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From: black pearl <velvetmindtwister@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Dressing-room Fantasy {vmt} (Mf cons strangers)
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Date: Fri, 14 May 2004 08:10:04 -0400
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Dressing-room Fantasy
by vmt
(Mf cons strangers)
***
I swam through the water, hardly noticing the other people around me.
Only once in a while I was able to glimpse at the almost naked body of a
young woman or girl. Unfortunately I had not too much from it, being
short-sighted as I was.
 
It was a beautiful warm afternoon, and much folk enjoyed the open-air
swimming pool. Kids played at and in the water, obviously playing
something that involved regular jumping into the water. Since they came
somewhat into my way due to this, I took some notice of them. When I
touched the edge of the pool, turning around to swim where I just came
from I could admire her from such a near distance that any voyeur would
envy me. A beautiful girl, standing there laughing and ready to jump into
the water. Slender but already with very womanly curves. Too tasty for me
to not to be slightly ashamed to feel desire for such a young pure gal. I
turned around and decided to concentrate on my swimming until the next
time I would happen to enjoy a look or two at this young and vivid dream.
 
I was alone and proud of it. Proud that I dared to do things on my own,
without friends who were altogether too busy to join me swimming. After I
felt sufficiently refreshed by the swimming I decided to get showered,
return to my locker, take my clothes, get changed, and drive home. It was
already late afternoon and most people had already left. On the way to the
locker I realized her with some friends in front of the dressing-rooms,
joking and laughing. I cast a glance or two at her, hoping not to get
catched. But she was too busy. I showered quickly, then I retrieved my
clothes from the locker and went to the dressing-rooms. There are boy's
and girl's dressing-rooms, of course, and several mixed gender ones. I had
observed that on these warm days people mostly cared about getting ready
to jump into the water, and not so much about not to be seen naked. Well,
for myself I think the swim-suit fashion of late does not so much hide but
on the contrary emphasize. I will not complain. It seems to me some sort
of game, with women not wanting to be eaten with the eyes but still
wanting to show and be admired at some level. I hoped to not disturb any
woman but fact was I felt not totally in control of myself in this regard.
I entered the mixed gender dressing-room.
 
These rooms had a long bench on one side and several seperate cells on the
other, which nobody seemed to care about. All doors stood open. Two young
men and a young lady, according to the dialogue I overheard obviously one
man's girl friend, changed to street clothes as I entered. They were quick
and left shortly after my arrival. Now I was alone and spun some thoughts
of my own, hung after some fantasies, which had some interesting guest
star appearances of some (female) real life persons that I had met or at
least seen today.
 
Just as I was in the middle of some embarrassing fantasies (embarrassing
if one could be caught having such) and in the middle of searching for my
pants while having already taken off my bathing-shorts and wearing as much
as one sock and my t-shirt, she came into the mixed gender dressing-room.
I felt quite embarrassed since that actually happened in my day-dream a
little while before, too. Being a little confused I accidentally pushed
some stuff of mine to the floor and reached for it to pick it up again
while trying and pretending not to stare at her. As much as I realized she
seemed not to be very interested in my existence. I fumbled around and
seemed to not get done anything. Meanwhile she had placed her stuff on the
bench not too far away from me. She was obviously not up using one of the
cells as I had expected. Not that this was unusual behaviour for this
place but still I would have expected greater shyness. Well, I have this
subliminal fear that I look like a monster to young admirable women. My
pants seemed to play seek-and-hide with me, which left me with a feeling
of vulnerability. Now she lifted her arms and operated somewhat with her
swim-suit. In the next moment I saw the thing going down and expose her
breasts, her body, belly, all of her naked glory. Some moments later I
began wondering why something was not happening I anticipated like her
continuing dressing until I realized that she watched me watching her,
perhaps gazing at her like hypnothized. I think I have not been that
embarrassed since a long time. With hot feeling cheeks I lifted my eyes to 
look into her beautiful ones. She was not smiling but I also had not the
impression of the beginning storm of fright or anger I expected. She
looked into my eyes and I had the faint fantasy of being paralyzed by a
cobra, but she released me with a well-earned comment. "Have you never
seen a naked girl before." I collected the scattered pieces of my senses
and tried to remember how to speak. "Ah... well... err" "At least not too
often, right." She was not asking, just stating. Well, between simply
watching and desiring a girl is a difference. I shut my mouth. She turned
fully around to me which caused my eyes to automatically catch the
movement below her neck. Suddenly she said "You find me sexy." With that
and a little smirk she looked down to where my pants would be if I had
found them already. I think the maximum of my embarrassement was reached
now. "I-I'm sorry" I stammered, feeling some part of my body move without
my written consent.
 
"You're kinda cute," she said. Which was not something I knew an answer
to. She moved her naked body in my direction. The metaphor of an angel
came to my mind, perhaps a death angel. While holding my breath I watched
her walking to me, spreading her legs a little with me adjusting mine and 
placing herself on my lap, with her pubic hair touching my manhood. Which
continued rousing. "You're beautiful" I murmured, moving my shaky hands to
her sides and excitedly and carefully touching her. Some people passed by
the entrance without taking notice of us. Quickly she jumped up. Stood and
watched me for a moment. Then she took me by my hands and pulled me up and
into one of the cells. She locked the door, an action which required her
to press her body next mine since I was in the way. Thereafter she pushed
and turned me a little and sat me down on the little bench in this cell.
The next moment she was on top of me as before. I could not believe the
self-consciousness this girl had. "Cutie, I have to..." she murmured with
a much softer voice now, and then she leaned forward and kissed me with
closed eyes on my lips. I did not do this often before, really not very
often. I felt a bit overwhelmed, but in a very nice way overwhelmed. I
felt her naked breasts pressing against my t-shirt, while her soft and
warm lips carressed my own. My hands moved to her sides, it felt like a 
natural position for them. She sat up again and looked into my eyes for a
short moment, then kissed me again. This time I reacted and kissed back. I
felt completely lost in the sensation. After a while she opened her mouth
a little and I felt her tongue licking at my lips, in a very soft and
comforting way. Hell, that drove me absolutely crazy. My manhood was fully
erect by now and somehow trapped beetween her thighs where I could feel
something warm and slightly wet. My hands began a life of their own and
examined her wonderful body, drove over her sides, upper part of her
bottom, her belly, her sides again, up and down, neared her breasts from
the side and then gently stroke over them for a short way. She immediatly
responded with a soft sigh. This was even better than my fantasy had been.
 
I became braver and, for the record, more excited. Still I was a bit
embarrassed, with my manhood so obviously expressing desire. And stuck
beetween her legs, so near to her most private parts. But my excitement
clearly predominated. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and examining my
teeth, playing with my own tongue, then slowly withdrawing. Our kiss
dissolved and she sat up with a small, content smile. I looked into her
eyes, then watched my hands who moved down her sides, then to her belly
and then further upwards, slowing. Her skin was smooth and soft and warm.
I halted when I was just below her breasts which I took as opportunity to
admire them with proper enthusiasm. "May I?" I wispered. "Yes," she
wispered back. I moved my hands gently over her breasts who felt very soft
and very exciting. My fingers touched the middle of her breasts, and she
moaned very softly. Her nipples were hard. "Is that okay?" I whispered.
"Yes, it feels nice." I leaned forward and tried to kiss her, but she
evaded me, then grinned slyly. I tried it again and missed again, but all
of a sudden she kissed me on my nose, giggling a bit. To not allow her to
escape me again I took her head in my hands and led her mouth to mine
where our lips and tongues met in a wet celebration of the senses. Then
my mouth wandered across her face, I kissed her nose, eyelids, cheeks,
chin, then wandered further down, kissed her neck, but there she squirmed
a little, obviously she was a little tinglish there. Then I kissed her
shoulders and lowered my head further to kiss her beetween her breasts. I
felt how she slid down my lap and finally stood in front of me, while I
got down to my knees and buried my face between her breasts, then began
kissing and licking them. Again she moaned softly and I felt like in
heaven. I cartographed her breasts with my tongue, then I took one nipple
in my mouth and sucked carefully on it. She moaned a bit louder which
increased my excitement even more. Then she moved to the side, I followed
her. She still moved, circled around me, and then she sat down on the
bench where I was sitting before, pulling me with me between her legs,
still kneeling, so that my arms rested on her thighs and I could kiss her
belly which I immediatly did. She still moved slowly, lifting and further 
spreading her legs which moved my focus further down. I caught a quick
glimpse of her face; her eyes were closed and her mouth slighly open. I
felt her pubic hair against my chest and then something very soft, very
warm and wet. I looked down and saw her beautiful slit, soft and wet. I
grabbed her lower legs to support her, then kissed her belly again and
moved further downwards. It was a somewhat strange but nice sensation when
her pubic hair passed over my face. Then I kissed her lips with my own, my
nose buried in her pubic hair, trying to catch something of her sweet
fragrance. My tongue explored her slit. She moved suddenly when I seemed
to accidentally have been too rough on a sensitive spot. Her hands grabbed
my hair and directed me gently. She became very wet now and moaned louder
than before. I would have feared we might get heard but I was to busy
right now to sorrow about things like that. This girl was unbelievable
hot.
 
