Message-ID: <23121asstr$952467026@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: michaeld38@aol.communism (MichaelD38) X-Original-Message-ID: <20000307141330.00643.00000202@nso-ch.aol.com> Subject: {ASSM} Untitled (1983) {MichaelD}(mF, oral, anal) Lines: 209 Date: Tue, 7 Mar 2000 17:10:26 -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: Lambchop, dennyw IMPORTANT LEGAL INFORMATION If you have received this work in your e-mail box and do not know why, it is because your Internet service provider is forwarding posts from Usenet newsgroups to your account. It has *NOT* been e-mailed to you by the author. You must contact your ISP for help. This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons is unintentional and strictly coincidental. 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However, exception is specifically made for web sites (such as DejaNews) that provide archiving and access to all Usenet posts in a particular group without editing or selection for content. No modifications may be made to this story (except those necessary for normal newsgroup dissemination) without express permission from the author. Any questions regarding use of this work can be directed to the address above. Failure to contact the author prior to use is presumptive evidence of bad faith and may expose you to significant criminal and civil liability. AUTHOR'S NOTE This is another story in the MichaelD retrospective. This piece holds the distinction of being the *very* first piece of erotica I ever wrote. I cannot recall precisely when I wrote this, but I believe it was in the fall of my senior year in high school, when I was a lad of but 17, and believe me, it reads that way. This thing is a *far* cry from what you may be used to with the MichaelD oeuvre, but I still think it's worth reading--because it's so bad, it's actually funny. This story is about a real person, my homeroom teacher in high school. She was only twenty-five or so at the time, and if she was not gorgeous, she was certainly cute. She occupied a fair percentage of my adolescent masturbation fantasies, and I was finally moved to set one of them down on paper. I wrote it longhand on loose-leaf notebook paper, and believe it or not, it goes on for four pages without a single paragraph break. Other than breaking it into paragraphs and adding an editorial comment here or there, I have made no other alterations. UNTITLED (1983) Copyright 1983, 2000 by MichaelD38@aol.com He approached the room in puzzlement. She had asked him to come in early yesterday, but he had no idea why. He opened the door and saw her. "Oh, hi," she said, "I'm glad you could come. I wanted you to come and look at something." She had several papers on her desk. As he walked in, he noticed she had pulled the blinds closed. "Come look at these," she said. He walked over and looked down at her desk. He could not figure out what the papers were. Then he felt her hand on his crotch. She squeezed and turned her chair so she faced him. He looked at her eyes in questioning. She put her finger to her lips and began unbuttoning her blouse. She undid it to her waist but did not open it. He saw that she was not wearing a bra. She looked at him and whispered, "I want you. I need you. Now." He knelt before her and put his hands on her thighs, just below her skirt and began running his hands up her legs under her skirt. She put out her hands and stopped him. "Not yet," she said. "Wait." She reached out and undid his belt and pulled down his pants and underpants. She stood and turned him around. "Sit," she said. He sat down in her chair. She took off her blouse and he saw her breasts hard before him, the nipples standing up in arousal. She knelt before him and put her hands on his thighs, spreading them apart. She cupped his genitals in her hand and leaned forward, taking his penis in her mouth. He reached out and caressed her head, stroking it. She swallowed him fully, gently sucking on him, caressing him skillfully with her tongue, licking and sucking his penis. She brought him to full arousal, and then withdrew. She stood and undid her belt, letting her skirt fall to the floor. She had not been wearing any panties either. "Now you," she said. "Wait," he replied. He stood and undressed, standing naked before her. He walked to the door and locked it. He returned and put his hands on her shoulders, pushing her into the chair. He leaned forward and put his hands under her arms, pulling her breasts toward him. She arched her back and spread her legs to allow him to get closer. He took her left nipple in his mouth, sucking and caressing, gently biting it. She embraced him and moaned with pleasure. He moved downward, licking her abdomen until her reached her clitoris. [Editor's note: right to the point, eh?] She leaned back and spread her legs further. He sucked on her clitoris and licked the entire area, even probing into her vagina with her tongue. She was wet and aroused, groaning with pleasure. "Oh God," she moaned, pulling his head back, "fuck me, fuck me." He grabbed her waist and pulled her around and laid her on the floor before him. She arched before him, reaching out and gripping his buttocks to pull him closer. "Now, please!" she moaned. He positioned himself and stabbed into her. Deeper and deeper he thrust into her, as she embraced him strongly. She moaned and groaned each time he pushed into her. Faster and faster he went, losing all control. She too was consumed with the act. As he neared climax, she raised her legs up and wrapped them around him, pulling him closer with each thrust. Finally, as his violent animalistic orgasm came [Yes, it really says that in the original--Ed], he felt her shuddering beneath him as she too was climaxing. As his violent thrusts slowed, she let her legs drop to the ground, and lay back, spent. They separated and lay on the floor, panting. "That was incredible," she said, "but I need it again when you are rested. In the ass." When he regained his breath, he stood up and looked down on her beautiful body. "Yes," he said, "you need it." She rolled over and raised up her buttocks before him. He knelt down and leaned over. He gripped her breasts in his hands, almost as handles. He thrust into her. She groaned with pleasure. They rocked back and forth as he thrust in. He stabbed deeply in, and she groaned, "Oh God, that kills me! Harder! Harder!" He pushed her to the floor, and she spread her legs under him. He moved one hand from her breast to her crotch and began stroking it as he thrust into her. "Yes! Yes!" she moaned. Faster and faster he stabbed, harder and harder, her groans increasing. Finally, as he reached a second climax, he stabbed into her deeper than he had ever gone. That was all she needed to reach her orgasm, and his caressing of her genitals increased the level of her pleasure to incredible heights. Her orgasm lasted nearly a minute. [Which is about as long as it took me to stop retching after typing this--Ed.] Finally, both of them spent, they leaned back against the wall and embraced each other. "I love you," she said. "You're so good; my husband could never do that." [Brief section deleted here. Believe me, you should be grateful--Ed] She crawled around until she was between his legs and took him into her mouth. This time, as she sucked him, she decided to bring him to a third climax, to reward him for his fantastic performance. Slowly and methodically she sucked on him, licking and caressing the glans of his penis. She brought him to the edge of orgasm, but would not let him go over. She held him in her mouth as he remained close to climax. She pulled him in and out, delicately holding him back. Finally, his pleasure increased to unknown heights, she brought him to climax. He pulled her head close, pushing his penis deeply into her mouth. She swallowed his ejaculations as they came, increasing the sensations. At last, it was over. [No kidding--Ed.] She pulled back and lay her head on his chest. "That was beautiful. How did you get so good at it?" he asked. "My husband likes that more than sex, so I have lots of practice." They laughed. "But I can never make love to him again after you," she said. "I must divorce him and secretly marry you." "Yes," he said, "you must. You need it and I need it." And they did. [I actually began what would have been a second "chapter" of this, but I had the good sense, even then, to give up and erase it--Ed.] Michael ~Story Archives~ www.storiesonline.net www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/BitBard/www/forray/michaeld/ www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Richard_Bissell/www -- 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+