Message-ID: <36157asstr$1019117401@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: sequencer.newscene.com!not-for-mail From: anais ninja X-Original-Message-ID: User-Agent: Xnews/L5 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 17 Apr 2002 23:45:29 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} Wanderings - Chapter Six - Leaves of Grass (Mf mf Ff inc) Date: Thu, 18 Apr 2002 04:10:01 -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: gill-bates, dennyw Wanderings (c) 2002 Anais Ninja anais_ninja@hotmail.com http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/anais_ninja/index.html Note: This is my story. The names and details have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved. Some of this account has been reconstructed from memory, but most of it has been based on a journal I kept during these years. Chapter Six - Leaves of Grass (Mf mf Ff inc) I met Julia for lunch the next day at a cafe in town, near the docks. "Helen called me this morning," she said, sipping a cup of tea. "Brad wants to come up to visit." "He does?" I said. My heart skipped a beat. "He was quite taken with you, my dear," she said, reaching for my hand. "I can't blame him at all." "I...I don't know, Julia." She saw my expression change and squeezed my hand. "What's wrong, Annie? I thought you liked him." "It's just that...I don't know. Where will he stay? Where will we go? My house is so old and shabby, he'll think it's a dump. My brothers and Ramon are around every evening..." "Relax, Annie," Julia said, patting my hand. "Brad can stay with me and you can have the run of the house if you wish, spend the days in the garden or at the beach and the nights in my guest room." "Can I think about it?" I asked. "Of course. Take a day or two," she said. We went shopping after lunch. I bought Julia a pair of crystal candlesticks with some of the money Rob had given me at the party. Julia gave me a book of Walt Whitman's poetry, "Leaves of Grass". We drove back to her house and sat in her garden, under the shady tree, and read poems to each other. "I sing the Body electric", Julia read. I lay my head in her lap, breathing in the music of her voice. "The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the Soul." "Do you believe we have a soul?" I asked. "Yes, Annie. I do. I believe it is the wellspring from which our love pours forth." "What happens when we die?" I asked. Julia paused for a second before answering. "If you're asking whether I believe in Heaven or Hell, the answer is no. But I do believe that our souls live on in the hearts of everyone we've loved in our life." She leaned over and kissed my forehead before continuing to read. I closed my eyes and let the words wash over me. A gentle breeze blew through the garden and caressed us, the rustling of the leaves sounding like a tranquil ocean lapping against the beach. When it was my turn to read, I stood up and slipped off my dress instead. Without a word between us, Julia did the same. We laid down on the cool garden grass and made love until clouds obscured the sun, our moans and sighs of pleasure mixing with the trills of the songbirds in the trees above us. It started to rain as I was heading home, big warm summer drops making my thin dress cling to my body. Ramon and the boys were already waiting when I got home. I was in my room, changing out of my wet clothes and toweling my hair when Ramon knocked on my door. "Annie, I need to talk to you," he said, sitting down on the edge of my bed. I put on my robe and sat down next to him. The rain started to come down hard, pelting the windows. Ramon explained that the state had closed the inshore fishing grounds because of red tide, a bloom of algae that washed from the rivers and poisoned the fish. This meant that Ramon had to take the boat further offshore, and instead of leaving early in the morning and returning before dusk, he'd have to be gone for days, maybe even weeks at a time. Coming along with him was not an option. It was dirty, dangerous work and I would have been seasick the whole time. But he was reluctant to leave me here, a thirteen-year-old girl all alone in this big house. "What if I stayed with Julia?" I asked. "Will she let you?" "Yes, I think so. I can ask her tomorrow." "Good," he said, putting his arm around me and hugging me. After he left my bedroom, I sat on my bed, filled with conflict. On one hand, this meant I could spend time with Brad this week without having to excuse myself and make dinner for Ramon and my brothers. But on the other hand, I was worried for Ramon, Del, and Paco. Fishing