Message-ID: <45941asstr$1071965402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: corp.supernews.com!not-for-mail From: Ron Garret X-Original-Message-ID: User-Agent: Xnews/06.08.25 X-No-Archive: yes X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 20 Dec 2003 20:09:01 -0000 Subject: {ASSM} New Years Resolutions Pt3 (mf teen rom humor) x-archive-expire: 2004-02-01 x-asstr-no-archive: no x-asstr-message-id-hack: 45941 Date: Sat, 20 Dec 2003 19:10:02 -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: dennyw, newsman As I don't control the USENET, and certainly don't control who reads it, I request that you don't read it if you shouldn't be reading it. Like that would have stopped me at that age. This text is copyright 2003 by Ron Garrret and may not be archived on any system aside from the assm archive for the specified period as defined in the headers. It may not be re-posted except in its entirety with this notice intact and unmodified. It may not be displayed nor linked to by any commercial service without prior permission secured in writing with a valid contract. I welcome comments, but I'm not looking for partners. Most of all, I hope you enjoy the work. -=-=- Part III -=-=- "You know," I said, looking at the door. "I'm beginning to really adore that woman." Terri laughed sweetly and then put on her bib, just in case. Dinner time. We had fun with it, especially considering that I really didn't ache that much anymore, wasn't drugged up to the heavens, and, well, I suppose Terri got a nap somewhere along the line as well. I never realized how much fun it was to chase a pea on a spoon before, and I tried to, as sensually as was possible, scoop up the pudding with my tongue. I lost it when Terri noted, as I was sticking out my tongue with a prized daub of vanilla goop on the end, noted that I had that wrong, it was her who was supposed to display such things to me. Damn good thing she chose to wear that bib, as the bits went into the trash along with it. Or not. Had I sprayed the semi-custard onto that tube top, it might have been what was removed. It was as if she read my mind, something I was starting to get used to, as we both turned shy at the same time. Man, I was so ready to invite her to lay down next to me, to kiss those lips of hers, to touch her hair, her cheeks, and yeah, her boobs. Instead, I asked her what she had been up to that day. "Thinking," she responded. "After I changed and came back to find you zonked out, I didn't really have much else to do." I started feeling guilty and she moved closer and sat on the bed, giving me a pleasant smile. "Stop that," she ordered with a poke to my chest. "You needed your rest. And, well, I did need to think. This has been awfully fast." "Real fast," I agreed. "Look," I added, "we really don't have to do anything, I like you and all. I don't want to rush into anything and screw up." Wow, I was giving the speech I had heard many a time, the 'lets just be friends' speech. Terri was having nothing of that crap, however. "Look, buster," she mock snarled at me. "I already told your MOTHER that I was taking you to bed and the only question that needs to be settled on that score is whose bed it will be. You'd BEST get used to that idea." She hmphed cutely and went on, "Besides, there's not many days left, and I'll be damned if I get this close and have to start all over again." Really, I should have just been a raging hard on at that point, but, well, I REALLY liked this girl and I didn't want to screw things up. That joke about marriage had been rumbling around at the back of my mind, and I, well, kinda had started thinking what she'd look like when she was my mother's age, and how I'd look next to her. Kids, well, that wasn't something that fifteen-year-old guys wanted to consider. Usually we'd been temporarily cured of that by nephews, nieces and cousins. "I'm not sure I'd be the best choice," I said. "You saw what happened this morning," I added with some shame. "What if that happened the first time?" What the fuck was I doing??? I mean, well, aside from caring, but SHIT, someone go send Vito and Vinnie to go talk to my tongue, because if it screws this up, it's going in the part of the bay where the sharks live. Ugh, I wanted to be my brother so I could kick my ass. The words, however, seemed to spark something in Terri's eyes. "What if?" she asked, echoing me. "I'd say, so what. We wait a little while and try again." Her hand moved and laid on my chest, sending waves of happy into me, even with the blanket in between us. "We'll work things through together.." That coy smile came back at full force as she added, "besides, we won't be trying anything until after your 'reward' tomorrow. I hope she lets me watch, I could use with some pointers on that type of thing. This morning was the first time I'd ever even touched a, umm, dick before." Fuck Vito and Vinnie, they're obviously too slow. I needed some of those Iranian terrorists to go after my mouth as it spewed out, "Nothing until then?" I mean, hell, she wanted to give me everything, and here I was trying to nail out some extras. She laughed! "What, you think I plan on spending the night in that awful chair again? There's enough room for two of us in this bed, so long as we stay really close to each other." Her hand moved, sought out mine, "Besides," she said, lifting my hand and bringing it towards her chest. "This thing is going to slip off at any moment, and I'm going to need