Message-ID: <44892asstr$1066810206@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20031021220053.33736.qmail@web14909.mail.yahoo.com> From: Thinking Horndog X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 21 Oct 2003 15:00:53 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Second Best 029/136 {Thinking Horndog} (mf mF 1st oral inc) Date: Wed, 22 Oct 2003 04:10:07 -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: hecate, dennyw Chapter 29 __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? The New Yahoo! Shopping - with improved product search http://shopping.yahoo.com <1st attachment, "SecBest29.txt" begin> Author: Thinking Horndog Title: Second Best Part: 028 Universe: Second Best Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom. Keywords: mf mF 1st oral inc Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg- inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc Chapter 29 Tuesday Afternoon: Boot Camp Rick connected with Bobby over lunch, and 'invited' him to go to Mandi's with him. Mandi went home separately to prepare the way and to provide privacy for 'guy talk'. As they sauntered along, Rick started softening Bobby up, "So, when are you and Dina gonna do it?" Bobby went white. "Uh, everybody else thinks we already have..." Rick skewered him with a stare, "I know better. But I also know that it may happen. My concern here is that if you do it, it gets done right! Have you done it before?" Bobby knew better than to bluff. "No. We've been real close, but..." "...You embarrassed yourself. Blew your wad all over!" "How did you know!!???" Bobby was pissed. Dina had told on him! Rick grinned. "I didn't - you just told me!" "Awwww!!!" Bobby fumed. Rick continued, "That's what I want to avoid. I want Dina's first time to be as good as possible - for both of you. For that reason, I'm looking to get YOU some experience!" "What?" Bobby was nonplussed. "What did you say?" "I'm trying to organize some training for you, so you're familiar with the process and your responses, and can control yourself on the big night!" "Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you talking about arranging for me to get laid?" "Yeah. But beggars can't be choosers. If I set up the situation, will you take advantage of it, no matter WHO is on the other end?" Rick pressed. Bobby looked suspicious. "There's a catch buried in here, somewhere..." "Not really - I'm just letting you know that if I arrange for you to familiarize yourself with pussy, the trainer won't resemble Dina. Oh, and it's NOT Mandi - I'm not passing her around, whether I can get away with it or not. The purpose of the exercise will be for you to learn to control yourself while getting your dick wet. Got it?" "Okay, I'm game." Bobby's brain was running in overdrive, trying to figure out how Rick suddenly had access to sharable pussy - why was pretty clear. If he had this stuff all along, how come HE was a virgin last Sunday? He shrugged and put it away as they turned up the walk at the Giannelli's. Helen met them at the door, wearing a wraparound dress that was wrapped much more loosely than would have been considered normal. The loose fit turned a more or less modest neckline into something that plunged halfway to her navel. Bobby took in an eyeful. He had not failed to notice Helen on Sunday, but in the company of Dina... Today, however, she was much more exposed than she had been on Sunday, despite the fact that then she had been in a housecoat, and now she was in a dress. Helen caught the look and smiled to herself, ensuring that he supplemented it with a picture of the underside of her left breast through the armhole of the loose dress as she waved them in. "Mandi will be down in a moment." As she moved off, Rick examined the short skirt and decided that it had been deliberately altered for brevity. He smiled to himself. Helen was playing for keeps; Bobby was as good as hooked. Bobby was totally distracted, thinking, 'For a big bitch, Mandi's mom is one racy number! Does she run around like that all the time? Maybe I should invite myself over a few times...' Mandi came downstairs in a halter and what looked like pajama bottoms - loose ones, at that. Rick motioned Bobby to the couch, and sat down in the loveseat opposite, saying, "I've got to make some calls," and winking. Rick picked up the phone, and pretended to make a call. While he sat there, pretending the phone was ringing, Mandi snuggled up, and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and began playing with her right nipple, through the thin top. After a few seconds, Rick pretended that he got someone, "Hi! Is Tina there? OK. Can I leave a message? OK. Later." During this fictitious conversation, Mandi smiled, and reached up, lifting the neck of the halter over her head, dropping it down in front and exposing her breasts. She then adjusted Rick's hand so that he had unimpeded access to her right nipple. She totally ignored Bobby - but the reverse wasn't true! Bobby's eyes nearly burst out of their sockets! 'Holy Shit! He's got HER trained!' Bobby thought. He watched Rick fondle Mandi's breast, getting an eyeful as the nipple elongated and the areole crinkled. Mandi's shoulders began to flush, and she settled against Rick, opening her legs. This allowed a rather poor view of her pussy via the leg of her pajama bottoms - but it WAS a view. Bobby was rock hard. Mandi then upped the ante by unzipping Rick's jeans and fishing out his cock. Off to one side, Helen hovered just inside the kitchen doorway, where she could see Mandi and Rick clearly, and Bobby via a strategically placed mirror - but Bobby couldn't see her. She was virtually drooling as she watched Rick's cock disappear between Mandi's lips. She became rapidly wet, too, and decided that it was time for the next act. Scooping up a tray of snacks, she swayed into the living room placing herself just to the right of the clear line of sight between Bobby and the couple on the loveseat. Then she spread her feet shoulder width apart and bent fully from the waist, presenting the tray very low so as not to obscure the view provided. The effect was everything she could have hoped for: she collected Bobby's attention, then riveted it. When she bent forward, the loose wraparound dress gaped twice, once above and once below the waist. Her giant breasts