Message-ID: <31516asstr$995598604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <bruce_hannon@yahoo.co.uk> X-Original-Message-ID: <20010719201447.86728.qmail@web20102.mail.yahoo.com> From: =?iso-8859-1?q?Bruce=20Hanon?= <bruce_hannon@yahoo.co.uk> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Subject: {ASSM} Mandy Date: Thu, 19 Jul 2001 23:10:04 -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/Year2001/31516> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: kelly, gill-bates Mandy By Bruce Hannon Copyright 2001. bruce_hannon@yahoo.co.uk DISCLAIMER AND WARNING This story is a work of fiction. None of the characters are based on real people. The story has sexually explicit content. If you are offended by sexually explicit material, if you are under age or it is illegal for you to download, read or possess such material then please delete the file without reading any further. MANDY Mandy is a very special kind of girl. Firstly she is extremely beautiful and very very sexy. Secondly, she's an exhibitionist. This is quite a combination. She is extremely proud of her body and loves to show it off, especially to strangers. The reactions she is able to get from men given unexpected glimpses of some intimate part of her stunning anatomy excites her and gives her a rush that no other activity can match. Mandy is a natural redhead. Her hair has that dark burnished copper colour that no one seems to be able to produce artificially. It is always beautifully groomed, clean and shiny.. She normally wears it loose, framing her gorgeous face and hanging down over her shoulders. Her large grey blue eyes contrast with her hair and carefully glossed lips emphasising her colouring. Her skin is lightly freckled, typical of a redheads, but somehow more subtle than most. Her breasts are not exceptionally large but are beatifully shaped, firm and natural with slightly larger than average uptilted nipples. These became very prominent whan she is aroused. Her waist is slim and stomach flat which emphasises her gracefully curved hips and tight firm buttocks. To me, one of her best features is her gorgeous pussy. Her pubic mound is quite prominent and sports a triangle of neatly trimed dark red hair whose lowest point ends where the top of her outer labia meet. From there down she is always clean shaven. She is one of the few woman I have known intimately whose pussy is perfectly symmentrical. The outer lips are soft, rounded and well defined. They normally conceal the inner lips completely. When she parts her legs widely, especially when highly aroused, they too part, exposing two delicately pink petals, each a perfect mirror image of the other, glistening with the moisture of her arousal. It is one of those pussies that when you see it you are magnetically drawn to kiss it and caress it, to run your tongue up the soft crease and tease the small nodule near its crest. From my description is must be clear that I know Mandy rather well. I do. You might call us partners. It all started with an asignment to shoot some beach pictures for a tourist brochure. My client wanted an attractive girl in the pictures but not a professional model. He wanted a natural looking girl in apparently candid shots where the girl appears unaware that she is being photographed. I had parked my van and strolled down onto the beach with my Nikon and a couple of long lenses over my shoulder. I was mulling over how to achieve this when I spotted a stunning redhead wearing a tiny azure blue bikini top and a short matching wrap around skirt tied at her slim waist. She was sitting near the edge of the beach on a low wall which separated it from the car park, staring out to sea. From my position I had a three quarter view and appreciated her shapely thighs emerging from the short wrap around skirt and her slim calves tapering to her feet half buried in the soft sand. I admired her flat stomach and the swell of her bikini clad breasts. I rased the Nikon and shot a couple of quick candid shots. So far she seemed unaware of my presence. She lifted one shapely leg and placed her foot on the wall, turning slightly towards me. I had swopped the lens on the camera for a zoom lens with a powerful telephoto capability to try and get some more closely cropped shots. I raised the camera to my eye and zoomed in on her. Her skirt had slipped back down the slope of her raised thigh. I expected to see the blue glint of her bikini bottom exposed between her now parted legs. I didn't. I saw the prettiest cleanly shaved pussy I had ever seen, pouting invitingly at me as I pulled the lens to maximum zoom and squeezed the shutter release. She held this pose for a minute or two before sudenly standing and cutting off my erotic veiw. She reached into a beach bag