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Subject: {ASSM} *NEW* Shy 02 by M Sherlocke-Romianik (MF, cons)
Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2001 16:10:03 -0500
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This work of fiction is of an adult nature and is not intended for people 
under the age of 18 or those offended by sexual situations. If you should 
not be reading this, please don't read it.

(C) Copyright 2001 by M. Sherlocke-Romianik. Feel free to distribute this 
story to any non-commercial forum with the author's name and disclaimer 
unaltered. Other use of this story is strictly prohibited without the 
author's express permission.

Please feel free to e-mail me at msromianik@hotmail.com with any questions, 
suggestions, or comments, and watch for the next installment in the Shy 
saga.

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Shy - Part 2 by M. Sherlocke-Romianik
msromianik@hotmail.com

The wall felt cold against my back. The heat from the inside of the room 
warmed my body too much. I watched the mass of bodies swaying to the slow 
music. The volume was so high that the bass pounded in my heart and ears. I 
gazed at couples kissing. I saw the braver males place their hands on the 
barely covered asses of the women. I pressed a hand, cooled from the wall, 
against my cheek; my face was burning hot.

He stood in the doorway watching me, leaning casually against the doorframe. 
His eyes made me feel naked. I liked that feeling. A new song came on, 
another slow one that was barely distinguishable from the last. He walked 
over to me, purposefully, confident. I watched him walk, his movements 
almost like those of a predator, and I was his prey. He stood in front of me 
and looked me up and down, a lazy smile on his face. He reached a clammy 
hand out to me, and I took it. He led me to a gap in the dancing couples and 
slid his arms around me, drawing me close. His body pressed softly against 
mine and his hips swayed in a slow, gentle rhythm. He smelt of a musky 
aftershave that I couldn't identify. His hands were on my bare back, sliding 
over my skin, while my own rested casually just above his waist. I wasn't 
going to be the one to initiate anything. He wanted to be a hunter, and I 
wanted to let him fulfill his desire in more ways than one.

He pressed his mouth to my neck and kissed it lightly. I felt a tingle run 
down my spine. His tongue ran across my jawline to my mouth. He pressed his 
lips against mine and pushed his tongue into my mouth. I slid my tongue 
against his as we kissed, gently at first, tentative, then deeper, more 
confident. He pulled me closer to him, my breasts pushing against his chest. 
I tightened my arms around him and let my hands drift to cup his firm ass. I 
felt my nipples stiffen as he probed my mouth with his tongue. We kept 
swaying to the music, our bodies synchronised. He moved a hand between us, 
oblivious to the other dancing couples, and kissed me again. He squeezed my 
breasts in his hand, brushing against my hard nipples. His touch pleased me 
and I sighed contentedly through our kiss. I squeezed his ass, pushing his 
hips closer to mine and I felt his cock against my thigh, hard and thick. 
His hand moved to push against my pussy through the material of my skirt and 
panties. He cupped me gently, squeezing at my center, which was becoming 
hotter and wetter. I moved one of my hands around between his legs and 
rubbed along the length of his cock through his trousers. I registered the 
look of surprise on his face when I undid the zip and slid my hand inside. 
His cock was hot and hard, the head slick with precome. I squeezed and 
stroked him as he cupped me. He shuddered a little as my hands worked on 
him, bringing his cock to full size. I squeezed his balls and then rubbed 
his cock hard. He groaned quietly and pushed himself against my hand. His 
hand pressed against me more firmly, more urgently. I withdrew and zipped 
his trousers back up. He looked at me, clearly annoyed. I leaned my mouth 
close to his ear.

"Follow," I said and licked his earlobe.

