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Subject: {ASSM} Back Room, by Ed Rider (MF, group, some D/s)
Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2001 08:10:03 -0400
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* Disclaimer: The following piece is a work of pornography. Because the*
* characters in it do not have to deal with the consequences of their  *
* actions, they put themselves in situations that are undesirable in   *
* real life. The primary intent of this text is to sexually arouse the *
* reader. If this makes you uncomfortable, or if you are 19.5 years of *
* age or younger, please stop reading now.                             *

Back Room
by Ed Rider

[begin transmission 21:56 Mon Jun 22]

-=- A HARD Day's Night -=- by Angela Northridge -=-

I was a fantasy in black when Jack dropped by to pick me up. I was
wearing tight black denim pants, a black tee-shirt that hugged my
b-cup tits, and of course, my black leather choker. Also, back then my
hair was dyed black and kept back in a ponytail, and I wearing black
pumps on my feet.

I would have worn high boots, but I wanted to look like a sophisticated
young lady, not a hooker. As it was, I kept my whorishness just a little
bit under my skin. I didn't expect to need it that night, but you can
never be sure. As you will see, it was good of me to be so well-
prepared.

I guess it's a talent I have, for being a bit of a whore. Doesn't make
me feel bad, actually I like it a lot. I've had a lot of sex in my life,
probably enough for several girls my age, if they're "normal" girls.
Being normal sucks. I've had sex for money, sex for fun, sex as a
contest, and sex for love, and they're all fun enough to do at least
twice. So I have.

With Jack I wouldn't say it's sex for love, although I like him a lot.
He's funny, and he's smart, and we look great together. I think that
last one is the most important. We're just both too young and hip that
it would be a tragedy if we didn't fuck around at least a little. Plus
he fills me up nicely and makes me scream.

So Jack came by, and there I was all dolled up nicely, and he didn't
look bad himself. I smiled at him and we went down to his car, and he
drove us to some coffeehouse I hadn't been to before. It was on the
other side of town and a really cool-looking place, if empty.

On the way Jack started talking all about this short story writer he'd
discovered on the net whose works he was devouring at a rapid rate.
He went on about these stories, ladling them with superlatives and
comparisons to other authors. For my part I just listened, sometimes
correcting him on his facts about the other authors in question. I made
a note to myself to check out these stories.

Very few coffehouses stay open all night, as very few people go out
looking for a cup of coffee at two am. So, it was no surprise when
we got to the place a little before two, and there was no one there.
(It looked empty.)

We went in and there was just one guy in there, sipping a coffee and
reading what looked to be a personal notebook. There was a young girl
behind the counter with bleached blonde hair and pigtails. She might
have been cute, but she was trying too hard and going in the wrong
direction. She just stood behind the counter, looking at Jack. Then
she looked me up and down like she liked what she saw. Jack just ignored
her and walked over towards the back of the room and I followed him.
We went into kind of a narrow hall, the coffeehouse was divided into a
front area and a couple of other smaller rooms in the back.

There were only two or three people in the rooms we walked through, and
I wasn't really expecting there to be a crowd. Finally Jack came to a
door which I would have thought was the back exit, but he opened it up
and we went in, and there was yet another small room in the back.

It was kind of dark in the room, two table lamps sat on the sides of the
room on their lowest setting, giving off only a slight glow. The walls
were painted dark with some kind of mural, and this only amplified the
dim feel of the place.

Then I looked around and saw the people in the room, and I forgot all
about studying the mural. On the wall opposite the door we came in,
there was a chair in each corner. In each chair sat a young man. The one
on the right looked up at me like he was trying to check me out but
be real subtle about it. He was okay looking, with a decent shaped body
and sandy blond hair.

The young man in the other chair wasn't checking me out, he was just
sitting back with his eyes closed. He had a good excuse though. Kneeling
in front of him was a blonde girl with a ponytail whose face I couldn't
see. From the way her head was bobbing up and down though, I'd say she
was giving him a fairly rigorous blow job.

Jack gave me a little pat on the butt and I looked over at him. He smiled
and tilted his head over towards the other guy. I got the idea.

Anonymous sex is, in general, overrated, but there is a bit of a thrill
in it when it's done right. Tonight was one of those times that it was
done properly. Plus, I hadn't done it that many times at that point, and
there was the flush of an illicit new experience coming up onto my cheek.

