Message-ID: <21366asstr$943150200@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-WM-Posted-At: operamail.com; Fri, 19 Nov 99 13:53:06 -0500 X-WebMail-UserID: voy-eur From: peter mandellsohn X-EXP32-SerialNo: 00000001 Subject: {ASSM} story X-Original-Message-ID: <3835ADCD@operamail.com> X-WebMail-Urgent: Y X-Priority: 1 Date: Sat, 20 Nov 1999 21:10:00 -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 <1st attachment, "live.txt" begin> Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. No illegal activity described herein was carried out; this document details fantasies that took place late at night when I was alone in bed. I firmly believe that no fifteen minutes of pleasure is worth the innocence of a child. If you are under the age of eighteen the law says I've got to tell you to go away, so, "Go away" If this type of material is illegal in your city, state, country, "Go away" If you're a member of the moral minority, religious right, or any other such control group then read on, my aim is to offend you as much as possible. People like you who would force others to fit your narrow minded little worldviews are blight upon the landscape. My personal philosophy is that of "Rational Anarchy" i.e. anyone should feel free to do as they please such that their actions do not adversely impact on the lives of others. This is a story of make believe, it describes what might have been in a very different world. If you feel an uncontrollable desire to carry out the activities described in this type of story, the stop reading now and seek professional help. WARNING: this story includes descriptions of violent sex acts, and adult/minor sex. If this upsets you, Do NOT read. Moscow Live Show (Mmg 1st. Bd voy) She lay, spread-eagled, naked apart from knee-length white socks; hands roughly handcuffed to the iron bedstead above her head, ankles tied apart. She was on her back on the grimy mattress looking up at the single light bulb, waiting; waiting for the show to start- but it had already begun for the ten men gathered on Formica chairs around the bed. This was a live show, Moscow -style, 1999; private, by invitation only, and payment in dollars or marks. It was very different from the surroundings of such shows in Amsterdam, Paris or Barcelona: no plush velvet, no music, no fancy costumes to be taken off, and the audience were more serious, more intent. But then, it was a live show with a difference; a show which wasn't available in those other cities, and the main difference was the girl who lay patiently waiting for what was going to happen to her She was twelve. I had stumbled on the show almost by accident while I was working in the city for a few weeks. I had noticed what looked like working girls in several locations; the bar of my hotel, in a club I was taken to by colleagues after a meeting; but these were the standard 30 -35 year old with lots of make up and dressed in Russian imitation of western fashion I had also noticed what seemed to be teenage beggars at some Metro stations, although I wasn't sure what they were up to as my Russian is minimal. Some of the girls looked much more to my taste than the women in the Hotel, but there was little chance of my making contact, and they looked like they needed a good shower. Some of them were simply unattractive, but among them were some really pretty, girls, some who looked no more than 14, whom I would have loved to get to know, and I couldn't resist stopping in front of one and giving her a few roubles, but when I tried to talk to her it was pretty hopeless because of the language barrier I guess I am a pretty obvious sort of guy; anyway, as I walked on I found a companion had latched on to me. She- yes it was a woman- must have been about 65 or even 70; short, grey -hairdo, business-like. She had spotted me as a westerner, and I waited for an offer of cigarettes, or a hard luck story in Russian. In fact she spoke to me in English, accented but quite comprehensible. She had clearly marked me out as a punter when I stopped to speak to the girl, and she started in on a long spiel The essence of what she said (and it made kinda sense) was that you should avoid girls on the street. She said they were dirty, dishonest, and more likely to pick your pocket or give you a disease than give you a good time. I realised she was a sort of pimp; astonishing to me in that she looked like a little old lady, and frankly I couldn't see her protecting any of her girls in a fight- later I found that she possessed a gun! When she finally got round to proposing business I realised that she was offering more of the standard hooker fare, albeit in a private flat. My taste being for the younger end of the market I asked about that. She became defensive- I guess even in Russia that is a sensitive area, but what it came down to was that she hadn't got any girls of the sort I wanted (or at least wasn't going to admit to it to some one she had just met) However she said that she had a contact for private shows. I asked what she meant, and she said that it was possible to watch sex shows with younger models; apparently some guys felt that there was less risk of infection, and it wasn't so serious with the law if anything went wrong- although over there money is the law and I don't really see what could. go wrong! I thought about it a bit, and decided to