Message-ID: <[email protected]> X-Original-To: [email protected] Delivered-To: [email protected] X-Original-Message-ID: <[email protected]> From: John Owens <[email protected]> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 17:08:39 +0000 (GMT) Subject: {ASSM} How it all began Lines: 523 Date: Tue, 17 Nov 2009 18:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <[email protected]> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2009/59623> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <[email protected]> X-Story-Submission: <[email protected]> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman <1st attachment, "How it all began.txt" begin> This is my story. This is an adult story meant for people over the age of 18. It is a fantasy, not reality. Please do not reproduce or repost without permission. Thanks, [email protected] How it all began I hadn't suspected anything at all. Lydia and I were a very happy couple, we enjoyed a lot of sex and told each other our darkest fantasies. When I first got my hands (figuratively anyway) into Lydia's knickers I couldn't help but notice how big her cunt lips were. They were fantastic, they must have hung down 2" and they were constantly wet. She sits next to me on the sofa and just pulls and stretches her lips while we both sip wine. She can easily pull them out to 5". Once our relationship became more …
Part 7 – A Milestone, I got to watch
Sorry this is so long…. For the next two weeks or so we continued fucking two or three times a day. She would come home from work and tell how many times she got fucked during the day. She would be extra horny if she got fucked late in the afternoon right before she came home. Her supervisor and her supervisor’s boss would not worry about making her cum. They only cared that they dumped their load in her. During the two weeks she would ask me if I knew where we were going to go so I could watch her rub a dick. I would ask her if she was going to make him cum. She would just smile and say maybe, but that would me up to the dick. She would always refer to the “dick”, not the guy or the man, just the “dick”. I thought about where we would got for the deed. I did not really want to take her to any club or bar where they knew us. After listening to her stories, I was afraid it might get out of hand and we could never go back. I was also kind of worried no matter where we went if it got out of hand we would get in trouble. But I was going to figure it out. First I thought we could go out of town to another city. Maybe Galveston, Austin, San Antonio, or Dallas. But that made things more complicated and the anticipation would kill me. Driving for four or five hours and then not really knowing where to go once we got there. I kept trying to think of a special place. Looking back on it, I was over thinking it. Then one day on the way home from work and sitting in stop & go traffic on …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 68: Tiger Sex
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-67”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… Life of Pi was all people could talk about a few years ago. Since it was based on a bestselling Canadian novel and had a tiger as one of the main protagonists, I should have been eager to watch it, right? Wrong! For some reason, I never actually felt like taking time out of my life to watch it. But when I found it for a measly $4.88 on Amazon and I needed another few bucks to be eligible for free shipping, I finally broke down and bought it. My roommate was one of the major reasons why I had not watched the movie. The last film she had convinced me to watch was Pulp Fiction. I have nothing against Quentin Tarantino, but I honestly lost some respect for …
Babysitter Gives My Sister and Me A Sex Education
I have a fraternal twin sister, Shelly. As her twin brother we are naturally pretty close. Close age sibling relationships could go either way as always fighting and distant or close friends which is what we were. She’s mild tempered, very nice, not too shy, and above all very curious. She was curious in the way she’d bravely try just about anything without much hesitation. This story takes place when we were young, before puberty. We weren’t totally naive to sex but neither of us had really been exposed to it yet. A few times we did let each other briefly examine each other naked but there is nothing terribly exciting to tell about that. Next door to us was a large filipino family of about 9 children if I accurately recall. One of the oldest was a guy named Raul and he was about 18 or 19 years old. He was a big guy, tall, muscular build, and I remember he seemed so old, adult, and tall to me. He was great with his younger siblings and subsequently really good with us. He was a super cool older guy to me and I looked up to him. Sometimes when we were walking home from school he’d stop and give us a lift home in his car if he was passing by. In the back seat of his car he always had a pile of porn magazines and we would flip through the pictures checking out the naked women, men, and in some cases a graphic sexual act. Raul was a horny sexually liberal teenager and he didn’t hide it. He also told stories about his girlfriends which I always listened to with bated interest. My …
Life of Getting Freaky
If you have read any of my other stories you know that I love wild adventures when I crossdress. I'm getting horny right now and figured I would add to them by starting this series of short stories for your enjoyment and mine. Please let me know what you think and friend me if you wish. Well living in Las Vegas during the 80's and 90's might have added to my wild side and even though I had been married just a few years I still could not feel my need for crossdressing without her knowing. On this day I was so in need to just dress up and play around with my hidden stash of toys and magazines not planning on what ended up taking place. It was my day off and after having great sex with my wife before she left for work I could not wait to be alone for a few hours of dress up and role play. In just minutes after she drove off to work I was in the shower to freshen up and was soon in the garage with my boxes of clothes and toys dressing up. I wanted to get dressed up in some lingerie and cover up so that I could run down to a nearby adult xxx book store to buy a new magazine or two to spend the day with. After picking out a couple hot mags and while I was at the A.B.S. I went into the back area of the store to watch a couple video clips and check the glory hole situation. I noticed a few guys hanging around which was a good sign and went into one of the booths that I knew had a glory hole from past trips to this store. Once inside I loaded a few coins and began to surf the channels …
