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Subject: {ASSM} Dancing in Circles (part one of three) -- masterbation, heteral sex and group sex.
Date: Mon, 22 Apr 2002 16:10:02 -0400
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Dancing In Circles
Copyrighted  V. L. R. Coblentz 6-2001  ironmeup@ironmaiden.com
    I was very excited when I signed the final papers. I was now a proud
owner of a small cottage with over 100 wooded acres. It really is a great
feeling. I have always wanted my own forest, even though I had neighbors
with the same type of property. This was my little piece in it all.

    When I was looking at the property the realtor told me about my two
neighbors. To the right is an older couple that lives in New York City and
is only here for a few months in the summer. The divorced neighbor to the
left was some sort of computer nerd. Of course, I to am considered a
computer nerd with all my Internet mumbo-jumbo, but oh well.

    The first few weeks I left the cottage the way it was decorated and took
a tour of the woods. Just about 10 acres into the woods I found the bubbling
brook I was only told about. It runs from the river over 12 miles away and
dribbles through our properties. What I found wasn't perfect and needed some
cleaning and maybe some rearranging of a few of the stones. I walked along
the shore up the stream to see how things were from the start.

    My property was marked and just past my little flagged stick in the
ground was a small pile of smooth stones that were obviously from the
stream. It looked like I found my nerd's outdoor project. Well it's
definite; I'm not going to be out done by a nerd with this outdoors stuff. I
decided to clean the stream and see if I can deepen an area to sit in like a
Jacuzzi.

    It took weeks but not only did I get most of my things unpacked in my
new home, but I also got my little private pool set up. Every night I had
slaved moving the stones from in the stream to the shore and back again to
rearrange them the way it would be needed for a little more depth. I dragged
tree limbs and dredged debris from my part of the brook. Cleaning it,
reshaping it and redoing some of the landscape. Funny how I never once
spotted my nerdy neighbor work on his stone bridge, yet his work pace seemed
to have gone as good as mine had. He did a beautiful job for a nerd. I got
my freelance job back online, my cottage had everything in place. This
morning I could hear my finished private bathing area call my name. This
afternoon I was going to take the time for a good long soak to really relax.

    With a towel, rag & biodegradable soap I headed to the brook. In
anticipation I happily drop to my ass to take my shoes and socks off and
pull my Iron Maiden T-shirt off. My bare tits perked up in the exposed fresh
air. As I get up I give my T a quick toss into a small-relocated oak tree by
the shore. Those 8-foot tall seedlings make good enough cover. A little
slide and my sweat pants are soon tossed to join the T.

    My nipples are hard with excitement. Every muscle in my body feel taunt
in the free exhilaration of being alone in the woods. I place one foot into
the sun-warmed water and slowly I continue into the stream. I am real
surprised how warm the noontime water feels. I am glad I put some of those
smooth rocks together for a place to sit while the brook bubbles by me.

"Oh is this nice."

    My words seemed to drift down stream. Bending down, I step all the way
into the water and dip into the deepest area. Covering myself in the clear
water and coming up for air a few times made me feel giddy. I came out here
to relax? Ya, right.

    I closed my eyes and wanted to be a mermaid. Frolicking in an ocean or
resting on great sea turtles or even singing with whales as my nude body
easily slips through the currents. I open my eyes and see the clear blue sky
above me. The sun is high and getting hot. I sit back on a large stone
feeling the water flowing over my body. The clear warm water laps across my
breasts. Lying back just a bit, I let my arms float. My fingers danced on
the water surface. "Snap!"

    A branch broke in the distance. I looked and seen my pants on the ground
with my T hanging by a sleeve. In a sigh of relief I close my eyes again and
slid myself under the water. Coming up I propped back up to rest. Lying back
against the rocks as my chest lay bare in the air and my legs moved under
the water. Running my hands along my chest, down my tummy and to my thighs.
I squirmed as my left hand cupped a tit and the other tickled my pubic hair.
I watched the tree branches above me flutter as a breeze caressed my hard
nipples. With light moans I ventured my right hand into my slit and gasped
when a finger touched my clit.

    Coupling my own breasts and teasing my own clit made me realize that a
bath was not what my body needed. My breathing became heavy and fast. My
chest heaved as water rushed across my skin. It looked as if the water began
boiling around my heated body. I could feel myself being watched and all I
could see in my euphoria were nearby birds and a squirrel or two.

    Losing leverage I lift a leg out of the water and let my foot take hold
of a stone wedged on the shore. My fingers danced against my clit. Now I
have to use my left hand to hold my position. It was no longer the water
that made me wet. I slipped my fingers down from my button and into my
starving cunt. Moaning passionately and thrashing like a fish. I hear, see
and know nothing of any world outside of my sexual heaven.

"Oh God .(shaking) . I need to be fucked .(breathing) . yes ...
(splashing) . oh . (panting) . yes ...(thrashing) . please . (moaning) . I
need to cumm."

    My cries scared the birds away. Two fingers moved in/out and wiggled
about inside my hungry pussy. I sat up and used my thumb to push and play
with my clit. Much like lightening, electricity shot through me as I used
only one hand to fuck myself. Just two fingers and a thumb broke me. I could
no longer hear the water bubbling by, the creatures scurrying about, the
trees rustling or the birds chirping as I splashed, kicked, moaned, thrashed
and camm in my own private little pool. Hours seemed to pass though seconds
were only spent. I sank into the water and let every limb drift away from my
body. I was relaxed, very relaxed. Back to the surface I got my soap to wash
up. You know that is what I was supposed to have done already. A few dips
and I had been washed, rinsed and rejuvenated. Not wanting to return to the
cabin I reluctantly got up to dry off.



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