Message-ID: <22849asstr$950760602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: wac6@aol.com (Wac6) X-Original-Message-ID: <20000216122934.19612.00000833@ng-fa1.aol.com> X-To: story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us JMDigest-Score: good -10 (failed autocheck) Subject: {ASSM} Storie begining. Will you add to it? Date: Wed, 16 Feb 2000 23:10:02 -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 My wife started this story and was thinking some of you might enjoy adding some on your own. Then she can write some more etc etc etc.... Please Email me any additions as well as post them to the group. I don't want to miss any! Enjoy, Wac6@aol.com ********************************* It was dark and very late. All day I had wanted nothing more than to get out of my uncomfortable jeans. Finally I got the chance while getting ready for bed. I moved slowly in the darkened bedroom so as not to wake him. He stirred as I slid my feet out and pulled my shirt over my head. As I unsnapped my bra I noticed my nipples were fully erect. I had no idea what had caused it. As my last piece of clothing hit the floor, my hands found there way to my chest. not only caressing but tugging at my nipples. Quickly I felt a tingle between my legs and knew that my thighs would be longing to be touched before long. One hand found its way to my crotch as if it had been summoned my it. Before I knew it, my fingers were rubbing back and forth over my hot, swollen clit. My body loved it but wanted more. I tried to please it by inserting two and sometimes three fingers at a time. I pushed them in as deep as they would go, with every thrust feeling out of control. I fell to the floor and pulled a breast upward. It felt wonderful as I put it in my mouth and toyed with the nipple with my teeth and tongue. By now my hand and thighs were covered in my own juices. I couldn't stop myself from pushing deeper and deeper into myself and creeping closer to an orgasm. That's when I heard it. He was restless. I held my breath and froze, hoping he wouldn't look over my side of the bed. Now I heard the bed moving more. He wasn't settling down. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+