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From: Don Winslow <dwin2001@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Sybian Rider (M/F, D/s?)
Date: Mon,  5 Nov 2001 01:10:05 -0500
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The Sybian Rider (M/F, D/s?)
Don Winslow 

All the while we're making love it sits in plain sight, just
beyond the foot of the bed. Maya says nothing about the mounded
shape crouched on the floor; pretends not to notice it.  Still,
we both know it's there - - patiently waiting for her.

The Sybian pleasure machine is a cylinder cut lengthwise; the
size and shape of half of a wastebasket lying on its side. One
thin white wire snakes across the carpeted floor to a nearby
outlet, while a second runs from the mounded device to the small
control box that I've conveniently placed next to me, on the
bedside table.The curved mound is vinyl-covered, smooth, and
perfectly symmetrical; a deep generous curve, wide, but not so
wide that its girth can't be comfortably squeezed between the
clutching thighs of a kneeling woman.

Centered at the top of the curve, a rubber dildo juts in obscene
invitation, straight up in the air. Already prepared with a
coating of greasy lubricant, it stands there like an erect,
gleaming penis -- eight inches of cream-colored phallus at the
ready.  The rod is stiff, yet pliable enough so its angle can
easily adjust to accommodate a female rider who, once perched
astride the mound, will sit impaled with the hard rubber prick up
her cunt.

To saddle up, my naked Maya gets on her knees beside her waiting
mount, raises herself up till she's kneeling up straight, then
throws a leg over the curve to straddle the mounded bulk.

Up on her knees, the dark-haired girl holds herself perfectly
erect as she settles into a half-squat, carefully positioning 
her furry crotch over the glistening rubber prick. She looks down
to watch the hand that's cupping her sex as the fingers spread,
pressing open her cuntlips. Prying back the pink labia, Maya
holds her womanhood splayed open and slowly bends her knees,
gingerly lowering herself onto the vinyl saddle. Inch by inch,
the artificial cock is swallowed by the slim girl's enveloping
cunt till the little rider is settled into place -- the entire
length of the stiff rubber phallus lodged up her vagina.

With the dildo deep inside her, the girl looks up at me; dark
eyes shining with excitement. Although she trusts me, there's
still a bit of apprehension there. This is not the first time
that my lusty Maya has been taken on this pleasure ride. Yet each
ride remains a novel experience, for once mounted up the rider's
pretty much helpless.  It is I who will turn her on, precisely
control her wild and vigorous ride, send shimmering electric
thrills  through her juddering body, ruthlessly driving her to
one, and yet another, earth-shattering orgasm. It is the
anticipation of what is in store for her, that keeps her on edge.
And that slight uneasiness I now see in those wide dark eyes only
adds to my pleasure. I wait as she settles back, watching her
hips squirm as she tries to adjust to the novel sensation,
seeking how best to accommodate the rubber intruder stuffed up
her cunt. She sits with stiff arms extended down in front of her,
wrists pressed together, fingers splayed outward, hands curved to
fit the rounded contour.   Then she removes her hands, lets them
fall to dangle at her sides.

Her small-mounded breasts rise with the deep breath she inhales.
A quick toss of her head flings her long dark mane over her
shoulders.  She straightens her back, sticking out those
impertinent little tits of hers. Sitting there, her lithe body
held rigid, she raises her head to look up at me, as if seeking
my approval.

I lay back on the bed, head and shoulders propped up against the
pillows, idly fingering my growing erection, smiling down on the
mounted girl.  She returns my smile, bites her tightly-curled
lower lip, and gives me just the slightest nod, signaling that
she is ready...to begin her joy ride. My right hand tightens on
my cock, while the left hand reaches out to find the controller. 


THE END 
Copyright 2001,  Don Winslow 
Comments: dwin2001@yahoo.com
More of Don Winslow's work may be found at 
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Don_Winslow/

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