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Subject: {ASSM} Hunger (M+F/reluc/anal/interr/mdom)
Date: Sun, 20 Jan 2002 01:10:04 -0500
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Once again there was absolutely nothing on TV worth
watching.  I can't believe that out of 60 channels that I'd
much rather be reading a novel, cleaning house anything
other than watching this crap on TV.  But I really wasn't
interested in watching TV tonight.  Tonight I was hungry
for man.

My boyfriend, Aaron, called to say that he had to work
tonight otherwise we could have been having some fun.  We
had been having sex for about 6 months, and I still felt as
if I had lots more to learn.  We usually watch porn tapes
and then try to replicate what we see.  I hadn't realized
that he had stoked my fire and hunger for sex.

But here I am, reclining on our front room sofa.  I live
here with my forty-year-old stepfather, Jarrett and my
twenty-one-year-old stepbrother, Zach.  Both guys are very
good looking.  Zach is tall and has a powerful build.  His
dark brown hair is long and he ties it back.  I've had
sexual fantasies about Zach but it's Jarrett that I really
want.

I can hardly believe that Jarrett is forty years old.  He's
about 6'2 and whipcord lean, with strong muscular
shoulders.  He keeps his dark hair short and he's
developing a distinguished gray at his temples.  He keeps
himself fit by visiting a gym three times a week.

My mom and Jarrett married after a whirlwind courtship of 3
months.  I was 18 when they decided to get hitched and I'm
now 22.  My mom passed away last year after a lengthy
illness.  I still miss my mother and think of her every
day.

My stepfather's pretty cool but I've lately had a hard time
thinking of him as my stepfather.  I sometimes feel his
eyes on me when he doesn't know that I'm aware it.  Our
house is small so we all share a bathroom and sometimes
after he is done taking a shower I go in there just so the
steam that had earlier enveloped him can surround me.  I
think that this is when my hunger for him started.

I tell myself that this is my stepfather.  Nothing can come
of my attraction to him.  Anyway I'm closer in age to Zach
but I don't feel the same way about Zach as I do Jarrett.

Last year Zach began attending Duke University as an
engineer.  He's a smart guy and he has always taken care to
watch over me.  He's very protective and always vets the
guys that I bring home.

Well it's getting late so I've decided that it's time to go
to bed.  I looked up at Jarrett, who'd been keeping me
company.  We've been discussing remodeling the house and
had been making plans to put in a new bathroom for me.  I
told him that we seem to be doing fine with the one that we
had and since Zach is now attending college and staying on
campus the need isn't that great for one.

There's a knock at the door so I slowly unfold my length
from the sofa and go to answer it.  Since it's after nine
at night I looked over at Jarrett with a question in my
eyes.

"Wonder who this is?"  I whispered to Jarrett.

"Well, I'm not expecting anyone."

I slowly opened the door and suddenly it was kicked out of
my hand.  I jumped back startled and with a yelp.  Jarrett
jumped up to confront the intruder.

"I have a gun. Both of you move over to the sofa. MOVE!" he
growled as he slammed the door behind him.

He was a tall black man who I vaguely remember hanging out
with Zach.  I think his name was Kevin. He had strong
masculine handsome features but he had always given me
chills whenever he had looked at me.  His eyes glowed but
for some reason I didn't seem to be as afraid as I thought
I should be.

"What do you want?" my stepfather demanded. He moved in
front of me in a protective stance.

"I'll ask the questions here.  Where's Zach?" he asked.
Although he questioned Jarrett, he was looking at me.

Jarrett recognized that look in his eyes.  He knew that
looking for Zach wasn't the only thing he was after
tonight.

"Why do you want to know?" Jarrett was pushing him, hoping
that he wasn't planning on using the gun.

"He's fucking my girlfriend and we're going to have a
little discussion about it."

I knew that Zach was dating a black girl but I didn't
realize that she was Kevin's girl.

"Well he's not here and as long as you're looking for him
with that gun I'm not telling you where you can find him."
I always knew that Jarrett was brave, but I was now seeing
him in action.  I scooted closer to him, my breasts
pressing up against Jarrett's back.  Jarrett reached back
with his arm and pulled me closer to him, always staying
between the gun and me.

Kevin noticed the action and said to me, "Bitch, come over
here."  I wordlessly shook my head but moved away from
Jarrett.  "I'm not going to tell you again to come over
here." He snarled at me.   I hurriedly move to stand in
front of him.  I'm only 5'2 so I had to crane my neck to
look him in the eyes.  Unwillingly, I felt my nipples
respond to the look on his face.  I knew that he desired
me.

