Message-ID: <4674eli$9710061807@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/4674.txt> From: shvkbrar@aol.com (Shvk Brar) Subject: Just another night [M/F Oral] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail 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> X-Original-Message-Id: <19971006170101.NAA01363@ladder01.news.aol.com> Just another quickie from me - feedback as always appriciated. :) The candles sent shadows casting around the far walls of the room, they flickered and danced, swaying to their own tempo. The music was soft, a low gentle sound that soothed the mind, and put the body at ease. Two forms moved in the shadows, on a bed framed by four large oaken posts. The carvings on the posts wrapped around and up, exquisite craftsmanship, that was gone one moment, and returned the next, as the soft light caressed the wood. The comforter was there, lying at the foot of the bed, a crumpled heap that climbed upwards towards the bed. The sheets, soft white satin, lie in soft moutains, near the foot, the last ridge between the lovers and the comforter on the floor. His body was lower against, her's, his head moving up and down between the slope that was between her legs. In the soft shadows, her breasts rose and fell in time to labored breathing, and somewhere a soft moan could be heard. Her hair was spread out like a halo beneath her head on the pillow. Her lips, mouthing a soft "O" in the candle light. Her eyes half lidded with the desire coursing through her body, she gasped again, her back arching, breasts thrusting into the cool air, yearning to be touched, caressed, and squeezed. "Oh," she gasped again, her hands reaching out to grasp the sheets. Her hips rose to his seeking lips, seeking fulfillment. "Yes, oh, that's good," she breathed, and then lifted her head to watch his efforts. Another shock went through her body, and her head fell back, followed by a gasp and a shudder. He loved to perform like this for her. There was nothing more erotic to him than the sweet taste of a woman on his lips, her scent in his nose, and the sight of her body, writhing in pleasure, laid out before him. She had moved her legs up, placing the heels of her feet on his shoulders, and this prompted him to work harder, knowing that the more aroused she became, more she would open to him. He lapped at her sex, sweet honey flowing along the pink folds, enjoying the taste, savoring it like a parched man would a glass of water. He could hear her moans, hear her encouragement of "Yes, there!" and "Ooooooh God!"; he could feel his own arousal, throbbing and hot, the satin sheets cool and smooth to the touch, sending pulses through his groin. She was drenched with desire, the sweetness flowed out of her, covering his face, and her sex, even slickening her thighs and flowing down. Her calls to him grew louder, her moans more horse. "So good...sooo damn good!" she chanted, hips moving in the rythm with his mouth. She bit her lip and shivered through a tiny tremor, a small orgasm that she knew told of bigger things to come. He saw her shiver, heard the groan, he tasted her as she came, drinking in all she had to offer. With a finger, he teased her, prompting gasps and moans. "Don't tease!" she begged, but he knew she enjoyed it still. Around the edges of her sweet treasure, through the folds, to rub at the very opening of her tunnel. Her hips bucked, and she pleaded, "Oh, please, baby, do it - I need it!" He dipped it into her, feeling her contract around his finger. She worked those muscles everyday, practicing while she waited for him to come home. He slid it in, further, working against her muscles, the tight slickness contrasting. He watcher her quiver, and shudder again - the sign of yet another climax. His finger in to knuckle, twisting and turning, rubbing inside her, he moaned and licked her again, the lust burning in his eyes. "Another, put another in, " she whimpered, thrusting her hips against his finger and tongue, "So good...oh so good, make me cum, honey!" He slid another in besides the first, her moan echoing in the corners from her, her fingers running over her own nipples, lightly pinching and squeezing, giving them the caressing she yearned for. Another finger probed gently at her ass, already wet from her dripping sex, his finger slide in slowly, working with her wetness deeper into her rear. She bucked, thrusting her ass back down on his finger, taking it to the knuckle inside her. Her thighs clamped around the sides of his head, her hips bucking, thrusting, fucking his fingers and tongue, her moans and gasps nearly screams and shrieks of pleasure. "Yes, yes, yes!" she called out, spasming on his fingers, hips fucking against his digits furiously, forcing him faster, and deeper. "Oh my....oh my! Cumming! There! Ohhhhhhh, Yes!!" She exploded, a scream that took some time before dying from the room. Her lovely taste flooded his mouth, fingers, everywhere, bathing his efforts in the glory of a massive climax. He lapped her up, tenderly, licking up her wetness as she throbbed around his fingers. And they laid there for some time, his tongue tenderly stroking her, his fingers filling her up, and occassionally he would watch her twitch and shudder, the aftershocks drifting through her beautiful drained body. ~fini -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /