Message-ID: <36927asstr$1024675805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "QSliver" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2600.0000 X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 01 Jun 2002 10:10:07.0171 (UTC) FILETIME=[8157C130:01C20954] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 1 Jun 2002 03:09:56 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} [rom fest] Dessert (MF, Rom, ml) (Flash) X-Original-Subject: Dessert (MF, Rom, ml) (rom fest) (Flash) Date: Fri, 21 Jun 2002 12:10:05 -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: newsman, dennyw If you're scouting for material to offend your sensibilities or to populate your pay site, move along; there's nothing to see here. This is a work of fiction, and any resemblence to real persons or construction sites is purely coincidental. If you like it, please let me know -- your kind comments are all I get out of this. ~ Dessert ~ "Up through here, you can see where the master bath will be, and past that, our bedroom." The skeletal framework, strung with steel nerves and copper veins, suggested the outlines of the home we had dreamed of for so long. "And what do you have on the floor in there?" she asked, spying a blanket and basket through the forest of two-by-fours. "Thought you might like a picnic lunch," I said. "And maybe dessert, too." A loaf of soft, fresh bread, and a nice bottle of Riesling later, and we lay on our backs, side by side. We silently stared up at dreamlike, puffy clouds in the deep blue summer sky, looking between the ceiling joists into the attic and through the oversized skylight. She wanted to be able to stargaze from our bed, and who was I to deny her? "Penny for your thoughts," I said, softly. "Thinking about dessert," she purred back. "Oh, really?" She rolled to prop herself up on her elbow and kissed me. I could taste the lingering sweetness of the wine in her lips. She made her way down my chest, leaving a trail of kisses, until she reached my belt. A deft flick of her hands, and my cock sprang into view, rising into the warm air of the summer afternoon. Her mouth on me was exquisite, and her contented hum in the back of her throat heightened the sensation as she made love to me with her mouth. After a few eternal minutes of ecstasy, she could tell that I needed her completely. Her blouse flew onto a roughed-in electrical box and hung there, neat as you please. She simply kicked her skirt and underwear into the corner, and then she was on me before I could even finish unbuttoning my shirt. Kissing me deeply again, she communicated her need without words. She swung her leg over me, settling down onto my hard cock, and she found the right spot immediately. I held her hips and pulled her onto me, reveling in the sensations. Between us, we settled into a ragged rhythm of breathing and movement, where she quickly caught up with my arousal. As my orgasm arrived, I lost control of my movements, and simply thrashed under her. Her own climax followed immediately, her pussy clenching around me. My cock surged in answer, drawing me through a prolonged orgasm unlike anything I'd experienced before. In the afterglow, I stroked her hair and murmured into her ear, "I hadn't actually planned to break in the bedroom so soon." She turned to face me, a quizzical smile on her lovely face. I grinned at her. "There are brownies in the basket, if you're still hungry." <1st attachment begin> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. The post was sent as an email attachment and has been converted by ASSTR ASSM moderation software. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ ------- ASSM Moderation System Notice-------- This post has been reformatted by the ASSM Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting. -- 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 | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+