Message-ID: <22447asstr$948755402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: ann_douglas@hotmail.com Lines: 190 X-Original-Message-ID: <86hpbb$g57$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Mon Jan 24 14:58:54 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} AnnD"Payback"MF(3/3) Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2000 18:10:02 -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: Vulpine, newsman, kelly Payback by Ann Douglas (ann_douglas@hotmail.com) Part Three In the long run, it was Jim's good fortune that he was incapable of expressing himself at that moment. Had he been able to, he would have promised Michelle the world, gave her the picture, the negative, and anything else she desired. And most of all, he would've asked for no more in return. It would've been his great loss because his Teacher was far from finished with her new boy toy. "I'm sure you'll be able to rectify that situation quick enough," Michelle said as she ran her hand along the underside of his now limp dick. "That's another thing I just remembered what I used to like about young men. In the meantime, I'm sure we can find a few other ways to keep ourselves busy." Dropping his cock from her hand, the redhead threw her arms around Jim's neck and kissed him. A kiss just as fiery and aggressive as the blow job she had just performed on him. He felt the crush of her lips against his, and the press of her tongue as she pushed it into his mouth. With it, he found the tangy saltiness of his own climax, the residue of which still rested on her tongue. It was an intrusion of which he couldn't imagine complaining of. On the whole, the presence of her tongue thrashing against his seemed an even more erotic act that having his cock in her mouth. Even as Michelle continued to roughly explore his mouth, Jim could feel the soft press of her breasts against his chest. He reached up and took hold of the thin straps of her outfit, sliding them off her shoulders. As more and more of her flesh became visible, his heart raced fasted and fasted. By the time the soft globes of her breasts came into view, he was afraid his heart was going to burst. The thin outfit then slid to the floor, revealing the woman in all her naked splendor. "Suck them!" Michelle whispered into his ear as she felt his lustful eyes on her mounds. She released her hand on the back of his neck and guided his mouth to her breasts. His lips closed on her nipples, using his tongue the way Heather had shown him the night they'd spent together. Michelle seemed pleased by his efforts as she guided him to her other breast. The tall woman took hold of the sides of Jim's shirt and pulled it up and over his head, revealing a smooth, almost hairless body. She ran her long fingers across his chest, rubbing his own nipples with her fingers. A sigh mixed with both surprise and delight came from Jim as Michelle replaced her fingers with her lips and tongue. With quick, wet motions, she demonstrated a lesson far more valuable than the one Heather had taught him. She continued down his chest, using her hand, lips and tongue. New life emerged from his young manhood, buoyed by her rising passion. Michelle helped strip away the last of his clothing, until he was as naked as she. The redhead pressed him down onto his back, until he was laying on the hard wood floor. The she climbed on top of him. Michelle reached down and took hold of his cock, pleased at its renewed hardness. She guided it between her legs, placing it at the entrance of her now wet pussy. She looked into his eyes, savoring the expectation found there. Still holding his cock, she pressed hard against it, feeling him slip inside of her. Jim's reaction was music to her ears as she dropped lower until his manhood filled her. Michelle didn't give him much time to react to the warm, wet pressure surrounding his cock. She immediately began to rise up and down, repeating the sensations she had earlier produced with her mouth, but on a much grander scale. Faster and faster she moved, as he gripped her body with his hands, using his strength to hold them together. "Oh yes Miss Ferguson!" he called out. "Fuck me! Fuck me so hard!" The sound of her name on his lips drove her even harder, slamming her body down again and again. Each time, it drew a second eruption closer and closer. Minutes passed like brief moments and Jim soon exploded once more. Now it was Michelle's turn to cry out as she felt his wetness fill her. It also triggered her own orgasm which while wasn't as intense as the young man below her had just enjoyed, was quite pleasing none the less. As before, Michelle pumped him until he had no more to give. Then she just laid naked on top of him for a while, allowing the sweat of their exertions to mix together. Michelle finally climbed off him and wrapped herself in a robe. She excused herself while he put his own clothes back on. When she emerged from the bathroom, Jim was already dressed. "I assume that I'll find the negative for that photograph on my desk tomorrow," she said in a tone in which she tried to act as if what had just passed between them had been nothing more than a business transaction. "Despite our differences, I've never know you to be a liar." "The negative is yours." Jim smiled with satisfaction. "I do keep my word." "Then I guess we need have nothing more to do with each other." Michelle said with just a touch of regret in her voice. Jim started for the door, then paused and looked around. Michelle was surprised and almost glad he stopped. "As long as we're back on a business relationship," he said in tone almost identical to Michelle's. "When do you want to discuss the other photographs." "Other photographs?" Michelle asked in surprise. "There are other photographs?" she added, this time with anger. "Another thirty five actually," Jim said. "I had a full roll in the camera." "You never said there were other photographs." "You never asked." Michelle looked at him and realized she actually hadn't. In all her shock and confusion when confronted with the first one, it hadn't occurred to her that there might be more. "So when do you want to discuss the other's?" Jim asked, a slight smile on the corner of his lips. Michelle took a deep breath and then said in resignation. "How bout next Monday?" Jim thought about it and did some quick math. There were thirty five pictures and thirty seven weeks of school left. This would work out just about right. With a wide smile he said that next Monday would be just fine. After Jim had left, Michelle stood there staring at the door. She couldn't believed this seventeen year old kid had outsmarted her. At this rate, it would take her all year to get them back. Yet, the more she thought about, the less she seemed to mind. With a smile again on her face, she headed for the shower, thinking that next week couldn't come quick enough. END (missing parts may be found at) Ann Douglas Web Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Ann_Douglas/www/ ASSTR Donation Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/donations.html ********************************************************* Comments are the life blood of any amateur writer, the currency in which they are paid. It only takes a few minutes to send off a few lines, which is little to ask for in exchange for hours spent creating a story. 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