Message-ID: <56791asstr$1193011802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: nntp.scnresearch.com!news.scnresearch.com.POSTED!not-for-mail NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 21 Oct 2007 16:05:44 -0500 From: bluepen <bluepen43@yahoo.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <ug4qh315fnj2ne4ep6nvjmnf4uq6duk5pl@4ax.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Usenet-Provider: http://www.giganews.com X-AuthenticatedUsername: NoAuthUser X-DMCA-Complaints-To: abuse@scnresearch.com X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers X-Abuse-and-DMCA-Info: Otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly X-Postfilter: 1.3.36 X-Spam-Prev-Subject: Troy and Natalie Chapter One X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 22 Oct 2007 13:12:30 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} Troy and Natalie Chapter One X-Original-Subject: [spam 6.7] Troy and Natalie Chapter One Lines: 409 Date: Sun, 21 Oct 2007 20:10:02 -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/Year2007/56791> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw Natalie walked down the produce aisle, her bare, shapely legs propelling her along at a leisurely pace as she pushed the shopping cart. In the cart seat sat a boy of about three with a large, red sucker in his mouth. Natalie had long, dark hair and flashing green eyes, full lips and a shapely figure. Large engagement and wedding rings occupied the ring finger of her slender left hand. Natalie was not without her flaws, of course, but she made every effort to hide them. Having a baby was rarely without a price and she had paid with some flab in her stomach and some sag in her 36C tits, but overall she had been pretty much unscathed by the ordeal. She walked with a certain sway, slowly scanning shelves for what she needed, taking up time as her son made a mess of his face with the sucker. Internally she did not feel nearly as good as she looked on the outside. Her husband of five years was not the man she had married right out of college. Jack had been an athlete, playing football and majoring in partying when she had met him and rock hard in every department. They had dated and married right out of school, him receiving a good job with his father's accounting firm. She had started teaching and then had little "Jack Junior" a couple of years later. Over the five years of married life his sedentary life style and large lunches had caught up with him. He had gained nearly a hundred pounds and at the same time his sex drive had plummeted. Now, he came home, had dinner, a couple of beers and fell asleep in front of the TV. It was astounding how quickly he had fallen apart, she reflected. The last time they had had sex had been nearly a year ago and she was perplexed as to what to do. She had tried to get him to exercise, diet and even bribed him with a blow job for each five pounds he lost, but to no avail. He had just gained the weight back. His father was also a large, overweight man who did little but work and spend time watching sports. Like father like son, she thought as she walked down the produce aisle. She looked at the large cucumbers and thought about them and their shape and what it may feel like deep in her. She had a small collection of toys at home, but a real cock always felt better than a toy, no matter how lifelike. Ahead of her at the beverage section was a tall, well built young man wearing a pair of short cutoffs and a muscle shirt; lust bubbled in her brain as she looked at his young, firm body. She admired him for a moment and then he turned and she recognized him; it was Troy, a former student hers who had graduated two years before. She thought he had gone off to college, but this was summer vacation. "Troy?" she said as she neared him. He had a small basket in his right hand with a few cans in it. Troy was just over six feet tall and well built, tanned and well muscled. While not possessing perfect looks he was pleasant, had a nice smile and deep blue eyes to go with his bleached blond hair. He was a picture of the all American boy. "Oh, hi Mrs. Long, how are you?" He smiled at her, his eyes on her tits and she returned the smile, blushing slightly as she felt the affect he was having on her breasts and pussy. Her nipples hardened quickly, poking through the light material of her sun dress and she could feel a moistness in her pussy. "Fine, just fine," she said, smiling at him. "This must be Jack junior," he said, looking at her son. Liam smiled back at him and help up the sucker he had been licking. "Say hello baby," she said. "Hi," Jack said, smiling with red colored lips. "Boy he sure has grown fast," he said. "I remember seeing him at graduation." "How is school?" she asked him. His face clouded. "School had to wait. My dad