Message-ID: <45584asstr$1069798205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20031125174457.85322.qmail@web14908.mail.yahoo.com> From: Thinking Horndog X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2003 09:44:57 -0800 (PST) Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Second Best 113/136 {Thinking Horndog} (mf oral) Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2003 17:10:05 -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: newsman, dennyw Chapter 113. __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Free Pop-Up Blocker - Get it now http://companion.yahoo.com/ <1st attachment, "SecBest113.txt" begin> Author: Thinking Horndog Title: Second Best Part: 113 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 oral 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 113 Some confusion over dates... The Porter residence was in a somewhat glitzier neighborhood than Nate and Draper were used to frequenting - not that that was necessarily bad news. Alonzo Porter looked up at the sound of the key turning in the lock, and watched as his daughter swept, in, looking fine in her prom dress, followed by her date and another couple. Trouble was, her date was holding hands with the other girl... And who was the other guy? Big, solid fella... Alonzo's though process was interrupted by his daughter's 'explanation': "Hi, Daddy! I'm home, but we're all still kind of hyped up from the dance, so we're going to hang out in the den for a while, okay?" Tenisha swept out without awaiting an answer, collecting the larger dude's hand, the Adams boy and his (white!) date(?) following. Bess Porter appeared at the head of the stairs. "Who was that? Is Tenisha home?" "Yeah... She brought some friends." Alonzo was frowning. "What's the matter, Sugar?" Bess started down the stairs, closing her housecoat over her narrow frame. "Well..." Alonzo scratched his head, "Didn't Tenisha leave here with the Adams boy?" "Yes," Bess confirmed, "Why?" "Well," Alonzo confided, "They're both back, but Tenisha was hauling around some beefy looking dude I've never seen before, and the Adams boy went through here towing a white chick!" "Really?" Bess blinked. "Well, to be fair, Nate wasn't Tenisha's first choice in dates, and I think it was mutual. Maybe something happened at the Prom... Where are they?" "Nisha shot me some line about them being all worked up and wanting to settle down in the den." Music began wafting out of the room as Alonzo finished relating this information. Oddly, it wasn't Tenisha's usual choice in rap, but rather a female vocalist singing about... Did it matter? It was a lot easier to talk above, especially at the unaccustomed low volume setting. Bess crept up to the door and poked her head around. When Tenisha detected her, she covered with, "Do you kids need anything?" Tenisha's glare said 'Don't come in here!' VERY clearly, but Bess was taking in her companions - especially Draper Travis! Tenisha cleared her throat. "Uh, I don't think so, Mom - well, maybe some Coke?" She looked around for support and got it. "Mostly, we're looking for a little peace and quiet - the dance was noisy!" "Uh HUH!" Bess gave her daughter the fish-eye, then backed out. "Well?" Alonzo demanded, "Was I right?" "Oh, yeah," Bess started to grin, "Looks like things shook out a bit at the Prom. Nisha's new date looks like someone she's had her eye on - Travis something. Probably a good thing - Nate can be bad news." "So, what's this 'peace and quiet' thing?" Bess regarded her husband as if his IQ had dropped into the single digits. "Ever hear of necking?" "Necking!" Alonzo's eyes popped. "Whoa, that leads to..." "...All kinds of things, including marriage, if I remember our history!" Bess chided. "Well, I remember a couple of other things, including sex!" Alonzo reminded her. "Which we got away with, thank God! Alonzo, Nisha's almost eighteen! You've been damn lucky that SHE hasn't had any! The fact that you're only now feeling your fatherhood muscles means that she's had damn little attention from boys - and I haven't seen you holding her while she cried about it!" Bess glared at her husband. "Leave 'em alone!" "Fine," Alonzo grunted. "I'm going to bed. You can stay up and keep them out of each other's pants." Bess laughed. "They'd have to be pretty brave to do that! Most likely, her and her girlfriend will just get felt up pretty well - that's tame for Prom night. Remember what WE did?" Alonzo grunted, "Sure - that's why I'm concerned! What was it - twice, three times - in the back seat of that old Ford?" "Nisha came home," Bess pointed out, "And I bet they didn't stop on the way!" Alonzo shrugged and turned for the stairs. Bess went to get Cokes. "We goin' to have parent problems?" Draper asked Tenisha mildly as her mother's head disappeared around the door facing. "Tough to say," Tenisha replied. "We'll know more when Momma comes back with the Cokes." "That mean I gotta stop worryin' this spot on your neck?" Draper wondered good-humoredly. Draper's lips on her neck had left Tenisha one big goosebump and her nipples were rock hard. "Uh uh! You can keep THAT up, Sugar!" Tenisha declared. "We just might have to be a little careful about kissing and such until the coast is clear..." "Damn! How long will THAT be?" Nate's voice was a frustrated whine. "Shhhh! Nate, Honey, I'M not their daughter! We don't have to worry so much!" Nora offered her lips, and things got quiet on the love seat. Nora concentrated on keeping Nate's hands off of anything too controversial, which was difficult - for both of them. Tenisha sat in a chair seat, watching the door, while Draper sat on the arm, leaning over her to attack her neck. The sight of her mother rounding the corner brought Tenisha to full alert, pushing Draper away. Bess put the Cokes down on the coffee table and asked the obvious question, "So, what happened?" "Uh, Nate and I didn't work out," Tenisha replied. "A mutual friend asked Draper, here, to ride to the rescue." "And?" Bess eyed Nate and Nora. "Well, turns out that the same mutual friend was looking to create another couple," Draper amplified. "Matchmakin', sort of. Nate an' I run together..." Tenisha took up the explanation, "They didn't have anywhere to go. Nora doesn't normally..." How should she finish that? Bess locked eyes with Nora. "Your folks might not be thrilled?" Nora nodded tightly. Bess figured she should offer a bit of advice. "Nate's not known for his manners..." Nora smiled, "I know. I read this book on wild animal training, though..." "Hey!" Nate complained, "I'm sittin' here G-!" Nora's finger on his lips stopped the curse. Her other hand rubbed his thigh. "Oh, you're good!" Bess laughed her approval. From the way Nate's eyes had popped, she knew that Nora hadn't selected a leg at random. "Good luck!" Turning to her daughter, she announced, "I'm going to crash in a recliner in the living room. Wake me when it's time for everyone to leave." She turned and swayed out. Draper nodded, poker-faced. "Seems fair." "Best we could hope for, I guess," Tenisha replied, and drew him in for a kiss. Nate and Nora resumed kissing, and Nora let Nate's hands roam at will - and roam they did! But a ball gown didn't offer much access to her crotch, so she was better protected than either of them wanted. Still, Nate managed to worm a hand into her bodice, and was working hard at exploring her ass through her skirt. Tenisha and Draper had worse problems; the frilly, high-necked gown Tenisha was wearing didn't allow much upper body access, either. Tenisha ached to feel Draper's hands - or mouth - on her nipples... This went on for ten to fifteen minutes, then Tenisha couldn't take it any more. Leaning forward, she whispered, "Unzip me!" Draper did as he was asked, and Tenisha struggled out of the tight cuffs that ended the puffed sleeves. The whole mess dropped forward leaving her topless except for a black strapless padded bra. Tenisha locked eyes with Draper and dropped that, too. "Baby, your mama ain't gonna like that!" Draper observed in a whisper while taking in Tenisha's tiny, stiff nippled breasts, "An' it ain't like you're gonna be able to cover..." "I'll risk it," Tenisha husked. "Then I'll try to make it worthwhile..." Draper leaned over and sucked in a stiff nipple. He closed soft lips around it, chewing at the stiff bud. "Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Tenisha moaned. Heavenly! The direct link between her nipples and her clit went live, full bore! Draper's eyes popped. 'Christ! Mama's in the next room!' he worried. Bess, true to her word, had dropped into a recliner in the next room and was trying to nap. Problem was, she could hear every rustle, every gasp, every sigh! She could even tell pretty clearly who was moaning what! She was just visualizing what the loud rustling sounds might mean when "Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" drifted out of the den! Bess knew EXACTLY what that sound meant - she'd uttered it too often herself! Tenisha had inherited Bess' breasts, and Bess KNEW that Draper had just taken one of those sensitive buds in his mouth! The effect on Bess mirrored the effect on Tenisha, and Bess snarled in sudden resolve. To Hell with this! "Nisha! I'm going to bed! Lock up after your friends!" Bess headed for the stairs; Alonzo had better be awake - Bess wanted a good fucking! The surprise announcement found Draper and Tenisha struggling over whether Draper would remain attached to her nipple. Draper was CERTAIN that her mother was going to bust them and was trying to break free, but Tenisha would have none of it! After recovering from the spike of fear generated by the announcement, Draper absorbed it's import and stopped struggling, renewing the attack. Tenisha managed to choke out, "Yes, Momma!" before collapsing in the chair, crushing Draper's head to her breast. Nora waited until she heard the creak of