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Subject: {ASSM} Miss by Lord Malinov
Date: Fri, 11 Aug 2000 17:10:26 -0400
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Miss
by Lord Malinov
<malinov@mindless.com>
~~~
The best peek I ever stole happened one night when I was up late
partying with my friend Alex, smoking in his bedroom and talking bullshit.
His parents were out of town, and we were taking advantage of the luxury.
After three years of college life, we knew what it felt like to be poor.
Two days with unlimited access to a bar stocked with liquor and a kitchen
stuffed with food was damn close to paradise to us.
That afternoon, Alex and I were lounging by his pool when I heard girls'
voices inside the house and turned to look.
"Who's that?" I asked Alex.
"Sister," he said, taking a sip from his bourbon and coke. "She goes to
State."
"Oh," I said, picking up my drink for a sip.
"She's hardly around when she comes home. In and out," said Alex, and
as he predicted, the girls disappeared and were soon forgotten.
We went to a party that night, saw a few people, but it was one of those
nights when absolutely nothing seemed to be happening, so we went back to
Alex's house. About one-thirty, we were pulling bongs in his bedroom,
talking stupid shit when I heard noises downstairs.
"Who's that?" I asked nervously, feeling a twinge of paranoia.
"Sister," said Alex lazily, his eyes closing. "Theresa."
"Is she cool?" I asked. "Should I put it away?"
"Fuck, yes," said Alex in a soft smiling voice. "She's a party girl.
If she finds our dope, she'll smoke it all."
Relieved, I loaded the bowl with a hard kernel of weed and set it on
fire with a suck. A sweet grey trail of smoke lifted heavenward. My lungs
full of heat, I offered the still smouldering bong to Alex. He didn't
move, his eyes having fallen firmly shut. I held my breath for a while
longer and then let the rich cloud erupt into the room. The swirling
shadows filled me with a sense of quiet as I gazed into the dim light.
Then my stomach growled.
"Let's get some food," I said, shaking Alex slightly. He groaned,
resisting my impulse to motion. I picked myself up and headed out the
door.
When I opened Alex's door, I immediately noticed a faint flickering blue
glow coming from one of the doors down the hall. Curious and nervous, I
closed the door as silently as I could and took slow gentle steps toward
the open door. I moved like a cat as the room came into view, first
catching sight of the small television that showed images of some energetic
band in a frenetic display. A little further, and I saw a thick shock of
black hair on the bed. She lay on her stomach, with her head turned away.
Motionless, she seemed to be already asleep. I slid further down the far
wall of the hallway, increasing my field of vision. To my delight, I soon
caught sight of a ribbed grey tank-top that covered half of her back, the
naked curve of the small of her back, and the bulge of her round bottom
under her grey cotton panties. My heart pounded so loudly as I stared that
I nearly passed out. I drank in the erotic view, greedily wishing I could
somehow see more.
"Cindy?" a girl's voice whispered. I nearly fell over from fright.
Another girl walked into my sight. I froze motionless, afraid to even
blink. A tall, blonde girl in purple flowered panties and creamy white
skin stopped at the edge of the bed. "Move over," she said, giving her
friend a small shove. Cindy obliged with a roll toward the wall and
Theresa climbed onto the bed to lie beside her, both girls on their backs
under the flickering glow of music video light. I bit my lip. Theresa was
an ordinary looking girl, but her naked tits were gorgeous, falling only
slightly as they stood in youthful firmness, turned upward. "Goodnight,"
she said softly, with a tender weariness.
"Sweet dreams," said Cindy, turning onto her side to face the wall,
jutting her grey-pantied ass against Alex's sister. It seemed to me that
Theresa smiled slightly and soon her nipples tightened, lifting her breasts
slightly with each slow steady breath. Excitement smouldered fiercely in
the dark night, a tension of self-awareness that slowed time and made each
faint movement meaningful. The girls were drawing closer, testing the
pretense of sleep with subtle daring. Finally, Theresa turned to mimic
Cindy's sideways curl, to feel the full length of the girl nestled against
herself. An arm moved across to pull the girl closer. I stared hungrily
at the wide swatch of purple cloth pulled in an angle between waist and
thighs, framing Theresa's youthful sweet ass.
Things transpired at a snail's pace, at least that's the way it seemed.
