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Subject: {ASSM} Summer of Lust Part 1 of ?(MF, summer vacation, sex)
Date: Mon,  5 May 2003 02:10:05 -0400
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A Story by Keer Octopus

Summer of Lust Part 1 of ?(MF, summer vacation, sex)

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story about consensual sex between two adults.  If this
offends you in some way shape or form, is illegal for you personally
to read, or you came here by mistake, quit reading.

Look at your driver's license, if you don't have one, and you aren't
at least 18, go away now.

Now, to beat off.

 

Chapter 1

Being home sucks.  Being without a job sucks.  Being without sex
REALLY sucks.  At least at school I had a girlfriend.  Come summer of
course, we had to 'break up' to pursue other interests over the
summer, especially
since there was about 500 miles between us.

So there I was, bags unpacked and nothing to do.

"Well, there's always the internet and ASSTR."

After logon, I strip.  Nothing is better than sitting with one hand on
the mouse and another on my cock.  Well, it would be better if I had
both hands on breasts and a hot wet pussy around my cock. 
www.sexstories.com will have to do.

Getting deeper into the newsgroup, I get a message from HER.  The bane
of my existence.  The fly in the ointment.  The one thing that I can't
resist and she has never let me forget it.

SnowBunni23:  "hi!  how's your summer going?  :)"

KeerOctopus:  "Going well, just getting settled in again.  Moving
sucks."

SnowBunni23:  "i know what you mean, i've got a TRUCKLOAD of stuff"

KeerOctopus:  "As is, summer is going to be rough, I don't have a job
yet."

SnowBunni23:  "why not, weren't you supposed to be prepared  ;)"

KeerOctopus:  "You try being prepared from 500 miles away."

SnowBunni23:  "what about 250?  i've got a job, and I'm 250 away"

KeerOctopus:  "You always have a job, you're a girl.  All you have to
do is look at some chauvanist pig with those puppy eyes, flash some
cleavage, and you've got a job!"

SnowBunni23:  "HEY!  i could get a job if I was a guy!!  the only
reason I would need to flash my tits would be if I wanted YOU to hire
me!"

KeerOctopus:  "I wouldn't hire you, you're too much trouble"

SnowBunni23:  "how am i trouble?  i'm so sweet and innocent and pure"

KeerOctopus:  "You got 2 out of 3.  I'm sure you taste very sweet"

SnowBunni23:  "GRRRR  "

SnowBunni23:  "anyway, the reason I was iming you was that a bunch of
the old gang are getting together for movies at my place tonight at
8:00"

SnowBunni23:  "Bring some pop"

KeerOctopus:  "Sure, I'll be there, with pop"

The IM over, I resumed my one handed march towards orgasm, thanks to
"College Coeds Who Suck Cock".

Chapter 2

The movie sucks, the conversation sucked, and the company sucked.  The
only good thing was watching her in the tight white shirt and jean
shorts.  Once again, NICE ASS.

Since the rest of the company had gone to some Christian College down
south, they had no interesting stories of college life.  Also, they
had a self imposed bedtime.  Eventually, me and her got to spend some
quality time together, which of course had me fantisizing about how
much fun we could have, minus the fiance.

Yeah, that was the first thing she talked about when I got there.  She
broke out the DAMN RING.  Like I care about the size of a rock, I was
still trying to get the story out of my imagination.  So, while she
was prattling on about how lucky she was, I found my mind wandering.

Mmm.  Blondes, two of them.  Yeah TWINS.  Considering thats on my
list-for-life, it was a pleasant fiction indeed.  My cock started it's
evening stretch as well, and with an audience.

"I had no idea I was so entertaining."

"Huh?  Oh!  It's not for you, I was thinking about something else."

"Awww.  Is poor baby lonely?"

"What's it to you?"

"Nothing,"  she says.  "I'm just stating the fact that you are
lonely."

"I'm not lonely, I'm horny."

"Aww, poor baby."

Then we just sort of locked eyes.  We stayed like that for a second.

"Hold on, I've got to show you something."

She ran down the hall to her room, and I took the opportunity to make
my noticable bulge a little less noticable.

"What the heck is this about?"  I think.

She comes back a minute later.  I look her up and down, and decide to
freeze this picture in my mind, top to bottom.

A mop of red hair on top, natural.  She had an impish, happy smile on
her face, the brown eyes and graceful neck made her look incredible. 
She was wearing a little white tank top.  Bigger breasts than I
remembered her having, though it likely had a little to do with a
pushup bra.  Moving past her flat, exposed tummy, my gaze moved down
her leather clad legs and black shoes.

"This is my dance uniform for the past semester.  We used it at
competitions, but we had too many new people to win anything."

"That's too bad, it's a great outfit, you should have won with it."

"I know, but next year will be awesome!!  I'm so looking forward to
it!"

"So what was the music you danced to?"  I asked.

