Message-ID: <52427asstr$1131401404@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: "Paris" <the_panda@hotmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1131390834.528812.179150@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 7 Nov 2005 19:14:00 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 X-HTTP-UserAgent: Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 6.0; Windows NT 5.1; SV1),gzip(gfe),gzip(gfe) Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com; posting-host=68.112.52.193; posting-account=ETAnMAwAAACZ7LDgGAo6GyW8wGM2nWUH X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 7 Nov 2005 11:13:54 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} The Gathering 48 of 53 Lines: 411 Date: Mon, 07 Nov 2005 17:10:04 -0500 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/Year2005/52427> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw Chapter 48 - Dutch and Helen, Continued. "Oh, hey," Dutch said as he continued to regale Helen with some of the women he was currently active with. "I almost forgot Cynthia, she works in my wife's office, we did her together and I guess Rosa hits on her from time to time, and you, of course," he smiled at her, "the lovely horny Helen." Dutch smiled at her and she smiled back. "All those women," Helen said and sighed, "and still hard . . . well maybe not at the moment, but . . ." "That's true, looking at you and your loveliness will get me going every time." "I think I've said this before, but I like the way you look at me," she told him. You have this knack of making me hot and keeping me that way long after we're finished." "That's interesting," he told her and meant it. "Want to help me recover?" "Certainly," she answered with a lewd grin. "Shall I go down on you again?" "I'd rather see you masturbate for me." "Umm, kind of embarrassing, you know?" "You said that the last time. Pretend I'm not here, that you're all alone. Say . . . at a private swimming pool or something." Helen adjusted her body so that her legs were swinging over the side of the bed. "Turn some music on," she said. And he found a music channel on the TV. "Jazzy," she crooned more to herself than to him. "I like jazzy," and started tapping her foot to the beat of the drummer. "Let's see, I guess I should think of something naughty." "Like my cock, for instance?" He laughed, but was thinking, 'last time she got right into it, what's she up to?' "Like your cock, yeah, or maybe someone else's," she smiled to herself as her mind sought the proper image. He never learned just what it was that got her started, but suddenly she smirked and closed her eyes and slowly let herself fall backward onto the mattress, her head resting on the pillow, her hands pinching the edges. In her mind's eye, a lifeguard from her seventeenth summer materialized and leaned over to kiss her. The imaginary kiss seemed so real that Helen actually felt her lips tingle as his lips pressed against hers. And the tingle soared when his tongue entered her mouth. Helen had had this daydream many times since that day she first set eyes on her dream lover. After the masturbatory bliss had faded, she often wondered what ever became of him and dreamed of those possibilities too, although with far less satisfaction. The tingle sparked again and shot through her nervous system to her nipples and lower, drawing her attention to other parts of her body. And still smirking, she spread her fingertips over her breasts and began making light, circular motions with her hands. Her palms lightly chaffed her nipples and she moaned softly. "Now you're getting into it," Dutch said and felt himself beginning to grow. Helen's fingertips circled the tops of her breasts with her palms occasionally brushing against the undersides. Her skin flushed with color and a welcome tingling pleasure, most of which tended to end up between her legs. Her breathing shortened and she allowed her head to tilt back. She moaned and unconsciously put a hand out to grasp the back of the imaginary man's head. Then grabbed a nipple and rolled it lightly between her thumb and forefinger, moaning her pleasure and moved to insert a finger from the other hand into her hole. Dutch resolved to have her bring a small clit vibrator to the next meeting. 