boats disappeared all the time, and hurricane season was looming. On top of that, I'd miss not having them around. I liked cooking for them, I liked sitting and watching television with them, and I liked crawling into bed with my papi and my brothers, feeling their hands on me, their cocks inside me, their hot cum filling my cunny. I carried my mixed feelings with me that evening, making dinner for them, cleaning up afterwards, pouring a glass of rum for Ramon and sitting with him on the couch. "I'm afraid for you, Papi," I said. "I'm going to worry about you when you're gone." "Don't be," he said, wrapping me in his arms. "I've been fishing since I was a boy. I know what I'm doing." "But this isn't like Florida or Cuba," I said. "I know. But I have to make a living, right?" "Yes, Papi," I said. He kissed me and stroked my hair. "Tomorrow I will get you a radio and we can talk every day, so you will know we're all right." The thought of being able to stay in contact with them made me feel a bit better. I kissed him and took his hand, leading him to his bedroom, where I undressed, curled between his legs, and sucked his cock dry. "For luck," I said, snuggling up next to him. "We're not leaving until the day after tomorrow," he said. "Good. I'll have plenty of time to give you more good luck," I said, resting my head on his shoulder. I wanted him to fuck me, to feel his fat cock inside me, but I fell asleep in his arms instead, lulled by the sound of the rain. * * * I woke up before Ramon, something that almost never happened. Usually he'd be up before dawn and miles offshore before I'd wake up, but today he had to provision the boat, buying enough supplies and food for a week at sea. Pink sunlight filtered through the curtains, slanting across the bed. I sat up and watched him sleep for a while and then I carefully pulled the sheets down, exposing his slumbering penis. I gave it a soft kiss, feeling it stir against my lips. I handled it gently, pulling back the foreskin as I guided it into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the tip as it hardened between my lips. Ramon stirred but didn't wake up. I sucked him slowly, lightly, using just a bit of suction, gently stroking his shaft and cupping his balls. It was just like the way I made love to Julia while she was still sleeping on the big hotel bed, except it was my papi's penis instead of Julia's sex. I looked up from what I was doing every so often, mindful of any sign that Ramon was waking up. His eyes remained closed, and his breathing was slow and steady, but precum began to weep from the tip of his cock, making the head slippery against my tongue. I concentrated on his hard member, taking as much as I could into my mouth and swirling my tongue over his shaft. "Anita," he murmured. I pulled his cock from my mouth, seeing his eyes open slowly and a smile spreading across his face. "Come here, baby." He gently pulled me up to the head of the bed and kissed me. His breath was a bit sour, but I didn't mind. "Fuck me, Papi," I whispered. He rolled me on my back and I spread my legs for him, feeling his cock press against my moist labia as he positioned himself over me. I reached down and parted my lips with the slick tip of his penis, pushing my hips against him as he entered me. "You feel so tight this morning," he whispered in my ear as he started to thrust, his cock worming deeper with every stroke. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his muscles move beneath his skin as he slowly fucked me. "You feel so big, Papi," I cooed. It was true: his cock felt especially thick inside me, stretching me as it steadily pistoned in and out of my pussy. I began to tighten myself around his pole, wanting to make it tighter for him, better for him. He must have liked that, because he groaned and began to thrust faster, the top of his cock grinding against my swollen clit. The feeling of naughtiness and arousal I'd had from sucking him while he slept became the kernel of my pleasure, spreading outward from my hips. "Oh, Papi," I moaned, wrapping my legs around him, using my heels to urge him on to a faster pace. He began to fuck me harder, faster, his low hanging balls slapping against my upturned bottom. Ramon buried his face in my hair, kissing my neck, nibbling my earlobe, his breath a warm cloud on my shoulder. As my nipples began to rub against his broad chest, I began to come, waves of pleasure making my thighs quiver against his hips. "Annie," he whispered, the steady pace of his hips stuttering, hesitating. He drive his thick tool deep inside me