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Subject: {ASSM} Emma - Chapter Twenty {Bradley Stoke}
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Title: Emma
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 20 of 50
Keywords: MF
Redistribution: yes
Short Summary: Amelia introduces Emma to things she'd rather not know about.


Emma
====

Resume of whole novel
=====================

Emma is no stranger to the world of pornography, working as she does 
for one of the premier sex television stations. Nor is she a stranger 
to the naked body, being a dedicated naturist. However, in almost 
every other way she is naive and innocent. This is the story of how 
she finds herself, and also about the lives of people around her. 
In this novel, soap opera meets sex fiction. 


For More : http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Bradley_Stoke/www
          (mirror: http://www.bradley-stoke.barrysworld.net)


Previously
==========

Emma has started a relationship with her boss, Amelia and Amelia's
secretary, Betty.  


Chapter Twenty
==============

As time went by Emma saw less and less of Amelia and her secretary, 
Betty, although she'd been assured that she still could expect a 
passionate welcome. Perhaps this was because her relationship with 
Maisie had become too full-time for there to be any need for extra 
company. Perhaps it was because every time she went to meet Amelia 
she was always far too busy, if she was in the office at all, and only 
Betty, if she wasn't herself preoccupied, was ever available to see her. 
Indeed, her sexual sessions with Betty became less tender on each 
visit, and Emma suspected that Betty had lost interest in acting as a 
surrogate for her mistress. This was particularly so considering that 
Betty was not really very interested in women at all, and when the 
novelty of sex with Emma had worn off she became much more 
perfunctory in her love-making.

Now, however, as the different relationship between Emma and 
Maisie was changing (and not that much to her liking), there was a 
new need or desire to meet Amelia. Much as Emma loved Charlotte, 
and very flattered by Charlotte's love for her, her best friend could 
never be quite the same as her darling Maisie. Charlotte was really 
only a friend rather than a lover. A close friend, that was true, but 
a friend nevertheless. The few nights she slept with Maisie no longer 
seemed to have the same meaning and passion it once had, although 
Maisie still insisted that Emma was her girlfriend and Susan was just 
a friend. In fact, Emma suspected that it was only because 
Susan actively encouraged Maisie to sleep with her, that they 
ever shared the bed together. And Emma also believed it was 
because of Susan's ridiculous unrequited passion for Charlotte.

Emma gingerly knocked on the door of Amelia's office and 
wandered in to see Betty daintily tapping away on the keyboard of her 
desktop computer. She'd taken off the jacket of her suit to reveal her 
satin lace bra underneath. "Oh hello, Emma!" She said sweetly. "Do 
you want to see Amelia?"

Indeed Emma did, but really only for her company. She 
sometimes yearned for those long legs that stretched out for so long. 
And she loved her memory of those voluptuous breasts that she'd not 
so fully enjoyed since their first night. 

"Amelia's free at the moment, so I'll take you in."  This was almost 
more than Emma had hoped for. She'd got used to Betty, successfully 
hiding her reluctance, offering her body in Amelia's stead. Betty took 
Emma into Amelia's study where she was lying on her back on a 
divan reading a manuscript wearing only her stockings. When she saw 
Emma, she jumped up with a spring and a smile and kissed Emma full 
on the mouth. "Come in! Come in!" She said, leading Emma towards 
the divan. "And you, Betty, come over here!" 

This was definitely more than Emma had hoped, as Amelia 
pushed Emma flat out on the divan and starting licking her body with 
her tongue. She directed her mouth towards Emma's vulva, and 
Emma  felt the warm wetness of saliva entangle with her pubic hair. 
"Don't neglect me, Betty!" Ordered Amelia, at whose prompting her 
secretary undid her bra to reveal her unaroused nipples and moved out 
of sight of Emma in the vicinity of Amelia's rear. Emma caught a 
glimpse of Betty's face as it appeared briefly between Amelia's legs 
and then she saw her finger stimulating her mistress's clitoris. Emma 
ran her fingers through Amelia's mess of hair as her head bobbed up 
and down.

"I need more than this!" Complained Amelia, sitting up on her knees 
causing Betty to slide away.

"Do you want one of these?" Asked Betty producing a dildo.

"No! Not good enough! Call Frank in!"

Betty then stood up and left, putting her jacket over her naked breasts 
as she went out. Amelia continued exploring Emma's vagina and anus, 
putting fingers deep inside both orifices, so that Emma could feel them 
pinch together inside her. She felt so wonderfully moist in that area 
and moaned with excitement. She then felt another object 
besides fingers inside her, which she was sure was just a dildo. But 
she looked up to see that a naked man's erect penis had 
taken advantage of her nakedness and had thrust straight inside 
her vagina.

"Stop! Stop!" Cried Emma pushing him off and sliding off the divan 
onto the floor. "I don't want one of those things inside me!" She 
picked herself up and stood to one side as Amelia, Betty and this 
naked man, presumably called Frank, stared at her in apparent 
astonishment.

"I thought you'd be delighted, Emma dearest!" Said 
Amelia soothingly.

"No! Never!" Cried Emma in alarm.

"But it's the real thing! Not a dildo! And I know you've had plenty of 
those inside you!"

"I just don't like them!" Emma sniffed.

"Well, I hope you won't mind as Betty and I take advantage of Frank's 
charms. He's a top notch sex artist you know!"

Emma just didn't want to know, but out of politeness she sat on 
a chair while Frank made love to both Amelia and Betty. He 
never seemed to tire. Nor did he ever come despite how many 
orgasms he'd apparently engineered in the two women. Emma had 
never seen Betty express so much passion. She had stripped off all 
her clothes and offered her anus as freely as her vagina. Finally Frank 
seemed to have reached a certain point and withdrew his penis 
from deep inside Betty's arse. It was quite a long penis: not the longest 
Emma had ever seen on set, but longer and thicker than the average. It 
was shining with moisture, with the veins pulsing with engorgement.

"He's about to come!" Announced Amelia. "How about on you, 
Emma!"

"What did you say?" Wondered Emma, as she stared at Frank's penis.

"Go on, Frank!" Ordered Amelia. "Show Emma what no dildo can 
do!"

Frank walked over to Emma holding his penis in a strange way 
to restrain his excitement, and then with no warning, from more than 
a yard away, he ejaculated and his semen splattered onto Emma's still 
sweaty breasts. Emma looked down on the viscous liquid with a 
mixture of disgust and curiosity.

"And there's more, Emma! More!" announced Amelia, walking 
towards Emma and Frank. "Touch it! Go on! Touch it!"

Emma felt compelled to obey, and gingerly put a finger on 
Frank's penis which immediately jerked with mechanical excitement.

"Put your hand right round it!" 

Emma obeyed and felt the hot warmth and pulsing energy of Frank's 
prick. And then all of a sudden it erupted with a further spurt of semen 
which spurted onto Emma's wrists and hands. It felt very warm and 
very very sticky.

"See what you've been missing!" Laughed Amelia, in a way 
that Emma really didn't believe was particularly kind or sympathetic. 




For More : http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Bradley_Stoke/www
          (mirror: http://www.bradley-stoke.barrysworld.net)

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