Message-ID: <45151asstr$1067839805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20031103001919.2145.qmail@web60404.mail.yahoo.com> From: Lazlo Zalezac X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 2 Nov 2003 16:19:19 -0800 (PST) Subject: {ASSM} John Carter III 17 (mf mmf ffm ff mm sci-fi) Date: Mon, 3 Nov 2003 01:10:05 -0500 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, gill-bates __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? The New Yahoo! Shopping - with improved product search http://shopping.yahoo.com <1st attachment, "Crossroad17.txt" begin> DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or are under the age of 18, stop reading now. This material cannot be reproduced for commercial purposes without the consent of the author. John Carter By Lazlo Zalezac Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2003 Part 3: Robes of Acumen Chapter 17 Ed drove the jeep into the driveway as the garage door opened. He pulled into John's normal space. Turning off the jeep, he sat back in his seat and rubbed his eyes. He and Leroy had taken turns driving home while John slept in the back seat. Leroy stretched and yawned. Ed looked in the back of the jeep at the sleeping form of John. He reached back and shook John awake. "We're home, John." Yawning, John sat up and stretched his arms, as much as was possible within the tight confines of the jeep. He looked around at the garage. "Oh, we're home. Why didn't you wake me earlier?" Leroy laughed at the suggestion and answered, "We weren't brave enough to return home with a tired John. Ling would skin us alive." The men got out of the jeep and headed into the house. They were met at the door by Cathy. "John, you've had another invitation to the White House. I turned it down as per your standing order. You have a date tomorrow night with one of the wives in town. She'll be here around seven for dinner. The University called and wanted to know if you still intended to take a semester off from your lectures. I told them that your intentions had not changed. I've put your tax forms in your inbox. You need to look over them, but Jack and the IRS agent have both okayed it." John mumbled, "Thanks, Cathy." She turned to Ed and recited, "Your tax forms are in your inbox. A check arrived from the New York Diamond Exchange. They gave you a nice bonus. I deposited it in your account. A box of samples arrived from Antarctica. I put it on the table in front of your workshop. You have a date tomorrow night with Rosa. She'll be here for dinner around seven. A rather persistent student has called several times a day wanting to know if you'll be his advisor for his dissertation. I told him that you would be available to talk to him tomorrow at three." Smiling Ed stated, "Thanks, Cathy. You're a lifesaver." She turned to Leroy and recited, "Your thesis advisor called while you were out. I told him you'd be available tomorrow at three." Leroy hugged Cathy. "I think you're the greatest." Cathy smiled and returned to her office. The three men looked at each other. John stated, "Nothing to do until tomorrow afternoon. How about a swim?" Leroy answered, "Sounds perfect to me." The three men entered the poolroom laughing about crazy John. It took them a minute to realize that the room wasn't empty. Mrs. Hayes, Ling, Kelly, and Linda were lounging on the chairs beside the pool. Dr. Hayes was in his wheelchair next to his wife. There wasn't a stitch of clothes on any one of them. Kelly asked, "What's so funny?" Leroy took a quick glance in Linda's direction and then answered, "We were laughing about crazy John." A confused look crossed Ling's face. She had never heard anyone refer to John in that fashion. "What about John?" "Not John, crazy John!" asserted Ed. Laughing, John got a crazy look on his face. "I can see by all of the nipples in the room that these are all earthlings. You two, I'm not sure about. Do you have nipples? I have nipples, very good nipples. I bet you're from Cro. Are you Cronians?" Ed and Leroy laughed as they took off their shirts. Ed stated, "We have nipples." John frowned and looked crazy for a minute. He asked, "Are you sure those are nipples? They might be painted on. I'm not going back in space." While Ed and Leroy laughed, they slipped off their shoes and pants. John took off his cloak. Kelly asked, "So what is all this talk about Cronians?" Leroy answered, "We found some car thieves in Denver. John went over to them acting like crazy John and watched them until the police arrived. The car thieves were quite confused by all of the talk about Cronians too." Dr. Hayes smiled at the image. "Very nice. I bet they thought you were mad as a hatter." "Yes they did. They even asked me if I was an undercover cop. I told them I was FBI. They didn't believe that either." Linda still looked