|
|
|
|
|
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 10/18/2005 9:30:41 PM | Part 2 at the punkin patch--
After two sessions of frenzied activity, I took a quick nap on the frozen field, then awoke to a vaporous interplay across the dank fields.
Quickly adjusting my bolo tie and bermuda shorts, I arose and sat on the right arm of The Great Pumpkin(Mo) (Fa)ther.
"O Great Pumpkin, that last babe was truly delectable, do you have one more up your vine for this most horny and fervent acolyte?"
Upon which time, the mighty rotund squash vibrated like a megawatt vibrator on ultra-high-speed, then became mysteriously silent.
I puzzled over this most intriguing of omens, but just then an explosion of great magnitude shook the grounds, and I reeled backwards in fright and stupor as the same voluptuous woman from not one hour ago appeared and motioned for me to disrobe.
I hurriedly complied, as she shed her luminous garments and began a slow sensuous snakelike dance which amplified my already steel-like erection now waving crazily in the chilly early morning air.
Pausing only briefly once to spread an ambrosial substance liberally over her bouncing frontal mounds, she resumed her dance, now quickening her pace and undulations, leaving me a frothing, hyperventilating mess.
I approached straightaway as she wrapped her pink oscillating arms around my back, and gave me a sweeping tongue-kiss which stoked, if possible, my zeal further so that I grazed my hands down the supple curvature of her spine and squeezed delicately her anterior orbs.
Moaning low, then with higher-pitched urgency, she sank to the ground as I followed in a unified downward dance, kissing yet more passionately as overhead the sound of wind-whipped bats flitted through the trees.
I deftly adjusted johnson and entered this vixen's steaming canal like a pestle through hot butter, and we began a wonderful rocking rhythm coordinated to the metronome chirps of the invisible surrounding crickets.
Time was lost, and my brain exploded in ecstasy. I opened my eyes, and beheld her earthy yet ethereal beauty briefly before we spontaneously separated, at which time she turned away without a word and evaporated again into the gathering mist.
I trembled with a deep cold chill.
That pumpkin god(dess) was at the top of my gift-giving Xmas list. | |
|
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 10/22/2005 1:10:45 PM | Hotel
I was sitting in the hotel room waiting for you to come over, when a knock came on the door.
I asked who it was, as I opened the door and there you stood, looking better than the day we first met. I asked you in and closed the door behind you. You sat on the bed and I sat in a chair. We started talking about how things have been since we have been apart (mainly just small talk since we have been talking regularly now). You said that you were very nervous about seeing me in the hotel. I asked if you wanted to take a shower or something to relax you and calm you down. You said that the shower sounds like a good idea but not right now. Then you asked me if I could rub your shoulders to see if that would help. I said that it would be my pleasure and moved to the other side of the bed behind you and started rubbing your shoulders. We continued talking while I rubbed your shoulders. After a while you said that it was just not working and asked if you could take that shower now. I said that it was fine and that I had not been in the bathroom as of yet. You went in to the bathroom and closed the door, I called to you and asked if you wanted a beer and you said that was fine. I left to go and get the beers and came back in a minute. After I had closed the door to the room you called my name and asked me if I would mind washing your back for you. I said that it would be fine with me and opened the door to the bathroom. I opened the shower curtain and you were standing there with your back to me in the shower with the water running. I took the washcloth and the soap and started washing your back. You started throwing water on me and I said that if you kept it up I was going to get into the shower with you. You stopped for a minute and then started again, so I said, that is it and started to take my clothes off. You were still throwing water on me and said that I better not get in there with you or you would get out. I finished taking my clothes off and pulled the shower curtain open to see you with your back to me again. I came up behind you and started rubbing your back with the hot shower running down it. I rubbed for a while and slowly started working my way down your back rubbing and massaging as I went. After I had worked my way down to your rear I knelt down in the shower so that I could rub your right leg. I worked my way down your right leg until I reached your foot. Then I started on your left leg starting at your foot and working up. When I was once again back at your rear I stood up and wrapped my arms around you and started kissing you on the neck. I slowly started moving my hands up your stomach towards your breasts until I had one in each hand. You moaned and leaned back against me feeling my hard on pressing into you. We stood that way for a minute; me kissing your neck and massaging your breasts while you moved your body against me with the hot water from the shower running over us. I stopped kissing you and said that I better get to washing your back like I am supposed to. I take my hands from your breasts and get the soap and lather up both of my hands to wash you with. I have you put your hands on the shower wall above your head and spread your feet as far as you can. I start by reaching around your naked wet body and massaging / washing your right hand. I slowly move down your arm to your shoulder and move to your left hand to repeat the process on that side. When I reach your left shoulder I start running my hands slowly and gently down your back washing the tension out of you. After I am sure that all of the tension has been rubbed out of your back and neck I move down to your rear. Getting more soap on my hands I start on your right leg high up on your thigh. As I start rubbing your leg I brush up against the hairs between your legs and you moan that you want me, but I persist with washing you off and massaging your body. I slowly work my way down your leg until I get to your foot. I have you lift your foot up and I massage your foot. When I finish with your right leg I start with your left foot and reverse the order in which I massage working my way up your left leg until I get to where your thighs join and linger there for just a moment and you moan again. I stand up and kiss the back of your neck and tell you that I am done with your back that you need to turn around. You say that you would love for me to keep going and turn around. I finally get to see the breasts that I kissed and licked on and that little patch of hair between your legs that I played with so many years ago. You ask me what I want you to do and I say that I just want you to stand there raise your arms and enjoy the feeling of me massaging your body. You say that there could be nothing better than that and ask me to keep going. I kiss your left nipple and say that I would love to. I start by massaging your left hand in much the same way as I did from the back ensuring that every muscle in your hand is relaxed. I slowly work my way down your arm until I come to your shoulder again. I have you rest your arm on my shoulder while I rub your shoulder to ensure that it is relaxed. I then move to your other arm sliding my body against you as I move. I rub your hand and arm the same way as the other side ensuring that my body is in contact with yours at all times. When I finish with your right arm and shoulder, I take you in my arms and kiss you deeply feeling your body pressed up against mine thinking of what is to come. You say that you never want this to come to an end as I pull myself away from your body to continue washing you. The best parts of your body have been left till the last and you are all flushed with anticipation and yearning for me. I start with your left breast massaging and rubbing ever so softly until your nipple is hard and stiff, then I start kissing and sucking on it while massaging with my hands. You moan and tell me that you never want this to end. I tear myself away from your beautiful breast and start rubbing your right one until the nipple is hard. I want you so bad that it hurts but I know that I cannot have you yet; I need to finish what I have started. Time kind of stands still while I kiss and suck on your beautiful nipples. After some time I move my hand across your stomach to massage that beautiful little tuft of hair between your legs while I continue kissing your nipples. You moan in pleasure and place your hand over mine to apply more pressure between your legs and tell me that you want more. I continue massaging you and start kissing my way down to where our hands are. When my mouth gets to our hands I move them out of the way and start to kiss on your clit and run my tongue along the slit between your legs. Your legs start to tremble and you moan even louder. I stop and ask if you are ok. You say that you are fine and ask me to keep doing what I was doing. I have you lean back against the shower wall and spread your legs as far as comfortable so that I can reach farther inside you with my tongue. I start licking and kissing on you again and I reach around you and hold on to your rear and pull you closer to me. I ensure that no part of you goes untouched by my tongue. As I lick up past your clit again I feel your muscles tighten up as you cum all over my tongue. I start licking even more intensely to keep you Cumming. You taste so good that I cannot help myself. You ask me to stop for a while because it is so intense. I say that it will be no problem and stand up. Holding you tight against me my hard-on slips between your legs. We stand that way for a while just feeling each other’s bodies pressed together. When the trembling in your body subsides you ask me if I will make love to you. I say that it would be a pleasure and ask if you want me to dry you off. You say that you would enjoy that. I kiss you deeply and slowly take my arms from around you and step out of the shower to get a towel. You turn off the shower and open the shower curtain. I stand there in awe of the beautiful naked woman that is standing in front of me. You step out of the shower and kiss me placing my hard on between your legs you start rubbing your body against mine. I say that we will never get dried off if you keep this up. You say that you do not care as long as you can feel me deep inside you. I tell you that I will be deep inside you soon enough and you say that it will not be soon enough, that you want me now. I agree with you and pick you up and set you on the bathroom counter. Your body tenses as I start sucking on your nipples again causing you to start Cumming. You relax as I spread your legs and move between them, my hard on pointing where it wants to go. I move closer until I am touching the outer lips of your **** and you moan with anticipation and tell me not to stop now. I stop sucking on your nipples and say that I have no intention of stopping now. I reach my hand down between your legs and part your **** lips and move into you rubbing my hard on against your clit. You start Cumming again and tell me that you want me in you now. I pull back a little and place my hard on at the entrance to you and start to push into you ever so slowly, feeling you open up to accommodate me as I enter you. You tell me that you want me to go faster and I say that I do not want to hurt you. You tell me that you do not care; you want me in you now. I push into you until there is no more to push. I feel your muscles tightening around me as you cum again trying to pull me even deeper into you. I wrap my arms around you and start to suck on your nipples again as I slowly start to pull myself out of you, only to slowly push my way