and groaned as he came, a warm feeling filling my sex as he spent his seed within me. His thrusting slowed, each stroke punctuated by a diminishing jet of semen, until his balls were drained and his cock began to soften. Without warning, he rolled over on his back, pulling me on top of him, still connected to me by the column of flesh inside my sex. "Good morning, Papi," I whispered, resting my head on his chest. He gently caressed my back with his strong, callused hands, his breathing slowing again, a contented sigh escaping his lips. "Good morning, Annie," he said, kissing the top of my head. We lay like that for a while, the pink rays of dawn turning orange, then yellow as the sun rose past the treetops. I would have loved to spend the day like that, but Ramon had to go to the bathroom. I picked up my clothes from the floor and went to my room to get my robe. I wanted to wake my brothers up the same way, but they were already up. Del was in the third floor bathroom but Paco was still in bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. I sat on the edge of his bed and have him a sisterly kiss on the forehead. "Tired, baby?" I asked him. He nodded, still looking groggy. I pulled the sheets off of him, exposing his morning erection. "I know how to wake you up," I whispered, lowering my head into his lap and taking his smooth young cock into my mouth. Since he was already awake, I could dispense with the subtle, gentle approach I'd used with his sleeping father, hungrily ravishing his stiffy with my lips and tongue, fondling his balls and caressing his smooth skin with my hands. It didn't take long before he was squirting his boycum in my mouth, a little offering for my empty stomach. "Gracias," he whispered, kissing me and wrinkling his nose when he tasted his own semen on my lips. I laughed and tousled his hair, playfully swatting his little butt as he got out of bed. As I passed the boys' bathroom, I could hear the shower running, the sound of Del humming some tune over the rushing water. The door was unlocked, so I quietly turned the knob and let myself in, shrugging my robe from my shoulders as I approached the shower stall. I could barely see him behind the steamed up glass, soaping up his body. I made my move, opening the stall door quickly and darting inside. "Hey!" he shouted, looking flustered. "Did I scare you?" I said, taking the bar of soap from his hand. "No, I...I just didn't expect you. I thought it was Paco, being an asshole." "Sorry," I said, kissing him as I soaped up his back. I felt his cock begin to rise, pressing between my thighs. "Ew. Did you just suck Papi?" he said, his expression of mild disgust mirroring his brother's. "No. Paco," I said, pulling away so I could stroke his stiffening penis with my soapy hands. I lathered his cock and balls well, taking a brief detour to soap up his chest and stomach before returning to his glistening hardness. "Now do me," I said, handing him the soap. He started at my shoulders, slowly working lower, lingering over my breasts, making my nipples stand at attention like two little pink soldiers. He went lower, past my belly, his soapy fingers parting my labia, feeling Ramon's sperm oozing from my slit. "Papi?" he asked. I nodded. "Turn around," he said. Again, he started at my shoulders, lathering my back and my bottom, reaching lower to do my thighs before working back up between my cheeks. I felt a soapy finger probing me back there, his slick digit slipping into my ass. I leaned forward, against the cool tile of the shower stall while his finger wormed inside me. "You like that?" he asked. I nodded and presented my bottom to him, arching my back so my stiff nipples rubbed against the tile. He slipped his finger out of my ass and I felt the tip of his soapy cock replace it, pressing against my anus. I reached back to spread my cheeks as he pushed his hardness into my bottom, making me gasp as he stretched me back there. As Del's hard cock wormed its way into my tight ass, I reached down to rub my clit, the mixture of soap and Ramon's sperm making it slippery beneath my fingers. Del gripped my hips as he began to thrust, pressing me against the tiles with each stroke. I fingered myself as he fucked me, the warm water caressing our bodies and rinsing the soap from our skin. I wished I could see his cock, the glistening shaft disappearing into my cheeks, but the best I could do was to stuff a couple of fingers into my slit and feel its progress as it pistoned in and out of my ass. Del began to thrust faster, his hips slapping against my cheeks with each stroke, just