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From: ellem52@mail.com
Subject: {ASSM} Train Stories :: My Wife's Idea
Date: Wed, 23 Apr 2003 17:10:07 -0400
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Train Stories :: My Wife's Idea
ellem52@mail.com

FF, M Voy

---
Can you vote in the USA?  Does sex make you happy?  Got a good
grip on reality vs. fantasy?  If you answered YES to these
questions read on.
---

I was in enough trouble already.  The five foot eight red head in
the long coat, high boots and tight sweater wasn't making things
any better.  A few nights ago som psycho secretary called my
house at two in the morning and told my wife that she was going
to blow me.  My wife wasn't too happy about that.  She definitely
wasn't going to be happy about this woman panting next to me on a
standing room only 6:21.

The train was four cars short and it was a hot, wet Friday night.
 Me and the redhead barely made it into the train.  I was pressed
up againt the doors trying to give her some breathing room.  She
was pressed against me as soon as the lights went out.  Her body
did feel good.  Too good.

She spun around to face me.

"Hi."

"Hi," I said looking instinctively to her left hand.  Bingo! 
"That is some wedding band!"  I said with extra enthusiasm.

"He doesn't have a cock like yours," she purred using that same
hand to grab my crotch.  With no where to move to I tried to
brush her hand aside but she stiffened me too quickly.  "Mmmm,
and it keeps getting bigger," she whispered in my ear.

I wanted to grab her ass and grind her against me.  I'd never
cheated on my wife, and had no plans to.  The phone call in the
middle of the night had disrupted my family enough and I hadn't
done anything.  Cheating would certainly destroy us.  She smelled
like perfumed sex.  Her breath was sweet.  Her mouth looked like
it could be very pleasing.  She looked a lot like a tall version
of my wife.

Lynn is five foot nothing and curvy like a woman should be.  I
always describe her as a short girl, red hair, big tits.  She's
Irish pale, her cheeks are salted and peppered with freckles and
her lips are full and rosy.  They always look better with
lipstick but she can go without makeup easily.  Her hair is
really auburn and so are her eyes.  She's looked like sex since
the day I met her 15 years ago.

This encroaching red head was similar but different enough so
that they'd never be mistaken as relatives.  Her body was long. 
Her hair was long.  Her stomach was hard and her ass jiggled. 
Her tits were a lot smaller than Lynn's DDs but they were full
Bs.  I imagined she looked good naked.  She was saying something
to me but I was staring at her creamy thighs.

"Call your wife and tell her you're going to be late tonight."

"What?"

"Let's go some where. You can do anything you want to me, I'll do
anything you command."

"Lady, take it easy.  I'm married, you're married.  Let's not go
crazy."

"Your wife already has you every night.  She needs to share."

"Lady the only way this is going to happen is of you sleep with
her first," I said attempting to scare her off.  Lynn would never
go for anything like that.

The red head dropped to her knees in the crowd and ripped my cell
phone off of my belt and began pressing buttons.

"What are you doing?"

"Hello.  Mrs. Lucky Woman?  I'm with your husband right now on
the train and let me tell you I really want to fuck him, but he
says you won't let me.  Hold on, hold on.  What if we do it
first?  Actually he's going crazy trying to get the phone from me
right now.  Sure I'll put him on.  It's for you," she said
handing me the phone and then she began rubbing my cock through
my clothes.

"Stop that!  Lynn, I have no idea who she is, I swear!  Stop
that!  Lynn, please I swear... what?  Yeah I guess she's pretty.
What?  I don't; what?  It's for you. Stop that!"

The red head rose up and pressed against me.  My cock was aching
it was so hard.  She put the phone between us and began talking
to my wife.

"Mmmm.  OK.  I would do that.  OK.  Yes.  Ooh.  I can feel that
now.  He's rock hard.  I could make him cum in his pants.  OK,
OK.  She wants to talk to you."

"Lynn, I swear.  What?!  Really?  Really?  Really?  Are you sure?
 Lynn?  OK, I love you too."

I looked at the red head who was rubbing my cock and said, "So
she wants you to come home with me."

"I can't wait to get that cock in me."

"She said I can only watch."

---

Lynn opened the door in and let us into the house.  Sarah, the
red head, walked in first and kissed Lynn.  Lynn was wearing very
high heels that I'd never seen before and loose cotton Summer
dress.  They chatted quickly and began kissing again.  My wife
was enthralled by Sarah.  She was almost immediately nude as
Sarah placed kissed all over Lynn's body.

"You have really mice tits," Sarah said before Slavering her
tongue all over Lynn's huge chest.  She squeezed them togther and
 licked the cleavage.  She dragged her tongue up Lynn's chest and
neck and they locked in a kiss again.

"Hold her still," Lynn commanded.

I moved behind Sarah who put her arms up slowly and I held her
firmly in a full Nelson.  Lynn went straight for her bare thighs.
 Licking and sucking the soft exposed skin between her knee high
boots and her short satin skirt.  Sarah rubbed her ass against my
rock hard cock as my wife shoved her hands up the front of her
thighs and put her small thumbs on Sarah's soaked panties. 