back into you. This continues for some time as you moan and tell me how good it feels to have me in you. My pace quickens as I kiss you on the mouth as we rush towards our climax. It does not take long from this point till your body tenses up and your **** closes around me like never before in your orgasm. This causes me to lose all self-control and with one last thrust I go as deep as I possibly can go inside of you and I start Cumming. With our hearts racing we hold each other tight and deeply kiss each other. When everything has calmed down I ask you if you still want me to dry you off. You say yes, as I am drying you off ensuring that every part of your body gets touched at least a few times you tell me that you would love to have your back rubbed again. In response I tell you that I would be glad to give you a full body massage out on the bed. We walk out of the bathroom and over to the bed where you ask me how I want you and I say that I want you any way that I can get you, but right now I would like you to lay on the bed face down so that I can rub your back. You say that you would love to be rubbed again and lay down on the bed. I put some lotion on my hands and rub them together to warm it up. Then I start rubbing your back starting with your shoulders and working down. You say how good it feels to have me touching you and tell me to keep doing what I am doing with your body. When I get to your waist I have you spread your legs so that I can rub them individually? I start on your right side at your waist rubbing my way down your ass cheek to the top part of your leg. You tell me that you have never felt anything like this before and want me to stop so that you can kiss me. You roll over on to your side and I lay down next to you and pull you close to me my hard on straining to be back inside you. We kiss deeply our tongues intertwined for what seems like forever. You lift your leg over me and my hard on slides up next your ****, you shiver as the feeling of me pressing on your **** lips passes through your body. You start moving your hips rubbing my hard on against your **** lips trying to get me back inside you. You pull me even closer to you and kiss even harder as you cum. I can feel the heat from your body flowing into me as you ask me to continue rubbing your body. We unwrap our arms from each other and after one more kiss I move away from you and you roll over back to where you were. I put more lotion on my hands and start rubbing your right leg where I left off. While rubbing your leg I occasionally brush my fingertips across your ****. Feeling the wetness and the heat of you I stop rubbing you leg for just a moment to rub your ****. You arch your back and raise your rear into the air so that I can have more access to your ****. I massage your beautiful **** for just a moment and tell you that I need to finish what I have started. You tell me that you can’t hardly stand it and to keep going. I start rubbing your leg again working my way down past your knee. As I get to your foot you tell me that you have never had your feet rubbed and you do not know how you will like it. I tell you not to worry that I will take care of you. As I start rubbing your foot you say that it kind of tickles but do not stop because it feels good. I finish with your right foot and start on your left foot. Working my way up your left leg I ensure that there is no part of your leg that I have missed. When I get to the top of your leg I stop and move to the left side of your waist rubbing my way down your left ass check. When I get to the bottom I place my hand on your **** and ask you if you would like me to massage your **** for a while. You tell me that you would love for that to happen. I tell you to get on you to get on your knees and to spread them as far as is comfortable for you. You do this and I go between your legs to massage your **** that is wide open waiting to be taken care of. I place my hand on you and feel the heat and wetness that is coming from inside you. You say that you are Cumming again as your **** starts quivering and you’re cum starts to come out of you. I can’t stand it any longer and place my tongue on your clit. You jump and tell me that you want more. I start licking my way up to your ****, when I get there I push my tongue as far as I can into you to taste your cum. When I do this you jump again saying that this has never been done to you before and say to never stop because it feels so good. I pull my tongue out of you and lick down to your clit once again and linger there licking and kissing your clit until I once again I move up to your **** to taste it again. It tastes so good that I just have to put my tongue into you one more time. Your muscles contract and try to pull my tongue even deeper into you as I pull my tongue out of you for now. I kiss your **** and ask you to roll over so that I can continue rubbing your body. You roll over and I look at the beautiful sight in front of me. You ask me what I am thinking and I tell you that I am thinking of how many ways that I can please you. I move up to your breasts and kiss your nipples until they are both hard and pointing at the ceiling. Then I more to your right hand and start massaging it working my way up your arm. When I get up to your shoulder I ensure that I do everything possible to keep from touching your breast (that will come later). When I am finished with your right shoulder I move to your left hand and start all over again. When I finish with your left shoulder, I move to your right foot and start massaging it again. Working my up your leg you start to moan saying that you want me inside of you again. I say that I will be there soon enough as I straddle your leg so that I can use both hands to rub your thigh. As I work my way up your leg toward your hip I brush my fingers against your **** and you moan even louder. I can see your cum glistening in the hairs around your **** and ask you if you are enjoying your massage. You say that you hope that it never ends. When I get all the way up to your hip on your right leg I pause and put my hand on your **** and massage it for a minute. You moan and I can feel the muscles inside of you twitching as you cum. I leave your **** alone and move back down to your left foot where I start massaging again. I work my way up your leg until I come to that beautiful spot between your legs. I lean over and start to kiss your ****. Pushing my tongue between the lips of your **** I start to lick your clit. You moan and tell me that you can’t believe how good it feels. I take my tongue away from your clit and lick my way down to where I push my tongue up inside you. I slide it in and out of you a couple of times marvelling at how good you taste, I then lick back up to your clit. I pause to play with your clit with my tongue and you tell me that you can’t stand it anymore that you have to have me inside you now! I tell you that it will be no problem and move between your legs my hard on pointed right at your hot wet ****. You spread your legs as far as you can so that it will be easer for me to go deep inside you. I open your **** lips with my fingers and slowly push my hard on into you. As I enter you I can feel the muscles of your **** trying to pull me even further into you than before. When I am fully into you I lean over and take your left nipple into my mouth and start to suck on it. You wrap your legs around me and pull me even harder into you. I start moving inside you, slowly out then slowly in. You pull me in with your legs wanting me to go faster. I let you have control following the pressure of your legs on my back. The nipple in my mouth gets unbelievably hard and I move my hand up to your other breast to massage it. Your nipple gets hard while I am massaging your breast, I switch and start sucking on your right nipple and massaging your left and you tell me that you are Cumming and to go faster inside you. I go as fast as I can for a moment and then with one last push go as far as I can into you sending us both over the edge in an orgasm. I take my mouth from your nipple and kiss you deeply as the waves of orgasm pass thru our bodies. When our bodies have calmed down we lay on our sides facing each other passionately kissing with me rubbing your back. I break the kiss and ask you what you would like me to do for you now? | |
|
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 1/16/2006 4:37:54 PM | In Rememberance of Memories Past
Marie awoke from her deep sleep wondering where Maurice, was. She remembered last night, the caresses, the lovemaking, the witty banter, and was happy that she decided to visit her online lover for a few days. As she awoke, she realized her back was hurting a bit, and wondered how her and Maurice would handle their morning ritual, taking a romantic shower together, followed by lovemaking, as they had spent every morning she was there.
She then realized she could hear water running, and went to the bathroom to see where he was. Before she could enter the bathroom, Maurice came from round the corner and stopped her “I have a surprise for you” he said in that sexy French accent that she loved so much. He opened the door, and the scent of lavender cling in the air, along with the sight of candles casting a warm glow. She looked in the tub, and there were petals floating on the water, along with candles. “I knew your back was probably aching a bit, so I decided that instead of having a shower together, I would take care of you today. Marie was amazed at how he seemed to read her mind again. He seemed to know exactly what she needed. He placed her in the water, massaged her back, caressed her legs, and mentioned that he put Epson salts in the water to help release the tension She was feeling in her muscles.
He then knelt down along side her, and caressing her back, moving down her arms, worked his way down her stomach, towards her mound, and continued massaging her wet, soft skin with his strong hands. By this time, she was ready for anything, and wondered what he would do next. He then asked her if she wanted to be pleasured. Marie murmured yes, and he proceeded to place his mouth over her mound and licked between her legs, caressing with his tongue her vagina, probing with his fingers until he had her vulva in-between them, and working her into a climax. She placed her hands on his head, and began shaking, it was so intense. (She was almost worried she was going to drown him by accident, she had clenched her hands so tight on his head!) After her climax, Marie offered to reciprocate, but Maurice gave her a large kiss, and said, ”Remember, it’s always about pleasuring the other. This is my gift to you. . Just watching you orgasm is pleasurable for me” He then helped her out of the tub. placed a warm robe around her shoulders, and then massaged lotion on her wrists and all over her body. :”What’s that? Marie asked, “It’s lavender oil, which I love. The scent will linger all day while we are together, reminding me of our morning together, then later, I can seek it out, searching for it all over you until I find it” Marie knew this was going to be another interesting day. | |
|
| |
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 6/18/2006 4:05:42 PM | His voice was incredible. Flowing over me like melted chocolate. So smooth and rich, turning my insides to mush.
We had been talking for awhile, flirting and catching up on our weekend apart. Both of us talking of our fantasies and wants. Both of us getting a bit out of control, getting more heated.
I say to him, "Mmmm, I think you need to be cooled off a little, what do you think?"
He chuckles and says, " Maybe a little."
Laughing I say, " I think an ice cube would work nicely. How bout if I start behind your ear? Sliding down your neck, across your collar bones. MMM but I'm a bit thirsty, and that drop of water sliding down your chest is just begging for my tongue to lick it up."
His moan tells me that I am doing little to cool him down, but that he's enjoying every minute of it.
