Message-ID: <42041asstr$1051132207@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <ellem52@mail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <20030423121635.32887.qmail@mail.com> Content-Disposition: inline Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit MIME-Version: 1.0 From: ellem52@mail.com X-Originating-Server: ws1-10.us4.outblaze.com X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 23 Apr 2003 07:16:35 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} Train Stories :: My Wife's Idea Date: Wed, 23 Apr 2003 17:10:07 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/42041> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw 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. -- __________________________________________________________ Sign-up for your own FREE Personalized E-mail at Mail.com http://www.mail.com/?sr=signup ------- ASSM Moderation System Notice-------- This post has been reformatted by the ASSM Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+