lying on the wall next to her and pulled out a white tank top which she placed ontop of the bag. Then she turned to face straight at me, reached behind her and undid the strings of her bikini. In one smooth move she lifted it away from her breasts and over her head. I strared through my lens at her beautiful firm breasts. I noticed that her nipples were quite large and very hard. Her face broke into a gloriously lovely smile as she stared straight into my lens. I squeezed the shutter release again. She turned, giving me a side view. I noticed how her perky breasts tilted slightly upwards and from this this angle I could even better appreciate her prominent erect nipples. I shot off another frame. She kept turning until facing three quarters away from me. With one hand she lifted the back of her short skirt and held it up with her hand now resting on her hip. One long shapely leg ending in a firm, round, completely exposed buttock was now on display. I zoomed out and captured a full length shot. She dropped her skirt and reached for the tank top which she quickly drew over her head. Then she walked towards me, a slow sensuous swing to her hips. By now I was sporting a massive erection which my tight swim trunks had no hope of concealing. When she reached me she said, in a soft and very sexy voice, "May I have copies of the pics?" "Of course," I replied, but I will need a name and phone number to contact you. "Mandy," she said, reaching into her beach bag. She withdrew a small card and handed it to me. It read, "Mandy Stevens. Fashion Editor.", and gave the name and phone number of a well known woman's magazine. Then with a glance down at my bulging crotch she leaned closer until I could feel the hard nubs of her still erect nipples press against my cheast. She planted a gentle kiss on my cheek and whispered into my ear, "You've made my cunt all wet?" Then she turned a strode away to the car park, climbed into a small Japanese saloon and drove away. I had the film processed and some 8" by 10" blow ups made. Mandy was extremely photogenic and the pictures were very much better than I expected for quick point and shoot candids. Totally unsuitable for any travel brocure, I thought as I stared entranced at a shot taken at maximum zoom which showed two shapely thighs framing a pair of pouting pussy lips topped by a coppery triangle of pubic hair. In the large blow up it was easy to see the gleam of moisture starting to emerge from the crease where her two lips pressed together. Her exhibitionism had really been a big turn on for her. With some trepidation I phoned Mandy and organised a lunch date at a little place I know which has some private booths. I wasn't sure how she would react when she saw the photographs. I had almost decided not to make her copies of the close ups of her pussy and then changed my mind when I recalled how blatently she had exposed it to me. I arrived before her and settled down at a table in a booth near the back of the small room to wait. I didn't have to wait long. Not more than ten minutes could have passed when the retaurateur showed her to my table. She looked even more beautiful than I remembered. Her coppery hair cascaded down in carefully arranged tousled curls and cascaded across her bare shoulders. She wore a light floral summery dress with shoe string shoulder straps, fairly loose on top, cinched in at the waist and with a shortish flaring skirt that showed her long shapely legs to great advantage. She smiled one of her glorious sunny smiles as I rose to greet her, helping her to get seated. We ordered drinks and spent a while on small talk before our waiter arrived to take our meal orders. She was very easy to talk to and we were soon chatting away like old friends. Then she asked, "How did the pictures turn out?" I had them in a large brown envelope lying next to me on the table. I slid them out and passed them over to her. My pulse was starting to race. What would her reaction be? On top were two shots of her sitting demurely on the wall looking out to sea. They were pretty good and she looked very attractive. Next were several shots of her posing topless. Most of these picturtes showed her from the waist up. She looked very sexy. The pictures did justice to her superb figure. One of these pictures was an almost abstract shot showing her breasts, taken from the side at full zoom so that they filled the frame. Her very erect nipples were silhouetted against the sky. I noticed that she was breathing faster and her eyes had a geam in them. After that was the shot I had taken when she had raised her skirt exposing her backside to my lens. She smiled and ran her tongue across her lips in a very sensual way. She moved it aside exposing the first shot I had taken when she had