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Subject: {ASSM} From Manhattan to Munich: Part 3 - Long Away (aka 'Shepard Smith's Sloppy Seconds) (MF, M-solo, F-solo, oral, anal, cybersex)
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From Manhattan to Munich
Part 3 - Long Away (aka 'Shepard Smith's Sloppy Seconds')
(MF, M-solo, F-solo, oral, anal, cybersex)

"And that concludes today's board meeting," I said. I left the
board room and made my way to my office. "More like a boring
meeting," I mumbled under my breath. Now don't get me wrong. I
love my company. It's my pride and joy. I started the company
with my friend Steve five years ago, and in the span of three
years we took it from a company which made chump change to a
company that grossed tens of billions of dollars a year. Not too
bad for a punk ass kid from one of the roughest neighborhoods of
Brooklyn.

But still yet, there was just something missing. Sure we were
making billions of dollars, but I still felt that we weren't
being taken seriously by the tech industry. Several business
magazines write us off every day and dismiss our success as a
"fluke." How is making billions of dollars a year a "fluke?" I'm
sorry, but I didn't get into business just to kiss Rupert
Murdoch's ass. That's not happening. I got into business to
better myself and to offer people a product that they would use
and enjoy. Now I'm not going to lie and say I don't meet
celebrities - or even date some - and discuss politics with
Washington bureaucrats. That's just something that anybody thrust
into the spotlight ends up doing. I got into business for myself
and my workers and my customers.

I arrived at my office and paged my secretary. I told her I was
going to relax and that I was not to be disturbed under any
circumstances. When I'm in my office, I tend to kick back and
relax as if I were home in my Central Park apartment. I walked
over to a specialized computer setup running Ubuntu and loaded up
some Pink Floyd MP3s in Rhythmbox. I took my shoes off and walked
to my mini-fridge and pulled out an ice-cold bottle of Bud Light.
I closed my eyes as the haunting synthesizer intro from "Shine On
You Crazy Diamond" played over the computer speakers. Then I
wondered if Victoria was on Skype. I opened up Skype, and didn't
see her on there. Then I remembered I added her on AIM. I opened
my MacBook. After I opened my Pidgin chat client. I got an
instant message.

     lanishaxoxo: Sean-Paul, please talk to me.

Fuck. It was Lanisha. I didn't feel like talking to her. I needed
to make it clear to her that I was not interested.

     seanpaulxc: Sorry, don't feel like it.
     lanishaxoxo: You were right about Shep. He's a fucking
asshole.
    
"Told you," I thought to myself.

     seanpaulxc: What did Sheppy do?
     lanishaxoxo: I can't talk about it on here. They might be
watching what we say.
     seanpaulxc: Who might be watching?
     lanishaxoxo: FOX News, dumbass. They spy on everybody's
emails and chats.
    
I shrugged and left out a sigh of discontent. It's clear she
wanted to talk in person.

     seanpaulxc: So where then?
     lanishaxoxo: My place. I get off work at 6. Please come see
me.
     seanpaulxc: Okay.
     lanishaxoxo: Oh thank you! <3

Then she logged out. Great. I began to wonder if she was planning
on trying to get us back together. However after meeting Victoria
three nights ago, I wasn't interested in Lanisha. I was
interested in Victoria. But where did Victoria live? All I knew
about Victoria was her name, her age, her beautiful face, and her
sexy body. I thought maybe I should give Lanisha another chance.
But what about Victoria? DAMMIT! I've never been so confused
about two girls at the same time.

I left about 5:30 and took a cab to Lanisha's house in Queens. I
knocked on the door, and in moments Lanisha opened the door.

"You actually came," Lanisha said with a smile on her face.

I returned her smile. "Yeah, 'cause I was worried about you." I
entered her house, and she closed the door. Lanisha offered me a
seat on her sofa, and I accepted. She went to the kitchen, and
she came back to the living room with two glasses of scotch on
the rocks. That's what I loved about Lanisha during our
relationship. She knew what I liked. "Thanks," I said as I
grabbed my drink.

"You're welcome," Lanisha said softly.

We sat and enjoyed our drinks and idly chatted about odd stuff.
Then I asked her, "so what did Shep do?" Lanisha looked down. She
looked sad, as if she were about to cry. Then I saw a lone tear
spill from her left eye. I put my left arm around her, and then
suddenly she wrapped her arms around me, buried her face in my
shoulder, and began sobbing hysterically. I wrapped my arms
around her and gently rocked her back and forth, whispering
nonsensical words of comfort into her ear. Then she stopped
crying, and she looked into my eyes. I used my thumbs to wipe the
tear tracks from her face. Then Lanisha's left hand reached up
for my face, gently tracing imaginary lines on my right cheek
before caressing my lips. I returned the favor, using my left
hand to do the same to her right cheek. And then my index finger
touched her full, luscious lips. She planted a gently kiss on my
fingertip, and then her lips parted slightly before gently
engulfing my finger with her mouth.

