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Subject: {ASSM} I Kept Her Name
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Date: Sun, 27 Jun 2004 05:10:01 -0400
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I Kept Her Name

  It was very late yesterday when I decided to go to the club. It
was nearly closing time when I arrived, not a wench in sight. So,
I didn't bother with a soda, didn't bother to stay either.
Instead of taking a trip around the neighborhood [which had
seemed too quiet earlier in the evening] I went to Ontario [Adult
Video].

  That place was quiet too. There was a young woman working at
the cash register. A pretty young thing, wearing tight blue jeans
and an equally tight pink-purple sweater. Her brown hair was worn
in a braid, the kind pulling the hair above the neck and ears,
tight against the back of her head. I was instantly interested,
of course [being the awkward socialite] I said nothing and didn't
look her in the eye. I did notice she wore glasses, her
countenance seemed almost innocent ... but not quite.

  There had been a couple in the store, checking-out videos and
toys near the register, they moved away as I came near. I changed
a twenty at the register and proceeded into the arcade. It was
empty, save for me. I took a seat in booth six, inserting $10
into the machine. I scanned several videos before settling on a
sweet young thing in pig tails being double penetrated, one black
dick, the other white. My cock was rising; so, I opened my pants.

  A few moments later the arcade door opened and someone entered.
Of course, [as is my custom] my booth door was open, an
invitation. I heard the sound of a janitorial mop pail being
rolled into the arcade, then the sound of the mop being run back
and forth over the floor. The  -~janitor' soon commenced cleaning
the stalls. Soon enough, a familiar face peered into my open
door, the pail behind her and the mop in her hands.

  "Oh, sorry," she said, reaching for the door, beginning to
close it. "Um, hi. Do you want ... um, I'm just cleaning."  She
mopped the floor of the booth [I lifted my feet obediently], then
[with a wet-wipe taken from the packet in her back pocket] washed
the vid-screens in front of me before she stepped back out of the
doorway, leaving the door partly open.

  She proceeded along the corridor, stopping in turn to clean
each booth. I knew she had finished her mopping when I heard the
sounds of a mop dropped into a pail and the pail shoved into the
back corner of the arcade, striking the wall with a thud.  She
walked along the corridor wall opposite from me, toward the
arcade entrance. She came to a stop at the booth just across and
to the left of booth six ... giving me a perfect view of her.

  She cracked open her pants and lifted her sweater slightly,
exposing her abdomen and panty-less pelvis. My eyes followed her
hands as they moved from her exposed flesh to her covered
breasts, then to her inviting lips. She smiled, a finger parting
her lower lip from her upper. She held her finger there while
moving her other hand into her pants, curling her thumb and two
fingers as she extended her first and middle finger toward her
mound.

  I opened the booth door, fully. I said, "Uh, Hi."  "Mmm," she
uttered, asking, "Having fun?"  "Kinda. Just, ya know, gettin'
excited."  "Yeah. Want me to help with that?"  "Gettin' excited?
... you already are."  "Hah. Yeah, that's what I hoped. But, I
can do more. I locked the front door, takin' my break. So ...?" 
She entered the booth, removing her sweater and lowering her bra
to fully expose her b-cup breasts. She dropped her sweater to the
floor and stepped toward me.

  "Nice," she said, placing her hand on my hardened cock. I
reached for and took hold of each breast. She leaned into me,
encouraging me to suckle those tits ... and I did! She held my
head in her hands, pressing me against her soft sweet scented
globes, I sucked and fondled. The sounds of cocksucking and mouth
fucking could be heard from the porn on the screen behind her.
Those mixed with our sounds created an exotic atmosphere.

  My hands roamed over her jean covered ass; hopefully, rubbing,
squeezing, kneading the flesh.  "Ooh," she moaned, as I moved my
hands to the open waist of her jeans ... reaching for glory. I
kissed her abdomen.  "Yes, do it," she gasped, as I licked her
flesh and lowered her jeans. I was soon fondling her opening.
Like mine, her pelvic area was freshly shaved and sweet smelling.
I longed to taste her folds. I moved my kisses lower, ever lower
....

