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Hi,

   have some trouble to post a story to als.sex.stories.

   It's a story about my wife.  She was seduced by three black guys.

   Please post the story for me, Andy
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   <1st attachment, "My wifes car damaged.txt" begin>

   My wife's car damaged

   My husband was sitting on our bed, while I prepare to go to my friends
for a dessous party.  My husband want that I should buy some new stuff to
keep our sexlife interesting.  He choose a bra, a stringtanga, stockings, a
white blouse and a really short leather-skirt for me to wear.  I look very
hot with my 26 years and hard tough body in this outfit.  Than I kiss my
husband good-bye and drove away.

   As I drove through a forest suddenly my car stops.  I try to start the
engine again, but nothing happens.  What shall I do?  Nearly 50 km away
from my friends house, alone in a forest.  The only thing is to open the
hood of my car and wait for help.  Now I had time to think of the costs. 
To repair my car would be too expensive for us, so I can't buy some new
dessous.

   After 30 minutes a big white limousine stops and a big black guy, the
driver ask what happens.  "I don't know.  The engine stops and it is not
possible to start again!" "No problem Lady, I phone a garage for you.  Wait
a minute." He go back into the limousine and I can see him phone someone.
Than he comes back to me.  "A man from the garage will arrive at 8 PM. 
These are nearly 5 hours.  My bosses says you can come with us and we bring
you back at the right time.  Our house is not far away." "No, thanks for
the offer.  I wait." "Lady, you can't wait 5 hours alone in a dark forest!
Please lock your car and come with us!" I think he's right.  It is too
dangerous for a lonely girl in a forest.  "Okay, your right." With these
words I lock my car and go to the limousine.  The driver opens one door for
me to enter.

   Three young black guys in expensive business-suites welcomes me.  As I
sit down I was in trouble.  My skirt was so short that the tops of my
stockings were visible.  As I look in their faces I see a big smile.  One
of the two guys against me begin to speak.  "Lady we are happy to help you.
Let me introduce you to Mike, John and my name is Ted.  Could we offer you
a glass of champagne to forget your probs?" "Hello and thanks.  That would
be fine." Mike handed me a glass of champagne and we all drink.