'See if she can squirt and if so how much. Helen in the meantime was imagining her lifeguard kissing the center of her throat, and her body tensed further and flexed in greeting the imaginary lover. A second finger quickly joined the first, doubling the stimulation. The fingers hooked a little and began rubbing firmly into the nerves on the sides of her pussy walls while moving in and out. Her hips jerked up and forward in response, causing her fingers to lose contact with her clit momentarily. She quickly found her button again and abandoning her nipple for the moment sent several fingers pumping into herself at a faster pace. Helen was now panting in exertion and flexing the muscles of her legs constantly when Dutch began rubbing his erection over her stiffened nipples. Suddenly Helen stopped, pulled her fingers from herself and briefly considered tasting herself, but blanched a bit and sat up instead. "Did you come?" Dutch asked. "Umm, yes, a little one, but very nice," she murmured. Her legs were still wide apart and he could see her glistening cunt quite clearly. Dutch studied her. Both her cuntal lips and those of her mouth seemed swollen. In fact, he thought that right them she resembled the actress Angela Jolie, especially around the mouth. He took her hand and drew the masturbating fingers into his mouth, doing what she was unable to do. "You have a very distinctive flavor," he told her. She started at him, wondering if she should have tasted them and decided she could do that later without a witness. "Now I've told you about my women. Tell me about yours." "What?" She asked in surprise, "What do you mean, my women?" "Oh, c'mon, you've never had an intimate moment with another woman? As gorgeous as you are, no one has ever hit on you, or tried to seduce you, or in fact actually seduced you? Or for that matter have you ever seduced a woman?" "Umm," she licked her succulent lips and said, "Well, yes . . . but I'd rather not talk about it." "I'd rather you did," he mimicked her tone and words. "Come on, Dutch, let it go!" "No, I won't let it go. Now c'mon, out with it!" "Oh, all right, but only if you touch me while I tell you," she said with a childish pout. "That seems reasonable enough," he replied and joined her on the bed, letting his large hand drape over her left breast. His thumb lightly flicked the turgid nipple and caused her to draw in her breath. "It was during the Christmas holiday, I was just sixteen. I was visiting my cousin Katrine. She lived on a farm in Oregon. I had only recently been on my first date and had my first serious kiss, so I had nothing with which to really compare what happened." His hand was tracing a lazy circle around her belly-button and caused Helen to shiver with delight. "That's so nice. You can be so gentle at times and other times . . ." "I'm a wild animal?" "Yes . . . an animal." "So this Katrine . . .?" "One evening she caught me by surprise and kissed me. No tongue, but her lips were so soft . . . soft and tender, completely different than the one's I'd shared with . . . that's funny, I can see his face, but can't recall his name." Dutch thought Helen beautiful even when at a moment like this with a frown on her face. 'It had character,' he told himself, 'character.' "And," Helen continued, "She even kissed differently. "I am going to get the entire story," he thought, and kissed her other nipple. "Oh!" Helen gasped, startled by the kiss. "Well it . . . Katrine's kiss wasn't as passionate as that one of yours, but horrifyingly different." "Horrifying?" "Well, yes . . ." His finger was moving slowly downward between her breasts and Helen was almost overcome with the sensations it was leaving in its wake. "Jesus . . . that feels good!" She moaned and reaching for his rigid member, gave it a squeeze. "I wanted to say something to her," Helen said after recovering her senses, "like you know, can we really do this? But that didn't seem appropriate, because we were alone in the house, so of course we could do it." "What resulted was that while I was trying to figure out what to do, my cousin kissed me again and suddenly I didn't feel as if I had to ask her if we could really do this anymore. I felt reassured somehow that it was all right and a fast rising lust to explore further into these dangerous, forbidden waters took hold of me." "Katrine's hands ran over my chest. It was the first time anyone had touched me there sexually. Then she unbuttoned my blouse and caressed my skin which was already on fire. I felt my bra strap go slack and then she was circling my areole and when I moaned as I must have for as you know, my breasts are ultra sensitive, she turned to my nipples and sucked them to hardness. I wanted to do the same for her, but didn't and eventually we fell asleep in each other's arms. And that was as far as we got. I was called home the following day after having made plans to go on a picnic together, where I had intended to go much further with my exploration. I never got that close with another woman. And that's the truth," she said eyes glaring. "You never saw her again?" Dutch asked gently. "Oh, yes, I did, at my wedding. I might have gone to hers but I was in Europe and, well Katrine's wedding was on rather short notice, if you know what I mean?" "I want to ask you a very personal question," he said looking directly into her eyes. "And what, may I ask was that last one?" "Don't get all haughty with me," he said, "perhaps I phrased it wrong." "Oh, ask away," she said and then giggled. "You know my most intimate secrets now anyway." "Do you ever think about being with another woman?" "I don't know the answer to that. I mean, I have thought of it, of course, but have I pursued the thought? No, quite frankly, I have not. I have, for instance, seen an X-rated film with two or three women having sex and found it . . . interesting. But I was more aroused when the men entered the picture." "What if I told you I could arrange for you to be with, say, me and another woman? Would you consider it?" "You want an answer right now?" "No, I want you to consider it and to take your time before answering me." "All right, I'll think about it. How about my answering you the next time we meet?" "That's fine," he said, "That's perfect." "Umm, do you know who the woman would be?" "My fiancé is a good possibility. Her name is Rosa." "And what about now?" Helen said leaving an infinite number of possibilities open. "What about now?" He replied in turn. "What would you like?" And bowing from the waist, he added, "How might I pleasure you?" Helen laughed at that and took a moment before answering. "Well, there was something you did the last time. . ." "And that was?" "Umm . . . it sounds disgusting and is probably degrading as hell, but would you urinate on me again?" It was more of a request than a question and he nodded affirmatively and she sighed contentedly. "I'd be happy to oblige the lady's request he said and tugged her off the bed. "This time I'll think we'll use the bathroom." With his hand on her ass, they sauntered into the bathroom and he helped her get into the tub. Helen sat down when he indicated that was what he wanted her to do. Dutch stood just outside the tub and offered his cock to her. She took him in hand and said, "Anytime you're ready, fire away." It took him a minute to convince his penis that he wanted it to piss rather than fuck, but the message got there and suddenly he let fly a stream of golden droplets that Helen directed to her breasts, moaning delightedly as his piss grew in force and titillated her nipples. Then, with a wild look in her eyes, she had him piss on her belly and mons, but he didn't have all that much available and was soon down to a light trickle which she took in her mouth, gave a quick suck and swallowed the balance of his urine. "Oh, that was totally depraved!" she shouted gleefully. "Next time I want the entire piss to be between my legs!" And then she shrieked delightedly, for Dutch had stiffened to his hardest and was jerking this way and that, like a stallion waiting to be put to serving a mare. She hopped out of the tub and with the urine flying all over the room, said, "Get in! Get in! I want to do you now." Dutch obliged her, climbing in and lying back with his head at the opposite end from the faucets. Helen got in and squatted over his chest, she was facing him. She smiled as she waited for her stream to begin and laughed aloud the very moment it did so, splashing onto his abdomen with great velocity. The very heat of her caused him to groan aloud as she had earlier. Taking a quick look behind her, Helen redirected the brunt of her flowing stream onto his cock and balls. She took a great deal longer than he had, but confined her pissing to his lower body and when she was finished, he grasped her waist and moved her so that her pussy was directly over his face and he pulled her cunt down upon him and licked the last vestiges of her urine away, and in the process brought her to the edge of a climax. "Get up and into the shower!" He ordered brusquely. Helen moved quickly for she was a natural sub although she didn't know it yet. He bounded into the shower after her and turned on the cold water, shocking her with its full force and shielding his body from most of it using her body as a barrier. Only after she had screamed and jumped up and down did he relent and add some hot water to the flow and then Helen relaxed against him, holding his penis in her hand and stroking it with fast short movements of her wrist. He didn't want to come that way and told her so and they lathered one another to cleanse the urine off themselves. Helen did begin to rub herself against his erection though, making Dutch still hornier than he already was and that caused him to think of a means of evening the score and almost took her there in