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Subject: {ASSM} *NEW* Shy 03 by M Sherlocke-Romianik (MF, cons)
Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2001 09:10:03 -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. For the rest of my stories, take a look at my 
website:

http://beam.to/shy

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Shy - Part 3 - Johnathan
by M. Sherlocke-Romianik
msromianik@hotmail.com

I walked through the doorway of his room. He looked up in surprise at me, 
and a look of irritation danced briefly across his face. I closed the door 
behind me and looked at him.

"What do you want?" he asked in an annoyed tone. I didn't answer and crossed 
the room. I slid onto his lap, facing him. He looked confused. I wound my 
arms around his neck and pushed my mouth on his. His body stiffened and then 
relaxed as he allowed me to slip my tongue into his mouth. He kissed me back 
deeply, licking at my tongue and lips. His hands were on my back, pushing me 
closer to him and his mouth was hot and excited on mine. He moved one hand 
up to caress the back of my neck as our mouths moved together, exploring. 
Then he gasped and pulled away.
"I can't do this, I won't. I don't want this."

"Liar," I said simply and returned my mouth to his, my hands sliding up his 
shirt and over the bare skin of his chest. He moaned gently and yielded to 
me, drowning himself in my kisses. I unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off 
his shoulders, leaving his mouth only to kiss the exposed skin, and then 
returning to kiss him harder, deeper. I ran my hands over his skin, 
savouring the feeling, and his hands started to move on me, through my 
clothing. He pushed his hips against mine as he grabbed my ass, my covered 
pussy directly in line with his covered cock. He pulled my top over my head 
and kissed my jawline, throat, and to the tops of my breasts. He licked 
along the swell of each of them and slid a finger beneath my bra to touch my 
stiff nipples. I arched against him, my hands unbuttoning his jeans and 
sliding the zip down. He reached behind me and unclasped my bra, exposing my 
nipples to his mouth, soft and exploring. His tongue wettened the sensitive 
points, and I gasped. I slid a hand down into his trousers, tickling the 
skin beneath his hair, teasing, and then moving to the outside to feel his 
cock through his jeans. He was pleasantly hard and I looked down to see a 
dark patch on the blue denim, a sign that he was ready for me.

His lips were on mine again, salty with the taste of my own skin. His tongue 
flicked on mine and his hands were on my ass. He lifted me up, my legs 
wrapped around his waist, and carried me to his bed. He threw me down hard 
enough to make me exhale loudly and straddled me. His hands undid my 
trousers and pulled them down. He ran his hand between my breasts, across my 
stomach, and down to between my legs. I arched against him as he pushed 
against my pussy. He hooked his fingers under my panties and pulled them 
off. He parted my legs and buried his face between them. I moaned as his 
tongue pierced my center. He felt hot and wet down there, though my pussy 
was already drenched in my own juices. He licked the lips that surrounded my 
hole, and used his fingers to expose my clitoris. As his tongue flicked over 
it, I couldn't help but cry out sharply; the sensation was too good to keep 
trapped inside. I arched against him as his mouth worked on me, licking and 
sucking, tasting and teasing. I moaned in pleasure. Then he stopped, and 
cool air rushed to where his face had been. I watched him  remove his jeans 
and underwear, and a look of lust filled his eyes.

He leaned over me and kissed me hard, rough, bruising my mouth. He ran his 
hands over my breasts and down to my hips. He put his hands underneath me 
and flipped me over onto my stomach. He pulled me up to my knees and ran a 
hand down my back and over my ass. His hot tongue traced my tattoo before 
licking down between my ass cheeks to my pussy. One hand scratched hot fire 
down my back as the other plunged two fingers into me. I gasped and moved 
with them, riding his hand. He thumbed my clitoris. I was aching, trembling. 
And then he was in me, his cock hard inside my pussy. I cried out as he slid 
all the way into me and held steady there. I clenched around him, feeling 
the head of his cock pushing deeper than I felt should be possible. Then he 
started to slam me, fucking me hard, in and out, slapping against me. He 
pulled at my hips, pushing himself deeper. I felt completely at his mercy, 
something that I am not always fond of, but this time it was worth it. 
Harder and faster he fucked me, until I came, a sharp cry tearing through my 
throat, echoing the sensation that ripped into me. He didn't stop. My orgasm 
made me push against him, and he pulled me up so my head was against his 
shoulder, my back against his chest.

His hands were on my breasts, holding me against him as his breathing 
quickened. I felt him tense, his cock swelling inside of me, and then the 
hot rush of come flooded me. He groaned and held me tight, his hands still 
on my breasts, shaking slightly. As he emptied into me, he bit my shoulder. 
The searing pain heightened the intensity, the pleasure. I felt his body 
relax, and his come started to overflow my pussy and snake down my thigh. He 
slid out of me, and a rush of come flooded down my legs. I turned and kissed 
him deeply, he still tasted like pussy. I watched as he lay down on his 
back, his breathing becoming more regular. A lazy smile was on his face, and 
his eyes were half closed. I ran a hand down his side and pressed my face 
into his thighs to lick him clean. I licked up to his balls and took them in 
my mouth, savouring the taste of his come. Then I worked on his cock, 
licking the base, the shaft, the head. I made him gasp as I ran my tongue 
around the rim, and then I moved up and kissed him with the passion of our 
act.


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