Message-ID: <25367asstr$964001403@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: pami1968@aol.com (Pami1968) X-Original-Message-ID: <20000718170020.14593.00000213@ng-da1.aol.com> Subject: {ASSM} NEW "The Club" Pt.2 by Pami (M/F) Date: Wed, 19 Jul 2000 06:10:03 -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: newsman, dennyw This story contains sexual words, themes, and actions. If you are under 21, go away. If you don't like this sort of thing, or think its too bizarre, go away. If, on the other hand, you are legal, and you kinda, sorta dig this type of story... Read on! :) This is the first new story I have written in a while. Real life has sucked beyond belief for the past eight months or so, but I have moved again, and I am feeling happy and those creative juices are flowing again. Hopefully, I will have more time to write from now on. :) For those of you who have never read a Pami story, lemme tell ya... I try to write some really hot sex! This particular story is written strictly from a male perspective, and being a woman... that is a challenge. SO.... if I hit it on the head, write me. If you think I am way off base, write me. In fact, what the hell... JUST WRITE ME! :) Oh... and check out my website, courtesy of Rui Jorge, at ASSTR. http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Pami/www There's lots of stories there. :) Done rambling... on with the show! "The Club" by Pami (M/F, rom?) Part 2 They made it up to the room without further incident. She was intoxicating, but he was able to maintain some sense of decorum. He would have liked to stop the elevator and taken her right there, but he knew that the club probably had security cameras in there, and he really didn't want his client to be embarrassed by his behavior. The room was large and dominated by the king-sized brass bed. It also had a marble writing desk with his laptop on it, a brass-finished office chair, a cozy leather recliner in one corner, and a cherry armoire, which housed the television. He glanced at the clock. It was almost 1 am, and he had a presentation to give to the client at 10 am, and he hoped that he would be awake to make it a good one. But he was not about to let this woman walk out of here until he had his fill of her. He was amazed at the uninhibited way that she suddenly jumped onto the bed. "Are you coming?" she asked him coyly as she patted the spot next to her. He perched gingerly at the edge of the bed, reached out and ran his hand up her leg. She wasn't wearing pantyhose or stockings, and he could feel her smooth and silky flesh. Her skin was so soft that he wanted to caress her all over, and he told her so. When he added the comment "And I can't wait to find out if you taste as good as you smell," he watched as she blushed. She actually blushed! The woman who brazenly told him in a bar that she was wondering what it would be like to fuck him actually blushed! He was fascinated. He pushed her long skirt up above her knees and began to kiss her ankles. He slowly moved up her legs, trying to be fair to each one, licking and kissing her shapely calves. He could vaguely hear her moaning, and he smiled. He could feel his cock pushing insistently against his pants, but he ignored it. He had meant it when he said that he wanted to hear her beg him to stop. Her thighs were curved and smooth like a fine violin, soft without being doughy, and they cushioned him as he reached the spot between him that he desired so much. He looked up at her, and she was lying on her back now, two or three pillows behind her head so that she could watch him, and enjoy the sight of him between her legs as well as the physical sensations that he was giving her. Her face was prettily flushed, and her brown eyes seemed almost black with her arousal. She bit her full lower lip as he reached one long finger out and lightly traced the gusset of her silky panties. He leaned closer to the origin of the tantalizing aroma of heated pussy, and looked into her eyes as he slowly extended his tongue and briefly touched the wet spot that was further proof of her passion. She whimpered and shifted her hips towards his face, as if trying to force him to press harder on her pleasure spot. He smiled. He loved driving women insane with lust, and he rarely came across one who seemed to get excited as quickly as this one. He was planning on bringing her to orgasm after orgasm before satisfying his own needs. He slowly took the flat of his tongue and carefully licked what was now the transparent stretch of fabric covering her pussy. She tasted delicious, even through her panties, and he decided that he needed to be closer to the source. He reached his hands around the backs of her thighs, propping them up against his biceps, and tugged on the satiny scrap of material separating him from what he craved so much. She helped by rolling her ass up, allowing him to draw her panties down and off of her long legs. She looked back down at him as he focused his gaze on her treasures. With her thighs up on his shoulders and arms, he could see it all. She obviously trimmed her pussy. The dark hair was short and seemed to provide a frame for the pinkness of her inner lips. He took the fingers of one hand and pulled on the outer lips, noting how full they seemed to be. That was a good sign, he thought. He remembered reading somewhere that a woman with full pussy lips was full of passion. As if he needed a book to tell him that about this particular female! As he tugged on her outer lips, the inner pussy lips seemed to part themselves for his gaze, and he could feel the incredible heat emanating from deep within her. He looked up at her face again, and saw that she was looking down at him, eyes slitted with lust, and her tongue licking at her lips. "Has