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Subject: {ASSM} February 22  (MFF) First story by Alison Curfly
Date: Wed, 14 Jun 2000 16:10:18 -0400
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This is my first story.  I would appreaciate some constructive criticism.
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February 22 by Alison Curfly

I first heard of Sarah a week ago.  She had just ditched her boyfriend and 
was complaining about him to my girlfriend, Fiona, at work.  Sarah was a 
receptionist in the hotel where Fiona was a waitress.  They'd never spoken 
much, but at one morning break Sarah just had to talk to someone.

When we were out shopping the next day Fiona tells me her story.
"We could get her something to cheer her up."  I suggest.
"A Valentine's card maybe, she won't be expecting that, a little present as 
well?"
"A blow-up doll?" I laugh
"Don't be daft, only blokes are desperate enough to fuck a balloon."
"What about a vibrator then?  At least she can interact with it."
"Are you going to go and buy it then?"

We are standing across the road from the blanked out windows of the local 
'Private Shop'.
"Are you game then?" she asks
" 'spose so."
I'm always embarrassed about stuff like this.  We boldly cross the road and 
enter the shop.  Fiona squeezes my hand as she stares at the variety of 
object adorning the walls.  "Fucking hell Dave!  Where do we start?"
"Need any help?"
We both jump, and this rather ordinary girl comes out from behind a counter. 
  I wasn't sure who I'd expected to be working here, but not a neatly 
dressed twenty year old with a perm and tweed skirt.  As it turns out she 
was very helpful.  She explained the different makes and sizes and prices 
and add-ons.  She showed us the various creams and powders and potions to 
improve performance.  She handed us a couple of brochures with 
demonstrations of some of the tools strapped in place.  We spent a happy 
hour there, but we only left with a nice large (and cheap) vibrator.  We 
promised to return in the future.  We took it home and wrapped it prettily.  
I failed to convince Fiona that she should try it out to make sure it 
worked, although we did test the batteries.

On the morning of the 21st Fiona dropped the parcel on Sarah's doorstep on 
the way to serve breakfast.  I worked in a restaurant on the other side of 
town and didn't start till the afternoon, but I wouldn't finish till 12 
midnight.  'Nice Valentines Day' I thought as I dozed the morning away.

Valentines night was the worst night of the year.  We were full of tables of 
two, most on their only night out of the year.  They order the most boring 
and/or awkward dishes and expect to be in and out within an hour.  The only 
consolation was the night passed quickly.  At half past eleven I was 
stepping out of the shower and getting ready to go home.
"You stopping for a drink." Asks Joe, the commis chef.
"No way, I've got a hot Valentines date for tonight.  If I'm home before 
midnight I'll get a special treat."  I wink at him but he just mutters 
something and goes up to the bar.  Poor sod, I think as I rush out to the 
car.

Driving like a madman I manage to get home before 12.  As rush through the 
door I glance at my watch 11:59.  Yippee!!!  The place is in darkness.  I 
turn on the light and see a post-it note on the TV.  Before I can read it 
the phone rings.
"Hello."
"Dave, its me.  Listen, you can't come and pick me up can you?  I've had too 
much to drink."  I look at the note 'Gone for a drink with Sarah.  Won't be 
late. F'.  I sigh and mutter OK.  Sarah lives round the corner from my 
restaurant.

Half an hour later I'm sitting in Sarah's living room, drinking half a glass 
of Chateaux Nondescript.
"Sorry for keeping her out so late." Apologises Sarah.
"It's cool." I reply and take another sip.  The two girls exchange 'Oops' 
glances and the room is silent.
"Hey you've got a video camera." Fiona blurts out and picks up an old 
Hitachi from near the telly.
" Yes, it's great for holidays and stuff."
"Dave always wanted one but I'm too mean to spend any money." She looks at 
me.  "Hey, listen, I'm sorry about tonight honey.  Lets go home and I'll 
make it up."
I gulp the wine down and stand up.
"It's OK, honest."
Fiona passes the camera to Sarah and gives me a hug.
"No, its not OK, I'm sorry lover."
I hear a whir, Sarah has switched the camera on.
"You two kiss and make up."

