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From: Inosolan@linuxfreemail.com (Inosolan)
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Subject: {ASSM} Country Girl; *not* a "Hot Rags" story by Inosolan;MF,oral,anal,SOMETHING SPECIAL
Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2001 11:10:06 -0500
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Country Girl
not a "Hot Rags" story
by Inosolan

MF,oral,anal,SOMETHING SPECIAL

Fiction only and for adults only.

If you're not legally an adult or it's not legal to read this where you are 
even if you are an adult and why would you live in such a boring place then 
don't read this.

Copyright by Inosolan (whoever that is); may be reproduced for non-
commercial purposes ONLY and only if all head matter (including this 
paragraph) is included exactly as it appears here.  Especially the oarts 
about giving head.  No other right to reproduce is granted without 
permission of the author.  

That's right -- no more kiddies for *you*!

This is a little different from my usual stuff; for one thing, it's not set 
in the "Hot Rags" universe (I'm working on some major revelations for that 
universe, BTW.)it's even very very vaguely autobiographically-inspired 
(Not, I hasten to point out, that anything like anything in it ever 
happened to me, though my cousin Jeffrey had some stories...); let me know 
what you think at inosolan69@hotmail.com.

Recommended Music: "Long Black Veil" by Johnny Cash
                   "The Oxford Girl" by The Oyster Band

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Hi there, mister.

Oh, sorry -- didn't mean to startle you.

No, I know; I don't make much noise and I came up behind you unexpected 
like.  My bad.

Nice camper; you travelling?

Oh; I wish I could do that.  Just get in a camper and travel all over the 
country till I found a place to rest.  Lots of places I never been to I'd 
go, let me tell you.

Me? No, I never been more than a hundred miles from home since I was born.  
It's boring, let me tell you.  Same old people, same old trees....

Well, sure -- I guess I'm still young; maybe you're right and I'll get to 
move on some day.  Need to find the right man, though...

Oh, hey -- wasn't meaning anything particular by that; sorry if I startled 
you... I meant I can't drive, I'd need someone to drive for me.

Learn to drive? No -- I couldn't do that; can't take the test, got a kind 
of problem with my records that's too hard to explain or straighten out so 
I just walk most places... not like I'm going anywhere, much, anytime, 
anyway...

Sorry -- I get a little bitter sometimes.

Nah.  So -- where you from originally?  Chicago?  I hear it's a nice place.  
My brother was stationed at Great Lakes during the war.  Korea, that is; he 
was too young for the World War.

Say -- I hate to ask -- you got anything to drink with you?  Soda pop, even 
cold water...

Oh, heck no -- I wouldn't mind a cold beer at all, if that's what ya got.  
I love these pull tops -- i still rememeber when you hadda use a "church 
key" to open the can.

Yeah, I s'pose I *am* maybe a bit older than I look.

What's a camper like this like inside?  Well, no, I *wasn't* hinting, but 
if you don't mind...?

Whoof.  Bit of a step up there for somone who usually has her feet on the 
ground.

Neat.  a little dining table.  Mind if I sit down for a minute?  This is 
really nice; a sink and a stove and bunk beds and everything.

Not that it's any of my business, but what're you doing 'round here?  
Pretty much a backwater since the mill shut down; the motion picture show 
closed years ago...  Not a lot to do.

Plannin' to settle, huh?  Whereabouts?

*Here*?

Well, yeah... I know it's available, what with Johnny Hanford dieing down 
there in South America somewhere and his family wanting to get shut of the 
place, but...

Didn't you wonder why nobody's built a house or cleared and farmed it?  
It's twenty years or more since Johnny disappeared one night and left his 
cabin burning behind him.  But no-one 'round here wants the place.  The 
Hanfords and the Higginses kept up the taxes on the place, just in case 
Johnny come home -- kin is kin -- but they'll be right glad to get shut of 
it if a chance comes, now they can sell it.

The cabin?  Right over that way -- if you lean across this bunk here and 
look out the window, you can see -- right over there -- see the blackberry 
patch and the roses? -- that's the rosebush Cindy planted the year she and 
Johnny got married; it's the south corner of the cabin.  If you poke around 
in the blackberries you can find the stone steps and bricks from the 
chimneys that fell down a few years ago.  You can see places along the 
roads all round out here in the country where there's nothin' standin' but 
a chimney marks some family's house went up in smoke before anyone could 
get help to 'em, you know.  Sooner or later the chimneys fall too, and 
then, 'less there was a murder or somethin' extra gruesome, no-one's even 
sure where they were.

Anyway, that's where the cabin was.

If you look over that way -- lean real close to the window, cause it's a 
sharp angle -- you can see where most of the old stone well-house was, 
and...

Whoops!  <giggle>  Didn't mean for you to slip and fall like that, 
mister...

Been so long, even one beer's made me a little light-headed and I just 
slipped and...

Well, move over so I can get up off the bed and...

Oh, my.  What could that ever be that I feel pressed against my leg. 
<giggle>  Let me feel around and see.

Oh, my goodness.  Like that actress-lady said, I think you must be really 
glad to meet me.  If I hold it like this and stroke it a little, will... 
Oh, my!  I wouldn't have thought it could get no bigger.

