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Subject: {ASSM} Fire and Ice (mmf bond mast oral)
Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2001 12:10:05 -0500
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This is my first attempt at a story, so I hope you enjoy it.  If you are
under the legal age for this kind of stuff, go outside and play.

   Fire & Ice (M/F/M mast oral bond)

   I hate Iceland.  My company deals with providing hydraulic equipment to
several geothermal power plants around the world.  Most of them are in
Iceland, and last year I was hijacked I mean "picked" - to visit the
installations and report back to the company.  I went in the middle of
winter and spent most of the time driving around in the dark trying to
communicate with old, grizzled men in the middle of nowhere.  When my boss
told me I had to go back to solve a problem at one of the plants, I was not
excited at all.

   Let me begin by telling you about myself.  I'm not going to lie and say
I'm 6'6" with a chiseled body and a 10 inch cock!  I am a 26 year old
engineer who still manages to go to the gym and plays some soccer on the
weekends.  I still am pretty trim and have managed to keep a pretty full
head of light brown hair on my head, but no where else.  My girlfriends
have always loved my "equipment", and my parents blessed me with a nice 7
incher.  Enough about me, on with the fun stuff.

   The "problem" the dimwits at the plant had was real simple, and I was
able to fix it in several hours.  This gave me the rest of the weekend to
take a mini vacation in the area.  Since it was summer, I was able to
actually see the landscape and was impressed with its rugged beauty.  I
spent the day hiking a glacier and seeing the many geysers and waterfalls.
As I was driving back to Reykjavik, I saw a sign in English that said "Hot
Mineral Baths 10 km." It had been a long day and a nice soak sounded pretty
good.

   The place actually turned out to be a pretty nice setup with several
natural geothermal mineral pools and a little snack bar.  I saw that I was
the only American in the place and assumed this was a local hangout instead
of something found in one of those travel books.  I fished my swimsuit out
of my duffle in the back, grabbed a beer, and headed for the pools.  Most
of them were filled with families or older couples, but I managed to find
on secluded in the back that looked inviting.  The hot water felt soooo
nice.  The combination of warm water and gas bubbles awoke the monster
between my legs and I was quickly hard as a stone.

   My last girlfriend broke up with me about three months ago, and work has
severely put a cramp in my love life.  I quickly looked around and pulled
my cock over the waistband and began to slowly stroke it.  I was in heaven
by this point with the warmth and bubbles, moving closer and closer to the
finish line.  Just before I was about to become a geyser myself, I heard a
couple walking in my direction.  I quickly sheathed my sword back into my
trunks and sipped on my beer to cool me off.  I must have been such a sight
with a red face and a tent in my trunks, but what I saw was even more
impressive.

   Around the corner came two Icelandic gods.  I learned later they were
Erik & Ingred, but before me stood two perfect specimens of beauty.  Erik
was a chiseled man with a head of blonde spikey hair and a little blue
Speedo.  Ingred was definitely a knockout.  She had shoulder length blonde
hair, deep blue eyes, and a perfect body squeezed into a tiny silver racing
suit.  Her tits were spectacular with little nubs poking out in the cool
afternoon air.  The suit was cut high on the legs with showed them off
greatly; I was just shocked to see an Icelander with a tan!

   They both saw me in the pool and quickly glanced to each other and
smiled back at me with a certain gleam in their eyes.  They asked if I was
alone and minded my company.  Of course I invited them into the pool. 
Ingred's accent was so sweet I quickly became hotter than the water.  We
talked for a while about my work, their work, and Iceland.  The talk then
quickly moved to more interesting topics.  Ingred began to ask personal
questions about my lovers and sexual proclivities.  During this time, I
almost coughed up my beer when I felt her foot begin to stroke my inner
thigh.  As her petite foot slowly traveled up my leg, her questions became
much more intimate.  "How many woman have you slept with?" "When was the
last time?" "What's your wildest fantasy?" "Have you ever fucked a blonde
before?" I looked over at Erik and he had a big dumb grin on his face, and
it was easy to figure out where her other foot was.  By the time Ingred got
to "Would you like to come back to our place?" she was openly stroking my
tool with her foot.  At that time, Erik began moaning and going stiff from
his pending orgasm.  That combined with Ingred's frankness put me over the
edge, and I spewed my load into the warm pool and got that same dumb grin
on my even redder face.  "So I take that as a yes," Ingred said with a
smile.  Her and Erik jumped out of the pool and both toweled me off under
the tree.  Erik gave me directions and followed me out to my car.  I could
see the anticipation and arousal in his mannerisms.  He told me to come
over at about 7, and Ingred would fix us dinner.  They sped off and I
followed shortly after.  I had trouble keeping my mind on the road thinking
of what just happened and what was to come.

   Back at the hotel I took a long shower and put on my good clothes.  I
saw a store with some bottles in the window and discovered it was one of
the few state liquor stores in the area.  Being a gracious guest, I thought
a bottle of wine would make the night even better.  I pulled into their
home in one of the better parts of town.  Erik was a successful factory
manager and had a very nice house overlooking the bay.  They were surprised
to see I had brought over some wine, good wine in fact.  The interior was
modern with few furnishings, but had a warm, comforting feel to it.  The
dinner was incredible with many different items and of course lots of wine.
Erik and I retired to the living room and sipped some aquavit.  Ingred
walked in wearing nothing but a smile.  We looked at each other and said
simultaneously, "Guess it's time for dessert!"