as his father's balls had done earlier that morning. I was thinking about how nice it would be to have a cock in my pussy as well, or even a dildo. My fingers would have to do for now. I frigged myself furiously as Del speared me with his soapy pole, feeling my knees weaken as my climax approached. "Come for me, Del...come in my ass," I urged him. Saying those nasty words was a potent trigger for both of us, and I came hard, almost slipping off of his dick. Del gripped my hips, keeping me from falling to the floor of the shower stall as he buried his cock inside me, grunting as he erupted in my ass. His hips pushed against my cheeks as he gave a few last thrusts, his hands moving from my hips to my waist and up to my breasts, squeezing them as he filled my ass with his hot spunk. "We're going to use up all the hot water," he said, holding me from behind. I laughed, making his softening cock slip from my bottom. I turned around and kissed him, lathering up his cock and cleaning it before we rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. "About time," Paco said, waiting patiently outside the bathroom in his robe and slippers. I gave him another playful swat on the bottom and went downstairs to put on some coffee and start breakfast. After breakfast, Ramon and the boys piled into the van, heading into town to get supplies for the boat. I did three loads of laundry so they'd have enough clean clothes, taking a quick shower after it was done. Then I hopped on my bike and rode to Julia's house. The sky was a cloudless blue bowl, and the previous night's rain made everything look so lush and green. Julia was in her garden, asleep in a chair set in a shady spot, a book of poetry open in her lap. I knelt at her feet and gently kissed her hand. Her eyes slowly opened. She smiled when she saw me, leaning forward to give me a kiss. "You're beautiful when you're sleeping," I said, taking her hand in mine. "You're beautiful, always," she said. "What's that you're reading?" "Emily Dickinson," she said, "A favorite of mine when I was your age." "Will you read some to me?" "Of course, dear." Julia thumbed through the book, looking for a particular poem. Finding it, she began to read. "When roses cease to bloom, dear, And violets are done, When bumble-bees in solemn flight Have passed beyond the sun, "The hand that paused to gather Upon this summer's day Will idle lie, in Auburn,- Then take my flower, pray!" As if on cue, a bee emerged from one of the flowerbeds and floated past us. We looked at each other and laughed. Julia smiled at me, a smile as brilliant as the sun. She put the book aside and took me by the hand, leading me into the house, upstairs to her bedroom, undressing me and laying me down on her bed. "Then take my flower, pray," I said, parting my legs so she could taste my nectar, making me sing my song of joy. Then it was my turn to make her rose bloom, to hear her trills of pleasure on a warm summer's day. We lay idle upon her bed, her soft breasts my pillow, her breathing my lullaby. Our reverie was broken by a rumbling from deep within my belly. "Let's get some lunch," she said, her gentle laughter like a songbird's call. We dressed in silence and drove into town, back to the cafe near the water. "Have you thought about Brad visiting?" she asked. I told her about what Ramon had said, how they had to start fishing offshore, how they'd be gone for days, how I'd be alone, my worries, my conflicted feelings. I felt better having confided in her, but I still had a nagging feeling of dread. "I'd be more than happy to have you stay with me," she said, taking my hand. "You don't mind?" "Not at all." "Thank you, Julia." "My pleasure, Annie." After lunch we walked along the docks and found Ramon. He was loading boxes on the boat. Del and Paco were stowing them below, their shirts wrapped around their waists, sweat glistening on their bronze skin. Ramon greeted her with a polite handshake and told the boys to take a break. Julia and Ramon strolled down the pier and talked while Del helped me aboard the boat. The gentle rocking motion began to make me queasy. I began to break out in a sweat, my stomach turning and twisting. The smell of diesel fuel and fish guts wasn't helping. It wasn't until Del helped me off the boat that I noticed the name that was freshly painted on the transom: "Valerie". My mother's name. "Are you okay, Annie?" Ramon asked. Julia pulled a handkerchief from her purse and wiped my brow. "Just a little seasick," I said. "I can drive her home," Julia said. "Thanks," Ramon said, hefting another box of supplies