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Subject: {ASSM} "My Friend Jota" (MF) by Creampie Eater 
Date: Wed,  3 Apr 2002 15:10:05 -0500
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DISCLAIMER:

This is a story about sex between consenting adults. If you are not an 
adult, you cannot consent, even to read this story. Therefore, read 
something else. Note also that my stories may portray sexual acts that 
are not necessarily safe. Since you are an adult reading this, you 
know it. Even so, caveat lector.

NOTES:

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Creampie Eater.  All Rights Reserved. No commercial posting is 
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My Friend Jota
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I have a great old friend I call Jota.  Long ago, when she was my 
secretary, she called a girl a Jota (pronounced Hota).  I asked what 
it meant, and she told me it was mexican slang for 'pussy'.  It became 
an in-joke between us, and eventually my affectionate pet name for her 
after we became, uh, 'intimate'.

Our intimacy didn't last long enough.  We had become lovers to help us 
each survive bad marriages.  So when her marriage improved and she was 
let go from my company, we grew apart.  It was painful, but I was 
happy for her even while I was still stuck in a bad marriage.  We'd 
see each other and I once ate her in her bathroom and she once 
fulfilled my fantasy to be fucked with a strap-on, but it was 
infrequent.

One thing that did survive our distance was my role as her computer 
problem solver.  She and her husband are computer illiterates, and she 
has teen boys who 'do things' to their computer.  Thus, I am sometimes 
called out to fix their ailing system.  When they got their new 
computer last year, I figured they wouldn't need me for a while.

I was surprised when she called me last Friday.  It took a while to 
figure out her problem, but I made arrangements to go to their house 
at lunch today.  I burned a CD with drivers, and another with my 
erotica, because she loves my writing.  (As an aside, the first erotic 
stories I wrote were for her.  You can thank her if you like my 
writing.)  I figured I'd install the new printer driver and be done.

The last time I went out, they were having trouble with AOHell.  When 
I showed up, fantasizing about licking her, I was disappointed to see 
Dufus (our old pet name for her hubby) answer the door.  I couldn't 
help them, and they eventually replaced their crappy old computer with 
a shiny new one.  More importantly, I learned that Dufus now had his 
office (he sells insurance) a five minute drive from their house.  I 
guessed I'd never again catch her with her panties off, so to speak.

So when I showed up and rang the door today, I figured he'd answer the 
bell.  Wrong.  No one answered the door.  I waited patiently, knowing 
she was driving in from her work and might have encountered traffic.  
Sure enough, that was the case.  Her big Excursion roared up the 
street, and she parked in the garage.  A few seconds later, she opened 
the door apologizing about the traffic.

"No big deal," I said, glad to see her.  She was as pretty and sexy as 
ever.  She'd had a heart attack a while back, which had been a wake-up 
call.  Now she looked healthy, and sexy.

She gave me a hug and then led me up to the den.  I noted Dufus wasn't 
around, but I didn't say anything.  I am not prone to superstition, 
but seems like every time I mention him he pops up.  So I sat down and 
opened my briefcase, pulling out the driver CDs I'd brought.

The problem was easily resolved.  AOHell had never printed on this new 
machine, and installing the right printer driver fixed the problem.  
It took me all of five minutes.  I went downstairs to the kitchen and 
found Jota finishing lunch.  It was our customary Mac & Cheese with 
tuna and black pepper.  Yum!

She asked if I would show her that it was working instead of watching 
All My Children like we used to do during lunch.  So up we went, and I 
sat down to show her.  I was busy showing her what I did, and was 
oblivious to what she was doing as she looked over my shoulder.  My 
first clue was when she croaked, "Aren't you going to lick my pussy?"

I turned and was amazed to see she had lifted her skirt to show me her 
lack of panties.  As always, her pretty pussy was easily visible 
through her light pubic hair.  Correction, lack of pubic hair!

"Oh my God!" it was my turn to croak.  I reached out and pulled her to 
me, kissing her pussy lightly.  She spread her legs a little, and I 
was able to bury my tongue between her legs.  Wanting to give me 
better access, she lifted one foot and placed it on her desk.  I was 
able gently spread her lips and slide my tongue over her sex.  She was 
getting wet for me!

"Hold on," I told her.  "What about Dufus?"

"He's at the beach," she replied.  They had a cottage near the Gulf of 
Mexico, south of Galveston.

"He's not coming back?"

"Nope," she smiled.

"Well, just to make sure, how about you lean over that window sill and 
keep a lookout?"

She liked the idea, and after I took one last long lick, she went and 
leaned over the window.  She could easily look out down the street.  I 
moved behind her and knelt.  Then I began licking her from behind.

It was glorious!  I love eating pussy more than anything, and Jota 
loved my technique.  It didn't take long before she was shivering in 
pleasure.  I always had loved her little mewling sighs, and I was 
getting plenty of them now.

I slide a finger into her pussy, which she adored.  I slowly pumped, 
then decided to indulge another fantasy of mine.  I slid up and began 
to lick her backsides.  She flinched, reacting immediately to the new 
sensation.

"Oh God, that feels good," she moaned.  I could tell she was telling 
the truth, because she got much wetter.  I concentrated on rubbing her 
clit with my thumb as I tried to stick my tongue in her butt.  This 
was new to both of us, and I am happy to say it was successful.

"I want you to cum in me," she panted.  Not one to disappoint, I stood 
and pressed my cock into her.  We both sighed at the pleasure of it.  
"I'm about to cum... I want to cum with you in me," she moaned.  I held 
still, kissing her lovely neck until she came.

Jota loves the feeling of being able to squeeze something when she 
cums.  This time, she squeezed me.  As I feared, the sensation of her 
orgasm took me over the edge too.  She was still orgasming when I 
began to buck wildly, moaning incomprehensibly as I shot my sticky 
load up her.

A minute later, I sank to my knees and began to clean her gooey pussy.  
I'd never done it to her before, and she came again as I did.  The 
glue-like creampie was very tasty, but making her cum was the icing on 
the cake.

We kissed deeply, lovers again, before I left.  It was a great 
housecall.

POSTNOTE:

I originally intended this story to be posted to my Yahoo! Club before 
I went to Jota's.  Well, shit happens and the Club was converted to a 
Group... which seemed to take a week.  So, now I can tell you what 
really happened when I went to Jota's.

Firstly, it turned out I had to reinstall Windoze ME for her.  I took 
my CDs with strap-on videos and we watched them while we waited for 
the sloth-like installer to finish.  In the middle of that, her 
husband Dufus came home.  "Damn!" I thought, but he didn't care.  In 
fact, he went and got their album from the trip they took during 
Spring Break to Daytona... they were there for "Bike Week" or something.  
Then he left.

So I flip through the album for a while, going from the bland G-rated 
pictures to the PG- and then hard R-rated pictures.  Women kissing 
each other, women wearing only chaps with their butts hanging out.  
Some pictures were reversed in the album, so that the images were 
turned towards the inside so you couldn't see the content without 
effort.  On them were pics of Jota, her breasts exposed.  Wahoo!  We 
laughed pretty good about that.

Finally, WinME finished installing and I fixed her computer.  It was 
now after 1:30.  I had been there over an hour and a half.  I told I 
was done, then calmed my nerves and said "unless you have time to let 
me eat that pussy of yours".

"I always have time for that," she laughed.

"So why don't you sit here, watch the videos and let me eat you?"

She was put off by the thought of having sex in their rec-room, but 
consented.  I pulled down my pans, put on a condom (in case I got too 
excited!), and knelt in front of her.  She watched a video or two (10 
minutes?) sitting on her swivel chair while I tongued her.  She had 
shaved except for a sexy tuft above her clit.  It was suuuweeet 
eating!

Finally, she says she wants me to cum in her and eat it out.  I warn 
her I won't last long and won't be a good fuck.  She just laid on the 
floor and spread her legs.  Whipping off the condom, I enter her and 
last about two minutes before my boilinf seed spews out.  She keeps 
bucking me until I am shriveled, then I slide down and see my off-
white cream seeping out.

Of course, I suck and lick and moan and growl all over her pussy.  In 
a few minutes, she comes hard, then gets that ticklish sensation and 
pushes me away.

"Oh God, that works," she told me with satisfaction.

So, the story turned out similar, but with a different plot.  After I 
washed my face and put away my laptop (with the x-rated CDs), we left 
together, kissing in the hallway.  A good thing that happened I 
couldn't predict is that we stopped at the corner gas station and she 
filled my tank.

It was perfect: I got to eat my ex-love, chowed on creampie, and got a 
full tank of gas.  Does it get better than that? :)

By the way, in case you are interested, that is the first time I ever 
ate a creampie besides my wife's.  Yes, I do write fiction. :)  I am 
glad it was Jota.  Sex is better when some emotion is involved.

(Comments appreciated to creampiestories@yahoo.com)




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