 'but she doesn't seem to be hurting, and her love box is accepting nay sucking my fingers in- -I think it's safe.' With that he began working his fingers in and out; ramming them in harder, deeper, and faster with each stroke, using his mouth, tongue and teeth on her clit, again, determined to make Shelly have the biggest climax of her life-- 'the first one should be the best one' Scott told himself. Shelly felt herself building to the biggest climax in her life and she was in ecstatic, but she wasn't happy--she wanted her first climax to be simultaneous with Scott's climax; to feel him cum deep inside of her, to know his passions, and feel his heat splashing within her walls, but this wouldn't happen if she allowed Scott to continue with his meal--she was oh so close to cumming that she could taste it, just a few more strokes of Scott's magic mouth and fingers would send her screaming over the edge; but she had to stop Scott, no matter how much she wanted to cum(especially after being teased for so long), but she want this to be perfect therefore she couldn't cum yet. Shelly reached down between her legs, placing a hand on either side of Scott's face and gently, yet forcefully, pushed his head out of her crotch, only to meet the expected resistance until Scott caught on that something was wrong and withdrew it on his own. Shelly instantly took her right hand from his face, when there was no longer any resistance, and grab Scott's fingers and pulled them out. She just sat there for a moment, holding Scott's face back with her left hand and grasping his fingers tightly with her right, while she caught her breath and cleared her head of the orgasmic daze. When she looked down at the now deeply puzzled Scott, she just smiled with that devilish gleam back in her eyes and said "Boy, you weren't kidding when you said that you wanted to eat me!" She gave a little chuckle and Scott turned red, she then continued "But I said that you could only have your meal, not your dessert. That comes latter, if your a good boy." Scott was more confused and puzzled than before, what sort of game is she playing now; Shelly took this as her cue. She released Scott's face and fingers, then slowly push his chair away from the table with her feet--boy was she glad that the floor was polished oak and the chairs had casters, other wise she didn't know what she'd have done. When she'd moved him to legs distance she stopped pushing and slowly, gently and carefully moved herself to the edge of the table and slide off the table inch by inch to her feet, making it look as erotic and smooth as possible. Now standing fully erect next to the table, in front of Scott, she let her knees buckle under her as she continued to let her body slide slowly and eroticly down towards the floor; until she was on her knees in front of the now overwhelmed and deeply puzzled-- yet extremely turned on--Scott. Shelly moved in on Scott like a cat stalking a mouse. She began litely caressing Scott's thighs through his jeans, looking deep into his face, she then spoke "Well, you've had your meal, so what if you didn't get your dessert, it was still one hell of a meal, right?!" she then switched to a hurt childish tone "But it wasn't fair! I'm hungry too...so tell yeah what we're going to do..." with that she quickly leaned forward, moving her hands up his thighs to the button and zipper of his jeans; Scott instantly caught on and all confusion and puzzlement disappeared, and a big horny grin came to his face as he thought of what this beautiful creature wanted nay was going to do to him. The thoughts ran wild through his mind as he felt the throbbing of his hard-on, trapped for now within his pants screaming to get out--Scott wasn't sure but he thought he felt it grow another inch or two at the realization of what this lovely child was going to do to it. Shelly felt the bulge in Scott's pants throbbing and straining to get out, or it was getting larger, so she quickened her pace in undoing his jeans--she didn't know exactly what she was going to do or was doing, since she'd never done anything like this before(she was basically operating on instinct) but she had an idea by the knowledge acquired from friends, and the book she was reading(but for the life of her she couldn't remember any of it at this point in time) of what she was doing instinctually. After undoing his button with her hands, she got an idea and took his zipper in between her teeth and slowly unzipped it, all the time looking straight into Scott face. With the button unbuttoned and the zipper down, Shelly grabbed the waistbands of both Scott's jean and his undies and quickly ripped them down to the middle of his thigh, in one thrust--for which Scott helped by lifting himself off of the chair a little bit. Shelly was both surprised and very delighted when Scott's rock hard cock slapped her in the mouth upon its release. It was now fully erect, standing 9-10" X 2-2 1/2", and rock hard--the sight of which made Shelly both nervous and excited, horny and intimidated, etc.. as she gasped at how big it was. She had never seen a guys cock so big before; all the others, before, were probably only half the size as the one standing before her stunned eyes now. Shelly quickly gathered her thoughts back together after the shock and continued her work of removing his pants. When she got them down around his ankles she let them go and started to move her hands back up his legs, litely caressing the smooth, hairless skin with small circular sweeps of her hands, sending electric shockwaves through Scott--much to her delight. As her hands reached the tops of his hips, she encircled them by moving her hands to the sides and sliding them back down the outsides of his legs; as she moved her hands down she slide her head and upper torso up into his lap, making as lite of bodily contact as possible(just skimming the surface), and blowing a stream of cold air on to the bare flesh of the inner thighs--from the knees to the end; timing it so that her lips touched the tip of his penis, exactly when her hands hit his knees. Shelly paused to look up at Scott's face; Scott's head was thrown back, his eyes tightly closed, his mouth was wide open, and his breathing was deep and erratic--Shelly just mused and said to herself 'Good. He's going to get exactly what he gave.' All of a sudden Scott's eyes flew open and he began to tilt his head down to see why Shelly had stopped; Shelly took her cue, just as soon as she saw Scott's baby-blues beaming