got laid off and my mom is sick. I'm working construction for the time being," he said. It was not what she wanted to hear. Troy was a more than a better then average student; he was a gifted artist and writer. She had had him in her Senior English class and had really enjoyed her interaction with him. She had had some illicit thoughts about more than one student, but he was the only one she had actually fantasized about while masturbating. She had had some of the best orgasms of her life fantasizing about him between her legs. "Oh, that's too bad," she said. "Have you looked into scholarships?" "Yeah, but they are never enough," he said. "Have you been drawing and painting?" "Some," he said. "I would love to see what you have been doing sometime," she said. "Sure," he said. Then she remembered that her husband had not mowed the lawn in over a week, the hedge needed trimming and there garage needed to be cleaned out. "Would you like to do some work for me?" "Sure, what?" "Some yard work and stuff," she said. "I can pay." He hesitated. "Look, I know you need the money and I need work done. We can talk about school at the same time, OK?" He finally nodded. "Great, call me OK?" she asked writing her cell number on the back of a coupon from her purse. He took it and put it in his wallet. They walked around the store as she picked up more things, talking about people they both new, finally parting in the parking lot. As an afterthought she bought the makings for real lemonade and chocolate chip cookies. Something told her she could use them when he came over. It was just for yard work, she kept telling herself as she watched him get into the old Toyota pickup and drive away, her body already calling for attention. Natalie put the groceries away and made lunch for Jack and then put him down for a nap. Closing the door of his room she walked into the master bedroom and slipped out of her sun dress, leaving only her light bra and white panties. Slipped her panties off she pushed her tits up and out of the bra. From her bedside stand drawer she took a large, purple vibrating cock-shaped dildo and some lube. She lay down on her back on her bed, putting a towel under her as she spread her legs and applied lube to her pussy lips, which were already swollen. She turned the dildo on and placed the head of the dildo against the wet, seeping opening of her pussy, letting out a long sigh and little moan she pushed the dildo into her pussy. The vibration of the dildo rippled through her pussy and clit, making her quiver. In her mind's eye she thought about what Troy would look like naked, how his lips would taste, his strong, hard chest and stomach against her tits and belly as he kissed her, his hands caressing her back, ass and legs with his warm, strong hands. She kissed him deeply, her loins burning, desiring his cock in her as she spread her legs. As he entered her in her fantasy she thrust the dildo deeper, spreading her cunt walls as she quivered and a sheen of sweat appeared on her body. The dildo stroked deeper as she fucked herself with it, her left hand on her right nipple, pinching and twisting it almost cruelly as the dildo penetrated her deepest place, the vibration causing her to grow wetter and wetter, her back arching as she neared her first orgasm. In her mind Troy was fucking her, his strong hips and thighs stroking his large cock deeper and deeper into her cunt, hitting bottom, imparting both pleasure as well as pain. Fucking herself harder and faster she moaned and then, as she orgasmed, cried out his name as her back arched and her legs spread even wider. She left the large dildo deep inside, letting it fill her as she turned the vibration down to a lower level, relaxing, covered in sweat. Slowly, with care she started fucking herself again, feeling the intense pleasure of it as she worked herself closer and closer to a second orgasm. It was not often she needed or even wanted a second orgasm, but today, with her lust for Troy occupying her mind she needed the release. Turning up the vibrator she gasped. The pleasure was almost painful, it was so intense as she worked the large dildo in and out of her pussy. Her body was rigid and sweat pooled on her skin as she whimpered and moaned. In her mind Troy now had her on her knees and was feeding her his large, perfectly shaped cock, and she caressing his balls as she licked and sucked on his cock. He tasted great and the feel of his cock in her mouth was heaven. His hips pumped and she let him fuck her mouth as she fucked herself with the large, purple dildo. As she neared her second and even more devastating climax her body went rigid and her legs came together, the large dildo buried in her cunt. In her mind she was Troy was coming into her mouth, filling it with his sweet, hot cum as she swallowed all of