lifted a foot onto the wall. She looked a little disappointed. It was a full figure shot and her pussy was in the shadow between her parted thighs. You could only just make it out if you looked very carefully. I took a deep breath as she moved it aside and looked at the last picture I had brought. It was a perfectly exposed, crisp and sharp close up of her naked pussy with the glint of moisture clearly showing in the crease. "Wow'" she said. "I really gave you a good look didn't I? I could see that she suddenly had become very aroused. Her face was slightly flushed and her nipples had hardned. They were pressing two clearly visible points in the light cotton top of her dress. At that moment the waiter arrived with our meals. She made no attempt to hide the two visible photographs, one full length picturre showing her long legs , shapely buttock and one bare breast, the other, a picture of the prettiest, sexiest pussy I had ever seen. The waiter's face was priceless but he recovered well and carefully placed her meal before her. When he came around to my side of the table she leaned forward just as he bent to place my plate in front of me. One strap of her dress had slipped off her shoulder and the loose bodice gaped. He and I both looked towards her and must have had nearly the same view. As he was standing his was probably better than mine. I could certainly see both naked breasts and stiffly protruding erect nipples framed by the gaping cotton bodice. She new what she was showing and it was clearly intentional because she made no move to sit back or lift the slipped strap until he had put my food down and left. She grinned. "You must think I am a terrible slut," she said. "I just get such a rush out of seeing the effect I have on guys. It is all pretty harmless really." I laughed and assured her that I was enjoying the experience immensly. After lunch she thanked me for the pictures and said that she had had a great time. I asked her if she would like to do it again. "The lunch or the pictures?" she asked. "Both," I grinned. "I'd love to," she said. "It's fun having a photographer around. That way I can relive the original experience and get another rush out of it. How about we try something out this weekend?" When the weekend finally arrived I grabbed my cameras and headed out to meet Mandy. I picked her up outside a small apartment building in a rather expensive part of town. We had decided to head for a recreational area which hikers and other outdoor types like to frequent. Mandy had packed a lunch into a small backpack. I had brought a bottle of wine and a blanket, also in a backpack. We parked the car, grabbed our packs and headed for the start of a trail which winds up through a pine plantation to a view site near the top of a small of a ridge over looking the city. Mandy was wearing a light cotton blouse and a pair of very tiny cut-off denim shorts. She had tied the bottom of the blouse in a knot leaving her midriff bare. The buttons were undone and only the knot stopped the blouse falling open and displaying her lovely breasts to the world. If she leaned forward with her arms pressed to her sides, the blouse would gape and expose one or both breasts to anyone who happned to be in the right position. We had been walking for about ten minutes when we saw a lone male hiker striding down the trail towards us. As he approached, Mandy stopped, knelt down and pretended to tie a loose shoe lace. Her blouse gaped open completely exposing one pink tipped breast. The guy's eyes widened and his pace slowed dramatically. Mandy looked up as he passed her and flashed him one of her bright, sunny, innocent smiles. He walked on grinning from ear to ear and we noticed that he kept looking back over his shoulder. Mandy was now standing in front of me facing the way he had gone. She leaned back against my chest, took my right hand in hers and guided it into the gap of her blouse, pressing my cupped palm firmly over her breast. I squeezed the silky, soft flesh, feeling her nipple hard against my palm. The hiker had stopped and turned back to face us. As he watched with a look of incredulity on his face, I used my left hand to pull the bloouse open and cupped my right hand under her breast, lifting it and teasing the nipple between thumb and forefinger. Mandy groaned, reached down and rubbed her crotch through the tight stretched denim covering it. Suddenly she turned and knelt in front of me. She tugged down the zip of my short, pulled out my fully erect cock and proceeded to give me a virtuoso blow job. The hiker was staring, mouth hanging open. I watched fascinated as he slipped his own zip down, pulled out his hard cock and began pumping it furiously. Mandy paused in her oral ministrations and looked over her