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From: "Al Steiner" <steiner_al@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} NEW: By the Dawn's Early Light by Al Steiner (MF, cheat) 2/2
Date: Wed,  7 May 2003 19:10:05 -0400
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BY THE DAWN'S EARLY LIGHT

By Al Steiner

2/2









Conversation was a little slow that morning, and stayed confined to fairly
neutral topics for most of the run.  But as I said, the line had been
crossed and once that occurred, there was no turning back.  By the end of
mile number two, just as the endorphins were surging through our bodies,
making us a little giddy, we were able to stand it no more.



"Did you have a good shower the other morning?" she asked me, just a hint of
teasing in her tone.



I looked over at her to see her smile on her face.  "Yes," I told her.  "It
was one of the best showers I've ever had, if I do say so."



"I had a nice long bath after I went in that day," she said.



"Did you?"



"I couldn't wait until the afternoon.  I put bubble bath in the water and
rubbed myself off right there while Rick was shaving for work.  He didn't
even notice."



Once again a surge of blood went rushing to my cock, throwing me just a hair
off stride.



"You like that thought, do you?" she asked me, her eyes dropping down to
take in the bulge that had formed in my shorts.



"That's really hot," I admitted.



"I thought of you stroking yourself in the shower while I did it," she said.
"Of what you were imagining that you were doing to me."



I swallowed audibly, my mouth suddenly dry.



"Tell me what you thought of while you were in the shower?" she asked.  "Did
you think of me again?"



"Yes," I said.



"What did we do?" she asked, a hunger in her voice.  "Were we nasty
together?"



"Very," I said.  "I imagined you hot and sweaty, just like you are now."



"Hot and sweaty?" she said, obviously intrigued.  "You like the thought of
me like that?"



"Yes," I said.  "I thought of pulling your shorts off and putting my face
right between your legs.  Eating you out while you were all hot from your
run."



Now it was her turn to shudder in arousal as she heard these words.  "That
IS nasty," she said.



"Too nasty?"



"No," she said with a firm shake of the head.  "Not at all.  In fact, you've
made me a bit wet between the legs."



"Just a bit?"



"Maybe a little more than a bit," she admitted.



We ran on a little longer, both of us glowing a little more than the
exertion could account for.  Soon we reached the intersection of my street
and Willow Creek, the end of our three-mile circuit.  We slowed down to a
walk.  My shirt was soaked on the front and back with sweat, it was running
freely down my face and neck.  And of course my cock was still at half-staff
as I replayed the conversation we had just had.  A glance to my left showed
that Kim was feeling the same.  She was wearing the black sports bra today
and her nipples were prominently sticking out.  Rivulets of sweat were
running down her neck.



"Kim?" I said at last.



"Yes?"



"You told me once that you've never cheated on your husband."



She looked at me, chewing on her bottom lip nervously.  "That's right," she
said.  "And you've never cheated on your wife either, right?"



"Right," I said, "but I was wondering..."



"What?"



"Oh, never mind," I said, losing my nerve.



"You were wondering if there were any circumstance where I WOULD cheat,
weren't you?" she asked.



I flushed again, looking at her cleavage for a moment, and then down at her
belly button, almost tasting that sweat-slick flesh, wanting to put my hands
on it, but scared to ask.  Scared because she might tell me no and slap my
face.  But also scared because she might say yes.  I wanted her so badly.
She was all I ever thought about sexually now, all that I wanted in a woman.
I longed to take her in my arms and sink my cock into her body.  But I was a
married man, and despite my admittedly lackluster sex-life with Carrie, I
wasn't sure that I wanted to betray the wedding vows.



"Cat got your tongue?" she asked me.



"Sorry," I said.  "Yes, that is kind of what I was thinking.  Never mind
though.  I shouldn't have asked."



"I wouldn't cheat lightly," she said.  "And I don't imagine you would
either, would you?"



"No," I replied.  "Not lightly."



"But under the right circumstances... you would, wouldn't you?"



Our pace had now slowed to almost a standstill.  We were just past my house,
right on the corner of her street and mine.  "The circumstances would have
to be really right," I told her.  "I would only do it if I knew that no one
would ever find out.  And only if there was an understanding that I would
never leave my wife."



