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Under the Boardwalk - Part 1 (f/f, cons; m/f, nonc
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
The following is the first chapter of a collaborative effort.
Actually, I wrote this a few months ago at the request of an a.s.s.
reader, but an e-pal suggested we add to it. We will continue to
add to this story if it is received reasonably well.
WARNING: Those of you who are familiar with my other work may not
like this tale. It contains extremely coarse language, including
ethnic slurs and excessive violence -- this is more true of chapter
2 than 1. You have been warned.
UNDER THE BOARDWALK -- Part 1
Copyright 1994 by Christine Faltz
([email protected]) and Marc Emery
([email protected]. Permission
granted to reproduce electronically.
Shannon lay on the thick blanket, her legs spread to the hot kiss
of the sun. She breathed the scent of the ocean -- the clean,
sharp, salt smell that reminded her of her own scent, and that of
her roommate, Li Kim. Shannon glanced at her watch, annoyed.
Where the hell was Li Kim?
Shannon stretched and rose, deciding she was too horny to hang
around and wait. As she walked toward the boardwalk, the wind blew
her cascade of reddish-gold hair against her, tickling her back and
neck. She watched the people passing her: a fat guy with his butt
practically falling out of his trunks; a girl, no older than
thirteen, with little more than a dishrag covering her body; a
middle-aged woman breast-feeding a baby, her nipples red and hard.
Shannon thought about Li Kim's lips enveloping her breasts; she
remembered last night, when Li Kim had finally experienced her
first orgasm. Shannon had been so proud of her. She had promised
Li Kim much more of the same.
Shannon bought a Snapple and some fries and strolled further down
the beach, where there were no lifeguards or screaming children.
She rolled up her thick blanket and straddled it, enjoying the
pressure of it on her aching clit. WHERE THE HELL WAS LI KIM?
As if on cue, Li Kim's smooth, sing-song Korean accent called
shyly: "Shannon, I am here!" Shannon turned a look of cold
annoyance on Li Kim. "Where have you been? You're forty-five
minutes late, you little bitch!"
Li Kim's eyes dropped to the sand between her feet. "Sorry,
Shannon," she murmured.
"Sorry, *who*?" Shannon said, rising and stalking towards the
now-trembling young woman.
"I'm sorry, mistress," she answered, eyes still downcast. Shannon
lifted the woman right off the ground and carried her quickly down
the beach. As she walked, she grabbed a handful of Li Kim's hair
in her fist and yanked her head back. She bit Li Kim's cheek, not
hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to hurt.
"Please, mistress," Li Kim said, "I only was late because I have a
surprise for you."
"Wrong, you little pussy! I have a surprise for you." They were
in the cool darkness of the boardwalk now. Shannon glanced about
to make sure no one had seen them. She dropped Li Kim
unceremoniously on the sand. She spread out the blanket and
removed her knapsack from her back.
"Please let me explain," said Li Kim, her lips puckering slightly.
She was not looking at Shannon.
"Nothing to explain, dear. You were late, I'm horny, and before
you are allowed to receive the glories of another orgasm, you are
going to pay for your tardiness." Shannon slipped easily out of her
thong, and walked over to Li Kim. "Kneel," she commanded, and Li
Kim obeyed immediately. Shannon reached down and practically tore
Li Kim's sundress off over her head. Li Kim was wearing nothing
else but sandals, which Shannon ordered Li Kim to remove. Shannon
placed clamps on Li Kim's perfectly round, perky breasts. Shannon
enjoyed the feel of Li Kim's rapidly beating heart. She made the
clamps tight.
"Mistress," Li Kim whispered. "they're a little -- a little too
tight."
"As you are a little too late," said Shannon. She handcuffed Li
Kim, and once the other was bound, Shannon softened. "Baby, I
don't want to make it tough for you," she said. "You're the best
sex servant I've ever had. But you must obey me. You agreed to
that when we moved in together."