Tenisha's mother's feet on the stair treads and reached for Nate's belt. Nate's eyes popped! Sheeit! The bitch was serious! Fuckin' A! Nora owned Nate in that moment; by the time her hand closed around his cock, she was his woman, and he was her man, and that was all there was to it! "Lemme get that zipper, Baby!" Nate croaked as Nora went to her knees before his erection, and he reached to unzip her dress, freeing her round, coral-nippled breasts. Reverently, he cradled the heavy orbs - but it didn't last long, because he didn't! Totally unprepared for the liquid heat of her mouth, he lost control and ejaculated hugely almost immediately! "Awww, SHIIIIT!!" he groaned in a stage whisper, convulsing. Nora was trying to figure out what to do with the product of her blinding success at cocksucking! It seemed like gallons of sperm were filling her mouth! Shucks, she'd just gotten a taste of Nate's stiff member, and here it was pulsing like a fire hose! Swallowing seemed the only option, so she did - three times! She continued laving Nate's glans until he gently pushed her away, grimacing at it's over-sensitivity. "Sorry!" he husked, sadly, "I..." He couldn't go on - he was too ashamed and embarrassed! Nora looked up at Nate and smiled. Poor thing! He looked like he was about to cry! "Nate, Honey, you KNOW you're not done - and I do, too!" She stood up, using his knees to push off the floor, and murmured, "Help me get this damned dress off!" She turned around and Nate rose and finished unzipping the zipper. "Uh, up or down?" he asked. Nora sighed. With her hips? "Up, I'm afraid..." Nate stabilized the dress, not allowing it to slip down as Nora worked it over her head. He sucked in a breath as Nora's generous ass made itself visible, a pair of French cut panties making a ridiculously poor attempt at coverage. Once it was over her head, Nora turned and dropped it over the arm of the loveseat, and stood there, poised in the dimness. Nate stood there, transfixed! Nora had been relying on the built-in brassiere that the dress sported, so the panties were it - she hadn't bothered with nylons. Removing the dress had absolutely destroyed her hairdo - but that just made her look fragile, defenseless. The round, coral-tipped orbs on her chest were wondrous things, but his eyes drifted to the surprisingly narrow waist, and those hips... Nate's hands itched, and he unconsciously flexed them. The wide hindquarters that Nora was so ashamed of were Disneyland to Nate! Nora glanced down at the panties, misunderstanding Nate's look. "Kinda stupid, aren't they?" she murmured, and proceeded to step out of them! "Oh, shit..." Nate breathed. He was totally overloaded! "I-I..." he couldn't really think of anything to say! "Sorry about the ass," Nora husked, "I'm kind of stuck with it..." At Nate's continued silence, she grimaced, "Is it that bad? Should I get dressed again?" Nate's eyes bulged. "FUCK NO!" He lurched forward, pulled her in, and put both hands on that heavenly, soft ass! "I LOVE your ass! It's fuckin' BEAUTIFUL!" He started devouring her neck, giving her chills. Draper and Tenisha looked on, goggle-eyed. Finally, Draper caught his breath, "Hey, y'all ain't gonna fuck right here, are ya?" Nora looked up from unbuttoning Nate's shirt, sliding her hands under his undershirt to feel his smooth, ridged chest, "I don't know, yet - maybe. We might not have any better opportunity for a while..." Surprisingly, it was Nate who came up with, "We don' hafta, Babe. Been plenty of shit gone down tonight. I'm pretty clear 'bout where you're comin' from..." Turning to Draper, he announced formally, "Draper, this is my woman. Anybody gives her shit, I'll open up a can of whipass on 'em. Pass the word!" "You will not!" Nora admonished. "I won't have you getting yourself bashed up just because somebody looks at me cross-eyed! I want you in one piece, you hear me?" She shook him by his shirt. "Yes, Baby," Nate murmured softly, gazing into her eyes. He looked up again at Draper, and announced, "Oh, an' I'm pussy-whipped. Officially!" Draper grinned, and Tenisha tittered. "Its okay, Nora," she related, "Nate was just announcing in his way that you two have a relationship!" "Yo, Nate! Me, too! You don' think we're gonna have to take up knittin' or some such, do ya?" Draper laughed. Tenisha tittered again while punching him on the shoulder. Nate chuckled, "Good feelin' ain't it?" He squeezed Nora to him. "Yeah," Draper gathered Tenisha in for a kiss. When they broke, Tenisha murmured, "I don't feel safe enough to think about f-fucking in THIS house, but I CAN get out of this dress - and maybe do what Nora did for Nate..." Draper shook his head, "Naw - the dress, maybe, but I'm okay - don' worry about the other thing. We'll get to that stuff another time, when you feel a little safer." He pulled her in for another kiss. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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