puzzled. "Why would you watch them until the police arrived?" As the men finished undressing, Ed explained about the car theft ring they had broken up that night. By the time Ed finished telling the story, all three men were naked and standing by the pool. John quipped, "Last one in is a..." He didn't get to finish as both Ed and Leroy jumped into the water. Leroy kept his cast out of the water. John added lamely, "great guy." Everyone laughed as he finally got in the water. Ed and John took a couple of laps, while Leroy walked around. He couldn't wait until he would be able to swim and splash water like everyone else. He looked over at Dr. Hayes and realized that he was actually very lucky in comparison. The men got out of the water and sat down with the women. John asked, "So what has everyone been up to the past few days?" Dr. Hayes stated, "Well, I've been talking to Kelly about opening that clinic here in town. She's basically got it all set up. I think we'll try to open it in two weeks. I'll be working out of a wheel chair, but that shouldn't matter." Kelly added, "I've rented an office. It's not much, but it's a start. I've been over there every day fixing it up." Smiling, Ling stated, "I arrested my first drunk driver. Outside of that, everything has been very quiet in town." Mrs. Hayes stated, "I've been over to the house watching them finish the interior. It should be ready in a week." Everyone looked at Linda waiting to hear what she had done. She blushed as she looked away shyly. She found her courage to say something, "I got a job at the library." "That's great," stated John pleased that she was thinking about staying in the house. Leroy asked, "Why at the library?" "I like books. I realized there was one thing that I really wanted to do. I want to write a book. However, I knew that I needed to work while I was doing that. The library sounded perfect for me." "I'm really happy for you. It sounds like a perfect choice." John realized that some fundamental changes had occurred among several key people while they were in Denver. He was still having a hard time believing that Dr. and Mrs. Hayes were lounging around the pool naked. They didn't look too bad without their clothes. Their pubic hair had turned gray and Mrs. Hayes breasts sagged a bit, but they were both in good shape. He glanced over at Linda. There was no doubt that she was gorgeous. Her breasts looked young and full. The areola of each breast was a dark brown tipped with a very large nipple. She had a luxurious growth of pubic hair. He turned to Kelly, "So how's the mother to be feeling?" "I'm feeling great. I don't have morning sickness or anything." Dr. Hayes remarked, "She's doing perfectly with her pregnancy. I've never seen one progress so nicely. She's very healthy." John sat back and enjoyed the company around him. It was nice to back at home and surrounded by a loving family. Linda finally burst out, "Hey, aren't you guys going to say anything?" Leroy asked, "About what?" "About the fact that I'm naked." Ed laughed. "So is everyone else." "I told you they wouldn't say anything. They'd treat you like you were fully clothed." Mrs. Hayes snorted, "I can't believe they didn't make any remarks about this old wrinkled body." In a very serious tone of voice, John replied, "I only see beautiful people in this room. Mrs. Hayes is glowing with a newfound confidence. Dr. Hayes looks happier than I've ever seen him, accepting a lifestyle that he's probably always wanted. I see a young woman that has found her passion and is about to unleash it on an unsuspecting world. Leroy sees himself as a human being that can embrace all that life has to offer him. Kelly has that glow that a woman achieves only in the creation of a new life. Ling, well, she's following her path to happiness." Dr. Hayes stated, "You're quite perceptive." "He's much more perceptive than you would credit him for. He's worked hard to bring everyone to this point. He's offered me a chance to explore my personal boundaries without pressure. He's kept from sleeping with Linda until she's found herself. You don't think it was an accident that Bob and Sarah were always naked when it was their turn to watch over you?" offered Leroy. He knew he wasn't fully aware of all that John was doing to help people become all that they could be. John stood up and walked over to where his clothes were laying on the floor. He picked up his robe and slipped it over his head. He turned to Leroy and corrected him, "The only thing I do is love the people around me. It's that simple." John left the room and headed to his room. He picked up a large box and then left to find Marguerite. He found her in the kitchen. "Marguerite, is there anything special planned for dinner tonight?" Marguerite turned and looked at John, her eyes spending most of their time on his