it. Her second orgasm swept through her body, her back arched and her legs trembling as she came and came, unable to make a sound as the feelings filled her body and mind, carrying her away to anther place. Finally, slowly, she tried to relax, but left the dildo deep in her, letting her pussy recover before trying to take it out. Slowly, with care, she slipped it out of her pussy, gasping as it collapsed back to its normal shape. She got up and took the dildo into the bathroom with her and into the shower, where she washed the sweat and juices from her body and the dildo. That evening she and her husband were invited to a party at the local country club. She wanted to look her best, even if her husband had had to have his tux let out again to get into it. She looked at her body in the full length mirror after she dried. Her tits were still nicely shaped, if a little less perky than before, her belly not as flat and her ass a little wider, but overall she was still very sexy, she decided. Her nipples were not too large, but nice and pink and given to being erect most of time. She was noticing a few lines around her eyes and mouth, but nothing too devastating. Sighing, she heard her son calling for her and put on a robe to go tend to him. The party started at about six and they were a little late due to the babysitter's bad timing. She wore a new black dress that showed her figure well, including a view 0of a good part of her tits and the curve of her hips. The party was put on by a large company that her husband did work for and she was introduced to the president of the company and several of its higher officers. One of them, a dapper man in an expensive new tux and with a very friendly manner asked her to dance and she said yes. Her husband spend most of his time making love to the buffet and beer while discussing sports with several other men. The man took several small liberties with his hands as they danced and held her just a little closer than necessary, but she enjoyed it. He smelled good and had a nice smile. After her activities that afternoon she was still a little hot and damp between her legs. She pushed back a little, feeling his hardness on her belly as she he caressed her left cheek a little with his hand. The song ended and she smiled at him and he bowed to her. She looked around and her husband was deep in conversation with someone over in the corner of the room. "Let me get you a drink," he said, leading her over to the bar, getting them both wine. "What's your name?" "Natalie," she said. "Paul Richards," he said. "You're Jack's wife, right?" "Yes, I am." "He's a good guy and a lucky one," he said, his gaze on her cleavage. "What do you do for the company?" she asked. "Sales promotion," he said. "Sounds exciting." "I do hope you're joking. It's a good job and I think I'm good at it, but is really isn't exciting," he said. "So, you a housewife?" "Part time; I teach high school English," she said. "You certainly look nothing like my high school teachers," he said. "That I will take as a compliment," she said, laughing. "What do you do for fun?" "Between work and my son I don't have a lot of time for fun." "Well, if you need some excitement in your life I have a boat we could go sailing on." "And my husband?" He shrugged and turned to greet someone who had just come up. She turned and detached herself from the man, feeling a little giddy and naughty as she did so. She and Jack had not attended a lot of these parties in the past. He had just been promoted at work and now was working with the more important people in the firm, making him more important. She danced several more times and finally, as the party was starting to wind down Paul found her again and they danced. Her husband was in the next room playing pool as Paul's hand brushed her breast and hand rested on her ass. She was just a little too drunk to resist him so she did not stop his caresses and no one else seemed to care. Finally, the party started to break up and Paul smiled, pressed his card into her hand with a smile. She returned it and left her to find her husband, who was still playing pool and smoking a large, foul smelling cigar, slipping the card into the side pocket of her small clutch purse. By the time she and her husband got into their car her pussy was wet and quivering with desire, her nipples hard. She knew he would fall asleep quickly and she would be able to finish herself off. She hated the smell of the cigar in the car and was relieved to get home. You are becoming quite the slut, she said to herself as she leaned her head back and dozed, thinking about Paul's card in her purse. Little Jack was still up and making noise when they got home and she had no chance to slake her desire before falling asleep next to her husband, who was snoring loudly, smelling of