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Subject: {ASSM} Story: "The Surprise"
Date: Sun,  4 Aug 2002 19:10:05 -0400
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My first post.  Let's see what everyone thinks!


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The Surprise

She pulled into the driveway.  It had been a long day.  Longer
still because he hadn't remembered.  Turning off the car, she
sighed.  He had always been so attentive.  So thoughtful.  How
could he have forgotten?  She leaned against the steering wheel,
remembering their first conversation.  It had been a year since
they began talking.  At first, she remembered wondering who this
man was .... what he was.  He seemed such an enigma.  Being so
stoic at first, then quickly warming to her.  He had caught her
off-guard, and for a year had continued to do so.  But today, 
just when she thought she knew how he would acknowledge their
relationship .......... she was realizing just how much she had
come to depend on his attentions.  How important they, and he,
had become in her life.

She stepped out of the car, and mentally evaluated herself.  No,
she was no Barbie.  She didn't dress to the nines every day.  She
thought herself attractive enough, but despite all the workouts,
there were a myriad of things she would change about herself if
she only could.  In his presence, however, all those things
melted away: she had felt like the most beautiful thing on two
legs.  It had been such a long time since she'd felt remotely
like a woman, much less a sensuous, attractive one.  Now she
wondered if her penchant for the ordinary .... her love of
comfort, of home, of chaos ... had somehow threatened their
budding relationship.  She wondered if the fact that she was not
the girly-girl he had said he usually preferred was becoming a
wedge.  She had hoped their differences would be enhancements,
but she felt all the old self-doubts began to creep in as she
locked the car door and headed into the house.

Odd.  The animals didn't greet her.  A faint odor of seafood and
garlic wafted through the house.  She paused at the front door
... wondering.  She glanced around the room, and a large white
envelope on the mantel caught her eye.  She approached and
noticed that it was sitting atop a silk scarf.  Her curiosity
urged her to open the envelope.  Inside,  she found a simple,
hand-written note:  "Put the scarf over your eyes and tie it
tight.  Don't say a word.  This is to be an ultimate lesson in
trust."  She stood there and looked around the room.  Nothing
seemed amiss.  With a shrug, she lifted the scarf to her face and
tied it snugly, covering her lovely blue eyes. 

Immediately, she felt a presence in the room.  He eased up behind
her, touching her shoulder.  She jumped and turned toward him but
his hand on the back of her neck stopped her.  Whispering into
her ear, he said, "Shhhh.  Take my hand and follow me"   He laced
his fingers in hers and guided her into the dining room.  His
hand went to the small of her back as he directed her to sit in
the chair he already had pulled away from the table.  She looked
up in what she thought to be his direction.  "How did y ..."  but
his hand gently silenced her question.  Leaning close, his warm
breath on her neck, he whispered as he nuzzled her ear, "Just
trust me".   She felt him sit in a chair beside her .... the
distinct aroma of her favorite pasta wafting to her nose.  "Here
... open your mouth", he said, as she felt a fork touch her lips.
 The warm creaminess of the shrimp alfredo filled her mouth. He
brushed the sauce from the corner of her mouth with a napkin and
leaned to kiss her.   He fed her, then placed a wineglass into
her hand. She drank the delicate liquid ... allowing it to warm
her throat.  He knew all of her favorites, and this wine was no
exception.  After a few minutes, she motioned that she had enough
and he rose and took her hand again, beckoning her to rise and
follow him.

Leading her into the bedroom, he closed the door.  The soft scent
of lavender filled her nose, and she was immediately aware of
candles and soft music.  He stopped her in the middle of the room
and, standing against her back, ran his hands from her shoulders
down her arms.  He kissed her neck and then whispered, "I know
you thought that I had forgotten this day.  However, I wanted it
to be more memorable than any day we have spent together.  Now,
as we are about to step to a new level, I am asking you to
submit.  Freely and completely.  I can promise you that you will
not be disappointed, and that you will be completely satisfied,
but you will be completely out of control of the chain of events.
 All you will be allowed to do is feel.  Before we begin, though,
I am giving you the opportunity to stop all of this right here,
right now.  Just say the word."  He stepped back and slowly began
to circle in front of her, watching her face and waiting for her
response.   "Please," she said, her voice barely audible. 
"Continue."  "I will do as m'lady requests, as long as she
understands that from this point on, there is no stopping what is
to come.  The only protests you can make is if something is not
pleasurable ..... and I don't expect to hear any protest of that
nature coming from your lips."  Quietly she replied, "I
understand". 

