Message-ID: <42213asstr$1051819802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Originating-Email: [alessia_gerini@hotmail.com] Reply-To: alessia@37.com From: "Alessia Gerini" X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 01 May 2003 11:53:45.0949 (UTC) FILETIME=[51FE78D0:01C30FD8] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 01 May 2003 19:53:45 +0800 Subject: {ASSM} Fantasy_Fulfilment_10of15_{FFF, exhib, toys} Date: Thu, 1 May 2003 16:10:02 -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: RuiJorge, dennyw _________________________________________________________________ MSN Instant Messenger now available on Australian mobile phones. Go to http://ninemsn.com.au/mobilecentral/hotmail_messenger.asp <1st attachment, "Fantasy_Fulfilment_10_by_Alessia_Gerini.txt" begin> Author: Alessia Gerini Title: Fantasy Fulfilment Part: Chapter 10 of 15 Summary: Back from a night out clubbing at Angelina's with Ingrid and Ashley for a threesome. Kewords: FFF, exhib, rom, toys Copyright: © 2001 Alessia Gerini Editor: Pee J with graitude Comments: Alessia@37NOBULL.com (Delette NOBULL) Archived: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/alessia/www/ ! Archive Mirror: http://www.angelfire.com/jazz/alessia.gerini/ ! No kids, prudes or religeous clerical types should read this but I ain't your conscious or your ethical guardian: you are! If you want to read it do so but be warned its sexy. No furry animals were harmed during tthe writing of this. ------=--------=--------- Faantasy Fulfilment Chapter 10 "Back at Angelina's Even though I had stripped to the waist I hadn't been really smashed at the club, but I wasn't exactly sober either, rather I was 'merry' as my folks say. That fits how I felt, I guess. Anyway, the crowd had thinned right out and Greg, if that's his name, hadn't followed us, although I can't think why. Ingrid only had that one drink, so was cool to drive. Ashley had had a few and was pretty 'merry' too, but held it together better than I was doing. We had no problems getting to the car and I let Ash get in the back of the coupe. Ash did the right thing and hoisted her skirt up so that she showed me the backs of her legs getting in: they were attached to a lovely tight, round pair of butt cheeks. Then, as she sat with no effort, I got a good look down her cleavage spotting her milky white breasts hanging down into the tiny, lacy bra she was wearing. If I were any judge of size, I'd say 36 C cups. I also couldn't help notice her panties either and saw she was wearing a thong that had a peek-a-boo crotch. Shit, I could see her shaved, clean pussy through it. This was some sweet woman Ingrid knew; I wondered just how well they knew each other. I really had had a long day of delightful sexy encounters, many orgasms, discovered the pleasures of vibrators and nipple clamps, and had found I had a masochistic streak. I also had extended my exhibitionist fetish on several occasions, each getting more daring than the last one. Now all those things and the booze were taking their toll on me. I watched Ingrid get into her car next to me. God,she was just a little bubbly doll. Again she drove with her skirt hitched up high, so as I could see her panties. I couldn't help it, she made me horny. Just being with Ashley and Ingrid as they oozed sex with their heavenly scents around me, soon had me aroused. I got wet again and my nipples hardened up yet again. But was I sick of it? You've got to be kidding, I was floating in a sea of luscious licentiousness. I was sill horny, I had been since before I got to the coffee shop, at what was now yesterday. Now I was with two really spunky women, my age, my type. This was heavenly stuff. And I was dressed in beautiful clothes, albeit, very sexy ones, but hey, I loved it, every delicious moment. Now, where were we going? "Ingrid, were are we going?" I inquired looking down her cleavage as she concentrated on driving. She glanced over at me and caught me looking at her boobs and she grinned at me. "God, girl, are you still feeling horny?" Ashley piped up, "Huh, what's that?" "She wants to know if I'm still horny." I twisted, looking at her in the semi-darkness of the car. "Oh, I am, well are you?" she said laughing – shit, she's got a great laugh, sort of from deep-down-in-her-tummy type laugh; it made me feel warm towards her, but hell, I liked her anyway. "Yeah, good feeling isn't it?" "Yeah, especially with you and Ingrid." "We can go to my place if you like, but I was going to drop you home." Ingrid said, giggling. "Like hell you