some brave guy to cover me, lest everyone see my boobies." Brave? That's not brave, brave is grabbing a guy's hand and bringing it to your chest. She was brave, and I really wanted to touch those boobs. Or boobies, depending on which of us on this bed you asked. I moved away from her, giving her room on the bed to lay down, and she got onto it, lifting the blanket and sheet enough to slip under, still technically fully clothed, except for her sandals that got left behind. We started kissing, and I mean really kissing. Kissing like I've never done before, and kissing that really, really, really felt good. When I opened my mouth to sort of breathe extra, her tongue slipped in, and if I thought kissing was fun before, DAMN, I had totally not understood the concept. Time must have flown by as the door opened, interrupting us in the middle of an interesting tongue twister, my hand having finally braved pulling down her tube top and exposed feeling up her bare breast. "It must be Nine o'five," I said, bringing a giggle from my bed partner and a stern look from the nurse. "No fucking," she snapped. "This is a hospital, and if you don't think we have rubber hoses here, you got another thing coming." She stomped into the bathroom and came back out, tossing a towel to Terri. "You, missy, had best do something about that," she said, pointing at the huge lump in the bed. "I don't like cleaning it off of walls and I absolutely hate it when I got stiff sheets to change. If you two get lost, push the button, otherwise I'll arrange to have my coffee break at 10 o'five and be back here at around 11." She turned, started for the door, then turned back and snapped, "And Terri, don't you go putting that into your mouth. I already have dibs, and I doubt you're quite ready to handle everything.. Well, at least handle that." Now she was finished, now she left, and now we started laughing yet again. "I stand corrected," I noted. "It is no longer a 'think' it is certainly a 'do adore that woman.'" Terri happily agreed, looked me in the eyes and kissed me. In seconds, we were right back where we were when we were rudely interrupted. Damn, her breast felt soft yet hard, smooth yet crinkly. It was just where you were touching. Between and right below, they were a bit moist from sweat. I couldn't stop myself, my hands just kept roaming, and really liking what it found. She broke the kiss so that she might try, vainly, to catch up with her breath. I took that opportunity to try what I had wanted to do all my life, latch my mouth onto a real live breast. It was awesome, I loved the taste of it, the feeling of it, and judging from Terri's gasping breath, she thought it was pretty nifty too. I moved from one to the other, one of my hands rubbing the unoccupied one while the mouth devoured the other. That was almost as good as kissing. She started moaning and squeaking, and that was even better than her heavy breathing, so it just encouraged me. For a while there, I was almost whipping back and forth, the very tips of her nipples would get nibbles, licks, pinches, flicks, rubs. Her squeaking became near constant and then she was thrashing about, groaning like a mad woman, and I almost pushed the button to call the nurse. I just stopped and watched in fascination. When she finally regained her mind, she held me tight to her, just resting there, holding me. "Wow," I said in a voice full of astonishment and wonder. "Is that what it's like when a girl cums?" She lifted her tired head, looked me in the eyes, and nodded, and then kissed me. Forget before, this was tonsil diving time, and I really liked that. I had, really, up until that moment, been really scared of actual sex. I had gotten even more scared after earlier, when I started spraying all over, thinking that, well, all I would do would be spray and not make her happy. I loved making her happy, and knowing I could make her happy made everything else just seem right. The kissing just seemed to go on forever, my hand finding a comfortable resting place on her tit, a thumb casually playing with the stiff tip, my other hand messing up her hair, her hand messing up mine. We'd break to catch our collective breaths, just staring into each other's eyes and then dive right back into kissing. The next break I couldn't help myself, I had to say something, or else my chest would just burst from the pressure. I said, "I love you." And I blanched, a cold thrill running all over me, sweat pours opened, goose bumps rising everywhere. I think I even held my breath after I said it. "I know," she replied, her head tilting dreamily. And that felt right, and I could breathe again, and I dived in for another kiss, this time, somehow, even more intense than before. On our next stop to pick up some extra oxygen, she said the same to me, and it was like an electric current started flowing through me. I didn't feel like I was a hundred and twenty-five, I felt like I was a muscle man, like Mr. Universe himself, Arnold. And the kiss that followed wasn't like our lips were fighting, like our tongues were wrestling. Odd as it sounds, it seemed like our lips melted together and our tongues were like they were holding hands. And that kiss seemed, really, to last forever. Or at least as long as it took for the door to open and the nurse to breeze in. "Leave off the liplock for a moment, sweetie," she told us. "I need to put something in there for a moment, and it appears that the two of you really need to