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Subject: {ASSM} NEW: Feeding the Fire (MF, oral)
Date: Mon, 16 Dec 2002 22:10:05 -0500
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Author: Nick Scipio
Title: Feeding the Fire
Summary: She's home after a night of drinking and dancing with 
the girls, and he's pissed.
Keywords: MF, oral
Revision: 1.0
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                       STANDARD DISCLAIMER

The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment. 
It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you 
are offended by sexually explicit content or language, please DO 
NOT read any further.

All characters in this story are fictitious; any similarity to 
any persons, places, individuals or situations is purely 
coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone or endorse 
any of the activities described in this story.

This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without 
the written permission of the author, Nick Scipio 
(imperatorSPAM@BLOCKmindspring.com). This story may be freely 
distributed with this disclaimer attached.

Copyright (c) 2002 Nick Scipio. All rights reserved.

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Feeding the Fire
by Nick Scipio

"Where have you been, Margie?"

"Out with Cindy an' Jasmine."

"I really hate waiting up, wondering where you are. Thanks for 
not calling to let me know."

"You're welcome."

"I'm serious."

"I know sweetie, tha's what makes you so cute."

"You're drunk."

"An' horny, too. Mmmmm, is this for me?"

"No. Leave it alone. We need to talk. Seriously."

"Oooooh, Eddie, he's gettin' hard. I think he wants to come out 
an' play."

"Listen, Margie, I'm really pissed this time. And stop calling me 
Eddie. You know I hate that."

"Sorry, Mr. Ed."

"Margie, Goddamn it!"

"He's really gettin' hard, Ed."

"You can't come home at 1 a.m. and think that some quickie 
blowjob is gonna make me feel better."

"Then how 'bout a nice long blowjob?"

"Margie! Goddamn it, I'm serious! Now stand up."

"Nope."

"Margie, quit it."

"Doan wanna. Wanna taste you..."

"Oh, Jesus... Oh, fuck..."

"Mmmmm. Mmmmmrmph."

"Margie, stop... God, stop... I mean it... Oh, fuck."

"Mmmmm."

"Oh, fuck, that feels good."

"Knew you'd see it my way. Mmmmmrmph."

"Margie, I'm serious... I'm... oh... God... oh... Jesus... oh...
fuck."

"Mmmmm."

"Oh, fuck!"

"Mmmmm."

"Oh, fuck... I'm gonna... oh... I'm... oh... yeah... suck me... oh,
yeah... take 
it all... oh... yessssssssssssss!"

"Feel better now?"

"No! Damn it, Margie. You can't solve all our problems with a 
blowjob! I'm still pissed."

"An' you're still hard."

"Jesus, Margie. Just leave it alone, willya?"

"Doan wanna. Mmmmm. Kiss me."

"Christ, Margie, you taste like booze and come."

"An' whose fault izzat?"

"Whose fault? Whose fault! Why do I put up with your shit, Margie? 
Why?"

"'Cause you love me an' 'cause I love you. 'Sides, I come home to 
you, ever' night."

"Yeah, but you smell like cigarette smoke and reek of alcohol."

"Oh yeah, I guess this dress does kinda smell like smoke. Lemme 
jus'... There... Izzat better?"

"Margie, where are your panties?"

"Ooops. Dunno. Musta forgot to put 'em on 'fore goin' out."

"Yeah. Right."

"Oooooooh. You don' like my pussy?"

"Margie, quit it. Leave it alone, willya?"

"But he's still so hard."

"Margie, I'm not gonna fuck you. I'm still pissed."

"Oooh, angry sex. Me likey. C'mon, big boy."

"No."

"Please. I need it."

"If you need it that bad, you shoulda been home five hours ago."

"Couldn't. Had to go out with Cindy an' Jasmine."

"And that's the problem."

"Had to get worked up for ya, baby."

"And that's supposed to make me feel better?"

"Yep. All those guys t'night wanted t' fuck me. I said nope. Nope, 
nope, nope. Eddie's the only one gets my motor runnin'."

"Margie, stop it. It's late, and I'm tired of your shit."

"You doan feel like you're tired of it."

"Margie, no. Quit it."

"You wan' me to bend over the table? You can spank me while you 
fuck me. Oooooh, you do like that idea!"

"No, I don't."

"Liar. I can feel it, Eddie. Ya do."

"Stop it with the 'Eddie' shit."

"Then fuck me."

"Jesus, Margie! Is that all you think about?"

"When I'm 'round you, it is. Now fuck me."

"If I fuck you, will you get serious?"

"Serious as an orgasm."

"Why do I put up with your shit, Margie?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah. 'Cause you love me, silly. Now stick that fat 
cock all the way inside me."

"Jesus, Margie. You're soaking wet."

"Tol' ya... You get my motor runnin'."

"Unnnnngh."

"Yesssssss."

"Is this what you want?"

"Oh, God, yessss. Fuck me, Eddie. Fuck me."

"Ed."

"Ed. Mr. Ed. Eddie. I doan care. Cock... your cock... in me... fucking
me... aaaaaaaaah."

"Unnnnngh."

"Ram it deep in my pussy, Ed. Fuck me... fuck me... fuck me... fuck me
hard."

"Oh, Jesus."

"Fuck me, Ed! You know how I like it. Oh... oh... oh... oh...
yessssss."

"Oh, God... oh... Jesus... oh... fuck... unnnnngh."

"Eddie... oh... yesssss... I'm... gonna... come... oh... jus' like
that... 
yesssss... oh..."

"Oh, yes... fuck... Margie... God.... fuck... oh... yes... gonna...
oh... come... 
your pussy is so fucking hot... oh... Jesus..."

"Eddie... oh... make me come... yesssss... jus' like that... jus' like
that... yes... oh... God... comingggggggggggg!"

"Unnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngh, yessssssssssss."

"Oh, God, Ed. I came so fuckin' hard."

"I'm still pissed at you."

"I know. I can feel it."

"I'm going to bed."

"Oooooh, bed. Yes. You can fuck me again."

"Bitch."

"Stud."

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