were," Ashley laughed again, "you're going the wrong way for that." "Not for home I'm not." We all giggled like teenagers. Well we were all nineteen so we were teenagers - just! * * * I started thinking about Angelina again. My butt still stung a bit from her spanking and I recalled those minutes with some thrill, but dread too. As far as I was aware, I knew of no after-effects of a hypnotic nature, but then I would not, would I? Surely, she would be asleep now? Was I out of that pile o' shit I got myself into? I didn't know, and it was in the back of my mind, playing on it, spooking me between fright and arousal. I asked Ingrid, "Ingrid, um . . . Angelina, will she wait up for you?" "You mean for you, don't you?" Ingrid looked at me smiling. "Well, that too." I said sheepishly. "I doubt it very much, Alessia honey. It's not that she doesn't worry about me, or like you or anything, but she'll be working tomorrow and gets up early, same as during the week." "What does she do?" "She trades on the stock market." "Gee, that's risky," Ashley chipped in. "Nah. She's very good at it and has made lots of the lovely green stuff doing it too. She's teaching me and that's why I'm doing Economics and Commerce at uni." "So, what's she do on Sundays then?" I asked. "Reads the papers from all over the place and watches all those business-on-Sunday programmes. She's gotta keep up to date." "Yeah, I can see how she would." Ashley said. I reached over to Ingrid's neck and gently massaged it. It was nice to touch her and I think she liked it, although she said nothing "Okay, so for how long have you two known each other?" "A year I guess. That'd be right, wouldn't it Ash?" "Yeah, bit more maybe. We tried living together, but it didn't work out. She's a neat freak and she reckons I'm a slob but we click in bed, like 'she' is so hot." "So you're both single?" "Yep!" said Ashley. "True," said Ingrid "But you're still buddies?" "Oh yes, we certainly are" I heard Ashley scuffling around in the back and looked around to see her taking her stockings off. Seeing me looking she said, "I don't like these much, they get itchy after awhile." "Oh, okay, yeah, they can be sometimes, like these stay-ups annoy some girls, but for me they are fine for as long as about eight hours or more, then I need a rest." I kept on, "Ashley, where are you from, like, I mean your ancestors?" "Um . . . well my grand-folks are from Finland but my mum and dad are Aussie 'baby-boomers'. Why, what did you think?" came her laughing reply. "Oh, boy, how embarrassing, I thought maybe from East Asia somewhere." "Not even close, hey!" "Yeah, I'm sorry I asked." "it's okay, I often get it. It's probably because my great-grandmother was a Laplander and many of then have a sortta Asian look." "Well, she really added to your looks, babe," I said, glad to come out of that relatively unscathed. Before we knew it we were at the driveway. Ingrid was now pulling into the garage. She parked and we all got out; Ingrid unlocked the door and we headed to the lift. It was waiting there for us, doors open, so we piled in and Ingrid pressed the button and slipped her arms around Ashley's and my waists. I was excited by her touch, the first time she's been at all cuddly with me, and my nipples responded. Both Ashley and Ingrid saw them and giggled appreciatively. I undid the buttons on my jacket, letting it hang loosely, giving my breasts but especially nipples some 'breathing space', but hoping it would lead to some fun: it did. I slipped my arms around Ashley and Ingrid. Ashley leaned over and slipped her hand through the top of my jacket, running her palm smoothly over my beasts, especially my swollen areolas and hard nipples while Ingrid watched. I went weak at the knees. Only my first love, Amy had ever taken such liberties with me before. It hurt, but I loved her touch and shut my eyes softly moaning in pleasure. I lightly griped Ingrid's leg, high on her thigh through the split in her skirt, and it felt so very good. I felt her tense up at my touch. I opened my eyes to see if she was aghast or delighted. She was about to kiss Ashley, so I guessed, delighted. As I was rapidly going hot and flushed all over with Ashley's hand kneading me, I watched them as they played softly with lips to lips, mouths open. They were enjoying each other immensely, as their kisses became deeper and more intense. Ashley's hand was still slowly running over my breasts, stimulating me in the extreme. Ingrid's grip around my waist tightened with their kisses. Watching them only increased