Fiona moves and  puts her arms around my neck.  I pull her in and we start a 
long sloppy kiss, our tongues searching each others.  She tastes of cheap 
red wine.
"Oh... how sweet." Says Sarah and starts moving around us, filming all the 
time.
My hands move down Fiona's back and I grab her firm cheeks and pull her even 
closer, my hardness presses into her.  She moans into the kiss.  I move a 
hand up towards her neck and find the top of the zipper.  Time seems to 
stand still.  Sarah is facing Fiona's back, pointing the camera at my hand, 
Fiona freezes in mid kiss.  Nervously I slowly start unzipping the dress.  
About half-way down she seems to make a decision, she squirms and resumes 
the kiss.
Now she's unzipped, I move to her shoulders and start easing the dress off.  
She lowers her arms and steps back, leaning forward to keep the kiss going 
for as long as possible.  As the dress falls to the floor Sarah moves around 
to get a better shot.  Standing there in just bra and panties Fiona looks as 
wonderful as I've ever seen her.  Her nipples show erect through her flimsy 
bra, struggling to contain her delicious tits.  A faint glimmer of her 
neatly trimmed bush showing through the lace of her panties.  She kicks the 
dress away and looks straight into my eyes.
"Your turn."

As she pulls my t-shirt over my head I kick my shoes off.  Her hands play 
over my shoulders and down to my chest.  She pulls playfully at my nipples 
and I squeak.  Sarah laughs and I'm sure she zooms in as Fiona plants a kiss 
on each.  My cock is straining as Fiona moves lower.  Sarah gets in for a 
closer view as my jeans are eased down.  Both girls are now kneeling close 
to my bulging jockeys and Fiona looks up for some final confirmation.  What 
can I do?  I smile and nod.

I've never known my cock to be so big or hard.  Fiona grabs the base and 
lets Sarah get a good shot as she plays her tongue over the slit, cleaning 
up the little drop of pre-come.  Then she kisses it, right on the end and 
starts slowly letting it slide into her mouth.  I'm breathing deeply now, 
trying to keep control, but failing rapidly.  I can feel my balls pulsating 
as more and more of my cock disappears into her mouth.  Then slowly out 
again, my cock is even bigger and feels like its going to explode.  The tip 
disappears again and Fiona's tongue starts working away underneath.  Its 
just too much and with a mighty moan I send the first shot deep into her 
throat.  The rest ends up on her face.  I've never shot so much for so long, 
and soon Fiona's face is dripping with spunk.  Sarah gets a shot of her 
licking her lips and wiping the stickiness from her eyes.
"Bloody hell." Was all Sarah could say, as she lowered the camera to get a 
better look.
"Give that to me," Fiona grabs the camera "its your turn now."

Fiona sits on the floor and starts filming as Sarah stands up and starts 
removing her blouse.  I can tell she's not so sure about this, so I do the 
gentlemanly thing and take over.  Her eyes drift to the ceiling as I let her 
top slip to the floor revealing her pert tanned breasts, she's not wearing a 
bra and her nipples are rock hard.  I kneel down and start to undo her 
jeans.  Fiona kneels next to me as I slowly ease them down to the floor, 
revealing Sarah's skimpy briefs.  As she gets a shot of her friends pubes 
peeking over the top I reach over and unhook Fiona's bra.
Sarah wants the camera back, she's still not sure about what's happening.  
Fiona has less of a problem.  She throws the bra away and rolls onto her 
back.
"God I'm hot." She pants and starts to peel her sodden knickers off.  Sarah 
moves close to her side and kneels down.  Her cunt is wide open and Fiona 
rubs her hand in her own wetness.  "I need to come."
I'm cock is hard again but I want to try and make the night last, so I slide 
down and nestle my head in between her thighs.  I can see her clit peeping 
out from its den and I take it in my lips, sucking gently.  As I look up I 
see her pulling and kneading her tits.
I start to work, my tongue all over her cunt.  Now her clit, now her hole, 
back to her clit, I bite and suck and pull at her cunt until she's in a 
frenzy.  My face is covered with cunt-juice as I stick the tip of my tongue 
into her anus.  She bucks wildly and I bring my hand around.  A finger takes 
the place of my tongue and she starts to come.  I dive at her clit as her 
thighs start crushing my head.  Her hands are now pulling my hair and she 
screams out loud.
After what seems like ages she starts to calm down.  She's still twitching 
as I free my head and look up.  Sarah is stood staring at us.  The camera is 
still running but she's not in control of it.  Her free hand is pressed 
tightly on her cunt through her knickers.

