Message-ID: <27331asstr$973843806@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <200011062037.NAA12662@nyx10.nyx.net> X-Nyx-Envelope-Data: Date=Mon Nov 6 13:37:59 2000, Sender=anon584c, Recipient=ckought69@hotmail.com, Valsender=anon584c@localhost From: anon584c@nyx.net (Uther Pendragon) Reply-To: anon584c@nyx.net X-Original-Subject: Aniv - Flash "Hide and Seek" {Pendragon} (bg no-sex) Subject: {ASSM} Anniv-Flash: "Hide and Seek" {Pendragon} (bg no-sex) Date: Fri, 10 Nov 2000 03:10:06 -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 IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18, or otherwise forbidden by law to read electronically transmitted erotic material, please go do something else. This material is Copyright, 2000, Uther Pendragon. All rights reserved. I specifically grant the right for all reproduction necessary for normal Usenet propagation. I specifically grant the right of downloading and keeping ONE electronic copy for your personal reading so long as this notice is included. Reposting requires previous permission. Many of my other stories can be found at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www. If you have any comments or requests, please E-mail them to me at anon584c@nyx.net. All persons here depicted are figments of my imagination; any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. # # # # Hide and Seek by Uther Pendragon People think that you can see through pine branches, but green or brown clothes are invisible against the tree roots in evening dusk. I dropped down, rolled under, and proved my point. I bumped into somebody who was already there. "Go away," she whispered. "Move in a little more," I whispered back. Since there was no way that only one of us would be caught, she moved. I pressed up against her. By now, figuring clothes, voice, hair, and height, I had identified Shirley. Shirley was a grade older and just my height. I would have recognized her sooner if I had ever heard her whisper before. She was more the yelling type. We both froze as feet pounded past on the dirt outside. I couldn't tell if it was Jerry. When the feet were gone, I put my arm around her. It wasn't meant for anything. It was to keep me as deep under the branches as possible. Someone ran past again, and I used the trunk to pull myself further in. Then we both relaxed, and I let go. My arm eased down across her chest, and the hand fell on a hard bump. She tensed, and I moved my hand immediately. Which brought my thumb up against another bump. I grabbed her arm expecting either a yell or a fight. She stiffened but seemed to accept that it was an accident. She wasn't the only one who stiffened, however. My peter started to grow and press against her bottom. I moved away and again expected a fight. Her response was more like a silent giggle. Then her hand moved back into the space I'd made. She felt my pants leg and then found my peter. I thought that someone was walking up the path, and I didn't want to talk. I moved my hand to her shoulder, then slowly down across her chest. She could stop me by moving her hand. She didn't. We lay there with my hand trying to figure the shape of her tiny new breast through a couple layers of cloth and her hand exploring my peter in the same way. Both explorations were making my peter bigger, but didn't seem to have any effect on her bump. Jerry called "Allee allee infree," in the distance. Shirley let go and started to push back. "Give me a second," I said. I straightened and rolled out. The first roll over my front hurt a bit, but the next time I lifted a little. I was straightening my clothes and brushing myself off when she rolled out and stood up. "Race you back," she said. I could tell from her tone that she knew I wasn't in a shape for running. I let her run off and then started walking at an angle. There was no sense in letting the others guess where I had been hiding. THE END Uther Pendragon Hide and Seek 2000/11/10 -- 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+