At some point I decided I could hold myself steady more easily if I went
down to my knees, and while the girls moved together with the tense
patience of a tiny raindrop descending a window pane, I lowered myself to
the floor in the hall. Theresa's bottom moved in gentle ripples, a supple
stirring that would have been imperceptible except for my intense gaze. A
hushed and involuntary moan emerged sweetly from one of the girls and I
closed my eyes, so furious was my lust at that moment. The grind of
Theresa's hips quickened and I without a thought, I began to unzip my fly.
As I tugged my pants open and wrapped my hand around my excited cock to
give it a few hungry strokes, Theresa suddenly jerked herself up. I nearly
fainted in the panic that swept over me, but before the burst of fear could
compel me in any direction, the tall young blonde pulled Cindy over so that
she laid face-up. Theresa quickly straddled her pretty friend. I didn't
move a muscle, my fingers clenching my dick tight. Theresa eagerly rubbed
her panties against Cindy's in tiny excited thrusts, satin brushing cotton
to everyone's delight. I quietly stroked myself to the verge of insanity.
Yanking up the tank-top to expose Cindy's tits, Theresa shook her own big
boobs and squeezed the smaller cousins, causing Cindy to throw back her
head and moan loudly. I yanked on my cock furiously, out of my mind.
All at once, Theresa jumped off the bed. Lust overpowered me. Another
second and I would have stood up to go to her, greet her, grab her, share
the wild fits of lust that were boiling inside me. Theresa turned her back
and pushed down her panties with an anxious motion and then leapt back onto
the bed, again straddling her friend but this time turned toward the foot.
Theresa's bare ass gleamed with the blue glow of the television as she
lowered it over Cindy's giggling face.
"Oh, God," Theresa squealed with a shudder and twist. Cindy reached
over to pull the pelvis closer to her face. Without moving her hips at
all, Theresa yanked Cindy's panties down her legs and over her feet. Then
as she thrust her face eagerly between Cindy's spread thighs, Theresa
tossed the panties away.
The grey scanties floated my direction and landed in front of me, just
inside the door. The girls moaned and shook, hands clutching, faces
buried, squealing and thrashing. Without a thought, I reached forward to
grab the discarded panties. A jolt of electricity went through me as I
realized they were completely soaked. I held the drenched cotton to my
nose and took a deep breath. A fierce orgasm began in that instant,
clenching my balls, pushing me down and I'm sure I groaned loudly in the
instant. The spice of Cindy's sopping hot sex shot through me.
Instinctively, I thrust her wet panties in the path of the spurts of my
cock, pouring my excitement into her panties, mingling my lust with hers.
As the first rip finished tearing, I opened my eyes and stole another
look at the girls. Theresa's head was turned my way as her tongue reached
down rhythmically to tease Cindy's clit. I shuddered deeper, still coming,
as her gaze devoured me. Beyond control, I continued stroking my cock
until the last sensations escaped. A wicked smile touched Theresa's lips
before she turned back to pleasuring her friend.
I dropped the panties and fled to pass out on the floor of Alex's room.
I woke up around ten the next morning. Alex was still sawing wood in
his bed, so I went downstairs to see if there was any coffee. Theresa
stood in the kitchen, drinking a cup, in a t-shirt and little else.
"Want some coffee?" she asked, lifting her mug in invitation. Her blue
eyes smiled.
"Sure," I said. Theresa reached up to fetch a cup from the cupboard,
lifting her t-shirt slightly. She wore nothing underneath but a pair of
grey cotton panties.
My tired eyes opened as wide as they could. Theresa handed me a cup of
black coffee.
"Oh," she said, realizing that I was stealing glances at her legs. She
lifted the t-shirt slightly, enough to give me another glimpse of her
panties. "I stole these from Cindy. Do you want them?"
"Excuse me?" I said, choking on a sip of hot coffee. Theresa pushed the
panties down and tossed them toward me again.
"Next time you should knock," she said with a laugh. The faint bulge of
her big nipples pushed out under the white cotton of her shirt.
"Damn," I said.
"Right," Theresa said as she started out the door, heading back to her
room. "Once was pretty lucky. But what are the chances there will be a
next time?"
Theresa laughed as she disappeared and a moment later, Alex stumbled
into the kitchen. I looked blankly at him, completely unable to think.
"What?" he asked. "Did I miss something?"
"Nothing I didn't miss first," I finally said, shaking my head. "Good
as a mile. Damn."
~~~
Miss
by Lord Malinov
<malinov@mindless.com>
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