and passing it over to Del. "I'll be home in a couple of hours." We went back to Julia's place and she made me drink some ginger ale to help settle my stomach, holding me while I lay on her bed. When I the queasiness passed, she let me call Brad. We talked for almost a half hour, mostly small talk. I liked listening to his voice. He made me feel all mushy down there. "Sorry I was on the phone so long," I said. "Don't worry about that, dear. So, he's coming up?" "He's taking a bus on Thursday morning." Brad had a learner's permit and wasn't allowed to drive out of state or after dark. "Good. I can drive you into town to meet him," Julia said, giving me a gentle hug. "Thank you, Julia. For everything." "You're welcome, dear. I love to see you happy like this." She kissed me. "You must be so excited." "I am." It was true. The queasiness in my stomach was replaced by a tingle of anticipation, and the phone call had made me very horny. I kissed Julia again, this time with a tender passion, my hand sliding inside her blouse to cup her breast. "Feeling better, I see," she whispered, leading me back to her bedroom. We slowly undressed each other, pausing to plant kisses on each newly exposed part: her breasts, then mine, her belly, then mine, her thighs, and then mine. Soon we were naked, lying on her bed, our thighs intertwined, her sex feeling hot and moist against my skin. I scissored her thighs open with my own, pressing my shaved pussy against her pubes, grinding my clit into hers. Julia cupped my breasts along with her own so our nipples were pressed together as well. I began to rock my hips, wishing I had a penis between my legs to fill Julia's sex. "Should I get the strap-on?" she asked, reading my mind. "Let me eat you first," I whispered, making her smile in anticipation. I slithered down her body like a serpent, my tongue flicking over her nipples and the soft skin of her belly, rubbing my nose in her downy pubes as I homed in on her cleft. She was as wet as I was, and I scooped up her juices and spread them over her pearly clit with my tongue. Julia began to moan and grind her hips, pressing her sex against my lips. I sucked and licked her clit, my hands roaming over her body from her tits to her hips. Julia squirmed as my tongue lashed her sex, probing her depths and swirling over her swollen nubbin. Though we had been lovers just a few short weeks, I knew what she liked, I knew how she responded, I knew when she was close to coming and how to nudge her over the edge, into an ecstatic abyss. It was like the first time she made love to me, except I was the concertmistress and she was the diva, singing her climactic aria of pleasure. "Come here, Annie," she said, bidding me to emerge from between her thighs and lay upon her breasts. She kissed my wet cheeks, my fragrant lips, redolent with her scent and pungent taste. "You do that so well," she whispered, her voice hoarse and husky from her cries and moans. "I love to make you come like that," I said, punctuating my words by pressing my sex against hers, making her gasp and catch her breath. "I envy young Brad, having you all to himself for the weekend," she said, smiling and brushing her lips against mine. "Maybe you can join us," I said. "I wouldn't dream of it. I want the two of you to have a lovely romantic weekend. Consider me your hostess, my house your bed and breakfast." "But..." "Hush, Annie," she said, kissing me again. We lay in silence for a while. "Julia?" "Yes, dear?" "When you and Helen came into Brad's room, when I was still on top of him in his bed..." "Yes?" "I wanted you with us," I said. I really did. I wanted to share Brad with her, to watch his smooth boycock disappear into her cleft, to see her come beneath him. "Annie, I haven't been with a man since Thomas passed away," she said, her eyes glistening. Thomas was her late husband; there were pictures of him on her mantle and her dresser. He was a handsome man with gray hair, icy eyes but a warm smile. "You miss him?" I said, more of a statement of fact than a question. "Yes," she replied. "I miss my mother," I said. "Valerie?" "Yes. How did you know?" "Your father's boat." "He never told me he named it after her," I said. "How does that make you feel?" "Honored, I guess. But I don't know why he kept it a secret." "Maybe he thought you'd object?" "I guess. But I don't. I think it was a wonderful thing to do." "Don't worry about it Annie. Men do things like that," she said. I wanted to ask her about Thomas. I wanted to know about him, what his voice was like, his scent, his taste, whether his laugh