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Subject: {ASSM} Moan, by Ed Rider (MF)
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moan.txt
Disclaimer: The following piece is a work of pornography. As such, it
contains situations that may be undesirable in real life. The primary
intent of this text is to arouse the reader. If this makes you
uncomfortable, or if you are 18 years of age or younger, please stop
reading now.
Moan
by Ed Rider
** Act I: "Do you like dirty movies?"
[A nice home in the suburbs, clean and tastefully decorated. ANNA is in the
living room, putting cushions and blankets on the couch. The TV is on, tuned
to the home shopping network. ANNA is a cute seventeen year old, with
straight dyed-blonde hair coming down just below her shoulders. She is
wearing a tight pair of jeans, and a white sweater that nicely accents her
C-cup breasts. The phone rings, and she clicks off the TV with the remote.
ANNA picks up the
phone on the second ring.]
ANNA: Hello?
CALLER: [Deep voice, masculine, slightly distorted] Who is this?
ANNA: Um, who are you trying to reach?
CALLER: What number is this?
ANNA: Well, what number are you trying to reach?
CALLER: I don't know.
ANNA: Well, I think you have the wrong number.
CALLER: Do I?
ANNA: Um, yeah. Bye.
[ANNA hangs up the phone, shaking her head. Still holding the phone, she
walks into the kitchen, and jumps, startled, when the phone rings again.]
ANNA: [answering the phone] Hello?
CALLER: [same person as last time] I'm sorry, I must have dialled the wrong
number.
ANNA: [smiling] So, uh, why'd you dial it again?
CALLER: To apologise.
[ANNA rolls her eyes. She turns on the stove and places a package of Jiffy
Pop on the burner.]
ANNA: You're forgiven. Bye.
CALLER: Wait, wait! Don't hang up.
ANNA: What?
CALLER: I want to talk to you for a second.
ANNA: [amused] They have 900-numbers for that.
CALLER: I'd rather talk with you.
ANNA: Who is this?
CALLER: You tell me your name, and I'll tell you mine.
ANNA: I don't think so.
[ANNA shakes the popcorn around so it wont burn.]
CALLER: What's that sound?
ANNA: Popcorn.
CALLER: You're making popcorn?
ANNA: [friendly] Yep.
CALLER: I only eat popcorn at the movies.
ANNA: Well, I'm getting ready to watch a video.
CALLER: Really? What?
ANNA: Oh, you know, just some dirty movie.
CALLER: Do you like dirty movies?
ANNA: Uh huh.
CALLER: What do you like about them?
[ANNA thinks, the action punctuated by the sound of the last few popcorn
kernels popping.]
ANNA: Well... I like seeing all the different naked bodies. And I like that
it makes me hot all over.
[ANNA opens the package of popcorn and pours it into a bowl. She walks back
into the living room, placing the popcorn on a table by the couch.]
CALLER: So, do you have a boyfriend?
ANNA: [sitting down on the couch] Umm, no.
CALLER: You never told me your name.
ANNA: Why do you want to know my name?
CALLER: Because I want to know who I'm looking at.
[ANNA is a bit startled. She looks around.]
CALLER: Does that frighten you?
ANNA: No, not really. It's kind of exciting to be watched, you know?
CALLER: I'm glad you like it. Would you like to play a little game?
ANNA: Sure, I love games. And I know just the one you want to play...
CALLER: [a bit surprised at the deviation from the script] You do?
ANNA: Yeah. [tucking a thumb under the waistband of her jeans suggestively]
I'll ask you a movie question... and if you get it right, I'll take off a
piece of clothing...
CALLER: Hm, I think I like this game.
ANNA: I knew you would. So, first question... What color were Sharon Stone's
panties in "Basic Instinct?"
CALLER: Um, she wasn't wearing any.
ANNA: [smiling] Very good... [unbuttoning her jeans] Can you guess what
color *my* panties are? [without waiting for an answer, she teasingly slides
off her pants, revealing nice trim legs, and her pretty pink panties. She
holds up her sweater and turns slowly in a circle, so the caller can get a
nice view of the tight pink cotton outlining her firm young ass. Then she
sits back down, her sweater falling back down over her crotch.]
CALLER: That's very nice. What's the next question?
ANNA: Hmm... Who was the sexiest actress in "Scream?"
CALLER: Uh, Drew Barrymore.
ANNA: [giggling] Why thank you.. [she turns her back to the windows she
imagines the caller must be looking through, then pulls her sweater off over
her head. Then after a quick wiggle of her ass, she slowly turns around,
standing straight, and pushing her chest forward. Her nipples are poking up
from under her bra, aroused from stripping for a stranger. She sits back
down and idly rubs one of her nips.]
CALLER: Definitely the sexiest... these questions are pretty easy.
ANNA: [smiling, teasingly] We make a good team then... I'm easy and you're
hard.[she slides her hand into her panties and rubs her moistening pussy]
Enough questions... aren't you gonna come fuck me now?
CALLER: I don't think that would be wise... besides I already have you how I
want you.
ANNA: [pouting] Oh c'mon... you've got me hot... I want to feel your cock
inside me.
CALLER: If you need something inside you, go get your dildo. [ANNA frowns.]
Well? Go on and get it.
[ANNA disappears offstage for a minute and re-enters holding a six * inch
plastic flesh-colored cock.]
