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Subject: {ASSM} My life part 42 - Lana (MF, cons)
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Subject: My life part 42 - Lana (MF, cons)
From: Anderlon <annie3141@yahoo.com>

Although it's part number is 42, this is actually first of the stories 
of my life, and what happened to me in the various times of it. Every 
single last bit is real.

It's number is 42 because this is neither the start, nor the end of
my life... so starting somewhere near the middle might be appropriate.

Read up, and I promise to write things as more of them happen >:)

I'd be pleased if any comments were sent to <annie3141@yahoo.com>

Thanks!

		yours truly,
			Anderlon


-- DISCLAIMER --

This story is a work of Satan. He has taken over your body, and forced 
you to download it. Now be a good Christian, and throw this sinful 
machine into the nearest river to prevent more evil from entering your 
life.

Also, don't read this if you your local laws forbid this kind of 
literature, or if you feel you are too young for it. ;)

-- STORY STARTS HERE --

I've been interviewed for a million times, and it looked to me as if I 
was never going to find a new job. I still had a lot of savings, and 
living off of them is not a problem. But I hate being jobless, and the 
days seem more than long. It's being idle that I detest, and just 
talking about jobs fills me with some sense of accomplishment.

As I walked into the building I knew that this is the place where I 
wanted to work. It was not just the pay. The job posting boasted the 
company's own huge gym, a sauna, and a bar with all the free drinks you 
can drink.

"We'll call you", was all I was told after an interview that, I though 
went rather well.

As it turned out, it did go well. I was accepted for the job. Later in 
the week, I was photographed for my company ID card and had a short 
afternoon orientation session.

It was just during that day that I met Lana.

She worked in another section of the company that turned out to be way 
bigger than I first imagined. Figures, not any company can throw around 
so many luxuries at it's programmers.

She was a Java programmer, working in an international part of the 
company that produced software for Formula 1 races. I didn't learn a lot 
of them as they required a signed NDA, and I really wasn't all that 
interested in it anyway. It was their star programmer that caught my 
attention.

Just a bit shorter than me, she was rather tall for a woman. She had 
middle sized breasts, and a perfect round ass that always catches my 
attention. Her hair was short, another favorite of mine, dyed dark red 
and she had deep brows eyes. The combination of her good looks, and her 
intelligence made her, in my eyes, a goddess.

We spoke often in the public bar, and walked a short distance to the 
subway station after work together. Yet, I've never felt close to her. 
It was a professional relationship, filled with necessary business 
courtship that are oh-so-good at killing the real personal touch.

I've wanted to do more with her, but she was a lot older. She already 
finished college, worked full time in the computer business while I was 
still in my junior year studying computer science. It did not really 
look like I had any chances with her.

So, that day... I can't tell what came over me. I guess it was some of 
that "now or never" philosophy that gets me into trouble so often.

I just finished a short break that I spend lifting weights, and walked 
into shower room. She was there, fresh out of a shower, with a towel 
wrapped around her body, and another small one that she was drying her 
hair with.

As she lifter her eyes to mine, I could see some sort of surprise, and a 
challenge in them. "Here I am, I dare you to do something", her eyes 
said to me. And my crazy, crazy mind took the subconscious challenge.

I stepped up to her, in my sweaty shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed her 
waist, and pulled her closer. She did not even pretend to resist, and 
pulled herself to me, kissed me tenderly on the lips.

Then, as she tried pushing my shorts down the kiss became more 
ferocious, our tongues fighting in our mouths, touching and mingling, 
playing games. She let her towel drop to the floor and stepped back into 
the shower. As she did, she put a finger across her lips, and then 
pointed over to the door of the shower room.

She wanted me to quietly lock us in here. My heart missed a beat, 
knowing that I might finally get what I've wanted all this time.

I did lock the door, and as I turned around saw her turning on the 
shower. I quickly stripped my t-shirt, and underwear, socks, shoes, 
everything as I rushed towards that shower.

When I got inside, she pulled the curtain, effectively closing us off 
from the world, and we embraced. Our lips met once again, and all 
without a single word being uttered by either of us. Her hands slipped 
around my neck and mine went down to her buttocks, grabbing them, 
massaging them slowly.

She was obviously enjoying this, as she started moaning through the 
kiss, and pushed her body onto mine, wishing more and more contact. She 
kept letting out small sounds from the back of her throat, as my hands 
went all over her body, passed gently through her soft wet hair.

My own satisfaction at this kiss could easily be seen in the size of my 
erection that was as big as I've ever seen it. The idea of having sex 
at work was a new one for me, and violating this taboo with Lana was a 
further turn-on for me.

Not knowing exactly how far she wanted to go, and not wanting to insult 
her by doing something rash, I slowly moved my hand between us, and up 
her legs. She bucked her hips once and then bent her knees in a futile 
attempt to get my hand closer to her pussy. Since now I knew that she 
wanted me to give it to her, I wasn't about to miss this opportunity.

My fingers raced up her legs, and into her bush. It was natural, 
untrimmed, but nice and tidy none the less. The feeling of her soft wet 
hairs on my fingers was fantastic, and I started petting her pussy. She 
met this by breaking our kiss, and biting my neck in a not too gentle 
manner.

At this point, I did not even care. The world has shrunk to the size of 
one small shower, to our bodies held close, to the feeling of my skin, 
her skin, and my fingers working their way slowly into her pussy.

"Finally!", I thought as her hand dropped to my dick. She was a bit shy, 
and I put my hand over hers, and started moving it up and down the 
length of my penis. I leaned back and looked at her.