  She kicked off her jeans, stepping back from me for an
agonizing bit, then placed her right foot on the seat beside me.
She turned slightly, leaning into the corner at her left, using
the wall for support as she thrust her pussy toward my waiting
mouth. I ate her womanhood with the gusto of a starving man. In
time she grabbed the back of my head and shoved me into her
opening, as if to fuck herself with my head.  "YES. Eat it. Make
me cum! God! Do it! Yeah, ooh yes!"

  My lips and goatee were still sticky with her juice when she
kissed me full-on the lips.  "I was supposed to help you get-off.
Damn, you got a girlfriend? Shit. You really like eating pussy
... and do a great job too!"  Her face was flush, no doubt mine
too. The close quarters of the booth and the sex served to keep
us heated, driving us to rising temperatures. She spread her
legs, seating herself onto my lap. She carefully, moved my
rock-hard cock, setting it against her belly.

  I nestled in her breasts, fondling and sucking them idly. In a
short time my fondling became serious. I alternately fondled her
breasts and ass. I moved my mouth from one breast to the other,
then to her mouth. Whether or not she'd noticed the condom and
lubricant on the shelf behind the seat, I do not know. I had
placed them there when I came in, part of my custom .... In any
case, she picked her pants up from the floor and removed a condom
from the front pocket.

  In no time at all, she was riding my covered rod. My hands and
lips seemed to have minds of their own, moving about her body of
their own accord. The sensations in me were exhilarating, I was
nearly out of my mind with pleasure. I nearly lost myself ... but
... "I wanna cum in your mouth .. finish .. fuck your mouth." 
"Wait .. gonna .. yes, gonna cum again .. hold baby
make-me-cum-again...."  Her wetness glistened on my thighs and my
condom covered dick, easily visible when she climbed off my still
pistoning cock.

  "Wanna fuck my mouth, see me swallow it baby?"  "Yeah, oh,
yes!"  She removed the condom and rubbed her belly along my
shaft. Then, kneeling, she wrapped her tits around my erect rod,
stroking it. Once she was on the ground, she lowered her mouth to
my cock and engulfed it!  "Ohm. Uhm," she moaned as she sucked my
cock. ... slurp ... lick ... suck ... her mouth was wet, wild ...
a fucking machine on my ripe and ready dick.

  "Baby," she said, "wide and short, you got a perfect dick!"
stopping her sucking, stroking it instead for a moment, then,
"Uhm. Ohm. Oulp," taking it into her throat.  "Oh, damn babe," I
sputtered, "I'm .. gunna .. cum .. babe ...."  She took the first
bit of my load in her throat, then pulled away and took the next
bit on her tongue before releasing my cock from her mouth
completely. She held her mouth open, stroking my cock with a firm
squeezing hand, and caught the last of my load! I watched in
ecstasy as she swallowed the cum filling her mouth!

  She got off her knees, stood, and kissed my lips then forehead.
 "Did you like that," she asked.  "Yeah, very much. Thanks." 
"Thank You," she replied.  I uttered, "I know you didn't ask for
money, tip or gift .. but," handing her twenty dollars, "feel
better if I give money. I don't have a girlfriend. Don't think
I'm the boyfriend type."   "Why?" she asked, taking the money and
placing it into the left rear pocket of her jeans, pulling them
up and fastening the waist.

  "I don't know really. I can be overbearing, controlling .. not
possessive but certainly protective. And, I can never take care
of a lady in the manner I would like .. it's maddening actually.
Plus, most women can't handle my wants and needs."  She had
finished dressing and was straightening her hair, "S'okay. We can
fuck, go out maybe, some time, again ..." she spoke, leaving the
booth. My pants were still down and I just then realized my shirt
had been on the entire time!

  So, after that sweet young thing left the booth I pulled up my
pants and went to the bathroom to freshen-up. When I left the
bathroom I went to the front counter. I was slightly surprised to
discover someone else manning the register. I'd seen this guy
here before and I knew he worked at the video store. I asked him
about the girl and he told me her name was Diane, "... she helps
out around here." He told me she'd left but would, "probably be
back later. She .. does that ...." I realized then, she hadn't
been on a break and the door hadn't been locked ... she was a 
-~working-girl'!