booze, sweat and cigar smoke. Frustrated, she fell asleep thinking about Troy and Paul. The life of a young mother with a small child is a busy one and Natalie was no exception. Jack was a lively, curious child and always into things. To help expend some of this energy this she regularly traded visits with a neighbor woman and her two children, a girl of two and boy of four several days a week. The house was convenient and easy to entertain kids in, with a large family room with games, toys and a TV. The kids could occupy themselves for quite a while there or outside on the swings and in the sandbox. As a result she and Angie, the neighbor, had a chance to have some adult conversation. It was another two weeks before school started and she had actually gotten a little bored that summer. She and Angie were a lot alike, even though Angie did not work outside the home, but had graduated with a degree in social studies teaching. She planned on going back to work when her kids went to school. They chatted about the kids and Angie reported on the status of her mother, who was in bad health. Her husband, an airline pilot, was out of town for the week. "What have you been up to? How was that party?" "Oh, it was fun." "In that dress I bet you got a lot of attention," Angie said, smiling and winking. Natalie had modeled the dress for her friend when she bought it. Natalie blushed. "You nasty thing, what happened?" She shrugged, blushing more. "A man?" "No, a woman, silly. Yeah, there was this guy." "Oh?" "Yeah, he has a boat." "Oh, a boat? And did he invite the whole family?" "Not that I could tell." Angie laughed, blushing a little herself. "You had a little encounter, didn't you?" Natalie smiled and winked at Angie. "Hmmm... this is interesting," Angie said,sipping more of the wine. "What about Louis? What was that?" Natalie asked, raising and eyebrow. "Hmmm, just a little dalliance," Angie said, blushing anew. "Well, as least I didn't kiss his little winky," Natalie said. "I was drunk, you know that." "I know. God knows what I would have done if we had been alone." "Still no sex?" Natalie said nothing, just making a face and drinking down her glass of wine. "Oh, sorry." Angie was five years older than Natalie but had been married about the same amount of time. Unlike her friend she and her husband still had a sex life, but she, like a lot of women, actually wanted more than they got from their husbands. Her husband spend a large portion of his working life flying large jet freighters around the world and was gone a lot. While he made very good money that she liked to spend it was not enough. She had succumbed to temptation one day when alone with a young, buff repairman at her house. She had never said why he was there, but the bottom line was that she had sucked his cock and let him finger fuck her to orgasm. She had never seen him again. There were other temptations, of course, but she had managed to avoid them, despite her desires. She and Natalie shared their frustration. The kids came running in and the conversation ended. Angie took her kids home a little later and Jack went down for a nap. As she entered the kitchen the phone rang. "Hi, this is Troy," he said. "Oh, good, you called!" "I was wondering if that offer of work is still open. We are between jobs and I could use some work." "Great. Can you come over in the morning?" "Sure, I'll be there." She hung up and went upstairs to her bed and her dildo, thinking about Troy. Troy arrived about nine in the morning. She still wore her robe and had nothing but a pair of panties under it when the door bell rang. Jack was in the back yard playing in the sand box. "Come in," she said. She stepped back for him to enter the house. Though not aware of it she had let the front of the robe gap, revealing most of her tits to her visitor, who drank them in with his hungry gaze. "So, you need work?" "The crew was laid off for a month at least," he said. "Well, the first thing is the lawn. The mower is in the garage. There is gas in the can. You know how to run one, right?" "I've been doing it since I was twelve," he said, smiling. He was close to her, could smell her perfume and musk. She blushed a little, her lions quivering for a moment. At that moment Jack ran in, interrupting them, tears running down his cheeks, having fallen down on the driveway and skinned his knee. He stepped back and went out the side door to the garage while she tended to her son. She wiped away his tears and then went upstairs where she put on a pair of short cutoffs and a sleeveless top, but no bra. Brushing her hair, she cleaned up quickly and put on a little makeup. He was about a quarter done with the front lawn as she watched from the windows, his bare back shiny with sweat. Smiling, she went back to housework. It was almost two hours later