my tingling body's heat. The fucking doors opened, and we unwillingly got out all flushed, displeased at the interruption, but we broke off and got out. However, we started kissing and fondling each other in the little foyer outside Angelina's front door. Ingrid, forever vigilant, broke out of the sexy crush, leaving Ashley and me still kissing and sucking each others tongues like long lost lovers. Her hand adorably cupped a boob and a butt cheek of mine. At the same time I had taken hold of her gorgeous, rounded butt cheeks, pulling her mons hard against mine. Ashley squirmed herself against me and I squirmed back and we loved the erotic, pleasure pressure on that area when applied in such circumstances. Ingrid unlocked Angelina's front door and asked as Ash and I took a breather and went through the door, "Do we want coffee?" I did, but was not going to spoil the mood and say yes first. My 'mistress' pussy was telling me give her my full attention. Ashley said, "No thanks babe, I'm full of the stuff." "Me neither thanks, Ingrid honey" I said. "Okay, so lets go an' have a drink?" "Not for me," I said, "I've had enough for tonight, thanks Inrid." "She sure has, I can taste it, and anyway I've had too much myself," said Ashley. "Okay, then lets go sit then talk and I'll put on some music, but we'd better go into my bedroom; don't wanna wake mum." I wondered what all this pussyfooting around was all about. We all knew what we wanted. Ingrid headed into her bedroom and Ashley and I followed. She soon had some mood music on and had the bedside lamp turned on. Ashley had seated herself on the bed, but I stood looking at the view of the northern suburbs, remembering the earlier session by Angelina's window. My heart speeded up and my brain waves caused my body to react with a huge flush of excitement. I turned, and Ingrid had seated herself on the floor at Ashley's feet. I joined her on the floor. Both of us were wearing wrap-over skirts, but with very little wrap over, and our legs in their hose were nicely displayed through the resultant splits in our skirts. Ashley leaned over, putting a hand on each of our cheeks saying, "You two look gorgeous like that, it's like I'm a goddess or something with you two slaves at my feet." I kissed her palm catching the tip of my tongue on the middle of it. She giggled softly. Oh yes, that sexy laugh again. Ingrid had slid her hand up Ashley's bare arm and was stroking it. For some reason I don't understand, both Ingrid and I had sat next to each other, our hips actually touching, but we also had taken to Ashley. I quickly wondered whether our relationships with Angelina had anything to do with our seeming reluctance to touch directly. I didn't know, but I knew I liked her a lot and wanted her. Ashley's black outfit had a good cleavage that showed off her breasts beautifully and its skirt was mid-thigh length, like short, but not overly so. She had her knees together and her lightly tanned legs bared except for her medium-height spike heels and they were on the floor, just a few centimetres away. I was glad she wasn't wearing the hose she had taken off, she had great looking skin; silky smooth. I found her ankles and legs very sexy and I quietly removed her shoes. Her feet were perfect too. Ash did not pull away or protest. I held her left heel in my hand and ran my other hand up behind her smooth calf, feeling her Achilles tendon and muscle. It felt smooth, strong and firm. I ran my cheek against it, kissing it as I went up; the feeling was seductive and it thrilled me immensely. Meanwhile Ingrid took Ashley's face in her hands and they kissed. To start, a little open mouth, lip-to-lip kisses, then tongues became active, seeking out each other's, just like in the lift. I continued stroking her leg as I watched them kiss. I became aware of her moving her leg to me, so I stroked higher, running my hand up her leg, over her knee to her thigh and right up its outside. She had beautiful muscles and her skin was satin soft. I lifted her leg and ran my hands up both sides of it. She let a gap open up between her knees for me. I slid my hands each side of her knee and continued up her thighs until I was under her skirt and back out again. Ashley grinned down at me quickly and moaned in her delight. Soon Ash slid off the bed to land gently on the same plush carpet that Angelina had in her bedroom. She was facing us with her skirt pulled up quite high and had put her legs over ours. She and Ingrid kissed each other's necks. My hands had found their way to her upper thigh and one of her hands had found my breasts once again, each exploring the other. It hurt a bit when she touched my now, very aroused and blood filed areolas and nipples, but by now I didn't care about a little pain. My heart was racing with desire. My body, flushed and tingly, along with my 'mistress' who was starting to get pretty damp. I whispered my gratitude and repeated, "Oh, Ash, yes, yes." I noticed Ingrid getting her top off; I shrugged mine off my shoulders too. I left my hand on Ash's thigh and slid my arm around Ingrid's waist as soon as it was bare; I moved closer to her and ran my palm over her back. God, she felt good. Then I joined in the kissing by running my open mouth around Ingrid's neck, face and ear. Soon all three of us were tonguing each other. Ashley had aroused me tremendously with her hand all over my boobs, she was becoming expert at stimulating me. By then, we were all feeling very hot towards one another other, and we all were signaling to each other by our rapturous oh's, ah's, with moans supplementing our touhes and kisses. We were obviously enjoying the extreme intimacy we bestowed on each other. For me it was gloriously erotic. I was finding a few erogenous zones on Ingrid and Ashley and they some of mine. Ingrid's hands had switched to feeling my legs and had quickly moved up to my thighs. Ingrid's mouth became insistent on mine, passionately switching her head from side to side, her hands right up under my skirt, driving me crazy with lust. I kissed her just as furiously, just as passionately. Ingrid had then switched to suckle my nipples while Ashley ttook over kissing and touching my back, shoulders, neck and face. Our tongues searched out the other's, exploring, playing chasy around our faces, building our joy and lust for each other. I felt my skirt being undone as Ashley leaned on me, pushing me backward onto the carpet. While we played sexy mouth games, I grabbed her and pulled her to my side and I undid her zip all the way down the back of her dress, feeling her back too. I undid her bra, sliding its shoulder strap over her shoulder. I pulled her dress towards me a bit, enough to slide my hand over her breast. Her nipple was hard, her areola puffy; I played with these, pulling her nipple; I took my hand and circled the tip of her nipple with it, just touching my palm. I know that tickles like crazy and is so sexy; she wriggled to escape, but I followed every move she made. Her breathing had quickened and she was flushed hot. She felt wonderful and between her and Ingrid playing with me, I was steaming hot yet again and I loved it. She joined me in my soft moans obviously enjoying my playfulness. Ingrid tugged on my skirt. I knew why. I lifted my butt a little and felt it slide down and off. With Ingrid's lips on my thighs, dancing and swirling, the tide of my lust rose. I sensed Ingrid's passion as she kissed, sucked and licked, she was also raising her temperature way past a simmer. I peeled off Ashley's dress with a lot of help from her. Ashley looked flushed and, hot and beautiful. She kissed down my chest and went wild with passion on my boobs, kneading, sucking, nibbling or softly biting them or my chest and neck, and with such relish. She was so wonderful; my state of mind was centered on her ministrations and I loved and cherished it. I could feel her pressing against me, her breasts on my tummy and the whole scene was exquisitely sensuous. I was, and I'm sure the others were also earnestly sexually awakened too. My boobs were seriously sore, but this meant nothing to me by this time. My heart pounded with unbridled passion; a lust beyond reasonableness. Ingrid had now pulled my panties off - with a little help from me. I knew I was as wet as anything and Angelina's stockings were in danger of getting sopping wet or even worse, lathered. I reached down to get them off, but Ingrid had it in hand and removed them for me, kissing and licking up and down the full length of my legs. By now I wanted my 'mistress' to be given the attention she always demands. Ashley had slipped right out of her dress, bra and panties, and had straddled me, lying full length on top of me. She felt absolutely sumptuous. She hooked her legs inside mine and spread them wide apart. Ingrid's fingers glided up our legs to our puffy, sensitised and exposed labia. As she touched me there I drew in a huge gulp of air as the fantastic sensations gushed out all over me. Ashley bit into my shoulder as she also gasped and groaned – through my pleasure haze I guessed Ingrid had