package. "No, nothing special." "Could you prepare an intimate dinner for two to be served in my room this evening at about seven?" John shifted the box under his arm. The grin on Marguerite's face went from ear to ear. "So, you're finally going to give that poor girl the relief that she's been wanting." "Could you add a simple snack to be brought by the room around ten?" Marguerite asked, "Would you prefer finger foods that you can feed to each other or something a little more formal?" "Finger foods, please." A meal of finger foods was a tough order as there aren't many meals made of just finger foods. She smiled as she had an idea of the perfect meal. She smiled, "I have an idea, it's not exactly finger foods, but I think it will have the appropriate effect." "Surprise me." John grinned at Marguerite and left to locate Cathy. Cathy was in her office working on family books. She was to meet with Jack the next week to go over the finances and to file the quarterly taxes. She didn't notice John enter the room until he cleared his throat. She looked up and apologized, "Oh, sorry John. I was working on something." "Must be interesting." "Not really." John smiled as he asked, "Well, how about something a little different?" "Like what?" "I would like you to print up an invitation to Linda for a private dinner this evening at seven in my room. I would also like this box given to her with the invitation." Cathy grinned. "So, you're going to give the woman what she needs. It's about time." John shook his head in denial. "I've been giving her what she needs for a long time now. I'm going to give her what she wants. Okay?" "Sure boss," Cathy snickered. She turned to the computer and typed up a very quick invitation. John looked over her shoulder at what she was typing. He frowned, "That should be 'intimate dinner' rather than 'rousing good fuck'." "You're no fun at all." Cathy laughed. She made the change and then continued working on the invitation. "That should be 'his room' and not 'pleasure pit of the greatest stud on earth'." Cathy made all of the corrections and then printed it up on a heavy paper. It looked appropriately formal. She put it in an envelope and sealed it. She taped it onto the box that John had set on her desk. John thanked her and went back to the poolroom. Cathy watched John leave the room. She immediately turned back to her computer and made a second invitation that read as she had intended. She wrote a note on it that John wouldn't let her send out that version, but it was probably closer to the truth. She taped that one onto the package as well, knowing that Linda would appreciate it. There was a knock on the door at exactly seven. John answered the door to find Linda wearing the emerald green dress that John had purchased for her. He invited her into his room. She smiled at him and entered slowly. There was a table set in the middle of the room. On it were a fondue set and some long forks. Soft music played in the background setting a comfortable atmosphere. Linda wasn't familiar with the artist, but she liked the music. John led her to the table by a single hand and gave her a seat. She sat down demurely as he helped move the chair closer to the table. She stated, "I'm not sure which invitation I accepted." "Pardon?" "I'm not sure if I accepted the intimate dinner or the rousing good fuck." John looked horrified and blurted, "I'm going to kill Cathy!" Linda laughed aloud at his discomfort. "Don't worry, she signed her version of the invitation. I know that you are far too classy for something like that. Besides, we have often joked about any invitation you might send would really translate into an invitation for a rousing good fuck." John shook his head amazed at how everyone in the house had private jokes with others. He laughed, "Okay, I won't kill her. I'll just get revenge one of these days. Now, Marguerite has prepared quite a nice meal for us." Linda looked at the cheese fondue and asked, "How do you eat this?" John took one of the long forks and stabbed a piece of bread in it. He swirled the bread around covering it well with the melted cheese. He held it over the pot for a moment allowing it to cool. He then held the fork out for her to take the morsel impaled on the end of it. She leaned forward and ate the cheese covered bread off the end of the fork. She smiled, "So that's how you do it." John nodded as she went through the same activities. She held the fork up for him. He ate the cheese-covered bread off the fork. Some of the cheese ran off the bread and covered his chin. She laughed at him and teased, "Isn't that supposed to be done in a more sexy fashion." "You're supposed to lick any errant cheese off the person your feeding." Laughing, she stated, "You can't be serious." "Very serious. And if the bread drops off the fork when it is in