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From: Jack C Lipton <jcl@penrij.uucp.jtan.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Ecstatic Cling [02/12] Dawn (rom MF oral slow hyp mc preg bond(light) public)
Date: Sun,  8 Jun 2003 21:10:02 -0400
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Author: Jack C Lipton <cupasoup@softhome.net>
Title: Ecstatic Cling: Dawn
Part: 02/12
Universe: Ecstatic Cling
Summary: Marital Issues get resolved the "hard" way
Keywords: rom MF oral slow hyp mc preg bond(light) public
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		      Ecstatic Cling
		      Night  2: Dawn


		     by Jack C Lipton

This time we knew what we were doing.  I'd been drained by
Alice just over an hour before so I was able to take my time
as we washed.  Dawn's short curly hair was fun for me to
run my fingers over as we rinsed it.  She was tiny, under
five feet tall with very small breasts but with hips wide
enough to confirm her gender.

The tongue-test for soap was fun and I did my best to bring
her off and, yes, she was a screamer, and, considering my
first feeling of anxiety given her color, she tasted good.
Unlike Alice I was back to guessing what did the most for
her but I was aided by her large clitoris.  Actually, of
the three women I'd tasted so far in my life, Dawn had the
best flavor.

She was panting as we switched positions and her attentions
had me, well, at attention and she soon had a mouthful. 
Unlike Alice the day before she didn't show it off or
swallow my load, spitting it into the nearest drain instead.
It was still pretty nice to me since I had so little
experience with receiving oral sex-- and all of my
experiences so far were not from my wife.

We soon departed the shower area and were ready to start on
the dining room.  She was far more stubborn dealing with me
than Alice had been and whom I was already missing.  Parts
of Dawn's behavior reminded me a lot of Helen.  She spent
too much of her time fighting me instead of getting the jobs
done.  It took us longer to get the tables set up and place
settings out than it had the day before with Alice.

Comparative Marriage was starting to sound more logical to
me.  At first it had seemed completely whacked in concept
but I was seeing more of how people worked than I had ever
before.  Dawn, despite her smaller frame, could be a real
pain in the ass.

I'd been spoiled by Alice in how we quickly we'd been moving
as one in the first hour of working together that I snapped
at Dawn, with "Look, Alice and I did this yesterday.  Try to
follow my lead on this, please?  Work with me, OK?  If you
have ideas, though, I want to hear them.  OK?"

I could see the anger on her face, she stopped, calmed down,
and asked me what I needed her to do.  Quite a change,
really.

"Well, we've got to be careful with the plates, just bring
your hands over ..."

All of a sudden she was putting effort into working with me
on this and we adapted well in accommodating her small
stature and she had some good ideas.  We were talking more
and more, sharing what we were doing along with attitudes.
She had a nice musical voice that, except when she was
trying to prove something, I found pleasant to my ear.

When we finished the tables I thanked her for working with
me so well and kissed her.  She kissed me back.  Then she
thanked me for not getting upset with her.  She also rubbed
herself against me.  We had a few minutes of slack time so
we made out, which turned things around a bit.  We kissed,
touched and talked.

Dinner was nice, with a salad and a wonderful stew.  After
what we'd learned at lunch, we followed the lead of others
as they chose the "mount" position (I couldn't believe how
much like a teen-ager I was getting with my hardons).  Dawn
grunted a bit as she slowly slid down onto my member,
working it into her, rotating her hips.  I was certainly not
going to discourage this position and we were soon as close
as it is possible for two people to get.  For convenience
we ate from the same bowl and soon put it aside so we could
kiss as we worked our way to a shared climax.  We weren't
the first to come at dinner and we weren't the last.

We were cleaning up afterwards and I'd kiss her occasionally
but she wasn't pursuing me as much as Alice would have, so I
reduced how physically attentive I was of her.  I'd learned
from my time with Alice that reciprocity in teasing was
worth a lot more than unrequited attention, something I had
not considered with Helen.  We were still able to work
closely together but there was something wrong.  In our
slack time, I sat down, pulled her to sit across my lap, and
did my best to hold her and ask what was wrong.

"I'm not sure.  I'd think you'd be touching me more.  What's
wrong with me?"

"Dawn, I figured that you were upset with me so I thought
you wouldn't want the attention.  You didn't seem so
interested..."

She started crying so I held her in as comfortable position
we could find given the cuffs holding us together.  She did
seem to need some serious cuddling at that point.  My free
hand was rubbing and scratching her back.

I did my best to hold and comfort her when the question I
least expected from her reached my ears, "Am I ... really
such a nasty bitch?"

I continued to rock her.  Given her state it was a good
thing I didn't get another woodie.  I couldn't answer her
question, all I could do was make comforting noises.  She
finally did uncurl and kiss me.  We were both good and hot
before walking into the group discussion.  Both of us were
dripping when we walked in.