I stand up and take the camera from her.  We embrace and she kisses me, her 
friends juices still all over my face.  She seems in a daze as I turn her 
around and lean her over the chair.  I slide her knickers down and lick 
between her cheeks, she spreads her legs slightly so I can reach her 
dripping cunt with my tongue.  She can't take it, she reaches back and pulls 
me upright.  My cock is throbbing as I slide it easily into her.  Fiona 
grabs the camera and stands up, wobbling slightly.
"My legs are like jelly." She says as she staggers over towards us.
I make sure Fi can get a good shot as I slowly plunge in and out.  Sarah's 
lips hugging my cock and moving in time.
"I want to see you squirt." She says as I start to speed up.  I feel Sarah's 
hand playing with herself, I manage to nudge Fiona and she realises what's 
happening below.  I move to the side slightly and Fiona can focus on the 
whole of Sarah's cunt with my cock pushing in and out and Sarah's hand 
frigging away at her clit.  Sarah comes first in great shuddering waves.  
That finishes me off and I just manage to withdraw in time to squirt my load 
onto Sarah's puckered anus.  I press the tip of my cock against it and she 
shudders again.  Fiona reaches out with her free hand  and tries to squeeze 
the rest of my spunk into Sarah's arsehole.
"Just in time," says Fiona "The battery's just gone."
That breaks the moment and we all laugh collapsing in a heap.

When I had recovered slightly I picked up the camera.  Fiona grabbed at my 
prick
"I could do with this now..." she laughed
"I've got an idea," said Sarah, picking up the half-empty wine bottle "grab 
the camera and the glasses and lets go upstairs."
Fiona grabbed the glasses and we followed Sarah upstairs.  I managed to 
squeeze another few seconds out of the camera as they were going upstairs.  
The sight of two beautiful naked girls wiggling their sodden red and aroused 
nether regions as they climbed the stairs was mind-blowing.
"I'll wake up in a minute." I mutter to myself as the camera flicks off 
again.

Her bedroom was bigger than ours.  She had a table set against the wall near 
the foot of the bed with a small TV, video, PC and a mountain of wires.
"Fiona on the bed." Sarah ordered, "you can plug the camera in there 
somewhere."