Writing with Young Eager Help- Part 1
The rest of her family had left their condo at the resort so Meghan placed the flash drive she had found in her uncle's shirt pocket into the laptop. She saw a Word file called "Vacation Time with My Horny Niece" as a menu item and she curiously clicked on it. A file immediately loaded and examining the paragraphs . . . it looked like her Uncle Dave had cut and pasted chunks from different Adult porn stories and pasted them on the page. She inquisitively read the following: I sucked in my breath at seeing this school girl bare-chested for me to molest. Although she didn't have any breasts to speak of yet, in fact barely golf ball sized buds; the little beauties were large and puffy, forming little mounds on her otherwise flat chest. Dark pink areolas, erect hard nipples in the center sticking out a good quarter inch. Her nipples were obviously responding to her early hormones. I moved my hand onto her chest, spread my fingers and rubbed each of them across one of those delightful nipples, having them pop between my fingers. The next one read: Ever since Susie had watched her mother suck her dad's cock, she'd wanted to try it. She knew he was aware of her budding sexuality. She'd caught him sneaking looks down her blouse and had caught him looking at her ass more than once. To confirm her suspicions, she'd put on an oxford shirt without her bra and unbuttoned the top few buttons before going into her Daddy's den to have him help her with her homework. She laid the book in …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 61: The Sapphic Wedding (Part 4)
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-60”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… The wedding day had finally arrived. No one had told Lexxi about her fiancée’s drunken incident and the couple was getting ready for the happiest day of their lives. I was sitting in the second row, waiting for the brides to arrive. We had been waiting for quite some time and I was starting to get worried. Had something happened? Had someone told Lexxi what had happened at Nikki’s bachelorette party? Had she called off the wedding? But all of my fears vanished the second the bridal chorus started playing. As I turned to glance at the back of the church, I realized something. It was my first time attending a lesbian wedding and I had no idea what to expect. …
The Island, Chapter 20
Chapter 20 After reuniting with the group at the lake, we all trooped back to camp, tired and happy. Janie’s fun with Christopher had left her horny and unfulfilled, so I spent my last remaining energy fucking her before bed, entertaining her with stories of my latest sexual encounters with Alyssa and Alison. I suggested she might need to have a talk with Madison; the girl was a little precocious for her own good. She surprised me by admitting nothing had come of the hunting trip with the field hockey team. They had neither caught a pig nor had any sort of “celebration” of the kind Janie had been looking for. “Are you sure they like women?” she asked plaintively, bouncing on my dick with gusto. “No question,” I assured her. “They must have not been in the mood after an unsuccessful hunt. Try again tomorrow and things may be different.” We climaxed together in delicious union, then fell asleep happily in each other’s arms. The following morning dawned cloudy and windy. It looked like rain was on its way. After breakfast and a morning swim, I directed some of the early risers to help secure and cover our supplies so that it wouldn’t get wet. The shower turned out to be fairly minimal, and it was almost enjoyable. The kids, and a few of the adults, capered around in the downpour while it lasted. Soon, however, the squall passed and the sun shone down stronger than ever. Janie and the hunters again set off to try their luck at getting another pig. I hoped for her sake she also …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 66: Fool Me, Fuck Me
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-65”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… My roommate loves animals. Unfortunately, our landlord absolutely forbids the presence of any and all non-human creatures. Fortunately, my roommate is not afraid to break the rules. After all, she already owns a parrot and even used to have a rat. “I’m getting a dog!” she announced one morning. I had just gotten up and I was still groggy. It took a few seconds, but my brain eventually deciphered her words. When it did, I froze mid-step and my jaw dropped open. “What?” I asked after a few seconds of shocked silence. “I’m getting a dog!” she repeated with an amused smile. Obviously, she enjoyed the shocked reaction her announcement had forced upon my face. In …
The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 77: Topless Sunbathing
Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-76”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… My friends and I had rented a cottage for the weekend. In the hours following our arrival, I had fantasized about two of my friends. First, I had pictured myself having sex on the beach, then I had imagined myself being fingered to climax in the lake. But no matter how hot my friends were, that was the end of my fantasy-filled day. Luckily, I still had a full day left to relax and fantasize. A wide yawn parted my lips as I awoke. My internal clock is set to wake me up at a precise time each morning and it is extremely rare that I sleep in, even on days off. Luckily for my tired body, that day was one of the rare exceptions. “Wow!” I gasped as I glanced at …