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They Change the Letters
Chapter 1



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They Change the Letters
Chapter 1
By Op Cit


The editor changes the letters! That's why I'm writing this here,
they wouldn't publish a follow-up, and I'm so frustrated with
them that I wanted people to know that the letters in that
magazine aren't true.  I wrote my letter the day after my
adventure with my best friend, but when I read it in the magazine
the editor had added that "Since then, every time I visit her she
licks my pussy until I can't take it any more."

I guess I should give you some background.  You see my neighbor
and friend Julie is single and had not been dating in quite some
time.  After telling her of some of my sex life with my husband,
she had expressed a little envy of me.  Well, I found this a
little exciting, and then I thought of what it would be like to
have her switch places with me, and have my husband fuck her
without his knowing about it.  The idea excited me and I wanted
to help my friend relieve herself, so we hatched a plan.

I won't go into more detail here as that part of the letter is
true and you can read it in that magazine.  I had written that
after he came in her we switched places back and, in a hurry to
not let my husband discover Julie on the bed with me behind the
canopy, I started sucking his cock.  Julie ended up underneath me
sucking on my pussy and I was so turned on that I ended up
grinding myself against her as I came just before my husband. 
Now I'm not a lesbian and I'm not attracted to girls, it was just
the excitement of the moment that I couldn't resist.  Anyway, she
snuck out and went home, and the next day I wrote the letter.

Now it just isn't true that she eats me out every time I go over
to her place.  I'm not a lesbian!  I didn't see her again until a
couple days later and it was a little awkward...

When Julie saw me at her door she smiled and hugged me and said,
"That was so cool Erin, thank you so much."  And she kissed me on
the cheek.  Well, at least that's where it ended up as I turned
my face just in time.

I told her it was OK and fun, and that I was glad to help her out
as she pulled me inside and walked over to her couch.  I was
still pretty uncomfortable as we spoke more, and she could see
there was a problem so finally she asked me directly, "What's
wrong, Erin?"

"Well, I..."

"David didn't find out did he?" Julie quickly asked.

"Well, no..."

"Oh, good, because I'd hate to disrupt your relationship, you and
David are so sweet and good to me."  There was a pause as she
looked at me innocently.

"Um, I uh..." I trailed off again as I tried to figure out what
to say.  Then as she saw the difficulty I was having, a look of
concern crossed her face.

Julie leaned closer and, taking my hand in both of hers, she
looked me deep in the eyes with great compassion and said,
"Please tell me Erin.  Please tell me that I haven't done
anything to hurt the both of you."

Her concern startled me and I my heart lept as I felt her
concern, I hurried to assure her, "No, no, no Julie.  You're so
sweet, you're my best friend, and you couldn't hurt us."  Julie
visibly relaxed and leaned back while still holding my hand. 
"It's just... It's that... Well, it's kinda my problem, and I
don't want you to think anything bad or that I don't love you
just as much..."

"Oh, Erin, you're such a beautiful, wonderful person.  You're so
good to me and you couldn't hurt me, just tell me."

I cringed a bit inside when she said "beautiful" wondering what
she might be thinking, but I continued.  "You see, " and then I
thought I should just blurt it out, "I'm not a lesbian."

Julie stayed still for a moment, her brow furrowed in
concentration on what I was saying, then her eyes widened a bit
in recognition and her mouth dropped open.

"Oh.  Oh, Erin, of course not!" and then she hugged me.  "Erin,
you sweet dummy.  Of course you aren't."  And then her voice
changed a bit in that way when you being to tear up.  She
squeezed me tighter and said, "I'm so sorry if I made you think
that, <sniff>, please don't be mad at me.  I just wanted so much
to thank you, and I was so excited, and I wanted you to feel as
good as I felt.  You were so good to me.  You set it all up and
you helped me get ready."  (She had to shave a bit down there to
make sure we looked alike.) "And you sent me over the top as you
squeezed my nipples while he was fucking me... I just wanted so
much for you to feel good.  Please don't be angry with me."

It was my turn to feel embarrassed and I wrapped my arms around
her and held her tight.  "No, no, no Julie.  I'm sorry.  You
didn't do anything wrong.  No, don't feel *bad*, it was
wonderful.  I'm sorry, I was just a little embarrassed is all. 
It was so exciting and I felt so good helping you fuck my
husband, I didn't realize how turned on I was at the time."  Now
I felt myself tearing a bit.  "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself
at the time and when you... you got under me and I... I rubbed
myself against you...  I just... I guess I don't want you to be
mad at me and know that I'm not like *that*."

Julie pulled back and looked me in the eyes again and said, "Oh,
of course not sweety." And she kissed me.  On the cheek again as
I turned my face.

Then we laughed and the tension disappeared.  Julie sat back and
we laughed some more and then we started eagerly chatting about
the night like two little schoolgirls.  It was such a great
caper: pulling a fast one on my husband like that.

