Message-ID: <32082asstr$998226603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: couture@literotica.org (Couture) X-Original-Message-ID: <9f29c997.0108182058.4a8c8c6e@posting.google.com> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 19 Aug 2001 04:58:38 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Icing on the Cake by Couture (FM, FD) Date: Sun, 19 Aug 2001 09:10:03 -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: dennyw, kelly Icing on the Cake by Couture (c) 2001 Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c)2001 by Couture Today started out as not a very good day. It was my birthday, but I had just moved to this town and didn't really know anyone to celebrate it with. So here I sat on a ladder, painting the trim of outside of my garage. However my crappy day started getting better when I overheard my neighbor talking on the phone in her bedroom. I stopped paying attention to what I was doing, so I could listen to her conversation. "Well he refuses to go down on me. He says real men don't do that kind of thing. The only time I'm able to have an orgasm is when I do it myself when he's not at home." "Uh-huh ... Uh-huh" "You know Lisa, what I wouldn't give to find a guy who would just go down on me. Ya know, no strings attached. That way I wouldn't be cheating on Bill." "Yeah, I know, who's going to be willing just to eat me. Huh?" "Well a girl can dream can't she." "Hah Hah. Well nice talking to you too Gina" "Good-bye" Damn! My dick got hard listening to her conversation. I mean, my neighbor is a gorgeous woman, with great legs and a nice ass. She's 23 years old and her husband is 28. I don't understand him at all, because I would love to eat her pussy. I wish I had the guts to tell her, that I would do JUST THAT for her. No strings attached, but I'm shy and that is probably the reason her husband has the hot wife and I'm painting the house on my birthday. Well, I've had enough of this, time to put this paint stuff up and go jerk off while thinking about eating my neighbor. "Hey Tim! I just made some iced tea, do you want to come inside and cool down for a bit?" Oh God! It's her. "Sure, that would be nice Lisa" Now to just hide my hard-on with my paint bucket, while I walk down the ladder. I followed her, staring at her ass and long legs as she walked. The miniskirt she was wearing left little to the imagination. Her husband must be a fool. "Have a seat and rest Tim, I'll go get it for you." She returned with the tea and when she leaned down I could look down her blouse and she her breasts almost spill out of her bra. Then she sat down in the chair in front of me. "Boy it sure is hot out there, isn't it?" Lisa said as she placed her cup of iced tea against her throat. I could see her nipples as they hardened through her blouse. Damn! I'm not going to be able to stand up. "Yes, it is hot out there. It feels like the heat is just leaning on you!" "Hee Hee. Yeah, I've been watching you work around your house. I wish my husband would do more around here, but he feels it's beneath him." Lisa had begun to dangle her shoe off her foot as she fidgited with her the hem of her skirt. Is she flirting with me? I wonder if she would let me go down on her? "I've never felt like *anything* was beneath me." God! I hope I wasn't too obvious or sounded too desperate. Maybe it's time to break out the big guns and go for a little guilt. "I just feel bad working around the house on my birthday." "Awww...Is it your birthday? If I had known I would have done something special for you." Oh God! She's spreading her legs ... and she's not wearing *panties*! "Would my birthday boy like a piece of cake?" Lisa said as she pulled her skirt up, exposing her pussy. Oh would I! I got down on my knees in front of her and stared at her ripe aroused sex. I had always imagined her pussy would be blonde and trimmed tightly, but in reality, she wasn't a true blonde and it looked like she had never trimmed her thick bush. Hell, who am I kidding. I had never dated anyone as pretty, black-hairy pussy or not. She brought my hands to her knees and used them to spread her long legs wide. Ugh! She smelled fragrant, almost as if she had been masturbating for an hour. "Come on baby, eat your desert!" she said, as she pulled my head toward her moist matted cunt. As I reached my tongue toward her thick lips, I notice a trace of pearly liquid leaking from her pussy. Oh God! That must be Bill's cum. He must have just fucked her. Gross! "Uh huh. Sorry I don't do that kind of thing. I better go Lisa." "No you don't Timmy. Unless you want to explain to Bill how the paint from your fingertips got on my knees and you know that Bill has a bad temper. Then I would suggest you not be rude and accept my present." Not having a choice I began to lick at her clit, which was as far away from the jizz as I could get. "That's it Timmy, eat your birthday cake. Mmmmm." "Stop stalling and lick my cunt!" She shoved my face in her cunt, forcing me to lick the cum dribbling out of her pussy. It tasted terribly bitter. Please just let me get this over with! This didn't turn out to be the movie that I had imagined. It had taken a wrong turn somewhere. "Oh! That's it bitch ... stick that tongue up there and get that nasty cum out ... ahh" How was I going to continue to live here. Every time I would see Bill, I would know that I had eaten his cum and everytime I would see Lisa, I would see myself on my knees eating her just fucked cunt. "Fuck yeah! Work that clit now Timmy, make me cum!" Lisa grabbed my ears and ground her hairy cunt on my face, coating it with a mixture of their fluids. "Oh Fuck! Oh!" "Ahhh! Ugh you cunt! Fuck! Oh yeah I'm cuuuummmmminnnng!" After holding my head tightly to her pussy, Lisa finally let my ears go. I blushed as she looked down at my cum encrusted face and pushed a finger in my mouth. "That was delicious Timmy. You did a wonderful job. I only wish that Bill would go down on me like that. Ha Ha. No strings attached ok Timmy?" Oh God! She knew I was listening to her conversation, if she was even having one at all. Lisa had set me up and now she was making sure I knew it. She wanted me to know that I had been used and *used badly*. That was the icing on the cake. The End? I got this story idea from someone named Z who posted this question on A.S.S. I live alone in my own house next door to a married couple. He is 28 and she is 23. Anyway, I was painting on some trim outside my garage and my neighbor was talking on the phone in her bedroom. Her husband was not at home. She must have been talking to her sister or a female friend. I could hear EVERYTHING. She was complaining about how her husband would NOT go down on her. Ya know, perform oral for her. (Told you this was going to be sexual). She said that she wishes she could find a guy who would do JUST THAT for her. No strings attached. Almost like a movie where right next door there is me, who would do JUST THAT for her. She is very nice looking by the way. She has great legs and a great ass. Dont understand her husband at all. My question to you would be, do I tell her that I would LOVE to help her out?? I am very shy about this stuff in person. If I did tell her and she let me do that for her, (perform oral sex for her), she would be cheating on her husband. -- 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. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+