Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2000 17:12:45 -0500
From: Light Mountaineer <blondeallover@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Connoisseurs Feast       Part 2 -  the Seduction

                   A Connoisseur's Feast
                   Part 2 - The Seduction

                       by  blondeallover@hotmail.com

The following is a pursuit and seduction fantasy involving a cyber friend
and myself.  The usual disclaimers apply.  This is an erotic story meant to
titillate and arouse its readers.
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The Monday evening of our departure, I had restrained myself to not overstep
my bounds and not build high expectations.  The true path of success for any
cock man in hot pursuit is to think with his brain and not with his dick. We
drove away from the ranch loaded with more supplies than we would probably
need.  Driving his older model SUV well over the speed limit, my friend was
quite loquacious, one on one.  "It was a mistake anyone could make, Blonde.
I was looking at the wrong month when I told Anne the dates for our trip.  I
didn't realize my error until last week and spoke up."  I politely
commiserated.  " Try to explain that to those rubes, though.  They
oversimplify everything.  That's why my uncle can get so fed up with them.
They think I am so green because I am the youngest there.  They're the ones
who are ignorant.  Hell, I have a college degree."  I asked him if his
degree was in agriculture or animal husbandry and why he was employed that
way.  "No, I majored in business administration.  I had a job in town that
paid good bucks but I couldn't cut working indoors all day.  I thought about
offering to help your uncle with his software before you arrived, but I was
afraid he would trap me in his stuffy study all day."  I acknowledged his
point.

The wheels of my mind turning, I steered the subject back to his girlfriend
and inquired as much about the intimacy of their relationship as I dared:
the jocular confidences among guys sort of tone.  "Hell, we were planning on
having hot times.  We both love to surf the porno sites on the Internet.  I
had hoped we could try out some of the positions that turned us both on.  We
even have a trade-off agreement.  She will allow me to look at the lesbian
pics if I allow her to surf some of the gay sites."  I liked the turn this
conversation was taking.  "Rumors fly about gays getting it on in the
forest.  She was hoping maybe we might meet up with some and they would let
her watch.  I think that would have been a stretch but I have to admit,
those dudes look like they're having a pretty good time in the pics on those
sites."

"Easy, Blonde" I contemplated. I was especially encouraged by his
inclination to not refer to gay sex in a derogatory manner. "You are near a
kill", I thought.  "Don't blow it now. Take great care in the choice of your
words and body language."  By now, my sex organs were buzzing and swollen.
I had one leg horizontally crossed over the other to create the illusion
that the tent in the front of my hiking shorts was propped by the way I was
seated in the vehicle.   I deemed it safe to take my boldest tack yet.
"Jeez, for a good casual way to get your rocks knocked off, I never thought
there was anything wrong with getting your dick sucked by another guy.  I
mean you know what they say, no one eats pussy like another woman and no one
sucks cock like another guy.  The folks who can do it best are the ones who
know what they like for themselves."

"You know, I will be honest with you Blonde, what you say makes a lot of
sense.  It it weren't for the way tongues wag in these parts, I suppose I
would no longer be a virgin in that sense.  I mean where guys are
concerned."  I LOVED the way he expressed this confidence.  The proposition
had to be now or never.

My pulse was racing and I struggled to conduct myself in a nonchalant
matter-of-fact disposition.  "Oh that wouldn't be a problem.  No one would
ever know how you enjoyed yourself on this trip."  By now, from the corner
of my eye I had glimpsed the delectable long fat beast snaking down his
right thigh concealed by his ever-present tight jeans. Despite my furtive
glances, I could not make out where it ended.

For a couple of minutes, we said nothing.  A broad grin spread over his face
and his brown eyes twinkled with an excited fire.  "Are you saying what I
think you are Blonde?  .  .  .  Would you suck my cock?"

"JACKPOT!", I thought.  I was home free from here.  I said nothing but
continued looking straight ahead while reaching over with my left hand to
firmly feel the fleshy excitement writhing in its constriction.  Applying
affectionate squeezes with my experienced fingers, I could feel the intense
warmth of my new conquest even in its concealment.  He sighed and breathed
heavily.  After no more than a minute he good-naturedly in a breathy voice
asked me to alter my conduct.

"Back off dude! You keep that up and I will be creamin' my jeans in a flash.
  We don't want to get in an accident before we even get there.  Hey, we are
going to be there in a few minutes.  Then you can suck and feel your way to
your heart's content."

I was fidgeting in my seat the rest of the way there.  Under my breath I
cravenly muttered, "boy are you going to be in for a treat."  He must have
heard me for he flashed me a wink and a smile.

At the Park Service office a short distance from the entrance to the forest
road, the car was stopped, so Bob could register and confirm our
reservation.  I smirked and giggled as I noticed he had a hard time
straightening himself after exiting from the car door.  Later, he
practically bolted out of the cabin and back to the car.  "Pretty soon you
can do your work, pal."

"And good work you will know it to be!"  I retorted with pronounced
confidence.  He drove following the signs that led us to the shade covered
guest cabins.  My head swimming with dizziness of intense lust, I was hardly
aware of my surroundings as he nearly screeched the SUV to a halt, parking
at the premises that would serve residence to our torrid affair.  Without
grabbing any supplies, we both sprinted to the locked door.  He fumbled the
keys almost laughing as he aimed the key to allow us entrance to our new
paradise, my hands already clenching beneath his waist band or firmly
kneading his splendid ass cheeks beneath the tight denim.  The door gave way
with a whoosh, its sudden release from barrier nearly knocking both of us
over.  The woodsy cabin revealed another door at the opposite end.  Bob
guessed right that this was the bedroom and he flung himself on his back on
one of the two queen sized beds that would serve our carnal inclinations so
comfortably.

"Come and get it !!!", he yelled out as if he were the ranch cook summoning
the hungry hands for a 'chow down'.  I was hungry for something else and
with lightening speed I was between his spread-eagled legs hanging over the
end of the bed.  Suddenly, I was the cause of my favorite sound in my first
encounter with any new intimate.  Zzzzziiippp !!!
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I am still refining the remainder of my story for the amusement of my friend
and myself.  If you would like me to post the concluding chapters of the
story, please notify me.  Any and all comments and suggestions are welcome.
- blondeallover@hotmail.com