It's funny but I would never have expected to be the first
one called.

"Jack, you and Dawn were noticed after you finished the job
in the Dining room and she was crying.  What did you do to
her?"

Dawn beat me to answering, with "I realized that Jack didn't
give me much attention while cleaning up and it bothered me.
I found out that he'd backed off because I did first and he
was trying to be sensitive to me.  I ... got upset.  I
realized that if I wanted attention I'd need to give it.  It
... did ... well, hurt, when I realized that I'd been so ...
nasty ... to not give what I wanted to get."  She turned to
David, her husband, saying, "I'm sorry sweetheart.  I didn't
understand."

Ruth, Leon and *all* of the counselors/therapists were
nodding in unison.  Ruth spoke for them all with, "Yes, you
got part of the lesson.  If you don't pursue your spouse,
don't expect them to pursue you.  Anything else you'd like
to mention Jack?"

"It was nice eating like that, I'm getting spoiled, but we
initially had some problems working together but I think
we're getting onto the same wavelength" I answered as I
looked her in the eyes.  She had highlights in her eyes that
seemed to dance and she seemed happier now.

I can't explain what came over me;  I leaned over and kissed
her.

Next up was Carl, still looking the worse for wear.  June
must have really smacked him around, the bruises were well
developed by this point.  I looked over at June and saw that
he'd not held back much.

"Well, Pam is doing as I tell her, so we're doing OK."

"Pam, how do you feel?  How's he treating you compared to,
well, Mark?"

Pam didn't look happy being asked this, but forged ahead
anyway, with "Well, he just tells me what to do, he doesn't
ask me anything.  He doesn't put much of himself into his
tongue, either.  I miss Mark."

We went around the room, I think Ruth was looking for some
kind of specific answer but it beat me what she looked like
she was hoping for.

The session broke up, we re-washed each other and my
tonguing was enthusiastic.  She smelled good and tasted
great and I brought her off twice before she pushed me away
from her pussy.  She'd been a lot more forthcoming when it
came to little noises along the way and I used those hints
to reward her by repeating the actions that made the
happiest sounds pour from her.

She was a lot more attentive to my dick this time and worked
it up and down a lot, stopping to look around, then trying
new things.  She had me moaning for a long time before I
finally fired-  and she'd pulled me out of her mouth and I
saw my translucent white semen streak her face.  She ran her
tongue over the portion on her large lips which almost
resurrected my dick.  She then stood, ran warm water, and
rinsed off her face before kissing me.  I was getting less
squeamish about the taste of my own issue which was quite
unexpected.

We used the necessary--  it was a good thing the stall walls
were down so we could both be seated for our ablutions-- and
headed up to the same guest room I'd been in the night
before.

And it suddenly hit me as we walked in that none of the
doors here locked.  I wondered why that was done.

Well, it wasn't like we had any real valuables to secure.
This small island resort we'd come to was so isolated from
everything else.  Walking around naked handcuffed to someone
I wasn't married to would also be somewhat awkward even if
we had somewhere to "escape" to.

We talked this over as we faded into sleep and agreed that
finding the beach might be a nice idea.

That never-to-be-sufficiently-damned wakeup call in the
morning will never be the best way to wake up.  Ever.

Damn.

But I had my arms around a beautiful woman who smelled nice
and tasted good to me as I kissed her shoulder and neck, her
moans music to my ears.  Helen was much more low key in
providing feedback so I was able to luxuriate in Dawn's more
obvious responses.

I stopped my attentions and, before I could tell her we
needed to visit the necessary, found her on top of me,
stroking herself onto my very erect member.  Again, despite
how wet and slick she was, this wasn't as easy a process as
it had been with Alice.  Once she was fully seated we
started stroking together but my full bladder interfered
with my ability to climax (and it seems her full bladder was
making it easier for her).

We got up, walked into the rooms' shower stall, and peed in
the shower, rinsing the urine down the drain.

Sounds simple, doesn't it?  Here's what was left out of the
description above:

I'd always found water-sports a difficult concept to grasp,
but, today, before I peed, she had me sit on the floor, got
me into her, and peed while fully impaled, all over me.  Her
urine was very hot as it splashed and ran down my own groin
to be washed away down the drain.

I think the sensation of her squeezing my dick kept me from
freaking out.  My erection was getting nice attention and
this made anything she wanted to do easier to live with.

She climbed off of me and she asked me to pee on her own
crotch.  As much as I didn't want to, my bladder was in
command and I aimed my hot stream around her abdomen and
bush.