the cheese, you have to kiss the other person." "Hmm, sounds like a fun kind of meal." John stabbed another cube of bread and swirled it around in the cheese. He held it out for her to eat, but as she leaned forward, he pulled it back making her lean forward more. She giggled and bit the morsel from the fork. It was her turn and the piece of bread fell of into the cheese. She fished it out and fed it to John. He stated, "Hmm, you have to kiss me." Linda leaned forward and kissed him chastely on the cheek. The disappointment was clearly written across John's face. She giggled at the look on his face and he smiled in return. He teased, "I'll get you back for that." They feed each other until each was comfortably full. Several accidents had occurred and the kisses got increasingly more intimate. When they had finished, Linda looked at him for a minute. Afraid, she asked, "You really do care about me, don't you?" "Yes, I do." "Kiss me," begged Linda. She couldn't believe how much she had come to love the white man that had entered her life. She wondered what he saw in her. John leaned across the table and gave a chaste kiss on the cheek. She laughed, "Okay, so you got me back. Now kiss me." John ran his lips across her lips, tickling her with the extremely light touch. Her lips parted, as she wanted more. He ran his tongue across the upper lip and then slowly sucked her lower lip between his lips. She finally grabbed him and pulled him tight to her. She kissed him deeply. He stood and led her away from the table. They held each other tightly and kissed deeply as their hands roamed. She broke the kiss, "I want to feel your body under my hands." John lifted the robe over his head. He slipped off his boxers and the house slippers. He stood before her naked. The only adornment was the gold chain with the three medallions around his neck. She stepped back and looked at him. She whispered, "I've never really looked closely at a naked man before." "Come here and look all you want. Examine every inch of me until you feel comfortable with my body." She came close and ran her hands across his chest, taking in the sparse chest hairs and strong muscles. She looked at the scars and traced them with her fingers. She ran her hands down his body to his cock and touched it very hesitantly. She knelt down to get a good look at his cock and balls. Her mouth was parted and her tongue slowly licked her lips as she moved his flaccid cock and lifted his ball sack. She jumped when his cock reacted to her touch. She watched it slowly become erect, her hand touching it throughout the process. It was hard to believe that the cock could swell like that. She looked at the fully erect monster cock with wide eyes. She looked up at him, "Is that huge thing supposed to go inside me?" He touched her hair, enjoying the feel of her soft long black hair under his hand. He smiled down at her and answered, "Yes, but you have to be ready for it." She stood up and looked at him. Her fears were coming to the surface as she asked, "You'll help me?" John pulled her close and kissed her deeply. She sighed when he finished. He stepped back and slowly undid her dress. It fell to the floor easily. She stood in her shoes, bra and panties. John ran his hands across the exposed parts of her body. She pressed herself against his hand, enjoying the feel of his masculine touch on her skin. John led her to the bed in the bedroom. He gently laid her on the bed and then crawled in to lie beside her. He kissed her lips and then kissed his way to behind her ears. While there, he nibbled on her earlobes. She moaned in passion, unable to believe the sensations that his lips were arousing within her. He kissed his way down her neck to the clasp of her bra. He reached over and undid the clasp. With slow deliberateness, he removed the bra from her breasts. He returned to her neck and kissed his way down to the valley between her breasts. His hands gently and softly traced their way around the bottom of her breasts. He kissed her breasts, staying away from the sensitive nipples. He hadn't even touched them yet, but they were stiff. The soft hairs of his beard tickled her skin. She grabbed his head and brought it to her nipples. He kissed them lightly and then sucked them between his lips. He ran his tongue over them, getting them wet and then moved back to blow on them. She arched her back and then he nipped them between his teeth. The suddenness of his action brought a low animal moan out of her. He kissed his way down to her navel while running his hands along her legs. His hands met her panties and he slipped them down. She raised her hips to help him remove her panties. He went back to kissing her breasts. She was flushed with excitement and breathing heavily. He ran his tongue around her nipples as she moaned. He kissed his way