He leaned over and whispered in my ear.  "Strip."

"What?" I asked knowing damn well what he had said but
hoped that I had misunderstood him.

"I said 'strip' and I mean everything".  He looked at me
and I felt as if I was already naked.

I looked back at Jarrett, needing his courage to do this
thing.  His eyes softened at the look on my face.

Kevin grabbed my hair and yanked my face back to him. "Get
busy."

He looked at Jarrett and said, "Sit down and don't move".
Kevin sat beside him, the gun trained on Jarrett, knowing
that I was no threat to him.

I whimpered and slowly started to comply.  I reached for
the bottom of my t-shirt and lifted it over my head.  I
didn't want to encourage Kevin but I could help but be
proud of my well-shaped breasts.  My bra was more
decorative than useful because my breasts didn't need the
lift a bra provided.

I noticed that my audience had started becoming aroused.  I
looked at Jarrett.  His hands were clenched by his side and
I knew that, against his will, his lust was simmering just
below the surface.  I peeled my jeans down over my slender
hips and I stepped out of them.

"Come on, hurry it up." Kevin ordered.

I reached around my back and unhooked my bra.  The straps
fell down my arms and the bra caught on my elongated
nipples and then fell to the floor.  Instinctively, I
crossed my arms over my soft, creamy breasts.

"Move your arms.  We want to see those beautiful tits." He
said looking over at Jarrett. "Don't we?"  Jarrett couldn't
move his eyes from my display. Kevin nudged Jarrett and
repeated, "Don't we?"

"Yes."  He muttered, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Turn around." Kevin's attention was once again on me.  I
was wearing a thong and I knew that my ass was one of my
best feminine assets.

"Take 'em off."  My hands were sweating and as I pulled my
thong down I heard a masculine growl.

"Damn girl, your ass is hot!"  Kevin got up from the sofa,
still training the gun on Jarrett.  Kevin stood behind me
looking over my shoulder at Jarrett.  With his free hand he
brought it up around my soft breast.  He plucked my nipple
between his thumb and index finger, bringing it to a lusty
point.

I started at the harsh words he threw at Jarrett.  "Get
over here."

Jarrett slowly rose from the sofa and moved to where Kevin
was pointing.  "Now you strip.  Don't say anything, just do
it."

I looked at Jarrett.  He knew I was scared and didn't want
to make it worse so he complied without a word.  I watched
as he removed his shirt, undoing one button at a time.
Although these actions figured in some of my fantasies of
Jarrett, this is not quite what I expected.  I could feel
my thighs moisten with the juice of my pussy.  I
subconsciously rubbed my legs together in order to ease my
erupting lust.

I could feel Kevin's cock rubbing up against my ass cheeks.
The heat that emanated from his body circulated around
mine.  I didn't want this situation, did I?

My eyes took in the sexy sight that was appearing before
me.  Jarrett moved to unbutton his levy's.  He slow rasped
the zipper down.  I could feel the desire overtake me such
as a wave overtakes a surfer and just as hard to fight.  He
wasn't wearing any underpants.  His cock sprang free and he
was bound and determined not to feel any self-
consciousness.

Thank god that Kevin still had a grasp on my breast or I
would have ended up on the floor.  My legs turned to jelly
and I felt that they wouldn't hold my weight.  I couldn't
take my eyes off of Jarrett's rock-hard cock.  It seemed
grow with the stare of my yes.  My eyes traveled up his
torso and as we locked gazes, I could feel his desire as if
it was a tangible thing.

Kevin grabbed me by my arm in order to turn me around.  I
thought his grasp would be rough but it was just the
opposite.  I lifted my head and Kevin looked down into my
eyes.

"Turn around and put your arms around Jarrett." I moved to
Jarrett and did as Kevin told me.  "Kiss him."  I looked at
Jarrett.  His beautiful blue eyes had turned navy blue with
the emotions rolling through him.  Jarrett brought me
closer to him and I could feel his burning cock harden
again the softness of my belly.  As his mouth took
possession of mine, my knees once again became weak and I
was glad that I had his muscular shoulders to hold on to.
His mouth was brutally hot and his tongue caressed mine
simulating the fucking that soon was to come.

I had had kisses before but this was a male to female total
possession kind of kiss.  In my mind Kevin and this
situation that he had forced upon us had faded into the
background.

Kevin came over and brought me back to reality by grabbing
my arm.