give it a shot I didn't really know what to expect, but she assured me there would be sex and that there would be at least one model who was young- under 18. We haggled a bit, and came to a price of $100 which seemed expensive just to watch- later I realised it was cheap for what I saw. I wasn't allowed to know the address, but would be picked up in a car and taken there the following evening. She asked for $25 on account- frankly I thought that it was lost money, but it isn't a lot to lose and I thought what the hell. To my surprise the car arrived for me the next evening, and I was driven for about 25 minutes through the suburbs of Moscow through high rise estates to an area of what looked like run - down garages. We stopped in an alley and I was admitted to a sort of concrete basement searched by a heavy looking guy and asked for $100. I explained that I had already paid $25 but that didn't cut much ice. I nearly turned round and left but I couldn't see how to get out of there. I felt pretty trapped and began to wonder if I was going to be robbed- I can see how it must have felt for some of the models. I paid up and was let into a room with an iron bedstead and some Formica chairs around it. It was very basic, just an old mattress on the bed and a bright unshaded light bulb. I was the first, so I got to choose where to sit. If I went again I would know better how to choose, but I wasn't exactly sure what would happen I just sat down fairly haphazardly near the head of the bed and to one side- the chairs were all around a couple at the head, a couple at the base, and three down each side, none more than an arm's length from the bed. Other guys started to arrive- a mixture of nationalities, but mainly guys about 40/50 years old: I noticed that some like me just sat down, others had obviously a favourite place so as to have a particular point of view I guess- perhaps they had been before. On reflection now I realise that there are some that like close ups of the face, others who like legs, others who are foot worshippers and so on, but at the beginning I was pretty naive. Well eventually the place was full, and the show began It wasn't a question of lights! Music! Action! Just a girl about 15 in jeans, jean-jacket, and t- shirt came and sat on the bed She had short brown hair, the oval face of a Russian Ballerina, and was slightly olive- skinned. She proceeded to do a rather mechanical strip, down to a bra and panties in white cotton, standing on the bed. At that point a boy about 14 came in dressed in just a pair of jogging trousers, stood behind her, and felt her tits through her bra. She wriggled a bit and he put his hand down the front of her panties and started to finger her. She pressed her rear against his groin and started to moan softly so he upped his rhythm. As his hand went down his wrist pulled her panties away from her belly, and her dark pubes showed as he lowered her panties to just above her knees. He was evidently determined to make her cum, and he worked his two middle fingers well inside her up to the knuckles with his right hand, and pulling her bra up to reveal her pear-shaped tits with the other hand Her panties prevented her from opening her legs wide and she moved from the waist backwards and forwards in response to his probing, pushing her pubes forward against his fingers as he penetrated her ever deeper and faster. It wasn't very long before the inevitable happened; her breathing got quicker, turned to panting then sobs of pleasure, and we heard the lovely sound of a teengirl orgasm- not the first 15 year old I have heard cum, but the first one in public! Her cheeks had gone red, and she was evidently pleased with him, as she gave him a thank you kiss, pushed him onto his back on the bed, unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them and his pants down round his ankles. As he lay there he showed evidence of his excitement at what he had just heard: he had a swimmers muscled body, but smooth torso, and against what I guess was a height of about 5 feet he had a normal man-sized erection of about 6 inches, which seemed all the bigger on a young lad. I thought she was going to do some thing for him to return the favour, but instead she ran off, gathering her things together and exiting through a side door, from which she immediately returned leading a much younger girl who was already naked. This girl was rather too young for my tastes - I guess about 10or 11- small, completely without pubic hair: her pussy looked like two halves of an apricot. I couldn't imagine that she could possibly be going to have sex with the boy, but in fact she knelt alongside him on the bed and took him in her mouth, at first just the head of his dick but as she got used to it she managed to get about half of the shaft into her mouth. They were both smooth skinned but his legs seemed much thicker against her extremely slender thighs, and it seemed that his dick was almost too wide to fit in her mouth. He said something in Russian and she changed position, so that she was kneeling over his face with her head over his cock. He pulled her head down and they started to have a 69 in which the difference in their sizes was even more apparent. He obviously wanted to make it last, for this time they both licked and sucked gently and slowly, with none of the frantic urgency he