He raised his hands and touched her face, pulling her gently
toward him.  Her hands instinctively gripped his forearms and her
mouth opened slightly in anticipation of his mouth upon hers. 
She was immediately rewarded by the softness of the kiss, his
tongue brushing lightly against her lips.  His hands slid from
her face into her soft hair as the kiss gained passion.  He was
careful not to move the blindfold, however ... he liked the
knowledge that one of her senses was blocked. 

His mouth found her earlobe as his hands found the hem of her
sweater.   He knew the next few events would be the ultimate test
of her trust in him.  Gently he stepped away from her, pulling
the sweater with him.  She did not protest as the sweater glided
over her head and fell to the floor in a heap.  He stepped toward
her again, stroking her now-bare shoulders.   He felt her tremble
under his touch, but she did not step away - - normally she
would.  His hand went to her breasts .... stroking them.  "I
..... I ...." she began to protest as her self-consciousness
rose. "Shhh .... it's okay" he reassured her as he reached around
to uncouple her brassiere and pulled it from her shoulders. He
tossed it into the pile that was her sweater.  His hands slid
down her body to cup her heavy breasts as he brought his mouth to
her nipple, teasing it to fullness with his tongue. "ohhhhhhh"
she moaned ..... he knew she loved having her breasts suckled, so
he lingered for a moment ... nibbling carefully at the engorged
nipples. 

Suddenly, he stepped away.  Her breath caught in her throat .....
her first reaction was fear.  Had he seen her and been repulsed??
 Was she not what he wanted??  Her mind reeled with self-doubt as
she stood, shivering and half-naked, in the middle of the room. 
She crossed her arms over her breasts and trembled. She could
only make out faint rustling sounds. Just as she was near
protest, she felt him come up behind her - - - his arms
encircling her.  She pressed back against him, realizing only at
that moment that he had stepped away to disrobe.  His bare chest
now pressed against her back and he began to wetly kiss the back
of her neck and across her shoulders.  That always drew gasps
from her, he knew.  It drove her to near madness.  He kept
alternating between breathing hotly against her skin and kissing
down her back until she was squirming with delight, growing weak
in the knees.  When she neared the point of fainting, he stopped
and guided her to sit on the side of the bed.

He knelt at her feet, removing her shoes and socks, and then
beckoned her to stand so that he could remove the remainder of
her clothing.  Stepping back, he admired her .... completely
naked in front of him for the first time without her diving for
the covers.   She tried to cover herself with her arms, suddenly
feeling very vulnerable - - - knowing in the light he could
surely see everything she had always feared that he would see. 
He took her hands in his and pulled her into an embrace.  "Don't
you know how beautiful you are??"  he whispered.  "I know you
think you have all these flaws, but they aren't important.  What
is important is that I want to be with you, and you want to be
with me.  Just relax.  I am still here, and I am not going
anywhere ..... not tonight, not for a long time to come.  I want
you to feel nothing but pleasure.  You have nothing to fear."  He
felt her body melt into his as his hands began to massage her
back.   "Lie down" he said.

She felt for the bed, and lay down.  "Over on your stomach,
m'lady", he cajoled, tugging at her shoulder.  Rolling over, she
felt him raise her arms above her head and move to straddle her
hips.  She heard his hands rub gently together and then felt
their warm oiliness touch her.  She jumped at the electricity of
his touch, but began to immediately relax into the massage.  He
worked his way down her back - - - paying special attention to
her tense shoulders.  When he worked her triceps, he leaned over
her, kissing her shoulders and neck hotly ... knowing full well
how this would affect her ardor.  She could feel him, hot and
hard, against her back and longed for him to fill her.  He began
to slide his cock back and forth between her buttocks, teasing
her, knowing that she felt him and wanted him.  His mouth trailed
down her back to her buttocks,  as he positioned himself between
her legs.  He then gently lifted her hips and put his mouth to
her. 