come up for air anyway." In went the rod of glass to my mouth, and the nurse appraised us. "Aww, you two are like lovesick puppies.." She lifted the blanket before either of us could stop her. "Only second base? And oh my gawd, that thing looks like it's going to pop in a most unnatural way. What's the matter with you, woman, I gave you a towel. Damn, look at his balls, they're tight enough to play the bongos on." She dropped the blanket unceremoniously and snatched the thermometer out of my mouth and nodded, "that's perfectly normal for a super horny guy. Well, carry on," she said as way of goodbye before leaving. We got the giggles. "You know," she said as the grip of humor slipped a bit and she lifted the blanket, "it is your turn again." "Nahh," I said, denying the obvious. "Your turn again, I don't want to be caught in the negatives." She shook her head and sat up on the bed. "No way, 'cause I wanna get out of these damn tight shorts and I REALLY want you to touch me down there, and if I let that happen, I'm going to have to explain stiff sheets, and she already weirds me out enough sometimes as it is." She toothed a lip and added, "Besides, I wanna and there ain't nothing you can do about it so you'd better just lay back and enjoy yourself..." She looked at it a moment, and her hand reached out and touched my cock. Damn, the silly thing literally jumped at her hand, like it had a mind of it's own, and that brought a bright giggle from her. "Though," she noted as her fingers traced the large vein, "you might have to offer some advice on what to do, seeing as you likely have a lot more experience taming that than I do." I hissed out, trying not to trash around on the bed, "You're doin' just..ahh..fine!" My eyes had screwed shut by their own accord, and my body was just about as stiff as my member was. "Just do whatever.. And keep the towel near by, it won't take long." She lifted the towel, brought it towards the head of my cock, got a wicked look in her eye and leaned down and licked my balls. I shot.. A lot. Enough that it splattered off the towel and back onto her head, at least a little bit, but she kept just licking those balls and I just kept thrashing about and the dick just kept throbbing and, oh gawd, it was glorious. She cleaned off what she could of the mess, some of it would definitely be doomed to become a bit flakey in a while, and I kept hopping around every time the rough towel ran over the sensitive head of my cock. When my breathing had returned to something semi normal, I pulled her down in a kiss that lasted a lot longer than I figured it would. And when that kiss was done, I got some rather stiff pokes in my chest. "Look," she said, finger jabbing me, "let's get a couple rules straight here. First of all, no bank shots off the towel. I'm trying to get used to concepts such as a tongue on a pair of balls, I'm not looking for sudden doses of seasoning. I'm, well, just not ready for that yet, the nurse was right. Second of all, that's not a hair conditioner. Stop getting it in my hair!" Wow, that one was a pretty damn strong jab, gotta make sure I remember it. "And third?" I asked her innocently. "Third, when you pull me down for a kiss after you cum, at least have the decency to wait for me to toss aside the towel! That shit gets cold in a hurry and seems to dry just about as fast and now my side is covered in the stuff. Stay here," she commanded. "I'll be back in a moment." And she retreated to the bathroom I still had yet to enter. And I was feeling great, except for those areas of bruising from her jabbing me with her finger, and yet, even those felt just fine. -=-=- When she came back out of the bathroom I knew that no matter what, we'd never have any problems with me running out of steam. I just had my greatest cum of my life, yet I was rock hard again seeing her nude. Gawd she looked good. I just wanted to kiss her from the tip of her nose down to the littlest toe; just give me that, and I'd be a happy, happy, happy guy. I moved over on the bed, making sure that there was obviously plenty of room. She smiled and posed a little, being coy, and I loved it. I actually, for the first time in my life, managed a real, honest to gawd, wolf whistle. "You don't have to overdo it, you know," she said with a blushing grin. "But it is sweet of you to ignore my fat." They absolutely need to change school programs to include a course called: You Don't Have To Be Anorexic. "All I know is that I see the woman I love," I replied. "A woman who will soon have a guy chasing after her unless she gets over here." She took a moment to consider it, then must have decided I just wasn't healthy enough for that yet, because she did indeed move towards the bed. Damn slowly too. And I loved every second of that sweet torture. But.. "You're a red head," I creatively noticed. She giggled and wiggled her hips, saying, "Well, red heads have a reputation for being nasty girls, and well..." A hand went up to her hair, fingers running through it. "I didn't mind being thought of as being, well, stupid or even loose. I figured that the right guy would find out what I was really like before he saw what I was really like." Another swing of those hypnotic hips. She had finally gotten close enough that if I scooted across the bed, I could actually reach out and touch her, and in surprisingly short order, I did just that. The skin around her belly button was just so soft and smooth, my fingers just danced