Message-ID: <44953asstr$1066954202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <markreed3000@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <20031023161105.50149.qmail@web14108.mail.yahoo.com> From: Mark Reed <markreed3000@yahoo.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 23 Oct 2003 09:11:05 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} Crazy Old Coot (mf, mf) Date: Thu, 23 Oct 2003 20:10:02 -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/Year2003/44953> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman Any comments can be sent to markreed3000 at yahoo dot com. Thank you. Crazy Old Coot By Mark Reed The door to the cabin creaked open slightly before the chilly northeastern wind nearly blew it off its hinges. Jack felt the cold air whip around his legs and quickly move up to blow the long beard which hung from his face. The fire on the hearth next to him flickered at the sudden change of atmosphere in the small room. Two figures scurried through the door, almost running from the dark of night and falling snow outside. Jack pushed his feet gently into the floor and his chair leaned back, starting the rocking motions which soothed him. One of the figures turned and pushed the door closed before stomping on the ground to get the snow off. The other figure, slightly smaller, did the same after giving a nervous look Jack's way. The taller one, Jack's nephew Ned, took his companion's hand in his and led her closer to the fire where they could warm themselves. As they approached the fire Jack got a better look at the two. He quickly placed the second figure as Ned's latest little conquest. What was her name, Maria? No, Susan or Lisa or something like that. 'It's hard to keep up with the names these days,' Jack mused in his own mind. "We'll be safe here until the snow stops falling, sweets," Ned said. He spoke, as he always did, with the unshakable confidence of youth. Jack's eyes closed and he set his chair to rock just a bit faster. Ned would learn, someday, not to assume nearly as much as he did. Those lessons would come with time and pain, as they always did. Jack tried to keep his mind from wandering back to the places where he had learned such lessons. The girl took her coat off and sat down, all the time watching Jack closely. She could hardly take her eyes off his face. Finally she shook her head a little, as if coming out of a daze, and spoke in a shy voice. "Hi, I'm Launa." "Oh, don't bother trying to talk to Old Uncle Jack," Ned cut in. "He doesn't hear you. He doesn't hear anything. He just sits there all day in his rocking chair, rocking away and staring at the wall. That's why I said we wouldn't be disturbed. He probably doesn't even know we're here." Jack's face didn't even twitch in response, but his eyes danced with merriment. 'If you only knew,' Jack thought. "That's so sad," the girl said softly. What was her name? Luna. No, Launa. "Is he comatose or something?" "Aw, Old Uncle Jack hasn't had a right mind in years. You used to be able to talk to him for at least a few minutes before he'd stop talking and stare off again, but now he just does it all the time. He still takes care of himself and everything, but he won't talk to nobody. He's a crazy old coot. Aren't ya Uncle Jack?" Ned laughed. In his mind, Jack laughed right along with him. The two settled down to talk about their own lives. Not of shoes and ships and sealing wax, or of cabbages and kings, but of the small miniscule events which are thought so important in a teenage life. Jack let his mind drift back to his own musings and filtered out the conversation around him. He remembered a day which seemed not so long ago when he had possessed such self assured confidence. He had possessed a woman, too, or at least thought he possessed her. His rocking increased as the night which surrounded the cabin slowly turned to day. ---- The daylight streamed down to shine upon her golden hair, only highlighting the beauty which was before him. Sparkling blue eyes, soft milky white skin, a slight grin which hinted at untold pleasures to come; she had it all and she knew it. The way those eyes peered into his own, he knew that she'd never have a problem with being stuck up, because all she wanted was him. "I love you," she said softly. "I love you," Jack replied. He took a step back and knelt down on a knee, all the time gazing in to those lovely two eyes. "Always," he said softly. He reached a hand down to his pocket and began reciting the poem he had been working on just for this moment. "You are mine, and I am yours. Our souls entwine, forevermore. 