I walked over to the guy in the chair and got down on my knees. By now he
had a big grin on his face that he couldn't hide. Clumsily he undid his
pants button and got his zipper down. I just looked up at him with a
placid expression and licked my lips a bit.

Finally he got his cock out of his boxer shorts and standing at
attention. I placed my hands on his upper legs and rubbed gently. His
cock was small, maybe not even five inches, but it was a pretty one. I
got right to work, leaning forward and engulfing his cockhead with my
mouth. He let out all his breath in a sharp exhale and slid his crotch
forward so I could get a better angle on it.

I sucked on it like a kid with a popsicle, not using my hands at all but
working over his dick with my tongue. With each breath I pushed my head
down farther towards his lap, swallowing more and more of his shaft with
each suck. His cock tasted good and clean, like he knew it was going to
get sucked on. I appreciated this, closing my eyes and relishing the feel
of his now slimy meatstick sliding around on my lips.

When I opened my eyes I turned my head to the left, partly to lick his
cock from the side, and partly to look over at the other girl. She was
a pretty one, with a delicate yet knowing face. Right now the guy had
grabbed a hold of her head and was controlling the tempo, moving her
head in time with the thrusts of his crotch, while she struggled to keep
up. She let him use her mouth in this fashion, her eyes closed, and both
of her hands rubbing her crotch through her dress.

I went back to giving pleasure, now using my fingers to tickle my
charge's balls, and licking the delicious underbelly of his cock.
Looking over at the other girl had made me excited, and now I was really
starting to get into giving this guy a real moist hot one. My lips
grabbed onto the head of his dick and I slowly slid my tongue down.

It was slow and pleasurable and he was hot and eager. He tried to grab my
head like the other girl, but I wouldn't have any of that. I reached up
and pulled his hands away, holding them in mine. Then I leaned back
and gave his cock little kisses, all the while looking up into his eyes.

There was a sigh from the other couple. Apparently the guy had come,
shooting his load into her mouth. I hoped that my man would last a
little longer, I was kind of getting into his. The flash of heat from
the novelty of the situation had dissipated, but was being replaced by
a rising hunger and a pleasurable sensation from between my legs.

As I sucked, my head now bobbing up and down in a rhythm, The other man
who'd just cum got up, and Jack went over and took his place. I might have
been jealous, but hey, I was the slut with some stranger's cock in my
mouth. Double standard sure, but thinking of myself as a whore only made
me hornier.

So there we were, Jack and I having oral sex, except there were these
two other people involved. It was an interesting contrast, blonde girl
on dark boy and dark-haired girl on blond boy. Except in the faded light
it couldn't have been that striking, even if there was anyone there to
appreciate it.

I returned my attention to the guy I was working on, and he moaned in
pleasure. Maybe he wasn't that long-lasting, or maybe I'm just a damn
hot cock-sucker. Either way, I knew he would cum soon, and I didn't mind
hastening him on his way.

I grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and started working on his
cockhead, moving it back and forth with my tongue and turning my neck to
make sure it was getting fully rubbed all over. His body started to
tense up and I sucked for all I was worth.

When he came his whole body stiffened and I knew it was a good one. His
hips left the chair and his dick went into my mouth, where it started
spurting its load. I held on and took all of his hot cum, not letting any
of it drool out, and then I swallowed it all down. There was a moment of
pause while he couldn't do anything, and I looked over to see Jack's
familiar cock get swallowed up almost to the brim. Damn. Now I was
jealous, but only because I wished I could do that.

The man whose load I'd drank started to stir. He looked at me and
looked like he had something to say, but he'd forgotten what it was. Then
he stood up, refastening his pants as I just knelt there right close to
him.

I could feel that my panties were very damp, held tight against my pussy
by my constricting jeans. I reached down and got them unbuttoned to where
I could slide my hand down to my clit and get a good rub. Damn. I almost
came right there. Instead I just cooed and started masturbating as best
I could with my pants mostly on. With my eyes closed and my brain
overwhelmed with pleasure, I almost didn't notice that another man had
come into the room and was standing right next to me.

He was an older gentleman, maybe fourty-five or fifty, and his face
radiated confidence. It was like Jack's face, although without any of
the impudence and energy of youth. He smiled at me and sat in the chair
I was kneeling in front of.

