Message-ID: <27320asstr$973833002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: "sven_the_elder@ntlworld.com" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" X-Original-Message-ID: <20001106174200.EVRP277.mta01-svc.ntlworld.com@[213.104.156.47]> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-MIME-Autoconverted: from quoted-printable to 8bit by sara.asstr-mirror.org id TAA13176 Subject: {ASSM} Anniv-Flash - 'Belfast Crab' by Sven the Elder X-Original-Subject: 'Belfast Crab' A Sven the Elder 'Anni' Short Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2000 00:10:02 -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 This story contains words of a sexual nature and should not be read by juveniles. If this means you, go away and read something else; you shouldn't be here anyway. This is a work of fiction and in no way portrays real life -- if you can't hack that, go lie down in a dark room; the bad feelings will go away. ============================================== This work is copyright by the author. You may download and keep one copy for your personal use as long as the author's byline and e-mail address and these paragraphs remain on the copy. Any posting on a website or to a newsgroup requires the previous permission of the author. ============================================== This story contains actions and descriptions of acts that may be less than appropriate in today's uncertain and unsafe world -- practice safe sex at all times. ============================================== The Belfast Crab An Anniversary 'Short By Sven the Elder (C) November 2000 When she hit my life I was living in Belfast and she blew in like a hurricane - to this day I'm not sure where or how I first saw her. The memory is hazy now, but I think I had gone to a friends house to borrow something, his latest girlfriend was there and I was introduced to her. Somehow we left together, ended up having a drink, then a meal together and later that night for the first time she shared my bed. She was an insatiable lover, I just as besotted. Note I said we shared a bed, I did not say we slept. She was a noisy, enthusiastic and messy lover - a total delight in fact. That first night she introduced me to several new styles of love-making. She blew me - with an expertise that was breathtaking. I was hard beyond belief, when I came it was with a violence that moved my toenails in the direction of the tip of my dick... from the inside! She didn't spit, or as it turned out swallow, but shared my cum with me in the wettest sloppiest kiss I have ever had. It was far from the turn-off you might think - as she said 'If I'm prepared to taste it, then you should be as well.' A hard piece of logic to argue with. Then she grabbed her purse and produced some KY. Was there nothing she had not got hidden in there? I was hard again as she applied it and then introduced me to the joys of anal as she came hard and noisily with me, her sphincter clamping down hard in its attempts to amputate my straining member. We showered and cleaned up and had a sandwich and went back to bed. Then came the 'crab'! She wanted to 'be eaten' and 'offered to make things easy for me.' Did I mention she was supple? She was supple! She lay on her back and pulled her legs up so that her knees were either side of her spectacular breasts, her arms behind her knees and holding herself open, wantonly and totally exposed to me in the light of the bedside lamp. Moist, pink open pussy with a musky aroma that would kick-start a corpse. I ate of that honey-pot, lapped until my jaw was sore as she keened softly before I was urged to 'fuck me NOW!' And I did, buying myself deep in her wet centre and exploding, in that long first slide of ecstasy. Did I marry her? No! She stayed with me for a little over a month, before tiring of me, casting me aside and moving on just quickly as she had entered my life. But - thirty and odd years later - I still remember with affection those brief, stolen nights of passion with my 'Belfast Crab' Ends Sven the Elder (C) November 2000 "Long may you want to - may you want to long" - old celtish wish. Sven the Elder stories are archived at: http://www.storiesonline.net/ and http://www.NaughtyWords.com./ e-mail to Sven_the_elder at ntlworld dot com "Long may you want to - may you want to long" - old celtish wish. Sven the Elder stories are archived at: http://www.storiesonline.net/ and http://www.NaughtyWords.com./ e-mail to Sven_the_elder at ntlworld dot com -- 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+