were exposed fully from shoulder to elongated nipple, hanging there, pendant, above the gap in the skirt that exposed her furry mound. "Care for a snack?" she asked, throatily. Bobby was already beside himself when Helen arrived. The view down her dress nearly stopped his heart. Once he had laid eyes on those huge hooters, nothing in the world could have stopped him from responding to the challenge in Helen's eyes reaching down her open top to touch them. Bobby reached first one hand, and then both into Helen's top, cradling the masses of flesh and squeezing the nipples between two fingers. He was absolutely mesmerized. Now it was Rick and Mandi's turn to settle back and enjoy the show. Mandi stopped sucking Rick's cock so that she could watch, maintaining the sensations by gently jacking it. Helen one-handed the tray out of the way with her left hand, it having served its purpose, then reached up and undid the tie around her waist holding the dress closed. The dress gaped open, leaving her in total frontal nudity. She then reached around and, placing her hand on the back of Bobby's head, drew him to her chest. For his part, Bobby was all too willing. There was a lot of woman here, at very close range - and he was intent on experiencing it all! Helen reached into Bobby's lap and purred, "C'mon Baby - we're gonna fuck!" She let him distract himself with her huge breasts while she worked his zipper, then pulled his jeans down over his knees. Bobby lifted himself in the seat without releasing those miraculous breasts, then resumed his seat on the edge of the couch. Helen reveled in the feel of his adolescent cock, jacking it softly. As she bent to take it between her lips, Bobby locked eyes with a grinning Rick. "You tricked me!" "You're complaining?" Rick replied, as Bobby gasped, shuddered, and his eyes unfocused to the sensation of Helen's mouth closing over the head of his penis. Helen barely got the thing to the back of her throat before Bobby said "WAAAAAAHHH!", went stiff as a board, and began pouring semen down her throat. "I thought not," said Rick quietly, smiling. Bobby recovered, mortally embarrassed - but Helen wasn't going to let him off the hook so quickly. "We're not done yet!" she announced. "Do you eat pussy?" At Bobby's wordless nod, she declared, "Then its 69 time!" She tugged Bobby to the floor, arranging him in a supine position, then settled her shanks over his face, gently, and bent to resume fellating him. The taste of man-cum in her mouth was ambrosia, and she wanted more. Like everything else on her, Helen's gash was huge - but it smelled good, and Bobby lost no time testing the taste. He ran his tongue up from her clitoral hood to her perineum; a flat laving that opened her labia and exposed the wet, pink flesh beneath. When he had repeated this action three times, he plunged his tongue into her exposed vaginal opening. Helen raised up off his penis and exclaimed "OOOO! You DO know what you're doing!" and went back to work on his erection with renewed vigor. This was only an appetizer, however, and was not allowed to last long. Bobby never quite lost the erection he started with, so it took very little effort to make him again rock hard. Helen popped up, rotated 180 degrees to face him, and draped her spittle-soaked labia over his erection. She looked deep into Bobby's eyes, smiled, and began to impale herself. Bobby, remembering why he was there, struggled for control in the cascade of incredible sensations. Helen was tight despite her age and the size of the external interface! She hadn't had manflesh in years, and dildo exercises hadn't ruined her. Bobby managed to succeed - but Helen didn't. Her eyes rolled up, she began to shake, and she screamed "Cuuuummmmming!" at the top of her lungs, then went wild atop him, thrashing about with a fine lack of coordination. Mandi picked that moment to settle onto Rick's erection, and the mother and daughter locked eyes as Helen's resumed focus. Rick grinned tightly at Bobby, and, despite the fact that both males were on the bottom, they began to drive. The girls endured this for about 90 seconds, then both dropped forward so that they could be attacked doggy- style, and began kissing each other. Rick managed to stay sheathed during the maneuver, but Bobby had too far to go. It took mere moments, however, for him to make the adjustment and re-plunge into Helen's dripping pussy, eliciting a happy moan. At that point, the males began long-stroking, pulling their cocks almost all of the way out and driving them to the hilt at a moderate pace designed to extend everyone's pleasure. It took Helen about 3 1/2 minutes to rear up, grabbing Mandi's shoulders, and scream her orgasm into her mouth while Mandi held her in place to keep her back from arching and displacing Bobby's penis. Helen returned the favor for Mandi 3 minutes later. Meanwhile, the males had made a silent pact to ensure two more orgasms in their partners, and were grimly holding on, maintaining the stimulation while holding off their own climaxes. Bobby was extremely proud of himself - he was doing quite well. Rick, on the other hand, was laboring to maintain his aplomb due to the fact that he hadn't had a blow job to take the edge off. Nonetheless, Mandi beat Helen to a second climax (Helen's third) by about 20 seconds, and Rick managed to hang on until her vagina's milking action proved too intense. Seconds later, Bobby dropped his first load in a female vagina as the contractions from Helen's climax wrung his penis unmercifully. The women collapsed forward, the men atop them, still buried in sweet meat. After a moment, Bobby rose up on his arms, and declared, "Wow! That was incredible!" Rick nodded, while the women sighed a contented "Mmmmm hmmmm!" in unplanned unison. Later, as Rick and Bobby prepared to leave, Helen admonished Bobby, "You did a fine job - but we want to make sure you're ready! Come back Thursday, and we'll go through a couple more positions!" Bobby nodded. Oddly, he hadn't said anything gauche the entire visit! Helen gave him a big kiss and pushed him out the door. <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------ -- 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: Moderators: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at Hosted by | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+