From: walexand@hemisphere.neocomm.net (Wade Mondegam)

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Subject: Master Wade's Latin Lust Story: (D/s,Bi-fem,B&D,S/M)

Date: 8 Oct 1995 09:39:43 GMT

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MRWADE.130                                        By Master Wade  





                                 





                           Latin Lust





                           Chapter One





     Anna Maria took a fragrance card from the crystal holder on


the counter and held it close, her eyes closed as she sampled the


scent of yet another expensive perfume.  She had a weakness for


anything that made her feel more feminine.  The countertop in her


bathroom was already crowded with bottles of perfumes, lipsticks


and glosses, skin moisturizers; anything and everything that she


could use to make herself more beautiful and more appealing.  But


there was always room for more.


     Returning home from her shopping, Anna Maria emptied the


contents of her shopping bags onto her bed.  It was sinful to


indulge in so many selfish pleasures, but she had worked hard to


get where she was.  What was the point if she couldn't have nice


things?


     Thinking back to her school days, Anna Maria remembered the


many times she had borrowed liptstick from her roommate, unable to


afford anything that wasn't a necessity.  Anyone looking into her


closets now and seeing the rows of dresses she owned would find it


hard to believe she had gone through college and law school with a


collection of hand-me-downs from her older sister.  There had only


been one dress which fit her nicely enough to wear, and she had


finally replaced it during her senior year at T.C. Williams so that


she would have something else to wear at graduation.


     Things were much different now, and she was glad of it.  Many


things had changed for Anna Maria since her graduation.  She had


always been an attractive girl.  Her olive skin was unblemished,


and her heredity and habits had combined to give her a body which


looked good in all kinds of clothes, or out of them.  But while she


had always been pretty, it had only been since the end of her


schooling that Anna Maria had really begun to enjoy her own beauty


and to come to a full understanding of just how wonderful it was to


be a woman.


     Sliding out of her clothing, Anna Maria began trying on the


panties she had just purchased, standing in front of the full


length mirror and turning slowly to see how they clung to her ripe


young body.  She took the elastic in her small fingers and tugged


it this way and that, and smoothed her hand down her belly and


across the curve of her buttocks, raising to her tiptoes to watch


the flexing of the muscles in her calves and thighs.  Sliding her


desk chair in front of the mirror, Anna Maria sat down and opened


her legs slowly, looking at her image to see how the material


covering her crotch lay against her damp skin.


     She thought of all the cruel remarks she and her friends had


made about men and their interest in "beaver-shots".  Who could


blame men for enjoying something as beautiful as what she now


beheld?  One didn't have to be perverted to enjoy the suggestive


and yet innocent beauty of silk pulled tightly against pouting


vaginal lips.  Nor did you have to be male to enjoy it.


     Anna Maria tried on all eight pair of the panties she had


purchased, going through the same routine, committing to memory


just how each pair looked on her.  Sometimes she wished she had a


girlfriend to shop with, someone who understood and shared her new


love affair with her body.  They could model the clothes for each


other, and maybe it wouldn't be so selfish of her if someone else


could enjoy it too.  Such thoughts always excited Anna Maria.  But


then these days it seemed that almost everything excited her.


     Anna Maria put away her purchases and ran a bath for herself. 


She turned the gold-toned controls until the water reached the


temperature she wanted, and held the capful of bubble bath in the


rushing water.  It would take some time for the large tub to fill,


but she especially liked her bathroom and the oversized tub was one


of the features that had sold her on the house in the first place.


It had been yet another extravagant purchase.  A single girl in her


early twenties didn't need a house this size.  Still, she could


easily afford the payments, and compared to the cost of renting an


apartment she would be happy with, it was actually a good


investment.  Real estate in the fashionable West End was a valuable


commodity, and she could almost certainly make money on the


property if she ever wanted to sell it.


     Anna Maria slid into the hot bath water slowly, allowing her


body to become accustomed to the change in temperature.  She slid


her hands along her thighs, feeling the goosebumps and considering


the rather odd fact that extremes of both heat and cold could cause


them.  Other things could cause them too, of course, and as Anna


Maria thought about that her right hand moved between her legs and


she began rubbing her clitoris gently with her fingers.


     The word "cock" surfaced momentarily in Anna Maria's thoughts,


and it caused an immediate reaction in her body.  She conciously


thought the word again, feeling the jolt of passion run through her


once more.  She played with her thoughts, just as she played with


her sex, switching words, alternating them, combining them.  Cock,


pussy, balls, fuck, eat, doggy style, spread-open, cum; she thought


all those words as she slid lower in the water and opened her legs


further apart.


     I can think anything I want to think.  She almost said it


outloud.  If it excites me, I can think it.  Cock, black cock, big


cock, cocks, two men, three, cocks, lots of cocks.  Anything. 


Betty's breasts.  Paul's ass.  Paul's balls.  Paul fucking me.


     The orgasm hit her suddenly, her entire body tensing, the


water splashing against the sides of the large tub as her hips


pumped against her rapidly moving hand.  Anna Maria bit her lower


lip, hard, and her left hand moved to her right breast, her fingers


pinching her nipple as the orgasm reached its peak.


     When it was over, she lay there quietly in the still-hot


water, letting her breathing return to normal.  Her mind was still


busy, considering the thoughts which had led to the explosion


within her body.  I can do those things if I want, she thought. I


can have anything I want.  Anything.





Continued in MRWADE.131...





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