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An untitled story, part 1 of 2
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Copyright 1991 by Doug Jensen. Permission is granted to redistribute
this story as long as it remains in this original form with author's
name present and no story elements changed.
Note : The following story DOES contain material of an adult nature
and should be read/viewed by people over 18 only. Thus, if
you get ahold of this and are under 18, I don't give you
permission to read it, so I can't get sued. :)
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The story begins vaguely. I meet a nice woman, who is fairly attractive, at
a club or some sort of get-together, where a large group of people is
gathered. I notice her at first, but I'm just a bit too shy to make the
rounds and say hello to her. After a while of talking to one of my friends,
I find that she has come over to me, led by a friend of mine with a silly
grin on his face, to be introduced to me. I stand up and hug her gently,
and as I do, a small chill runs down my back. "Come over and talk to me for
awhile" she says, and I follow, strangely entranced by this new interesting
person....
We sit at a table by ourselves, devouring small bits of food and many
drinks, gradually talking more and more about ourselves, occaisonally
slipping things we seldom tell friends. I feel a little uncomfortable at
how open I've become with this no-longer-mysterious person, yet feel as if
I've known her for many years. We dance a couple of slow dances on the
dance floor to jukebox tunes we both know and love, and the scent of her
perfume entrances me, as does the curious expression on her face.
I snap back to reality, and notice that it's after midnight. I say that I
am about to grab a last drink, and leave for the night, thanking her for her
company. She looks me dead in the eye, a look that freezes me on the spot,
saying, "I have plenty to drink back at my place....." And she says no
more. 5 minutes later I am in her car, sitting in the front seat with her
on the way to her apartment. As she drives, her right hand slips off the
steering wheel and finds it's way to my left knee, softly squeezing it once.
I raise her hand to my lips, kissing it once gently, and lowering it back
to my knee.
The rest of the trip ends in silence, and we soon arrive at her apartment.
It is a beautiful place, decorated in a beige and black base, with rugs all
over the floor and a large black leather couch against the wall as I walk
in. She bids me to have a seat, and I do, as she lays her purse on a table
beside the couch and walks into the kitchen. I hear hurried preperations in
the kitchen, and she returns a few minutes later with a tall glass in her
hand as I am browsing her CD collection. I slip in a CD by Manneheim
Steamroller, some heady, peaceful music, as she saunters over to the couch
and sits down beside me. "Drink this, I'll bet you'll like it" she states
as she hands me the tall, glass. The coolness of it brings me back to
reality as she presses it into my hand, and the scent of peppermint fills
the air. "Oh my, does it taste like it smells?" "Drink and see..." she
states, and I do so. As I drink, it tastes like a peppermint milkshake! My
absolute favorite! I down the glass in a few seconds, and look her in the
eyes. "Thank you for the drink, it was QUITE good."
She smiles at me, and lowers an arm onto my shoulder. She begins to ask me
about the job I work at, and I begin to tell her the horrors of working at a
movie theater. After a few minutes of narrating, however, I begin to lose
track of what I was saying. I look her in the eyes as my head turns into a
ton of bricks. This woman had made me an alcoholic beverage! After not
having drank alcohol for over 1 year in any real quantity, my tolerance was
so low that SMELLING it could have given me a buzz. She smiles and said,
"Did my love potion work?" At this I felt a stirring below my belt which
had been dormant thus far that night. This woman had entranced me, invited
me to her apartment, drugged me, and now was going to fulfill a deep desire
of mine, to be utterly seduced by an older woman! My mind raced, hazily, as
it tried to put the pieces of tonight together, as her hands tilted my head
back gently, her soft lips finding mine. My resistance was flowing away
with my control, and I soon found myself opening my lips to hers, as her
luscious tonuge forced its way inside my mouth. Her tongue found mine, and
they wrestled as her hands grasped at my hair, pulling my head to hers as
her other hand held my face against hers.
She broke the kiss, and leaned back just a bit, still wearing the same
sultry grin she had been wearing all night. She removed my glasses,
carefully, and placed them next to her purse. Then, she dimmed the track
lighting which had turned on as we entered, so that only the outline of her
admirable figure was visible. She said, "I've been waiting for this for
such a long time, and I want you to enjoy every second of what I'm going to
do to you tonight." My drunkenness was reaching a tee as I nodded, the
bulge in my pants threatening to rip my belt apart. She reached for me once
again, her hands finding my shirt, as she ripped it open, popping half the
buttons off, exposing my chest to hers. I gasped at her display, as she
lowered her head to my neck and shoulders and began planting delicate
kisses, once in a while gently biting me, as she caressed my chest with her
hands. Her wondrous mouth moved all over my neck, my face, my shoulders,
and my chest, while her hands finished pulling off my shirt and kneaded my
back and shoulders. She sat up once again to kiss me, and I kissed her back
forcefully, with a passion, as the tip of my erection nudged over the top of
my pants, with no shirt to hide them. My lover sat up and straddled me with
her wondrous thighs, holding my face in her hands close to her own face.
"I am going to ravish your body until you beg me to stop," she whispered,
her face so close that I could feel her breath on my face.
She stood up at this point, and began a strip-tease that would put a
Chippendale's dancer to shame. First, she kicked off her high-heeled shoes,
and unfastened the light belt around her waist. Then, she turned away from
me and unzipped her tight skirt in the back, her curvacious ass and
appealling legs coming into view, covered in black lace panties with a
matching garter belt and stockings. She turned around slowly as the skirt
slid down over her legs. She walked out of her skirt towards me, standing
just in front of my sitting position on the couch. She leaned over, until
her bountiful breasts were hanging just in front of my eyes, as she slowly
unbuttoned her blouse in front of me. As her blouse fell open, I did indeed
noticed that she did NOT have a bra on, as her firm, round tits fell ou hard nipples making small moains on top of her large ones. She
smiled, and reached down to my crotch, squeezing my throbbing member once.