"I see," she said, nodding a little.  "It's funny, because I was just
thinking the same thing."



"Oh?"



"If I had a chance for some good sexual release, some good hard, fulfilling,
no-strings-attached sex, and if I knew that the man who gave it to me would
keep his mouth shut about it, and understood that I would never leave my
husband either, than I would probably do it too."



Our eyes were now locked together, our feet completely stationary as we
stood on the corner.  I knew I should turn around and walk back to my house.
I knew that this was leading me nowhere good.  But I didn't move.



"Maybe we should stop beating around the bush," I suggested.



"Maybe we should," she said.



"I want you very badly," I told her.  "I love my wife but I want you like I
want air.  If you gave me the chance... I wouldn't be able to resist you."



"Guess what?" she said softly, her voice trembling just a bit.



"What?"



"It's budget season for the county.  Rick's gone into work early every day
this week."



"Has he?" I said, my own voice cracking.



"He's already gone," she said.  "Why don't we stop at my house on the way
back?  I'll get you a drink of water or something so you can cool down."



This was my last chance to back out.  The last chance to put a stop to this
before it went too far.  I didn't take it.  She turned and started walking
again, heading for her house three doors down.  I looked at that tight ass,
at those smooth legs, at the layer of sweat on her skin, and I followed
behind her.



She led me up the walkway to her front door.  When she bent over to get the
house key she had stashed under the doormat, her spandex shorts rode up
considerably on her legs, giving me a view of the bottom swell of her ass
cheeks.  It was a view that had been presented to me quite deliberately I
was sure, and it was also held much longer than was necessary.  Unable to
resist, I reached out and touched the back of her leg, just below that ass
cheek.  The skin was hot and very smooth.  My cock took another lurch in my
shorts at the sensation.



She pulled quickly away from me once I touched her, standing back up.  "Not
out here," she hissed, looking around.  "The neighbors might see."



"Sorry," I mumbled, cursing myself for forgetting about that.  We were
standing in front of no less than four different houses, all of which
contained people who knew both of us and who would be ecstatic to spread
around what they had witnessed.  True, all of them were probably still in
bed.  But what if there were some early risers?  What if one of them just
happened to have been looking out their window at that particular moment?



She opened the door and nearly pulled me inside, shutting it quickly behind
us.  As in all of the houses of this particular development, the front door
led directly into the formal living room, that portion of the house that was
more wasted space than anything.  Kim's had been decorated with some really
nice antique furniture, a few paintings, and an antique sewing machine.  A
grandfather clock, probably an antique as well, ticked away in one of the
corners.  We paused in this room, both of us turning to look at each other,
both of us with nervousness and trepidation on our sweaty faces.



"I think we're making a big mistake," Kim whispered, her teeth chewing at
her lip.



"Yes," I agreed.  "This is a really bad idea."



Neither one of us moved.  We continued to stare at each other.



"Should I leave?" I finally asked her.



"Do you want to leave?" she replied.



I swallowed.  "No," I told her.  "What I want to do is to put my hands on
you."



She trembled a little at my words, gave her lip one more chew, but held my
gaze.  "I really think I'd like that," she almost whispered.



She held her arms out to me and I stepped forward, embracing her, my hands
going around her waist, touching the moist skin there.  The moment we
touched it was electric, as if a charge that had been building was allowed
to ground.  We pulled against each other, our bodies pressing together.  I
felt her heat, the wetness of her sweat against me.  I smelled the odor of
her fresh perspiration in my nose.  I felt the swell of her breasts pushing
into my chest.  My hands slid around to the skin of her lower back, and our
mouths came together in a desperate, lustful kiss.  Her lips were soft
against mine, her tongue hot as it slipped into my mouth and began to dance
with my tongue.



As we kissed I slid my hands up and down her back, onto her shoulders, down
to her tight ass, touching her everywhere that I could reach.  My fingers
probed upwards for a moment, sliding under the back of her shorts, caressing
the swell of her ass.  Her hands were moving in similar motions, sliding
under my shirt, her fingertips and nails scratching up my back and then down
to my ass.  She pushed into my shorts from the top, grabbing my bare ass
cheeks, squeezing them for a second and then pulling me harder against her,
so that my hard-on pushed forcefully into her lower stomach.



