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Subject: {ASSM} An Intimate Encounter (MF)
Date: Fri, 20 Sep 2002 20:10:03 -0400
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Authors Note: The following is a piece of original fiction that contains
ADULT content and should not be read by minors. This story is copyright of
the author. All names and places are fictional and any resemblence to real
persons or places is purely coincidental.

If you have any feedback I would be glad to here from you at the following
email address :- literyrambler@yahoo.co.uk

An Intimate Encounter
by LiteryRambler

The cold October night air caused Jane's breath to condense as it escaped
her mouth, forming large clouds of mist as she made her way home from the
party. It was a little after 1am as she travelled the short distance through
the deserted streets to the small flat that she called home.

The party had been good. Not great by any means, but Jane had certainly
enjoyed herself despite the fact that she now made her way home alone. On
the whole she had been very well behaved this evening, whilst still managing
to attract a reasonable amount of interest from the various men present. She
hadn't gotten too drunk, although she could still feel the alcohol coursing
through her body, giving her at least some protection from the bitterly cold
temperature. She hadn't made a fool of herself at any point or appeared too
desperate, although she had to admit to herself that she was rapidly getting
desperate for even the briefest of lustful encounters.

Jane frowned as she turned left off the main high street and into the long
narrow lane that served as a shortcut to the road where she lived. She
couldn't understand it. She considered herself to be a very pleasant woman;
sociable, easy going with a sense of humour that seemed to get people
laughing so why was it that she oftend found herself making the trip home
unaccompanied.

Jane was a very attractive woman and always had lots of men drooling over
her gorgeous body. In the right circumstances she wasn't shy of displaying
her body to the full through her choice of revealing clothes, and yet, she
could never seem to 'close the deal'. Tonight she thought she had looked
especially stunning. and had managed to turn the majority of male heads and
even some of the female ones too. She was 5'5", with deep blue eyes and long
blond hair that, when allowed to run free, stretched down to the middle of
her back. Her body was slender but not skinny; curvy in all the right places
with a very generous bust and legs that apparently 'went all the way up'.

The slinky black dress she had worn with its non-existent back, plunging
neckline and hemline that barely reached the middle of her thighs was
complimented by her modest high heels which further arched her back and
calves. Her hair had been teased up into a complex affair and pinned in
place, with tiny wisps escaping here and there to give a soft, whimsical
effect. In short the two hours she had spent getting ready tonight, in her
opinion, had produced the overall effect of a sophisticated, intelligent
gorgeous woman who looked devastatingly sexy whilst not being tarty. At
least that was what Jane had been aiming for.

She pulled her coat tighter in around her against the cold and sighed with
frustration as she hurried on down the dark lane, her sigh the only sound
other than the rhythmic clicking of her heels on the pavement.

On the bright side, she mused, she would have a nice relaxing hot bath when
she got home and take her frustration out on one of her vibrators. That
thought cheered her slightly and she felt a warm tingle across her nipples
as she pondered on which vibrator would best sate her lust tonight.

"God, I'm dying for a shag" she exasperated to the empty night air.

"Sorry?"

Jane stopped dead, startled by the sound of another voice. She hadn't
noticed the man who had been approaching from the other direction and was
now standing a few feet in front of her.

"I didn't say anything.", Jane lied unconvincingly; flustered and
embarrassed by her most personal exclamation. She scanned the man who stood
in front of her,  acutely aware that she was a woman alone walking through a
darkened street at 1am. Adrenaline started to flood through her body and her
stomach tightened as she tried to work out whether she was in danger here.

The man before her was, she guessed, in his late 20's early 30s, a few
inches taller than her and had very short mousey brown, slightly thinning,
hair. He wore black jeans and a short jacket zipped up against the weather.
His face seemed pleasant enough and at that moment displayed an expression
of total shock.

"Sorry, I thought you just said that you needed a shag", the man said
looking uneasily at Jane.

Jane blushed deeply and shifted from foot to foot averting his questioning
gaze.

'Why am I still standing here' she thought to herself. 'Just apologise and
walk away'.

But Jane didn't walk away, she stood there for a moment unable to move
trying to think of something to say. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was
shock, maybe it was the fact that she was dying for a shag and this bloke
was outstandingly qualified in the sense that he was a man and he was here.
Whatever the reason she stayed rooted to the spot.

"err.... well actually I did, but I was only thinking aloud and didn't even
notice you were there to be honest".

Not the greatest of retorts, Jane thought but it could have been worse.

"Oh, right" the man said and seemed to hesitate for a moment before adding
with a nervous smirk, "...anything I can do to help?".

Jane was even further shocked at this. Did he just proposition her? She
didn't even know his name. The man had obviously just noticed the shock on
her face because his smirk faded to an expression of concern.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry, that was totally out of order." he blurted his face
flushing to a crimson.

"I didn't mean...well I shouldn't have...oh god you must think I am some
sort of weirdo or something...shit sorry" the man babbled as he stepped
aside and hurried past her.