was a warm as his smile. "He was a fine man, a gentle man in a terrible business," she said, reading my mind again. "How did you know...?" "You were looking at his photograph on my dresser," she said, kissing my forehead. "I do this to honor his memory, a memory I cherish with all my heart. I suppose there is another man I can fall in love with, but there will only be one Thomas, and I feel blessed to have been with him. Perhaps if I'd been younger, it would have been different..." "You amaze me, Julia," I said. "If I can be half the woman you are..." Again, she silenced me with a kiss. "You will be all that and more, Annie. You have a heart as big as the ocean, a soul as deep." She kissed me again and held me as I wept upon her breast, weeping for Thomas, weeping for my mother, and weeping tears of joy for having met and fallen in love with Julia, sweet Julia. We never got around to using the strap-on. I had to get back to my house to make dinner for Ramon and my brothers. I wanted to give them a home-cooked meal before they left and a little something to look forward to when they returned. A week on the open seas with nothing but freeze-dried food to eat and a callused hand for company; for once I was glad I got seasick easily. I'd hate to have to be stuck on that boat. Julia and I got dressed and she walked me downstairs. We kissed and held each other before I left, making plans to meet for lunch the next day. When I got home, Ramon and my brothers were there, Del and Paco watching television, Ramon in the sewing room where he'd set up a two- way radio. He'd mounted an antenna on the roof and strung a cable down the side of the house and through the window, leading it to the radio which sat on an end table from the living room. He sat in front of it, twiddling the dials, getting mostly static in return until he found the frequency used by most of town's fishing boats. I pulled up a chair and sat with him as we listened to the faint and scratchy transmissions. I made pork chops, mashed potatoes and gravy for dinner, one of Ramon's favorite meals. While the boys did the dishes afterwards, I poured a glass of rum for Ramon and sat with him in the living room, snuggled against him on the couch. "Be careful out there, Papi," I said. "I will. Don't worry," he said, kissing me, the sweet taste of rum lingering on his lips. We sat together on the couch, sharing the glass of rum, until Del and Paco came in from the kitchen, having finished washing the dishes. Ramon kissed me again and then scooped me up in his arms, carrying me to his bedroom. Del and Paco followed us. Ramon laid me on the bed and sat next to me, leaning down to kiss me. I began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his broad chest, a few graying hairs beginning to show against his tanned skin. As he helped me lift my dress over my head, Del and Paco began to shed their clothes. Soon the four of us were naked on Ramon's bed, three pairs of hands roaming over my body, three hard cocks for me to stroke. As I leaned over to take Ramon's hardness in my mouth someone began kissing my thighs and gently parting my legs. It was Del, his big brown eyes smiling at me as he began to kiss my sex. I began to slowly suck Ramon's cock while Del licked my slit and Paco kissed and suckled my breasts. I reached out for Paco's dick, stroking it while I ravished his father's tool with my mouth. Del's tongue probed my wetness, plunging into my vagina and swirling over my clitty. My moans of pleasure were muffled by the rigid member in my mouth. I could have stayed like this all night, teetering on the edge of orgasm, a cock in my mouth and another in my hand, but Ramon had other ideas. Pulling his penis from between my lips, he laid back on the bed and gently pulled me on top of him, away from Del's loving mouth. My disappointment lasted only a moment as Del's tongue was replaced by the tip of his father's penis, rubbing the length of my slit and searching for my entrance. I reached down to help him, guiding his cock inside me and pushing back against it, feeling it fill me as it wormed its way inside my cunny. Del knelt on the bed next to me, offering his smooth young cock for me to suck. I leaned over and took his hardness in my mouth as he began to fondle my breasts. Ramon had grabbed my hips and was guiding me up and down on his pole when I felt something warm and wet between my ass cheeks. I stopped sucking Del for a second and looked back over my shoulder: it was Paco, his face buried between my cheeks, licking my tight ass. I smiled at him and returned to Del's