shoulder at the furiously masturbating hiker. Grinning broadly she stood, turned to face him undid her shorts, pulled them down and backed towards my rearing cock. She bent forward, reached between her parted thighs, grabbed my cock and guided it to her pussy. She was dripping wet and I slid straight into her up to my balls. I grabbed he by her hips and began to thrust vigourously, banging my pubic bone against her bottom with each stoke. She remained bent forward, her blouse gaping wide open giving the hiker a perfect view of her breasts bouncing and swinging with every thrust of my cock. He could take no more and we both saw his cock spurt a white stream toward us. That must have triggered Mandy's orgasim. Her thighs clamped together, she reached back, grabbed my thighs and let out a loud gurgling scream that sent me over the edge too. My cock pulsed wildly, shooting its load deep inside her grasping, throbbing vagina and drawing another loud gurgle from her throat. After a few moments in which we just stood, me with my cock still buried deep inside her hot cunt, she pulled away from me, pulled up her shorts, adjusted her blouse, and, grinning like a cheshire cat started up the trail as if nothing had happened. I quickly pushed myself back into my shorts, fastned the zip and started after her. When I caught her she stopped, threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply. "That was brilliant", she said. "I wish we could have photographed it; or even better, video taped it." We walked on and eventually broke out of the pine plantation into a large open grassed area at the top of the ridge. We found a place where we could spread the blanket on the grass and admire a panoramic view over the city. I had hardly spread out the blanket when Mandy unknotted her blouse and pulled it off. Then she lay back on the blanket, raised her hips off the ground and slid her shorts down her thighs. She had positioned herself with her feet pointing at me giving me a marvellous view of her beautiful pussy as she lifted her legs, kness bent, to slip the shorts over her feet. It was still flushed a rosy pink from the pounding of our earlier encounter and her still aroused state. It was also dripping with our mixed juices. "Your cum is making me mess up my shorts". "Come down here and lick me clean", she ordered. Never one to miss such an opportunity, I had my head between her thighs in a flash. She must still have been pretty wound up because I had only been tonguing her for a minute or two when her hips lifted from the blanket, her thighs clamped my head and one of her distinctive orgasmic gurgles burst from her mouth. "Now you get naked", she ordered. I hesitated. It was a pretty public sort of place and we were no more than a hundred yards from the trail we had been following. But, when Mandy demands something, she is not inclined to take no as an acceptable answer. She jumped up, her lovely breasts jiggling before my eyes in a most distracting way, and started tugging at my shorts. Giving in, I helped her and was soon as naked as she was. She pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips. She reached for my rampant cock and guided it to her opening, lowering herself onto me. "Hey, I just cleaned that", I grinned. "So now refill it," she demanded, slowly rocking forward and back so that my hard cock slipped in and out of her sopping wet pussy. I reached up and took a firm breast in each hand, gently tugging and twisting the nipples. Her breathing started to become ragged and her rocking motion more frantic. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she demanded. I was by now involuntarily lifting my hips with each of her backward movements, forcing myself more deeply into her slippery tunnel. She came suddenly and explosively, pushing herself down over me and grinding her pussy against my pubic bone. This pushed me over the edge and I felt my hot seed spurting into her. The feel of my cock throbbing in orgasm and the hot semen splashing over her cervix must have heightened her orgasm for she screwed up her face, opened her mouth and screamed her pleasure. Slowly she subsided, flopping forward onto my chest. "I hope he like the show", she murmured in my ear. "Who", I said, startled. "The guy behind you" I jerked my head around. There was our hiker, standing no more than ten feet away, his right hand frantically pumping away at his cock. He must have turned around and followed us. I watched fascinated as he started to come. This time there was no huge spurt but a long string of semen flicked from the end of his penis and fell onto his boot. "Oh, what a waste", murmured Mandy. ____________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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