   "Where would you like to drive?" "I'm on the way to a party by some
friends." "A birthday party?" "No, a dessous party!" As I see the grin on
her faces I know that I better hadn't said that.  "Oh, sounds very
interesting.  You are keen in dessous?" "Yes." "We also.  It gives nothing
better than a good looking girl in sexy dessous!  What kind of dessous are
your favourites?" That's not the thing I normally discuss with strangers.
"Hm, not so big ones." "Sorry but I don't understand.  Could you describe
what you mean?" "I can't!" "Ohh, come on.  Tell us what you like!" "Ok, you
were so gentle to me.  I love push-up bras, string-tangas and stockings."
"What about garterbelts?" "Yes I love them too." "Do you wear a garterbelt
today?" "Sorry, I can't tell you my underwear, because I don't know you."
"Yes you are right.  If you want ask us what you like and you would know us
better.  A glass of our friendship.  Cheers!" "Cheers!  Ok, it is important
for me to know in what kind of business do you work?" "We are stock-traders
and own a big company.  Something else?" "Not yet, thank you for your open
answer." "Than is it allowed to ask you a question?" "Yes." "And you would
answer openly?" "Yes." "Tell us please, if you wear a garterbelt now." "You
win.  No!" "I can't believe it.  Please push your skirt a little bit higher
so that we can see some flesh above your stockings.  Please show us your
great legs." Slowly I raise my skirt a little.  "Super, you has the
greatest legs we ever saw!" "You lie!" "No, believe us.  Yours are the
best!!!" "Is it possible to see your whole underwear?  Maybe as a thank for
our help?" "No, it isn't possible." "But why do you buy sexy underwear, if
you don't show them to someone?" "I show them my husband!" "Not only.  And
what about your friends at the dessous-party?" "That's different.  They are
my friends." "We were also friends of yours.  Five minutes ago we toasted
about our friendship.  What do you say guys?" The other two agreed.  "No,
that's not the same." "Lady, come on please.  Than let us see only your
push-up bra." "I can't." "But why?" "It's not a normal one." "We hope so!
Is it a sexy one?" "It is a half one." "Help us, what is a half one?" "It
pushes my tits only underneath, but my aureoles are visible.  Hope you
understand me now." "Do you think we never saw aureoles before?  If yours
are as beautiful as your legs we must see them.  Please open three buttons
of your blouse for us!" "Ok, but not more." After I had the three buttons
open they can see a lot of cleavage.  "Yeah, a black bra on white skin. 
The little part we see now looks very good!  We made you an offer.  Let us
help you to pay the bill of your repair.  So you don't get any trouble with
your husband.  We pay you 20$ for your blouse.  Do you agree?" "Ok.  You
win.  But no word to my husband." "No word!  Here are the 20$.  Now give me
your blouse!" I put the 20$ in my purse, slid down my blouse and throw them
to Mike.  My face turned to red.  They can see my C-cup tits with nipples
stiff.  "Hey Hon, think you like to show us your tits and bra.  Your
nipples nearly popped out 1 cm.  It makes you hot, yes?" "Yes.  I never
show them to someone other like my husband before." "Now you lie.  Think
about the dessous parties." "There was no party before.  My husband want
that I visit this one to buy some sexy stuff." "And you would do this for
him?" "Yes." Ted refills my glass and I drink again.  "In your age with
your size of tits you really need a bra, else your tits will hang down to
your waist, really?" "No!  My tits are firm; they don't hang!" "No, they
can't by this size!" "Believe me they don't hang!" "Sorry, we can't believe
you; if you will that we believe you, you must show us that you right!" I
grab behind me and unclasped my bra.  "Wow, unbelievable!  Why do you wear
a bra?  You can go absolutely without one!" "Then I put my bra back on."
"No please, give your bra to me.  It is not necessary to hide something we
know!" Mike give me a sign with his hand to throw also the bra to him. 
After I did this they smile happily and Ted speak again.  "A sexy woman
like you shouldn't have any trouble with her husband in case of a repair of
her car.  We think 20$ are not enough.  So we offer you another 20$ for
your skirt." "No.  Absolutely no!  You go too far!" "Too far?  We are all
adults, we can't go too far!  We raise to 30$.  Ok?" "I said no." "Think
about your car Lady.  40$?" "To repair a car is very expensive for me.  So
I need 50$ for my skirt." "It's a word.  50$ for your skirt.  Show us your
panties sexy Lady!" With trembling hands I open the zipper of my skirt and
give it to Mike.  I was aroused like never before.  Sitting in a car with
only panties, stockings and high-heels on with three black guys completely
dressed.  My pussy was on fire.  As they see my string, they whistle and
cheers the next round champagne.  "Lady, it can't be true that you show
this hot body only to your husband before?" "As I said." "No, this tough
body with these legs, ass, tits and small waist must be shown to
everybody!" "No only my husband and you!" "Yes and us.  Come on and turn
around one time, so that we can see your perfect ass!" I think what does it
matter and turn around.  "Perfect!  Huh, saw that you shave your body. 
Also for your husband?" "Yes, but only under my arms and..." "And what?" "I
can't tell." "Lady think about that we are your best friends after your
husband.  We see you like no other than your husband before!  Tell us..."
"Hhm, I shave also between my legs." "Great.  You have a bald pussy!" "Not
really, a little triangle left." "Long or short hair?" "Short." "How
little?" "Sorry, I can't describe!" "Why not?" "I never talked so much
about me before." "Than show us." "No!" "Also for 50$?" "No!" "Tell us the
price and we think about." "No price." "Huh, everything has it's price! 
How much?  Think about your car!" "100$!" "Ok for 100$ we buy your panties.
Give them to Mike!" Slowly I raise my butt and pull-off my panties.  Than I
fast cross my legs.  "Hey that's not fair.  We spend 100$ to see your
shaved pussy and you cross your legs!" "That's not right.  You spend 100$
for my panties." "Ok, little Lady we understand.  How long do you stay by
your friends for the party and what do you think is the price for the
repair of your engine?" "Why do you ask?" "Answer first then you will
know." I had the feeling that the voice sounds rough.  Directly cross my
legs was not the step they like.  "The party goes from Friday till Sunday,
the whole weekend.  I don't know the price for such a repair." "The lowest
price to repair your engine would be 2000$.  You can trust us." "I don't
have so much money." "We made you an offer, but think right it's only this
one.  You can agree or go and think about your probs.  We pay you this
2000$ and you sign a contract which included that you stay the whole
weekend with us and do whatever we want.  You have 5 minutes and a glass of
champagne to think about.  After this you sign or go!"

   End of Part 1

   If you want more mail to schumi007@hotmail.com



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