got her as well. I grabbed Ashley's round, firm cheeks pulling her mound hard down onto mine. Then Ingrid's tongue hit my labia, her lips running over and with tightened lips she pulled on me there. Her mouth opened, releasing my labia, but only until her tongue, with its warm softness, ran up and over my protruding clitoris. I nearly screamed with joy. Her luscious tongue and lips left me panting. Then Ashley stiffened, her face contorted in ecstasy as she got her pussy juices tasted. I don't know quite how Ingrid did it, but she then inserted two or three fingers, working them delightfully deeply into me, stretching the muscular walls within my juicy pussy. And two fingers from her other hand were in Ashley, who then switched between us with her mouth. Ashley and I just kissed deeply and so passionately as Ingrid performed magic deep in our pussies. I felt my orgasm coming quickly as Ashley and I started slipping over each other with our sweat. My poor boobs were really hurting, but I was really getting so much gratification from this that it didn't matter one iota. I raised my hips, thrusting forward to meet Ingrid's tongue and fingers lifting Ashley with me; my orgasm engulfed me, squirting juices all over. Ingrid sensed my oncoming orgasm and latched onto my clitoris and flicked and sucked hard until I reentered the world after a long, multiple-orgasmic whirlwind at the apex of pleasure. I lost it totally. Normally I'm quite quiet from my years of lovemaking in my parents home, but that night I yelled, shouting my ecstasy to the world. Ashley held me down, but my bucking on her mound, plus Ingrid's delectable tongue, had its effect on her. I felt her stiffen, quiver, then the grabbed me and we held tightly onto each other, kissing rapturously as her orgasm took over her sensory system for two or three minutes. With a look at each other we wordlessly set upon Ingrid who's face wore a big grin and dripped with our come. Well, we both kissed, licked, sucked and touched her everywhere. Picking on her erogenous zones as much as we could, getting her to the edge, keeping her there for as long as we dared, then letting her down a little, then taking her back up again. We had her begging us; we had to restrain her from getting hers off. Then we gave her everything until she came in a gigantic, multiple orgasm. It served her right, we figured, and Ashley and I had both tasted the delicious Ingrid, but kissed to get the last erotic sensation from our hot session. But we both held onto enough of her nectar to let Ingrid get her flavour from us both as we took turns in kissing her as she spun out of the orbit in which we had put her. Playing hand, finger and mouth games on each other, we each stayed quite highly aroused, but I could feel the last few days catching up on me. I was nearly exhausted. We lay in each other's arms on the floor for several minutes continuing these caresses until Ingrid said, "Get up on my bed you two. I've got something I think you'll like." I needed no further invitation and neither did Ashley. We were there in seconds with Ingid close behind, albeit a bit wobbly on her legs, but clasping a double dildo. "Look at this: I've had it awhile but never used it; what do you think?" Normally I would have jumped in with a response, but Ashley, still a live-wire at two o'clock or thereabouts, jumped in with, "Oh my god, Ingrid, you an' me, please, lets give it a go. It'll be fantastic." Ingrid was obviously keen as mustard to try it as she'd procured it in the first place. I was certainly interested, but I wasn't going to start WW3 over being first, so I lay down next to them and watched. Ingrid positioned herself facing Ashley about 20 cm apart, and that was good for me; I got a great side-on view. Then she said to Ash, "Have you used one of these before?" "No, have you?" "No, it's a first for me too. What about you Alessia?" "No, me neither. I've never seen one before Friday an' I haven't seen one used either, but it looks er . . . interesting." I giggled. "Okay," said Ingrid, "let's try this: put one of your legs each side of me and over mine, 'coz you've got longer ones." Ashley did as Ingrid suggested and I got a really good look at her cleanly shaved pussy. Fuck, it looked so sexy. I found myself sneaking my hand down to my own 'mistress'. "Okay, um . . . I'll spit on it then put in you Ash, okay?" Ashley nearly died of embarrassment, but nodded yes. She couldn't take her eyes off it as Ingrid's hand could hardly reach around it I thought it looked really fat, but it was roughly