  There were a few guys at the rear display area, the gay,
tranny, bondage area. And, one at the main [traditional] display,
who seemed to be giving the rear display more than a few glances.
I decided to return to the arcade, changing another $20 at the
counter. Once again, I went to booth six. I placed a condom and
the bottle of lubricant on the shelf behind the seat before I sat
down. I put $5 into the machine and set the main screen to a
sweet young wisp-of-a-thing being face fucked, gagging on an 8"
prick! In time she was covered in spunk ... and I felt like
sucking a cock.

  The scene on the main screen became another Fresh Young Cum
Swallower. I added $3 to the machine as two guys entered the
arcade. My door was open, both walked past and I caught their
eyes. When the wench on the screen began crying for her face
covering, I echoed her. When she slurped up the first load and
swallowed, I echoed her. Both guys had planted themselves before
the display on the wall, a display of the videos currently
playing in the arcade. Now, the older of the two moved away.

  He entered the booth directly across from me. He put money in
the machine, then checked to see that the younger guy wasn't
watching ... quickly moving into my booth rather than his own.
"Hey," I said, as he closed the door.  "Hey," he replied.  "Ya
know, no one cares if you just come in. He's here fro the same
reason you are."  "Oh, yeah."  "Yeah. Either he wants to suck or
be sucked."  "That why you're here?" he asked me.  "Suck Your
Dick. Fuck My Ass."  "Oh, you like to be fucked."  "I like to
suck cock. I like to be fucked. Yup."

  He dropped his pants, "You wanna suck ..." I took his cock into
my mouth before he finished his sentence. I sucked, stroked and
licked his shaft and balls ... they glistened with my spit ... I
went into a frenzy. His hardened shaft was long, not quite wide
but not thin. I encouraged him to fuck my mouth ... he did ...!
"You like it? Like me fucking your mouth. Oh, boy, take it ..
swallow .. cummin'!" I swallowed the load with a slurp, then
licked my lips as he watched. He left the booth, dropping a few
wadded bills onto the floor, muttering, "thanks."

  I put the $7 [a five plus two singles] into the machine.
Another sweet swallower was working three dicks, one in each
hole. The younger guy was still standing at the display. He'd
been joined by the-dude-whose-dick-I-sucked-in-the-parking-lot
during my last visit to Ontario. And, now, a disabled man using a
scooter came into the arcade. Oddly, this disabled man didn't
attempt to enter the large [handicapped accessible] booth.
Instead, he went to the back of the arcade and moved from his
scooter into the seat in the last booth!

  I was standing in the doorway of booth six, my hardened cock
poking free of my open jeans. I observed the disabled man and was
observed by him, as well as by the two guys at the wall display.
I half-smiled, nodded and retreated to my seat. As the swallower
was swallowing her first load, the younger guy came into the
booth. He immediately took out his hardening prick, stroking it
and pointing it at my face. I licked my lips, smiled and took his
cock into my mouth.

  I sucked and stroked his hard dick. He was short but to wide to
engulf. I used my right hand to compensate for my inadequate
mouth. His girth made his dick feel rough. The veins stuck out,
as if they would burst. He grabbed my head, attempting to rape my
mouth ... a nibble discouraged him. However, I did allow his more
gentle thrusts, enjoying the face fucking. He kept his eyes on
the main view screen, on the tart covered in spunk but my eyes
were on his glistening erect prick, pistoning my mouth.

  He tried to pull out of my mouth but I didn't let him.  "Gonna
cum," he muttered. I held him firmly with lips and hand,
squeezing, stroking, sucking every last drop onto my tongue! When
he finished, I released his dick and exposed my cum filled mouth.
He turned away, drew up his pants and left the booth. I
swallowed, enjoying his taste. The young guy left the arcade
quickly, I just caught a glimpse of him taking the final step out
the door.