She moaned into my mouth at this contact, her tongue pushing further inward,
swirling hungrily against mine.  Our kiss broke, a string of our mixed
saliva stretching between us for an instant, and then I was kissing her
cheeks, her chin, and then down onto her neck.  Her skin here was red and
flushed and very wet with sweat.  I licked at the flesh, giving her small
bites as I moved towards her ear.  Her damp hair tickled my forehead.



"Oh god," she nearly panted as my tongue slid into her ear, as my teeth
nipped at the lobe.



"You are so hot Kim," I whispered in her ear, blowing my breath across it.
"I want you baby.  I want you."



"I'm yours," she said.  "Take me.  Take me right here.  Take me hard!"



I gave an almost animalistic growl, her words stirring me on almost as much
as her touch.  I brought my hands upward on her body, to her breasts, my
fingers clawing at the sports bra.  In a quick motion I pulled upward on it,
baring those tits, causing them to bounce free.  They were visions of
loveliness, firm globes the size of ripe grapefruits, pale in contrast to
the surrounding skin, capped with small pink nipples that were hard and
ready.



She lifted her arms, allowing me to pull the bra free and drop it to the
floor behind her.  Before it even hit the carpet my head was bending down,
my mouth aiming for the right nipple.  I sucked it between my lips, not
gently, tonguing and sucking on the erect nubbin.  She moaned again at the
contact, her hands going to the back of my head to pull me harder against
her.



"Oh yes," she told me breathlessly. "Suck my titties.  Suck them hard.  Do
everything hard!"



"Mmmm hmmm," I responded from around my mouthful of titflesh.  I switched
the other tit and sucked that nipple into my mouth too, licking it,
battering it with my tongue.



As I sucked on her luscious tits, and as my hands continued to explore her
sweaty flesh from her neck to her thighs, she reached down and grabbed the
bottom of my shirt.  She tugged on it, pulling it upward.  I had to break
contact with her for the briefest of instances while it slid over my head
and off, leaving me naked from the waist up, like her.  The moment it was
free, my mouth re-attached itself to her nipple.



Finally, having slaked my appetite for those breasts I'd seen jiggling
beneath her bras, I moved on.  Dropping to my knees before her, I found
myself looking directly at her bare belly, just above the waistband of her
running shorts.  Like everywhere else on her, the skin here was moist with
sweat and glistened in the light.  I put my fingers to her hips, grabbing
the band of her shorts.  In one quick motion I pulled them down, along with
her yellow cotton panties, baring her sex to me.



Her pussy was, quite simply, a beautiful, appetizing sight, both in its
allure and in its forbiddeness.  The hair covering it was light brown, the
color of coffee with heavy cream, very thin, and well trimmed.  The curls of
this hair were matted down with sweat and juices.  Her pussy was swollen and
ready, the lips an angry red, slightly parted, her clit sticking out
expectantly.  The odor that came from her was powerful, almost eye watering,
the sharp tang of aroused musk mixed with fresh sweat.



I pulled the shorts and panties off of her legs right over the top of her
shoes, never taking my eyes from the feast before me.  Once they were free I
pushed her thighs apart with my hands, opening her to me even more.  I slid
my hands around to her ass, giving the cheeks a rough squeeze, and then
pulled her towards me, angling my head down at the same time and planting my
face right atop her slippery wetness.



I licked upward from the bottom of her slit, dragging my tongue slowly but
firmly between her lips, gathering her juices on my tongue, tasting the acid
bite of them.  She moaned loudly at the contact, her hands dropping to my
hair and pulling on it, urging me on.



"Yes!" she panted.  "Oh yes!  Eat my sweaty pussy out!  Eat me!"



"Mmmm hmmm," I repeated, plunging my tongue all the way inside.



"You like me all sweaty do you?" she asked me.  "You like to stick that
tongue in my hot cunt?"