Lynn began rubbing Sarah and Sarah began grinding into her ass
and onto my bulge.  Her ass, while toned, was soft and her thong
panties left her cheeks exposed to envelop my erection.  Lynn's
thumbs disappeared into Sarah's sex and Sarah gasped with
pleasure as Lynn spread her vagina apart and attacked her clit
with her mouth.

I held Sarah up with one hand and removed her skirt over her head
and pulled her sweater up the same way.  She wore no bra, so only
her boots and thong remained.  Sarah looked amazing as she
writhed against me and my wife stuffed her mouth with pussy.  I
wanted desperately to stuff Sarah's pussy with my rigid tool.

I held Sara's wrists in one hand as Lynn fingered her long body
while licking up her torso.  She swallowed her nipples and sucked
them then kissed her.

"Let her go, and go wait for us in the bedroom.  Leave you
clothes on.  And do something with that hardon."

Lynn and Sarah kissed deeply and their bodies writhed together.
Sarah looked shaken from the tonguing but was regaining her
composure even as Lynn's fingers brought her to another knee
weakening orgasm.   Sarah dropped her thong where she stood and
they walked in the beroom in noth but their shoes.

Sarah spun Lynn around and pinned her against the wall.  Sarah
attacked her tits and Lynn went wild.  Her hips gyrated violently
and her ass slammed against the wall as Sarah sucked her huge
nipples.  I sat in the rocking chair and watched. 

Sarah took two fingers and jammed them into Lynn making her
squeal.

"Oh you're a tight little girl aren't you?"  Sarah asked
devilishly.  Lynn is tight and tiny.  Sarah worked Lynn into a
froth within minutes.  Lynn looked over to me in shock.  I began
to push myself up but Lynn's stare shot me down.  Lynn turned her
attention back to Sarah and came all over Sarah's hand.  Sarah
pulled her to the bed.

Lynn nudged Sarah onto her back and got on top of her.  They both
looked at me.  Then in the 69 position they began working on each
other's pussies.  Sarah began lapping Lynn and Lynn was buried
between Sarah's legs.  They panted and squealed as the drove each
other towards insanity.  Lynn's ass was high up and Sarah's head
bobbed and then dropped to the bed as she wailed in ecstasy. 
Lynn kept at her.  Sarah's head began thrashing side to side as
her hips bucked.  She moaned, "Yes, yes!"

Sarah slapped the inside of Lynn's thighs hard.  Lynn yelled out
in pain and Sarah stuffed her face between Lynn's legs and
wrapped her arms her hips and used her hands to spread my wife's
ass.  Lynn collapsed, her huge tits crushed beneath her as she
humped Sarah's tongue.  Her red hair lay across Sarah's tight
black boots and her face, twisted in pleasure, lay by Sarah's
feet.

Lynn was cumming hard.  Sarah slid out from underneath her and
got behind her.

"Honey if I had a strap on I'd fuck your brains out."

I sat in the rocking chair watching my wife getting finger fucked
by this woman I met on the train.  Lynn was in a frenzy,
clutching the end of the bed as Sarah pushed her fingers roughly
into her.  Lynn was on her knees, ass in the air and leaning
forward.  She was sopping wet, each time Sarah's fingers buried
in Lynn's body there was a wet smack.  Sarah was pulling her
fingers up, stretching Lynn's tight box.

My cock ached as I rocked in the chair.  I wanted to stuff my
wife to finish her off.  Sarah seemed quite capable but I knew
Lynn would cum if I got inside her.

Sarah planted her face in Lynn's ass and tongue fucked her.  Lynn
screamed as Sarah thumbed her clit.  Lynn called out, "Oh my
God!"  I began undoing my pants I had to get my cock out and into
something.

Sarah was still working Lynn's pussy and her legs looked like
they would be easy to spread.  Lynn was cumming again and I
really wanted to pull Sarah's face away and fuck Lynn.  I wanted
to make her scream and cum.  Sarah rolled her over and Lynn's
tits bounced as she freed them from underneath her.  Lynn looked
radiant as she was forced to cum again.  Sarah was fully in
control of Lynn's body.

I hadn't realized it but I was yanking on my cock and I was
cumming.

Sarah and Lynn intertwined after Sarah slid up her body.  The
kissed deeply and their hips ground into each other.  They ran
their fingers though each other's hair as they came down from
their orgasm high.  Lynn sucked Sarah's lower lip.

Sarah sat up on the bed, Lynn stayed on her back, dizzy.

"I want to fuck your husband."

"No."

"What?"

"Sorry, honey get your own man.  He's mine."

"But," Sarah plead.

"I'll do this again."  Lynn said with finality.

I went and got Sarah's clothes and dropped them on the bed.  Lynn
and Sarah were making out.  I went to the living room and turned
on the TV.
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