Message-ID: <43848asstr$1060697403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <newsadm@attbi.com> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "Norm DePloom" <NormNonSpamusDePloom@hotmail.com> X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1165 X-Original-Message-ID: <NLYZa.87298$It4.44482@rwcrnsc51.ops.asp.att.net> NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 12 Aug 2003 03:01:01 GMT X-Spamscanner: mailbox6.ucsd.edu (v1.2 May 26 2003 01:55:38, 2.2/5.0 2.55) X-Spam-Level: Level ** X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.7 98514 h7C33VUH017527 mailbox6.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 12 Aug 2003 03:01:01 GMT Subject: {ASSM} "The No Where Man"{Norm DePloom}(M,solo,flash,warning) Date: Tue, 12 Aug 2003 10:10:03 -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/Year2003/43848> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge Caveat lector. This is not like my regular stories, caveat lector (reader beware) indeed. If you don't like sex stories, don't read it. If you are below the arbitrary age set for your area, don't read it. If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this story, don't read it. Find my stories here- http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/normdeploom/ Copyright (C) 2003 Norm DePloom. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted at 'MyStories at normdeploom dot com' (Replace the 'at' and the 'dot' with the appropriate symbols.) All the characters and events in this story are fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is entirely coincidental. The No Where Man By Norm DePloom James came home from work at the same time he always did. He undressed and, after sitting in his recliner, turned his wide screen high definition television to the cable news station. While he watched the news, James took the individual cartons of Chinese food from the brown paper bag. He had purchased his favorite dishes from his favorite restaurant. He ate the pork fried rice and the almond chicken with his chopsticks, then he ate the barbecued pork ribs with his fingers; all while the news from around the world flowed over him. When he was done, James nested the empty cartons inside each other and placed them back inside the bag. He ate the fortune cookies, playing the game of adding 'in bed' to the end of each fortune, and chuckling at the results. Walking into the kitchen, James placed the bag of empty cartons in the trashcan then rinsed his chopsticks and placed them back in the drawer where they belonged. Lastly, James wiped down the counter and wiped the last of the barbecue sauce from his fingers then tossed the towel into the laundry basket. Returning to his chair, James picked up the remote control and switched from the cable to the DVD player. James reclined in his chair, then stroked himself while he watched a huge cock penetrate an equally huge cunt on the flat screen hanging on his wall. Although right handed, James always used his left hand to masturbate. Thanks to his surround sound system the moans and groans of the fucking couple seemed to come from all around him. James carefully timed his self-stimulation as he watched the fucking on the screen. He was familiar with the DVD, it was his favorite from his large collection of pornography. His cock was hard now, and James was carefully building his excitement, his favorite scene was approaching and he wanted to cum at just the right instant. On the screen the giant cock pulled out of the giant pussy and the bodies rearranged themselves. "Yes," James whispered as he stroked his cock faster; the moment was approaching. James watched the screen, transfixed. He was breathing hard and pumping his cock with frantic determination as the huge cockhead neared the crinkled rear entry of the woman. "Yes," James said again, with a loud moan and, just as the cock on the screen pushed the ass open and sank into the sphincter, James felt his cock jerk in his hand as his leg muscles tightened almost to the point of cramping. A moment later, he felt the first warm splat of cum landing on his stomach. His body relaxed as James, the cum still oozing down his belly, picked up the gun from the table beside his chair and placed the barrel in his mouth. It was almost a month before anyone thought to investigate why James had stopped coming to work. -- Norm DePloom "If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly"- Macbeth -- 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> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+