  I stood in the doorway of booth six, hearing the sound of cock
sucking to my right. I turned, saw  -~the dude' on his knees at
the back of the arcade. He was sucking the disabled man's dick,
enthusiastically! I watched the live action, growing stiff. The
arcade door opened, a young stud wearing tight shorts and an
oversized T-shirt came-in. He smiled at me, glanced at my poking
prick then rubbed his crotch. I smiled in return, licked my lips
and tilted my head.

  As I retreated into the booth, the stud came toward me, pausing
just a moment before entering the booth, glancing toward the end
of the corridor. Once inside, he dropped his shorts, stepping
from them and removing his shirt. He stood before me, naked but
for the sandals on his feet. His cock was about half a foot long
and maybe an inch wide. He stroked it, reaching for my cock.  "I
don't do the handjob thing." I said, "I can jerk-off just fine
alone and I ain't interested in watching you. I Suck, You Fuck."

  "Oh. OH. You wanna suck my dick, then take it in your ass." 
"AbSoLuteLy!" I excitedly responded! He thrust his manhood toward
my lips, parting them as the Red Sea.  "Suck It," he cried, as I
engulfed his rod easily. ... slurp ... gurgle ... suck ... gulp
...,"Ohm. Uhm. Oom. Yes, love your dick," I moaned, "tastes so
good .. can't wait .. feel it in my ass ...." I sucked and
stroked him deeply, almost gagging. Spittle, clung to his head
from my tongue. His cock glistened as if coated with baby oil.

  He slipped easily in the grip of my hands, in the hole of my
face. I was in a frenzy, yearning to have him in my ass! He
seemed giddy. His eyes were closed, mouth opened. He moaned
loudly as he fucked my face. I paused, "No. Gotta Have You Fuck
My Ass."  "You want it?" he asked, playfully.  "YES!" I took the
condom and lubricant from the shelf behind my seat. I covered his
wet dick with the rubber, then liberally applied the lubricant. I
stroked his rock hard piston, applying extra lubrication to the
head before I stood up.

  I turned my back to him, placed one knee on the seat and leaned
into the wall. I pushed my ass toward him, "Fuck Me," pushing my
rectum open as if to shit. "Now," I called-out, "Do IT. Put IT in
me, Fuck!" He pushed his shaft into me effortlessly. His cock
thrust in -n- out, in -n- out .. an ever faster piston. My cock
hardened with every thrust. His balls slapped loudly against my
ass. The crescendo of fucking and sucking from the screen behind
us, and the screens in at least two other booths loomed
erotically.

  "Feels Good Buddy," he uttered, as he fucked me. "Your ass is
fuckin' nice, damn," he cried. ... shunt ... pump ... bump ...
brunt ..., "OOH .. Ahh .. OH .. Unn .. Ggh ... fuck, yes," I
moaned, "Fuck me. Slam my ass. Wanna Taste You. Don't Cum ..
gotta .. in .. oh fuck .. yeah .. want you .. cum in my ...." My
own cock was cast as if in cement, the urge to expel almost
overwhelming. I knew he must be close to cumming. Our fuck noises
were so mingled with one another and the sounds of the porn I
couldn't garner a verbal signal from him ... but I pulled my ass
from his dick, feeling immediately an almost disappointment, as
if my ass were upset by the loss of a cock in it!

  I turned quickly, sat down, removed the condom and swallowed
his cock. He fucked my mouth, "Damn, Dude! Fuck'n A! Take it in
your damn mouth. OH, Yeah, .. cummin' in .. agh." I swallowed,
holding his shaft tight with my lips, drawing him into my throat
... pulling out the very last of his seed. He drew his cock from
my mouth, a sword from it's sheath. My lips squeegeed every bit
of moisture from the surface of his rod, leaving it dry as
pavement in the sun!   "That was fuckin' great, dude! Shit.
Christ. Thanks," he uttered . As he dressed I noticed three sets
of feet near the opening at the base of the door. The booth doors
were intentionally shorter than the length of the doorway. I
smiled as much from my pleasure as for his and with a thrill of
awareness, we'd been voyeuristic entertainment for three guys
outside the booth!