"Yes, mistress," Li Kim said. Shannon pushed Li Kim gently down
onto her back. She squatted over Li Kim. "You know what to do,
darling," she whispered. Li Kim calmed a bit. She took Shannon's
clitoris into her mouth, massaging it with her tongue. Li Kim felt
her body warming all over. She still did not know what it felt
like to be licked and kissed in this way. Shannon had told her
that when she'd been a perfect slave for a week, she would then
know what it was like, and Shannon had promised to do it to her all
afternoon. "But only when you've shown you are deserving," she
would always tease. Shannon was easily aroused. She loved Li Kim
so very much, much more than she'd ever loved anyone. Shannon's
legs were trembling and her fingertips were tingling. She rolled
onto her back, pulling Li Kim with her, pushing Li Kim into her.
Shannon reached down and spread her labia wide.
"Fuck me, Li," she said quietly. "Make your tongue into a dildo:
make it hard and thrust it inside me." Li Kim buried her tongue
into Shannon's honey pot, enjoying every taste. If Shannon only
knew how much she loved being a slave. She loved the feel of
Shannon's body when it responded to her. She loved her taste, her
scent, the way her nails raked across Li Kim's body when she was
close to orgasm. She loved the soft noises Shannon made, and the
way Shannon rewarded her. Li Kim buried her face against Shannon,
breathing her in, licking, kissing and tasting her. Li Kim felt
intoxicated by Shannon. She felt the slap on her butt, heard it,
absorbed it. Another. The red heat swept across her ass, building
into a crescendo of pain/pleasure. Shannon slipped one finger into
Li Kim's ass and two into her vagina. As she moved back and forth,
Shannon alternately whacked Li Kim and fingered her.
Suddenly, Shannon gasped. Li Kim, thinking Shannon was about to
come, continued. But she felt an unfamiliar gruff hand on the nape
of her neck. The hand yanked her roughly from between Shannon's
legs. "And what is going on here?" Shannon recognized him as one
of the lifeguards. He was beautifully sun-tanned, about six two.
A little skinny, but not bad, Shannon mused.
"We had something here, until you showed up," Shannon stated. "No
one invited you. Get lost."
"No way," he said. "I've always wanted to make it with two babes
at once, and you two seem pretty much into whatever comes along."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Shannon asked. "Just because two
women are making love doesn't mean we're into 'pretty much anything
that comes along.'"
"Well, okay. Forget the assumption on my part. Wanna give it a
try?"
"I might want to," said Shannon, glancing at Li Kim. Li Kim's eyes
pleaded as she shook her head. She did not like this man; he was
too big, too gruff. Shannon was a tough mistress, but she wasn't
hard-edged, like this guy.
"Li Kim seems unattracted to you," said Shannon. I think you
should fuck her." Li Kim's head snapped up, and for the first time
that day, she stared Shannon straight in the face.
"No, mistress. Please!"
"Li Kim, do you want another night like last night?" Shannon asked.
"Yes. Yes, mistress, I do."
"Then fuck this guy," she said. She shoved Li Kim onto her back,
and motioned to the lifeguard. His penis was bulging in his
trunks. "
You don't have to tell me twice," he said, yanking off his trunks
and flinging them aside. "Here it comes, little China girl." He
drove himself right in; no preliminaries, not even a fondle or a
kiss. "Better than a damn dildo, ain't it, babe?" he grunted. He
thrust violently, and Li Kim could do nothing but stay still and
take it. He was so big; she could barely breathe with him on top
of her.
He began licking her face, something Shannon had never done, and
she felt sick. What was this, a guy fantasizing about being a dog?
She was not enjoying this. Suddenly, Shannon appeared above her.
She had strapped a dildo and was lathering it up with K-Y jelly.
She walked behind the guy and without any preamble, plunged into
his ass. Li Kim felt the lifeguard's body tense. A look of
horror, then pain, then something undescribable passed over his
face. He tried to throw Shannon off, but he couldn't. Suddenly,
as Li Kim watched, she felt a stirring in her groin. She watched
Shannon plow into this man, and although she was practically
suffocating with the weight of both bodies on top of her, she felt
a climax building. Just the idea of her mistress taking control of
another, giving him no choices, just taking over, excited Li Kim.
Before she knew it, the second orgasm of her life seized her. When
it was over, the lifeguard lay heavily on top of her, spent and
sweat-soaked. Shannon stood next to them, smiling at -- who was
she smiling at? Li Kim looked in the direction of Shannon's gaze,
and saw a small crowd gathered at the perimeter of the boardwalk.
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Everyone talks about apathy; but no one *does* anything about it.
Seven weeks until I am in the same building as HE!!!
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