"Primal Instinct by Beastial"  she answered.  "It is SUCH a sexy
song!"

"I agree with that, what was the dance like?"

"Oh god, it was something that really got the blood pumping.  Wanna
see it?"

"Sure!"

We clear away some of the furniture in the TV room, dim the lights,
and I take a seat in a big wooden chair with a great view.

She sits in a small bundle on the floor.  The music starts with a
single beat from bass drum.  It gets more and more insistant, rising
to a crescendo, and she rises with it.  Quickly, the music hits a fast
dance beat and she is off.  Drum beats, trumpets, and saxaphones, all
in a primal mix of energy and vitality, with her at it's center.  She
is a lioness, charged with the primal energy that is represented in
the music.

Soon, I don't give a damn about the beat.  This is like sex with the
air!  Her body is moving with the drum line, with each thump her body
lurches as if a cock is fucking her.  She moves a hand down each curve
of her body, fingers spread.  Each crescendo is like the rise to an
orgasm, and the music represents the final climax with a cymbal roll
of epic proportions.

A violent cymbal crash represents the final climax, which leaves her
looking at me with the most incredible wanton look.  With the end of
the song, she collapses in a sweaty heap, and I get a chance to give
her a full length once over.

She is breathing heavily, resting after her exertions.  Her face has a
glow about it, her lips are slightly parted with a small smile to be
seen.  Her nipples are pressing hard against the thin, soaked material
of her tank top, disproving my theory of a push up bra.  A small sheen
of sweat covered her body.  Moving past her stomach, I recieve another
surprise for the night.  She found the tightest, sexiest leather pants
she could fit into, and the
leather had molded to her like a second skin.  I could see the lips of
her pussy, molded by the leather.  With each breath, they seemed to
flex, trying to escape the leather prison they were encased in.  I was
hypnotized.

When my gaze ventured upward again, I followed her gaze to my cock. 
During the dance, my limp member had been awakened.  It was now an
enraged mass of flesh trying to rip its way out of my pants.

"See anything interesting?"  I said.

"Oh!  Oh, no, nothing!"

"I don't believe you, I think you were staring at my cock."

"And if I was?  What then?"

"Nothing, you're almost a married woman."  I sarcastically replied.

"You don't have to be so mean about it."

"I kinda do, if I'm not mean about it, I'm likely to speak my mind"

"And what's bad about that?"  she asked.

"If I speak my mind, you're likely to make me regret it."

She rose to her feet, and walked towards me and my rock hard rod.

"Speak your mind."  she said.

"You look good enough to eat, and no ring and no fiance is going to
stop me."

I stood up, and pulled her towards me and kissed her like a wild
animal.  I was beyond horny.  I was a lustful beast, intent on
ravaging the female of the species.

"I thought you said you were going to eat me.  What's stopping you?"

"What, spoil all the fun?"

"Fun doesn't describe it"

With that statement, I find myself against a brick wall tonguefucking
an engaged woman.  She runs her hands down my chest, biting her lip as
she goes.

"All mine."

"I'm yours for a little while."

I grab her and pull her to the ground.  I put her back against the
wall, and push her legs apart as far as she can hold them.  The
leather pants were now stretched tight against her labia, giving an
incredibly erotic sight of leather clad pussy.

I take the palm of my hand, and rub slow circles into her vagina.  She
moans softly with closed eyes, biting her lip.  I change tactics, and
rub her lips with two finger, ignoring the channel between.

"Damn you, don't tease."

I stick out my tongue at her, and she laughs.  Then, she closes her
eyes, and I bring my index finger to the taunt leather and rapidly
slide it back and forth over her slit. With the leather as tight as it
was, she was writhing and moaning from the sensations in her vagina. 
Her back arched.

"OH MY GOD!!  THAT FEELS INCREDIBLE!"

I do it again, and again, and again.  Soon she is bucking in a much
less choreagraphed way, moaning and screaming.  Then, her gorgeous
body goes tense and silence covers the room.  I look up, and see she
has pulled her tank top down and has been pulling and twisting her
nipples.  She then relaxes and purrs.

"Ohh, my.  I've never cum like that before.  Never, ever, OH!!"

The last "OH" came when I clamped my lips around one of her distended
nipples and sucked with all my might.  Like a kitten she mewed for a
few more minutes, while I conducted explorations on her gorgeous
breasts.  Soon
she pushed me down and climbed on top of me.

"Now it's your turn!"

Sliding down between my legs, she stops when her face is level with
the tent in my pants.

"Seems like you haven't been feeding this monster very well.  I'm
hungry now, and I'm hunting cock."

"My cock -- is hunting -- you," punctuating each few words with spasm
from my pants.

Laughing, she unzips my fly.  Leaving my top button alone, she reaches
inside my pants and boxers.  Grabbing my rod, she squeezes the head,
eliciting a small spasm from me.

"You little imp, I don't mind teasing."  I say.

"Teasing is over."