I walked away through the door and into the hallway beyond. At the end of 
that hallway I tried a door to a room on my left. It wasn't locked, so I 
walked into the shadows it contained. I heard his footsteps behind me and 
turned to see him close the door. His body slammed into me as he pushed me 
hard up against a wall, his mouth frantic on mine. I returned his kisses 
with equal lust and roamed my hands over him. He squeezed my breasts as I 
slid my hands over his thighs and his still hard cock. He cupped my ass 
beneath the skirt of my dress and moved around to slide his fingers beneath 
my panties. I kissed him urgently as he slid a finger inside my pussy. I 
clenched tightly around him as his finger slid in and out of me, feeling the 
moisture of my pussy spread to my thighs. I unzipped him again and freed his 
cock from his trousers. I stroked him hard and fast and he pressed his face 
into my shoulder, uttering small groans of pleasure. My hand was covered in 
precome, and I pressed my hips harder against the finger that was stroking 
my insides.

I manoeuvred him around so that his back was against the wall, and then I 
knelt before him. The absence of his finger, any part of him, in my pussy 
was scarcely bearable. I ran my tongue down the length of his cock and 
sucked gently on his balls. He groaned again and then gasped as I pushed his 
cock deep into my throat. I pulled him back out partway and sucked the head, 
tasting salty precome. He felt soft as velvet and hard as a rock. I ran my 
tongue around the rim and then stroked up and down his cock with my tongue 
while moving it in and out of my mouth. I played with his balls and he 
moaned again, louder this time. His hands were on the back of my head, 
pushing my mouth deeper on his cock. I licked and sucked him, moving faster 
and feeling him bob around in my mouth, jerked by the muscles at the base of 
the shaft. I withdrew my mouth from his cock. It glistened with saliva and 
precome, tempting.

I stood up and pressed my mouth on him, my body against him. He kissed me 
roughly, biting my tongue. His hands roamed over me and pulled my skirt up 
to around my waist. He groped my pussy, and his hand felt cold against the 
hot fire that raged between my thighs. He slid his hand under the thin 
material of my panties, and in a motion that made me cry out in surprise, he 
ripped them off, jerking my hips forward. Two of his fingers plunged into 
me, hard and fast, probing me, feeling wonderful. His cock was wet beneath 
my hand and his hips moved in time with my stroking. He half picked me up 
and pushed me down onto one of the classroom tables. My back was flat with 
one of his hands on my breasts, pinning me down. My legs hung off the side 
of the table and he parted them easily, paused to line up his cock, and then 
slammed it hard and deep into my pussy. I cried out as his hardness filled 
me, feeling my pussy contract around it. His left hand caressed my breasts, 
no longer pinning me down, just adding to the intense pleasure that I felt. 
His other hand steadied himself against the table while he slammed me. My 
hips responded of their own accord, moving with him to push him deeper and 
harder inside of me. My pussy ached with sensations and I felt my wetness on 
my thighs and his balls, slapping audibly against my ass.

I jammed my hand into my mouth and bit down hard to stop myself screaming, 
scared that we would be heard and interrupted. I was aware of him trying to 
control the groans that were escaping his mouth between ragged breaths as 
his cock slammed rapidly in and out of me. I felt the intense ache that 
signalled my orgasm reaching breaking point. Somehow he sensed this and 
fucked me deeper. Both hands were on my hips now, pulling me harder against 
him. With a loud and long moan, I came around his cock. My back arched, and 
he pushed me down again, still plunging into me. My body felt as though it 
were exploding, intensified by his ceaseless movements. He breathed hard and 
fast, echoing the movement of his cock inside my clenching pussy. I felt his 
body tense, and at this I wrapped my legs around him and sat up, pushing him 
as deep in me as he could go. He moaned loudly and I pressed my mouth onto 
his to stop the escape of sound. I felt the hot rush in my pussy as his 
balls began to empty. His body jerked as another shot filled me, and I 
moaned at the exquisite sensation. Again and again he spurted into me until 
I heard a final groan of relief. He buried his head in my shoulder and 
sighed loudly. Then, with one hand on my back and another in my hair, he 
kissed me as I felt his come start to trickle down my thigh.

msromianik@hotmail.com
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