ANNA: Here it is... [she holds the dildo up in front of her face, and gives
it a long slow lick]
CALLER: Excellent. But I don't think it will need any lubrication... your
cunt is pretty well soaked, isn't it?
ANNA: [blushing slightly] Oh yeah... [she squeezes her thighs together]
ungh... I'm dripping wet...
CALLER: I can see that... tell me, has any boy ever gotten you wet like
this?
ANNA: [grinning, then in a mock school-girl voice] Oh, no Sir. I've never
been properly fucked. I just have to sit around my room, all horny, and I
slide this dildo in and out of my hot pussy, just pretending that it's a
real man's cock...
CALLER: Uh-huh, I bet. I know you've had a boy over there all night a time
or two...
ANNA: [closing her eyes and rubbing her cunt through her panties] Oh, that?
That wasn't much... I promise you he didn't fuck me. He sure wanted to
though! Mmmm, I had him so horny for me, I just had to finish him off...
CALLER: Yeah? What did a sweet little girl like you do to get a nice guy all
hard?
ANNA: [lying back and smiling] Well... we were makin' out, and I let him
touch me all over my breasts.. it felt so good! And boy, did he get hard
when he got my blouse off. He went right down, sqeezing my pert boobs, and
licking them all over. [she moves her hand up from her wet crotch to take
off her bra, kneading and squeezing her tits with both hands.] Ooh, and
sucking them into his mouth and licking my nipples... mm!
CALLER: Ohhh, please tell me more...
ANNA: [licking her lips] Well... his cock was oh so good and stiff by then,
so I unbuttoned his jeans, and let it out... Oh my! I didn't expect to be so
big... He kissed me some more, and started rubbing his cock up against my
pants. [she moans] I... ungh... grabbed his cock and started to rub and
squeeze it...
[ANNA pauses, distracted by waves of pleasure radiating from her clenching
pussy. She listens for a sec, but can only hear CALLER's heavy breathing on
the other end of the line. Knowing he is stroking himself good and fast, she
continues the story, now rubbing her clit and slipping a finger into her
pussy.]
ANNA: His cock was so hard.. and so warm too. I wan't ready to take him my
pussy, so I sat him down on the bed and got down on my knees. I'd never
given a blow job before, so I just grabbed his dick and started licking it,
like an ice cream cone. [she is panting, rubbing her clit faster] Mmm, I
must have been doing something right, cause he moaned loudly, especially
when I took the head into my mouth. Ohh, it tasted good... I sucked hard,
and swirled my tongue around, and next thing I knew... oh! [a sharp cry
escapes her lips as orgasm wracks her body] Ungh, he grunted, his cock
bulging, and it, ohhhh, spurted hot cum... I took it in my mouth, swallowing
his jism... he held me by the hair, making me drink it all.... Oh god... I'm
cumming.... oh!! yes!!!
[ANNA sprawls off the couch, still tingling from her orgasm. She slips off
her now soaked panties, and sits up, her back against the couch.]
ANNA: You still there?
CALLER: [exhaling heavily] Yeah... that was great... And now, since you've
been such a good girl for me, I'm going to do something good for you...
ANNA: [still lightly rubbing her now bare pussy] Oh yeah? I'd like that... I
still wanna get fucked...
CALLER: Oh, you will, my horny little slut. Spread your legs good and wide
so I can see you.
[ANNA obeys, spreading her legs wide apart. Her pussy glistens, topped only
by a neatly trimmed thatch of pubic hair. She closes her eyes and circles
her clit with her thumb.]
CALLER: Oh my, what a beautiful cunt... No, no more playing with yourself.
It's time to take that plastic lover of yours. That's right, baby, stick it
in for me.
[ANNA picks up the dildo and rubs it up and down over her slit. Then she
pushes it in, her pink pussy lips splayed apart as the plastic lover enters
her sopping cunt with ease. She moans sofly, and works her clit over with
the palm of her hand.]
CALLER: Hm, you like that, don't you? Just like a real cock, push it and and
out... fuck yourself with it... lying back on the carpet, your lover on top
of you... thrusting in and out.. take it... take it all the way in!
[ANNA gasps and moans. She puts her hand on the base of the dildo and shoves
it down hard, crying out in pleasure as the plastic cock is driven all the
way into her.]
CALLER: Just like a good hard cock... look at you, lying on the carpet and
moaning... such a good little slut... you love that plastic cock of yours,
don't you? Come on, fuck it good! Cum for me... cum all over my cock!
[ANNA bucks her hips against her hand, the dildo inside her pressing against
the walls of her pussy, thrusting up against all her sensitive spots,
reaming out her cunt. She screams as she's brought to another crashing
orgasm, stronger than the first.]
ANNA: oh yes... I'm cummming... AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
[ANNA goes limp, gasping as orgasmic delight overcomes her, writhing and
rubbing her back on the carpet, the dildo still wedged halfway into her.
There is a long pause as both she and the CALLER cool down.]
ANNA: [murmuring] Oh my... that was great... [she sits up] Who... who are
you? Billy?
CALLER: [laughing] Maybe... but then, maybe not. See you in school on
Monday, Blondie...
[There is a click and a dial tone as the CALLER hangs up. ANNA picks herself
up from the floor and gathers her clothes.]
ANNA: It's got to be Billy. [she smiles, intrigued] But then, maybe it was
Paul... [she heads off to the bathroom to take a shower]
** end of Act I.
The author humbly invites your comments, questions, and requests to be
emailed to Ed_Rider7@hotmail.com
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