"Get down on your hands and knees."  Lust laced his voice.
I did as he told me, knowing the evening was just
beginning.  The bulge in his crotch told me that he wasn't
unmoved by seeing me in this supine position.

"Fuck her."  Kevin barked at Jarrett.

"I can't do that. She's my daughter."

"Ha.  She's your step-daughter.  And I know you want to
fuck her."  He looked pointedly at the boner that Jarrett
was sporting.

"You either fuck her or you can take her to the hospital
after I'm done shooting her in the leg."  I didn't think I
could tremble more that I already had. "Please." I
whimpered softly.  Could fear add another sexual dimension
to this episode?

"Shut up, bitch." He said, as he kneed me, not painfully,
in the head.

"Start.  And don't come until I tell you to." He said to
Jarrett.

I could feel Jarrett's heat.  I started as I felt his
strong hands on my hips.  "Relax, Emma honey, I'll try not
to hurt you."

"Don't worry, Jarrett, I'm not a virgin." I reassuringly
told him.

"Stop talking." Kevin told us harshly. "Put your cock in
her pussy."

Jarrett rubbed his cock in my pussy juice, coating it.
With his prick he gently flicked it across my stimulated
clit.   The heat was almost overwhelming.  I could feel the
smooth glide of Jarrett's cock head breech my love hole.
My pussy was hungry for the cock that was promised to it.

Once Jarrett had filled the emptiness of my pussy I felt
his groan of satisfaction vibrate throughout his body.  "Oh
god, Emma, you feel like hot velvet.  Baby, are you ready?"

At the nod of my head, he began to fuck me in earnest. His
hands tightened on my hips as he brought his stiff cock out
of my vagina only to piston back to the hilt of my cunt.
His balls viciously slapped against my clit. I couldn't
believe that this feeling existed.  It never felt this way
with Aaron.  Was it because we had an audience?  My moans
filled the room and seemed to echo inside my head.

"Ohhhh, Jarrett, fuck me.  It feels so good.  My cunt is on
fire.  Ohhhhh, fuck....my pussy's cummming!"  I could feel
the jerking vibrations that massaged the hot prick in my
cunt and the juices that coated my thighs.  Shivers shook
my body from the violence of my orgasm.  My panting sobs
erupted from my chest.

I could feel the superhuman strength that Jarrett used to
keep from coming.  It seemed as if his cock length grew
with his exertions.  I heard Jarrett's breath bellowing in
and out of his massive chest.

"Stop!" I barely heard Kevin bark at Jarrett.

"Bitch, suck his cock until he cums."  Kevin came over to
me to drag me over to Jarrett.  I barely had enough
strength to kneel at Jarrett's feet.  I reached up to place
my hands on his hips so that I could steady myself. As I
started to place my mouth on his cock, I looked up into
Jarrett's eyes.  I couldn't keep my feelings for him out of
my gaze.  He reached down to gently put his hands on head
to trail down around my ears.

He was so sexy.  At the touch of my mouth, his head tilted
back and he began plunging against the back of my throat.
My tongue flickered against his glans, stroking the
underside of his masculine meat.  I had practiced this
treat on Aaron and he had told me that I was a natural. I
could taste my pussy juice on his cock and that began to
revive my lust.

"That's it, angel.  Suck my cock with your hot mouth."  He
groaned.  The suction that my mouth practiced on his cock
sent him into orbit.

He pulled his cock out of mouth just in time to spurt on my
face.  I automatically tried to catch as much cum as I
could with my mouth and tongue. His cream was like icing on
my taste buds and just as sweet.  His hand wrung out the
rest of the cum located in the length of his prick.

Looking over at Kevin, I knew that he had something else in
store for us. He handed me my shirt and told me to wipe the
cum off of my face.  I did so and didn't take my eyes off
of Kevin.

Pointing at Jarrett, he motioned him to lay on his stomach
with his hands behind his back. He jerked the phone cord
from the wall and used it to tie Jarrett's hand and legs.

"Now it's mine turn." He told me.  With Jarrett restrained,
Kevin no longer had to hold the gun on us because he knew
that I was no threat.

He put the gun on the sofa and pulled me to him.  I was
still naked and could feel the imprint of his clothing.  I
expected a vicious raping of my mouth, but was surprised
when his lips gently covered mine.

"Open your mouth baby." He whispered. I struggled against
his grasp, even though I wanted to taste him.  His grip
tightened and as I gasped, his tongue took advantage of my
open mouth. Our tongues danced against each other, my will
totally obliterated at his hot possession.