'Till death do us part, my love I take thee. I give you my heart, knelt on one knee. Can dreams come true? It just might be. Becky O'Toole, will you marry me?" The look on her face as he opened the box and showed her the ring was worth all the effort. She looked from his face to the gift in his hands, and back to his face. She blushed furiously and her eyes began to tear up. "Yes," she whispered softly. "Always." ---- Movement drew his attention back to the present. The pair on the couch in front of him were kissing. Their mouths were open to each other, their tongues dancing. The girl moaned and let her body melt a bit more into Ned's. His hands crept up in response and eagerly cupped her breasts. She moaned a bit more before her body went rigid and she broke their kiss, glancing worriedly at Jack. "We can't," she said. "Not with him watching." "He doesn't see us," Ned said in what was obviously meant to be a soothing tone. "He's not actually there. His body is but his mind has been gone for a long time now. Just relax and go with it. You and I are the only people who will remember this. Trust me." ---- "Trust me," Jack said softly. He held her head so her eyes were looking into his until she gave a slight nod. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the cheek. First on the right, then on the left, and finally his lips slowly caressed hers. His touch was gentle, adoring, attentive. He focused all his attention to making love to her lips. Slowly he pressed further into them to give more contact. His own lips parted and hers opened slightly in response. He nibbled on her lower lip and held her in his arms. His tongue came out a little and he trailed the tip gently along the length of her upper lip. Her mouth opened wider and he pressed his lips to hers once more while he sent his tongue into her mouth to explore. Her tongue stirred in response to his gentle questing. Their desire grew as his tongue caressed hers and she sent hers forward to feel his. Time seemed to slow or stop altogether. Minutes flashed by as the two explored each others mouths. Their world expanded once more as Jack sent his hands from Becky's head down to her back, and slowly around to her chest. At the slightest touch of his hands on her breasts, her chest moved forward and ground the two soft globes into his palms. ---- Ned quickly unbuttoned her blouse as they kissed. He was hurried now, anxious to get the show on the road. He finished with the last button and pulled the shirt off her shoulders until it hung off her arms. He pinched her nipples through her white cotton bra, causing her to open her eyes widely and squeak, breaking their kiss. He grinned mischievously before pressing his mouth to hers again and sending his hands around to undo her bra. He seemed to be quite practiced, because he quickly tossed it behind him. It landed next to Jack's rocking chair, but Ned wasn't paying attention to anything but the two newly revealed breasts. 'Rather large,' Jack thought to himself. 'Then again, Ned has always been attracted to the big busted ones.' ---- She was panting by the time Jack had kissed his way down to her left breast. She lay on the bed naked, still trying to recover from the orgasm his hand had just given her. Her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, and his tongue was just beginning to circle her nipple. He saw the little nub of flesh and nerve endings stiffen in anticipation, but his tongue never touched it. He trailed his licks and kisses around her breast, and again licked a circle around the areole. Just when he seemed about to touch it, his mouth moved to the other breast. Becky let out a small whine of disappointment. Jack trailed kisses around her right breast and the already erect nipple which topped it, but went slower this time. He licked gently at all the skin he could reach, but refused to touch the bundle of nerves at the center of the fleshy mound. He licked a third trail around her nipple and finally took it into his mouth. He sucked on it gently and let his tongue flick against the tip, making Becky gasp and squirm. His sucking became harder and rhythmic until Becky's squirming caused him to lose the nipple. Jack watched her face while she settled down. Her head rose up slightly and her eyes met his. Jack could see the lust in them just as plainly as if it had been written on her forehead. He smiled at her lovingly and bent back down to take her nipple into his mouth. Her hands grabbed his head and she growled. "I want you. Now, honey." Jack gently bit the nipple he was working on until she groaned and her hands loosened enough for him to lift his head. "Trust me," he repeated. Her eyes gazed back into his own and once again she gave a slight nod. Her head fell back to the bed and she closed her eyes to enjoy the ride. ---- The girl's pants were tossed back to join the bra laying next to the rocking chair. 'What's her name again? Julia? No, that was two girls ago. Laura? Ah, cripe. It's too hard to keep track anymore.' Jack watched Ned's hands eagerly move down the sides of the feminine form. His hands finally settled down as they squeezed the soft cheeks of her ass. Ned's tongue nearly drilled into her mouth, pressing her head against the couch. His fingers hooked her panty line and quickly removed her last obstacle of clothing. His hands returned to her chest to squeeze the soft flesh there. The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing. The girl's hands moved from Ned's back to grab his shirt and pull it off him. Their kiss broke and Ned stood to quickly drop his pants. ---- Jack couldn't believe how good her sex smelled. He inhaled deeply and felt himself become slightly dizzy. It was musky and heavy, but the smell sent tingles down his spine. If there was ever any proof needed that she wanted him, this was it. His tongue moved out almost automatically and lapped at her swollen lips. It was a taste unlike anything he had ever experienced before, but he was sure he would quickly grow to love it. His tongue probed deeper and he began to explore her folds with it. She wiggled in response to the stimulation, and her scent grew stronger. He found the nub he had rubbed his fingers against earlier to such great effect, and quickly flicked it with his tongue. Becky gasped and moaned. He flicked it again and she gasped again. Jack grinned slightly to himself. Cause, and effect. Flick, and gasp. Her hips began thrusting towards him slightly and he decided to move on. His tongue moved lower and probed deeper into her until he found his way inside her. The taste of her juices was especially strong here, nearly overwhelming. He darted his tongue to the side until he felt small bumps or lines on her skin. He rubbed against them as hard as he could and got a moan and hip thrust for his efforts. He probed deeper into her, trying to lap the juices which were intoxicating him so. Becky began thrusting her hips against his tongue regularly and he quickly pulled it out before she could work herself up anymore. He swallowed the juices he had obtained and smiled at her. He could read the frustration on her face and took pity. His tongue was getting a little sore from being used so much, so he penetrated her with a finger and took her throbbing clit into his mouth. He ran his fingertip against the nerves in her canal and began sucking rhythmically on her clit. One large moan followed another, and the third became a scream as her body tensed up and the pleasure exploded from her center. ---- Ned's hands moved to her hips as he entered her for the first time. She moaned in delight at the feeling of having someone inside her and looked up to his face. His eyelids were closed, though, as he concentrated on the pleasure. His hips began slowly moving in and out and his hands traveled up to squeeze her breasts. She tossed her head back and closed her eyes, concentrating on the feelings as he was. Ned began working up to a faster rate and reaching deeper into her. Jack watched the girl's mouth open slightly as she followed the movements of the organ inside her. In, out, in, out, in, out. Her face began to flush and Ned's hips began moving even faster. In, out, in, out, in... The girl's eyes opened in sudden surprise as Ned ground himself deeper into her while he came. She moaned in frustration, her need evident. She waited until Ned's breathing slowed and his eyes opened before she asked plaintively "what about me?" "Don't worry, babe," he said confidently. "It'll only take me a few minutes to recover. We're not done yet. You could help, though. Ever given head before?" Jack had to fight to keep his face motionless as he almost snorted. 'Same line with every one of them,' he thought to himself. 'The amazing thing is that it works!' ---- With as many times as Becky had come that night, sliding into her wasn't much of a problem. Jack went slow anyway, until he met the obstruction he knew would be there. Her eyes were already lost in his own, so he just smiled and said "I love you. Always." She smiled back and a look of lust and determination swept over her face. "I love you," she repeated. "Always. Do it." Jack nodded and pushed with increasing pressure until he felt the tear. She winced a little but it was quickly removed as he slid the rest of the way in. Her eyes closed for a second before they opened again to give him a look of wonder. They shared the look as Jack began to slide back out and in again. The feeling of her around him was incredible. It was like a warm, velvety glove, and every other bad cliche he could think of. He had to concentrate on making movements to minimize his own pleasure while trying to heighten hers. Jack had certainly waited long enough for this night, and he wasn't going to let it end quite so soon. He moved his hands to her chest and began to gently roll her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She moaned softly and her head hit the bed again as she enjoyed the feeling. Her hips began to complete his motions with rocking of their own. Jack could feel the warmth from their joining filling him, filling her, moving throughout their bodies to send sparkles of pleasure along their nerves. Every time he felt himself get close he would thrust into her and stop, and she