the shower, but at the very last second, he decided to take her ass instead. The hot water started to run out and Helen wanting no part of the ice-cold water that had greeted her on entering the shower scampered out and ran to the bedroom with a towel in her hand. He joined her a minute later, having stopped to turn off the shower and search for another clean towel. After drying themselves, he spoke to her with authority in his voice. "All right, now I'm going to deflower you." She laughed, "All right and where will this . . . deflowering take place?" she appeared to be delighted with herself as well as him. "Right here and now," he said, his tone was softer and it was a relaxed Helen that sank onto the bed and lying on her back, held her legs in the air and asked, "Will this position suit you, kind sir?" He didn't answer except to place two fingers into her, with his thumb grazing over her clit. "Huh! Huh!" Helen panted, quickly reaching a high level of arousal. Removing his hand from her vulva, he caressed her face with it and whispered, I'm going to squeeze some KY Jelly on you. It might be cold, but not anywhere like the shower, all right?" "Sure lover, anything you want, baby," she cooed and waved her legs in the air. Stick a finger in your ass, baby," he said. Helen rolled over and got onto her hands and knees and found her asshole, only to have Dutch move her hand away and deposit a dollop of lubricant on the rosy bud. She then placed the finger at her lubed entrance and sent it in to the second knuckle. "Oh . . . well that didn't hurt at all," she said and seemed delighted with the result, moving the finger slowly in and out as he moved in close to her. "Christ, you smell so fuckin' good, he growled as he sniffed at her anus while holding her finger embedded in her ass. Helen tensed up. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," he told her. But the second his tongue made contact with her anus, she went rigid. He ignored it and ran his tongue up and down the length of her crack before using his thumbs to open her rectum wide and inserting his tongue. Gradually she forced herself to relax, for the exuberant feelings soaring through her would not permit anything else. "My God, that's sensational!" Helen panted, trying to turn and see just what he was doing. He managed to wiggle his muscle inside her and brought on a trembling that Helen couldn't stop. His wet, soft mouth brought her to a fast orgasm; a wickedly sensual orgasm that caused Helen to command herself to his every whim. She was his and wanted it that way and told him so. "Oh, my God! Loverman, my loverman, do anything you want to me! I've never dreamed of feeling this . . . " She couldn't think of the appropriate word and settled for reaching back and spreading her cheeks further than he had, hoping to better enjoy his wet, probing kisses. She moaned when he slipped two well-lubed fingers into her while he moved his magnificent tongue to her pussy. Helen braced herself with one hand and pulled her nipple taut with the other, marveling in sensations she had never endured before. His hands felt utterly wonderful as they stroked her flanks while he fingered and tongued her. "Gonna cum again . . ." She murmured as she pushed her cunt at his face. "C'mon baby, that's it . . . just like that . . . right there, don't move . . . just like that sweet baby . . . you're gonna make me cum if keep doing that . . . just like that, just like . . . OH, oh, now, bite it now! And she did as soon as Dutch abandoned her pussy and licked the rim of her ass while plunging two fingers up her shitter to the third knuckle. "OHMUHGOD! OHMUHGOD! OHMUHGOD!" Helen roared as her climax, a shattering climax, began to slam into her. She was squealing, grunting, and screaming. Then Dutch, having already rehearsed his actions when she reached this point, bit down on her clit and Helen saw fireworks. Her stomach sucked in, her body went stiff, and she came on like the apocalypse in high gear. He waited patiently for her to come to her senses once more and then told her, "I'm not finished." She responded with a very weak, "Oh?" and then purred contentedly as he stroked her behind, occasionally slipping a finger into her pussy and then sending it into her ass, which had opened considerably from his earlier fingering. "Feel good?" He asked. "Yeah, I feel good. And that's putting it mildly." She kissed his cheek and neck, sucking gently at the latter, hoping to leave a mark, her mark, on him. He added another finger and worked them round and round her anus. "Oh, fuck, that feels good." "Does your husband fuck your ass?" "Are you crazy? He's never even touched my rear end." "Well I'm about to fuck your