Message-ID: <21914asstr$945706201@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: nexuswilson@nightmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <199912200117.RAA62270@mail7.nightmail.com> Subject: {ASSM} {assm} Sex with Ants FM cons exib rom Date: Mon, 20 Dec 1999 11:10:01 -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 Here's a story for your site Love in the presence of ants FM cons exib rom Yesterday we walked several miles along a raised canal bank in Lincolnshire, England, in the sunshine. There was a warm dry wind. You could see for many miles across the low flat landscape. The nearest building or person was about 3/4 mile away. The countryside is completely open with no covered approach. There were no aircraft about. The view along the canal, only used by very slow pleasure craft, and the canal path is unobstructed for at least a mile in either direction. We laid down and no-one could see us from any building even if they had a superb telescope and the inclination to look in our direction. It was very unlikely that anyone could have approached us without being seen. I rucked her skirt up and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. We made tender, passionate love until a boat rounded the corner of the canal in the distance. Then we fucked like crazy until I came, at which point I noticed my right knee was in a nest of very angry red ants, which were b! iting ferociously, but that's Roger Irrelevant. We cleaned up and I pulled my shorts back on and straightened her skirt well before the boat was close enough for the occupants to notice us. We moved a little way along the bank away from the ants and waved as they went by. Once they were out of sight again I pushed her skirt back up and, after making sure there were no ants in the vinicity, brought her off slowly with my fingers and tongue. I teased her for a while as we walked back, refusing to return her knickers, and we laughed as we walked. We were happy to have had such a wonderful moment of intimicy with only the sun, some cows and lots of insects to know of it and spent the rest of the day mooning around like a couple of silly teenagers in love. Still it is always possible that someone might have been hiding along there for some obscure reason and seen it all! nexuswilson at nightmail dot com Thanks again mark wilson ----- 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------ -- 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: | \_________________________________________________________________________/