Message-ID: <30018asstr$988222202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <empath69@my-deja.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <200104251231.FAA24487@mail9.bigmailbox.com> From: "Deja User" <empath69@my-deja.com> Subject: {ASSM} "Alphabet Game: Daysman"{Dancer}(MMF viol) Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2001 14:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/30018> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: t4425, gill-bates empath Nulli Bureaucrati Carborundum! "Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone loved can be lost, Maybe I lost my direction, what if our love is the cost?" "Falling for the First Time", Barenaked Ladies, _Maroon_ ------------------------------------------------------------ <1st attachment, "Daysman.txt" begin> SUBJECT LINE: {ASSM}"Alphabet Game: Daysman"{Dancer}(MMF viol) ------- Admonition: This story contains explicit descriptions of people engaging in careless and unprotected sexual activity. PLEASE do not emulate these people since they are fictional characters existing in a fantasy world where sexually transmitted disease and unwanted pregnancy don't happen. You don't live in such a world, so 'let's be careful out there.' Oh, and minors shouldn't be reading this stuff - if you can't place the quote I just made in the last paragraph - probably paraphrased - you probably aren't old enough to be flipping through ASS*. Bugger off and watch 'TV Land' instead, so you can bone up for little age-testing quizzes like this! :) Copyright notice: Dancer, the author of this smutty little opus, holds all rights of reproduction. Private copies for personal perusal and archives for NON-commercial distribution are permitted by her. Plea for attention: The only reward ASS* authors can expect is the joy of sharing their creation with the rest of humanity. But wait - how does that author KNOW if people are reading and enjoying his story? Yep; if you like a story posted to alt.sex.stories.*, the fair thing to do is email the author and tell them so. I promise that it'll make YOU feel good to send them kudos, after all, Mark Twain said, "The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer someone else up." As always you may contact me (and my wife Dancer) through my 'legacy' Deja News email account: <empath69@my-deja.com> (Wow, I'm not just an author, now I'm an AGENT, too! ;) Editor's Note: Here it is - part four of Dancer's 'Alphabet Game'; twenty-six hot, little vignettes she whipped out in something like a week or two - Lord Malinov eat your heart out with that semi-annual 'story-a-day' run I remember *way* back in the 20th century! ;) (Is he still around?) And relax - these stories are all self-contained - you don't HAVE to read them in order, or read any of the ones that might squick you... ============= The Alphabet Game (4/26) Daysman (Archaic - an arbiter or umpire) Copyright Dancer 2001 ------- "Guys, guys! Stop it!" Tami yelled as she pushed the two men apart. "He's pissed because my dick's bigger!" "Bullshit!" Tami gave each man a stinging slap across the face. "Knock it off!" Her chest heaved as she brought her anger under control. "You are 35, not 15! Quit acting like a couple a prize cocks fighting over the henhouse!" Daryl flexed his hurt jaw slowly, his hazel eyes shooting daggers at his twin brother, David. "You aren't any bigger than I am, Dave. We are identical. In -every- way." "That's not what your girlfriend says," David taunted. Daryl let out a shout and launched himself at David, knocking him down and punching his face. Tami threw herself on top of Daryl and put him in a chokehold. He grabbed her arm and Dave seized the opportunity by planting his fist against Daryl's nose. Blood poured down Daryl's face as he yowled in pain. "You mutherfucker!" Daryl swung an elbow back that connected smartly against Tami's temple and rammed the fist at his brother's cheek. Tami slipped off Daryl, falling to the grassy lawn in a heap while the men beat each other senseless. She lay dazed for a few seconds, then stumbled to her feet. She scooped up her purse and attacked Dave and Daryl with the heavy, leather bag until the broke the fight. "Stupid shitheads! Dumbass sonsabitches!" Tami punctuated every word by whacking her handbag over either man's head. The next round was aimed only at Daryl. "You hit me! You prick! You cocksucking piece of shit!" The purse was torn from her grip as Daryl flung it across the driveway. "Would you stop! Jesus Christ, Tami, you bitch!" Her face went stony and she growled, "What did you call me?" Daryl wiped the sticky redness dripping over his lips. "Bitch." "AAAHHGGG!" Tami pounced on the wounded man with her nails at the ready. She clawed at his eyes and boxed his ears. David grabbed her from behind, attempting to restrain her. He managed to pin her arms at her sides and protect his brother by sandwiching Tami between their bodies. She squirmed to free herself but to no avail. "Tami, calm down," Dave said. "The fight's been and done, over." "Then let me up." Tami wiggled and bucked her ass. "Please don't let her go," Daryl interjected. The pair looked at the smarmy grin plastered on his bloody face. "Her nipples are digging into my skin and I think I like it." She rolled her eyes. "Oh -GOD-." Dave shifted his weight experimentally. "Yeah...I see what you mean, Dare. I'm getting a stiffy myself." The rocking against her ass pushed her front hard into the man beneath her and she felt the obvious arousal along her belly. "You two are totally twisted, you know that?" Tami informed them. The brothers shared their laughter. "Gimme a little space, 'kay Dave?" He took some of his weight off her back and she moved her knees to rest astride Daryl. Her juncture cradled Daryl's bulge in a soothing heat. She rested the side of her face under his chin and started sliding her body up and down his while David dry humped her derriere. Two sets of hands eased under her top, caressing the soft, nipped-in waist. A telepathic signal passed between the twins and they rubbed their covered cocks hard against the lithe, feminine form caught in the middle. Dave pushed down when Daryl thrust up and worked in unison to get Tami and themselves to cum. Being the cream in the center of a cookie felt deliciously wicked, especially when the outer wafers were two of the hottest hunks in the state of Kansas. Much to Tami's disappointment, she climaxed and felt the warm liquid seeping out her cunt. The guys weren't far behind, each one shoving along her jeans a final time. Dave dropped onto his back and gasped feverishly while Daryl wrapped his long arms around the woman on top of him. Tami slid off her human matters, panting and landing between the twins. Both had noticeable wet spots spreading across the flies of their shorts as Tami placed a hand on either groin. "I'm glad I could come between you two," she sighed. End part 4 ============= Editor's Postscript: Boy - even MY verbose, sesquipedal and loquacious personal vocabulary is getting some expansion here! Dancer dug every title she's used for the Alphabet Game out of her thick and well appointed copy of Webster's, so I'm fairly confident she's using every word correctly; if you want to take issue, you'd better be able to cite a source I can find in a college library... :) <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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