Her eyes had a dreamy far away look in them, that I did not expect to 
see till much later. She was staring at her hand as it moved over my 
swollen dick, and she was biting her lower lip. I could almost see the 
thoughts she was having.

Will she succumb to her dirty desires? Will she take my dick in her 
mouth and suck on it? I was sure as hell hoping she would, but did not 
want to spoil anything by asking her. Let her take her time, I thought 
as she dropped to her knees.

The shower was proving to be a bit to small to be perfectly cozy, but 
she went down, and wrapped her lips around my cock anyway. It was such a 
perfect sight that I was wondering what she will do when I ejaculate.

She was bobbing her head, licking around my shaft in a quite 
inexperienced way and I started wondering what the hell did I miss here. 
She did not look like a virgin to me, and I thought it was quite 
impossible she never gave head to anyone. But, wanting to be a 
gentleman, I pushed her hair off her face and told her to go slower. 
There's time for everything, I reasoned, just take your time and enjoy 
what you are doing.

It was getting difficult to think about cumming while lecturing her on 
the basics of a good blow job, and I felt that I still had some time to 
go before the imminent explosion in my groin.

Suddenly, I could feel the air on my dick again, and she was standing up 
with an almost pleading look in her eyes.

"I know you don't have any condoms here, but I'm on the pill, and I'm 
perfectly healthy. Would you fuck me, please?"

Who was I to deny her pleasure. In retrospect, I realize that the act 
had absolutely nothing to do with good will and nice behavior. I was 
horny, and more than willing to sink my hot meat up her twat.

She turned around and leaned on the showers wall, giving me a nice view
of asshole, and beneath it, the puffy lips of her cunt.

"Here goes", I thought as I pushed the head of my dick into her, and she 
took a big breath. I took it immediately out, and put it back in, 
fucking her with just the tip of my penis for a few moments.

"Put it in all the way, please, don't tease me!" She was almost begging, 
and on the next stroke, I didn't stop with just the head in, but kept 
pushing, while my dick cleared the way ahead. I was spreading her pussy, 
and she was enjoying the sensations, while her body shook in miniature 
version of the convulsions that I knew where yet to come.

As I bottomed out, she put a hand back, around me, and held my ass. 
"Just hold still for a moment", she explained, and I was more than 
willing to obey her wishes. I was close to cumming, and I didn't want 
that to happen yet.

I leaned forward, passing my weight onto her, and she found herself 
squeezed between my dick, and a cold and pretty much immobile wall. She 
was as aware as I was that there was no way out and that she'll get it 
good this time. So after a few moments that I judged were enough for her 
to relax, I started quickly pulling my penis out, and pushing it back in 
to the bottom. She grabbed the wall and I could hear her quickly sucking 
in breath through her teeth.

This reaction satisfied me, but I was aiming for a bit more. Without 
mercy, I took to pounding her cunt with my full weight, ramming myself 
into her without thinking about how she felt. From the unarticulated 
sounds coming from her throat I could conclude that she felt quite fine, 
but it was still not what I had hoped.

I put my hand around her, and between her legs. I could feel my dick 
sliding between her lips, and into her pussy. The whole region of her 
body was hot and slippery from her juices.

My finger found her clitoris, and I pressed down on it with several 
fingers, going more for covered area, than for pressure. I did not want 
to hurt her. She liked this as she started bucking away from the wall, 
randomly pushing her cunt either onto my dick, or my fingers. My fingers 
started moving faster, squeezing her clitoris in short, rhythmical 
strokes that she enjoyed.

Just at that moment I started feeling my almost forgotten orgasm waking 
up in my groin again. I could almost hear the seconds ticking away 
before my sperm started filling her cunt.

But I thought I felt that it was now inevitable that I fill her womb up 
with my seed, I kept up the pounding of her pussy with my dick. I only 
wanted to make this for her as good as I could. My fingers were covered 
with her juices and were sliding around her clit in a wild, almost 
uncontrolled manner. She was moaning as loud as she could, without caring 
if anyone heard us. Not that it mattered, anyway.

In a few seconds her cunt started spasming, just a tiny bit, and I could 
hear her push the words "I'm gonna cum soon" through her teeth. Taking 
this as a sign to speed up, I went for it, penetrating into her cunt as 
deep as I could, resting my whole weight on her, as my fingers played 
over her clit teasing her into the best orgasm I could offer her. 

She started shivering and shaking, her body totally out of control, and 
the only thing coming from her lips were the words "now you", repeated 
over and over again. Not wishing to dissapoint her, I kept my rhythmic 
squeezing of her clit and pounded her cunt. The water from the shower 
was falling all over me, and her hot cunt squeezed my dick with it's 
orgasmic spasms.

The moment came, and I pushed into her cunt for the final time, sending
my seed into her womb. Just as my orgasm hit me, I grabbed her clit and
squeezed it as hard as I could. I could feel her starting to shake 
again, as her second orgasm in only a few moments took hold of her body.

My knees shook violently, and I leaned on the wall, capturing Lana with 
a spasming dick deep in her cunt. I kept a slow in and out motion with 
my cock for a few more minutes, while our breathing slowed down, and our 
hearts calmed down.

I removed my penis, and it was covered with a generous helping of my 
sperm, that quickly got washed away in the shower.

Lana turned around, and hugged me, her body still slightly shivering. 
She was so beautiful here, in my arms, so helpless and loving.

"That was great.", she concluded, "You are a pretty good fuck for 
someone not out of college yet!"

I had to laugh at that one, and as if she only waited for me to part my 
lips, she stood on her toes and kissed me full on the lips.

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