"Go on," he said. "Pull those pants down and give your cunt a good
rubbing."

I could tell he was used to giving women orders. I wasn't the type of
girl to act the slave for any old guy, but hey, he was just saying what
I planned to do anyway, right? I straightened up and pushed my jeans
down off my ass, taking my panties with them. Now my pussy was open for
stroking, even if I couldn't spread my legs because of the pants.

I got my hand on my hot box and pushed into my pussy with a finger. I
was really wet, it went in there with no hesitation and I started pushing
it in and out. The assertive older man leaned back and unzipped his
pants. He was watching me quite intently, but I only saw him a little, my
eyes drooping and my mind overly conscious of my hot desire.

I rubbed my hand all over my pussy in little cicles, thumb bumping up
against my clit and making me shiver. My fingers entwined with my moist
pussy lips, rubbing them back and forth. Oh my God, it felt so great I
almost completely lost awareness of where I was. Two of my fingers
entered my dripping snatch and started pumping it. I was panting,
kneeling there on the floor and fucking myself with my fingers.

With my tight jeans holding my legs together, I couldn't stretch out the
way I wanted to, it made it somewhat harder to make my pleasure peak.
Still, I clenched my thighs and rubbed my pussy furiously, and I knew I
could cum any minute easily.

The gentleman had got his cock out and was stroking it as I played with
myself. "Go on," he said. "Make yourself cum."

What the heck did he think I was doing already? My palm got onto my clit
and I nearly hit the roof. I rubbed it hard, in ever-tightening circles,
faster and faster. Now I was panting and moaning, but I didn't care about
that or any of the other people in the room. I stroked myself furiously,
and felt myself going over the top, like his words had flipped a switch
inside of me.

I felt my head lean back and my body spasm as I looked up toward heaven
through closed lids. "Ah!" I cried out in a short yell, pleasure shooting
from my engorged pussy to the tips of my toes, a warmth that radiated
up through my chest. It subsided quickly, leaving me to fall weakly onto
my hands, out of breath. My clit tingled, and my nipples were standing
at full attention pressing in the brassiere that held them tight.

I found myself at eye-level with the man's stiffening cock. He was
looking at me appreciatively and stroking it idly. I looked over, and
there was Jack, now standing up. I don't know if the blonde girl had
gotten him off, but she was standing in front of him now, with her arms
behind her back. He was pressed up close to her, pinning her arms between
her back and his chest, his hand grabbing her boobs through her dress.
His head was on her shoulder like he had been kissing her.

There was even a fifth person in the room, a new guy who had evidently
just slipped in. I didn't have time to look him over too thoroughly,
cause the older guy put a hand on my shoulder.

"You'll want to pull your pants back on," he said. "You can save your
pussy for later."

I turned back to him, and sure enough, I did what he told me again. It
was a good idea anyway. I wiggled my butt back into my pants, my panties
now aborbing all the wetness of my orgasm. I buttoned back up, and the
guy took me by the shoulders and pulled me close to him.

I was leaning hard against his knees, one of them pressing almost
uncomfortably between my breasts. My face was just a few inches away from
his hard cock. It was a bit of a bigger one, maybe six inches long but
very thick. I pulled myself up, getting situated between his legs. This
guy was going to take a lot longer than the last one, I was sure. I
nestled my face in betweeen his shaft and his balls and I got to work on
moistening him up.

A couple minutes of rubbing my tongue all over him, and a his stiff cock
was pretty wet with my saliva. I started to give him a slow tongue job,
licking him in every spot I could get to. For his part, he just sat still
and made little mmm'ing noises when I would lick him just right.

I got his dick into my mouth and started sucking on him. He was much
thicker than I used to. I liked the way it pressed against my cheeks as
I moved my head from side to side. I took it as deep as I could and
clamped my lips down tightly on his shaft. Then I pulled back, dragging
my lips over his cock and running my tongue the length of it.

He was as stiff as it gets, but I couldn't see any of the signs that I
would be bringing him off any time soon. No matter, I kissed his balls
and started stroking them a little. This cock wasn't anything a good
twenty minutes of sucking wouldn't take care of, and I was just the girl
to do that.