Mmmmm....  That's nice.  What?  You noticed I didn't have no bra on, did 
you?  Can't hide nothin' under this thin cotton, can I?  Can you tell I'm 
might near as pleased to meet you as you are me...

Oh.  Ohh.  Oh, yes!

Undo the rest of the buttons, mister, and I'll see if I can manage this 
zipper here.  They are, aren't they?  All puffy and pink and crinkly and 
standin' up.  They give you any ideas?

Ohhhhhhh.  That's a *good* idea.  Ad the other one too, right? Mmmmm.  Kiss 
it.  Suck it some....

Oh, my.  It's even bigger than I thought.  I can hardly get my hand around 
it.  Maybe we better not...  I don't know if this thing can fit inside a 
little ol' girl like me...

Of course it was a joke.  Here, roll over on your ack, and let me get these 
trousers and shorts off you.

Wooo.  It stands up right pretty, doesn't it?  it's so hard and so round 
and the head looks just like a big ol'purple plum like grows on the trees 
behind the ol' wellhouse.

I remember Billy bet me one time i couldn't put one of them plums in my 
mouth whole without bitin' it any. I wasn't as full-grown as I am now, but 
I managed it mister.  I slipped that big old plum between my lips and 
sucked it into my hot wet mouth and then i spit it out and i pushed Billy 
down in the leaves and i did it again, just... like... this...

mmmm.  ymmmm. ummm-ummm. oooommmm....
slppppslppp. 

You likin' that?  Should I go on?

How 'bout if i sort of stroke the shaft of it with my hand while i .... 
mmmmmmm. mmmmm. mmm-mmm-mmm-mmmmmmmm!

You wanna cum in my mouth?  I don't mind.  I kinda like it.

hmmmmahmmmmahmmmmmmmmmmm <gilp>  <gulp>

Awww.  I couldn't swallow it all -- see, some's drippin' down on your 
tummy.  Let me lick it off.

Whoa.  It's still there.  What you suppose...

Wow.  Never had a man sweep me off my feet that way before, mister. 
<giggle>

Ohh, yes.  Lick my titties.  Kiss my nipples... Lick my belly button... 
that's it!

Mmmm.  Think you can find the kitten under all that fur?

Ooooooohhhh!  Guess you did.  Lick me... eat me...

Oh, my, I can feel your tongue sliding up in me.... Yesssyessyesssssss!

Ohhh. yes!  Finger me.  Make me cum and cum.  Two fingers, use two fingers!

What're you...??  OOoooh.

No-one ever licked my asshole before, mister.  Oh, wow, that's 
different....

A finger?  In my ass?  Uhhhh....OGodohGodoGod I'm cummin'....

Now ...?  Yesss!  Lick my clit.  Lick it hard.  Keep them fingers going, 
too; fill me up while you lick my pussy...  Oh, my -- two fingers in my 
ass...

I'm cumming!  I'm cumming again!!

What -- what're you... oh!  Sure!  Stand up and lean forward over the 
table? Sure!

Spread 'em?  Like this?  This is so nasty -- I love it.  Bet my pussy's 
spread right wide open in front of you, huh?

Ooooohhhh.... lick my asscrack some more.  Play with my pussy with your 
fingers....  God I'm so hot and wet and ready!

I... I... Where's your fingers?  DOn't leave me like...

Oooofffffhhh.

Yesss.... shove that big cock to me.  Jam me full, hard and deep and 
fast...

fuck me daddy fuck me fuck me....

it's got me stretched out so full so wide...  I bet you can see how 
stretched my pussy is where it's in me...

fuck me fuck me harder harder....  HARDER DEEPER FASTER....

What?  Why? Where are you?

Oh, no!  No way is it goin' fit in *there* without hurting me.

Let me up.

I said let me up.

Nonono -- no!  It hurts!

Stop, please!  It hurts!  Ohmigod, how am I going to...

OhOhOh..more and more....please don't put it all the way innn...

Oh....  Why did you stop?  Are you gonna take it outta there?  "To give me 
time to loosen up and relax"?

I guess I am relaxin' -- it doesn't hurt as much and....

No!  Please! Not more!

unnn.  unnnnn

unnnnmmmmmmmmmmmm

Oh my.  

More.  More.

Fuck me, mister.  Fuck my ass...  Oh, my God...

Oh!  Yes!!! Finger my pussy and fuck my ass... harder, please!

Oh  Oh  Oh  Oh

I'm cummmmmmminnnnggggg..........

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Oh, oh, oh -- I can feel you cumming too -- all hot and wet and shooting up 
in my insides and .... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Oh my.

I never had anything like that.

Not even with Billy, that night that Johnny....

Mmm?  Yes, I said Johnny.

That night that Johnny come home two days before he was s'posed to and 
snuck in to surprise me.

Well, he did.  S'prised Billy, too.

Oh -- we was in such a rush I never did tell you my name, did i?

My bad.  

It's Cindy.

Mister -- if you do buy this place, do me a favor, okay?  Make sure that 
they dig up the rosebushes, okay?

Johnny dug 'em up and then replanted them that night, just before he threw 
the torch in the cabin door and walked away forever...

Me and Billy been waitin' a long time to go home and join our kinfolk...

-- 
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