I pulled her even harder against me, driving my tongue in as far as it would
go.  She was unable to stand any longer under this treatment and let herself
fall backwards to the carpet.  I kept my face firmly planted in her crotch
as she went down.  Once she was on her back I pushed her legs even further
apart, opening her up as wide as possible.  I ate her like a man possessed,
sucking her juices into my mouth, tonguing her lips, her slit, her clit.
Her pelvis began to buck up and down and she continued to articulate the
filthiest, most sexy remarks to me.



"Eat that sweaty cunt," she encouraged.  "Oh god.  Make me come all over
your mouth!"



I put my fingers into her pussy while I ate her and began to lash at her
clit while I pumped them in and out.  This made extremely short work of her.
Soon she was bucking up and down as if in seizure, her guttural words
becoming incoherent moans and cries.  She pulled harder on my hair and her
legs went around my back, tightening there almost painfully.  When she came
she yelled loud enough that I feared someone might hear and call the police.
I put my hand up to her mouth to mute her a little but this only seemed to
excite her more.  She bit down on my hand as she reached her peak.  I kept
up my tongue and finger action as she seemed to hold at a high plateau of
pleasure and then finally, after what seemed like a full minute, pushed over
the other side.



Before the tension even left her body she pulled away from me, my mouth
coming off of her drenched pussy with an audible slurp.  She got up on her
knees, her breasts bouncing sexily, her face still flushed, an insanely
lustful expression on her face.  She pushed me over onto my back and then
positioned herself near my feet.



"I want your cock," she told me, looking me in the eye.



Before I could answer she reached down and grabbed my waistband, nearly
ripping my shorts and underwear free of my body.  She pulled them down my
legs and off, simply forcing them over my running shoes as I had done to
her.  My cock sprang into the air, free from its confines at long last.  It
was turgid with blood, nearly purple in color, and ready for action.  She
looked at it hungrily.



In one quick motion she leaned down and slurped me into her mouth, her wet
tongue and lips surrounding my hot flesh.  It felt absolutely pagan as she
deep throated me, her lips sinking all the way down to my balls in one
stroke.  Now it was my turn to put hands in hair.  I took her sweaty blonde
strands in my fist to guide her but apparently it wasn't quite what she was
looking for.



She raised her head up for a moment and looked at me.  "Rougher," she said.
"Pull my hair!  Pull me down on your cock!  Be rough with me."



I did as she asked, feeling tingles of lust coursing through me as I yanked
at her hair and forced her head down onto my cock.  She gave a happy moan as
her lips engulfed me once more and sucked me all the way to the base.  I
continued to pull on her hair and force her head up and down, feeling a
little strange doing so - I really am a gentle guy at heart - but getting
off on it quite nicely at the same time.  She kept this up for the better
part of five minutes, sucking every last molecule of sweat from my member,
leaving it shining with her saliva and feeling the first vestiges of
approaching orgasm.



Seeming to sense this she pulled herself free from me.  She was panting, her
hair mussed up, her body still glistening with moisture.



"You have a beautiful cock," she told me.



"Thank you," I responded, unsure what else I was supposed to say.



"Throw me down on the floor and fuck me with it," she said.



That was certainly a motivating command.  I rose up and took her by the
shoulders, preparing to push her down to the carpet.  Again, I thought I was
being rough with her and again I wasn't being rough enough.



"Harder," she said, shrugging out of my grip, offering me a teasing smile.
"Don't fuck around with me.  Throw me down on that floor hard and fuck the
shit out of me."



This time I grabbed her roughly by the upper arms, squeezing hard enough to
leave finger marks on her.  It seemed to me I might have gone just a bit too
far but it didn't seem so to Kim.  Her eyes took on a radiant shine and
instead of crying out in pain, she moaned in pleasure.



"Yes, like that," she said.  "Throw my ass down and take me!"



I wrestled her roughly downward.  She feigned resistance, but only a little
bit.  In a few seconds I had her sweating, panting body down on her back, my
hands holding her there by the shoulders.



"You want me to fuck you now?" I asked her, putting myself atop of her,
pushing my knee between her closed legs.



"Yeah," she panted, leaning up and licking at my neck.  "Do it hard baby.  I
never get it hard.  I want you to fucking pound me!"



