Message-ID: <36619asstr$1022321404@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <20020525065847.17381.qmail@web20804.mail.yahoo.com> From: Knave of Hearts MIME-Version: 1.0 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 24 May 2002 23:58:47 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} My Best Friend's Wedding 3/4 Date: Sat, 25 May 2002 06:10:04 -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 My Best Friend's Wedding 3 Day 3 Jules came out of the shower to answer a knock on the door. It was nearly noon but she'd had to pour Iris into a taxi near dawn and it had felt good to sleep in. "Michael. This is a surprise." Jules tucked the edge of her towel around her breasts as she let her ex-lover into the room. The towel barely covered her bottom and she enjoyed feeling his eyes follow her ass as she led him toward the sitting room. "Iris called this morning. She said that the wedding was off." Jules composed herself before answering. "Did she say why?" He slumped into the couch. "No." Jules sat next to him. The towel rode up on her hips, almost exposing her shaved labia. She took his hand and looked into his eyes. "Maybe this is for the better." Jules took a deep breath. It was time to put all the cards on the table. "Seeing you again has brought back a lot of feelings. Feelings that I've been carrying around since college. There's never been anyone that makes me feel the way you do." Michael put his free hand on Jules' bare thigh. "You were always special for me too," he said. His hand slid higher on her thigh and she parted her legs to allow his fingers to brush against her nether lips. Jules took his hand and placed in on top of her mound. "I'd do anything to get you back, Michael." Michael didn't answer. Jules shrugged off the damp towel and sank to her knees in front of him. She looked up into his eyes, her face full of adoration, and silently unbuckled his jeans. "I knew that she wasn't right for you. No one else could satisfy you the way I do." Jules paused to pull his cock out of his pants. Stroking him gently, she teased the head of his cock with her tongue. Michael sighed and spread his knees wider. Jules worked her way down his shaft, lightly nipping the seam underneath his penis with her lips. Reaching his balls, she slowly sucked one testicle into her mouth. Michael groaned and cradled her head in his hands. Jules released his testis from her mouth and looked into his face. "You see. I know how to make you feel good." Michael slouched in his chair. His hands pulled her mouth back to his cock. Jules returned to his balls. Lifting his heavy sack, she teased the sensitive spot underneath them with the tip of her tongue. "She wasn't for you, Michael. She gave up too easy." His body jerked as she used her teeth to nip the base of his cock. "It didn't take long at all," Jules said as she continued to work her way toward his plum colored knob with small nibbles. "I knew that she was wrong for you. And now that she's gone I have you all to myself." Without taking her eyes off his, Jules took him into her mouth. She sucked him off quickly. Her slurping and moaning made his cock vibrate as her tongue swirled around his member. She felt his balls swell and the skin around them tighten. Jules pulled her head back. Her hand grasped the lower half of his dick and jerked him off in time with her bobbing head. His hips thrust forward, almost lifting him off of the couch. She felt his salty jism bathe her tongue. Jules closed her eyes and placed her mouth around his cock's helmet, forming a seal. She sucked hard, drawing his cum into her mouth. Licking his seed from her lips, Jules rose and took him by the hand. "Now you'll last a long time for me," she said as she led him to the bed. Michael placed his hand on her shoulder. Jules did a pirouette, displaying herself for him. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs, crooking her finger at him to join her. He looked at her for a moment, a strange look on his face, before he climbed between her legs and dove straight at her clit. His tongue darted in and around her smooth pussy and her juices were soon puddling on the sheets. Her oily honey covering his chin, Michael sat back on his heels and stroked his cock as it stood proudly from his loins. "I'll give you just what you deserve," he said as he positioned his cock head at her wet, pink opening. Jules screamed as Michael slammed his entire length inside her in a single thrust. His cock felt like a spear, pinning her to the bed. Michael held her legs back, bending Jules almost double as he pounded his manhood into her again and again. Without warning, Jules came violently, her body thrashing around his steel hard schlong. He slowed his thrusts but didn't stop. His balls slapped wetly against her ass. Wiping the sweaty strands of hair from her face, she pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Take my ass, Michael. Fuck my ass." She panted with excitement as he pulled his long shaft out and placed the pussy-slimed head against her tight brown rosette. Grasping his prick at its base, he drew a circle around her nether opening, teasing and lubing her at the same time. "Are you sure you want my big fat cock in your nice tight hole?" he teased. "Yes," she said through gritted teeth. "You're the only man that's ever fucked me there. It's only for you!" Michael pushed forward and his bulbous head slid inside her sphincter with a soft wet pop. He held himself still and let her adjust to his size. She arched her back and cried out, "More. Give me. More. I want to feel all of you inside me!" Resting her feet against his chest, Michael rocked his hips back and forth slowly, pushing deeper with every thrust. Even lubed with her slick pussy oil, the friction of her anal tube was incredible. Michael groaned as he felt her rectum grip his cock, massaging and squeezing the entire length of his pole. He ground his hips against her ass cheeks. "So full," she moaned. Jules' head thrashed from side to side. The feeling of his thick pole made her groan incoherently. She felt as if he was going to drive his cock through her body. "Split me. Split me in two with your cock," she said between thrusts. "I love this, baby. I love you." Michael's balls tightened. His strokes became longer and deeper as he reamed her ass. "Fuck. . .Fucking whore. . . Gonna fill your ass with my cum!" he chanted as he drove his cock into her. Michael felt as if his balls were going to explode. "Yes. Yes. That's what. I want. Baby." Michael erupted, shooting thick streams of jism deep inside her body. The warm feeling inside her was all she needed to climax again. Her body shivered as her muscles clamped down on his prick, trapping it inside her ass. Michael collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving. Jules wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his muscular shoulders, holding their sweaty bodies together. "This is the way I want it to be. Forever," she whispered into his ear. Michael trailed a silver thread of cum as his deflated tool slid from Jules' distended hole. He staggered into the bathroom and collapsed on the toilet, his body dripping with sweat. Jules felt his cum dripping out of her ass and knew that she had won. He was hers once again. Michael returned and picked up the phone. "We need something to drink. I'm parched," he said. "Room Service, this is Room 419. I'd like a bottle of champagne sent up immediately. Yes. Thank you." Jules went to the bidet to clean herself. When she returned, she saw the room service waiter from her first night opening the bottle for Michael. Both men turned to watch her walk naked from the bathroom. Jules pulled her hair behind her neck, stretching her shoulders back to show off her full breasts, as she walked slowly to her bathrobe. "I don't think we'll need that," Michael said. He stood behind her and slowly ran his hands down her flanks. "I think we need to show our appreciation for the quick service," he said as he lifted her heavy breasts, offering them to the waiter. Michael read the man's nametag while he toyed with Jules' bountiful breasts. "Why don't you suck Jose's cock, sweetheart?" Obediently, Jules knelt and unzipped Jose's pants. Jose anxiously unfastened his belt and pushed his trousers down to his knees. Fishing his stubby cock from his worn cotton briefs, Jules greedily sank her mouth over the waiter's thick knob. Michael worked his hand through her slit, smearing her thick honey over her labia as she rocked back and forth on Jose's dick. "Shit man," Michael laughed. "I just fucked her and she's ready to go again." Michael kicked her knees apart and placed his cock at the gate of her sex. Her pussy was sopping wet and Michael slid inside her love tunnel easily. Jules moan was muffled by Jose's dick as Michael ran his cock in and out of her willing snatch. The trio fucked leisurely until Jose grabbed Jules' head and cried, "Dios mio!" Jose fucked her face with short, rabbit-like thrusts. "Punta. I'm gonna cum. Gonna drown you in my cum, punta." Michael watched Jules' throat work, sucking Jose's cum with whorish abandon. "I love watching that," Michael said as he shifted his grip on her hips. Michael pulled her back the length of his cock. His thrusts made her grunt when his cock bottomed out against her cervix. "She. Just. Needs. Dick." Michael grunted. "Ahhh yeahh." Michael held her hips against his as he emptied his load deep inside her hot wet cunt. Michael collapsed on to his heels before crawling back to prop himself against the couch. He carefully lifted his glass from the table. Sweeping a sweaty hank of hair from her brow, Jules crawled over his legs to take his slime covered cock in her mouth. Jose watched in amazement as Jules eagerly cleaned her lover's cock with her mouth. "Thanks man," Michael said as if nothing out of the ordinary were happening. "I'm sure we'll call you again." What will happen on the wedding day? ===== Knave of Hearts Read my stories at www.geocities.com/knaveofhearts2000 or http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Knave_of_Hearts/www/index.htm __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? 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