I must admit, as much as I enjoyed it, this special kneeling position
between the legs of this gorgous girl on hard stone became somewhat
uncomfortable. But as if she had read my mind, she suddenly pulled me up
and directed me in a position to kiss her which required me to get up. My
manhood had relaxed somewhat in the meantime and rested next to one of her
thighs who were still spread in an inviting angle. Half I layed on her
sexy body, half I supported myself by leaning my arms against the wall as
if I was up to make some vertical press-ups. Her cute head was between my
arms and wanted to be kissed which I immediatly did. Then I felt her hands
on my body, on my sides, my back and my chest, diving under my t-shirt.
"Is that okay?" she wispered. "Yes, it feels nice". She had warm and
gentle fingers and it made me feel wanted to feel them exploring my body.
She touched my nipples and I am not sure but I believe they responded to
her probing. Then she pulled on my t-shirt and raised it. I raised my
arms. I fell against her while she threw my t-shirt into a corner and felt
her naked breast against my naked chest. Now I was totally naked. This
single sock does not count, does it? She smiled wickedly, and then I
suddenly felt her hand closing around my manhood. It responded immediatly
and grew. She kissed me while she stroke it gently. After quite a short
time I was fully erect, and then she said, "I want you inside me."
 
This was something I experienced not every day. I felt like in a dream,
and like in my dreams I felt not in control of anything, in a very nice
way. This young hot girl held my manhood in her hand and guided me into
herself while moaning in such an unintentional erotic way that I would
have gotten an enourmously erection if I had not had one already. I could
feel her sweet slippery lips part and myself slide onto her juices slowly
into her, very slowly. But then I heard a faint bell ringing in some part
of my brain that obviously was to confused to find it's way to heaven
seven. "What about contraception?" I somehow managed to ask. "I'm on the
pill," she wispered, while I slid into her completely. I felt engulfed,
felt completely consumed, being physically as near to her as possible.
She was as completely in my possession as I was in hers. I began to move
without thinking of it. She closed her eyes, breathing heavily through the
mouth, moaning softly, seeming to be partly lost in our parallel universe
of intimacy and pleasure.
 
Being inside her was absolutely hot. I was very short-breathed by now and
moved rhythmically in and out of her while she continued moaning. It felt
wet and warm and fantastic. I thought that I had to be careful with her
but then I was so consumed with my own desire that I could hardly care.
But I think that was the exact right thing. I don't know if it was the
physical stimulation or the exciting situation which did more to her but
as far as I was able to perceive her reaction she was completely lost in
her own sexual excitement. She had her eyes closed, mouth opened, moaned
and continued to sigh "yes". After a short while one hand of her reached
down and began to rub a spot just above her opening that now was filled
with me. Although she probably tried to stimulate herself it was good for
me, too, the soft pressure on her belly reaching me inside her. I felt the
urgency to increase the force of my thrusting and so I did. I had the
slight fear that it might hurt she, but her moaning got even more
ecstatic. She raised her hands and pressed her body against me even more
if that was possible. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she almost cried, with all of her
body shivering. That made the fire of my lust almost unbearingly hot. And
then something inside her seemed to erupt, a shockwave drove through her
body and spasms of her lust massaged and sucked my manhood buried inside
her, and the wave washed all over me, too. I felt the flood breaking the
dam and I could not have stopped it even had I wanted to. In a massive
discharge I felt my hot sperm shoot inside this gorgous girl in the middle
of her own orgasm. I thrusted, shot and she moaned. Thrusted, shot, she
moaned. Finally I collapsed into her arms, she kissed me, embraced me,
with me still in her now dripping wet womanhood. Exhausted, both of us.
 
After a while I pulled my semi-erect manhood out of her, kissing her. Our
environment blended in again. No sounds from the outside. We stepped out
of the cell just in the moment when a middle-aged woman entered. I
hastened to my clothes to hide the evidence that I had been sexually
active just minutes before. My partner did not hurry as much. Some sex
fluid dripped from her slit into her panty when she pulled it up and a wet
spot rapidly expanded at her bottom. This made me hot again and in the
same time a little anxious because the other woman could as clearly
observe it as I could and my partner did almost seem as if she wanted to
show off. But nothing happened and a short time later we left.
 
We had gotten our vehicles and were about to say good-bye when I finally
asked her name. She told me hers which I found beautiful and said so and
gave her mine when she asked in response. Then she mentioned that she
would go bathing again tomorrow if the wheather was nice and smiled and I
said that I'd love to see her again. And then we said good-bye. I called
after her, she curiously stopped, I kissed her a last time and then
finally drove off.
***
 

		
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