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Subject: Garters and Lace: Shannon
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Date: Thu, 09 Jan 97 03:02:50 -0800

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Contents: M/F, oral sex
Garters and Lace:Shannon                by Selena Long


Shannon was considered All-American. Her bright smile, sparkling
blue eyes, and cornflower blonde hair was pure Tennessee. She was
voted most likely to succeed in her senior year at Wesley Wilton
High School. At the age of 22, she lived in one of Manhattan's
prestigious high-rises. Her suite was decorated in contemporary
furniture with abstract art. Art was her passion, she collected
anything unusual, often inviting her friends over to view the
pieces she just purchased. They couldn't understand her love for
a headless statue. "You guys just have no class," she spoke with
her western twang. You wouldn't know art if it got up and
slapped you in the face." She mused. Mindy looked at her friend
in disbelief. "Is that what happened to him," she said as she
pointed at the headless statue. "Oh, you are so funny Min. The
world is full of buffoonery." Mindy, smiled at her. "It's
comedians, Shannon, we say comedians in New York City." She
corrected her. "Ah, hogwash, it has the same meaning." Mindy,
thought she would never get use to, Shannon's accent.

Shannon took one more glance at the invitation, then she started
to unpack her clothing. Her regular requested her company for the
weekend. She didn't mind, since she could use the time away from
the bustle of the city. She decided to take a hot bath while
awaiting his arrival. His jet was due any minute and it was a 45
minute ride from the airport to his condo. He always sent for her
when he was in town, which was rare since the responsibilities of
running a software engineering firm was too demanding. He usually
sent his junior staff in his place, they were equipped to handle
any situation. The Americans could care less as long as someone
would listen to them.

Shannon knew he was wild about her, not because of appearance, in
his mind she represented America. He told her most Japanese
business men have American mistresses, they set them up in an
apartment complex that they own, they are called bettaku(love
residence). She was amazed that they could keep their existence
secret. Hitaro explained that it's a part of the shadow world. A
second world known only to them. Very discreet. Very private.

He never offered to place her in one of the apartments. He said
she deserved more than he was prepared to give at this time.
Shannon knew hecouldn't risk having a full-time mistress. If his
competitors discovered her existence it could be used against
him. "Business is war," she sighed softly repeating the quote
that Hitaro often used.

He arrived on schedule, if anything, he was punctual. "Shannon?"
He set his luggage aside as he went in search of her. "I'm out
here," she answered. Hitaro followed the sound of her voice. She
was relaxing on the deck, sipping a glass of chilled chablis. He
gazed at her for a brief second, then gave her a passionate kiss
on her lips. The wine enhanced the intoxication exchange when
their tongues mingled. "Mmmmmm...you taste delicious." She tilted
her head back. "And so do you," she said as he motioned to sit
besides her. "Are you hungry? We could grab a bite to eat, if you
are?" She shook her head no, then suggested they go for a walk.
The $5,000,000 condo was built on the oceanfront. It's nearest
neighbors were 15 miles up the beach, on each side. He raised his
left eyebrow. "A walk? This late? She giggled. "Where's your
sense of adventure, Hitaro?? He couldn't help, but to join her in
her infectious laughter. "My adventure is still experiencing jet
lag, but for you I would walk." She gave him a seductive kiss on
the neck, inhaling his scent. 

They walked hand-in-hand for a few miles, then stopped to admire
the moonlight. She shivered. "Are you chilled," he asked.
"Slightly, but nothing to be concerned about." He stood behind
her, then wrapped his arms around her. "Better?" He heard a faint
moan. "Mmmmm...much better." She slowly gyrated her hips against
his lower torso, she could feel his desire building. "Shannon, if
you keep that up, I'm going to forget about this moon." She
continued to rub in slow motion. "That's the whole idea." His
voice caught, he inhaled deeply. "Ooooooooo, you feel so good,"
he told her. Soon clothing was removed and tey stood naked
against the slight breeze. Shannon's chill was forgotten, in the
heat of burning desire. She traced the outline of his hard chest,
as he flicked his fingers across her pebbly nipples, pinching,
then releasing them.

