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Subject: {ASSM} ASSM story  Caught   (MF preg)
Date: Wed,  6 Mar 2002 04:10:03 -0500
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If you are under 18 please leave and come back when you are older. If
this offends you I'm sorry but no one is forcing you to read this.
	You may post to free sites but please contact me to post to pay
sites. Copyright to me 2/24/2002.




	My second try, I hope you enjoy it. Again my story is inspired by
memories of past events but purely imaginary in content. Any
similarity to real people is, I hope, actually possible. I enjoy
reading short stories. I think the lesser amount of detail lets your
imagination fill in more, like a woman who is not quite undressed can
be more alluring than one fully nude. Ah well, do you know how to tell
a man is getting old......it ain't hard.  Please send any criticism, I
can use all the help I can get. Thanks





		Caught   by Oldwrench




	It was a warm, clear, late spring afternoon. I was walking in my
favorite local park. It is a large heavily wooded park with paved
trails making it ideal for walking, biking, jogging and rollerblading.

	There were few people out since it was the middle of the week, so I
felt like I had the whole park to myself. As I admired the beauty of
the woodlands, I saw her come around a bend in the path. She was a
flash of color against the dark greens and browns of the woods, a
woodland nymph on rollerblades. She was tall and slender, her long,
dark brown hair floating on the breeze around her face. Her lovely 
face was a narrow oval shape with deep red lips a small thin nose and
large dark eyes. She wore a long lavender print dress that was an old
fashioned design with short sleeves, a white lace collar and buttons
from the collar all the way to the hem. The dress  emphasized her
girlish figure rather than hiding it, molding to her small well formed
breasts, tapering to her narrow waist and flowing over the gentile
curve of her hips to the full skirt that hinted at shapely legs as it
swirled around her.

	I noticed she was unsteady on her skates as if she were a novice
skater. As we drew near she looked up at me and flashed a bright
smile, then it happened. Her skate must have hit a rock or stick in
the path and she cried out as she stumbled forward. I reacted
instinctively reaching out and stepping into her path. She desperately
threw her arms up around my neck as her body crashed into mine. My
arms wrapped around her waist as I, almost effortlessly, caught her
and pulled her up against me ( I'm six feet tall and weigh two hundred
twenty pounds, I'm well built and stay in good shape so it wasn't
difficult).

	"Are you all right?" I asked.

	"Yes" she answered while trying to gain control of her skates,  "I'm
a little shaky, could you help me off the path?"

	Carefully I lifted her off the path onto the soft dirt where her
skates wouldn't roll so easily. On rollerblades she was almost eye
level with me.  Her body was warm against mine as she clung to me for
support. I was drawn to her big, deep brown eyes as she looked into my
face.

	"I could have been hurt if you hadn't caught me," She said in a quiet
voice, "I wish I could thank you some way."

	With my arms around her slim waist, looking into her eyes and seeing
her lick her dark red lips I thought a kiss would be a fine reward,
but she had other plans. She quickly looked around the area, her hands
slowly moving over my shoulders and down my arms. As she took my hand
I heard her whisper, "so strong."
                                                                      
	I let this woodland beauty lead me through some brush and behind the
thick trunk of a large cottonwood tree. She turned to me and slowly
drew closer, her eyes searching mine, our lips touched, softly at
first, then with growing passion as our tongues started a dance of
lust. My mind was spinning from her sweet scent of flowers and sweat,
from the taste of her, from the warmth of her slender body pressed to
mine. My hands explored her back and down her smooth sides, her hands
trailed down my chest and stomach to my now raging cock. I heard her
breath suck in as her hand trailed over my manhood. I stroked gently
from her face down her neck to her firm soft breast. I was delighted
to find that she didn't wear a bra.  I could feel the rapid beating of
her heart as my hand kneaded her soft flesh. As if by its own will my
hand opened three buttons and slid inside to cup her bare breast, such
a desirable handful, her hard nipple rolled under my massaging palm.
Her hands found the waistband of my jogging shorts and slid inside to
explore the hard rod hidden there.

	My senses were reeling as she again leaned into me and our lips met
with urgency and need. I felt my shorts pushed down and falling to my
feet, her warm hand wrapped around my throbbing cock gently stroking
me increasing my desire. Her other hand was moving mysteriously
between us as we continued our heated kiss. The mystery ended as she
moved her hips closer to mine and my cock slid between her smooth
thighs, she had opened several buttons on her dress to gain a more
intimate contact.