Her eyes opened wide, as she looked down to see the hking out of my
pants, and she whispered something in a language I did not understand. Her
eyes rose to meet mine once again, and said, "This is going to be better
than I thought," as she licked her lips sultrily.
She once again kneeled over me, but this time leaned forward so that her
creamy breasts were in my face. She put her hands behind my head, and
pulled me tight against her chest. "Suck them, please, bite my tits," she
said, as my mouth found her left nipple, taking it into my mouth. I heard
her gasp, and I continued my relentless assault on her breast, sucking and
biting this nipple for all I was worth. Her hands tightened around my head
until I could hardly breathe, as her breathing grew faster and faster.
Then, her hands dug into my hair, pulling it sharply, as she let out an
earth-shattering scream! She collapsed foward against me for a moment, and
said, "Gods, I never knew a man could give me an orgasm without touching my
clit! But now, it's your turn..."
Before I could do anything else, the smile had returned, and she tore my
pants off of me with the intensity such that a tornado would tear the roof
off of a house. She gasped again at seeing my penis at full length, and
this time I made out what she said - a small utterment of suprise in
Spanish, and from the look on her face, I knew it was a good suprise. She
began kissing her way up my right inner thigh, as her right hand found my
throbbing cock, and her left caressed my now-swollen balls. Her mouth made
it's way up my leg, while she continued her fondling of me. As her mouth
reached my balls, her left hand slid down to squeeze the mound of muscle
between my balls and my anus, as her tongue began to gently lick my balls.
I gasped and threw back my head, and her tempo on my cock sped up just
slightly. I then felt her tongue back off for a second, and wondered what
was amiss, until I felt her mouth envelop both of my balls completely. I
let out a loud groan, my hands going to find her head, my fingers digging
into her hair. She moaned slightly, and the vibrations caused ME to moan
once again. Her mouth left my balls, and her tongue traced a path up the
bottom of my cock, along the vein to the sensitive head. Her right hand
left my penis and latched onto my waist, as she began to lick the head of my
cock with feather-light licks, as if she was just trying to take the top
layer off of an ice-cream cone...
I gasped and gasped for air, my desire to be in her mouth groing by the
second. Fortunately, I did not have to wait long, as her mouth soon closed
over the head of my cock as she gave a strong suck. I gasped, squirm
furiously on the couch, using my hands to try and pull her head down
further. Instead, however, her left hand went further back between my legs
to spread the cheeks of my ass apart, her index finger finding my tight
anus. She pressed gently at my virgin muscles for a second, and then
jabbed her finger inside of me. As I felt the strange combination of
pleasure and pain inside of me, she lowered her head on my member until all
but one inch was in her mouth. The mixture of being penetrated, my cock
head hitting the back of her throat, and her strong sucking was too much,
and I exploded instantly. My cock felt like it was shooting pints, not
ounces of liquid down her throat, and my hands pulled at her heard as she
swallowed deeply, groaning loudly. I came for what seemed like 30 seconds
down her luscious throat, all the while moaning, as she moaned, her mouth on
my cock and her finger deep in my ass.
After I recovered, she lifted her mouth from my cock, gave it a simple kiss
on the head, causing me to jump, and pulled her finger slowly from my anus.
She moved up, and said "Your come has the most wonderful taste, like rum and
butterscotch" as she kissed me deeply. I tasted the remnants of my come on
her tongue, and vowed to taste more of it someday. After ten minutes of
kissing, the friction between our bodies caused my cock to rise again, and I
began to move on top of her.
"No," she said. "I want YOU tonight, and you are here for me tonight." The
look in her eyes was different as she pulled me down onto the floor, laying
me down on my back. She quickly straddled me, and began rubbing the head of
my now-erect cock against her wonderfully moist lips. I heard her gasp more
than once, and said "This big dick of yours is going to stretch me so wide,
I want to control it" as she slid the tip inside of her. I was suprised at
how tight she was! It felt like the head of my cock had been compressed to
half size inside her wonderfully warm, wet, tight pussy. I gasped out,
"God! You are so tight!" as she smiled down at me, and sank all the way
down onto my cock. I instantly felt her muscles contract, and a quick rush
of liquid over my cock and a muffled gasp from her told me that she had just
had another orgasm! I reached up to steady her, and held her there for a
full minute. She then pushed my hands away from her, and said "I knew it
was going to be good. Now, let me screw you until you beg me to stop." She
began a slow up-and-down motion on my cock, with each downwards thrust by
her caressing my cock the likes of which I had never known before. Her pce
soon quickened, as did the force, for now I could hear her ass slapping
against my thighs as she pounded herself against me. She sped up yet again,
and my cock began to feel as if it would burst from her wonderful pussy, so
hot and tight around it. I began to lose control, still a little affected
by the alcohol, and began to come. I yelled, "Oh God, here it comes!" And
as I did, the first spurt shot inside of her. She screamed as if it were
acid being poured on her, and as her arms reached around me she drove
herself down fully on my cock. I shot a second spurt, and I began to fel
her muscles contract one more time, as we came simultaneously! My shots
flowing deep inside of her, as the warm juices flowed out of her all over
me. After a minute of this, she went limp across me, but soon leaned up to
kiss me fully.
This went on for 11 more hours, at the end of which I did finally beg her to
stop, my cock as tender as ground chuck. She let me sleep, and awoke to
an even more wonderful suprise, but that is for the next story....
Hope you enjoyed it.
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