Message-ID: <21444asstr$943359002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "Skyler Swanson" Subject: {ASSM} Sally (mf, anal, voy, exhib, fdom?) Lines: 243 X-Original-Message-ID: <81cu5q$bru$1@bgtnsc01.worldnet.att.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 23 Nov 1999 02:29:14 GMT Date: Tue, 23 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: newsman, kelly, Vulpine, gill-bates, dennyw, IceAltar Sally by Skyler Swanson (mf, anal, voy, exhib) November 1999 This story contains sexual content that is not appropriate for minors. If it is not legal for you to view text that contains sexually explicit material, please delete this now. If you want to post this story on a web site on in a newsgroup, go ahead. I'd like to ask that you keep the story intact and post it in a publicly accessible (free) location. ---------------- I like to experiment with different styles of writing and varying points of view. I also like a little bit of domination in my stories. For this story I was thinking about a woman who might have both a dominant and a submissive side and finds a way to fulfill both needs with her husband. -S I'd been married to Mark for a little over 8 years. We had two sons, 6 and 4 years old. Both Mark and I had stressful, demanding, full-time jobs. Between the kids and work, it was sometimes difficult finding time for each other. While my life wasn't what I had imagined it would be when I married Mark, I loved my family through both the good and the bad. This was one of my favorite times of the year. The weeks leading up to Christmas were always a treat for me. Work was a little less stressful and the kids were excited about the holidays. I looked forward to the first snow each year and the cold, crisp air. Putting up the Christmas tree and getting everyone presents was a treat too. This was the time of year Mark and I always managed to go to a few parties together - something that we don't seem to have time for at other times of the year. One night we had a Christmas party at my office and I couldn't decide what to wear. I wanted to dress for a party and not work, but I didn't want to be too sexy since I did have to go back to work the next day and face all those people. I settled on a simple black dress. As I put myself together for the evening, I looked forward to being out of the house - even if it was just back to work. "Honey, you look beautiful tonight," Mark said in the car on the way to the party. I glanced at his face for a moment and decided that he was sincere. I was feeling a little bit of paranoia. "Thanks. Parties at my office always make me nervous. I never know what to wear or how to act." "Relax and have a good time. It's Christmas, not a meeting with your boss." I tried to believe him. At the party we had a good time. I drank a little too much. Mark and I danced a lot. I chatted a little with the people in the office, trying hard to talk about anything except work. It was hard since we don't know each other in any context except work. We went home in a good mood. Mark paid the babysitter and sent her home while I checked on the kids. In the bedroom, I sat on the bed for a minute while Mark got undressed. He still looked pretty good for his age. He didn't exactly look 18 anymore but he looked good enough. After all, I wasn't exactly model material either. I was feeling "in the mood", maybe even a little daring. I got up and walked over to Mark, who was half undressed, and gave him a big, long, wet kiss on his mouth. I felt his naked cock harden and press into my stomach. It didn't usually take much to arouse him and this time was no exception. Mark kissed me back, letting his hands roam over my back, pulling me into him. I broke away from him and smiled. Then, I did something I almost never do. I knelt down in front of him and kissed the head of his cock gently. "Honey, let get into bed," Mark said nervously. He was probably wondering what had gotten into me. "I don't think so," I replied then sucked the head of his cock into my mouth and rolled my tongue over the tip. Mark moaned and gently put his hands onto my head, guiding his cock further into my mouth. I pulled his cock back out and licked it a few times before putting it back in. As I sucked on his cock, I fondled his ass cheeks and the backs of his legs. After a few more minutes of this I pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed him on the bed, on his back. Usually, Mark and I only make love naked, under the sheets. I guess I was feeling a little wild. Since I was still in my dress and needed his cock inside me as soon as possible, I just slipped my panties off, climbed on top of him, pulled my dress up and slid him into me. It felt so good having his cock inside me. Mark wasn't exactly complaining either. I was being a lot more aggressive than normal and I'm sure Mark was enjoying that. I slid up and down on his cock, moving my hips around trying to hit the right spot. Mark reached up and fondled my tits through my dress while I fucked his cock. I was getting close. I just hoped that Mark would be able to last until I came. I sat up on him, to get deeper penetration and rocked up and down. I could see Mark's eyes were closed in concentration so I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. I was so close. I looked up and realized that I had been so intent on having sex that I hadn't closed the curtain on the window. I could clearly see the neighbors house. There was a light on in the window directly across from our bedroom window. Standing in the window was our neighbor, Sally, who works with Mark. She was just standing there watching us make love. At first I was startled, but then Sally and I locked eyes. She just stood there in the window, motionless, watching. The only sign that I had that she was aware of us was the little smile on her face. Instead of jumping up and closing the curtains, I fucked Mark harder. A couple of more seconds and I finally came in a huge, shuddering orgasm. I rode Mark's cock through the whole thing while staring at my smiling neighbor. As my orgasm diminished I looked down at Mark and realized that I hadn't even noticed that he had also come during my orgasm. I looked back up at the house next door and Sally was gone. The next day at work, I thought a lot about what had happened. I never expected to get so turned on by someone watching me make love. For some reason I didn't feel embarrassed at all. In fact, I was getting wet just thinking about it. It was strange, but I wanted