  So ... my evening had become early morning, the wee hours after
midnight. I wasn't satiated. I was still horny. I was craving
pussy. I was thirsty, hot ... I got a soda from the machine and
left the video store. Part of me was hoping to find a cock
wandering the parking lot, something to suck-on while I waited
for Diane to return. I waited in my car, the inside light shining
red invitingly. After forty-five minutes without a cock or pussy
appearing, I left.

  I exited the expressway at Portland. I toured the east side of
town without sighting a wench. I proceeded to the north side,
found a smoker at Goodman. She stood against a wall, well fit in
jeans and sweat shirt. In one hand she held a beer, in the other
a lit cigarette. She alternately, dragged on the tobacco stick
and swilled the booze. I pulled up to the curb, lowering the
passenger side window, "Hey, Doll. Need a lift? .. a Shag?"

  She got into the passenger seat, swigging the last of her beer
then tossing the bottle against the wall, "Thanks. Gettin'
chilly." She took a final drag on her cigarette, tossing it aside
as she closed the door. I nodded, eyeing her dark hair, worn in a
braided tail. She carried the scent of booze and tobacco, it did
nothing to either further my excitement or end it. "So," she
said, reaching for my crotch, "Wa' Sup?" I pulled into a parking
lot behind a closed restaurant, it was rather secluded.

  I reached for her tits, she pulled away, "Money first, honey."
"Twenty bucks, suck your tits, finger your pussy, get you off," I
uttered. I dropped $20 into her lap, unfastening her pants at the
waist. She removed her shirt and bra, shimmying her ass as I
pulled her pants down. I rubbed two fingers along her petals as I
sucked one breast, then the next. I lapped my tongue over her
nipples. Squeezing and fondling one breast with my free hand as I
suckled it's twin.

  With two fingers worming their way into her moist folds, her
nipples harden ed, her breathing slowed.  "Ooh .. ahh .. O," she
moaned, "that's right. You got it, honey." ... lick ... worm ...
suck ... squeeze ... diddle ... I worked a third finger into her
pussy, thrusting them hard, deep, slamming my knuckles against
her mound. Her tits were coated with my spittle, their soft
flesh, like clay. I had an urge to force myself onto her, thrust
my hard dick bare into her womanhood ... I didn't ... I wanted
more ... someone ....

  "GOD! Dammit!," she cried, grabbing my hand, pulling it toward
her, "DO IT! Christ, don't fuckin' stop." Then, grabbing my hand,
clamping it to her tit, "Suck It. Fuck Me. Fuck!" She shuddered,
my fingers became wet ... the scent of her sweet juice filled the
car, removing any hint of booze and tobacco. She smiled as I
enthusiastically cleaned my fingers, then rubbed her petals and
mound with my hand, gathering up all the remnants of her orgasm.

  She took my hand and licked her juice from it before french
kissing me! "I should'a paid you," she said. She dressed as I
settled back into the driver's seat and started the car. She
asked me to take her home, I did and she told me to come back
anytime ... I forget her name and the house. I was much more
horny now, more eager to fuck, take a wench home to my bed. I
left the northside of town proceeding to the westside.   On the
westside of town, many a wench were working the blocks. I took a
tour, wanting to find Tracy or Nancy ... they weren't to be
found. I spied a full-bodied brunette at Plymouth, she was
squatting to pee. I slowed the car's advance, admiring the
action, longing to lick her slit and it's companion hole. She
wiped herself with the edge of her shirt, the part she tucked
into her pants as she stood. I pulled-up to her, lowering the
window.

  She got in, "Hey. What's Up?"  I told her I wanted to take her
to my place, eat her pussy, eat her ass, "Fuck you 'til we're
exhausted. In the morning, I'll pay you eighty bucks and, after
breakfast, take you home."  "It's late, but I don't spend the
night. We can go to my place if you like."  "Nah. More
comfortable at my place."   "Well, we can park someplace, fuck in
the car."  "I only have forty on me."  "That's fine."  I drove to
the club (where this night-turned-to-day had started), parked in
the back lot.