I say to him, "If this is too much for you sugar, I could stop!"
His instant, "No! That's ok baby! Go right ahead with what you're doing!" caused me to chuckle.
In my mind I returned to his body, telling him my thoughts as I went... "I'm trailing the ice down your chest, around your nipples. Watching them pucker. Leaning down to suck them and to flick them with my tongue."
He moans and says, "Oh, they're puckering alright!" I can hear the grin in his voice, making me all the more confident in what I'm doing.
I continue to torture him, teasing him with my voice and thoughts. Trailing my tongue down his stomach to his belly button. Slowly trailing down his thighs, around his****and finally I take him in my mouth.
He groans quietly, "Yesssss" hissing from him.
My body is flushed. I'm fingering myself by now, running my fingers over my clit, spreading my **** to my touch. Wishing that it was his hand on me, his breath against me instead of the breeze from the fan. The sounds coming to me from him turning my body to liquid fire. I can hear him moving, his breathing getting faster. Knowing that he is stroking himself and wishing I could be there to see him. Picturing him in my mind.
I say how I'm slowly sliding my mouth down over his**** Swirling my tongue around him and licking off all the pre-cum oozing from his**** The fingers of my left hand massaging his balls, my right hand stroking him as I slowly suck his****deep in my mouth. The head of his****almost hitting the back of my throat.
After sucking him slowly, teasing him and following every vein with my tongue, I slide up his body. Straddling him, my **** pressed tightly against his throbbing erection, I lean down and trail my tongue around his lips, parting them and pulling his tongue into my mouth, sucking it as I had his**** I lean back, my hands on his chest, nails digging in lightly and I rock on him. The lips of my **** surrounding him, the head of his****against my clit.
He says, "I need you!" and I can't hold back any longer.
My body on fire, need pounding through me, I say, "I lift my hips off of you, letting the head of your****press my **** lips apart. Just the head of your****entering me, I squeeze around you, torturing both of us."
"Then I slowly start lowering myself on to you, taking you into me, inch by inch."
He says, "I take your breasts into my hands, molding them. Leaning up to suck on your nipples." Making me moan with need!
I say, "I can't hold back any longer! I slam my body down onto yours, taking you deep inside of me, my ass pressed tight against your balls. I start rocking on you, feeling you lifting up into me."
"I lean back, my hands on your knees, lifting my hips, pounding down onto you again."
He moans and says, " I reach forward and press my thumb onto your clit, rubbing and stroking."
At this moment, my body throbs out of control, my breathing is fast and I can feel waves of pleasure begin to pulse through me.
I'm barely able to say, "You feel my body start to pulse around you, my **** throbbing as I begin to cum... ooooo YES ! I'm cuming!" I was moaning uncontrollably, my body taking over. I couldn't speak anymore.
I could hear his moans as he came with me, our bodies losing control together. The sounds coming from him sending me over yet again, causing me to cum at least 2 more times! I was amazed at my response! I had never felt this way before, though I had experienced my body this way many times.
His intensity and sounds, moans and softly spoken words had totally taken me over. My body was pulsing. I was aware of everything! The air touching my skin, his breathing, his soft words of pleasure.
We were quiet for a moment as we let our breathing slow, let our bodies settle. Feelings of pleasure still washing over me, I said, "that was incredible!"
His deep chuckle sent shivers of delight through my body. He said, "Yes, it was, amazing, fun, sexy."
We chatted for awhile longer. Both of us relaxed with each other and teasing and flirting. It was so wonderful. As we said goodnight, we made plans to speak again soon. Neither one of us wanting to let too much time go by before hearing the others voice again
As I wished him sweet dreams and heard him chuckle in response, I hung up the phone.
After relaxing for a few more moments, his voice and the sound of him cuming running through my mind, my body begins to get heated again. So rising, I head to the bathroom, stepping out of my nightshirt and into a hot shower.
I let the water pulse against my skin, feeling the sharp spray enlivening me. I can feel my blood rushing to the surface of my skin, the tingles sending pleasure throughout me. I take the shower head in my hand and slowly run the water over my breasts. Letting the pulsing action excite me.
Slowly lowering it, the water pounding against me. The anticipation of feeling it against my **** almost too much to bare. I reach down with my left hand to spread my lips, letting the water just run over my clit and inner lips, still so sensitive from my earlier touch. Thoughts of him, standing outside the shower, watching me, turning me on even more. I can feel his gaze on me as I spread myself even wider. Lowering the shower head closer to my ****. Feeling the pulsing and vibrating taking me over.
I begin to lose control quickly. A powerful orgasm washing over me. Wave after wave of pleasure throbbing through me. Heat pouring from me, cuming harder than before, knowing he was watching me. My body wracked with pleasure.
As I calmed, I opened my eyes to find myself alone. An ache inside of me, wishing he was there to wrap me in his arms and take me to our bed and make love with me all night long.
I stepped out of the shower after rinsing off, rubbing myself vigorously with a towel. Still on fire for his touch. Thinking to myself yet again how much I wanted to see this man, to have this man, to touch this man. | |
|
| |
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 6/18/2006 9:24:07 PM | "Storms," she said. "I want you like storms on a hot summer night, when you're lying alone in bed with the window open, and you see the distant flashes of lighting in the sky, but they're so far away you can't even hear the thunder, and you're wishing you could, because that's how you feel inside and you want the world to match. And it's so damn hot in your room, not a breath of breeze to cool the sweat on your naked body. You just wish for a storm. That's how I wish for you. I wish you would come to me like a storm in the night, and make things explode inside me, electrical and powerful and scary, pitch black, and then lit up like noon, and then black again, and rumbling that shakes the house and makes your muscles tense and relax with anticipation of the next explosion."
"I want to rain down on you, so hot and pulsing I'm dripping down onto you from above, my breath rushing like wind, cooling your wet skin, my hair sticking to my face, my body gliding over yours, my motions rushing forward and receeding like waves on the shore whose tide is never quenched, but wants forever to overwhelm you, cover you, immerse you."
"I can't..."
"Can't what?"
"You're too-"
She paused. I let her think.
"You make my brain blurry. You make me forget words. You make words not even matter. You-"
"Yes?"
"You overwhelm me. You immerse me. You drown me. I feel like I'm drowning. Like I can't get enough air. You're like air. When you're not here beside me I feel like I'm drowning. I can hardly breathe. I wanna touch you so bad."
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
"No. I hate it."
"It means you're alive, in every sense of the word -- alive enough to feel your heart's suffocation. That pain was always there. You just couldn't feel it because you were dead to it."
"I want you inside me, right now. So badly. I wanna feel your weight on top of me. I wanna feel your muscles moving. I wanna feel you shiver all over because I'm making you feel so good. I don't feel alive unless I'm making you feel good, giving you pleasure. I want to taste your kiss. I wanna suck on your tongue like sweet fruit. I wanna go down on you forever and drain you dry. I wanna make you die in the ecstasy I wanna give you. My god, I love you so much..."
"You're crying..."
She didn't answer.
"You feel that? That bittersweet twinge inside you that's tugging like you'll die if you let it take you? That's me you feel. I know cause I feel it too, and it feels like you. You're inside me, trying to fuse with my being. It's scary, it's wonderful, and it's beautiful."
"Like a storm..."
"Yes. Like a storm."
"What happens if I let you in, if I let you take me?"
"I don't know, but I think it's called love."
"I already love you!"
"So why are you scared?"
She didn't answer.
"Don't worry. I feel it too. It's like an entire universe trying to be born inside you."
"I shouldn't be scared. It's so beautiful; you're so beautiful."
"Some storms don't hurt you. Some storms protect you. Some storms carry you through the darkest night and bring you to dawn."
"Okay, stop!" she said. "Don't say another word. Just come down here. I need you."
She was sobbing now.
"I can't."
"Why not!?"
"Because you're still afraid. Sex is a beautiful distraction, but it makes a poor substitute for what your heart is really suffocating for. You know I'm right. You want to shower me with physical pleasure so that you don't have to face the slightest touch of real intimacy."
"Real intimacy?"
"Baring yourself down to your naked self and letting me penetrate your soul."
"I want to..."
"When you do that, sex doesn't even matter anymore. It's just a brief tickling of nerves compared to the real intimacy of knowing the colours of someone's soul."
"Oh, god..."
"I want to know the colours of your soul."
"Take it then. It's yours. I'm not afraid anymore. I lay my soul at your feet, everything I am. Just give me that peace."
"I give you my soul in return."
"What do I do?"
"Just breathe."
"Breathe?"
"Not with your lungs, with your heart."
She was silent for the longest time.
"I feel you. I think I feel you. There's something inside me that's... not... me... so beautiful..."
"Your legs are open, aren't they? Your arms are above your head?"
"Yes..."
"I feel you too."
She laughed happily, and there was a peace in that laugh I'd never heard before.
"I'm coming down there to make love to you now," I said.
"What... what made you change your mind?"
"Because it doesn't matter now."
She laughed again, almost gleefully.
"I understand. I get it now. You're already here. Flesh is no more relevant to real love than the name of someting is relevant to the thing itself."
"That's a good way of putting it."
"I get it now... so beautiful. I feel you. Right here in the top of my tummy."
"I'm on my way."
