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Subject: {ASSM} Anniv-Flash - 'Belfast Crab' by Sven the Elder
X-Original-Subject: 'Belfast Crab' A Sven the Elder 'Anni' Short
Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2000 00:10:02 -0500
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This story contains words of a sexual nature and should not
be read by juveniles.
If this means you, go away and read something else; you
shouldn't be here anyway. This is a work of fiction and in
no way portrays real life -- if you can't hack that, go lie
down in a dark room; the bad feelings will go away.
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This story contains actions and descriptions of acts that
may be less than appropriate in today's uncertain and unsafe
world -- practice safe sex at all times.
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The Belfast Crab An Anniversary 'Short
By Sven the Elder
(C) November 2000
When she hit my life I was living in Belfast and she blew in
like a hurricane - to this day I'm not sure where or how I
first saw her. The memory is hazy now, but I think I had
gone to a friends house to borrow something, his latest
girlfriend was there and I was introduced to her.
Somehow we left together, ended up having a drink, then a
meal together and later that night for the first time she
shared my bed. She was an insatiable lover, I just as
besotted. Note I said we shared a bed, I did not say we
slept. She was a noisy, enthusiastic and messy lover - a
total delight in fact. That first night she introduced me
to several new styles of love-making.
She blew me - with an expertise that was breathtaking. I
was hard beyond belief, when I came it was with a violence
that moved my toenails in the direction of the tip of my
dick... from the inside! She didn't spit, or as it turned
out swallow, but shared my cum with me in the wettest
sloppiest kiss I have ever had. It was far from the
turn-off you might think - as she said 'If I'm prepared to
taste it, then you should be as well.' A hard piece of logic
to argue with.
Then she grabbed her purse and produced some KY. Was there
nothing she had not got hidden in there? I was hard again as
she applied it and then introduced me to the joys of anal as
she came hard and noisily with me, her sphincter clamping
down hard in its attempts to amputate my straining member.
We showered and cleaned up and had a sandwich and went back
to bed.
Then came the 'crab'! She wanted to 'be eaten' and 'offered
to make things easy for me.' Did I mention she was supple?
She was supple! She lay on her back and pulled her legs up
so that her knees were either side of her spectacular
breasts, her arms behind her knees and holding herself open,
wantonly and totally exposed to me in the light of the
bedside lamp. Moist, pink open pussy with a musky aroma that
would kick-start a corpse. I ate of that honey-pot, lapped
until my jaw was sore as she keened softly before I was
urged to 'fuck me NOW!' And I did, buying myself deep in her
wet centre and exploding, in that long first slide of
ecstasy.
Did I marry her? No!
She stayed with me for a little over a month, before tiring
of me, casting me aside and moving on just quickly as she
had entered my life.
But - thirty and odd years later - I still remember with
affection those brief, stolen nights of passion with my
'Belfast Crab'
Ends
Sven the Elder (C) November 2000
"Long may you want to - may you want to long" - old celtish wish.
Sven the Elder stories are archived at:
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"Long may you want to - may you want to long" - old celtish wish.
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