ass, are you ready?" "I don't know if I'll ever be ready, as you put it, but okay, let's do it." While Dutch put the finishing touches of lubricant on his thick cock, Helen reached behind her and pulled her cheeks open to provide him with a clear target to her hole. He took twenty-five minutes prepping her before concluding her anus was ready for him. "Get ready," he growled and she couldn't help but tense up at hearing him. That didn't matter, for Dutch was pushing into her and gaining with each slow methodical thrust. Helen's face was now a wild, eerie grimace, but she held herself open for him and even tried to push back at him as he pushed into her. She felt as though his member was going to burst through her rectum at any second and so it was with great trepidation that she continued helping him work deeper into her. The stretching was unlike anything she had ever experienced and suddenly a fear enveloped her, a fear that he would do irreparable damage to her and she started to protest - to tell him he'd done enough --- to end it. But before the words left her mouth, she felt his belly slap against her, once, twice and by the third slap she knew he had it all inside her and the fear evaporated. "Now it should begin to feel good," she thought. And it did. For suddenly instead of the stretching pain a myriad of titillating sensations, like electric shocks, vibrated from where? At first Helen thought the sensations originated from her cunt, but that wasn't plausible, was it? She squirmed around on his pole and was inundated with the pleasant vibrating feelings and when he moved inside her they increased in intensity. "Does it still hurt, baby?" He inquired and she shook her head, then turned and managed to lean forward enough to kiss her and she nearly swooned at the contact. A moment later she was chattering away at him, giving him a kind of blow by blow description of her feelings, ending with, "and I love your cock in me!" "Do you now?" He shook his head and sent sweat flying in all directions. "Well let me give you a really good ass fucking, then." "Oh, yeah! Fuck my ass! Fuck it good!" Her pleading was loud and urgent and Dutch responded in kind. She sensed his buttocks clench and he began to pump in and out of her, his pistoning cock withdrawing nearly its entire length before thrusting deep and hard into her again. Helen felt as though her insides were turning into a boiling squishiness and the sense of bursting returned, but the fear did not. She wanted him to pummel her, she thought she could take everything he had and possibly more as he rammed repeated into her. The room was filled with their grunts and the soft smacking of his belly against her ass. He pounded into her, the fierceness of his thrusting knocking the breath from her. His bottom began bucking like a rabbit's, his strokes short and hard. She somehow managed to get her right hand underneath herself and was strumming her clit as if playing the final bars of "Dueling Banjos." Then with one final thrust he gave a great cry and she felt his cum spurting into her hole. She came again, in an overwhelming burst of pleasure that filled her whole being. He laid on top of her, covering her body, his buttocks giving an occasional quiver that sent more sensations through her cunt while she held him in her, her fingers digging into the hard white globes of his butt, trying to keep the shrinking cock inside her. After a while they disentangled and lay together, she, cradled in his arm, her head on his chest, while her hand fondled and played with his now flaccid cock. When at length he spoke it was a question, "Have you considered what I said earlier? About being with a woman?" Helen raised herself on one elbow and kissed his nose then moved to taste his mouth. She slid down his body and put the tip of her tongue into the depression of his belly-button. His cock began to harden and grow in her hand. "I thought I had until our next meeting," she said, "but I have been thinking about it, although there hasn't been much time for coherent thought, you know." They laughed at that since it was true. And she bent to take his stiff thick cock into her mouth. And after sucking him hard for five minutes and with his fingers churning away in her cunt, she took him from her mouth and said, "All right, your fiancé then, bring her to our next rendezvous. " He sought her mouth and kissed her hard; fingering her faster still and she came quickly, not hard, but climaxed nonetheless. "You two are going to like each other," he groaned as he ejaculated into her waiting mouth, which was open like a baby birds. "Oh, very much . . . ." he groaned again. 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