And when I got there there was a storm. Heat and power and energy and motion and moisture met, and we lay shaking when it was over the next day, not even needing to speak. | |
|
| My contribution... a little D/s submitted at another site.
Posted: 6/18/2006 9:30:06 PM | Enjoy. I know this will get lots of censoring!
I woke early that morning, it was a Thursday. I had gotten everything done and out of the way so I would have plenty of time that day to be with Him. There was a hotel room reserved for me. He had already given me my orders and how they were to be carried out.
I was to be there before Him. Have the room the proper temperature so we would not become too warm during our play. I was also to have a bath drawn for Him and everything needed to clean him, ready for Him when He arrived. I was told to be completely naked and He would call me 5 minutes before getting there to make sure everything was 100 %. I was also supposed to be waiting on my knees and head down when He walked in. I was a little nervous, but God soooo excited. I was so wet thinking of it. He told me that upon his arrival He would immediately undress and proceed to collar me. And He did. I didn't think I would ever feel a collar around my neck, I fought the idea for so long. But that collar felt so good around my neck. I ache to feel one again. I liked it alot. It fit me perfectly.
He took me by the hand lifted me up and kissed me and reached up and pinched my nipples. He was ready to bathe. I followed Him to the bathroom and waited for Him to sit down and settle in the bath. I took my time and slowly washed every inch of Him , watching his****grow as I touched Him everywhere. I wasn't allowed to touch his****other than to wash it. And he was throbbing. While I washed his legs, He would reach up and cup my big tits and squeeze them. It felt so good, I had to take a deep breath, close my eyes for a moment and then continue to wash Him. He would just lay back and watch me, my ass moving from side to side. My breasts hanging down as I bent over Him washing. He took one in His mouth and sucked as I clean the other side of him, reaching over. I shivered and gasped ... He made me ache so much.
He was ready to get out and told me to dry Him as he stood. I took my time and dried every inch of my loving Master, softly. He then told me to leave the the bathroom and kneel on the floor of the bedroom and He would come for me. I was so anxious to see what would come next. My heart was racing.
He came to me after a few minutes and my head was bowed so I couldn't see fully what He was doing. But He softly put His hand under my chin and told me to keep my mouth closed. I did as I was told and could hear Him moving about. He came up from behind me and told me to put my hands behind my back and I did as I was told, loving where this was going. He took soft corded rope and tightly secured my wrists behind my back. The rope, and the tightness of it and it's pulling and the slight aching it brought to my muscles, felt good. He asked if it was too tight and I just quietly whispered in his ear, "No Sir."
He then walked in front of me and told me again to keep my mouth closed. And He tilted my jaw up and told me to close my eyes and just feel. He proceeded to take His hard**** wet with precum and paint my lips with it. The scent, oh my god, was soooo damned sexy. My thighs were so wet by this point. I asked if I could taste Him, pleading. He allowed me. I snaked my tongue out fast and hungrily licked every drop He painted my mouth with. He moaned a little, taking it all in. Me on the floor, eyes closed, my tits thrust out in front of me. Hands tied tightly behind my back, savoring the taste of His****juice. He then told me to open my mouth ...
He slowly slid His****in and started moving His hips, thrusting little by little in my warm mouth. He breath caught as I closed my mouth around Him, sucking as He thrust. His****was very very nice, not too long, not too short, just the right thickness I think ... I'm not big on size. To me His seemed perfect, 6 or 7 inches and pretty thick. I could just imagine how it was going to feel stroking in and out of my tight **** and buried deep in my ass.
He started thrusting faster, swaying His hips, pumping my mouth. I couldn't help but moan as He was ****ing my face. I had wanted this for so long, just to be used this way. I tried so hard to get all of Him in my mouth. He was telling me over and over how damn good it felt, what a good whore I was. That I really knew how to suck**** He just kept moaning and growling, "mmmmmmmmmmmm, **** yes!" I loved feeling His hands in my hair, holding my head as he pumped my mouth.
After a time, He slowed, then stopped. He told me to stand and helped get my balance as I did. He put his hands in front of me and reached around and cupped my big titties, pinching them, making me gasp and moan .... I tried so hard to be quiet. He liked the noises I made. He told me to look at Him and I looked at him square. He told me, "I'm going to bend you over the bed and **** you. Nice and hard." I shivered at that. I just kept thinking to myself, "oh my god".
He took my bound wrists and gently pushed me to the edge of the bed, bent me over so my face was turned the side but buried in the bed. My ass high up before Him. He slipped a hand between my legs and ran His finger up and down my slit, "Damn baby, you're so wet!" He took His finger and slid them in pumping me for a second and then looked at me saying, "You're going to suck my****after I **** you and lick me clean. I want you to taste yourself on me." He then lifted His fingers to His mouth, sucking them. " Oh pet, your **** is soooo sweet. I'm gonna love ****ing that****"
Pulling the rope and pushing down on me to steady himself, I felt His**** wet and hard, pushing past my tight lips. I hear His breathing become shallow, ragged. He makes me moan as He pushes into me. Sooo thick, it fits so tight. "Mmmmmm Baby, so nice and tight. I want you to feel this. Really feel it. I'm going to **** you so hard. Would you like that?
"Moaning and writhing, I replied, "Oh yes Sir! Please!"
With that, He smacked my ass lightly and just grabbed my hips and started ramming my wet**** pounding me harder and harder. I couldn't help but yell and moan and cry out. I was becoming quite loud. To the point of Him slowing and telling me to be silent and just take it. I just buried my face even deeper in the bed and bit down on the sheets while He rode me, ****ed me for dear life. I felt my face being ground into the bed. He pushed harder and harder holding onto my hips. Bucking, thrusting, pumping so damned fast. I loved feeling Him hold my hands through the rope for some kind of more imtimate contact while He ****ed me. His hands were warm and strong. I knew the power that came with them, the tenderness too.
After a time, He slowed and ordered me back to my knees upon the floor. I couldn't stop shaking from the pounding I had just received. Breathing fast and feeling a little dizzy, I quickly obeyed.
"Remember what I said you would do to seal this between you and I here today?" He asked me. "Yes Sir , I do. I'm to suck your**** pleasure you, lick your balls and your ass until you cum in my mouth. Then when all is done, you will kiss me to taste us together. My juices on your**** your cum, mixed sweetly together. " "Very good, pet! Mmmm, very good. Now suck my****"
I smile so broadly inside, knowing that I will and can please Him. I hungrily begin sucking and lapping His hardness, like I was starving and it was a matter of life and death. Lapping His sack too, as His****throbs before my face ... bobbing hard and slick . Looking up at Him, I smiled. He was moaning and holding my head, my hair. He knew I loved that. He knew I wanted to touch him, his**** He leaned over me while I still sucked him off, undoing my ropes. I slid my hand down to my ****, covering it in my own juices. I could smell the sex ... damn. I reached up and enclosed my hand on his rod firmly stroking ... faster. I spread his legs and to his surprise, start loving His ass hole, drilling it with my tongue. Nipping His ass lightly, all the while pumping His****
"Sir, may I ask something of you?"
"Yes little one, you may. What is it?"
"Sir, would you get upon the bed for me with your ass up in the air for me and your face down on the bed? I want to thoroughly worship your ass. "
He quickly released me and climbed onto the bed ... on all fours. What a sight ..mmmm my Master, with His ass up for me and His legs spread apart with a view of His balls hanging there for me to pleasure. I gently pulled Him to the edge of the bed and got back on my knees on the floor, grasping His hips and bringing Him to my eager mouth . I kissed His ass literally, every inch of it, nipping and licking as well. I loved His ass. I rubbed my tits, now warm and quite pink, on the backs of his thighs while took sweet advantage of His tight hole. I buried my face in it, making Him soaking wet. I felt Him back up upon my face. I loved the noises He was making as well. I knew at that very moment, even though His slave. I was in control of Him. And I revelled in it. He was moaning, breathing so deep and fast. All I could hear every now and then was, " Oh my God, my ass. It feels good. Damn it feels so good." That just made me want to do it even more. I buried my nose in there as well .. giving a little pressure, cupping my Master's balls now heavy in my hands, so He would know how my ass felt knowing there was something soon going to invade it. "Sir, am I really making you feel that good?" "Oh yes pet, oh my ****ing God, yes. No one has ever done this to me before. Do anything you wish to me in my ass. I'm willing to try."
"You won't regret it Master, I promise!"
~Skye~ | |
|
| I used to post on literotica
Posted: 6/20/2006 8:46:00 AM | Your hair shimmers in the moonlight as we take a walk on a warm July night. You're wearing a long summer dress sort of like a sarong and sandals. You've borrowed a light fleece of mine because your top is only made of soft cotton. We are heading towards the reservoir by my house. We are talking about futures and careers as well as you and me and how we met. We are walking hand in hand as we reach the reservoir the view is fantastic. The city lights glimmer like stars across the water casting dancing shadows with the waves. I pull a blanket out of my backpack and we snuggle into it on the edge of the water.
We have just met but for some unexplainable reason we seem to fall into sink with each other. Our goals are similar and we find each other exciting for no particular reason. Quickly I stand up taking you bye surprise and say "Let's go down to the dock!" You really don't care where we go just as long as we can snuggle up with each other. So we hike down to the dock. I trip going down the rocky bank but manage to come out of it with only a minor scrape on my elbow. It stings a little but my mind is else where right now. You for some reason seem to think it's funny and laugh hysterically all the way to the dock.