down to her pussy. He pulled her hair out of his way with his lips. The tugs increased her excitement. He licked her pussy lips with a rigid tongue avoiding touching her clit. She was moaning constantly now. She grabbed his head and pulled it to her pussy. She moaned, "You're as good as Kelly at this." John had little choice but to lick her clit, she was holding his head over the clit with an iron grip. He flicked his tongue across it with fast soft flicks. She locked her legs around his head and arched her back as she came. He gave an occasional lick to prolong her orgasm. Her moans had changed to a scream. She relaxed a little and he went back to work. He thrust his tongue into her pussy like it was a cock. He avoided the overly sensitive clit. Her excitement levels grew again to near orgasmic levels. He licked her clit and she had a second orgasm. Her legs clamped down on his head while her hands pulled at his hair. She screamed louder than before. When she had finally relaxed her grip on his head with her legs, John slid a finger into her dripping cunt. His face was covered with her womanly juices. His cock, leaking pre-cum, demanded release. He moved up and positioned himself to enter her. He rubbed his cock across her opening, She tried to pull him into her, but he continued to tease her with his cock. Finally, he slowly entered her. He hadn't gotten much of his cock into her when he encountered her hymen. John held onto her and rolled over onto his back pulling her with him. She was now lying atop him. He helped her into a position where she was sitting astride him. He urged her gently, "Move down at your own comfort. If it starts to hurt, stop." She slowly lowered herself on his cock until it encountered her hymen. He lay still so as not to drive his cock through her maidenhead. She pressed down a little and then eased up. The next time she pressed down, he rubbed her clit. The shock of his touch on her sensitive clit made her forget the pain. Her maidenhead burst as she experienced another small orgasm from his manual manipulations of her clit. She lowered herself until his cock was fully inserted. She began small up and down movements on his cock. Her moans resumed, building in volume until they reached a low scream. Her movements became more intense as she took her pleasure from his cock. As John ran his hands over her breasts, she started screaming, "Oh God, I'm coming again." She slumped down against his chest. John positioned her legs and then rolled over so that she was on her back. Lifting himself on his arms, he started to thrust. He gave a full deep thrust and then paused. Then he gave her two deep thrusts that were followed by a pause. He continued in that fashion increasing the number of thrusts by one until he reached ten thrusts followed by a pause. Her body reacted with increasing excitement. He returned to a single thrust followed by a pause. This time when he hit ten thrusts, she came again. Now his pause was enforced by her legs locking behind his ass, holding him in place. When she relaxed, he started over again. Again, she came when he reached ten thrusts. He brought her through four orgasms in that fashion before his excitement grew to a level where he could hold back no more. He came inside her with a mind-blowing orgasm. Her screams were only matched by his roar. He pulled out of her, as his sensitive cock could not take any more sensation. He lay beside her in the bed, holding her tightly to him as they both recovered from their sexually induced bliss. She made little cooing noises as she snuggled tight to him. She was about to speak, but he held a finger to her lips. He told her, "I love you." "I love you too," she replied. She giggled, "So that is what a rousing good fuck feels like." John laughed at the unexpected quip. "I guess so." She turned so that they were spooning, with her back pressed tightly to his chest. She took his hand and placed it on her breast. She stated, "I was so worried that I wouldn't be any good at it. I don't think that is possible." John smiled, "It is possible. You could have lied on your back and counted ceiling tiles." "Who'd want to do that?" John laughed, "I have no idea." She enjoyed the sensation of being held close. John's hand gently rubbed her breast occasionally playing with her nipple. She felt like she could stay in that position forever. She asked, "What do we do now?" John smiled, "Well, we could take a shower together and then eat a little snack. If you're up to it, we can come back and explore each others' bodies some more." Sadness entered her voice as she asked, "Will we ever do this again?" John stated, "I would like it if you would join our family, but I don't want to pressure you." <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}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+