Message-ID: <43577asstr$1059257402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20030726173834.21463.qmail@web13101.mail.yahoo.com> From: Joe Doaks X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2003 10:38:34 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} 12 Ways I Would Take You {Titmouse} (pomes) Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2003 18:10:02 -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: dennyw, RuiJorge 12 Ways I Would Take You (c) 2003, Titmouse For Sharon, who does this to me Then and now 1. Up against a wall holding your wrists behind your back with one hand while my other touches you there and there wherever I want. My mouth covers yours and muffles your cries. 2. Savagely just inside the door kicking it shut with my foot and pulling down your pants and panties ignoring blouse and bra and breasts pushing you to your knees bending you over the bed and entering you from behind a little dry at first but soon very wet. 3. Softly, slowly, sleepily like lovers awakening in the night. Starting with soft kisses that become more insistent and hungry until I must have you again and crawl over you and between your legs and inside your soft warmth. You cling to me your arms around my neck your middle pushing up to take me deep stroking me, pulling me, and finally draining me. I fall asleep inside you. 4. With tongue and teeth I trace across your body from the lobes of your ears and the hollows of your neck to the pillows of your breasts and the plains of your stomach biting, kissing, licking, sucking down to the delta at your middle down almost there but passing by along your thighs nibbling downward to the hollow of your knees down still to the tender skin between tendon of heel and bone of ankle to your toes, sucking them, licking the crotch between them biting the arch of your foot and retracing my way slowly agonizingly back upward leg by leg higher slowly higher you know I am coming for you wanting me to hurry but trembling in anticipation until my face presses aside your thighs and my mouth burrows between them and my tongue and lips find you wet and open and the little sailor standing in the boat. I lick his head. I sweep the boat. You cry out and press my head into your center, clenching my ears between your thighs. 5. Passionately, furiously, pulling off your clothes without concern for buttons pressing deep commanding kisses urgently demanding that you give me what I want - if you want it too it is no concern of mine - pushing you back onto the bed pushing your knees apart pushing between your thighs and pushing my raging hardness into your softness, into your cave, into your wet and welcoming hole. Dimly, I hear you cry out but I care only for me and I hammer away in Eve's garden until I explode. 6. Take me in your mouth, I whisper, use your lips and tongue on me lick me and suck me and stroke me with your hand slide me into your wet warm mouth press me with your lips tease the underside of the head with the roughness of your tongue and pump my length with your tight gripping fingers sliding in the slipperiness of your own saliva pull me into you nurse on me eat me like a hungry baby suck me squeeze me until I shoot my seed down your throat. 7. I pretend to be asleep maybe unconscious lying on my back my legs sprawled open and this time you are the one who ravishes this time you are the taker and I the taken. You do not have to ask me What I have is yours You touch my rod and it stirs You taste it and it rises You slide your hand along its length and it grows longer and harder. My eyes remain closed. You crawl over me and guide me to the place nudging the head between the lips working it back and forth to spread your wetness on me and then rising on your knees sink slowly backward ease up and press down again and after several spreading tries press me all the way up your tunnel press your middle against mine press your belly against my stomach press your yin around my yang and rock me there around and around back and forth in and out. You lower your breasts onto my chest You slide your hands under my limp shoulders and pull me against you You hunch and twist your hips and feel the feeling start too soon too soon. But I have not come and lie there passive except for the thorn that still pierces you. And so you begin again intending to serve me to make me come but instead you feel it rise inside you again and soon you have no more thought for me. I am only your pleasure thing and you rock and press and slide and shove me in and out oh in and out and deep so deep your clit rubbing my pubic bone and once again you use me you shake and shudder against me you cry and gasp above me only dimly aware that my arms have risen behind you and are pulling your hips down impaling you on my thrusting pole as I come into your deep. 8. In the middle of a meadow with tall grasses and butterflies and birds in the trees around with warm sun on a Navajo blanket colorful beneath your pale arms. I open your blouse with the big buttons and kiss the valley between your breasts. I slide my hand under your long skirt raising it above your knees and trace my fingers upward to your steaming lovebox. My fingers penetrate you tease you stir you enflame you. I roll you on top of me and sit up. Your skirt covers us both as I open my pants and free myself and find your opening and slip inside. You put your arms around my neck and hunch forward until I am embedded as deeply as possible within you. The birds sing for us as we find the magic again. 9. I am between your thighs deep inside you both of us hot and sweaty and you say more I want more and I pull back and out and lower the head between the cheeks of your ass and find the tight closing there. God, you say, go slow, and I go slow but sure. I open you carefully backing off when your eyes widen with pain but always back in and deeper slowly deeper and deeper until I am rooted in your bottom. We lie there, tension crackling, until your breathing evens and then very slowly I begin to slide in and out. Your legs are high behind my back, your eyes rolled up, your mouth open. And when it is easy, when you breath is ragged with passion not pain I roll you onto your stomach not on your knees but flat except for a pillow under your stomach and lay my weight on your back and bury myself in you again and again so deep it makes you groan. My hand slips under your middle finds your slick opening strokes and slides and slips inside. You press against my fingers hungrily, press back against me eagerly. You are moaning and whimpering I can tell you are close your breath rattles in your throat and catches every time I plunge back in until your fingers clutch the sheets and you cry out and shudder and I press all the way into you and hold it there and feel the spasms grip and caress and pull on me until my own little death arrives. 10. In the motel room we sit on a chair facing the closet mirrors. You turn your back to me and sink down onto my erection leaning back onto my chest. Lifting up and down with your legs you watch me slide in and out. My hand finds your clitoris which, tiny by comparison, is as hard as the length that fills you. I push you forward to the floor your face almost against your reflection and fuck you from behind. You lower your head and look back to where my thighs slap against you as I drive into your shuddering middle. 11. I tie a blindfold around your eyes. Just feel, I say, don't look, don't talk, don't even think. Just let me. I put my tongue in your ear and make you shudder. I take an ice cube in my mouth and wrap my lips around your nipple feeling it swell until it is rigid. I let the melted ice water drip out of my mouth onto your stomach and down between your thighs I press the piece of ice inside you and suck it back out and push it in again until it is all gone. I suck your clit between my cold lips until it swells like your nipple. I roll you onto your stomach and trail my fingers across your back as lightly as possible, just barely touching, here and there, lower and lower. My lips replace my fingers but I press them as lightly, my breath as heavy as my kisses, down the backs of your thighs and the sensitive places behind your knees. I trail my tongue upward again use my tongue to trace the softness of your inner thighs, press it into the little hollow at the top where I can just lick the edge of your pussy. Lifting you onto you knees I press your head down to the bed. Now, I say, this is for me to feel. You can do as you like. But I can tell you feel it as I push into you. You push back against me, taking me eagerly, wanting me inside you. Now both of us are blindfolded, unthinking, and silent except for the animal cries that soon overtake us. 12. You have come but I have not. I am still inside you still sliding my hardness in and out and you are willing giving me back as good as you got but somehow it isn't working I am terribly excited ready to scream but I cannot come. I might go on like this forever, sliding in and out, your thighs gripping my sides. You press your feet against the bed and throw yourself up at me. And it is wonderful but I am not quite there. Frustrated, you push me up pulling back and sliding me out and wriggle down the bed beneath me, kissing down my chest and stomach until your mouth reaches my middle. You slide me inside you again and attack my straining manhood with every trick you know, lips clutching, cheeks sucking, hands twisting and stroking in your own juices. In moments, I feel the change, a chill In the small of my back and a sudden tightness behind my cock and then the wave rises up and smashes against the wall and I am struck deaf dumb and blind like Tommy or the Apostle Paul. --------------------------------- Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! 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