when he entered through the French doors that opened into the back yard, bare chested and sweaty. She had made lemonade for him and some sandwiches and he sat at the picnic table with Jack and her and wolfed down the food, while talking with Jack, who thought he was funny. After lunch Troy helped her trim the hedges around the back yard and rake out the flower beds that had been allowed to go pretty much fallow. He had ample opportunity to look down her top and look at her legs and ass. She was hot and sweaty, her pussy wet and throbbing as they put everything in a large pile in the back corner of the yard. During their work she noticed a bulge in his pants, one that was quite attractive to her. Jack was sound asleep on the floor in the family room when they entered and she carried him upstairs, closing his door. It was three in the afternoon and her husband had a late meeting that night. She met Troy at the bottom of the stairs. He looked her in the eye and she reached out to him,touching his broad, sweaty chest with her hand. He took her in his arms, sweat and all and they kissed deeply. It was everything she had thought it was. Her head swirled, her pussy throbbed and her hands grabbed his ass. For his part he kissed her deeply, his hands slipping under her shirt to her sweaty, slippery back, caressing her skin as his cock hardened and dug into her belly. He kissed her her neck, his hands pushing her shirt up and off, freeing her breasts, which he grabbed and squeezed, then sucked on, concentrating on her already erect nippples. She moaned and pulled his hair as he bit her nipples roughly. "Oh, Troy, oh, my God," she said. He pushed her back onto the steps, where he knelt between her legs and continued to worship her tits as she undid his cutoffs and pushed them down. His cock sprang out of the shorts like it had a mind of its own. Her hand caressed it, savoring the feel of the soft skin over the hard shaft, the feel of the head and the heft of his balls. He was larger than her husband and less than she had fantasized, but more than she had had before he had come over. She pushed him back and leaned down and took him in her mouth, savoring it, caressing it with her lips and tongue as he ran his hand through her blond hair. "Oh, man, that feels so good," he said. "Mmmff... " she said. She took as much in as she could, but was out of practice, unable to deep-throat him, but tried and gagged in the process. "Want to shower?" she asked, looking up from her work, her hand stroking his hard cock. "Oh, yeah," he said. As with many large homes there were three bathrooms, one downstairs and two upstairs. He grabbed his shorts and followed her to the bathroom off the hallway where they kissed and caressed as she started the water and adjusted the water temperature. They climbed in and began washing. Soap, hands, mouths and bodies melded under the hot water. He washed her tits, ass and pussy as she washed his cock and chest. They kissed and kissed, their lips locked together and their tongues wrestling and intertwined. He sucked her tits and she bit his nipples. He was hard as a rock in a moment and finally she lifted her leg and pulled his cock toward her pussy. His hard, thick cock slipped into her hot, wet pussy and she groaned through their kiss. He fucked her fast and hard and she grabbed his ass to hold on to. She moaned as he fucked her, her pussy on fire as he penetrated her. She had been thinking about this for two days and now she was getting it and getting it good. "Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, fuck!" she cried out as one of the fastest orgasms of her life flooded through her body. It was intense and hot, her cunt throbbing and her mind reeling as she came and came. "Oh, fuck, fuck," she moaned as she almost lost her footing. She slipped from his grasp and knelt in front of him. He grabbed her head and pressed his cock into her mouth. She quickly opened her mouth and sucked it down her throat, forgetting in herself, tasting her own juices as she sucked him. He grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth as she sucked him, his cock hard and throbbing in her mouth as she caressed his ass and balls. In her passion she managed to deep-throat him without thinking about it. "My God, that feels so good," he said, shaking with excitement as he fucked his former teacher's mouth. He was ready and could not control himself and started coming in her mouth. Natalie did not usually swallow, but did not hesitate as she swallowed her new lover's cum, savoring its hot, somewhat bitter taste and slippery texture as it shot into her mouth and she swallowed it. "If Angie could just see me now," she thought as she licked the last of his cum off his cock. To be continued Bluepen -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+