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Its characters have not even begun to contemplate such things, mostly because said characters do not exist. Any imagined resemblance to people living or deceased is either the result of dementia on the reader's part or that the reader is, in fact, a character this story. None of these are conditions to be proud of, and it would not be wise to draw attention to one's self by claiming any similarity. It is assumed that readers of this story have the permission of the state, mom, dad, and the pastor and are able to fully tell the difference between real and make-believe. If not, what are you still doing here? Furthermore, the writer is aware that he is bound for hell, but welcomes both praise or/and well thoughts out, humourous insults on his writing skill or lack thereof. Note: he already knows he cannot spell warth shet. The events and descriptions of this story are the sole property of Kenny N Gamera and should not be recorded, reposted, or profited from in anyway, without express written permission of the person hiding behind that pen name. Reposting and free archiving may be tolerated given the writer's name and address remains attached. Archiving by Google and ASSTR/ASSM is assumed and encouraged. Thank You and Good Day, Kenny N Gamera *** It was Valentine's Day. Once upon a time it would have been St. Valentine's Day, but ole Valentine had gotten a better deal from Halmark than the Pope could give him; c'est la vie. Nonetheless, not everyone was bitter that bright and cheery day. Take Fred for instances. Fred had planned a lovely evening with his favourite porno starlet, the extremely busty Rhonda Casabas. Dinner, as those of you who know Fred, wasn't much. A little take out Chinese that he had picked up just after he had picked up Rhonda. The ride home extended to just a few minutes short of eternity for Fred. While the smell of still warm Empress Chicken and Beef with Garlic Sauce filled the car, Rhonda sat in her seat quietly tempting Fred into something rash. At every light, he struggled with himself to keep from striping her so he could examine every inch of her prefect form. But he resisted. He had promised himself a romantic evening for just himself and Rhonda. He would have that evening even if it killed him. He served their meal at the table with his two best (and only matched) plates. The rice and chicken and beef were placed in individual serving bowls. Candles graced the table. He dimmed the lights and placed a little light jazz on his stereo. Rhonda ate little of the food, and Fred touched just slightly more. He felt nervous with anticipation and just a little fear that he may not be up to her high standards. She smiled at him as pieces of chicken kept popping from between his chopsticks. He giggled and joked at his clumsiness. Her answering smile held him spell bound. Fred finally cut the meal short. He went to Rhonda's chair. After a light kiss to her cheek, he gently lifted her into his arms and carried her to his (if you would believe this) recently cleaned bedroom. After placing her on the bed without the need of removing any dirty clothing, he stepped away and marveled at the perfect form of her body. It was amazing, he thought as he began to take off his clothing. He did it slowly, just as he had always imagined that he would. Wordlessly, he watched his relaxed progress with wide-open eyes. At last, though, he took off the tight silk briefs that he had purchased just for such occasions and his erection bobbed free from its confinement. He settled next to her, and pushed aside one of the straps of her camisole. Then, he slipped the other, so that it fell away from her body only to be caught on the obstructions of her breasts. He tugged the lacy, red fabric down with one hand as he planted kisses on her face. As he played with one of her mounds, he at last brought his mouth to hers, and his tongue entered her mouth. After a long moment he broke the kiss away and got to his knees. Kneeling above her, Fred began to take the one-piece camisole slowly from Rhonda's compliant body. His fingers caressed her legs as he inched her clothing away. He stared silently at her naked body in wonder. It was just as it was at the gang bang video where he had shared her with those hundred some men. This was different. This was special. Tonight, he would share her with no one. Tonight, he reminded himself, she was just with him and him alone. Fred moved between Rhonda's slightly opened legs and started to lick at her tight opening. When he felt that she was wet enough, he pulled his body up against hers. He entered her with one drawn out thrust of his hips until his scrotum touched against her. He enjoyed the tightness of her pussy momentarily, before need drove him to start fucking her. At first, he used short, spaced thrusts, but he could hold himself back only so long. His motions became more insistent and less controlled. His animal-like behavior brought no protests from Rhonda, however. If anything, the squeals and sighs that came form her only added to the desire that Fred felt. Fred soon sensed that his time had come. Still, he knew that they had all night. He gave into the growing feeling in his balls and increased the pounding he was giving his favourite porn star. At last, he could take no more, and his body exploded in orgasm. He shot wad after wad into Rhonda's abused cunt. Losing all control, he lowered his mouth to her ear and bit into as his dick pulsed. She seemed to bounce back to him with each of his last thrusts. Then, there was a pop. Rhonda slowly sagged as Fred went through the last of his convulsions. Her loss of form accompanied a soft hissing sound. Finally, his orgasm ended just as the last of the air in Rhonda had escape. Fred looked down at the now deflated rubber doll. Only the hard rubber breasts and the life-like vagina were left anywhere near the appearance of a woman. "Fuck," he sighed, "at least it was fun while it lasted." END More stores by this author: ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/Gamera * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 80