it to happen again. I wanted Sally to watch Mark and I make love again. We had another Christmas party that night. It was Mark's office party this time. As I got ready, it dawned on me that Sally would be there since she worked in the same office that Mark did. Would she try and talk to me? What would I say if she did? At the party, I saw Sally a few times from a distance. She never made any attempt to approach me and I made no attempts to approach her. Once I saw her whisper something to Mark and he just nodded his head. I never asked Mark what she said. Mark and I had no secrets but, for some reason, I wanted to keep Sally's voyeuristic activities between myself and Sally. Questioning Mark would require me to explain why I was interested. I didn't want to do that. As the party wound down, Mark went to get our coats and I stood near the exit to wait. Someone put a hand on my shoulder and I tried to turn around to see who it was but the hand held me firmly in place. "Tonight, please leave the curtains open again when you make love to your husband," someone whispered to me. It was Sally. I guess she did see us last night. I was beginning to wonder if it had been my imagination. I quickly turned around to see that no one was there. I looked around the room and caught a glimpse of Sally leaving through another door. After we got home, we both went upstairs, got undressed and climbed into bed. I think Mark was a little surprised when I started fondling his cock. It had been a long time since we made love two nights in a row. He wasn't about to question it though. I threw off the covers and laid on my back. He started kissing my breasts gently, flicking his tongue over my nipples. I didn't want that. I firmly pushed his head down between my legs. His tongue found my wet pussy. He licked me, gently at first, then more vigorously. This is what I needed. I looked over at the window and saw Sally watching from the house next door. I fondled my breasts and pulled at my nipples as Mark licked me. I came quickly, looking at Sally standing there the whole time. She just stood there. She never did anything but smile at me. Mark got up and put his cock in me and fucked me missionary style. His fucked me hard and fast, staring at my jiggling breasts. He was horny and didn't take long before he came in me. He collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily. He whispered that he loved me and rolled over and went to sleep. It was about a week later that Mark decided that we should throw a Christmas party of our own. We began to make lists and develop plans. We each invited our own friends and co-workers. Inevitably, Sally appeared on Mark's guest list. I didn't say anything. I didn't want to object because I would have to explain why. Besides, I wasn't really sure if I did object, only that it made me a little nervous. The party was a big hit. We had at least 50 guests. We drank and danced and drank some more. I was feeling pretty good. I danced with Mark's boss who fondled my ass a little. I didn't object too much. Mark flirted with some of the women from my office and they nervously flirted back. At one point, all the drinking had caught up to me and I needed to use the bathroom. Unfortunately, it was taken. So I waited outside the bathroom door patiently. A few minutes went by and the door opened and out came Sally. She looked at me and smiled. "Great party. Thanks for inviting me," Sally said. "Oh, you're welcome. I'm glad you could come." Just as I tried to slip into the bathroom Sally leaned over to me and whispered "I'd love to see Mark fuck that pretty little ass of yours." I slipped into the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and thought about what Sally had said. She wanted me to have Mark fuck my ass? I'd never considered such a thing. I'd heard of it of course. I even had a girlfriend who had done it but had never considered it myself. After the party and all the guests had left, Mark and I stumbled up to the bedroom. We got in bed and I sucked Mark's cock for a while. He got on top of me and fucked me a little bit. After a few minutes and pushed him off of me and turned over onto my hands and knees. I glanced over at the window next door and saw nothing. Oh well. "Mark. I want you to fuck my ass," I said. "What. Are you sure honey? Maybe we should just..." "Shut up and fuck my ass. Hurry." Not one to miss an opportunity, he opened the drawer to the end table near him and pulled out some lubricant and put it on his cock and on my asshole. He placed his cock at my asshole and began to push gently. Nothing happened so he pushed a little harder. Finally, he grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto his cock and the head slipped in to my ass. I gasped. It hurt but it also felt good. It was so nasty. It made me feel a little bit slutty. Nice girls didn't get fucked in the ass. Mark started pushing slowly in. He was very patient. At the same time, he was mumbling about how tight I was. In a few more minutes he was all the was in. It felt like I had to go to the bathroom but I knew that it was just because I had a cock in my ass. Mark fucked my ass in and out. Gently at first, he pulled out and pushed back in. I looked back at him. He was staring at his cock sliding in and out of me. I was getting used to it. Mark fucked a little harder, building up speed. I reached under and fingered my pussy. "Come on baby, fuck my ass. Fuck me hard. Come in my ass baby," I cried out to him. I looked over at the window again and still saw nothing. I wondered where Sally was. Mark was getting close now. I talked to him, telling him that I wanted him to come in my tight ass. I told him to fuck his naughty wife's ass hard. This pushed him over the edge and his came, thrusting one last time, squirting his come inside me. Just as Mark finished, I heard what I thought was a grunt coming from my bedroom closet. I looked over and saw that it was cracked open. I smiled to myself. -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | ASSM Archive site +-----------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | | --- | +--------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | This newsgroup is moderated by ASSTR, an entity supported by donations. | | If you enjoy this newsgroup, please consider making a donation to help | | Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository keep providing this free service for you.| | Donations: | \_________________________________________________________________________/