had used on the older girl. They spent 5 or 10 minutes at this, and it was just beginning to get a bit repetitive when he said some thing else to her and she swung off him onto the floor, he got up as well, and she lay on her back on the mattress. He got back on the bed kneeling up over her chest, and pushed the end of his dick towards her mouth. She took him in and he started to fuck her in the mouth, now much more vigorously. It was clear that we were going to witness another teen orgasm: the only question was how long could he last and where would he cum? As he approached orgasm I had to admire the little girl. He was really pushing his dick into her mouth and I reckon it must have been hitting the back of her throat on each thrust. Finally he gave a big thrust and kept it deep in her mouth, but it was obvious from the way he held his breath then gasped that he had shot his load. As he pulled out, his cum dribbled from the sides of the girls mouth and over her chin, though there is no doubt she must have swallowed quite a lot as well. He gave her a little peck of a kiss on the top of her head, and they went out of the side door, to be replaced with a teen couple about 13 or 14 To be frank they were a disappointment. Not to look at: the boy was about 5foot2 with curly dark hair, a nice slim body, and a dick that was already semi- erect. The girl was the most feminine of the three with full hips, tits that were already formed and long blond hair. I guess they were nervous, or inexperienced, or she was tight or too dry, but it became obvious that they were supposed to fuck and it wasn't going to happen. He got a hard-on but just couldn't get it in. He tried for ages from various angles but either it slipped or it seemed almost to bend double without actually entering. I had the impression too that he really liked her and was unwilling to hurt her, which he would have had to do to force it in. This went on at least 15 minutes and a guy came on, said something curt to them and they went off in disgrace. I hope they weren't badly treated- I for one found it a turn on to see real amateurs having difficulties as opposed to the fantasy sexual gymnastics of porn films. I thought that that was the end- we had had foreplay, blowjob, orgasms and an intended fuck, but none of the audience moved. I learned later that there were some regulars (mainly a couple of Germans) who knew exactly what was going to happen next The guy who had ordered the young couple off came back on and in a sort of English announced that this was the end of the programme, but that there was a possible extra item for which there was a supplement, and which would only happen if enough extra money was collected. Well of course I had no experience of the place, and I didn't know if it was a scam or not; and he didn't say precisely what the item was going to be. It seemed to me that it was a gamble. After what I had seen I knew they were capable of delivering the goods, but equally it could have been a way of cheating us. I was even more doubtful when he said that for it to go ahead hey would need to collect at least another $1000! On average that was another$100 each, the same as the initial entry price. His way of collecting the money was to bring round an English-style beer-mug. That way he could see what you put in, and you could see how the total was mounting. Well when it got to me I could see that there was plenty of money there already; a sign of confidence from the others I thought. In fact I had noticed one guy who seemed to know his way around had put in 200, perhaps to try to make sure they got enough, so I put in my 100. When he counted up they had over $1200, so we were going to get our extra: just shows the money to be made from guys like us! We waited about five minutes after that; you could feel the tension mounting. It went very quiet, and you could almost hear the guys wondering what they could do to justify the extra. Eventually both boys came on, naked leading a new girl on, and carrying a small suitcase. The new girl was twelve I guess, and very slim; you could almost see her ribs. I think they may have found her in one of the colonies of kids who live rough beneath the streets in the sewers, sniffing glue, and starving Anyway she was clean, about 5 foot tall very thin and with tits that were just starting, mere enlarged nipples really. She had a suggestion of the beginnings of pubic hair but it was no more than a shadow What struck me about her was how docile she was: I don't know if she was on drugs, had been sniffing glue, or as just overwhelmed by what was happening but she let herself be led into the room as if she was on a lead. The boys brought her to the bed and made her sit down. Then the one with the suitcase opened it and took out a pair of handcuffs- not the toy sort you can buy in sex shops, but more like police specials. The boys took a wrist each, attached a cuff and then, one on either side of the bed, they made her lie back and fastened the other end of each cuff to two corners of the head of the bed, so her hands were stretched above her head and attached to the bed head. The boys left her there for a couple of minutes while they looked in the suitcase. She hardly moved but I had the impression as she flexed her arms a bit she had begun to realise that she was well fastened. If she