"Oh my god, Julie, if David knew, he'd be banging on your door. 
Right now.  He'd break that door down to get at you... just to
fuck you again!"  And we both erupted into giggles again.

We must have continued on like that for the best part of the
hour, getting high on giggles.  After a time, we toned down a bit
and we talked about the experience.  The conversation got steamy
still in that schoolgirl conspiracy way, I think we were both
heating up as we talked about it.

"I was sooo wet, kneeling against the bed there waiting for David
to come in."  Julie said, "I thought my juices would start
running down my leg before he came in."  One of Julie's hands
that had been toying with a lock of hair in front of her began
brushing the hair back and forth over one breast.  I noticed that
her nipples were well pronounced against the fabric of her tank
top.  "God, Erin, I think I almost came when I heard his pants
drop behind me.  Then when he entered me, I was so slick that he
went all the way in one stroke."  Julie's hand had abandoned the
lock and her finger was drawing circles around the nipple.

I said, "I know what you mean.  It was so exciting to me thinking
we might get caught.  Hearing his pants hit the floor and then
feeling the bed move as he pushed into you.  I think he was
slamming you the way the bed was creaking."  Julie's other hand
was on her tummy toying with her belly button and as I spoke I
saw her hand slowly move lower.  I was so caught up in the
moment: there was a subdued excitement in the air and we were
both feeling so good.  I wanted to touch myself, but I couldn't
in front of Julie.

"Oh, he was hard, and he was fucking me so deep and hard."
Julie's language was really getting to me as well, and I clenched
my hands to keep from touching myself.  Julie didn't seem to have
that problem as her hand on her breast was gently pulling her
nipple out in a milking motion while she'd given up being sly and
was openly rubbing herself through her shorts.

"Oh, Erin, it was fantastic!  Yesterday, I spent the entire day
inside remembering it over and over.  I must have masturbated
thirty times yesterday thinking about it."  I felt another twinge
when she said "masturbated".  I knew I was very wet now and I had
to clench my hands again.  "Erin, Oh." she gasped a bit, "I wish
we could do it again."

I knew there was no way we would get away with it.  David had
commented about it being different, and again last night as he
fucked me that way once more, bent over the edge of the bed, only
my ass showing beneath the canopy of the bed, he commented on how
the night before was so exciting.  I knew that Julie and I would
not get away with it again.

My attention returned to Julie as she said, "Can we?".  When I
said nothing, she continued, "Can we, hmmm?  Do it again?"

"I don't think..."

Julie slid off the couch onto the floor and then knelt in front
of me.  Her hands were on my bare thighs as she leaned forward
and looked deeply, imploringly into my eyes.  "Just one more
time?  hmmm, pleeease?"

"But David..." I replied, "David would find out."

Julie realized what I was saying and said, "Oh I'm sorry." She
leaned into me and laid her head on my tummy and said, "I don't
mean to... I mean, I'm sorry, it was just such an exciting thing.
 I've never cum like that before in my life."  I shifted a bit
but I don't think Julie noticed.  I was really excited and I was
afraid Julie would see the state I was in.

But Julie's brow was furrowed and again I could see tears forming
in her eyes.  I looked at her with startled concern and she
turned a way blinking a bit.  "What is it, Julie?" I asked.

She continued blinking back her tears and then while wiping her
eyes with the back of her hand she said, "I'm sorry.  It's
just... It's just been so hard."

I leaned forward and put my hand on her shoulder and asked her,
"What has?"

Then like a damn breaking she let go.  "I can't lie to you, Erin.
 God, it was so fantastic the other night.  I came and came
again.  Yesterday, I relived it over and over again in my mind,
and, God, I nearly rubbed myself raw, I was so turned on by the
memory, but... I couldn't..."

"Couldn't what, honey?"  I asked.

"I couldn't," and she flushed visibly, "cum!  Oh how I tried, but
I couldn't.  It's no good.  I've never been able to bring myself
off..."

"Never...?" I was astonished.

"No. I dunno maybe it's some psychological thing, but I just
can't get myself off.  It feels so good and my fantasies take me
so far, and sometimes I can't stop trying..."  She sighed and her
head dropped as she stared at my feet. "When I get going like
that I just keep going until I fall asleep from exhaustion..."

I didn't know what to say.  I was stunned and my head was
spinning a bit.  I wanted to hug her, but I was afraid of how
she'd take it.  So I said, "The other night--"

And Julie interrupted me, "Oh the other night was incredible.  I
came so hard while he pounded me and you twisted my nipples..." 
One of her hands had strayed to her chest again absently circling
one nipple.  "You're so good to me, Erin.  When you started
blowing David and I started playing with you... I just wanted
sooo bad to get you off like I did.  That's why I flipped around
and got under you.  I figured I could take you over the top by
licking you and you wouldn't be able to stop me.  And then when
you came..."