across it, giving her a little giggle, and she took a step closer, giving me just a bit better access. My hand just started roaming, feeling the curves of her hips, touching that red hair, feeling the warmth and coolness of her thighs. I loved everything I touched, and I swung my legs off the bed and sat up for the first time. Or actually, more accurately, I tried to. Terri was having none of that. "You lay back down Mr. Krieger or I'm going back into the bathroom, put on my clothes and sleep in the recliner. No one told you that you could get up.." She toothed her lip again, "well, parts can stay up, but the rest lies down or this ends now. I want you out of here." Who can argue with the one they love? I laid back down, and she moved another half step closer, her knees touching the side of the bed now. "That's better," she announced. My closest hand returned to its roaming and I rolled onto my side so that the other could get into the act. They just kept wandering, touching, feeling. After a few passes on her thighs, they started to separate, and my fingers discovered that she must have been sweating up a storm in those shorts, because about half- way up from the knee, it was totally wet. Wow, wet and slippery. My fingers seemed to find that stuff to be absolutely fascinating. I mean, really, I felt totally detached from my hands, I was just laying there, watching them, like I was watching Thing from the Adam's Family. They were having a blast slipping and sliding, and her legs kept slipping further apart, her knees bending a bit. When I was particularly close to the juncture of her legs, her knees bent even further and I really got my first feel of pussy. Wow. I knew then and there where I wanted to be for a good portion of the scant days left to the year. My fingers explored her outer lips, like they were searching for the headwaters of the Nile or something. Each time they traced the path, Terri would let out a low moan that was like an electric shock to me. Skitter, slide, moan. We got a bit of a tempo going there for a bit, and then all of a sudden, like a flower opening to take in the first rays of sunlight, the outer lips pealed apart, and my fingers came into contact with a little stub of skin, and Terri let out a scream and started shaking and I thought that I was about to die of electrocution. About ten seconds after her outburst, the shaking started to subside, and she seemed to fall, her hands and arms catching her, and her breathing was as if she just ran a mile. "Move.. Ov.. Er.." she panted at me, and I scooted over to leave room on the bed for her. "Oh.. My GAWD!" she exclaimed in a rising pitch. The door popped open and the nurse shoved her hands on her hips. "I COMPLETELY agree," she stated scornfully. "Here I am, breaking nearly every rule in this hospital, and you guys are making all this noise." She frowned a moment, looking at Terri. "Oh, fuck," she muttered, and entered the room, letting the door swing shut behind her. "I told you two no fucking," she muttered as she approached the bed. "Spread 'em, sister. Let's see what the clod did to you." Terri was in no condition to say much of anything coherently, and to be honest, I really was ready to revert to childhood innocence and tell the nurse, "I browke it, fwix it for me?" "Either you weren't quite telling the truth about being a virgin," the nurse observed, turning off her little penlight, "or I'm not quite understanding what just happened." Terri still wasn't really able to speak, so it fell upon me to accept the grilling. "What did you do, and tell me exactly." "Well," I said, ready to be clobbered for my actions, "I had been running my fingers across her, well, you know, and then it sort of spread open and then my fingers hit a mole or something and, well, you heard what happened and she's like this. I didn't do something like what it is like for a guy to be kicked in the balls, did I?" The nurse started laughing and shook her head. "No, no.. Don't they teach you body parts in school?" she asked and I mutely nodded my head. "That was her clit, dummy, and you likely gave her one hell of an orgasm." Terri nodded her head, mutely. Well, if you don't count her gasps. OOOH! I just made her cum again! I had a shit eating grin as the nurse headed for the door. "Stick a pillow over her face next time, Romeo, there are old guys in this ward, and I don't want to have an entire floor of horny guys who'd been listening to some girl cum." She shook her head, "you're not really trying all that hard to be good. I suppose an old gal like me just doesn't hold a candle to a hottie like what you've got in bed. Maybe Josh will take your reward for you." Door closed. Giggles. Hugs, and kisses. I wonder if I could arrange to get run over by a bus on the way out the door, because I'm really getting to love this place. -=-=- And so ends part III, though had I thought about it, I would have dated the parts. Well, perhaps after I go through, re-edit, clean up, re- write, I'll post it by dates. For those who are keeping track, it is the evening of December 27th, just before midnight. My present plan is for the story to end around noon on January 1st. Again, thank you for the comments, and for those who were wondering where there might be a bit of sex, here ya go. Direct any questions, comments, or whatever to rongarret2000-assm@yahoo.com -- 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}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+