Jane turned as he swept passed her and did some very quick thinking. Surely
she couldn't press a liaison with this stranger... could she? it was wrong
and he could be an axe murderer or something. On the other hand if he was an
axe murderer, surely he wouldn't have just run away from a veritable gift
victim. The thought of having a stolen moment with a complete stranger
excited her dramatically causing a slight tingling between her legs. He was
rapidly disappearing out of sight though, so if she was going to do
something she decided she had to do it now.

"Hey, wait" she called after him and started to walk in his direction.

The man stopped and turned round with a puzzled look on his face. Jane had
made her decision and she knew exactly how she wanted it to go. No messing
around, no long chat or forced pleasantries, just lust and that was it. As
she walked she let her coat fall open revealing her outfit and alluring
towards her sexy body that lay beneath.

'I might as well get the ball rolling straight away' she thought to herself.

"Yes?" the man asked, wide eyed and confused as he saw Jane walking towards
him, her coat hanging slightly open hinting at a gorgeous body underneath.

"I'm Jane, and actually you can help me out with my problem. " she said. She
was about 10 feet from him now and started to sway her hips slightly as she
closed in.

"The only thing I want to know is your name and that's it.....deal?" Jane
said slowly as she walked slowly towards him with a sexy smile and a glint
in her eye.

"My name is J-John" the man replied dumbstruck at what was happening.

"Well...J-John", Jane teasingly mimicked his nervous stutter. She stopped a
couple of feet from him and placed her hands on her hips pushing her coat
open revealing her lithe body and pushing her breasting out slightly, "What
about that shag then?"

Jane didn't even wait for a reply, instead she walked the final step towards
John and pressed her lips to his in a slightly tentative kiss. When John
didn't pull away she became emboldened and the kiss became more passionate.
Jane parted her lips slightly and John slipped his tongue eagerly into her
mouth. Jane let her hands encircle John and she pulled him into her body
feeling his chest pressing against her breasts and the rough texture of his
jeans against her thighs.

John's arms slipped under her coat and around her back caressing her
shoulders as the kiss intensified. He slowly ran his hands down her back and
onto her full buttocks. Jane moaned softly into John's mouth as his hands
stroked and squeezed her bum cheeks forcing her body even closer to his.

Jane was suddenly aware that they were standing in the middle of the street
and whilst it was deserted it was still to risky to continue this out in the
open. She broke the kiss off abruptly leaving John with a startled
expression on his face. She searched the immediate vicinity and noticed a
small alleyway between two buildings on the other side of the street.

"Come on" she said as she took his hand and led him across the street and
down into the small alleyway which was dimly lit by an ancient looking wall
lamp towards one end.

She dragged him down to the end of the alley and then turned, placing her
back against the wall. John moved to kiss her again but Jane placed a hand
on his chest and pushed him to arms length with a wry smile on her face. She
then proceeded to remove her coat, slipping it off her shoulders and letting
it fall to the ground. With her feet about a foot from the wall she leant
back and arched her spine letting her head rest against the cold, hard
brick. She ran her hands up from the tops of her thighs over her hips,
across her stomach, pausing briefly at her breasts to push them together and
squeeze them slightly, and then on up brushing her neck to her head where
she pulled out the pin that held her hair in place. She shook her head and
blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulders. She gathered it all together
and, leaning her head forward slightly, swished it  round one shoulder where
it fell down over her breast. She leant her head back again, closed her eyes
and raised her hands back over her head leaving them half bent, flat against
the wall.

John gazed at the gorgeous woman in front of him with ardent lust in his
eyes. He felt the familiar stirring in his groin and stepped forward to kiss
Jane. Her lips parted the instant she felt his lips on hers and their
tongues battled urgently into each others waiting mouths. John brought his
hands up to her breasts and squeezed them firmly. His fingers cushioned into
the soft expanse of her large mounds which again illicited a moan from her.
John let one hand fall to her side and then around onto to her ample,
rounded behind while his other hand started to tease Jane's hard nipple
through her dress. Needing to feel the warm soft skin against his hand, he
reached up to the thin strap of her dress and slipped it off her right
shoulder. Jane brought her arm down and withdrew it from the strap leaving
her right breast exposed to the cold night air.

Soon, however, she felt the heat of his hand back on her breast massaging it
and occasionally squeezing her nipple. Jane squirmed slightly pressing her
crotch into his. She could feel her pussy starting to moisten and the heat
building in anticipation of what was to come. John broke the kiss and
dropped his head to her breast instantly sucking her nipple into his mouth
and teasing it with his tongue.

Jane moaned, a cloud of condensation streaking from her mouth as he
increased the pressure of his suckling. She brought her hands to the back of
his head and forced it harder onto her chest serving only to spur John on to
be firmer with his attention. John brought her nipple to the entrance of his
mouth and clasped it lightly between his teeth, pulling back and stretching
the bud slightly causing Jane to gasp open mouthed.

"Let me feel you mouth on me!", Jane hissed as she pushed down on John's
shoulders indicating what she really wanted.

John sank to his knees, sliding his hands down her body until they rested on
her thinly covered mound. Jane sighed and spread her legs slightly, pulling
up the hem of her dress as she did so. His hands moved down to the tops of
her thighs as John was greeted with the sight of Jane's black thong as she
lifted her dress around her waist. He slid his hand to the front of her
knickers and massaged her lips through the flimsy material.

