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Subject: {ASSM} Anniv-Flash: Flash Dancing - MF sex
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Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2000 10:10:04 -0500
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As usual, it's a fucking gift to the world.
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Flash Dancing - A Public Domain Quickie
by MindYOB
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A prick oozing white cum and a pussy dripping with the aftereffects of a
good fuck.
Now *that* is what a sex story is all about.
I want to slide my hand up your dress, skirt, down your pants... Whatever,
and get a good firm grip on your pussylips. If you happen to be a guy,
well, I want to reach between your legs and get a good solid grip on what
makes you a man.
Then, I'm going to squeeze whatever I'm holding and let you know just how
much I appreciate the fact you're fully functional.
Yeah, I don't mind if you return the favor. That's what this is all about.
Getting physical. 'Let's put the parts together and feel good'.
Now, to all you 'literary types' out there, what's so damn difficult to
understand about this attitude?
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"Hey woman. Let's get into something more comfortable." I am blunt. I can
afford to be because she's my squeeze and she thinks like I do.
"Prick doing your thinking again? No, forget I said that. Your prick is
like my cunt. Always looking for the chance to get some exercise." She's
grinning.
"Yep." I chuckle along with her as we slam the pubes together and make sure
that my tab still fits into her slot.
I don't slow down a bit or miss a stroke as she lithely bounces up off her
feet and wraps her legs around me. I catch her with practised ease and
enjoy the feel of her ass in my hands. As part of the familiar routine, I
squeeze her firm globes as we flex our bodies back and forth.
I wish it could go on forever but hey, there's always the next time so I
don't feel cheated as her inner spasms help me reach my orgasm.
I spurt a few times and then she wraps her arms around my neck and I let go
so she can place her feet back on the carpet.
I look down. "You know," I say it thoughtfully, "It's about time we went
looking for a new carpet. The stains are finally starting to show on this
one."
She laughs as she hugs me. "I've been wondering how long it would take for
you to notice."
I smile wryly. "Hell, this is the first time I've been far enough away from
it to realize they are stains and not part of the pattern."
If she said something, I missed it. Seems she was too busy making sure I
was completely drained. Her lips met my hair as I felt her skilled mouth
draining me.
That, neighbors, is what life - and sex stories - are about.
Sex.
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MindYOB
October 2000
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