Message-ID: <35829asstr$1016745005@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <bananaman6969@hotmail.com> From: "Banana Man" <bananaman6969@hotmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <F175iGAeGnOxUR2GH2c00007842@hotmail.com> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 21 Mar 2002 19:33:19.0629 (UTC) FILETIME=[4179A3D0:01C1D10F] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 21 Mar 2002 19:33:18 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} Schooldays Revisited (mf MF wife) X-Original-Subject: (no subject) Date: Thu, 21 Mar 2002 16:10:05 -0500 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/Year2002/35829> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Please consider the attachment for inclussion on the site. Cheers _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com <1st attachment, "schooldays1.txt" begin> Schooldays revisited by Bananaman6969 ( mf, MF wife ) "Are you coming to bed?" Sue asked, looking over my shoulder as I checked our Hotmail account on the computer. "Yeh. Just want to check if we have any mail. I'll be there in a minute. Oh, hang on. There's one for you." Sue, who was just about to leave the room, turned and looked at the screen as I opened her mail. "Oh. Its from that school group, the one I posted my name on last week." Sue read the posting from the screen. "Alan Taylor! Bloody hell! I remember him." Her eyes scanned down his message. It was a short note outlining that he now lived in Leeds and was married with two children. Then there was a comment 'I remember getting off with you at a party once.' I didn't remember Sue mentioning him before. "Alan Taylor!" Sue repeated. "Now there's a name from the past." She muttered as she went off to the bathroom. I shut down the computer and joined Sue in the bathroom. She was in the shower. I had a quick wash and cleaned my teeth. All done, I lay in bed reading one of the internet stories I had printed out earlier. I was just getting to the hot part when Sue emerged from the bathroom. She got into bed and lay back with her arms above her head. "Aaah. Alan Taylor." She sighed. I ignored her. If she had something to tell me she had better come out and say it. "My first cock!" The story immediately discarded, Sue suddenly had my full attention. "Pardon?" I responded. Sue gazed at the ceiling and sighed. Then she gave me that look and said. "Alan Taylor was someone I had a crush on while I was at school. His was the first cock I ever touched." "I think you had better tell me about this." I said snuggling up. Sue giggled as my hand moved onto her tummy. "Are you sure you want to hear about this?" She asked, knowing damn well that I did. "I think I can handle your school girl antics." I assured her. "Ok then." She started. "I was about fifteen and Alan was in the year above me. As I said, I fancied him something rotten, except I never saw much of him. Then one summer we were at a party and I managed to get to talk to him on his own. It must have been obvious I fancied him. I went all girlie. Anyway, we had a dance together and he snogged me." "Tart!" I interjected. "Yes, well. We went to find somewhere more private and ended up in what must have been a study. It was very small and there was nowhere to sit, which was probably why nobody else was in there already. We had to continue standing up against the door. I remember thinking it was safer like that because nobody could barge in on us." "So when did you get to feel his cock?" I badgered her. "I'm getting to that. Like I said, we were snogging and his hands started to wander." "Up here?" I said, trying to be helpful, moving my hand up to Sue's breast. "Yes. Except that his hand was outside my top. He was just sort of squeezing my breast." "Like this." I said moving my hand outside her nightie. "Hmm. Then, when I didn't try and stop him, he got a little more adventurous. He slid his hand under my top and undid my bra. I was quite proud of my tits and all the other girls had been telling me how their boyfriends did that sort of thing. I wanted him to feel how grown up I was I guess." "And you didn't stop him." "No, I wanted him to touch me. It was exciting." "Certainly got me going!" I chipped in. "Anyway. I was a bit uncomfortable like that so I pushed him away and took my bra off and let it drop on the floor. At first I think he thought the party was over, but he soon got the picture. He tried to take my top off but I wouldn't let him. I said if anyone did come in then I could quickly cover up with my top on." "Spoil sport!" "Oh that didn't stop him. He pushed my top up over my tits and had a good feel of them like that. They were really firm then and he was like a kid in a sweetshop." "So he