I roughly pushed her legs apart with my knees and squirmed my body downward.
I felt my cock move across her pubis and then through her pubic hair, until
it finally was trailing through the hot wetness of her pussy lips.



"Do it baby," she told me, almost begged me.  "Oh god, do it!"



I moved my hips until I felt the head of my cock pushing between those
slippery lips.  And then, with one hard thrust, I sank inside of her.  She
was tight, oh so very tight, but wet enough so that I was able to sink to
the balls in one stroke.  I felt her chasm gripping at me, pulling on me,
like I had driven into a breathing thing with a life of its own.



"Oh yes!" she yelled, her hands gripping my ass to pull me tighter against
her.



I began to fuck roughly in and out of her, pushing and pulling and letting
my cock come almost all the way out before I drove it back all the way in.
I felt myself slamming into her cervix on each down stroke.  I felt the cool
air on my balls on each upstroke.  She was so much tighter than my wife,
probably from her frequent exercise, and the sensation was exquisite.
Coupled with this was the undercurrent of lustful guilt at the fact that I
was cheating on my wife, that I was lying on another woman's carpet and
fucking her like an animal.



"Oh yes, you feel so good," Kim told me.  "Harder.  Give it to me harder."



I gave it to her harder, driving myself in and out at a furious pace.  Soon
I was panting as hard as I did mid-run, my heart hammering in my chest.
This was a pace that I simply would have been incapable of before starting
my exercise regiment, but I basked in it now, watching as my sweat dripped
from my forehead and onto Kim's face.



Soon she was coming again, this time even more vocally than before.  I
leaned down and kissed her as her body tightened up against me, cramming my
tongue into her mouth and cutting her off mid-scream.  She sucked harshly
back at my tongue while her pelvis mashed up and down into mine and we
literally bounced around on the floor.  The grip that her pussy was giving
my cock became even tighter and I felt my own orgasm starting to push forth
as well.



Kim rode out the rest of her orgasm and then pushed on my shoulders.



"No," she told me, shaking her head strenuously.  "Don't come yet.  Not
yet."



"Huh?" I blurted, confused, wondering why I couldn't come.  After all, I
knew that she was on birth control pills, so pregnancy wouldn't be a
problem.



She pushed me the rest of the way off and then sat up.  "Coming in my pussy
isn't nasty enough," she told me.  "I want to be really nasty with you."



"Uh... ok," I said, unsure where she was heading with this.  I soon found
out.



She flipped herself over, onto her hands and knees, so that her tight ass
was sticking up in the air towards me.  "Take my ass," she said.



"Your ass?"



"I want to feel you come in my ass," she said.  "Do it!  Fuck me in the ass
baby.  Do it now!"



I nearly came right there just from her words.  Anal sex was something that
my wife had never allowed me to do.  Nor had any of my previous girlfriends
allowed it either.  I looked at her puckered asshole, just above her swollen
and dripping pussy and I growled again, unable to articulate coherently I
was so turned on.



I moved forward, grabbing her by the waist and pushing my cock into the
crack of her ass.  It was already quite slippery from her juices.  I slid
one of my hands around and ran it through her crack, smearing some of the
juices that had leaked down there around as well.  I passed over her asshole
several times, pushing on it and finally sliding my middle finger into it,
to the first knuckle at first and then all the way inside.



"Oh yes baby," she said.  "I can't wait.  Stick it in there.  Take my
asssssss!"



I lined up my cock and put it up against her hole.  I pushed forward slowly
and millimeter by millimeter, my head penetrated that tight ring of flesh.



"Uhhhh, god," Kim grunted, obviously in pain.



I started to pull back out, alarmed at the fact that I was hurting her.



"No!" she barked.  "Put it in there!  I like the way it hurts baby.  Put it
in!"



I pushed forward again and soon the head was back within her, and then an
inch of the shaft.  I pulled out a little to help spread the lubrication
around and then pushed back in, a little further this time.  Kim grunted
again but pushed back at me, encouraging me to go deeper.  I pushed a
littler further on the next stroke, and then a little further on the one
after, and soon, my entire cock was buried in her asshole.  Her ass was
tight, tighter than anything I'd ever been in before, tighter than I even
imagined was possible.