   As we followed that tight little naked ass into their bedroom, I was
already pitching another tent in my pants.  When we got into the bedroom, I
discovered Erik was already in his birthday suit and I was the only one
still dressed.  They both came at me and started pulling off my clothes
until we were three naked bodies in the middle of a bearskin rug.  Ingred
and her husband began kissing each other, which left me with an open mouth
and a pussy in my face.  I stopped for a second to admire this beautiful
slit with just a dusting of blonde hair above the lips.  Feeling she
deserved a reward for that awesome foot job, I dug right in.  My actions
down below prompted deep groans and moans from above.  I licked and sucked
for all my worth, moving back and forth between the clit and probing the
interior with my mouth muscle.  Ingred was now bucking wild and nearing her
peak.  I licked one of my fingers and wiggled it into her ass, and that was
enough to put her over the edge.  Her screams echoed off the walls like a
prehistoric Viking battle cry.  I kept on going until her aftershocks
subsided and we were all in one sweaty heap on the rug.

   Ingred then explained why they invited me over.  "My husband Erik has a
wild fantasy I've wanted to try for a while.  He wants you to fuck me while
he is tied up in a chair." She then pointed to a chair, and I got the idea.
By now my mind was fried, and I was willing to do practically anything to
sink my cock in that velvet pussy.  Erik got up and sat in a wooden chair
conveniently placed next to the bed.  Ingred handed me some silk scarves
and began to tie his hands behind his back to the chair.  I took this to
mean she wanted me to tie his legs to the bottom of the chair.  I quickly
tied his ankles to the chair legs and noticed how smooth they were.  I did
not know if it was the wine or the intense erotic air in the room, but I
began running my hands up his legs, feeling the downy soft hair contrast
against the hard muscle of the calf and thigh.  Ingred had placed a gag in
Erik's mouth by the time my hands were groping his inner thigh.

   It was then I noticed his engorged cock in front of my face.  Growing up
in America, I had never seen an uncircumcised cock before, not even in the
locker room showers.  I was intrigued by this extra skin and reached out to
grab it.  I was amazed how soft and flexible the foreskin was as it passed
over the head.  I kept pulling it back and forth, completely oblivious to
anything else in the room.  Uncut guys are very sensitive to this motion,
and I did not understand the pleasure I was giving Erik at this point. 
Ingred saw this and began to attack Erik's nipples and chest with her
fingernails.  This added stimulation only hastened the pending orgasm.  His
cock began to pulsate in my hand, but by then it was too late.  Erik shot
his seed all over my face with a muffled groan.  This was almost enough to
send me packing, but then Ingred bent down and began to lick her husband's
juice off my sticky face.  My deflated cock began again to rise as she
guided me to the bed.

   Silk is a wonderful fabric.  It is amazing how something expelled from a
worm can feel so sensual next to naked skin.  Ingred lay back on the bed
with her golden locks gently flowing over the pillows.  I began by gently
nibbling and nuzzling her neck, working my way slowly to the twin peaks.  I
caressed her generous breasts and slowly gave each of her big nipples a
little pinch and tug.  By this time, Ingred was going crazy, grabbing the
headboard and pillows, tossing back and forth.  I knew there was only one
place left to go.  My member went on auto-pilot and headed straight for its
target.  The only thing silkier than those sheets was that sweet pussy.  My
cock slowly inched its way in, delighting in the sweet warmth of Icelandic
wonder.  This drove her even crazier than before.  I knew she wanted it
rougher, and so did I.

   I began fucking that woman like a Viking on shore leave.  I was pumping
my steel member in and out, faster and harder.  Ingred hadn't reached orbit
yet, but the rockets were firing.  I held my breath and went into
overdrive, fucking like wild animals in the Artic tundra.  Drops of sweat
were pouring off our bodies and glistening in the soft light from the fire.
The fire in my loins, the sweet pussy of this ice goddess.  Fire and ice,
Iceland at its best.  I could feel my juices begin to boil and build up in
my loins.  Ingred was already floating above the bed, and with one more
hard thrust, I shot off like the mighty geysers at full mast.  Wave after
wave of pleasure flowed over my body as I shot my seed deep inside the
bucking beauty below.

   I collapsed back on the bed, completely exhausted and spent.  Ingred
came back to Earth and looked back at her husband.  Erik was straining
against his bonds, gleaming with a thin layer of cold sweat.  His poor cock
was deep purple and straining to fuck a pussy that wasn't there.  Ingred
bent down and swallowed his teased cock in one fell swoop and sucked for
all her might.  The expressions on Erik's face told the entire story.  He
was horny beyond belief, reveling in all the wild feelings of the night. 
It didn't take long for him to come in that situation.  Ingred did not slow
down in the least as shots of cum blasted the back of her throat.  If not
for the gag in his mouth, Erik would have screamed loud enough to wake his
neighbors in Canada!

   She then untied and helped him over to the bed.  Ingred tucked both of
us in and snuggled in between us.  We fell asleep immediately.  I awoke to
the smell of breakfast and a gentle invite to the dining table.  Apparently
this couple eats naked as well, so we all sat around eating breakfast with
nothing on except a few wicked grins.  Ingred and Erik dragged me into
their large shower where the body preceded to wash me of the previous
night' s leftovers.  Ingred lathered my face and shaved me while Erik
returned the favor I gave him last night.  After finishing my face, Ingred
lathered up my crotch and began to shave my nether regions.  Her soft touch
and erotic nature only increased my arousal.  With Erik stroking my cock
and Ingred taking care of everything else, I shot my morning load all over
the shower wall.  They then dried me off and helped me get dressed.  Erik
gave me his business card and insisted I call them the next time I was in
the area.  I told him that would be real soon and drove off to the airport.
I love Iceland.  

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