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From: "Deja User" <empath69@my-deja.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "Alphabet Game: Zoftig(zAftig?)"{Dancer}(MF)
Date: Fri, 11 May 2001 12:10:04 -0400
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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, 
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 'Z' of Dancer's 'Alphabet 
Game'; the last of twenty-six hot, little vignettes she 
whipped out in something like a week or two!

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...

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The Alphabet Game (26/26)
Zoftig * 
Copyright Dancer 2001

(* - Slang - having a full, shapely figure: said of a 
woman)

[Empath: It may be slang in *American*, but 'zaftig' is a 
proper German word meaning the same as Webster's spelling.  
B!ll's spellchecker agrees: 'zoftig' is tagged as 
misspelled, yet 'zaftig' isn't; nyah! ;) ]

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"That dress makes her ass look like two puppies fighting 
under a blanket!" Tara hissed at her boyfriend. "And those 
boobs! Ugh! As much money as she makes, you'd think she 
could afford to get breast reduction or a lift or 
-something-!"

"Tara, shut up," Jake hissed back. "You got bigger boobs 
than she does."

"Yes, but mine don't sag to the ground."

"I've had it up to here with your shit, Tara. We're 
through." Jake left his now ex-girlfriend and headed over 
to the wet bar. He plunked his glass on the counter. 
"Another Scotch and soda, please." The bartender nodded and 
fixed the drink quickly, handing it to Jake. He gulped it 
down and felt the whiskey burn along his throat.

The woman Tara'd been gossiping about came up and ordered 
Black Velvet on the rocks. She got her drink and downed it. 
She lifted her chin. "Hi Jake. Heard you and Tara called it 
quits."

"I got sick of listening to her moan and groan about how 
you look."

"Aih, she's jealous because my figure's natural, not 
cosmetic."

"Wanna go back to my place and fuck like bunnies?" Jake 
asked jokingly.

"Why not? It's the best offer I've had all night." They 
left the party, caught a cab to his apartment and split the 
fare. Jake walked Ruth to number four and unlocked the 
door. Ruth went in first and kicked off her flats, then 
plopped down on his loveseat. "Mmm, feels good to get those 
shoes off." Jake undressed in front of her and sat on the 
sofa buck-naked. He pulled her stockinged feet onto his lap 
and began massaging the arches. Ruth dragged her party 
dress over her head, letting it fall behind her to the 
carpet.

Jake eyed her body with appreciation. Her breasts spilled 
over the frilly pink bra cups generously and sported a few 
stretch marks. "It's nice to see a pair of breasts without 
surgical scars. Let's retire to the bedroom where I've got 
a stash of condoms." Ruth stood as did Jake and they walked 
to the next room holding hands. She removed her 
underclothes while he fitted the latex over his erection 
and both fell on the mattress in a heap.

He sank into her warmth happily and started thrusting. He 
rested his body on top of her with a sigh. Ruth petted his 
silky curls and wrapped her legs around his waist. Jake 
latched onto one nipple, sucking the bit of flesh 
forcefully and felt her shudder beneath him. "Jake, why did 
we ever break up?" Ruth asked breathlessly.

After releasing her teat, he murmured, "Because I'm an 
idiot. I thought I wanted a woman who looked like the cover 
girl for Vogue." He nuzzled his face far into her cleavage. 
"I missed you, Ruth."

"I missed you, too, honey. Actually, I missed fucking you, 
now that I think about it." She saw her fleshy mounds 
jiggle as he chuckled and clenched her pussy ever so 
slightly. Jake groaned in response and stroked his cock at 
a faster pace. His dick jerked inside her as he filled the 
condom with his cum. Jake pulled out and threw the used 
rubber in the trash, then climbed back in bed. He drew the 
comforter over their bodies and snuggled against Ruth's 
full figure, using her large breasts as pillows.

He snaked a hand between them and palmed her mons. Her 
labia parted at his touch and he dipped two fingers in her 
slick opening, brushing his thumb over her sensitive clit. 
She hugged him firmly and moaned softly, coating his hand 
with her creaminess. The appendage stayed inside her pussy 
as they drifted off to sleep.

End part 26 and of Alphabet Game

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Editor's Postscript: That's it! Every letter from A to Z; 
all twenty-six stories have been posted!  Now, I'm gonna 
take a week off... <j/k>  Seriously, I've got 'Young Blood 
2' to post (it's less...upsetting than its predecessor, 
trust me:), as well as a lovely little trilogy Dancer did.
Have a good weekend!



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