Their moans mingled, increasing their pleasure. He ran his
fingers in her long mane. "It's so soft, so beautiful, just as
you." He loved the feel of her hair, they way the light catches
it, giving her an angelic appearance. It hung to the small of her
back, she wore it loose and free. She never liked curling it,
maybe it was because it was too long, and thick, it would be more
trouble than it's worth. Besides, he wanted her to wear it the
way it is.

His fingertips gently caressed her neck, exciting her more, her
moans urging him to touch her everywhere.. He replaced his
fingers with his tongue, seeking her most sensitive spot. Her
breathing became rapid, as his tongue found her ear. "Arghhhhh,
oooooooo," she cried out while gripping his shoulders. Her knees
felt weak from the sensuous assault. He inserted his tongue
slowly, tracing the outline of her ear, then probing deep as his
tongue could go. Hitaro, knew this drove her wild, he didn't have
to touch her to know she was flooding.."Stop, I can't take it
anymore." Her breath coming in pants. "Pleeeeeeeeease, stop," she
begged. He removed his tongue, then started licking downwards,
swirling his tongue in small circles against her heated skin.
Shannon, continued to grip his shoulders, as if she held on for
dear life. Lower, he went, licking her sensitive buds. He would
swirl fast, then slow, not allowing her time to catch her breath.

"Hitaaaaaaarrroooooo...ooooooooooooooo...soooooooo...goooodddd,"
she moaned. He loved to hear her call his name, her Kentucky
accent sound like music whenever she pronounced it. His tongue
slid lower, attacking her taut abdomen with zest, the splendor of
her sweat slicked skin tasted sweet and salty to his taste
buds.Lower, he descended his head, sweeping his tongue back and
forth across her abdomen, the muscles rippled in response against
his tongue. He knew she was ready, but he was willing to confer
to her wishes. Slowly, he inserted a finger in her warmth, her
gasp was loud and passioned filled. He inhaled the sweet scent of
her mound as he probed deeper. "Mmmmm....you are so warm, so
wet," he growled, his primal instincts taking control. He pulled
her hairs gently with his lips, as he breath hot air against her
delicate skin. Inserting another finger, he felt her knees
buckle. Shannon didn't know how much longer she could stand, she
didn't know how she managed to stand now. "Deeper, yesssssss....
go...deeeeeeper." Her voice was raspy. He slid his finger in and
out, the juices created a sucking sound as she flowed down his
fingers. His tongue found her hidden core, he let it throb
against his tongue for a few seconds, then sucked it gently.
Shannon, bucked wildly from the force of the contact.
"Arghhh...gooossshhhhhh...ooooooooyesssssssssss." His flicked the
hard button slow, then increased the pace when he knew she was
nearing her climax. Faster, he licked and sucked her into a
frenzied state. Faster...licking and sucking her.....licking and
sucking.....faster....fingers sliding deep...in and out....faster
thrusting........deeper.....licking and sucking her....licking
and sucking.....then...."AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
Shannon, came hard, her juices flowed hot down his hand, his lips
were wet from the juices he smeared on his face during her first
burst of sweet cum.

His shaft was about to explode from the sounds of her pleasure.
Hitaro, gripped his cock and begin to stroke the throbbing mass.
The fast, sure strokes making him moan loud, his eyes rolling
back in his head. Soon his release will join hers in a climatic
grandeur. Sucking sounds could be heard as he continued to pump
his hand furiously. The smell of her womanhood, mingled with his
passion was creating an imminent, volcanic rupture. Precum
dampened his swollen head, Shannon hypnotized by his furious
strokes, knelt before him to taste the pearl-white drop. That was
Hitaro's undoing, with a thunderous roar, he erupted, spraying
hot jism onto her face, hair, and breasts. He continued to flow
as she caught each wave of his sticky sweetness.

They lay spent, in the warm sand, each was afraid to move or
speak, fearing the moment would be ruined. After their breathing
returned to normal, they dressed and headed back to the condo
hand-in-hand. They knew they would continue to love throughout
the night.


The End




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