When you're giving head, time seems to pass quickly anyway. As I licked
and teased away, people came in and out of the room behind me. The girl
who was here first left, and some more guys came in. The girl who was
working behind the counter when we arrived came back in and took off her
clothes. She was wearing some strange leather getup as underwear; it
was small and tight around her crotch, and had metal rings attached to
the waist. It looked like it was designed not to be taken on and off
much.

The bleached-blonde girl sat down in the chair and started rubbing her
nipples idly. It was a wide and high backed chair, so a guy went and
got on the chair with her, straddling her legs and leaning his hands on
the back of the chair. Then the girl slid down in between his legs and
sucked him off from that position. He came fast and another guy took his
place.

Finally I had this old dude ready to cum. I was sucking on the head of
his hard-on, but then he grabbed me by the wrist and used his other
hand to grab my hair. I had one hand free, but not much leverage, and he
forced my head up and down on his cock. I got to admit I wasn't trying
to stop him much.

It was just a couple of strokes of face-fucking before he came. He spurted
a couple of big globs into my mouth, then pulled out and spilled even
more jizz all over my lips. I swallowed it all, almost choking.

I licked my lips, and I could taste him all throughout my mouth. I started
to stand up, but someone else put their hands on my shoulders. There was
another guy behind me, and he was already naked from the waist down. I
looked around. There was the guy who I'd just got off, he was sitting
there contently and watching me with a bemused smile on his face. I
started to get a little anxious, looking around, but then I saw Jack
just leaning up against the wall watching me and waiting, and that was
reassuring.

The guy who'd came up behind me started getting real eager, almost
putting my eye out with his erection. I turned around got his cock into
my mouth, sucking. I got a hold of his shaft and starting slurping up
his dick, making audible sucking sounds. This guy wasn't going to last
long and I didn't really want him to. I looked up at him as I moved my
head back and forth.

By then the whole action of giving head was getting a bit repetitious,
the same thing over and over. Open mouth. Insert cock. Clamp down lips.
Suck. Bob head or let him fuck your face. I was really ready to get
fucked as I knelt there slurping away.

Unfortunately, oral sex seemed to be the order of the day. The guy whose
erection I was swallowing pulled out of my mouth and started jacking off
in front of me.

"That's right, cum all over her face." That came from the gentleman in
the chair.

I knelt on the floor and put my hands in my lap, looking straight onto
this guy's cock. It was sticking straight out and jumped up and down
a little as he masturbated. I started squeezing my thighs together,
getting as much friction going in my pussy as I could.

It felt good, but not nearly as good as getting something stuffed
into my hot cunt. I looked up and nearly got blinded. The guy jacking
off over me had begun to cum, his first shot splattering on my cheek
just under my eye. Before it could start to drip, he had more for me,
spurting more hot jizz onto my lips and then onto my tongue as I opened
my mouth for him.

His cock continued to unload even more sperm into my mouth, which I
gratefully swallowed down, licking my lips. God, it was...

[pause]

God, this is tiring. Haven't you got off yet? Please, I know you must
be close. I have to make you cum... my time's almost up, and I if don't
make you cum in the allotted time, they'll punish me. Please... I've
been stuck here for so long. What's it take to make you shoot your
wad?

I know; I'm getting down on my knees here. Please, jack that stiff
prick of yours. Imagine you're going to spurt all over my face, just
like in the story. I've got my tongue out, and I'm looking at you, just
waiting for you to spurt your cum into my mouth. It's gonna taste so
good I can't wait . oh come on baby, stroke that thick meat harder and
faster harder and faster til you can't handle it and I get your load all
over me, on my lips and tongue and spurting hot jizz onto my cheek i love
it so much.

oh god i'm getting so hot and wet just

[end transmission 22:16 Mon Jun 22]

Dear Sir,

Enclosed is a transcript of one of our most promising recruit's story
sessions. As you can see, she is quite talented in this regard. However,
I feel it is time for her to move on. As she has had very little
experience giving up her body for others' pleasure, she is a rather rare
treat, one I felt that was worthy of a special position. Pending your
approval, I have submitted the paperwork to get her transfered to a job
as your secretary and oral servant. You will have to begin her training
yourself, though this should prove easy, as she is quite pliable, and
should be a lot of fun as well. I thank you for your consideration both
now and in the future, and wish you ending nights of pleasure.

Your Obedient Servant,
M.

end.

* The author humbly invites you to send your comments, questions, and
* requests to Ed_Rider7@hotmail.com


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