  "I'm Michelle," she told me as I handed her the forty bucks. I
told her my name as I removed my pants. She removed one of her
sneakers, drew off one pant leg, then removed her shirt and bra.
She played with her tits, licking her lips, while admiring my
stiff prick. "Mmm, nice," she remarked, leaning toward my lap.
Her mouth was gloriously warm and wet. She easily engulfed my
five inch length and it's one inch girth. She fondled my balls
and inserted one, two, fingers into my greasy ass.

  I fucked her mouth with my rod as she fucked my ass with her
fingers. ... slurp ... shup ... grunt ... gurgle ... shunt ...
gagg ... "Mmm. Yum," she moaned, swallowing my rod.  "Ohm. Ahm,"
I followed, her fingers filled my ass, fucking me. My cock filled
her mouth, fucking her. "Yes! Oh, shit, baby. Fuck your mouth, oh
yeah."   "Huhm. Uh-Ah. Nnn. Honey, cum for me."  "Not yet. Gonna
fuck," I pulled her head from my cock, drawing her toward the
passenger seat.

  Her fingers were expelled from my ass as she was shoved toward
the seat beside me. She had a look of utter disappointment,
resentment upon her face. She curled her lips, turned her eyes.
"Gonna, fuck you," I said. As she'd done, I removed one sneaker
and drew off one pant leg. Her left leg was free of her pants, my
right leg free of mine. Then, I stroked my hardened dick, wet
with her saliva. I drew her seat back and reclined it, nearly
flat.

  I lifted her leg, placed my lips to her unmoist petals. "Hey,"
she objected, "gotta pay for that."  "Ah, shut up. You got paid.
You're dry. And, you know witch, you were gonna cheat me. So Shut
The Fuck Up." I commenced to eating her pussy. I ate ravenously.
... lick ... slurp ... suck ... slip ... tongue ... finger ...
two ... "Ooh," she moaned.  "Yes. Make you wet, witch."  ...
wiggle ... slip ... suck ... slurp ... "Yeah, witch. Here we go,"
I spoke as I climbed atop her, inserting my bare cock into her
slopping wet cunt.

  "OH Shit! Wait," she cried as I thrust.  "No," I answered,
"Don't sweat it. I .. m .. not .. oh .. jesus ... fuck ...
christ," I gasped as she squeezed my pistoning cock with her hot
wet box.  "Don't cum in me. Fuck me, cum on my face, not in me!"
 "Yeah, witch. Yeah! Oh, Fuck!" The car was rocking on it's
wheels. Beneath us, the seat groaned. Our bodies became slippery
with sweat, the windows became fogged.

  I was very near to bursting. I took one tit in hand, another in
mouth. She held my head to her silky joyous globe, "Oh, that's it
honey. Suck my tit. Like it .. oh, shit."  ... thrust ... suck
... squeeze ... grind ... fondle ... "OH," I uttered as she
wormed two fingers into my ass hole, matching my thrusting cock
in her cunt.  "You like that, honey. Yeah, I know. Come On, Fuck.
Want it on my face, honey!" Christ, I was ready, it was time ...!

  I pulled my cock from her pussy. As the head cleared the
petals, meeting her hairy mound, my hold over the jet began to
loosen. The first beads of cum dropped to her mound. I moved
forward, sliding along her body, gritting my teeth with the
effort of holding back my spray. A line of cum spit from my dick,
striking her abdomen. I drew myself up on my knees, she slid
downward, bringing her face toward my raging prick.

  There was no will to hold back my orgasm any longer. I shot!
The first lines coated her tits. Further cum pooled in her open
mouth, the last of it covered her face. She wiped her face with
her hands, opening her eyes. Then she swallowed, gulping loudly,
before squeezing more cum from my still hard dick, with her cum
covered hand. She swallowed every drop before engulfing my
softening cum covered cock into her mouth.

  She cleaned my cock with her still warm, wet, glorious mouth. I
climbed from her, settling back into the driver's seat. I watched
as she licked her cum coated hand clean. She scooped up the cum
from her tits, belly and mound. My cock flinched stiff as she
licked her hands clean, a cat cleaning herself! You know I kept
her name, number and address after I dropped her off!

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