down at her, and lowered herself down his lap the same way she ascended it(only in the reverse fashion. As soon as her hands hit the tops of his hips, the cold air stopped at his knees). Shelly didn't wait to see Scott's reactions this time, instead she pressed her body wedgingly between his knees, forcing his legs apart, pressing ever forward up into his crotch, only stopping when her when her lips meet the tip of his cock, again. Shelly paused to look at Scott's THUNDEROUS cock, it looked like it might have even gotten bigger since she released it--and it felt like it had to Scott--Shelly wondered if she was going to be able to take all of this monster into her small body, 'it looks like it will reach my tonsils, if I can get it into my vagina!' Shelly thought to herself. But she wanted to try, she had to try, and she was going to do all within her power to give this man as much pleasure as he had and will give her. With that, she moved her mouth to the base of his cock, just above his balls, and began moving her tongue in a circular manner around its might girth, then spiraling upwards--in a very slow and labored ascent--treating it like an ice-cream cone or candy cain, hungrily lapping up the flow of pre-cum as if her ice-cream were melting, and savoring every lick. Shelly had no clue as to what she was doing, she'd never given a guy a blow job before; she'd just heard her girlfriends discussing how to give the best blow job and most pleasure to a guy, and she was doing only what felt natural like the book said; 'I must be doing something right, Scott sure seems to be enjoying it. And I do love doing it. I love his taste.' Shelly never thought that she'd say that, but she did find herself wanting more of his clear pre-cum to flow out so she could lick it up--'and just think, if the pre-cum tastes this good, what his load will taste like!' Shelly lick her lips at this thought. When Shelly reached the mushroom like head of Scott's shaft, she made her spirals more fine and closer together by tensing up the tip of her tongue--'Oh, what an incredible, indescribable feeling...' Scott thought to himself as shockwaves rippled through his body 'this girl is amazing.'; never had anyone done this to him, blowjobs yes...this no; he only hoped that it wouldn't end, but he know it would because he could feel the build up of a large load of jizm weighing heavily within his balls; he knew he wasn't going to last much longer if she kept this up. Shelly finished her spiraling at the very tip of Scott's shaft; she then took the very tip of her tongue, keeping it hard and tense, and stuck it into the slit and ran it up and down a couple of times, almost sending Scott right over the edge and Shelly knew it. So she backed off and let him come down out of the clouds--just like he did to her. When Scott had claimed down enough to realize that Shelly was just sitting there in his lap, staring up at him, the weight was still within his balls and weighing heavier; Scott was puzzled, 'Why had she stopped? He was so close to cumming, didn't she know that? Was something wrong?' Right when Shelly saw that look of puzzlement, she knew he was almost ready for her to continue--'Just like he did to me!!!' Shelly laughed a mischievously to herself. Shelly just bided her time, waiting for the proper moment and then she reacted quickly, knowingly and with a purposes. She began kissing each of Scott's testicles and spiraling them, individually, with her tongue; matting his soft, fine pubic hair to his ball sack. She then popped each one into her mouth and suckled upon it like it was a piece of hard candy, teasing it with her tongue while it was in her mouth. After she was done suckling his testies, she paused for a second to build up some saliva on her tongue and then she ran her wet tongue up the underside of Scott's massive shaft--from between his balls to the tip--when she reached the top she reversed directions, and attack, blowing a cold stream of air on to it as she worked her way back down--sending shivers through Scott. Shelly took a hold of Scott's huge member with her right hand, making sure her pinky was pressed firmly against his pelvis; as she popped the mushroom head of his cock into her mouth and began suckling upon it like it was the nipple to a babies bottle or a pacifier, as she swirled her tongue around it playfully; while she did this she used her hand to slowly knead/massage Scott's huge cock--gently squeezing and releasing with each finger in a wave affect from the pinky to the index and then back down; pressing the hard meat firmly into her palm with her fingers, before releasing it to fall away, only to be returned a second later, again and again. Shelly then brought her left hand into play by taking hold of his testicles and rolling them around in her hand like they were chinese exercise balls(Ben Wah Balls). At this increase of attention, Scott felt the load in his balls become even larger and he knew that he was going to erupt any second now--Shelly sensed this too and stopped all of her activities, causing him to come down yet again; and putting Scott into some serious pain, Blue Balls to the extreme. Shelly knew that she probably couldn't back him down again, and she really didn't want to; she wanted to taste him, to know his full strength, and to feel him fill her belly with his love; so she decided to bring him off this time. Scott was ready again, so Shelly moved in. This time she tried to take Scott's whole cock into her mouth in one swallow, and ended up gagging herself instead and having to quickly pull him out of her mouth, causing her to have a coughing attack. Scott was concerned and quickly asked "Are you alright?" the coughing subsided and Shelly didn't respond to the question but instead quickly moved in upon his unsuspecting cock, determined that she was going to take his full length in this time. She started at the tip and slowly, inch by inch, swallowed him deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat--Shelly remembered her friends telling her that if she relaxes the muscles in her throat ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please don't send requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on disk. Send a blank email to adultarc@f26.n340.z1.fidonet.org for more information. Authors wishing to have files added to or removed from the THC Public archive should contact me at: tommy@f26.n340.z1.fidonet.org. Please refer comments to alt.sex.stories.d or to e-mail. Thank you. -=( Tommy )=-