"Oh fuck," I sighed as she began suckling on my finger. Her right
hand drifted down to the crotch of my slacks, and then she began
running her fingers down the length of my hardening cock. I was
still mad at Lanisha for what happened three nights ago, but God
DAMN this felt fantastic. My left hand reached around her head,
and then her left hand did the same, and we pulled each other in
for a soul-searching kiss. My cock was half-hard from being
fondled by her, but as soon as our lips touched and our tongues
intertwined with each other, my cock shot to full hardness.

Then Lanisha broke the kiss. "Please fuck me," she whispered into
my mouth.

"Okay," was all I could muster out. We got up and headed for her
bedroom. Once we reached the bedroom, we grabbed each other and
kissed with a passion we never experienced before. My hands slid
down her back, reaching for her sexy ass. I squeezed each cheek
in turn, sinking my fingers into her plump, juicy, pillowy
buttocks. Then my hands raised back up and grabbed the hem of her
shirt and pulled it up and away, baring her luscious breasts.
Then Lanisha's hands reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled
it off. Then her hands reached for my belt buckle and hurriedly
unfastened it and pulled my slacks and underwear off. My cock
bounced wildly as it was freed from my fabric prison. Then I
undid the snap of her skinny jeans and pulled them and her
underwear off. Her cunt was already soaking wet. I laid her down
on the bed, and then I wedged the crown of my cock right at her
slit, sliding it up and down until finally I found her entrance.
And then I pushed.

"AAAII!" Lanisha moaned as my cock slowly slid into her vaginal
passage. What we almost did three nights ago was happening now.
She was burning hot on the inside. The heat and sensation of her
insides were so unbearable that it took all my might to keep from
cumming right on the spot. I pushed further in until finally my
cock was completely buried in her cunt. I brought my head down to
hers, and we gently kissed. But when I began the classic
in-and-out motion and began to fuck my cock in and out of her
pussy, our gently kissing increased in intensity and fervor. I
slid my left hand down to our intimate joining and coated my
index finger with her feminine secretions, and then my finger
reached for the wrinkled star of her anus and easily slid in. I
pushed my finger up to feel my iron-hard erection through her
vaginal and rectal walls. Sweat formed all over her body. Her
moans rose in volume, pitch, and tempo until finally she
exploded. "Ah! Ah! Ah! AH! AH! AH!
AH-AH-AH-AH-AHHHHHOOOOOWWWEEEEEEE!" Lanisha squinted her eyes
shut and threw her head back and screamed as a cataclysmic orgasm
rocked her from head to toe to core.

The sensation of her cunt clamping down and rippling along the
entire length of my erection was too much to bear. I found myself
thrusting harder and harder until I came with an explosive cry.
"AAARRGH!!!!" I thrust in one final time before shooting gob
after gob of semen against the entrance to her womb. After a
minute, we collapsed on the bed in a heap. Lanisha rested her
head on my shoulder, and we cuddled in the afterglow of our
lovemaking.

"I love you, Sean-Paul," said Lanisha.

"I love you, too," I replied. "So tell me, why were you so
upset?"

"Upset?" Lanisha said.

"You sounded upset when you were on the chat, and you were upset
when I asked you what Shepard did."

"No, Sean-Paul, I'm not upset. I'm happy!"

Okay, now I'm confused. I knew Shepard from personal experience.
He was an asshole and was capable of doing no good. Something
weird was going on. "Lanisha, what's going on?"

"I got a huge promotion! I'm going to be doing a daily segment
for his show Studio B! And all I had to do was let him fuck me!"

WHAT?! I just had sex with Shepard Smith's sloppy seconds? Oh my
fucking God. I could just crawl in a hole right now. I got up and
got dressed. Lanisha looked at me quizically. Then I told her,
"You're pathetic." Then I left her house, hailed a taxi, and went
home.