Finished, We rinsed each other and she turned off the water,
got to her knees in front of me, and worked me up to the
edge of an orgasm, stood up and told me to shoot all over
her crotch.  This was an easy request to fulfill;  I put
several white lines on her belly, crotch and pussy hair and
got a broad smile for my efforts.

Dawn was weird.  I mean it.  She didn't rinse the mess off
here but we walked into the exercise room showing the signs
of my ejaculate all over her belly.  By this time the semen
had turned clear but this still drew attention to us.

Most of the women this time looked like Alice had yesterday
with wet pubes and obviously well-fucked pussies (it's
amazing how much I'd learned to recognize this) and their
partners with wet dicks.

Dawn didn't even hesitate to sit in a puddle of cum and even
fingered herself with it.  I didn't squick out over the wet
seat on my own recumbent bicycle.

This morning the weight bench was getting quite a work-out.
I didn't see anyone skip an opportunity to use it before we
got to it.  With the pull-down bar and us rubbing together
a new erection had appeared and Dawn was coming repeatedly
on my dick before we had to stop to give the next couple a
shot at it.

When it came to shaving, though, Dawn wasn't as accomplished
as Alice had been but I could see her pain when she cut me
once.  Seeing her concentrate and slow down in the task was
reassuring and she even, once my face was rinsed, kissed my
"boo-boo" and apologized again.

She soon talked me into shaving her own muff off, begging me
to do so.  I lucked out two days in a row, no injuries.  I
was starting to feel like I was good at this.  Nobody else
opted for a shave.

The after exercise shower was quick and pleasant but Dawn
told me that "I want you hard for breakfast, OK, so I won't
bring you off.  Is that all right or do you want to come
right here?"  I assented since I wasn't hurting yet.  I made
sure to get a good taste of her wonderful pussy.

I did appreciate her not getting me to cum in the shower
since we were the only couple at breakfast with an
immediately usable erection.  She promptly hid it and worked
it as we ate breakfast.

With her on my lap I have no idea what we were fed for our
breakfast that morning.  We were also the first to come this
time.

When she pulled off of me she made sure to act like she was
drying my dick on her mons, then, her hand down there to
catch the drips of my semen, she smeared that on her mons
and belly as well, marking herself again.  She kissed me
and, making sure I was watching her, licked her hand clean.

I had to groan.  My dick hurt.  It wanted to get hard and
couldn't.  So I did the next best thing, I pulled her close
and kissed her.

It's funny but her juice certainly took the edge off the
flavor I'd added.

We went into the group discussion with her still tagged.

Few had watched her activity at breakfast being, well,
distracted.  It was funny how she'd marked herself with my
semen and the reactions she got to it.  Helen looked almost
envious, then licked her lips and looked at Carrol, her
current partner.  I could tell she had his cum dripping from
her pussy but they were giving each other a lot of attention
as they walked along, as I was doing with Dawn.

We sat down in the lobby for this group discussion and once
again my mind drifted, figuring that we'd not done anything
all that unusual.

Yeah, right.  I might not have but Dawn sure had.

"So, Dawn, what made you decide to wear his semen to
exercise today?"

"Well...  All right, I wanted to impress him.  He is very
cuddly and held me nicely last night and gave me a lot of
attention this morning and I wanted to show everybody else
how much I like him, so, well, I had him cum on my belly.
Y'know, I'd normally be pretty grossed out but the look on
his face was priceless!"

I smiled, adding, "Grossed out?"

She snickered and Ruth pressed for an explanation of the
private joke.

"I introduced Jack to something I've always wanted to try.
With him all the way inside of me I peed on him.  I couldn't
help but have a small orgasm as... mmmmmmm... my bladder
emptied.  That felt good, so I had him pee on my belly and
crotch so I'd know how it felt.  That was fun, I mean it."
She looked over at her husband, who was rolling his eyes,
adding "Look, Roy, have her try it, it's weird, but it does
feel good."

Roy was still rolling his eyes when I added, "Roy, yes, it's
weird but, in that shower stall, it was fun.  I mean it.  I
might not choose to do that often but it was exciting in
its own way."

Ruth jumped in with "There's nothing wrong with water-sports
like that.  Wait until you try enemas and anal sex."

I made a face at that.  I think Mark and Bill made faces
at this as well.  I'm pretty sure quite a few of the women
found this, well, an uncomfortable subject.  The look of
discomfort on Helen's face spoke volumes.

A discussion on various sexual practices ensued and we were
soon ready for the 10AM work session.  Dawn and I got our
assignment list and headed off to clean the three assigned
guest rooms.

Dawn and I were rather playful and we ended up going through
an extra set of sheets as we couldn't stop from attacking
each other and fucking each other's brains out, me leaving a
full load in her vagina.  Her orgasm seemed more intense
somehow but I shrugged it off, but I did notice that very
little of my spend dripped back out of her.

We worked to prepare lunch again in the courtyard and one
couple from the counseling group was with us helping get the
food out and I remembered to ask about the beach.  We were
pointed at a gate from the courtyard and told that they'd
call us back.

We stepped out and found a small beach but the reason we
hadn't heard any waves was because they were breaking pretty
far out from the beach.  We walked in the sand, hand in
hand, in silence, listening to the distant surf.  We were
returning when we saw Sabrina and Paul pop out of the gate
and wave to us.  We hurried up.

Lunch was another success, especially with the embraces we
ate in and how we fed each other.  My twenty-four hours with
Dawn were almost up and I realized that I was going to miss
her, just as I had started missing Alice.

Actually, I _still_ missed Alice.

This time we went to the psych interview and sat back, I was
asked how I felt about this comparative marriage program.

"Well, I've certainly learned a lot.  Given what I'm seeing
of Helen's behavior, she seems to be learning as well.  I'm
not as tied to Helen now, though, since she's no longer my
one and only.  I don't know what that'll really mean to us;
I sometimes feel less connected to her than ever."

"And does that bother you?"

"Given the problems we've had, yes and no.  There are still
aspects of our relationship where I resented her control of
me and of our lives, despite how much I granted her.  So,
in a way, I'm wondering if we'll actually get back together
again as a married couple.  Her ... lack ... of sexuality
was a major problem I had with her."

"This whole program is designed to put you both back in one
piece, it's just that we had to separate you both so you can
each see where you needed to be.  For her just as much as
for you.  Sexuality is very important for a man, and a major
part of your self-esteem.  Helen's lack of attention in that
area was a problem for you, so that's one of the keys to our
program.  We also want to reinforce the recognition, for
both parties, that marriage is not a completely protected
monopoly."

Dawn looked at me and spoke up,  "Oh.  Wow.  Until today I'd
not even considered that I was taking advantage of Roy that
way.  It was like he'd follow me everywhere and try to get
me interested all of the time.  So.  I've lost my monopoly
on my husband, too, just like Helen has."

That got a nod, "Yes, you also married a man who was a
virgin when you met him.  You'd be surprised how many of the
couples here are mis-matched in that way, where one or the
other were virgins and had no way to measure their mate.  So
the more experienced partner was able to manipulate the
other through this emotional bond."

I sighed.  "Yes, that's how I felt.  It was like I had so
much of my own identity invested in Helen that when she
didn't give me the kind or quantity of attention I thought
I needed, I really ended up feeling like shit.  After the
attention from Alice I felt wonderful, and with Dawn sharing
so much with me, and especially wearing my semen like a
badge, well, I've been feeling, well, more like a real
person."

"Good, hold on to that.  You've got nine more nights before
you see Helen again and by that time you both should be very
ready for each other.  You'll both be together because you
both choose to be and willing to work to be with each other.
You both need to relax now, OK, and just open up ..."

I jumped when I woke back up, as did Dawn, and we squeezed
each other's hands.  Without any thought (at the time) to
waking up like this, we checked the clock and got to work on
cleaning up the lobby for the next session, vacuuming the
floor and wiping down the seats to remove the sexual fluids
from the seats again.  Dawn and I kept up a constant teasing
and bantering back and forth, touches here and there as we
did the work together.  It was hard to not smell her hot and
wet pussy, an altogether delightful scent.  Her new lack of
hair made the wetness and swelling of her labia that much
more obvious.

I was getting so used to being attached to a partner it was
becoming something I actually enjoyed.  It had started out
as a forced intimacy but this grew into a desirable state
quickly because of my own weaknesses and need for attention.
My partner could not ignore my needs any more than I could
ignore hers.  For me it felt good, even if in my doubt I
felt that the woman may feel trapped.  So far I'd not felt
trapped at all.

We got done quickly and Dawn pulled me next to the same
table from yesterday, sat me down, and sat on my member,
sliding us together almost instantly.  She was, from my own
viewpoint, very excited and she rode me mercilessly, telling
me to come and come quick.

Well, I didn't come this time until we had an audience.
Dawn was slamming me for her second orgasm when her pussy
got filled by my seed which seemed to bring her off,
spasming all over my lap.

We came down from our high to applause and giggles.  Two
days in a row I'd been loved in front of an audience.  There
was even a thrill to watching and being watched but I just
figured it was my ego.

We no longer needed any subterfuge when it came to
exchanging partners, so it didn't require any sleight of
hand to have Dawn exchanged for Beth.  Dawn told Beth that
she'd enjoy me.

Beth was different from Dawn and, despite the sweat and my
wetness, she climbed onto my lap and cuddled with me.

			    End Ch 02

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