"AHHHHH!"  she gasped with the sudden intrusion of his tongue,
instantly becoming wet.   He slid his tongue between her lips,
searching for the perfect rhythm.  Her hips leaned back onto him,
his mouth found her clit and sucked it eagerly into his mouth. 
He drank of her juices, licking them as they rolled out of her. 
He teased her clit with his tongue until it swelled with passion.
 Her spasms caused her to fall forward, and he rolled her onto
her back, spreading her thighs with his hands.  He slipped two
fingers gently into her, finding her G-spot. He began to stroke
it incessantly, nibbling lightly at her clit.  She arched her
back, riding the waves of orgasm, and he raised his face to watch
as she flushed.  A fine sheen of perspiration appeared across her
body.  He removed his fingers, wet with her juices, and held them
to her lips.  "Taste yourself," he whispered.  She opened her
mouth and sucked her own sweetness from them.  Lying beside her,
he leaned to her and kissed her tenderly, tasting her nectar on
her tongue. 

He took her hand in his and moved it along his body, encouraging
her to explore.  As she gained confidence, her mouth followed:
she began teasing his nipples with her tongue and teeth.  She
listened to him, perhaps for the first time, hearing his sharp
intake of breath as her teeth grazed him.  His hands were once
again in her hair - - - this time encouraging her travels to more
important matters.  She, however, had other ideas.  Being very
aware of his body, she was careful to avoid his hard cock.  Her
hands touched the inside of his knees, sliding up his inner
thighs.  Her mouth reached his navel and swirled it.  His moans
guided her as she became bolder and bolder. She kissed his inner
thighs, up to his scrotum.  She stopped for a second and
contemplated her next move.  When she decided that he was ready,
she lowered her head and put her mouth on him, gently sucking
first one then the other testicle into her mouth, rolling them
carefully with her tongue. She felt him arch, and she knew the
next thing she had planned would drive him insane.  Flattening
her tongue, she ran it up the shaft to the head, gently flicking
the underside until she felt it begin to throb.  Then in one
move, she completely enveloped his cock with her mouth, taking it
in deeply, then withdrew slowly ... almost painfully.  His loud
moaning amused her ... she loved having this power over him, even
though she knew that it was supposed to be HER in this position.

She slid up his body, keeping her hand on his cock.  She felt the
pre-cum ooze out around her fingers and she used that as a
lubricant to lightly rub the head.   She felt him begin to move
with her. Finding his hand, she tried to encourage him to stroke
himself.  That gesture, however, seemingly broke her spell over
him.  He took her shoulders roughly in his hands instead, pushing
her on her back.  The sudden movement frightened her and he felt
her body tense in his grasp as a yelp of fearful protest escaped
from her lips. He began to murmur encouragement to her - - -
reassuring her that he was not going to hurt her - - -  and she
softened, allowing him to slip between her thighs.  He reached
under her, clasping her buttocks in his strong hands and pulled
her onto his cock. 

His entry caused her to gasp and moan loudly.  She arched, trying
to get all of him into her.   He held himself deeply for a
moment, allowing her to adjust to him.  She felt him throbbing
inside her, filling her with his warmth.  His mouth found hers,
kissing her passionately as he began to move - - - slowly,
deliberately. His movements were almost imperceptible at first. 
He relished her wetness, her warmth - - - - the way her body
clung to him, both inside and outside.  He pressed his cock
deeply into her, hitting the most sensitive places.  He felt her
come, over and over again, listening to her gasp and moan,
feeling her body quiver under his touch.  He knew, though, that
he could not hold back much longer.  The joy her body was giving
him was too great, and he wanted to look into her eyes when he
came.  He pushed as deeply into her as he could, putting pressure
on her already swollen clit, and reached for the blindfold.   As
he removed it, he saw that her eyes were wet with tears, and at
that very moment, he began to move again.  He felt her tense for
her final release.   As her body spasmed around him, the sheer
erotic sights and sounds of her coming on his cock sent him over
the edge.   He looked into her eyes and plunged deeply into her,
releasing his own pent-up emotions in one final thrust.   She
felt his cock expand within her and as his hot liquid coated her
depths, she clung to him tightly, almost afraid to let go ....
afraid to let this night end. 

As they both tried to recover their breaths, he leaned to kiss
her.  "Are you all right?" he asked, genuinely concerned about
the tears.  "Yes," she sighed.  "I can't think of a time when
I've been better."  He slipped from her body and eased up to lie
beside her, wrapping his arms around her.  He felt her trembling
and softly began kissing her cheek.   "You are still so beautiful
to me," he said.  He pulled the covers up around them.  "Were you
surprised?"  he asked.  "I thought you had forgotten," she
whispered sheepishly.  "I was pretty upset."  "A TRUE romantic
NEVER forgets!" he reminded her, holding her tightly as they
drifted off to sleep.  <1st attachment end>


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