Message-ID: <50987asstr$1113984603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: "Spawn Of Satan" <imbeingrepressed@gmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1113942432.512801.323870@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Tue, 19 Apr 2005 20:27:17 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com; posting-host=216.248.99.34; posting-account=8S0fnA0AAADInMtiPIB1ei8UzPwZ6mwa Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 19 Apr 2005 13:27:12 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Memoires Of A One Movie Stand p 7 and 8 Lines: 63 Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2005 04:10:03 -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/Year2005/50987> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw Story by Laika Jade Part 7: Satisfaction After washing every nook and cranny of her body and making frequent returns to circle the magic spot without crossing into the magic spot, she was dying to climax again, but I had other plans. I picked her up and carried her out of the tub. She asked no questions and offered no resistance. She just stared deeply into my eyes. The message she conveyed to me was that she wanted whatever was next and she trusted me and was ready. I carried her out of the bathroom and into the living room and laid her out on the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. The room was dark except for the scant light that leaked in from the bathroom and kitchen. I gathered some logs and kindling to start a fire. Thirley didn't make a sound or move a muscle except to follow me with her eyes. I lit a match and look over at Thirley as the dim light briefly illuminated her body. I put the match to the kindling, stood aside and watched Thirley as the fire grew and gradually bathed her in its warm glow like the morning light of the rising sun. The glow of the fire cast deep shadows across her body amplifying the soft curves of her body. My little fawn still made no movement or sound as I admired her. I don't know how long this went on like this, but eventually the time was right. I knelt down beside her and gave her a deep passionate kiss. While we were kissing I began to caress the green fruit of her body until she became moist again. I kissed my way down her body and licked the juice from her supple fruit. I spread her legs slightly and guided my shaft into her. She gasped lightly as I pushed deeper. I kissed her on each of her eyelids. Momentarily I found my rhythm and her gasps kept time. Soon after Thirley began to match my thrusts with her own and we were making sweet music together. We were one being, each perfectly in time with the other. Suddenly I felt her tense up; the rise and fall of her chest quickened. The spasm of her orgasm around my member put me over the edge and I climaxed. We lie entwined together and held each other in our stupor. A short while later after cleaning up again, we retired to bed and snuggled the night away sneaking in an occasional kiss. This would be our daily routine for the next two months until the filming was finished. We realized on that day that our time in paradise was finished. Part 8: Goodbyes The morning of our last day together. Thirley confessed,"I've never made love to a man before you. All my past lovers were just stupid boys who would get their rocks off and be over with it. I've never been in love before now." "We'll see each other again, soon," I offered, but I knew that it would be hard since our schedules didn't bring us anywhere near each other for the foreseeable future. I thought that I should be strong for her though. We made our promises to write and meet again as soon as possible and said our final private goodbyes to each other. I never fell in love with another woman after Thirley, even though I would have many more loves and lovers. Thirley was my first little angel and will always remain the closest to my heart. I never had the opportunity to make love to Thirley again after we finished that movie, but we did keep in touch and remained close friends for many years. I got a letter from Thirley last week; she wants me to meet her daughter, Charly. They are coming to visit tomorrow. It is Charly's ninth birthday and Thirley and I have arranged a special present for her. That will be a story for another time, though. (C)2005 Laika Jade. 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