We get to the dock and look out along the length of the long phallic shaped floating dock and start down it. It sways and rises with the ripples of the water. They make soft sounds as they connect with the dock from all angles and sizes. As we get to the end of the dock we look back and see nothing but darkness. I've been here before many times and when you lie down on the dock it feels as though you're floating away with the current.
You comment on how beautiful the stars are and I take you and gaze deep into your eyes and say, "Nothing could compare with the beauty of your eyes." I hold you like that for just a moment before planting a soft moist kiss right on your lips. I feel your mouth open a little and I can taste your sweet breath on my tongue. As you move your tongue to enter my mouth I pull away teasingly. You sigh with a mix of frustration and need. I hear you go about getting busy setting down the blanket. I reach into my backpack and pull out some candles and a bottle of red wine. I place the candles around us (well away from the blanket) and crack open the beautifully bodied red. I reach back into my backpack and lift out two crystal wine goblets and pour us each a glass of it. You take a deep gulp and savour the aroma and flavor of it.
We laugh and talk about things we can't talk about with anyone else to us it seems like it would be everyday conversation. We're sitting close I have my arm around you and your head is resting gently on my shoulder. The conversation leads to intimate things and I feel your body heat rise a bit. We are gazing at the stars and you lay on your back with your head resting on my lap. I'm stroking your hair and passing my hand gently over your face. Your eyes are closed and you ask me to kiss you again. I get up from my cross-legged position and move to lie beside you. I move on top of you and plant a slow romantic kiss on your full mouth. You respond by bringing your hand up to the back of my neck as though to capture me here (like I'm going anywhere).
Our tongues dance across one another and we kiss deeply our breathing falling into rhythm together. You roll me onto my back and bring one leg over me. I can feel the heat from you as you press your self onto me. Our kissing becomes hungry and lusting. Soon kissing isn't enough to quench the hunger. I move my hands down your back to your butt. You press yourself into me again feeling me growing. You take your lips away from mine and proceed to run little circles with your tongue down my neck. I love the way your hair smells as it passes over my face. My hands are moving up your back underneath the fleece and under your soft cotton top to your warm smooth skin. I feel Goosebumps appear because my hands are a little chilly. I move my hands all over your back holding you close and applying pressure by your hips as though to scream at you to relieve the pressure.
You are more than interested at doing the same thing and roll off of me so you can get a better angle on my clothes. I fumble with the fleece as you try to work at my beltbuckle. As the fleece comes off it reveals you in the moonlight. I tell you to stay right where you are and that you look so beautiful right now. I ask you to take off your shirt still keeping you at an arms distance. You hesitate and look around but you realize that we are all alone out here and slowly teasingly remove your shirt. You go to move to me again but I stop you one more time. I ask you what you would want my hands to do if they could do anything right now. Your nipples are getting hard and I can tell that this is not what you had expected. You answer by giggling and trying joke it off. But I tell you to show me and you look in my eyes and know that I am serious. You start by turning around so as to keep me from seeing you and you run your hands over your back shoulders and your neck. Your left hand travels down your side gently passing over the soft supple edge of your breast down to your thigh.
I ask you to turn around and face me. You hesitate again but then turn and present yourself to me. You pass your hands over your breasts along the top of your chest and just as they go past you bring them together holding each breast firmly. Your nipples call to me I think and I move to you and take the right one in my mouth. It tastes wonderful and I am intoxicated by every little detail of it. I run my tongue softly all the way around it and then take it in my mouth and suck it deeply again. My other hand moves to your left breast and firmly takes hold of it.
I tell you not to touch me only to touch yourself. You take your hand off of my head and I lay you back onto the dock. You move your hands down your belly and rub your inner thighs through your sarong. I'm rolling your nipples between my thumb and forefingers while running my tongue up your neck starting at your shoulder. You press your hand into your crotch and I hear your breathing become erratic. I whisper to you to make little circles with your hand over your ****.
Our lips meet again and my hand travels away from our chest and pulls your sarong knot open. I move my hand onto yours and pass through the open sarong to your hot moistness. I keep my hand over yours so I have not touched you yet. I tell you to pleasure yourself wet and run my mouth down to your nipples again changing from one to the other. I feel your fingers becoming sticky with your passion juices and I tell you to put a finger into your tight hot ****. You moan as your first knuckle enters followed by the rest of your finger plus your middle finger. My hand is still pressed over yours making pressure as you buck your hips slowly to your fingers rhythm.
My mouth is hot on your breasts and I slowly start to kiss down your chest to your stomach taking time to trace the little peachfuzz of your belly button with my tongue. It's unbelievable how sticky my hand is getting as your tempo increases. It gets a little more difficult to avoid contact with your ****. Occasionally it slips off yours and brushes against your impossibly soft lips. I ask you if you like to masturbate. You answer yes through clenched teeth and heavy deep breaths. I ask you if you like to orgasm, again you answer yes this time a little more impatient. I ask you if you'd cum for me right now if I asked you to and without a heartbeat between you start to manipulate your **** with both hands pushing mine away. Both hands are working furiously on your ****, one is two fingers deep into it and the other is quickly rubbing your clitoris back and forth pinching it and kneading it with your fingers.
I move down between your legs to watch you get yourself off. I plant little kisses all up and down the inside of you legs rubbing each one of them as you continue to bring yourself to climax. I lift up your left leg and bring your toe to my lips (ever had your toes sucked?) and put your big toe in my mouth. The sensations run up your body and you start to moan and cry out. I can see your **** getting wetter and wetter. I can't stay away any longer and I suck on my right index finger and slowly insert it into the bottom of your **** while you continue to use all other parts of it. I increase the temp and our hands are working at different paces. I'm imagining the sensations you must be experiencing when you cry out. Your hands freeze up a bit and I take over sliding in another finger and placing my mouth over your juicy swollen clit. Four fingers inside you working for one common goal and you explode. I try to suck up all the ambrosia you have but you keep getting wetter and wetter. Your quite loud now and I don't for a second stop my assault on your ****. Sucking and nibbling at your swollen red lips that are wrapped around my finger.
You pull your fingers out and cling onto me as I curl my fingers upward inside you searching for your gspot. I pull them right to the soft ridges around the opening and then slide them with a smooth twist back deeply inside you. You're crying out for more and running your nails coarsely through my hair. Both your hands move to your breasts in an effort to quench your hunger. I slip in a third finger and start stroking where your Gspot is. My tongue has started dancing quickly over your clit. You taste so good I can't get enough of it. The sensation of vertigo and the openness of this all has taken you to a point of no return. You cry out my name and with your contractions on my fingers I know there is another wave coming. I increase tempo for a few moments and then slow it right down. You can't believe I'm doing this and tell me not to stop. It sounds so sexy coming from you in little breathes "don't stop don't stop".
I reach into the reservoir and get a little handful of water. Just as your cumming again I rub the cold night chilled water onto your clit and spank it lightly a few times. You erupt in a state of orgasmic madness and your ambrosia actually squirts from your **** onto me. I keep licking and sucking as best I can but your bucking is wild and dangerous. You thrash on the dock as you **** continues to pour out ambrosia. Gently I remove my fingers from you and try to kiss you deeply again but your lips are frozen in pleasure. You are shaking and take hold of me tightly. Finally we kiss again and all I can think of is how incredible life is sometimes presenting us with these opportunities.
 | |
|
| |
| |
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 6/20/2006 7:04:23 PM | I had got home from work one night and couldn't sleep so I turned on the tv and see and advert for one of those telephone dating lines. I decided to call it just for the heck of it. I got myself a free account all set up and was kinda nervous about the people I would be talking to. When I got a message from a woman on the man side. I had always thought about women before and had kissed a couple at drunken parties but I had never gone any farther.
The woman's name was Jennifer, she said she was 6' tall long blonde hair and just wanted to know if I was interested in going for drinks. I was intreagued, so I sent her back a message asking her if she wanted to connect live to exchange numbers. Next thing I knew I was talking to her, her voice was so sweet just talking to her was making me wet. Trying to picture her. She finally convinced me to go out with her for a bit. I took a quick shower, and put on my shortest skirt and cutest top. She was coming over to pick me up, I was daydreaming about the possibilites that night when the sound of a horn honking brought me back. I went out to meet her and sure enough she was beautiful as I pictured. She was also wearing a skirt and top. She got out of her car and shook my hand. "You look nice," she said "are you ready?" "I sure am, but where are we going?" "You'll see," she giggled. So I got her in her car, excited but scared because I knew I had no experience with a woman before and she had mentioned that she did.
We arrived at a very classy club that she liked to go to frequently. We sat down and started having some drinks. She pulled her chair next to mine, and as we were talking her fingers slid between my legs. She started at first just to rub, and smiled wickedly as she watched my facial expressions. Then she penetrated me with just one finger at first. Then 2 fingers, I was going to cum and she knew it. Then she stopped, took her fingers and licked them off. "yumm," she mouthed, then motioned for me to follow her. She took me to a room upstairs, where as soon as she closed the door she dropped to her knees, lifted my skirt and started giving me oral pleasure. Using her finger on my *lit and her tongue licking at me she said between licks, "I really had to taste you. I wanted you to cum on my face." She kept going, soon I couldn't keep standing and she could feel my knees going weak, so she laid me on the bed in the room, slipped off my skirt and continued to lap up my wetness. I was moaning, and soon my moaning got louder and I started to thrust. Then I came....It felt so good. She lifted her head and smiled, "that tasted good," she said "I know you haven't been with a woman before but just go with what would feel good for you."
