fzzy
03-14-2004, 12:45 PM
Yesterday was quiet, nothing had to be done and nowhere called my name or yours and so we spent time close together, nothing particularly sexual, but we touched here and there, held hands, snuggled a bit as we watched a video, even had a reasonably long and uninterrupted conversation together .... don't know how it happened, we never get to do that!
This morning, waking by your side, you still sleeping, looking dorky in such an adorable way and I wanted you so badly I could feel it in the back of my teeth. Your chest and shoulders called to me, what I could see of you having tossed the covers from your torso at some earlier moment. I was drawn to the flesh, not perfectly honed, but just the way that does it for me!
Tongue lightly lashing across one tiny nipple, pull back and experience the taste of you playing on my tastebuds. Kiss the center line of what would be a six pack if either one of us was that into you having one, breathe in the scent of you and let that hit against my visceral memory, reminding me of all the moments of closeness we share. Hand lightly touches your knee and the sensation of the coarseness of the hair there, I have to close my eyes to shut out some of the visual stimuli so I can deal with the overload coming into all my other senses and then smile as I hear your words, "Babe, you want something in particular?" Hear the smile, the teasing tone and the underlying hunger.
Love the way you think, move, touch, talk, breathe ... what can I say, years together and still you manage to enthall me. Love songs say silly things all the time and almost every one of them feels real because it's how I feel.
I touch your thigh, letting my fingers trace upward slowly, know the immediate affect because you cannot hide it. Such a turn on that you still can be excited so easily by my touch, the sight of me leaning over you, party covered by the nightgown I put on last night. Love the feel of the smooth satin against my skin, love the feel of your fingers as you slide the thin straps down my arms and expose my chest. Ummmmm, love the drag and pull of your lips against my hardened nipples, the slight scratch of facial hair that has not yet been shaven today.
Your fingers pinch and pull at the nipple that is free, reddening them from the pressure on them. My back arches to push my chest closer to you, loving what you do to me, the full concentration of your efforts still centered on my breasts which makes my body throb in all the other places. Feel the first drops of moisture slowly slide out and onto my clit. Such a slow torturous feeling leaves me rubbing my thighs tight together.
One short laugh escapes your lips, so masculine, so much the hunter knowing you have cornered your prey, fingers trace lightly at my waist, teasing me, taunting me, making me feel that kind of weightless feeling in the pit of my stomach and still the throb grows and increases as your kisses move to the side of my neck and ear. Shivers run up and down the length of my spine as your breath skitters across such highly sensitive nerve endings.
I touch you, lightly rubbing the pad of my thumb across the tip of your cock, feeling the precum, using it as lubrication, gently rolling back and forth across the hole, hear you moan your pleasure and then wrap fingers around the upper shaft, let the warmth of my touch settle into you.
Your fingers push between my lips to stroke my clit, feel how wet I am, shift to grind your palm against my clit and dip two long fingers inside me. Arching my back with the pleasure of this moment, you push at me, shifting us so I am no longer on top, then shift again and pull me up on hands and knees. Move rapidly to stand at the foot of the bed and pull me back to the edge, you push in deep, hard, fast ... the pressure inside is amazing and so complete, you draw back and thrust forward again, over and over pushing deeply inside me and then pulling almost free.
I hear your breath shorten, mine also is in short blasts, need you inside me! Fingers reach to flick and rub at my now fully engorged and throbbing clit, the other hand grabs one of my breasts and squeezed hard before moving back and grabbing one of my shoulders, pulling me hard onto you, I feel it, the edginess, the building tingle that begins to overpower all my senses until it is in full bloom. My body shaking with each wave washing over me and the feel of you still thrusting deep, in shorter strokes now, staying mostly inside me and just as the waves begin to subside inside me, feel the strength of your climax begin and am washed with the power of each spurt hitting me, filling me, our combined wetness coating you and running down the inside of my thighs. My body clings to our connection, holding it tight and using muscles to grip and release until all that you have to offer is spent.
You slide free of me, I fall to my side and with the last of your strength for the moment, you slide me back up the bed, coming with me and spoon up against me, whisper lightly in my ear that you need a few minutes and then you're going to really fuck me! I'm counting on that!
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This morning, waking by your side, you still sleeping, looking dorky in such an adorable way and I wanted you so badly I could feel it in the back of my teeth. Your chest and shoulders called to me, what I could see of you having tossed the covers from your torso at some earlier moment. I was drawn to the flesh, not perfectly honed, but just the way that does it for me!
Tongue lightly lashing across one tiny nipple, pull back and experience the taste of you playing on my tastebuds. Kiss the center line of what would be a six pack if either one of us was that into you having one, breathe in the scent of you and let that hit against my visceral memory, reminding me of all the moments of closeness we share. Hand lightly touches your knee and the sensation of the coarseness of the hair there, I have to close my eyes to shut out some of the visual stimuli so I can deal with the overload coming into all my other senses and then smile as I hear your words, "Babe, you want something in particular?" Hear the smile, the teasing tone and the underlying hunger.
Love the way you think, move, touch, talk, breathe ... what can I say, years together and still you manage to enthall me. Love songs say silly things all the time and almost every one of them feels real because it's how I feel.
I touch your thigh, letting my fingers trace upward slowly, know the immediate affect because you cannot hide it. Such a turn on that you still can be excited so easily by my touch, the sight of me leaning over you, party covered by the nightgown I put on last night. Love the feel of the smooth satin against my skin, love the feel of your fingers as you slide the thin straps down my arms and expose my chest. Ummmmm, love the drag and pull of your lips against my hardened nipples, the slight scratch of facial hair that has not yet been shaven today.
Your fingers pinch and pull at the nipple that is free, reddening them from the pressure on them. My back arches to push my chest closer to you, loving what you do to me, the full concentration of your efforts still centered on my breasts which makes my body throb in all the other places. Feel the first drops of moisture slowly slide out and onto my clit. Such a slow torturous feeling leaves me rubbing my thighs tight together.
One short laugh escapes your lips, so masculine, so much the hunter knowing you have cornered your prey, fingers trace lightly at my waist, teasing me, taunting me, making me feel that kind of weightless feeling in the pit of my stomach and still the throb grows and increases as your kisses move to the side of my neck and ear. Shivers run up and down the length of my spine as your breath skitters across such highly sensitive nerve endings.
I touch you, lightly rubbing the pad of my thumb across the tip of your cock, feeling the precum, using it as lubrication, gently rolling back and forth across the hole, hear you moan your pleasure and then wrap fingers around the upper shaft, let the warmth of my touch settle into you.
Your fingers push between my lips to stroke my clit, feel how wet I am, shift to grind your palm against my clit and dip two long fingers inside me. Arching my back with the pleasure of this moment, you push at me, shifting us so I am no longer on top, then shift again and pull me up on hands and knees. Move rapidly to stand at the foot of the bed and pull me back to the edge, you push in deep, hard, fast ... the pressure inside is amazing and so complete, you draw back and thrust forward again, over and over pushing deeply inside me and then pulling almost free.
I hear your breath shorten, mine also is in short blasts, need you inside me! Fingers reach to flick and rub at my now fully engorged and throbbing clit, the other hand grabs one of my breasts and squeezed hard before moving back and grabbing one of my shoulders, pulling me hard onto you, I feel it, the edginess, the building tingle that begins to overpower all my senses until it is in full bloom. My body shaking with each wave washing over me and the feel of you still thrusting deep, in shorter strokes now, staying mostly inside me and just as the waves begin to subside inside me, feel the strength of your climax begin and am washed with the power of each spurt hitting me, filling me, our combined wetness coating you and running down the inside of my thighs. My body clings to our connection, holding it tight and using muscles to grip and release until all that you have to offer is spent.
You slide free of me, I fall to my side and with the last of your strength for the moment, you slide me back up the bed, coming with me and spoon up against me, whisper lightly in my ear that you need a few minutes and then you're going to really fuck me! I'm counting on that!
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