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From: Jim Duncan <driftingreaver@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} {Drifter} Tom and Lelia (2/3) (MF)    
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Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2006 01:10:02 -0400
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All rights reserved.  Do not reproduce in any form without permission of
the author.

   Please send any comments to driftingreaver on yahoo!  via email.

   Author's note 7/22/2006 ------- I have been inspired by "Pete" A Young
Man's Story.  I am starting a long-term story (MF vamp mc) and I am looking
for someone to help with editing and exploring literary styles.  Preferably
female.  Sorry guys but I take direction better from a woman.  Please mail
me (driftingreaver on yahoo!) qualifications, perhaps a sample of editting
from one or all of these chapters, and a photo.  heh -------

   Tom & Lelia (2/3)

   Chapter 2: Rainstorm

   ------------------------------

   It had been long drive but they were finally arriving in San Francisco.
Even though the sun had long ago set, Tom just had to drive over the Golden
Gate Bridge before finding a hotel.  Driving a convertible Mustang up the
California coast wouldn't be complete without crossing that bridge.  With
the top down she had trouble keeping her long, curly, dark hair out of her
face.  Turning around to get a scrunchy from her suitcase she caught the
sideways glance he is giving her heavy breasts hanging near his face.

   "Just keep us on the road please," she says as she flops back into her
seat.

   Purposefully to tease hi she thrusts her chest out as she tilts her head
back to gather her hair before putting it into a ponytail.  Her half
t-shirt inches even higher uncovering the bottom curve of her breasts.

   Snapping his eyes forward he tells her, "Stop putting on a show then."

   Just after crossing the bridge, rain starts to fall.  He pulls off into
a secluded part of a park overlooking the bay as well as the city and
starts to put the top up as Lelia gets out of the car to play in the rain.
Sitting on the hood watching her after getting the top secured, he shakes
his head.  He admires how her breasts look in that white half t-shirt wet
from the warm rain especially as she prances around in front of the
headlights.

   Noting the laughter she stops and stands in front of him looking stern
as possible with her dark nipples poking through her wet t-shirt.  She
pushes him back against the hood and turns her back to him with her hips
swaying the music still blaring inside the car, techno, TKK, "Sex On
Wheelz".  First pulling out the scrunchy from her hair.  Running her hands
through the curly locks then reaching down to the hem of her half t-shirt.
Slowly pulling it up over her head all the while her chest counter pointing
her hips in time to the music.  Tom sits up, transfixed on how her hair and
naked back moves, serpentining back and forth.  Drawing her hands up from
her waist along the way cupping her own breasts then up along her neck. 
Bunching her mid-back length hair into a pile on top of her head she
exposes her entire back to him.  Her right hand moves down to her lips as
she turns her head towards him.  Staring into his eyes she sucks on two of
her own fingers.  With her body still moving to the beat she turns towards
him and drops her fingers down her neck.  As she throws her face up to
catch the rain they linger at her nipples, twisting and pulling. 
Continuing down to the snaps on her khaki shorts she turns her back to him
again.  While gripping two of the belt loops she bends at the waist,
bringing them down to her ankles, leaving her only in her white thong
panties.  Stepping backwards out of her shorts she turns to face him once
again, her arms crossed, covering her breasts in mock coyness.

   Hips swaying once again she moves towards him and just staying out of
arms reach.  Her eyes close as her hands roam across her own body.  Tracing
down her dark skinned stomach and then across her hips.  Still rocking
slightly to the music her fingers caress her thighs up to her knees. 
Slowly moving up her inner thighs nearly touching herself only to speed
quickly up to her nipples.  A coy look crosses her face once again when her
fingertips grazed her pussy lips.  Standing once more she moves in close to
him.  Her hands glide across his body, removing his dark blue polo shirt.
Slipping across his chest and up his neck.  When her cold breasts press
against his warm chest he can feel it even through his shirt.  Their lips
brushing lightly until she cups his face drawing them into a passionate
kiss.

   While still writhing to the song she pushes him back onto the rain slick
hood.  Undoing his shorts and pulling them off with his boxers she lowers
her mouth down onto his hardness.  Swiftly engulfing the entire length only
to move back from him with one hand on his chest to hold him down.  The
other hand slides down her taut stomach under her panties.  One finger
slides down through her closely trimmed pussy and along her slit.  Held
down by the increased weight Lelia almost crumples on top of him as her
knees buckle.  As a finger dips deeply inside herself she bites onto her
lower lip to keep from straddling him immediately.  All too quickly her
finger is soaked.  Sliding that finger up along his shaft then up to his
lips.  Sucking her finger into his mouth savoring her sweetness during
which she again engulfs his cock.  She mimics precisely his actions on her
finger with her mouth.  Sliding over the head with her tongue circling
above the rim of his cock.  Her lips clamped tight as they slide over that
rim.  She smiles to herself as she hears the groan that she induced.

   Knowing how close she has gotten him she backs away.  Just as she did
with her shorts she turns around and drops her cotton thong to the ground
in one fluid motion with her legs together and bent at the waist.  She can
feel him stare at her shapely ass and long legs as she moves her slides the
panties down.  Snapping back upright she turns back to face him.  Her hair
fans through the air landing on her back with an actual slap.  From there
she saunters back to him staring seductively back at him through the hair
that has fallen around her eyes.  When she reaches the car she straddles
his chest on the hood, pulling him up off his feet and higher on the hood
while kissing him deeply.  Her kiss pulling his lower lip into her mouth
and her eyes locked with his.

   Her hips press down against his, his cock pressing against her soaked
lips.  The head moves first against her clit then against her lips when she
grinds her body against his.  As the head spreads her lips wide apart she
can't take any more and fills herself with his shaft.  The suddenness still
surprises her.  Arching back from the sensation she sit upright on him and
throws her hair back away from her face once more.  Rain begins to fall on
the tops of her breasts and drips off her nipples.  Falling into his open
mouth as he sits up to suck one of her dark, hard nipples.

   Pushing him down with two fingers she says, "Stay."

   She starts riding him in time with the music, fast and hard.  His hands
help hold her up and massage her breasts as she starts to come.  Her
thrusts becoming erratic, her breathing shallows.  Feeling the warmth of
his cock, the coolness of the rain on her skin, the low bass of the music,
and the thrill of having an entire city watching her fuck her man.  All
this adding to that knot deep inside her finally letting go and washing
over her like an electric shock.

   Looking down into his smiling face she begins her thrusting anew,
wanting him to come as hard as she just did.  He doesn't take long after
feeling her pussy still gripping him from when she came.  Soon he starts
gasping as he grabs her hips and holds her onto his cock as he comes deep
inside her.  Her chest cold against his, the warm hood on his back, her
pussy still convulsing around his cock, and her mouth on his as his orgasm
slowly subsides.  They kiss tenderly, his hands snaking up and down her
spine slowly sending shivers from her scalp to her center.



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