She laid down on the bed, after she had taken off all her clothes. She had an amazing body. I straddled her, leaning in I kissed her. Her mouth tasted of me, but it was good. I started to lick her, from her neck and traced her body with my tongue until I got to her thighs. I spread her legs apart and stuck my tongue out touching her *lit with the tip of my tongue at first. Then I spread her lips apart and wrapped my mouth around her already wet *ussy like I had done it a hundred times before. She also tasted very good, it was amazing. I started penetrating her with my tongue. Then I slid a finger inside her. She said between moans and heavey breathing, "2 fingers". So I stuck a second one in, and started sliding them in and out, at first slow and then faster. "I'm cummmming," she screamed. Knowing this I again put my mouth on her wanting her to cum in my mouth. I licked her until she was vibrating and cumming.
Jennifer leaned over as soon as she caught her breath and opened the drawer next to the bed. In the drawer was a strap-on. I hadn't even stopped to ask what kind of a club we had walked into but then I realized I was so focused on her when we walked in that I didn't notice all the swingers playing and having fun. She noticed the look on my face, "Don't worry she said I had this room reserved for us and had them set it up so we could have some fun." She had put on the strap on while I was lost in thought. "I take it you have had sex with a man before?" she asked " I told her I had "and you have played with toys?" I nodded. "Then there is not much different from this, I just want to **** you." She took my hand, I slid off the bed and stood up, she bent me over. She licked her hand and lubed the strappy, and then slid it right up inside me. We got a good rythym going on, with her sliding in and out. Grabbing my hips, she was thrusting me...god it felt so good. "Yeah, take it as if it was a part of me." Then she sat in a chair in the corner and told me to ride her. I climbed on top and rode her, up and down up and down. I reached out and was holding her breasts as I was *ucking her. Yes, she was screaming, god yes....between the 2 of us, the heavy breathing, the moans...we were both in synch. She said I wanna watch your face when you cum. So I laid on the bed, and she climbed on top of me, sliding into me. I wrapped my legs around her and she was thrusting me. She was looking down at me, I moaned then grabbed her backside and started moving her faster feeling myself tighten I was starting to cum. Yes she said that's it cum on me baby. oh yes, that was amazing. We eventaully passed out, wrapped around eachother. The next morning when we were going our seperate ways she looked at me and said "I hope I can see you again sometime..." "You can count on it," I told her smiling. Knowing that I had found myself a sex partner, and what a partner! | |
|
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 6/20/2006 10:47:56 PM | Ok so that last one really did happen to me...it was very very awesome and I had to share it...This one, I have thought about writing romanc novels and this is from one of them.
Byron knew from looking at the beautiful red-head he had saved from the river that she came from a rich family. The way her skin was so beautiful, and pale with only freckles on the parts of her skin that he could see. They way her red hair was pinned up except for the pieces that had fallen out when she hit the water and was washed down the river. Her dress was a little torn, but he assumed that was from whoever had caused her to end up in the river. He watched her breasts rise and fall as she took air into her lungs, he was glad she was alive and was drifting in his thoughts about exposing those what he assumed to be pale breasts to the air, watching her pink nipples harden with the coolness. When she started to stir and finally awake.
"Where am I?" she asked confused "And who are you?!?" she sat up now not remembering what happened or who she was before those indians had come upon her and put her on the back of one of thier horses. She didn't know much at that point but she knew well enough that they were probably going to take her back to thier camp and take advantage of her. So, she fought her way off the horse, hitting the indian on the back of the head and in the process falling off the horse and into the river. Oh, she must have passed out. She was staring at this handsome man in front of her, long brown-ish hair, kind eyes and he looked very strong. He finally spoke to her, "I am Byron, Byron Cade. I was the one who pulled you out of that river, or you would have drown."
"Well for that I thank you, Mr.Cade" "Please, call me Byron," he told her, "and what's your name?"
"Funny thing Byron, I was just thinking I don't remember, you see..."and she began to tell him of what she did remember. "Well, sounds like you have been through a lot. And I do have to call you something. I spend a lot of time with the cheyenne indians so I am going to call you mahpe he'e, water woman. Because that's where I found you."
She thought for a moment, she knew she didn't like it but to argue with the man that saved her life probably wasn't smart. She hoped that this man could lead her to the next town, where maybe she would recognize something or somebody. She felt herself feeling tired, "Well Byron, I will live with that name and now I feel very tired, do you have any blankets?" "Well, m'lady I had no expectations of company, especially company as lovely as yourself," She felt herself blushing, "And so I have only 1 blanket but we can share it if you prefer, just to keep us both warm." It was a bit chilly and she did feel bad, not wanting to see him sleep without a blanket she agreed. He promised he would stay as far from her as he could.
They both laid under the blanket and fell asleep. When he awoke later that night she had ended up in his arms, he could smell her lovely hair which made his man-hood rise at the thought. He had never been with such a classy woman before. He became used to all the whores he bedded in the towns he passed and he knew she was no whore. His left hand moved to the ties on the front of her dress pulling them loose.
She woke with a start feeling him untieing her dress, she was about to object when she realized that she was in his arms. It felt so comfortable and so right there, like this strange man and her were meant to be somehow. She was liking what he was doing, she turned and looked at him, swept into his eyes he leaned in and kissed her passionatly. Feeling his tongue in her mouth she could feel that most private area tingling in an excting way. He untied her dress, and slid it off, then he began untieing her undergarments, cupping one of her breasts in his hand and playing with the nipple through this thin clothing. Feeling the nipple become hard with his touch was getting him very excited. He slid the top piece off of her shoulders now exposing both breasts. Beautiful, as he had imagined. So pale, so untouched. He didn't know what would happen to her after this night all he knew was that he wanted her now. He laid her down and opened up his buckskin pants, sliding her knickers down she was naked. He started kssing her body all over. Then just wanting to be inside of her, he put himself deep inside of her. He felt her body quiver with delite, as she was holding her breath between each thrust. She was so warm and wet, so good. He kissed, her continuing to thrust himself in and out feeling so good. He started moving faster, feeling her bucking under him. She was feeling such wonderful pleasure. She knew this was wrong but it felt so right. He could feel himself getting ready to reach climax, faster and harder he took her. She could feel him inside her, she was feeling her muscles inside her tighten around his man hood, and he could feel it too, this was it for him. Coming together, he laid on top of her breathing heavy as she was. He reached behind them and pulled the blanket over them where they fell asleep, keeping eachother warm all night long. | |
|
| |
| |
| |
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 6/23/2006 6:45:57 PM | This is something that someone sent to me that I love:
(darkened bedroom)
(window open -- light breeze)
i slide into the bedroom like a shadow....i see you sleeping on the bed.... a light smile is on your lips as you think of me....but your mind doesnt realize the thing your body craves is here in the room with you
i move into the room...closer to you....it hardens me to be this close to you....i lean down and kiss your ear lightly.....you moan ever so slightly but remain asleep....as you moan your body turns and you lay on your back.......i see the curves of your breasts
the night is chilled and the air in the room has taken a cool run but the blanket that covered you is now being pulled slowly to your feet... your legs creamy in the moonlight that streams through the open window....my c*ck starts to throb with desire.....
i move my light jacket off my shoulders and lay it quietly on the floor...
i lean over your angelic face placing my hand close to your mouth....i whisper into your ear... 'baby....wake up' you stir.........the smile fades as you slowly realize this isnt a dream and your eyes pop open in fright.....i put my hand over your mouth to keep you from screaming so you dont wake anyone else...
i lean down and kiss your warm mouth...our lips briefly touch as our tounges touch and then we are of the same mindset....
i put my lips on your beautiful breasts and suck your nipples till they harden farther...
your hands grab my shirt and it goes quickly over my head...my pants are quickly dropped to the floor... your hands grab my c*ck....my breath quickens with your touch...you rub me ever so gentely almost as to tease me...
i let you feel me until i am fully hard and then i lay you backwards onto the bed....i place my hands behind your knees and lift your legs into the air....your wet **** is exposed...i touch your p*ssy with 2 fingers.... my fingers go to your cl*t and circle it before they slide inside you....the need that you had intensifies.....i take my fingers in my mouth and suck on them till they are clean....
my c*ck leaks ever so slightly between your p*ssy lips as my c*ck moves closer.... you get chills waiting for the feeling of my hard c*ck to enter your tight p*ssy..... you look at me and beg me to put it in.....i move closer....
my c*Ck enters you as both of us moan softly.... i slide my c*ck in and out of you as your body builds towards release.....harder and faster... harder and deeper... the motion is maddening and we both want to cum but we try to hold it in because it feels sooo amazing...
as we rock with our bodies rubbing against each other.....we tense as both of us cum....your p*ssy contracts as my c*ck blows deep inside you with thick hot cum.......we continue to rock each other with my c*ck still inside you after the cumming stops...
i lean in and kiss you tenderly.....we smile and lay down together both bodies warm with the after-sex feeling...we hold each other and touch lightly with hands....
you drift off to a peaceful slumber in my arms......after a while i get out of bed so as not to wake you and dress quietly...the smile still on your lips....your hair tossed on the pillow in disarray.... i return the covers to their usual place....
i pick up the jacket and move to the window......looking back on she who i made love to so recently.....
and then i step out into the night........ | |
|
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 6/23/2006 7:59:24 PM | “Would you rather just make love?” he asked.