	I felt I was in heaven. I felt the smooth skin of her inner thighs
sliding against my hardness and the warm dampness of her panties
moving along the top of my cock. As her hips moved back and forth I
was sure that soon she could make me cum. I was disappointed when she
pulled away again.

		My disappointment was only momentary as I felt her hands again
between us. This time as she moved against me, I could feel the heat
and wetness of her labia sliding along the top of my cock. She had
pushed her panties down far enough to allow my shaft to slide in
contact with her slick hot pussy.  Now her juices lubricated our
movements as her hips again started their sexy dance.

	I was on fire. I wanted so much to take her, to fill her, to claim
her, to make her scream in ecstacy. My conscience held me back, no
condom, no protection, we were in a public place and could be
discovered. My body roared to hell with consequences, take her, fill
her with your cum, fuck her! I was torn, I couldn't move.

	I felt her hand between us again as her fingers slid under my shaft.
She slid her hips back a little farther than before and gently pushed
up on my cock. This time as she moved forward I felt my cock slide a
little way into her softness. Her hips rocked against me pushing my
cock a little deeper into her hot, snug cunt. My conscience cried you
mustn't but it was drowned out by the animal roar of my lust. She put
her hands on top of my shoulders as I put mine on the firm round
cheeks of her ass. I bent my knees outside hers to get a better angle
for my steel hard rod and pulled her against me as I drove up into her
willing body. She gasped as my shaft penetrated deep between her
girlish hips. I held her tight, her hands squeezing my shoulders, her
lips bushed my ear as she whispered, "so strong."

	Her words stoked the fire of my lust, I thrust deep into her again
and again. Her breath came out in little gasping cries with each
thrust. I was consumed, I would own her, I would fill her with my
seed. She tightened in my hands as my shaft sawed across her sensitive
clit, my shaft driving deep into her tight young body with each thrust
pushing us higher and higher.

	"So ... close,   so.........cl..." She gasped as her body arched
back, her mouth open in a silent scream, breath caught in her lungs,
her hands clenched painfully tight on my shoulders. I felt her cunt
squeeze even tighter on my driving rod. I felt her body tremble in my
hands as her orgasm slammed through her. I thrust once, twice, then as
deep as I could. My climax hit like a lightning bolt, I pulled her
against me as my cum surged through my cock into her receptive womb.
My hips jerked against hers as I emptied my sperm into her rippling
cunt. I had to fight not to roar my triumphant conquest of her body
for all to hear.

	The waves of ecstacy slowly faded and I had to struggle to keep my
legs under me. She slumped against me in the aftermath of her climax
and I held her tight. I felt her stir and regain her feet, again she
whispered, "so good."  Her lips touched mine, a warm passionate kiss.

	"Thank you," she said as she moved away. She rearranged her cloths as
I did mine, when I looked up she had moved back toward the path. She
turned and waived when she reached the path and moved away with the
smooth ease of an experienced rollerblader. I wondered as I watched
who caught who?

	I smiled as I mulled over this brief encounter on the short walk back
to the parking lot. Entering the lot I saw my wife sitting in the
front seat of our car, the door open and her feet out on the pavement.

	"How was your walk?" She asked.

	"Ah...very stimulating," I replied. "And how was you afternoon?"

	  "Quite satisfying," She answered. "Would you help me with these?"

	I drank in the sight of her shapely legs as I kneeled down to unlace
her rollerblades. Her long dress was unbuttoned up past mid thigh and
she spread her legs so I could see the soaked crotch of her lavender
panties.

	"That was rather dangerous," I said, "I didn't have a condom along,
if it's the wrong time you could get pregnant."

	"I know," she replied in a soft  trembling voice.

	My heart was breaking, what had I done, she must have trusted me to
stop, or pull out, or..... The smile on her face put the beauty of the
park land to shame. "I know" she repeated. "Let's go home and shower
together. I can make it enjoyable for you."

	I was dumbfounded, I hadn't expected this. Before we were married we
had talked of starting a family, I said I was willing whenever she
wanted, she said she would tell me when she was ready. So that was why
she wanted me to take off work and bring her to the park. That's why
she brought her rollerblades. It was her way of telling me.  I guess
getting "caught" was what she wanted all along.




	Always practice safe sex. The only safe sex is between a husband and
wife. One man and one woman faithful till death, it does work , try
it. Best wishes,
                                                                      
                              Oldwrench

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