Message-ID: <37152asstr$1025676602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <nntp-bounce@supernews.net> X-Original-Path: corp.supernews.com!not-for-mail From: "Gina" <Gina@hvi.net> X-Original-Message-ID: <ui4kfvavc8r987@corp.supernews.com> X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 2 Jul 2002 21:43:11 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} My first fantasy Date: Wed, 3 Jul 2002 02:10:03 -0400 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/Year2002/37152> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: kelly, dennyw My fantasy starts off with us lying in bed, our bodies entwined. One naked leg draped casually over your hip. Our lips, inches apart, anticipation coursing through our blood, our senses heightened with each second that passes. I throw back my head and close my eyes, waiting for our journey to begin. You grab my shoulders, "No" you whisper, "I want you to open your eyes so that I can see your reaction when I first enter you." I slowly open my eyes to find you gazing into their depths. And then you enter me. Swiftly and deeply, I gasp. You hold me completely still. I can feel the blood throbbing through your veins, I can feel you deeply imbedded in me and I whimper Your heart skips and your breath catches in your throat at the raw sexual hunger you see in my eyes. You crush your lips against mine and we begin the age old rhythm that comes from making love. Our bodies are slick, our breathing erratic. I start to pull away, fearful of the overwhelming strength of your passion, you pull me back, calming me with words of love and passion. You reach the point where pleasure meets pain and the moment of release is upon you. But you hold out, wanting to bring me to that point of ecstasy with you. You grab my thigh and bring it up higher on your hip and thrust, once, twice and again until I am spiraling down the corridor to the abyss that awaits us in the aftermath of our passion. Later, we lie still, together. Too spent to speak or move, then you realize the fantasy must end, and your lover disappears into the night. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+