got to see them." "Yeh. See them, squeeze them and suck them." "Hmmm. Suck them." I said, sliding Sue's nightie up and taking a nipple into my mouth. "Yeh. He was a bit rougher than that though. He wasn't very experienced. Nor was I really, but it was very exciting knowing he was seeing and feeling my breasts." "So then what happened?" "Well, Alan was a lot taller than me and he was having to stoop to suck my nipples. So he got down on his knees to make it easier. I put my hands behind his head and pulled him towards me. Like suckling a baby. After a while I could feel his fingers fumbling with the button on my jeans then suddenly they were loose and being pulled down. He stopped kissing my breasts and looked up at me. Looking me straight in the eyes he slowly pulled my panties down to my knees. My heart was thumping. Nobody had ever seen me there before. Then I watched as he put his fingers between my legs and slid a finger into my pussy. Then he looked at my pussy as he slid his finger in and out of me. I knew he could feel how wet he had made me. I was sooo embarrassed." My hand moved to Sue's thigh then traced up to the triangle of hair between her legs. Parting those soft pussy lips, I slid a finger into her, finding that she was very wet. I looked into Sue's eyes as my finger worked in and out of her. "Go on." I told her. "I felt so naughty. He was looking at my pussy, just inches from his face and he was putting his finger in me - like a little cock fucking me. Then he stood up and pulled me to him with his finger still buried inside me. He started to move like he was fucking me, but with his finger. I imagined that was what it must be like." "Did he make you cum?" "No. It was really nice but he wasn't touching the right places." "Ahh. The mysteries of the clitoris." "He was thrusting like he was really fucking me and his finger was moving in me like a small cock. Then I did something that was really stupid. I didn't realise the risk I was taking." "What was that?" "I put my hand on his cock and started to rub it through his trousers!" "What did he do?" "He undid his trousers and let them fall down. He must have thought I wanted him to fuck me. He tried to guide his cock between my legs. I told him not to. I wrapped my hand round it and pulled it against my tummy. I had control of him like that. With my other hand I pulled him against me. He got the idea. It was a sort of simulated fuck. His cock was fucking my hand and his finger was fucking me." "Jesus!" "He didn't last long. A couple of thrusts and he spurted all over my hand and tummy." "That was a close shave." "Yeh. I couldn't believe how much there was. I thought a little sperm swam out the end! I thought he'd wet himself! . . . . I know better now!" "Jesus. That was so horny. You were very lucky." "Or unlucky." Sue countered. "What do you mean?" "Well I didn't get fucked, did I!" "So you didn't get a rematch." "No. After I went home that night, he got off with another girl from his year. They went steady for quite a while after that. He probably married her for all I know." "Ohh. That's sad. Never mind I've got a nice hard cock for you." I said as I moved between her legs. "Gary? . . . . . . . Would you mind if we did it up against the door?" I was out of bed in a shot. Sue stood against the door and lifted up her nightie. She took hold of my cock and pulled me to her. I understood what she wanted. I put my hand down between her legs and slid a finger into her while she firmly gripped my cock. I began moving as imagined Alan had. "Be careful Alan. " She whispered. After a few moments of moving against her, Sue asked "Have you got a condom?" "Yes. Hang on." I fumbled with my cock for a moment, as if I was putting one on. Then I guided myself into her. I slid inside her with little resistance. "Ohh. Alan. You've got in me!" "I've always wanted to fuck you Sue." I breathed. Sue pushed her pussy towards me her arms hanging by her side. "Ohh. God. Your cock is in me. I've never . . . . ." She whispered. I felt her hand move between us as she started touching her clit. "Am I your first Sue?" "Yes. You're the first to see my pussy and now the first to put their cock in me." "I'm going to cum Sue. Are you ready?" I groaned. "Ohhh. Yesss! Give it to me! Let it go!" Sue's legs shuddered as I shot my load up into her. "Oooh Alan. I can feel you cuming! Give me all of it ! Oooooohhh! . . .Oooooohhhhhhhh" After a moments pause we hobbled over to the bed, still joined. Sue reached for the tissues by the bed and scrunched a handful between her legs. We both flopped into bed silent and content. End of part one <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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