glistening cock, taking it back in my mouth as I rode his father's cock. Paco licked me back there, his rigid little tongue probing my tight entrance, making it slick enough for his stiffy to penetrate. Then he climbed on my back, kneeling between my legs, and began to press his cock into my anus. He entered me slowly, mindful that his saliva was a poor substitute for a real lubricant. Still, he'd managed to lick me well, and his small, hard boycock slid in easily. I could see Ramon smiling out of the corner of my eye as his hips began to move again, his fat cock filling my wet snatch as his sons filled my other holes. Sandwiched between Ramon and Paco, I could hardly move, but I rocked my hips as best as I could, feeling their two cocks pushing in and out of my tight holes while Del fucked my face and squeezed my titties. I felt like such a little slut, the family pleasure toy, taking three cocks at once. The feeling of two cocks pressing against each other inside me was indescribably delicious, and Del's twitching cock in my mouth added to the feeling. I pressed down with my hips, trying to bring my clit in contact with the top of Ramon's fat tool, wanting to feel that lovely friction as his shaft pistoned in and out of my pussy. He held my hips tighter, thrusting faster under me, pushing me towards the inevitable climax. When I came, I came hard, squirming between Ramon and Paco, dropping Del's cock from my lips so I wouldn't hurt him. Del smiled and stroked his shiny cock, delighted to watch my orgasm. I shuddered as the two cocks sawed in and out of me, clamping down on them as I climaxed. I felt Paco speed up his thrusts, his cock twitching and spasming in my ass as he came. As Ramon kept a steady pace, Paco pulled out of me, kissing my bottom as he climbed off of bed. I felt empty back there, but not for long, as Del moved around behind me, placing his cockhead against my ass. Paco had loosened me up, his semen lubricating me, and Del's cock slipped inside me easily, filling me in a way the Paco couldn't, at least until he'd grown a bit. "Sexy little girl," Ramon said. Now that Del was in my bottom instead of my mouth, I could kiss Ramon while he fucked me, my blonde hair spilling over his head and shoulders. He kept his tight grip on my hips while Del held my waist, their hips rocking as they fucked my ass and pussy. "Oh, Papi," I moaned. "Fill me with your cum, Papi." Paco returned from the bathroom, a washcloth in hand, having cleaned off his messy cock. He climbed back into bed, sitting next to me and playing with my little breasts as he watched his father and brother fucking me. His hands fondled me gently instead of kneading my tits like Del had, his fingers flicking my stiff nipples and sending chills through my body. I felt another climax rising, ripples of pleasure radiating from the two cocks inside me, spreading outward and making me tremble between the two strong bodies that held me. As I began to come for a second time, I collapsed against Ramon's broad chest, rocking my hips and clenching my ass and pussy around the two pistoning poles that impaled me. As if by silent agreement, Del came first, his cock seemingly growing bigger and harder before he erupted in my ass. His thrusting slowed and he leaned over to kiss me between the shoulder blades before pulling out of me. I felt a warm stream of semen dripping out of my ass, running down my slit and coating Ramon's pistoning shaft. Now that only Ramon was left inside me, he began to pump me faster, like a racehorse galloping down the home stretch. "Come for me, Papi," I whispered. He kissed me and lifted his hips off the bed, driving himself deep inside of me, his cock spasming in my tight cunny as he came, hot spurts of semen filling my pussy and leaking out around his thick shaft. I squeezed him with my vaginal muscles, milking the last drops of sperm from his penis, sighing contentedly as I rested my head on his chest. He kissed me and caressed my back. We lay together for a while, Del and Paco snuggled next to us, until Ramon's cock softened and slipped out of me. Paco handed me the washcloth, and I gently cleaned Ramon's flaccid penis before blotting the river of cum that flowed from between my legs. I snuggled up between Del and Ramon, and with Paco curled between my legs, his head resting on my belly, I fell asleep. * * * (c) 2002 Anais Ninja anais_ninja@hotmail.com http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/anais_ninja/index.html -- 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: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+