I fished out the power supply and connected the camera.  The lead wasn't 
very long so I was forced to perch my arse on the table and film from there. 
  The wall lights above the bed gave only just enough illumination for the 
camera, so I switched on the neat little Ikea halogen lamp on Sarah's desk, 
much better.  Fiona lay down on the bed, legs together and hands by her 
side.
"I'm ready." She said.
"Here we are," Sarah brought a 9" vibrator from the bedside cabinet, the one 
we bought last week. "Remember this?"  She gave the base a twist and a happy 
buzzing sound filled the room.
"Oh yes! Give it to me baby!" She raised her knees and grabbed them with her 
hands pulling them wide and high beside her tits.  Her whole arse and pussy 
was soaking wet and in full view to the camera.  There would be no need for 
the vibrator in a minute I thought.
Sarah knelt on the bed next to Fiona and started playing the vibrator around 
Fi's cunt.  She went from the clit to the arse and to the sides of her 
thighs and back and around.  Fi started moaning again as Sarah poised the 
tip at Fiona's hole.  She pushed the tip inside and ever so gently started 
twisting and turning the vibrator as it entered Fiona's dripping hole.  
Fiona let go of her knees but kept her legs akimbo, this gave a bit more 
room for Sarah to get at the target area.  The vibrator was almost hidden 
and Sarah started on Fiona's sex with her fingers, stroking and tickling her 
most sensitive areas.  Fiona moved her arm and was able to reach Sarah's 
back, she ran her fingers down and reached her cunt.
"God, you're soaking."
"That's your boyfriends fault." Replied Sarah, not stopping her work.
Fiona tasted her fingers.
"Hmm Nice.  I think I need a better look."
Any doubts I had about a third erection vanished as Fiona coaxed Sarah's leg 
over her head.  I put the camera down, it was still running and pointing in 
roughly the right direction, I needed a better view of this.
I lay down by the side of Fiona and placed an arm over Sarah's back.  I 
could see Fiona looking at Sarah's slippery sex.  She gently slid her finger 
around, feeling her lips and clit, slipping it gently inside.  I could feel 
Sarah moving underneath me, she was enjoying this.  My arm slid down her 
back and I joined Fiona in the examination.  Our fingers met as we felt 
every millimetre of her sopping cunt.  One finger of mine entered, then one 
of Fiona's, then another of mine, then Fiona's.  My thumb pressed on her 
anus and I could feel it contract. Then Fiona pulled her fingers out with a 
massive plop and dived head first into the twitching flesh.  She stuck her 
tongue deep into Sarah's vagina and shook her head from side to side.  Sarah 
convulsed and arched her back, she cried so loud I thought the whole town 
would hear.  Fiona grabbed her hips and pulled her back a couple of inches 
so she could reach the clit.  More screams and I saw a stream of fanny juice 
pour onto Fiona's face.  I pulled myself closer and sank my teeth into 
Sarah's buttocks, more screams and more juice.  Fiona's hair was soaking and 
her eyes were closed, but she kept on sucking and nibbling.  Finally Sarah 
managed to pull herself off and landed on the floor.
"Jesus Christ!  What the bloody hell was that!" she managed to blurt out and 
her hand shot to protect her sopping sensitive cunt.  "I've never felt 
anything like that EVER!"
"I must have a good teacher." says Fiona, and pulls me close for a very wet 
kiss.
My hand slips down to her cunt and finds the butt end of a vibrator poking 
out.
"No need for this now." I smile, slide it out and drop it still buzzing onto 
the floor.
As I roll on top she wipes Sarah's ejaculation from her face and down her 
breasts, rubbing it into her delicious mounds.  As I slide easily in she 
pulls at her nipples, forming neat cones from her tits.
"Hmm... that's much better." She moans as I start to pump slowly in and out.  
I've no intention in rushing this time and keep up a steady rhythm.  
Withdrawing so just the tip is inside her lips then pushing my throbbing 
cock slowly in until it is totally embedded in her slippery hole.  I hold my 
arms strait so I can see her naked below me.  She rubs Sarah's juices all 
over her body and mine.  Into her tits, down her stomach, along her thighs, 
into my chest.  She wipes her hands on my face, making me lick them clean.  
She rubs her own pierced flesh and my glistening cock and I clean them 
again.
I hear the light click off behind me and Sarah joins us on the bed.  She 
just snuggles in next to Fiona and rests a hand on the place where we meet.  
I move my arm to encompass them both and slowly lower myself until all three 
are locked together in a passionate embrace.  I start to speed up slightly 
and Sarah moves her hand, gently massaging Fiona's clit.  Fiona starts to 
moan and all three of us kiss and move closer.  I could feel the pressure 
building in both of us.  I speed up some more and Fiona's free leg locks 
over my back, Sarah's leg does the same and we all kiss again.
Suddenly, as my tongue is buried deep in Fiona's mouth, I feel the 
temperature rise in her cunt.  My cock responds and swells even more, the 
spunk builds up ready to shoot.
"Oh my God!" she yells and her cunt fills with fluid.  I just grunt and fill 
her with my own.  I keep on pumping as long as I can, but the long day and 
excitement of the night have taken their toll.  I collapse between the two 
new lovers exhausted.
Someone turns the light off and I drift into a blissful sleep to the sound 
of the vibrators batteries running down.



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