I reached up to cup his cheek in my palm, trace his jaw with my fingertips.
“Yes,” was all I said.
He joined me naked on the bed, all smooth skin and muscles, warm mouth open on my breast, artist’s hands stroking my skin. Then his mouth sought mine, his kiss demanding, a little frantic, his mouth forcing mine open, my mouth welcoming him inside. His lips soft, tongue wet, he tasted of coffee and tobacco.
I stroked his hair, his neck, the supple skin of his arms, strong shoulders and seasoned muscles of his broad back, sure and steady under my hands.
His knee parted my thighs and his fingers found me wet with need of him. He moved down my body, mouth finding me as he threw my legs over his shoulders and I cried out as his tongue flickered, his mouth sucked and nibbled, playing me like some lost piece of music. My toes curled into his sides and my thighs clenched. My hips moved in a rhythm I didn’t recognize. My hands found his at my waist. He held my hands as tightly as I held his and I cried out at the wonder he brought to me.
When he raised himself above me, I took his face between my hands and drew his mouth to mine. I opened my lips to his and tasted coffee and tobacco and a sweet musky scent-taste that I knew was my own.
“What is it you want?” he asked, his mouth against my ear, his knees forcing mine wider.
“You,” I breathed, “just exactly this,” I said as my hips rose to meet his first thrust and he found me, unerringly and was in me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his back. We fit together like we were carved from the same block of stone, hewn from the same tree, petals of the same flower.
Fingers clenched and clutching, mind inarticulate with the sensation flooding my body, I could only breathe and move and feel.
My hands followed the line of his back, smooth muscles under my hands, up and down.
His hands captured my wrists, pinning them away from my body as his mouth found mine and we matched thrust and stroke.
My fingers found his and we linked hands, lay there crucified on a bed.
Our movements became a dance, our breathing a matched set of woodwinds.
He let go of my fingers to hold my head between his hands, I buried my fingers in his hair.
“I’m going to come, do you want me to come in you? Do you want me in you?”
“Yes, yes,” I cried, I yelled.
Every one of my muscles convulsed and I heard him cry out his own release, his face buried in my neck. Slowly our bodies became our own again.
We lay like that for a time, he inside me and on top of me, and I kept my ankles locked at his back. He stroked the hair back from my face and I let my fingertips trace the outline of his eyes and nose and mouth.
“Incredible,” I whispered, “Are you alright with this?”
“Yes, are you?”
“Of course. I have been waiting years for you to make love to me.”
“You have?” His surprise was real.
“Yes.”
“You never said.”
“You never asked, and I think it never even occurred to you to ask. I wasn’t ready before.”
“You are now?”
“Oh, very much so.”
We lay together, side by side, my head on his shoulder, his arms keeping me warm. We were quiet for a time and there was no more need for words, there were too many words for us to ever express. He stroked my back, feather light fingertips warming my flesh.
“Fingers on skin are nice,” he whispered in my ear.
“Skin on skin is nice,” I whispered back.
I let my fingertips explore his chest, pebbled nipples, indentation of his navel, my nails raked lightly on his strong thighs. He groaned. My hand parted his thighs and my fingers stroked him, combing through the tangled wet hair around him stiffening against my hands. I followed with my mouth, first finding and sucking a nipple, then kissing down to his knees and back upwards to the top of his thighs with open mouthed kisses. Licking him from balls to tip I finally took him in my mouth and hands to stroke and suck. He gasped a surprised sound. He tasted of us both, a musky combination of warm and wet.
He sat up to take my face in his hands and kissed me, drawing me over him to straddle his hips. I took him inside again and ran my hands over his chest, kneading his shoulders. My hips found a rhythm with his. I leaned down to kiss him and he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close to him. His mouth grazed my ear.
“What do you want?” I asked.
His mouth still next to my ear, his breath warm and sending chills down my skin he replied, “I want to lick you, I want to lick the come off your ****, will you give me that? Will you give me your ****, let me have you.”
“Oh, yes,” I could barely whisper.
He pushed my shoulders so I was on my back again and his hands parted my knees, ran up my thighs and his head was between my legs that quick.
It was more frenzied, more beautiful, more tearing than the first time. Sounds came from my throat I didn’t recognize. I tore at my hair and clutched the bedspread under me as if it would anchor me against the way I felt like I was flying. I cried.
When he finally rose above me again and entered me, I wrapped myself around him and pulled his mouth down to mine to kiss. I pushed my tongue past his teeth and his mouth opened on mine to take me, then pulled back.
“I love how you taste with me all over you,” I murmured against his cheek. He groaned, a deep surrendering sound and buried his face in my neck. I held onto him, and our cries grew louder.
We lay again as one being, leaving small kisses and tastings against each others skin, avoiding as long as we could final separation. | |
|
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 6/23/2006 8:04:28 PM | | Across a dark and noisy floor, I catch your eye. Slowly I make my way through the crowd until I stand in front of you. "Hi", I say. "F*** you" you answer. | |
|
| |
| Let the music move you ........
Posted: 7/5/2006 4:56:35 PM | Myself and the young lady I was seeing at the time were at our favorite bar - the Rainbow, *the* best bluesbar in Ottawa.
Before we left, she had dressed according to our plan, including the modifications she had made to her skirt, as I had requested. She was cute as hell rather than beautifull nice figure, not particularly outstanding either way, except her hips were a bit wider than she would have liked - but it gave her a wonderous shape that I just adored .... the killer for me was her smile, and a pair of very big, very green eyes capped off with a mane of dark red just-past-the-shoulder hair. But the skirt she was wearing was a favorite of mine. It was a simple, classic a-line skirt - it cam to just below her knee, and showed her her ass and hips to advantage. She oozed sensuality and sexuality - she was sexier wearing jeans and a sweatshirt than most other women are in the latest from Victoria's Secret. She may have been wild, but she was still my lady, and she looked the part.
When we got to the bar, I assumed my customary position - in the back, half-leaning, half-sitting on a bar stool, with my back against the bar. From here, I could see the entire club, and watch the goings-on. She was in front of me, pressed back against me, and I had my arms around her waist. We sipped our drinks and listened to the tunes. (Tony Z was playing this night, if I recall correctly). It was a Saturday night, and the bar was it's usuall over-crowded self. We couldn't move if we wanted to - between the waitresses pushing their way towards the bar, a few feet to our right, to the other patrons moving around - either dancing, or trying to get a better look at the cute blond over by the window - we were constantly being jostled and knocked from one side or the other.
At some point in the 2nd set, I leand over and nuzzled her neck - gave it a gentle bite, and whispered to her "now".
She reached down behind herself, between us, and started stroking me - cupping my balls, and feeling for my****between the material. As she felt me getting harder, she started to whimper a bit and I could feel her ass wanting to grind against me.
"Unzip me" .... and I felt her hand fumble for my zipper and slowly start to pull it down. She was always very carefull at this point - I was hard as a rock, and the last thing she wanted to do was get me caught in my zipper - she was very well aware of the fact that I never wore any underwear.
Reaching in, she put her hand around my shaft and started stroking. I'm 6'2", and she was barely 5'2" - her hand was tiny, and my thickness made me her favorite handfull.
As I enjoyed her touch, I felt the urges come over me stronger and stronger - it was impossible for me to be in her presence without wanting to turn into an animal and just take her. But we were in public - *some* discretion was required.
Just a single phrase ..... "Prepare for me" ... was whispered to her.
She moaned, thinking about how dirty and nasty this was going to be - how embarassing it would be to be caught, but she trusted my judgement and knew that I would never allow her to do anything that would cause her harm or embarass her.
She wriggled her ass against me, holding my****in her hand. There was such a press of bodies around us that nobody could have possibly seen anything that was happening, unless their face was only an inch or two from my crotch.
She bent my****forward a bit, and stood on her toes and started wiggling - this is when the modifications she had made to her skirt for me came into play.
She had built a flap into the back of her skirt, the saem as what you would find in the front of a man's pair of skivvies .... and since we were in a dark club, and her skirt was black, it was utterly unoticable.
SHe moved my****around a bit, feeling for the flap, and I felt my****against her warm, sweet, soft ass. She moved around untill my****was in our favorite resting position - buried between her cheeks, straight up and hard, like a weiner in a hot dog bun.
As she moved up and down - very gently - it just looked to others like we were a couple enjoying each others company, and moving to the music. I leaned back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the music as she masturbated my****with her ass cheeks, enjoying the sensation, the environment, and her feel, knowing what was going to be comming next.
I raised my hand from her waist where I was still holding her, and very quickly gave her left nipple a little tweak through the stretched silk of her shirt. That was her signal.
