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Subject: {ASSM} [BSFSF]  St: Midsummer's Night Mystery  (Teen, sex)
Date: Tue, 18 Nov 2003 18:10:04 -0500
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[BSFSF]  St: Midsummer's Night Mystery  (Teen, sex)

The following story is fiction.  It contain a scene of teen sex.  If such a
subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please
leave now.  Of course, one should practice safe sex more carefully than my
fictional characters.

This story is part of the First Annual Bradley Stoke Flash Stroke Festival
(BSFSF-2003) which requires a story not to exceed 18 lines of 70 characters
including the title and blank lines.

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without
permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including
the copyright notice.  This may be included on the BSFSF site.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including constructive
criticism, and suggestions.  E-mail: YLeeCoyote@mail.com



Midsummer's Night Mystery by Y. Lee Coyote
   It was a hot summer night half a century ago and I was sleeping nude at my
Uncle's dacha.  Suddenly I woke up and realized that I was tied eagle-spread.
It was absolutely pitch dark.  All was silent.  I felt hands caress my body.
They moved slowly about me.  Rubbing my chest and tweaking my nipples.
Massaging my legs and then moving up to my prick; I was erect in just seconds.
Which of my cousins was it?
   Then the hands concentrated on my shaft.  I was oozing pre-come like a leaky
tap.  I was close to coming when the hands stopped their wonderful
ministrations.  I had horrid thoughts of being left in this unsatisfied state.
I bucked my hips fucking the empty air.
   Then I felt the hot breath and the long hair of my 'tormentor' on my groin.
It was pure bliss as I was engulfed by that hot mouth with an active tongue.
Seconds later I exploded into that wonderful hot pit.  I was sucked dry before
the mouth abandoned me.  One tug and the rope released and I heard the door
latch closed.  I was alone again.
   In the morning my cousins Jack and Jill both asked "Did you sleep well?" with
twin Mona Lisa smiles.  I never found out who it was.


The End

(C) Copyright A.I.L.  November 18, 2003

Y.

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