Message-ID: <21217asstr$942581402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Subject: {ASSM} Ultima VII/Black Gate: Pleasant Dreams, Avatar (UNFINISHED, F-solo, computer game fanfic, PWP, heroic fantasy) X-Original-Message-ID: <19990112.012537.-287963.3.christineindigo@juno.com> X-Juno-Line-Breaks: 1-6,8-9,11,13,15-18,20,22,24,26,28,30-44,46-49,51-53,55-59,61,63-65,67-88 X-Juno-Att: 0 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit From: Christine W Indigo Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 07:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin Ultima VII/Black Gate: Pleasant Dreams, Avatar (UNFINISHED, F-solo, computer game fanfic, PWP, heroic fantasy) by Christine Indigo, aka Green Leafy Dragon (christineindigo@juno.com) (http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/christineindigo/) WRITTEN FOR AND DEDICATED TO: A friend, who will remain anonymous for now. A few months ago, I promised hir that I would write hir a [Lord British|Shamino]/[Female Avatar|Mary Sue] story, and this was one of my unfinished attempts. I need someone to finish this story--email me if you want to take it on. (I will, however, be posting a Ultima IX story shortly before UIX is released on November 24. It is based on one of its rumored plot elements.) DISCLAIMERS AND DISTRIBUTION RIGHTS: Ultima and all of the characters in this story belong to Origin Systems and Richard "Lord British" Garriott (and I hope that both of them take this in the affectionate spirit in which it was intended), but the story itself belongs to me. You may add this to any noncommercial electronic archive and/or repost this to any free newsgroup/forum/BBS/whatever, as long as my name and this disclaimer are not removed. This story has sexual situations, so if you are under 18, go away. The Avatar thought that she was still dreaming when she felt Lord British's hand on her shoulder. Then, as she slowly drifted back into consciousness, she remembered that she had been sleeping in his bed. Startled, she opened her eyes and pulled away from his touch. His hand slid off of her fully-clothed body and on to the bed sheets. The Avatar turned over and watched as he, sleepily, pulled the hand back in and rolled back over to the other side of the bed, away from her. I wonder if he was awake enough to know that it was me he was touching, she thought. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep. An hour later, she was still trying to fall asleep. Nell, she thought. He probably thought that I was Nell. Her mind raced as she thought of what might have happened if she had been Nell. Her breath quickened as the thoughts of what might have happened between them became more and more explicit. Carrioco, she knew, as loving as he was, couldn't have been completely responsible for the well-fucked glow that floated around Nell like mist around a waterfall. She turned over onto her side and started to stroke herself between her closed, folded legs. Lord British was snoring on the other side of the bed. I might be able to get myself off without waking him up, she thought. After a while, she had managed to arouse herself to the point where she no longer cared if she woke him up. Her fingers hurt from moving them around rapidly in a tight spot, so she rolled over on her back, spread her legs wide, and continued masturbating. By that time, she was so wet that she had to stop every so often and wipe herself off with the top sheet. The loss of tension when she did this, and the loss of friction against her pussy when she didn't, kept her frustratingly below her boiling point. Only the constant flow of images through her mind of the man beside her making love to her in every way known in Britannia kept her from giving up. She suddenly realized that her Lord had stopped snoring. Opening her eyes, she saw him sitting facing her in the middle of the bed, the blue blanket bunched around his otherwise naked body. He was watching the motions of her hand underneath the sheet with great interest. The Avatar blushed crimson. "My Lord, I...Oh!" She moaned helplessly as the orgasm that she had been struggling to reach shot through her like an arrow from a longbow. *** ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj. -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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