anyone ever told you what a beautiful pussy you have?" he commented to her, amazed and pleased to hear how calm he sounded. He didn't want her to know that he was dying to bury his face in her and lick her until she was dry. That wouldn't have been part of his plan. She giggled a little bit, and her eyes slid away from his. In fact, part of him wondered if she weren't blushing again, although the flush of passion on her face hid that fact from him. "Look at me," he commanded, and she opened her eyes and looked down at him. He took both of his hands, and pulled her thick pussy lips apart, exposing the pinkness of her most sensitive areas. He once again deliberately and slowly extended his tongue. He bent his head closer to her, and his blue eyes clung to hers as he once again took a slow lick of her pussy, but this time, directly on her flesh. He dragged his tongue from just below her clit down over her slit, grazing her small hole there, and continued past it, to the sensitive area between her pussy and her ass, lightly tickling her brown rosette and stopped about two inches past it. She was moaning now, but continued to look into his eyes, as he closed his mouth and savored the tastes that were her essence. She tasted vaguely of soap, but that was overwhelmed by the proverbial scent of a woman. He then extended his tongue and once again followed the path of her most intimate crevices, but in reverse this time, from her ass to just below her obviously engorged clitoris. He felt her hips jerk down, as she tried to get him to touch her clit, but he just smiled and smacked his lips. He decided it was time to tell her what he wanted from her, so he waited patiently, not touching her anywhere, except for his fingers, which still held her exposed to him. She stopped rocking back and forth when there was no more friction on her pussy, and she opened her mouth to speak. "Ah, ah, ah...." he admonished with a grin on his face. "I think I am the one who is going to do the talking here." He watched as her eyebrows drew together in confusion. "Huh?" she grunted in surprise. He smiled again. "I think it is time for me to tell you exactly what is going to happen here." He was glad he had his arms wrapped around her thighs as he felt her jump and begin to tense up. Her eyes had flown open wide, and she seemed to be a bit frightened now. "Calm down, calm down," he reassured her, with a quick kiss on her soft inner thigh. "I just want to prove to you that there is indeed a man who CAN keep up with you. And you are lucky enough to have found him. In fact, he is right here, between your legs. I am going to eat you, baby, so thoroughly that you are going to beg me to stop. I am going to lick up every drop of your delicious pussy juice, and savor every taste." He was enjoying this. He was exciting himself by being crude, and he could tell by the way her thighs had relaxed against him that she was enjoying it too. "I am going to fuck you with my tongue, and I want to feel you come with my face buried in you. I want to suck your clit until you can't stand it anymore and you squeeze these legs around my face to keep me there while you come over and over again. And when you think you can't stand anymore, I am going to take my hard cock and fuck it deep inside your tight cunt so that I can explode deep inside you and feel your walls milk me as you come at the same time. And then, when you think it is all over, I am going to roll you over, and I WILL take you from behind, just like the animals we both are, and fuck you so hard and so well that you are going to beg me to never stop." He smiled up into her eyes again. "Now... how does that sound?" He ended on a very matter-of-fact and almost casual tone, and he was thrilled as he watched her face during his little speech. Her eyes had seemed to slant upwards at the outside edges as he spoke, giving her an almost feline look, and unless he was mistaken, that was indeed a purr that he heard coming from her parted lips. "Hmmmm?" he asked as she refrained from answering him. Finally, the purr stopped and she arched her back. She reached down to her ample breasts and pulled on her obviously erect nipples through the fabrics of the dress and her bra. His mouth watered at the sight of them, thinking how large they must be if their aroused state was so apparent through the layers of clothing covering them from his eyes. "Please... lick me?" she asked him, surprisingly quietly, he thought, considering her visible agitation. He thrust his tongue out again, and tauntingly licked up one side of her lips and down the other. "Like that?" he queried, knowing that it was not quite what she wanted. "No," she moaned. She inhaled deeply, and looked down at him as she teased her tits even more, slightly twisting the nipples now. He gazed into her eyes. "Tell me..." She inhaled again, and shut her eyes. He was surprised that she seemed almost embarrassed, and he was about to take pity on her, when her eyes opened again. She reached down with one hand and twined it through his thick hair. "Lick my pussy. Suck my clit. Nibble on me. Drink my juices down. Tongue fuck my cunt. Just make me COME!" As she spoke, her vocal volume increased until her final plea was loud enough to make him wonder if there was anyone in the room next door. That concern fled however, as he leaned down towards her heat and buried his face in her. He couldn't get over how hot she was. Hot and wet. His tongue slid deep inside her, and he felt the walls of her pussy try to clamp down on its slipperiness. His nose bumped against her clit, and he could hear her moaning increase in volume. He worked into an in and out motion, and then sneakily took one of his hands off of her lips and began to rub that magic button back and forth while he