She reaches up and undoes my top buttons, reaches inside, and brings
my cock into the open.  She slides her hand up and down the length of
my shaft, being careful not to hurt my uncircumcised penis.  I'm on my
back, propped on my elbows, enjoying the sensations when her other
hand comes into play.  It moves slowly up my thigh, stroking as it
goes.  Her hand cups my balls, fondling them in time with her strokes.

"I'm getting close."  I say.

She smiles.  "We can't have that happen."

Stretching upwards, she slips my pants past my knees, then my ankles,
and completely off.  Moving with a cat's grace, she grabs my boxers
and rips them from my body.

"I want a souvenier." she taunts.

"Keep the boxers, I want your body!"  I reply.

I get up and sit on the chair, she kneels between my thighs and grabs
my cock.  I don't have a huge cock, but she brought out the best in
me.  I was about 7 in. long and at least 2 inches in diameter.  She
stroked me up and down with one hand while she fondled my fully loaded
balls in the other.  Slipping my cock into her mouth, she slid it back
and forth between her lips.  She sucks on my cock, moving in and out. 
She licks it up and down, then sucks my balls.  With practiced ease,
she takes my entire cock into her mouth and down her throat.  I nearly
blew my load all over her tonsils, but managed to keep a clear head.
An overload of sensations was being transmitted between my cock and my
brain, and all of them were telling me to let it all loose.  I managed
to fight back the urge to release as long as I could, I wanted to
orgasm inside that sweet pussy.  She was relentless though, and soon I
did lose control.

"I'm cumming!!"  I groan.

When I said that, it was like a vise of hot flesh had clamped my
penis.  She sucked her cheeks in, and I came into her mouth. She took
almost all of it, losing very little.  When I was finished, she
slipped my penis out of her mouth, licked it up and down, and then
tilted her head back and swallowed.

"I think it's my turn to cum now."

"Oh god.  Now I'm fucking hungry!"

Standing up quickly, I tore my shirt away.  I then pulled her up and
kissed her with all the passion I possessed.  Our lips spoke a
different language, one of lust and passion.  They promised only one
thing to each other: one night of pure wild and primal sex.  The pact
was sealed with our tongues.

Breaking the kiss, I moved around behind her, facing us towards the
mirror in the corner.  I pulled her tank top roughly over her head.  I
put my hands on her waist, and slowly slid them up her torso to cup
her breasts.  Finding nipples between my fingers, I rolled them
between thumb and forefinger, turning the small nubs into angry points
against her large brown areolea.

"Boys and breasts, should I leave you three alone?"

"If you're that antsy, I'll move a little faster.

With those words, I unzip her at her thigh, and peel the pants off of
her.

Her bare pussy came into view and my self control collapsed.  It was
mostly shaved, with a light wisp of red hair above the slit.  Her
labia were parted slightly, as if breathless in anticipation.  I
quickly removed her pants, and tossed them into the corner.

Without hesitation, I plunged my tongue into her moist hole.  She was
tight and wet, my tongue went easily into her.  I explored her as she
grasped the chair for support.  My tongue went to her clit, and I
began to suck it.  She couldn't take the sensations and sat down in
the chair, hard.  I continued my oral exploration, bringing her to a
climax by triple tonguing
her clit repeatedly.  

She began to thrash violently as I keep kissing and licking her labia.
 When she calmed, she looked me dead in the eye.

"Fuck me now.  If that cock isn't in my pussy in three seconds, I'm
going to get my dildo, and you'll be out of a job for the summer."

She got out of the chair and pushed me into it.  Putting both hands on
each side of my head, she straddled my cock.  She was inches away from
the tip of my throbbing pole, but she had to use both hands to steady
herself.

"Grab that cock, and put it at the entrance of my pussy."  she said
breathlessly.

Not needing any more prompting, I rubbed it along her slit, and
slipped my cock into her folds.  The instant I was inside her, she
dropped, impaling herself on my cock with a primal scream.

"YES!!"

Soon, I was less worried about what she was saying and more worried
about what she was doing.  She was using her hips and buttocks to move
my cock in and out at blinding speed.  I tried to slow her speed, but
she was an animal.  She growled when I tried to do anything but go
faster.  Luckily, it was her that came first, her nectar flowing out
from around my cock in waves of ecstacy.  She collapsed on my chest.

"Keep going, this feels divine."

I lifted her carefully up, and had her straddle the seat of the chair.
 Her breasts were overhanging the back and her ass was upturned, firm
cheeks that I didn't hesitate to grip as I entered her from behind.

I slid into her pussy.  Then the miracle ended the instant I entered
her hot box.  I came buckets.  I came floods.  I came until my balls
ached and I still tried to give more.  My last conscious act was to
pick up her orgasm racked body and bring us both to her room and,
blessedly, her bed.



SHOULD I CONTINUE THE SUMMER OF LUST?

KeerOct81@yahoo.com

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