would wiggle her hips to stimulate her clit against his skin. It wasn't too long before she was panting heavily under him and squirming again. Her hip movements had become a little out of synch and more desperate. Jack took that as a good sign and began allowing himself to feel the incredible sensations that were running through his member and up into his stomach. The warmth began to spread until his entire body felt like one set of muscles, all working together and all receiving the same pleasure. His breath became labored and he couldn't have stopped himself at this point if he had wanted to. All Jack felt was the building sense of pleasure. Every nerve from his fingertips to his toes were tingling in anticipation, and the energy seemed to be moving from everywhere in his body to his cock. The pleasure began to build so much that it became almost unbearable, and then he exploded. He felt Becky's muscles contract and spasm around him as she screamed. He grunted and felt his whole body pulse in blinding pleasure. Pulse. Pulse. Pulse, pulse, pulse. Then the world went black. ---- Ned was hard again and groaning in delight. The girl hadn't done this before but he had quickly taught her how. She didn't seem to like it much, but Ned sure did. He let her run her tongue across the head of his dick one more time before he told her he was ready to go again. She eagerly moved back onto the couch, getting on her hands and knees. "Do me from behind, baby," she said huskily. Jack saw the wide grin on Ned's face as he moved behind her to position himself. Part A screwed into slot B just as it was supposed to. Ned reached around to cup her hanging breasts in his hands and squeezed. The girl moaned and rocked her hips. Some of her hair hung down from her face to block Jack's view, and she tossed her head so she could watch him. 'She seems to be more relaxed with the idea of being watched,' Jack thought in amusement. The smile didn't reach his face, but he was grinning inside. The memory of him and Becky in the mall after hours popped up, but Jack pushed it aside to pay attention to the present. Ned was groaning quite nicely as he slid steadily into and out of her. She was moaning in response, tossing her head from side to side with her eyes closed. The breathing in the room became louder and heavier. Ned picked up the pace again and was rewarded with another feminine moan. The girl's breasts jiggled deliciously as her body pounded back into Ned's. His hands were on her hips again to help steady them as they worked into faster and faster rhythms. Soon their rhythm became disjointed in the clear signal of approaching orgasm. This time the girl went first, pounding her butt back into Ned's center and wiggling madly while giving a long and lovely moan. Ned's groan quickly followed, his back and hips spasming to fill her with his seed. The pair collapsed onto the couch until they could recover. Jack let his mind wander again. Images from days long past flashed through his mind and became his temporary reality. He and Becky at the alter, swearing their vows to love one another, always. The night he proposed, their first night together sexually, when he had worked her up slowly so she wouldn't feel it as much when he took her virginity. Waking up later that same night, realizing he had blacked out from the experience. Their honeymoon. That horrible morning seven years later when the police had arrived at his door with news he could already feel in every fiber of his being. The funeral. His brother helping him build his quiet cabin up in the mountains where he could live in solitude. The family choosing that spot to build a few more houses into a sort of mini resort 10 years later. Everything flashed by so quickly, but it was all real. It was all there. Slowly his world changed again, to the dark cabin and his rocking chair. The fire by his side and the two lovers stirring before him. Ned, still on top of the girl, slowly looked at his watch, and only then moved to quickly get off her. "We got to go, babe," he said anxiously. "It's 10:45." That woke her up. Her eyes flew open almost as fast as the "Oh shit!" from her mouth. The two quickly scrambled to get dressed again and moved to the door of the cabin. Ned opened the door, allowed his date to scramble out into the snow, and closed it firmly behind him without ever saying a word to Jack. He had stopped bothering to say anything to the old man after using his cabin for his first few conquests. By now, ignoring him was habit. If Ned hadn't been in quite such a hurry, he might have heard the slow, mocking applause coming from the old man in the rocking chair as the pair scrambled out to get the girl home. For the first time that night, Jack spoke. "I hope he brings that one back. Laura? No, Launa. Yes, that's the one. Reminds me of Becky..." ~fin~ __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? The New Yahoo! 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