fucked her. He could feel his cheeks getting wet with her, and he loved it. She tasted so wonderful, he thought he could lick it up all night, and smiled to himself when he realized that he could indeed do just that. He glanced up at her face and saw that she had thrown her head back, and was almost violently tugging on her nipples to increase her excitement. He swirled his tongue around inside of her narrow passage and he felt her tense up. He quickly took her swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger, which was no small feat considering how slippery it was, and yanked on it fiercely. She came close to screaming and her whole body froze. Then, as he pulled his tongue out of her, and quickly buried it back inside, he felt her climax. The walls of her cunt seemed to pull on his tongue, not wanting it to withdraw too quickly. The concept of what her orgasm would feel around his cock flashed through his mind, and he felt his pre-cum dripping, with his manhood still confined in his pants. He struggled not to climax himself, so while he was continuing his efforts with his lingual digit, he started to recite the alphabet backwards. Ever so slowly, he felt her body relax, although there were still some aftershock contractions that surfaced from time to time. Particularly, he noted, when he would scrape the upper wall of her cunt especially firmly. He noted that for future reference. When she had calmed down enough to look down at him, he pulled his face from her sopping trench and smiled at her. "Good one?" he commented as he raised a single eyebrow at her. "Jesus... that was an INCREDIBLE one...." she panted, still slightly out of breath. "There's more where that came from, sweetheart," he told her as he looked down at her fiery pink slit and went back to the task at hand. He closed his eyes and allowed his entire world to become her nether regions. He caressed her inner lips with his tongue, up and down each side, and then sucked them into his mouth, nibbling and pulling on them. He flicked his tongue over the narrow opening of her cunt, making small circles, but never dipping inside her. He moved up to her clit, and circled that, over and over, only occasionally licking gently over the top of it, despite the movement of her hips that tried to get him to concentrate his efforts there. He had another target in mind, and he took his hands and firmly pushed her thighs up, off of his shoulders, and zeroed in on the forbidden spot. Her small rosebud was clenched tightly, and he licked over and over it, enjoying the squeals he could vaguely hear her making above him. Her ass swayed back and forth and he wondered if she had this done to her before. And then he stopped thinking about anything other than getting his tongue into that taboo passageway. It was a difficult task, as every time he concentrated on circling her hole, she squirmed away from him. However, as he did it over and over again, he noticed a small change in her reactions. Instead of flinching away from his touch each time, he noticed that she started to push down on it, seemingly trying to get him to slither inside. Her pucker relaxed as it grew accustomed to the feel of his tongue on it, and he decided it was time. He placed his hands on her cheeks, and pulled them apart to expose his target even more, and then, as she grew silent, he licked back and forth quickly over her tightness. With each flick of his tongue, he pressed harder and harder, and ever so slowly, he felt the ring of her flesh give way to the insistent pressure. Finally, he had worked the tip of his tongue inside her, and he listened to her groans and small moans of passion. He began to repeat his previous actions, although instead of using her cunt as the channel to bring her pleasure, he used her ass. He fucked her, in and out, over and over again. Never thrusting too deeply. No more than an inch or so, and sometimes less than that, to vary the sensations for her. Her ass danced in rhythm with his thrusts, and he slowly began to pick up the tempo. The juices of her pussy flowed fast and furious, and dripped down onto his face and flavored the experience even more for him. He used his thumb this time on her swollen clit, rubbing the pad of his digit over and over her nubbin of flesh. He couldn't tell how long he kept it up, since time had lost all meaning for him by this point, but it seemed like forever and an instant at the same time, when he felt her freeze again. He pushed his tongue deeper than before into her and also pressed her clit firmly back into her body. He vaguely heard a scream as she came. It felt like she was trying to pull his tongue out of his mouth, and he had to struggle to keep her from rocking back and forth too much. His senses were overloaded again, as he drifted off into a fantasy where he had his cock buried in her ass and he struggled to control himself. Finally, she relaxed, and he pulled his tongue out of her, licking his lips as he did so. He thought briefly about what he should do next. He wanted to suck her clit until she screamed again, and again, and again. He wanted to have her suck his achingly hard cock until he came in a torrent down her throat. He wanted to strip her clothes off, and fuck her tits, splattering them with an explosion of sperm when he couldn't stand it anymore. But her voice interrupted his train of thought. "Please," she panted, out of breath. "Please. No more." She smiled down at him. "I want to feel your cock inside me." She breathed quickly as she half sat up. "Please, let's get your clothes off. I want you to fuck me. Now." Well, he told himself, there was no point in arguing with that. His cock twitched as if in agreement, and he pulled himself up to his knees, simultaneously unbuttoning his shirt. She moved