His lips trailed down my neck sending shivers down my
spine.  His large hands reached around to grab my ass
cheeks to pull my pussy up against the bulging outline in
his jeans.  My arms went around his thick neck and my legs
automatically went around his waist in order to keep
contact with his erection.

His hands moved my body back and forth over his covered
cock. He knew I was ready.  I had forgotten to be afraid.

"Let go so I can strip down." I slowly let go and moved
back.  He hurriedly undressed.  I couldn't believe that his
cock would fit into my pussy.  As if he could read my mind
he said, "Oh no, this will be going in your ass."

Horror was etched on my face.  "It won't fit.  You'll kill
me with that." I sobbed. "Please, please don't do this." I
begged.

"I'll try to be gentle.  I could be rough so do as I say."

Knowing that I had no choice, I nodded my head slightly.

"Lay down." He ordered.  I complied and laid down on my
back with my knees slightly bent.  The room dimmed as the
focus of my eyes centered on his harden, well-formed chest.
"I'm dipping my cock in your slick juices." He explained,
almost emotionless.

My pussy walls rippled in anticipation and hunger of the
huge snack coming its way.  I felt the nudge of his penis
plow its way into my tight female canal.

A groan erupted from his chest.  His eyes were tightly
closed as he forced his way through to the hilt.  "God
you're tight."  His massive length and breadth took my
breath away.  I had no choice but to move my hips against
his possession.  I needed this like I needed my next
breath.  I looked over at Jarrett, needing his strength of
will, not to capitulate.

"Help me, Jarrett." I pleaded to him, uselessly. The desire
was rolling through my body.

"Angel, go with it. I'll be here for you." He told me.

Kevin pulled out of my pussy.  He dipped his finger into my
pussy swirling it around. He then took that same finger and
eased it up into my asshole.

"Ahhhh" I groaned and tried to twist away.  He held me down
with his arm over my stomach. Tears leaked from my eyes as
I felt the fullness.  "Relax baby, let me stretch you." I
could feel the stinging ease slightly. He gently started to
fingerfuck my asshole and I could feel the heat suffuse my
body.

I could feel my cunt tingle as my ass jiggle up and down
with the force of his finger rape. "Ohhh, don't stop." I
moaned, my breathing forced.

He pulled his finger out and said "Here we go baby. Don't
tighten up." He ordered.  As his huge cock entered my ass
it felt like it was begin fucked with a red hot poker. He
grabbed my legs and put them on his shoulders.  I was
totally exposed to whatever was in his mind to do.  At the
moment his focus was entirely centered on my bunghole.

The heat began again.  I could feel his black cock going up
into my tight pink asshole.  Inch by inch his prick made
its way into my virgin hole.  The sweat on Kevin's brow
dripped on my breasts.  The concentration on his face sent
tingles up my body and centered on my asshole.

Kevin reached down to finger my slit.  I was on the edge of
a massive orgasm.  I could feel it bubbling up along with
the pussy juice leaking from my cunt to my asshole.  The
burning eased and pleasure exploded from my cunt as Kevin's
talented hand and hot cock achieved its goal.

"OHHHHH, fuck my ass harder." I couldn't help but yell. He
responded by fucking me senseless. His strong hips were
pistoning back and forth. He groaned loudly and I could
feel his hot cum cream erupt from his manmeat to splash in
my rectum.  I didn't think my ass could get any hotter but
I was wrong.

Kevin collapse on my chest, my hard nipples poking his hot,
heaving chest.  I couldn't believe that this evening was
turning into an evening to remember.  Although it started
out bad, I couldn't believe that Kevin meant us any harm.

My arms went around his shoulders and my fingers trailed up
and down his spine.

"Kevin, do you think that you could forget your anger at
Zach?"  He didn't answer but grunted softly under his
breath.  "I'll think about it."

"Could you please untie Jarrett, too?" I urged, pushing my
luck. Kevin rose up on his massive arms.  He strode over to
Jarrett and untied him.  He pulled on his jeans and shirt.
He didn't say another word to me as he grabbed his gun and
left our house.

I went to stand but my legs wouldn't hold me up.  Jarrett
grabbed me up in his arms and took me to the bathroom.  I
was wiped out but Jarrett held me, washed me, toweled me
dry.  He then picked me up and gently placed me on the bed.

I looked up at him, held out my hand, and pleaded, with
hungry eyes, "Jarrett, please stay with me."


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