Easing the material to one side Jane's neatly trimmed pussy was exposed to
John's lustful gaze. Her lips swollen and red, her slit moist and ready. He
simply looked at the delicious sight before him and moistened his lips with
his tongue. Jane groaned as she placed her hand on the back of his head and
gently pushed him to her sex.

"Yes.." she hissed quietly as his tongued snaked into her pussy and lapped
at her inner folds around her clitoris.

She started to rock her hips slightly as his tongue flicked around her, back
and forth, from top to bottom. He lapped eagerly at her,drinking in her
sweet juices, but avoided direct contact with that most sensitive part of
her body. Jane's breathing quickened into a light panting rhythm as his
hands slipped around and squeeze the taught cheeks of her arse.

"Uhhh Yes...yes .yes" Jane panted as his tongue finally landed on her clit
and flicked it back and forth at a  furious pace.

Jane lifted her right leg and hooked it over John's shoulder desperate to
somehow get him closer. John let one had slip from her arse and brought it
up between her legs to her pussy entrance, where it slowly circled; his
tongue continued it's onslaught on her hardening clitoris.

"mmmmmm, oh god." Jane blurted, oblivious now to everything other than the
tongue on her clit and the finger poised so deliciously at her entrance. She
could feel her climax building from deep within her and her body started to
tense to embrace it.

John could sense it too and stiffened his tongue as he sought to push her
over the edge. His finger ceased its teasing and slipped effortlessly into
her hole until it could go no further. That was enough to push Jane over the
top and her orgasm exploded causing her hips to buck violently into John's
face.

"OH , OH,  yeeeessss" she moaned unaware of how loud she had become and
obviously past caring.

John continued to lap at her clit as her climax gradually subsided and her
body started to relax slightly. Jane opened her eyes and with a renewed
passion pulled john to his feet and kissed him deeply, her hands sliding
straight to his crotch. She could taste a slight hint of her sweet juices on
his tongue as she massaged the rapidly hardening bulge in his trousers. Her
arousal still high and her need to have him in her urging her on.

She fumbled at his belt, wrenching the buckle undone and popping the single
button at the top of his jeans. She pulled the zip down and thrust her hand
into the opening searching out his manhood. Her hand snaked through the
opening in his boxers and hauled out his cock, now almost fully erect, a
small drop of precum forming on it's tip. She started to quickly stroke it
up and down and was soon rewarded with a fully hard erection. She released
her grip on him, pushed him away and quickly turned away from him bending at
the waist and placing her hands flat on the wall, presently John with her
well rounded arse.

"Do it...", she hissed, "Fuck me!".

John pushed his trousers and boxers down to his ankles and positioned
himself between her legs. Holding his cock in one hand he guided it to her
waiting pussy. Slowly and firmly he pushed the head of his shaft into her,
causing both of them to moan. On and on he went until he was completely
buried in her, his thighs pressed firmly against the back of hers. He stayed
there for a few seconds and then reaching round to grab her tits he started
to slowly pump his hardness in and out of her tight pussy.

"oh fuck that's good", he moaned as he picked the pace up slightly causing
their bodies to slap together.

Jane pushed back with every thrust urging him to go deeper and harder. She
threw her head back, her hair cascading over her back and panted wantonly.
John let his hands slip from her breasts and straightened up grabbing her
hips so he could slam his cock into her. He could feel his balls tightening
and knew his own orgasm was  approaching.

"Oh god yes....fuck me....fuck me hard", Jane barked as John increased his
pace to a furious banging. Jane could feel another climax approaching and
deeply hoped she would get there in time.

"Arrgghh.... I'm gonna cum" John groaned and his body started to tense as
his thrusts slowed from fast and furious to deep and hard. He reached
forward and as he started to spill his load inside her, he grabbed a big
handful of her blonde hair and pulled it back.

"Ugghhhh" Jane cried her head forced back. The sudden shock and adrenaline
rush causing her own orgasm to rip through her body as John pumped the last
of his seed into her burning pussy.

Finally spent, John released Jane's hair and her head slumped forward as she
pushed back slightly milking every last single drop from his rigid member.

"Mmmmmm... oh yeah that was good" She purred to noone in particular as she
slowly came down from her climax. Suddenly she felt John pull out of her and
was left with a brief yearning empty feeling in her as his cum dribbled down
her thighs. She stood up, still not facing him, and pulled her dress down
over her hips, pulling the top up to cover her breasts, she bent down
collected her coat. She tossed her hair back as she straightened up and put
the retrieved garment on.

She finally turned to face John who was doing up his trousers with a dreamy
smile on his face.

"That was ...... awesome", John said, a slightly glazed look in his eyes.
After a moment he continued, "I was wondering" he started, but she silenced
him with a finger to his lips.

"Shhhhh......don't spoil it....let's just leave it at that". She said as she
looked into his eyes trying to get him to accept the situation as it was.

John looked slightly crestfallen, but his expression soon turned to one of
satisfied resignation.

With that they walked out of the alleyway; John turned left and Jane turned
right each glowing with the deliciousness of their recent intimate
encounter.

END

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