As soon as I got home, I headed straight for the shower. I felt
disgusting. I felt like I had Shepard Smith's germs all over me.
I turned the shower on full force. I stayed in the shower until I
ran out of hot water. After I got out of the shower, I got on my
computer and blocked Lanisha on AIM. Then I noticed Victoria on
AIM. I knew right there that I wanted Victoria. I PMed her.

     seanpaulxc: Hello darling.
     victoria.camluvr: Sean-Paul! <3
     seanpaulxc: God I feel so disgusting.
     victoria.camluvr: Why?
     seanpaulxc: I just had sex with my ex.
     victoria.camluvr: Lanisha?
     seanpaulxc: Yeah. She practically raped me lol.
     victoria.camluvr: LMFAO!
     seanpaulxc: Wanna know the worst part?
     victoria.camlubr: Sure.
     seanpaulxc: She's been fucking Shepard Smith.
     victoria.camluvr: EWWW!
     seanpaulxc: Yeah. My ex is Shep's sloppy seconds LOL!
     victoria.camluvr: LMFAOOOO!
     seanpaulxc: I need to see you right now.
     victoria.camluvr: I know, me too. :)
     seanpaulxc: Let's get on Skype.
     victoria.camluvr: Okay. <3

I opened up Skype, and within moments Victoria showed up on my
screen. She was wearing a very sexy babydoll nightie which looked
almost way too small for her. I couldn't help but to stare at
her. God I wanted her. I've never wanted anybody as much as I
want her. "I wish you were here with me right now, darling," I
said.

"I wish you could crawl through the computer screen and just hold
me, kiss me, and fuck me," Victoria replied.

I smiled. And she smiled back. I was in love with a complete
stranger. I didn't know where she lived. All I knew was her name,
age, and her physical beauty. Nonetheless, I was in love with
her. I felt things for her that I've never felt for anybody else.
I had to tell her how I feel. "I love you, Victoria," I said.

Victoria smiled, and then I noticed tears coming from her eyes.
"Ich liebe dich," she replied. Now it was becoming clear. Three
nights ago, she told me "good night" in German. And now she just
told me "I love you" in German. She was German. I was in love
with a girl from Germany. "Be right back, have to get something,"
Victoria said. 

"Okay," I replied. She got up and disappeared for about a minute.
Then she came back - completely naked. She had shed her nightie.
Then I noticed something in her hand. It was a flesh-colored
dildo. "You gonna fuck yourself with that," I asked.

"Of course," Victoria replied with a smile and a wink. "But only
if you get out of those clothes so I can see that big cock of
yours." Then Victoria brought the dildo to her lips and began
tonguing the appliance from the simulated glans to the base and
then back up. My cock shot to full hardness from visualizing that
the dildo was my cock instead. I closed my eyes and imagined
feeling her tongue sliding up and down my shaft. 

"Suck my cock, Victoria." I was lost in my fantasy. And then I
opened my eyes, and I saw Victoria sliding the rubber glans
between her lips, and she began simulating fellatio on the dildo.
I grabbed my throbbing tool in my hands and began pumping it
furiously, imagining that my hands was her mouth. The sensations
were unbearable. "Take it all the way down your throat, you
cock-hungry deep-throater!" I husked out. Then I saw Victoria's
hand slide between her legs as she began to pleasure herself. Now
I wanted her to get lost in the fantasy as well. "Grab your stiff
clit and pinch it and pretend that your fingers are my teeth."

"UUMH!" Victoria moaned around the flesh-colored dildo as my
words turned her on. She began sucking harder on the rubber cock.
Her hand diddled her stiff pleasure bud faster and faster. My
cock was leaking pre-cum freely as I pumped faster and faster.
"Pretend I'm going to shoot my cum down your throat!"

Victoria's gyrations became more frantic, and her hand
accelerated its masturbation of her clit. She imagined that I was
ejaculating into her mouth, and she lost all control.
"OOOoooOOOUUMMMPPPHHHH!!!" She shouted around the dildo as her
body was seized by an intense climax. I could have sworn that I
saw her juices squirting from her slit. I visualized pushing my
tool past her epiglottis and shooting my cum directly into her
stomach, and without warning, I shot.

"AHHHHH!" I shouted as the deep-throating fantasy suddenly
brought me to my climax. Shot after shot of life-giving jizz
erupted from my piss-slit. It shot high in the air before
splashing down on my torso. After five or six massive shots,
weakening shots oozed down the shaft of my spent cock until I had
no more to offer. I fell back in my chair.

I opened my eyes and noticed that Victoria had collapsed into her
chair as well. We were both panting and gulping as if we had run
a mile. My room reeked of sweat and cum, and I'm sure her room
reeked of sweat and cunt juice. "We have got to meet each other
sometime and do this," I said.

"Oh fuck yes," Victoria replied. "Under one condition."

"What?" I asked.

"That we fuck for the first time in a jacuzzi," she replied with
a sexy smile and a wink.

"Deal," I said. Then I remembered that I have to take a business
trip to San Francisco tomorrow. "Listen, I have to go to San
Francisco tomorrow on a business trip. I better get some sleep.
Gute nacht, darling."

"Gute nacht, Sean-Paul," she replied with a smile. After she
logged out of Skype, I turned my MacBook off, fixed a glass of
Diet Coke and Canadian whiskey on the rocks, drank it, and went
to bed.




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