She leaned forward just a bit, wriggled a bit more, and manouvered my****so it was against her anus .... and then slowly, deliberatly, as she straightened up and leaned aginst me again, she impaled herself onto me
I still held her - we were still leaning against each other, but now we couldn't be seperated by anything - I was entirely inside her. We didn't have to move .... with the jostling of the crowd, people moved us FOR us. And the entire time, she was milking my****with her spinckter, sucking on it like a baby with a bottle.
One or two songs like this was more than I could take. As I felt the pressure building up inside me, I pulled her to me as much as I could ... and as she felt me get even harder and thicker with excitement, and milked me faster and faster, untill I exploded inside her.
We stayed there, still holding each other, swaying back and forth to the music, satiated, untill my now exhausted penis retreated from inside her.
Again, slowly, she reversed the process - she took me in my hand, removed me from inside her skirt, and tucked me back in and zipped me up.
We stayed there for about another half hour or so, and went home to continue our activies - a very memorable night for the both of us. | |
|
| |
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 7/6/2006 11:12:06 PM | *the structure on this is weird..wrote it awhile back. Now that summer is here and I'm single the mad horndog hormones are taking over.
It's sort of finished. Was meant to originally be a 5 part series of a lifestyle path. Funny how some things just never seem to get finished*
========================================================
Her spirit was unchallenged. Desires known only to her had ravaged her mind from the beginning. Her soul was lost in amongst the helpless mortals she had been forced to live with. In an arrangement so ironic, much like that of Adam and Eve, she was at the mercy of the forbidden fruit.
She thought to herself as she reclined into her leather high back chair of the time she spent in the past desperately trying to find herself. She smiled as the thought of those last few years past. Her sex pulled tight to her body as though to shrink away from those experiences which had not enlightened her. How naive she had been.
She toyed with the thought for another moment and in her daydreaming the leather riding crop in her hand became an object of focus. How smooth the handle was, the length on it just right to deliver sharp snapping commands. She remembered the first time he had used it on her. He was so scared to hurt her that he had failed to inflict any sort of marking what so ever and when they were done he curled into her from the spoon position holding her as tight as he could and drifted off to sleep.
*past*
She stayed awake that night, the crop just out of reach as her arms were trapped in the affection of her lover. So new was this to both of them that neither knew what to expect, or do. She woke him the next morning with breakfast in bed and a warm oil hand job. She remembered smiling at him with lust and love in her eyes. He was so responsive, so caring. She remembered leaving the room to wash her hands after he had spewed his jism everywhere whilst moaning and screaming how good it felt.
When she came back he was nearly asleep again. The thought had lingered in her mind to let him sleep. She knew that eventually they would experience everything together that they so desired. A wicked smile passed over he lips and she let the leather crop snap down lightly onto her sex. His surprise had been more than genuine when she came back into the room. Matter of fact he had been shocked. Upon seeing him sleeping she just couldn’t help herself. She needed to try that crop out and since he hadn’t on her, she had to on him.
Climbing onto the bed beside him she struggled out of his grasp that threatened to take her to sleep with him. It had always been like that. Their bodies were like great suns that were pulling each other towards one another. Only that morning the pull had shifted to her favour. She smacked his hand away when he reached for her again. Then in a move that shocked her she reached out and gripped him forcefully by the hair.
He sprung awake and his eyes met hers with defiance. Quickly she brought her hand across his face with a loud slap. He was struggling to get off of the bed and assume a defensive position but she was on his shoulders and he failed to remove her in his weakened post orgasmic state. Her flesh stung as she lashed out again striking his face with even more authority than before. Eyes burning now with rage he yelled and screamed for her to stop it.
So exhilarating was the experience that she could not. She slapped him again and again repeatedly saying things to him that were speaking the very opposite of the action she was performing. “I love making love to you” slap “your****fills me like never before and your hands express themselves on my flesh like I have always dreamed hands could”
His face was reddened and he had turned his head from her trying not to look in her eyes but she reached out and pulled his chin towards her so she could see him.
Her lips longed to kiss him, to kiss the reddened cheeks she had given him. As she leaned down to bury her desire onto his lips he surprised her and struggled free.
He was across the room in a flash and put his back against the wall. He asked her is she liked that, if she liked to slap him. She answered that she didn’t know. As if her answer of uncertainty was less than acceptable he marched across the room and told her to slap him again. She reached out without thinking and smacked his face again. A tear had welled up on the corner of his eye and she felt her compassion rise. She wanted to kiss that tear to taste it’s salt, to drink him and feel him inside of her.
As she had raised herself from the bed he gripped her forcefully by the wrists. He pulled her off of the bed and sent her sprawling across the carpeted floor. Her sex throbbed at the physical force. The way his body moved when he was determined to do something. She tried to struggle to her feet but before she was able to he had taken her long sock from the floor and pulled her arms behind her back. With a force she had not experienced in a man he tied her hands tightly together. She was on her knees and her was exploding with sensation. This is what she had wanted him to do last night. This is what she had always wanted someone to do to her.
He took hold of her under her armpit and pulled her off the floor. Mumbling to himself about proving he was man enough to do this he pushed her over the back of the short chair that was in the room. She squirmed and struggled but inside she had released herself to him already. He told her that she was to get what she deserved and what she wanted from him. The crop was in his hand and he ran the supple leather down her back and over her buttocks. He walked around in front of her and let her look at him for a moment. His sex was becoming hard again and the veins were very visible. His breathing was quick as though he had scared himself. Stepping very close he pushed his half hard sex against her closed mouth. The scent of the oil and the slickness of his****made her sex burst in ambrosia. As she opened her mouth to receive him he pulled away and she felt the control she thought she had slip away.
The crop started cracking across her buttocks after a moment of total silence.
*present*
He had told her later that he was thinking about what he was about to do. That the thought of it turned him on so much he wasn’t sure if he could do it for fear that some unknown variable would ruin it for them.
They would laugh about that in the time to come she mused as her hand slid up and down her leather-covered sex. It had become a regular thing with them. The dominance had allowed them to unleash their most wild desires. The pain brought with pleasure only enhanced the people they had become. In some cases it had toughened them up and in other had brought about a compassion that neither had experienced before.
*past*
Up and down her ass the crop struck her. It was not the same as the night before she remembered. It was perfect. He had started slowly and without much pressure. Her hands tied behind her back had left her helpless and her moans of pleasure were not orchestrated for his pleasure but were genuinely hers.
He had stopped and ran the crop over her sex. The long thin graphite shaft that split her sex felt amazing. She could feel it twist and turn it whilst he was watching her sex become redder and more swollen. Behind her she could feel him pulsate. In the next moment she felt a surge of pleasure pour into her body. His hips pressed firmly against her ass and his sex flexed within her. He was whispering in her ear that she should remember what this feels like, that he wanted her to concentrate on this until it happened again.
With that she felt him begin to slide out. Her cries of protest went unnoticed and when she felt his swollen head pull from her clasping sex she felt empty. The only sounds were of his footsteps down the hallway through the open bedroom door.
*present*
In her daydream state she had pulled her leather panties of and placed a mirror in front of her sex. Her black glove covered hands rubbed her clitoris as she looked on in wonder. The sensation of watching herself while she dreamed of him often took her to realms of pleasure that not even he could take her to. An intimate self pleasure. With no emotions involved but the act of orgasm.
*past*
The silence had consumed her and she screamed out for him. Still hanging over the chair her breasts dangling against the rough fabric, her nipples were now tight and hard. The blood in them causing every touch of fabric to be pleasure/pain. She heard him enter at last. It had seemed like an eternity to her and the blood rushing to her head had begun to make her dizzy.
She felt the crop run up her back again and even though she didn’t want to feel more pain her sex opened again and ambrosia poured forth from it. It was a carnal feeling that she couldn’t resist. He laid the crop down on her back and she felt him move his hands through her hair. His lips came very close to her ear and she felt his hot breath. Her response was to moan softly hoping to entice his sex back into her. “I have wanted to give this to you for awhile now” his voice spoke to her. She felt something being brought around her neck and then it was tightened to the point the she felt some pressure in her head, like a light choke. She had known he wanted to give her this, as she loved her throat to be held while he entered her sex. She thanked him with soft whimpers of pleasure and had writhed her ass cheeks in the air to coax him into letting her show him her appreciation.
He was not swayed though by her beautiful buttocks dancing in the air. To her surprise he pulled roughly on the arms tied behind her back and brought her to her feet. His lips ravaged her mouth and his tongue probed deep into her tasting the whole mouth. She felt him press his hard sex between her legs and she bent at the knees trying to put pressure on it so she could feel it’s hardness between her thighs.
He stepped back and reached under her chin grabbing what was a ring on her collar. Pulling her forward to his mouth he kissed her one last time and then with a forcful jerk pushed her to her knees. His delicious smelling sex was right in front of her then and she opened her mouth to take it in. Her need to feel it in her grew steadily as he held her by the chin looking into her eyes.
| |
|
| Erotic Stories....what do you have???
Posted: 7/6/2006 11:21:58 PM | 17 at the peak of night's serene mornin shower of heavy rain under a street light with his back against the concrete driven amidst all livin in this suburbia as i love to ride and it was my fave for sure that night ..... | |
|
| |
|
| Page 10 of 13
|
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13 |
|
Home
login 
...
......