Message-ID: <43000asstr$1056010207@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <newsmaster@sdc.cox.net> X-Original-Path: 53ab2750!not-for-mail From: Golfman <golfnreddnospam@sdc.cox.net> X-Original-Message-ID: <3pn1fvcbqfb5vs4jd1orfmnsouko25p6d8@4ax.com> NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2003 17:53:59 EDT X-Spamscanner: mailbox2.ucsd.edu (v1.2 May 26 2003 01:55:38, 0.4/5.0 2.55) X-Spam-Level: Level X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.7 99637 h5ILs3fp008980 mailbox2.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2003 21:53:59 GMT Subject: {ASSM} The Dunes (MF, oral, outside, cum) X-Original-Subject: The Dunes, Story Codes: MF, oral, outside, cum - thedunes.doc (1/1) Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2003 04:10:07 -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/Year2003/43000> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw The Dunes Sean couldn't believe his luck. He had taken a week off from his frantic law practice to recharge his depleted energy. One of his friends had a house on Martha's Vineyard and had offered him the use of the place for as long as he needed it. The house was a cool place, too, a nice view of the ocean, a hot tub, and close to Gay Head, a really nice beach. That was where he was headed at the moment. He had his beach chair and a bag with a couple of books, just an afternoon reading something besides cases and files. Of course, he had the usual water, sun screen and the like, if nothing else, he liked to be prepared. He chuckled to himself as he thought about it, being prepared. He had spent most of his life being prepared. Everyone thought of him as the steady, reliable, stable attorney, the kind of person who wore navy suits with white shirts and conservative ties. He didn't have a steady girlfriend at the moment, the hours spent in the office kind of killed any real time to develop relationships, but he knew it was just a matter of time until he met the right woman that would be the kind of wife he desired. He had even planned that as well. As he headed out the door for the short walk to the beach, he thought about the night before. He had gone out to dinner in town and had met a group of people his age. The were different than the folks he knew in the city. It was a group of five people, three girls and two guys. One of the girls was really cute, a short brunette with a nice body, just the type that he was attracted to. Not overly endowed, small waist, tight ass. She moved like an athlete. One of the other girls seemed to be attached to one of the guys. The third girl confounded him. She was tall, flaming red hair, large bosom, no ass at all. For some reason, she occupied his thoughts. The best way he could describe her was that she was a loud and brassy New York broad. Sean was a product of the South and preferred to be around the southern belle type. Like that brunette, she exuded charm, even a slight accent. She had told him that she was from Virginia. For some reason, however, when ever he thought about her, his mind invariably turned back to that tall red head. He couldn't figure out why. Oh well, he'd probably never see them again, anyway. As he got to the beach, he looked around for a place to set his chair. There were a lot of families with kids yelling and hollering, not Sean's idea of a relaxing time. He turned right when he got to the water and walked along the shoreline looking for a quieter place. A few hundred yards up the beach he caught site of a small group. As he got closer, he realized they were the same group he had met the night before. They saw him and waved him over. "What the hell," he whispered under his breath and walked over to join them. He set his things down and opened his beach chair. As he sat down, he looked closer at the group. Yep, that third girl was definitely attached to one of the guys. The other guy didn't seem to be interested in either the brunette or the red head. He racked his brain to remember names, the only one he could remember was the red head and her name was Nina. Finally, the brunette's name came to him, Lynn. He looked at them closer, Lynn was wearing a one piece suit, cut high on the leg and with a deep plunging neck line. Then he looked at Nina, she was wearing a black bikini. He had to keep himself from staring. She stood and turned around, the bottom was cut so that only about half of her ass was covered. The top was triangles that barely managed to contain her large breasts. "Wow!" he thought to himself. Sean was in a little bit of a quandary, here were two women, one who was the ideal in his mind, but all he could do was look at the other one. They chatted for a while, mostly small talk. He found out that Lynn was a stock broker in Boston. Nina was a painter. "A painter," he thought, "now what could we ever have in common." The quandary continued, Lynn seemed the exact type of woman he could go for, but he kept looking at Nina. Soon, it was lunch time, Sean pulled his lunch out and the group did the same. Finally the small talk fizzled out and Sean pulled his book and started reading. But he couldn't help himself from sneaking peeks at this woman who, for whatever reason, was driving him crazy. After a while, Nina stood up. "I'm going for a walk," she stated, "anyone care to join me?" The others in the group declined. She turned to Sean, "Come on," she said, "take a walk with me." Sean didn't really want to go, but his mouth said sure before he could react. They headed up the beach. "What do you paint?" Sean asked. "Watercolors, usually seascapes," Nina responded. "I love the water, there is something about the ocean that gives me strength," she continued. "If I could afford to, I'd live here" she said as she did a pirouette in the sand, with her arms in the air. Her body moved nicely, her upraised arms pushed her breasts together, a tantalizing site. They went further up the beach. Here, the beach was deserted, not a soul in site. The continued to walk and talk, he told her about his law