Message-ID: <5108eli$9710231530@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hawkrds@aol.com (HawkRds) X-Good-Total-Length: yes Subject: {ASS} Repost: "Anniversary Gift" by Hawk Richards (M/F) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971023001201.UAA02943@ladder01.news.aol.com> Standard Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah....nobody under 18 should read this...blah, blah blah, (c) Hawk Richards and you cannot sell this story for money. Reposted on 10/22/97 Contact information Hawk Richards hawkrds@aol.com ************************************************************************ Anniversary Gift (c) Hawk Richards She held his prick gently in her hand. The glistening pre-cum shone in the moonlight, as if it was a lighthouse showing her the way, drawing her in closer and closer to her prize. "This is my anniversary present? To suck his dick?" she thought, "What ever happened to a dozen roses or something romantic?" Andrea licked her lips, craning her neck lower to reach her objective. Her hand slid up and down his shaft in a soft, slow pumping action. Her face, which was within an inch of him, suddenly brushed against the head of his cock. With slit eyes, she glanced up at her lover's face and saw him clench his eyes shut, experiencing pleasure. His breathing became erratic as she lowered her mouth over him. Despite the fact she wanted to do something a bit more mutually satisfying, she liked the power giving head gave her. "Look at him squirm. I bet I could ask for the keys to his Porsche and he'd give them to me right now," she thought, as she tormented him with pleasure, teasing him mercilessly. His erect member slid on her tongue, causing her to gag slightly when it hit the back of her throat. "He treats that damn car with more respect than he gives his own wife," she thought. She forced herself to take him deeper, but she was only 3/4 of the way down his large sex organ and her mouth ached already. Andrea slowly came up for air, as she did a strand of her saliva was the only thing connecting her lips to his organ. The illuminating moon reflected off her slick, lipstick smudged lips and his cock, which bobbed rhythmically to his heartbeat. He reached for her, grabbing her red hair and urged her to complete the task. With one hand pumping the shaft, she suckled the head, using her tongue to swab and lick the ultra sensitive area. She could feel him tense and she pumped faster, milking him. "I'm going…to come. I'm so close!" he gasped. Taking her mouth off him, she squeezed the base of his cock, until he started to regain a bit more control over himself. "Not yet lover," she said. "Oh, please, honey. You're such a tease," he moaned. "I thought you liked my teasing?" she asked, breathing hot breaths onto his shining, saliva-coated prick. "I want to fuck you," he said. His eyes were full of lust and desire as she straddled him. Using her left hand to guide his shaft into herself, she slowly enveloped him. She rode him slowly, letting herself catch up to his level of excitement in order to increase her own arousal, and set the pace of her anniversary fuck, so she could enjoy it for a change. He bucked his hips up to meet her gyrations, while groping her pendulous breasts that swayed, bounced and beckoned him to suck. "Why don't you just rip them off while you're at it," she thought, wincing slightly at his rough groping. "Not so rough, lover," she said. "I'm sorry, darling," he mumbled, as he took a crinkled nipple into his mouth, nibbling gently. "Oh, shit! Yes," she moaned. She was so close; in fact, she was right at the edge of her orgasm. All thought, except for an image, a feeling that was rising through her, drained from her mind. She started to spasm and shake, then became tense as the orgasm rocked through her body. She embraced him snuggly and she started coming down from her climax. She felt him trying to pump his hips into her. His member slid in and out of her juicy slit in rapid strokes to achieve his own orgasmic bliss. She humped back down on to him, thus grinding her body against him, as he spurted his seed in thick streams towards her womb. "Happy Anniversary, honey," she said. "Shit! It's our Anniversary already?" he asked in an incredulous whisper. -- (Hawk Richards) HawkRds@aol.com http://members.aol.com/hawkrds/ -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /