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From: Shon Richards <shonrichards@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "Big Gun Sue" (Fsolo, Guns)
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Date: Sun, 10 May 2009 13:10:06 -0400
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This erotic story was written by me, Shon Richards.  Please do
not reprint on your website, blog, love letters to your lover etc
without asking me first.  I have yet to refuse a reprint but
let's just be polite about it, okay?

You can write to me at shonrichards at yahoo.com.  I will be
delighted to hear your comments.

Find out what I am up to at http://erotiterrorist.blogspot.com/
as well as read my more current work. 


"Big Gun Sue"
By Shon Richards

The chopper was noisy as fuck but what really bothered Sue were
the other mercenaries.  She had never met a mother fucker who
could not shut up right before a fight.  

"My rifle is lubed up and ready to fuck some drug dealer up the
ass!" shouted Madman Conner.

"Your little dick pistol couldn't fuck a handjob," shouted Dahmer
Bob.  "Unlike my mean machine here which is going to skull fuck
every Cartel bustard we run across."  

"What about you Sue?" MadMan asked.  The asshole was dumb enough
to put his hand on her knee.  "What kind of rape are you going to
give those cocaine snorting child fuckers?"

Sue swung her custom made rifle up and planted the muzzle right
between Madman's open thighs.  The targeting laser read the heat
beneath his pants and transmitted the image of his cock to her
sunglasses.  Her finger itched, ready to unleash 30 rounds of
armor piercing castration into his crotch.

For once, the other ten hired gunmen were silent.  Sue took a
moment to adjust her cowboy hat and enjoyed the quiet for as long
as she could.

"The name is Big Gun Sue," she said.  

"Gun?" B.A. Frank said.  "That thing is a damn cannon.  How does
a girl like you lift that fucking thing?"

Madman Conner looked at Frank with a betrayed look on his face. 
"Come on man, don't give Sue a hard time when she's got her gun
on my dick!"

Big Gun Sue smiled and put the rifle back in her lap.  "Lots of
practice shooting cocksuckers like you," she told Frank.  Trash
talking her fellow mercenaries was just foreplay.  Sue was ready
to get to the fucking already.

Frank didn't have a chance to answer as their headsets came to
life.  They were nearing their destination and Darkmountain
Industries always insisted on a final mission briefing.  After
getting fat on American contracts in Iraq, Darkmountain was
looking to expand into other armed massacres across the world. 
Today they were testing the South American markets by hiring out
to wipe out a cocaine warehouse.  The job was a simple case of
kill and obliterate but Darkmountain was treating this mission as
a showcase.  They didn't want success; they wanted a spectacular
display of their killing power.  This was their Super Bowl ad for
the year.

Big Gun Sue didn't care.  She reached between her legs and made
sure her vibrator was in place.  A quick feel on her tits
confirmed that the twin mini vibes were on place on her nipples.
She took her hat off and wound her long blonde hair into a
ponytail before putting her hat back on.  The HUD inside her
sunglasses went into night vision mode.

Big Gun Sue was ready to fuck.

She got her first kill twenty minutes after touching down.  She
sighted a guard on patrol duty outside the compound.  Well, she
didn't know if he was on patrol or what the fuck he was doing but
he had a gun and that was good enough for Sue.  

Her gun was already in silencer mode.  She took aim, and targeted
the armed man's head.  A trigger squeeze later and he dropped
like straight down like a ragdoll.

Sue had a moment of pity for the man.  He never saw her coming or
had any idea he was going to die tonight.  Did he have a wife? 
Did he have kids?  Any great regrets that he should have taken
care of before tonight?  

The vibrator in her cunt came to life.  Five sweet seconds of
vibrations filled her sex.  She forgot about the cocksucker's
life story and enjoyed the moment.  The buzzing went away and Big
Gun Sue sighed.  Now she was really horny.

The warehouse itself did not disappoint.  Big Gun Sue sniped too
more guards while B.A. Frank and Dahmer Bob cut an opening in the
fence.  The reward vibrations in her panties kept her tense as
they crept through the cut fence.  Her night vision glasses
revealed that the place was crawling with hostiles.  Apparently
running a cocaine storage facility in the jungle required a lot
of manpower.  

Big Gun Sue shivered at the thought of the firefight ahead.    

The Darkmountain team swept in with the same methodical skill
they used to suppress insurgent villages in Iraq.  Which means
someone fucked up of course and got a little noisy with their
kill.  It wasn't long before the entire complex was armed and
shooting blindly into the jungle night.

That suited Sue just fine.  Breasts heaving with excitement, she
found some cover and took her position.  The night vision glasses
calculated her targets and feed information into her Heads Up
Display.  She slammed a fresh clip into her gun and went to
work.

This was the fun part.

Sweep, sweep, find target, fire shot to spook target, fire second
shot to target's chest once she determined his path and then
enjoy the delicious vibrations in her cunt.

Sweep for next target, hold breathe, aim, fire and soak in the
faster vibrations now warming up her pussy.

Sweep across to a group of targets, switch to controlled auto,
aim waist high, send a hundred custom made rounds screaming
across the jungle, watch the targets drop and then smile as the
nipple vibrators come to live as multiple confirmed kills send
her reward system into overdrive.

The multiple kill was the first orgasm of the night but Big Gun
Sue went on the move.  It wasn't smart to stay in one position
for too long no matter how hard her nipples were.  Her knees were
a little shaky from the orgasm but it was worth it.  She took
cover underneath a truck and went back to work.  

A steady string of kills kept the vibrator buzzing.  Once in
awhile she would catch something that would make her pause.  A
target would cry out like a wounded animal before Sue could
finish him off.  One target looked awfully young before Sue
turned his face into red mist.  These incidents might come back
to her later in her sleep but for now, the constant buzz of the
vibrator kept her going.     

Some jackasses tried to set up an old fashioned machine gun nest
with some giant weapon that Sue had only seen in history books. 
Sue switched to her two-shot grenade launcher and calculated the
arc.  The grenade flew through the air like a guided missile. 
Not only did she blow up the jackasses, but the twisted wreckage
of the gun few a good ten feet in the air.

Big Gun Sue's eyes rolled as her second orgasm hit her.  Blowing
up heavy weaponry was one of the few conditions that would send
her vibrator into the maximum intensity.  The vibrator clamps on
her nipples matched the intensity as her orgasm quaked through
her body.  

She put her afterglow aside as she watched B.A. Frank running for
his life.  The father humper was bleeding from his shoulder and
he was missing his rifle.  Tracer fire dance around his feet as
his pursuers tried to bring him down.

Sue didn't hesitate.  She followed the tracer fire back to its
source and took down Frank's chasers with three perfectly aimed
shots.  It wasn't affection that caused her to save Frank's life;
it was the oscillating vibration program that her vibrator was
set up for conditions where she saved a teammate.  Ever since she
instituted that reward, her Darkmountain Employee Performance
Review had risen by 10 percentage points.   

"Mission accomplished, begin fallback."  Sue sighed as the order
came in.  It had been a good night but she wanted more.  She was
so close to coming again, she knew it.    

Big Gun Sue took cover duties as the team pulled out.  If any of
the targets mistake the retreat for weakness and tried to follow,
Sue was going to teach them the error of their assumption.  Her
finger caressed the trigger button as if was her clitoris. 

The targets didn't pursue.  That happened sometimes.  It meant
they were so fucked up that they were glad the shooting had
stopped.  In fact, Sue saw that most of the targets were running
away from the area.  They were so busy fleeing the scene; they
hadn't noticed their enemies were leaving.  

Sue's scope zeroed in on a fleeing target.  The poor bastard was
limping hard from a nasty wound to his leg.  He might live the
night if he was lucky.  If he did live, odds are he would so
traumatized by the ass fucking he just got from Darkmountain
Industries that he would quit being a mercenary and go to a life
of farming or fishing or whatever the fuck these people do.  Sue
had seen it happen a hundred times.  This was guy wasn't a threat
to anyone.

But he was still carrying his gun, which meant he was an eligible
target for her vibrator.  

Big Gun Sue pulled the trigger.  

Big Gun Sue came again.

The end.

If you enjoyed this story please drop me a line at shonrichards
at yahoo.com.
Or visit my blog at http://erotiterrorist.blogspot.com/



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