practice, she told him about her loft in New York. Turned out she and Lynn had been roommates in college. The loner guy was Lynn's brother and that he had a girlfriend at home. The other two were living together. The more they talked, the less Sean thought about Lynn. He was enamored with this woman. He couldn't stop looking at her, the black bikini against her fair complexion, the flaming copper hued hair. "You know what?" Nina asked. "No, what?" Sean replied. "But the water's cold!" Sean said. "Well, we'll have to figure out a way to warm me up when I get out!" Nina said with a laugh. She ran to ocean and waded in. Then, like a water nymph, she dove through a wave. After a few minutes of frolicking in the surf, she emerged from the ocean and came over to Sean. "You're right, it is cold," she said with a shiver. Sean was now openly staring. The cold water had aroused her nipples which were striving to poke the thin fabric covering them. She looked at him staring. "I know how to warm me up," she said with a coy smile. "How do we do that?" he asked. "Come here," she said, as she moved closer to the dunes. She sat down in the sand and patted the place next to her. He went and sat where she indicated. She turned to him, "Now warm me up," she said in a whisper. Nina leaned over and kissed him. Surprised, he didn't know how to react. She made the decision for him. Her tongue probed past his lips and he found himself responding. The kissed deep and hard for a few minutes, then she pulled away. "You know, I bet if I got out of this swimsuit, I'd get warmer faster!" she said with a laugh. She reached behind herself and undid the strap of her top. As it came free, she tossed it aside. Her breasts were magnificent. Large, round, her nipples were big. They stood out like beacons, red and hard. Nina rolled back in the sand and slithered out of her bottoms. Then she turned and faced Sean. "Like what you see?" she asked with a smile. She had trimmed her pubic hair so that there was only a small patch above her slit. The bright red hair contrasted the white skin. Her pussy lips, looked moist and inviting. "Why don't you get undressed, too?" she asked. Sean didn't move, he couldn't take his eyes off of this woman. Nina didn't want to wait. She leaned over and untied his suit, she pushed him back in the sand and tugged his shorts off. As they came down, his cock appeared. To say that he was hard would be an understatement. He cock stood like a soldier on parade. Hard, erect, Nina reached over and stroked it. "Nice," she said, "very nice indeed." Sean just lay there amazed at the course of these events. Nina moved so that she straddled him. "Time enough later for the foreplay, I need to get fucked now!" she said. With that, she took his cock and lowered her pussy so that the head was against her lips. She moved the head around, using it to spread her juices. She lowered herself further, his hard throbbing cock penetrated her. Nina rocked her hips taking him deeper into her. Finally, he was buried in her cunt. She then started moving up and down on him, lifting her body until her pussy only held the head of his cock, then plunging down again. Sean's body took over, his hips started thrusting upwards, meeting her stroke for stroke. He reached up, taking her heaving breasts in his hands. He fondled them, rubbed her hard nipples. "Pinch them" she hissed. "Your cock feels so good in my cunt, Oh fuck me, fuck me hard!" Sean was unaccustomed to his women being vocal like this. Her talk igniting his lust even further. He pinched her nipples, tweaking them. Nina leaned back, one hand trailed down and found his sac. She started massaging his balls. The other hand moved down her front. Sean watched her as her fingers started playing with her clit. First, she moved her fingers in circles, she continued to bob up and down on his cock. Then her fingers started moving in a back and forth direction, rubbing her clit harder and harder. "Oh god," she said in a soft voice. Then in louder tones she continued. "OH GOD, OH MY FUCKING GOD, I'M GOING TO CUM!!" The last came out at full volume. With that, she slammed down harder, Sean could feel the muscles in her pussy clenching. Then he felt her juices running over his body. Nina kept rubbing his balls, massaging them, urging the cum inside to build. She was still bouncing up and down. Her hand still working on her clit. "I'm going to cum again!" she gasped. "YES, FUCK ME!! OH FUCK ME HARD!!" Sean felt his own orgasm building. His balls tightened. Nina looked down at him, "You're going to cum, too, I can feel it in your balls, fill me up, fill my hot pussy with your cum!" she commanded. "Cum with me!" With that, her fingers moved even faster. Sean thrust harder, his cock swelled. "OH FUCK!" he yelled. "Shoot in me, shoot your hot juice in me!" Sean felt his cock explode. The first spasm shot his jism deep into her. The second spasm was even more intense. "I can feel your hot cum, I can feel you filling me up! I'm cumming, OH GOD I'M CUMMING AGAIN" Nina screamed. Sean kept thrusting, shooting shot after shot of sperm into her. At last he was dry. They both slowed their thrusting. Sean could his cum and Nina's pussy juices running down his shaft and over his balls. Nina was now gently massaging his sac. She took her hand away and moved it to her face. She moved her fingers in front of her nose and inhaled, then she licked them, cleaning their shared cum off of her hand. Her hips were still slowly moving, her pussy gently massaging his cock. "I love the smell of semen and pussy juice," she explained. "But I love the taste even better." Her hips slowly stopped moving. She leaned forward and kissed Sean, then put her head on his shoulder. "I'm nice and warm, now," she whispered in her ear. "But I'm still hot for you." She gently bit his earlobe. Sean just wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "Me, too," he said, "me, too." -- 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> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+