did, it was too late. The boys brought two lengths of rope and tied her ankles to the two bottom corners of the iron bedstead so it would be impossible to close her legs together completely if she wanted to. It was quite a turn on to see her lying there helpless and I could see why some guys had chosen to sit at the bottom of the bed where they would get a good view up between her legs. Then they started. It was clear that it didn't matter what she said, they had their plans for her; and she was in no position to do anything about it. The boy who had cum earlier started gently to lick between her legs, while the other stroked her legs then squatted above her and dangled his balls on her mouth, while he lightly pinched her nascent tits. She didn't react so he said some thing to her, pinched her more roughly, and she started to lick his balls. The other boy went back to the suitcase, and fetched a couple of dildos one small, one larger, and as he began to massage the area of her clit with one the other boy changed his squatting position so his ass was over her mouth. They were talking in Russian to her, and I got the impression that they were insulting her, saying things like, I imagine, " Lick his ass, or you get this up you " But as I said my Russian is practically non-existent Then I had one of those moments when everything becomes clear, you know, like when you see the point of a joke. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted the guy who had made the announcements and taken the money. He had just come out of the side door and he was naked! I realised that this extra show was the fallback prepared if the young couple failed to make it. Sex (i.e. a fuck) had been promised, and for reputation the business it had to be delivered. But the young couple hadn't managed it. Obviously that is something that can happen, even in ideal circumstances- and these weren't ideal. A girl could easily be tight in front of a lot of strange men, or a boy might not get it up. So there had to be a fall back even if we paid extra, and this was it This girl was going to be fucked She wasn't one of the regular team- I had already sensed that she was different. The boy was too fond of his girl friend to fuck her if it was too uncomfortable, but nobody cared about this one: she was there to ensure we got what we came to see. I could sense it from the attitude of the two boys towards this girl: she was tied and she was their toy. What I wasn't yet sure of was where the older guy was going to fit in It soon became clear! He came into the circle of chairs naked with a hard-on that showed no sign of failure. Not only was it bigger than the boys' dicks at a good 8 inches, but it were obviously harder- I guess the situation and type of girl appealed to him! The two boys continued their tasks, one now slowly fucking her mouth and the other using the dildo just on her clit, while the guy stood there watching and jacking just to the side of me. I saw the girl turn her head and eyes in his direction when the boy face fucking her took a pause for a couple of seconds, and I saw that she too had realised her situation. The reason for the rope and cuffs was clear- she had agreed to be there and they weren't going to let her change her mind. No doubt they would say it wasn't a rape; she had agreed to do it, may even have signed a contract of sorts. But now I realised some thing else, She had never seen a grown man fully erect She would have seen plenty of boys, in her life on the streets, but obviously she had had no idea about men. It showed in the look in her eyes, a sort of mixture of amazement and apprehension rapidly becoming fear. The boy in her mouth was keeping a steady tempo; he showed no signs of cumming. The boy with the dildos asked the man some thing, and when he got the reply he took out some Crisco from the suitcase and lubricated the larger one. O my surprise he applied the end of it to her ass, not her pussy. I had thought that he would use it to prepare for the fuck I was now sure was going to follow, but no- he started to firmly push it in her ass, and she squirmed and squealed, but couldn't make a lot of noise with her mouth full of dick. I had another revelation She was a virgin The man wanted to penetrate her himself with no preparation from anyone else. He wanted a real tight virgin hole to fuck! But not yet. For the moment he took his pleasure like us in watching the two boys dealing with the girl at both ends: the one steadily pumping her mouth and the other opening her ass ever deeper with the dildo. She really seemed to be having problems with that, and the boy had to keep taking a pause; never taking it out, but giving her muscles time to relax and accept the inevitable Suddenly the man seemed to tire of watching, and he spoke sharply to the two boys, who stopped what they were doing and stood away from the bed. The silence grew intense in the room as we waited for what was going to happen next He was no model; thick set, with a hairy belly and back and a mass of pubic hairs that extended from his navel to his knees, but did nothing to hide the thick 8 inch tool that now seemed even harder than ever as he looked for a moment at the skinny girl who lay, tied, spread-eagled, with the vibrator still in her ass, waiting for him Looking at them it seemed impossible that his dick could ever