Message-ID: <eli9703181208@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/year97/487851> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: "K.Reber" <krreber@ix.netcom.com> Subject: At Dawn At Dawn..... It was nearing dawn. The sunlight was beginning to creep across the sky, blazing it with pink and orange. He looked over at her in the tangle of bed sheets. She was beautiful. One arm stretched over her head, her face turned to the side. Her dark tangle of hair lay across the pillow, her mouth parted slightly. The top of the sheet pulled over her breasts and the bottom revealing her smooth legs. Lightly he brushed his fingertips over her shoulder, she moved a little her leg brushing against his. He smiled and pressed his mouth to her neck. A small sigh escaped her and she turned her face toward his. He inched the sheet down moving his mouth to the exposed flesh. She giggled. “You faker,” he accused continuing to nibble along her breast. “I wasn’t faking anything, you never asked me if I was awake,” she ran her fingers through his hair. Occasionally smoothing one fingertip over the top of his ear down to the fleshy part of his lobe. “A mere technicallity,” he heard her moan slighty as her took her mouth. She closed her eyes enjoying his weight pressed against her, almost on top of her. His arms were around her, his hand stroking her cheek and her upper thigh. She felt his erection pressing against her. She shifted slightly so it was touching her slit. He moaned and rolled, so she was on top of him. Her breasts flattened against his chest. He pushed her legs apart with one of his, his cock brushing against her moist pussy. She moved back slightly, so it touched clit. She was going to sit up so she could slide his cock into her. “You’re impaitent this morning,” he grabbed her wrists above his head, pulling her down onto his chest again. She wasn’t detoured, she pressed kisses onto the base of his throat and chest. Brushing his chin with her tongue. Not quite able to reach his mouth, unless he were to sit his chin on his chest. She ground her hips against his. “Not yet,” he pinched her lightly. “Oww, that wasn’t very nice,” her whisper sounded more like a purr than a protest. He laughed from deep inside, she could feel it rumbling from his chest. “Poor baby,” he moved his thumb over the slight red mark he’d left. “Hush now,” she batted his thumb away. “You’re usually not this slow in the morning.” “You’re usually not this impaitent,” he replaced his hand firmly on her hip. “Only because I want you to fuck me,” she resumed kissing him where she could reach. “Say that again,” he demanded huskily. “Only because I want you to fuck me,” she whispered her need below his ear. With a swift sudden motion she found herself on her back. He had her hips cradled in his hands, her legs spread open resting on his shoulders. Her hands were free, but he still bound her to him. He kneeled moving her hips closer to her face, her knees were around his shoulders now. She felt his tongue slide around her inner thigh, closing her eyes imagining where he would go next. Next he would push her back down again, to bite that senstitve spot behind her knee. The one that always made her nipples tighten, whether in anticipation or just because it gave her tiny shivers she couldn’t tell. But she liked it. His tongue dove into the tightness of her pussy, up and down. He took his teeth and moved over her clit. She moaned. He took her hands and put them on her breasts, guiding her to squeeze them. She was drowning. He was pulling her under a wave of need and desire and her own wantoness. She could feel herself about to come. “Now,” she hadn’t realized she’d spoken aloud. Her plea was a broken cry of need. He continued his beautiful torture. Sliding his tongue in and out of her, over her pouty lips and clit. Sucking on her clit while he pushed her finger into her. Her hips bucked rythmically against his hand and face. Just watching her was making him harder. He could feel his groin tightening, a sure sign. “Now,” she said again. “Please... now... I need you inside of me.” She was begging. He always reduced her to begging. Easily he lifted her into a sitting position, facing him. His cock pointing like the arrow on the compass, straight to her. Always straight to her. She scooted closer into the V of his legs. He helped her onto the top of thighs, she guided his cock into her, wrapping her legs around his back. His mouth found hers, he took it as his own. Their tongues brushing and mingling. Sliding against eachother. Her hips rocking back and forth with his. He took possesion of her soul with his gentle but demanding kiss. He felt her stiffen before her tight pussy started spasming, and squeezing his cock. Tiny tremors racked her body, he could feel it in his own. The pressure from her intense orgasm gave way to his own. She could feel his warm come shooting into her. Instinctively she squeezed her legs tighter around him. Bringing him closer. There was more coming, she felt it run down to her inner thighs. She felt one last burst from him, before he was still beneath her. His mouth was pressed into her shoulder as he was slowly catching his breath. She laid her head against his hair, stroking his shoulder. His eyes were heavy, he wanted to lay down with her in his arms and sleep again. As if she’d sensed what he wanted she slowly slid off of him, and pressed a gentle kiss to his mouth. He lay down and she crawled into his arms, pulling the sheet back over them. Her steady breathing was the last he heard before he drifted in to his own slumber. -- Story Submission: <URL:mailto:story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Moderator Contact: <URL:mailto:story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Newsgroup FAQ: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/faq.html> Archive site (could be better): <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/>