Message-ID: <24265asstr$959073006@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <3929E7CA.F9E99EDC@litech.net> From: Glen Willard X-Accept-Language: en MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Subject: {ASSM} Romance Date: Tue, 23 May 2000 05:10:06 -0400 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: dennyw, apuleius Submitted as a true story. Names changed only. FRAN A story now. Maybe erotic. About Fran. This is the first. There will be more that tell about her and her experiences. With friends. And even me. Some will be sexually explicit. The lady was enormously sensual and sexual. So now. A first story. A wife of mine passed away recently. At 54. Actually my only wife. One of many lovers. But always my best friend from age 13. (I, at 14 went to her 13th birthday party.) And always my best lover and my only love. We never exactly had an open marriage. We were never into "swinging". But, we did have our moments. Foursomes, threesomes, both of us in such arrangements, plus our individual escapades with others and one on one. This lady was beautiful. And she was sexual. At the slightest provocation her "motor" was on. High speed, four on the floor, and a roller coaster ride for her and whoever she was with followed. I've observed her with others and together, male and female. Always exciting. I'm not really a voyeur though. My most exciting sexual and erotic times with her were when she would describe some of the experiences (adventures) she had. Almost all those experiences were by accident or incidental. I suppose she told me of those times to get me aroused. It always worked and I always encouraged her telling me her adventures. Aroused her too. This woman was about 5'5", when young 120 lb., when a little older, 135-140 but well proportioned. Medium to small breasts, but so sensitive. Long blonde hair, light complexion (but she could tan bronze), hazel eyes, and great legs. Intellect to spare. Smart,...smart person. Wisdom to spare. And share. Anyone who met my Fran for anytime considered themselves her best friend. She always counseled people, but only at their request. She always listened to people. She was greatly honored by all who knew her. She was physically beautiful, but the inner beauty was more important. She could do much with her body and sensuality. Great at masturbation. She loved it. She could touch herself, then begin artistry with her hands and fingers. It would last awhile and end in almost exhaustion, but definitely satisfaction. It was beautiful. She was extremely oral. She is one of only a few women I've known who could bring herself off while sucking. She had strong vaginal muscles and liked to "tighten up". She felt she could get so tight around a man's member that she could lift him up on the bed. She was damn close to that. The contortions on her face, the enjoyment, the noise as she tightened and lifted made it hard to maintain any kind of control. Control being wanted only to hope the ecstasy would last longer. She really wasn't into women. But she could turn anyone on. Or be turned on. She was into herself, her sexuality,.... She liked men. She liked herself. She (and I realize a disconnect here) had a fine tasting pussy. She just enjoyed being eaten. I enjoyed eating her. A touch, a tongue here, there. Effective. Exciting. Really wild with my Fran. Anyway, as said, I especially liked her telling me of her adventures. She described one experience as follows. It happened when she was about 42. I'm a year older. We had a barbecue. Not as in a California barbecue. But a real Tennessee barbecue. We had it out in the country at a friends cabin (several acres, fishing pond, etc. ) out near Humboldt. We invited maybe 25-50 people and as usual (we had these get togethers about once or twice a year for several years) word got around and we had in excess of a hundred people. These affairs start on a Saturday afternoon, last all night and break up after a late brunch on Sunday afternoon. People come and go. Anyway after digging the pit and beginning to cook the wood, I managed to get drunk. This is fairly unusual as I enjoy these cookouts so much. Usually, I drink a lot, but work hard, have a good buzz, but remain a good host. Anyway, I got drunk, got my ass on my shoulders, had words with my best partner, my Fran...and dumbly drove back to a friends house in Memphis. Of course, in my state I was no good for the woman I went to visit until much later the next day. Anyway, late, the next day I got home. Thankfully, Fran took everything in stride. And we quickly got together. She had me enter her from behind, not anal (though she likes that), just from behind. And then she began talking. After I left, she said she was just confused, figured I'd be back, she'd continue being a good hostess, and so she just continued to enjoy the event. Later in the night, actually wee hours of morning and with some in tents or in the cabin asleep and some still siting by the fire, she was approached by Alan. Alan is an acquaintance of mine. Not close enough to be called a friend but in a circle of others that are friends. So I knew Alan and had had some conversation with him. And I was immediately alert and getting harder. Why? The reason. In the circle of friends of which Alan was a part, I knew two things. One, he was something of a "ladies' man", a cocksman. Also, the guys said he was such a cocksman because of his huge dick. I knew Fran was about to tell me of big dicks. And she did. She said Alan approached her as she was about to get some rest before putting the Boston butts on the pit at dawn. We camp and sleep in a large (extended) van. It's not fancy. Just a lot of room and we have it set up with a large mattress and we bring covers and/or sleeping bags. Very utilitarian. Anyway she said Alan, who she did not know before that night, was very suggestive. And hear remember, as she talks, I have my member where it belongs and she has me and knows it. She is also excited and wanting to relive the incident and to take control of me. She now speaks. "Get it harder Rob. He did. He was real hard. He was big. God, ...he was so...big. Big. Harder... Rob, damn, try to get it harder.. Alan was so big. So fat. Hard. He kept at it . Stroking..pushing. Damn, it was so big. So fat. God, it was good. You know, I wasn't in the mood. I was tired. I needed to sleep. But he kind of pushed me back against Ely Mae (the van). I was a little angry. But he grabbed my hand and put it down his pants. I never felt anything so big." (Fran was a nurse and practiced for about 10 years--so the fact that she was impressed, impressed me.). She continued..."I wasn't in the mood. In fact, I felt I was almost being raped. But, as I felt that thing,... oh Rob,... I said to myself, Fran, girl, if you don't try this you are crazy." And then she began describing...and looking back at me( remember my rear guard position) and enjoying the reliving herself, the torture and the excitement for me. She had me in total control. She kept pushing back, tightening, and raising her ass, rotating. "Do you like this? I did it for him better. He was so big. He pushed hard. He took it part out, then went in again, God ...so good. I was full. He kept going. But, I got him too. I sucked him,...got him begging. He was so cocky at first.....then I had him eating me. Then I sucked more. I got to thinking. I might take even more in my cunt, but not in my mouth. Then I got on top. God, I got deep. I wanted more. But, Rob, that was so good. I got slow and tight. So big. I had him. But then he got behind me again. I was over the seat. That big thing was in me again from behind. I pushed back, I was tight. But, he started pounding. In and out. In and out. He was almost angry I think.. Alan got me. I was crazy. He got me big time. But he was spent. I won. Kind of a grudge fuck but damn it was good." (Here she reaches back, grabs my balls, pushes back harder.) .She described the whole night in Ely Mae with a big dick. " .....and he knew how to use it. It was so big, (she looks around at me, she tightens, she laughs...) get it bigger Rob, harder...harder" She turns around, I have my very best hard dick in her pussy. She opens each hand and spreads them apart."It was this big...and so hard and so fat...God Rob, get it bigger." Her hands were at least 10 inches apart. I, groaning, ask if she was sure it was that big. She then very carefully spread her hands to 10 or 11 inches again and says, "Yes, it was that long and as fat as my risk It was huge and it was great". She had me. She then came as I did. I pulled out and rolled over exhausted. But she wasn't through. She got up and got her favorite vibrator. She played with it telling me how good it felt but that it wasn't as good as Alan. She continued to talk with more details as she got herself more and more excited. Then she put the vibrator as deep as it could go in her. It disappeared as she began finger fucking herself with the vibrator inside her pussy. She was panting "I wish it were bigger, like Alan". By this time I was extremely aroused and a little jealous, (which, I think, is what she wanted). I pulled the vibrator out and entered her but she rejected me. Instead she rolled me over on my back in an angry manner. She then got on top and proceeded to tighten up and fuck me hard, as she seemed to go crazy. She continued to talk of Alan as she furiously pounded me from her top position. She and I came again. I could barely hold on through the whole thing. But, she still wasn't through. She climbed off me turned around and again got on top of me but in a 69 position. She began to pound her pussy into my face, again furiously and harshly, as she held my penis in her hand and ordered me to get it hard. I could only keep my tongue moving as she pounded; she even moved up and rubbed her pussy on my chin for more traction. Finally, she slowed down and began sucking me in a soft and sensual way. Eating the pussy became enjoyable. When she had me hard again she got off and lay on her back and told me to fuck her. We had a very good fuck then. When we finished she said, "Wasn't that good Rob". We both were tired, satisfied and her comment was not a question. I never failed to enjoy when I could get her to repeat that story. There are more details. Also, more stories. One, a guy named Jack who she has had sex with calls. He says he is in the Southside Holiday Inn, near the river...he has a friend with him he says...She, Fran, my Fran, says..."Does this mean what I think it does?" He says "yes"..... So, another of many stories. Interested? -- 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+