quickly too, pulling her long dress over her head, and undoing the front clasp of her bra. As her titties were exposed to his stare, he unzipped his pants. His cock practically exploded out of its confinement, pointing at her in its glorious arousal. "Oh my God," she moaned, as she reached for him. "Its so big!" she breathed in a tone of awe. He chuckled, but knew that it WAS larger than most. "Oh, come on," he teased, "its only 9 and a half inches long. And it's not THAT thick." He was used to female reaction to his endowment, but he never tired of it. It was an ego thing, he knew, but he didn't care. The important thing was that he knew how to USE it to make them happy. And by making them happy, they made HIM happy. It was nice how that worked out, he thought. Both completely naked now, he knee walked up between her thighs. He reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He didn't always travel prepared, but he had figured if she was willing, he had better be ready. He handed her the package. "Put it on me. Now. I want you. Now," and he punctuated each small sentence with a small stroke of his hard cock over the wetness of her pussy. She moaned and fumbled to open it. As she did, he continued to stroke her, holding his cock with one hand, and with the other, reaching out to touch the turgid pinkness of her nipples. They were even more spectacular than he had originally thought, and he leaned down and lightly bit the right one. He felt her touch on his prick and looked down to see her white hands clumsily begin to roll the condom down over his cock. He helped her, wanting to ensure that it was anchored properly, since he was damn sure he was going to fuck the hell out of her, and he didn't want to have to stop in the middle. Finally, it was in place, and he circled her hole with the tip of his cock. He could feel the heat emanating from inside her, and he half-wished that he could feel the moistness against his flesh, although the last remnant of rational thought told him to keep dreaming. Her moans were matched by his at this point, as they both watched his cock against her cunt. And then, with one thrust, he slammed about six inches inside her. They both groaned loudly at the invasion. He couldn't believe how hot it was inside her, and how she seemed to grip him like a glove, even through the thin latex covering. He withdrew and began to fuck her shallowly and slowly, using only about two or three inches. Every time he pushed in, he had to fight his instinct to bury his cock all of the way inside, but he wanted to make it last for both of them. She began to babble. "Please. More. More. I want you all the way inside me. Fuck me. Now. More. Give me all of it. God. Now. Please." Each of his out-strokes was matched by a word from her, and each of the in-strokes resulted in a moan, increasing in volume with each one. He watched her breasts jiggle with each of his motions, and he wanted to see how much he could make them move. So, finally, in a game with himself, he suddenly rammed his entire cock all the way inside her tight channel. Both of their eyes closed and he just held it there, enjoying the moment. He pulled all of the way out, and then did it again. And again. And again. Picking up speed as her pelvis was tilting up to meet his every plunge. The sweat was dripping from his forehead as they continued their motions. They were both moaning loudly now, and there were no words, as the sensations were overwhelming both of them. She began one seemingly continuous wail that stopped abruptly as she froze. He knew what was next, and he pounded his whole length into her, balls-deep and felt it. Her orgasm was amazing. She screamed and he felt almost like a hand instantly gripped his cock and began to milk it. He knew he was going to come and he felt his semen hurtle through its channel and erupt in spurts that felt like they were coming from his spine, he shot so hard. His yell matched hers and they shuddered together through the mind-blowing climax. He collapsed on top of her softness and once he was capable of rational thought, he wondered if he was crushing her. The involuntary contractions that were still randomly running through her body kept massaging his cock, keeping it hard. He remembered the condom and agonizingly pulled his prick from her warmth, willing his body to get up and dispose of sheath. He quickly did so, returning as fast as he could from the bathroom. He didn't want her to disappear on him. He wasn't quite through with her just yet. In fact, he wondered if he would ever get enough of her. She had rolled over on her side and he slid behind her, spooning up against her voluptuously curved ass. He stretched on hand over her side and pulled on the nipple closest to him. She moaned and wiggled against his half erect cock, hardening it again. "Mmmmmm..." she murmured. "Is that what I think it is?" And she giggled that infectious and throaty giggle that he had heard so many times already that night. He smiled at the back of her head and reached down to lightly smack her buttocks. "I told you what I was going to do to you tonight. We aren't even CLOSE to finished yet." She purred again. "I was hoping you'd say that." He glanced at the clock. It was 4 am, and he groaned, thinking of the presentation he had to give in just six hours. He couldn't stop now, and he suddenly remembers the caffeine pills he had slipped into his suitcase this trip, 'just in case'. He was glad that he had planned ahead, because he had every intention of giving a kick ass presentation and landing this client. The prospect of spending more time in this city, in this bed, and especially with this woman was motivating him far more than any monetary reward. -- 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+