fit her tiny pink virgin pussy. From the look on her face it was clear she thought the same, and the reason for the handcuffs and rope became evident: as he approached the bed she tried to draw her knees together, and she writhed around on the bed seeking to free her hands. Her slim body, which until that moment had been almost passive as she lay there and accepted what the two boys were doing to her suddenly seemed to gain muscle tone. She flexed her elbows and shoulders but only found how secure the handcuffs were, and her knees could only move a few inches towards each other and back again. It was certain this man was going to fuck her and she could do nothing about it. She said some thing in Russian which only the man and boys understood. One of the boys replied with a snigger, and she fell silent, obviously realising that no help was coming from that quarter The man was now kneeling above her, his knees either side of her waist, the end of his dick between the two buttons of her tits. Against her pale skin his dick and balls were dark rose pink, and the dark hairs of his pubic bush and on his buttocks were in stark contrast to her smooth belly. He stroked his cock backwards and forwards slowly between her tits, gradually descending towards his target, and leaving a trail of pre-cum from her tits to her slit. Then he aligned his dick with his hand, so that the head was buried in her pussy. I have never fucked a virgin, alas, but I have always imagined that I would do it slowly, gently, with infinite care. That was not this man's technique; once he sensed he had the right angle he thrust with all the weight of his fat belly into her, burying his prick in her. Her knees writhed, her hands struggled with the cuffs, and she let out a cry that was so deep that it seemed to come from the very place he was penetrating. The man looked up at us in triumph. It was clear that he as inside her, and he said some thing to the lad who hadn't managed it earlier, probably along the lines of that's how you do it! He gave her a couple of seconds to adjust to his size, then he began to move: long firm slow thrusts. His buttocks tensed and grew smaller as he thrust deeply in, then relaxed as he pulled back for the next stroke. Each time he pumped she let out a low moan as if he were hitting her diaphragm with the head of his cock. Then he started to speed up, until he was fucking fast and deep as if she was a full- grown woman, his balls slapping against her ass, fast brutal strokes that took no account of her inexperience. Her cries turned to deep breaths and I. realised in amazement that she was going to cum. This excited the man even further, and he fucked her until she was screaming out Russian curses and yelling like a porn star. The guy pulled out and came all over her belly so hard that some cum splashed her neck. I noticed that his dick was red with blood, and that she was leaking blood and sperm from the hole he had opened, but by now my attention was on my own erection which demanded urgent attention. Already several guys had their dicks out and were jacking furiously. I hadn't noticed it before, but now I copied them. It was like the circle jerks we used to have when I was about 13! Then I had my last revelation: the girl was going to get a sperm bath. There was no force on earth that would stop these guys from cumming, and we were all so close to the bed that it was no problem to just stand up and cum on her. Already one guy opposite me was pointing his dick at her tits, and grunting ready to shoot Guys seem to like to cum either on a girls tits, her face, or her belly. I would say that the majority of these guys were face men like me. I had the pleasure of getting her upper lip and nostril with my first shot, her chin with the second, and her lips with the third just as a guy opposite was giving her a load on the cheek and in the ear. Even the two young lads joined in with us, so she must have taken 12 loads of cum on her Well that was the end of the show. As I said I don't speak Russian but I noticed a couple of guys who did talking to the the guy who had fucked her, and I noticed that they didn't leave with the rest of us, so whether they were negotiating a piece of the action I don't know. Certainly when I left the girl was still tied on the bed, covered in drying sperm, a trickle of blood from her pussy. That was my Moscow live show: not my only experience, but the others will have to wait for another time By Voy-eur Copyright (C) Voy-eur 1999 .Permission is given to freely distribute this document electronically, providing the entire document is preserved substantially intact, including the disclaimer and introduction, and no monies, beyond normal board or site membership charges, are charged for its distribution This story is an extract from a longer work, " A Traveller's Tales" which describes the experiences in Europe of a sextourist It is a work of pure fiction, based nevertheless on news reports, conversations, and "chats" with a number of people Comments to voy-eur@operamail.com ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ This post has been reformatted by ASSTR's Smart Text Enhancement Processor (STEP) system due to linelengths exceeding the 75 character limit. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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