Julie looked up at me sharply.  Her eyes were wide and there was
this light and energy in them.  "When you came, I came again. 
Hard.  I had to stifle my moans in your pussy it was so good
again."  Her eyes searched my face as she continued, "I think,
that's it.  I think that's what sends me over the top when I make
someone cum.  I think it's that feeling that what I'm doing is so
good that they can't stop themselves from orgasming.  It makes me
feel incredible..."

I didn't know what to say.  I thought of myself and my fantasies
and masturbation.  I never had a wit of trouble.  Well the first
time, when I was ten and I didn't know what was happening... but
I never had a problem since.

Julie was still looking at me but her gaze was a bit distant, and
I realize that one of her hands had never left my thigh, and I
could feel her soft hand slowly caressing me.

"Could we, I mean, could I..."  Julie started to say and then
stopped.

"What, Julie?"

"No, no never mind.  You should be g--"

And then it was my turn to interrupt her.  I grabbed her chin and
looked her in the eyes and said, "What? Tell me."

And then she cast her eyes down again and she said, "I can't mess
things up with you and David. But maybe..." and then her voice
dropped to a soft whisper like she almost didn't want me to hear
what she said. "...maybe I could make you cum like that again." 
And then she slowly looked up into my eyes.

This was what they meant by puppy dog eyes.  There was so much
turmoil and fear in her eyes.  I wanted so much to say, "no, I'm
not a lesbian." but I knew if I did anything like that she'd be
crushed.  Then as I stared back at her trying to figure out how
to reply, I became aware of a tingle in my pussy.  As I looked
into that expectant face of hers I felt the heat rise, and for a
moment I imagined her looking up at me like that from between my
legs.

I knew I was flushed, and I could feel my nipples pressed against
my top and suddenly startled by the realization that I was
getting turned on I started to tell her, "N--"

"Please, Erin. For me? Will you please let me try?" and again her
pleading look took a hold of me, and I knew I had to let her.

Both of her hands were on my thighs now caressing up and down.  I
dropped my hands, resigned, and then I felt her push me back on
the couch and move forward.

"Just let me try Erin.  So I can relieve this terrible
frustration." And I felt her lips on the inside of my thigh just
above my knee.

It was a light kiss, and then I felt another fluttering kiss a
little higher.  I could feel the wetness in my panties now, and I
knew it would show, but as I felt her kisses reach the hem of my
shorts I began to want it.  I closed my eyes and laid my head
back.

I felt her rub her nose at my crotch and the fabric over my
pussy.  She was breathing deep through her nose and I knew she
could smell me.  Her eyes were closed and then she began to kiss
that spot, then open her mouth and bite down.  I felt the twinge
in my clit and I gasped.  Julie smiled up at me and then while
still nibbling at that spot, she reached up to unfasten my
shorts.

Soon she had them open and I found myself raising up without
hesitation as she pulled them off of me.  As her gaze fell upon
the widening wet spot on my panties, she reached around and
grabbed me by my butt and pulled me into her.  Julie didn't even
try to take my panties off, she just started licking that
wetness, then placing her mouth over my mound she sucked and I
could feel my juices being pulled into her.

It was something my husband had done at times when he was very,
very turned on, and as that thought passed through my mind I
grasped at it desperately.  I needed something to make this all
right.  I needed something so that I would not become what I did
not want.  As Julie alternately licked and bit and prodded with
her tongue, I imagined it was David, and slowly I relaxed.

Soon I began to allow myself to enjoy it and a couple of times
humped up at her face as she drew back before returning to my
panties.  Then all of a sudden, I felt her shift, and one hand
shot to the crotch of my panties and pulled them aside as she
clamped her mouth on me and pressed deeply with her tongue.

I gasped and opened my eyes, and I saw her looking up at me with
an unbelievably hungry, sexy, pleading look.  It was the most
amazing thing to see, this beautiful, sexy woman looking at me
with so much desire.

I couldn't look away.  A lock of her hair fell across one eye,
and there was the shininess of my juices above her lip, and then
her movements slowed as she carefully brought her tongue up
through my cleft to the hood where my clit was straining.  As the
tip of her tongue found my most sensitive spot I lost it.  I
tried not to, but I moaned and grunted and bucked against her
face.  My hands grabbed the cushions of the couch and I pushed
myself higher into her.

I could hear her moaning and humming in a coaxing, keening,
pleading cry into my pussy, and then I think I lost consciousness
as an orgasm beyond any I'd ever felt overtook me.

The next thing I remember I could feel these long languid licks
all around my pussy.  They seemed to search for my juices and
clean me like a cat, and as my eyes opened, I raised my head and
looked down at Julie, and she looked at me with a happy,
satisfied smile and said, ever so softly, "Thank you."

And with that, she looked back down at my pussy, opened her
mouth, and made a long lick from the bottom of my pussy, deep
into my folds and up to my clit, where she began to circle my
button slowly, and then faster.

I couldn't help it... I grabbed her head with the thought of
pushing her away, but I couldn't.  I couldn't help myself.  I
took a hold of her and pull her in as my eyes rolled back and I
felt myself being taken away again...

...TBC...
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