"So full," she said with a moan.  "Oh god.  Now fuck it!  Fuck it hard and
come in my ass!"



I did as requested, moving my cock rapidly in and out of her asshole.  The
friction was so intense that I could actually feel my lower back straining
with the exertion.  But the sensation on my cock was also quite intense as
well.  I could feel every square centimeter of her anal passage pushing
against me, could feel her grip and relax as I moved in and out.  My hands
gripped roughly at her waist, pushing and pulling her in opposition to my
thrusts, my balls slapping against her pussy.



It was only a minute or so under this treatment before I was well past the
point of no return.  The orgasm built slowly, starting in my groin and
quickly spreading through my entire lower body, a wave of intense pleasure
that tightened every muscle in my body, that made my hands grip onto her,
that made my breathing almost stop.



"Yesssss," she cried, feeling this, reaching back with her hands to caress
my balls.  "Come up my ass!"



The peak came with an intensity I hadn't felt since I was a teenager.  I
groaned aloud with a final tightening of my muscles and began to shoot my
load into her bowels, blast after blast, splashing deep within her.  She too
screamed in pleasure as she felt this, her finger going to her clit and
rubbing frantically enough to bring herself off one last time.



 At last, in a heap, we collapsed to the floor, my chest pushed against her
back, my chin resting on her hair, my cock still imbedded in her ass.  We
lay like that for a moment, just catching our breath, before I finally
pulled myself free with a squish of juices and rolled onto my back next to
her.  She took a few deep breaths and then pulled herself up onto my chest,
snuggling up against me affectionately.



We lay like that for a moment, the sweat drying on our skin, cooling us.
Finally she looked up at me.



"Are you sorry for what we did?" she asked, her green eyes probing into
mine.



I tried to search my feelings for the guilt I expected to feel, and there
was a little bit there, but not nearly as much as I would have thought.
"No," I told her, leaning forward and giving her a little peck on the nose.
"I'm really not.  That was the most incredible sex that I've ever had."



She nodded, offering her smile to me.  "I agree.  That was intense.  I don't
usually... well... you know, ask for it rough like that.  But with you...  I
just wanted it that way.  I hope you don't think I'm twisted or anything."



"I don't think any such thing," I assured her.  "You turned me on like I've
never been before.  And when you told me that last part..."



"To take my ass?"



"Yeah," I said with a grin.  "That was... just hot.  There's no other word
for it.  You're a very sexy woman Kim."



"Thank you," she said.  "You're pretty sexy yourself."



We lay together in silence for a few more minutes, until I happened to look
up at her grandfather clock and note that I was well past the time I
normally returned home from my runs.  In fact, my wife would be getting out
of bed in about ten minutes or so.  And she surely wouldn't appreciate my
coming home smelling like the neighbor's sexual musk.



"I have to get going," I told her.  "I need to get in the shower before my
wife wakes up.  And I'm working on being late to work as well."



"Okay," she said softly, slowly rolling off of me.  She picked up my shorts
and handed them to me.  As I struggled to pull them on over my shoes she
asked, "Will you be out to run with me day after tomorrow?"



"Yes," I said without hesitation.  "I'll be there."



"Me too," she said.  After a moment, "Will we do this again?"



I looked at her.  "Do you want to?"



"Oh yes," she said.  "I want to do it again and again and again.  I think
I'm becoming obsessed with you now."



"Really?" I asked, a little uncomfortably.



She caught my drift quite nicely however.  "Don't worry," she said.  "I
remember the rules.  I don't want you to leave your wife for me and I don't
want to leave Rick.  I just want to borrow your body a couple times a week
if that's okay."



"That's more than okay," I assured her.  "And I'll remember the rules too."



I was walking back to my house a few minutes later, my body sore and reeking
of musk, but my mind strangely untroubled.  My only worry was getting into
the shower before my wife pulled herself from the bed.  I was really glad
that my body had decided to start putting on weight now.  The doctors were
right.  Exercise was good for you.





Al Steiner

September 9, 2002

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