Hey everyone, one of the things i enjoy doing my spare time is writtihing fetish etc stories or stories trying to recreate momenets in my life here is one tell me what u think
The rising sun bathes the room in brilliant, warm reds
and golds. The silence is punctuated only by the
chirping of birds. I feel your presence so close to
mine. I listen to your rhythmic breathing as you wander
in the world of dreams. Peace wraps me securely. I
turn in your arms to gaze upon your sleeping face,
my mind storing each feature for future memories of this
time we have had together. Fully cognizant that today
we must part not knowing when, if ever, we shall be
together again, I want to absorb as much of you as
possible; to have the mental images available at a
moment's recall; to have the memories there to buoy me
when I need it.
You stir. The last images of your dream dissipate as
you slowly awaken. Our gazes lock --communicating more
than spoken words could say. Our bodies register the
sensuousness of each other -so conscious of the
pleasures we have shared. You draw me closer to you.
You slowly cover my mouth with yours, the gentle kiss
imperceptibly becoming more tempestuous as our
tongues explore and twine about each other. With a
playful passion, I suck your tongue into my mouth,
tweaking it with my lips; my own tongue caressing yours.
Probing. Tasting. Licking. Our tongues ignite
desires.
My hand slides under your arm. My fingers lightly
tracing your spine....running small circles around each
ridge ... inching downwards. My fingers telegraphing
to my mind tactile memories of your body, its shape, its
feel. I press closer to you. My pliable breasts
pressing against your chest. The firmness of the
erect nipples rub against you as the gentle motions of
my large breasts massage you.
Our breathing gives audible evidence of the desires
we are feeling for each other --the patient urgency felt
deep within. As I press closer, I feel your erect member
slide between my thighs, rubbing gently against my own
erect button. My hips gyrate; my thighs closing to
grasp you. We move together ever so slowly, our kisses
deepening, emulating the motions of our hips.
I feel the stirring within myself, the nerves sending
electric signals of awareness to my mind. No longer do
I particularly think of what we are doing. Rather, my
body just surrenders to the signals --it automatically
responds. Giving. Taking. Your hands arousing me,
time has seemed suspended. All that exists is the need
to give you as much pleasure as I can while accepting
the pleasures you offer to me.
Warmth spreads through me. I feel the moisture
seeping from me as the inner cavern responds, preparing
the pathway to total fulfillment. You slowly roll on
top of me. My legs wrapping around your hips.
I feel you sliding up and down in the groove -
- each stroke sending warmth throughout my body. You
slowly begin to probe the damp inner causeway. Entering
shallowly at first; withdrawing. Each penetration a bit
deeper than the one before. My inner muscles clamp on
your member. Drawing it in deeper --hips thrusting to
meet you. Wanting you fully within me. Yet .... you
tease.
My legs have risen higher -- now resting behind your
shoulders. My hands sliding along your body -- urging
you to give me pleasures I am eagerly willing to allow
myself to feel. As you press more fully into my, my body
quivers. A small gasp of pleasure escapes my lips. I
kiss your neck, licking the drops of sweat that have
begun to form. Tasting you, my body responds as I never
knew possible. I thrust myself upwards, taking you into
me as deeply as possible. My knees holding you there,
my muscles stroke --clenching --releasing --creating a
suction upon your member --drawing on you. My hands
slide further downward --reaching between us to pet your
quivering orbs.
Time is suspended. How long we lie like that
unknown. No outward movement reveals the deep-seated
explosions within us. Escalating sensations bear us
along on waves of elation. My legs relax their hold
upon you and you begin to thrust into me ... my hips
rising and falling in cadence. All that exists are
consummation of the desires to experience the beauty of
physical love. Torrents of warm moisture drench your
pounding member as my body arches in a climax. My moans
of delight fill the room as tremors ripple through my
body. My muscles spasmically gripping you --I urge you
to release yourself -- to fill me with your own fluids
... wanting to feel it spreading upwards, merging
with mine.
You thrust deeply and release. I drawn on your
member, wanting every last drop as our mouths again seek
each other ... a final kiss of fervor as our bodies
mutually absorb each other.
Drained, we lie together. A closeness that can never
be erased. We have voyaged pathways to Euphoria that
few have felt. We have merged and our bodies acted and
reacted as though permanently joined. You hold me
close. We stroke each other. Words are not needed.
There are no promises to be made; no memories to be
forgotten. Our minds register each moment - each
sensation - each other.