the same as my vibrator. Ashley watched Ingrid intensely as she spat on it, then bent it surprisingly easily and aimed it at Ashley's pussy. Her eyes widened as it got closer; then the tip of it touched her labia. She jerked, her eyes widening further when Ingrid moved it up and down her pink, puffy, wet labia. Her eyes shut and she groaned quite loudly then lay back on her elbows. Ingrid eased it in ever so slowly. Ashley had her knees bent up so I could easily see it being eased in. But when she lay back she let her legs drop sideways to open herself up as it entered her. I nearly came watching and listening to her. She had that wondrous look on her of the face of a woman building up to her arousal. Ingrid's hands were shaking as she did her job on Ashley. Then she had to move back a bit as she wet it on own labia. Her pussy must have been as wet as mine, because she slid it into herself easily. "Oh shit, Ash it's great, hey?" "Oh god, yeah. So now what do we do?" "Um . . . I dunno, but we could hold hands and pull ourselves up, sitting together and work something out. God, quick honey, I'm really, really feeling this. Ash, baby, oh shit, yes." As they pulled themselves up they got noisier and were somehow getting off on it. They started hip thrusting and rocking simultaneously. It was wild to watch as both of them were clearly building to climax sooner rather than later. My sneaky fingers were sliding over my clit just as I like it best, and I was feeling as flushed and as hot as were Ashley and Ingrid. They kissed passionately again and again. The sounds were decibels higher now I had added to the ruckus. Ash came first and she pushed up onto her toes, gripping the quilt, her knees flapping against the bed and Ingrid. She looked absolutely fabulous in the soft light, her sweat glimmering. Her breasts were engorged, in her acute state of arousal, especially her areolas and nipples as they were thrown about in her ecstasy. Our breathing was coming in shorter and shorter gasps as we built to orgasm. Ashley was now calmer, but Ingrid was reaching her summit, and, soon enough, she was over the edge. As her orgasm over took her she was every bit as beautiful as Ashley was. Then mine hit me as I went over the top watching them. I can't describe how I looked, but the sensations were intense and powerful as I lost touch with reality for a glorious set of orgasmic waves. On my return they were kissing softly. They noticed me and came to me and we all kissed and cuddled for ten minutes or so. Ingrid suggested a shower, which Ashley took up, but I did not. They left me on the bed to wait. I was so tired that, unfortunately, I went to sleep quickly, but I have good reason to believe there was more hanky panky between the other two that night. I awoke the next day, well, okay later that morning, to find Ingrid's face buried into my boobs and Ashley snuggled up against her. We were all still naked. I surveyed the scene and thought back over the past few days while enjoying the warmth emanating from Ingrid. She was quite beautiful, even though her hair and make-up was a total disaster zone. Ashley, also, was in a similar state of disrepair, she too looked gorgeous. I knew I was a mess, I could feel it. I just lay there quietly contented, but after a few minutes I noticed that my breasts and butt had started to get tingling hot again. It was not a sexy hot thought; it was much like the feeling Angelina's magic fingertips gave me. It got steadily stronger and I started to fear the worst. After a few more minutes I knew my punishment was not yet over. I very carefully extracted myself from Ingrid and snuck into Angelina's room: she wasn't there. I remembered what Ingrid had said about Angelina's Sundays, so I showered and got dressed in the clothes I had worn to the coffee shop only yesterday. So much had happened, my mind whirling with so many memories. My butt was stinging somewhat painfully now, and my bra was uncomfortably sore. I wrote quick notes for each of them then cleaned up my stuff and I went home by bus, standing and dreading every bump while I was only one of three on the bus. My monthlies were due on Monday and I was likely to be a bit sore today anyway. Not much consolation. Pain on pain, oh well, such is life. Continued in Chapter 11 Please send feedback on Fantasy Ch. 10 to alessia@37.com By Alessia Gerini © Copyright 2001 ` To Alessia's Stories To comment in my Guest book Homepage <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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