Message-ID: <6409eli$9712151627@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year97/6409.txt> From: Jove <jove@cadvision.com> X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Another excerpt from "Alexa" 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: <3494926D.63@cadvision.com> ****WARNING***** This is adult material, so you know what to do...or not do. ;) Please do not repost without permission from yours truly. -- Another excerpt from "Alexa". I'm on Chapter 12 right now and got writer's block. Joy! Well, anyway... -- "Alexa2" by Jove Alexa smiled in her sleep, dreaming of a wonderfully hard, hot, hairy lover keeping her locked in his arms even as he slept. Then her smile widened when she felt the rough scrape of a beard stubble on the back of her neck and fingers pulling at her panties for her lover's feet to complete the task and push them down her legs. Then rough male hands were alternately squeezing and soothing her aching breasts. Her breath hitched in her throat at the moist press of hot lips on her skin, setting off miniature fireworks on each of her nerve endings. The smooth, erotic feel of teeth sent shivers coursing through her body and a moan throughout the room. Alexa's hands came up and landed on the much larger hands on her breasts, pushing them harder on her flesh. Still foggy with sleep, she dragged one of his hands up to her lips and sucked his middle finger into her mouth. Her lover bit her reflexively, but it wasn't painful, only more stimulating. His surprised breath rushed between his lips, burning her skin. Guy fought for air, feeling the strong suction of her mouth on every part of his body. His rock-hard erection pressed against her buttocks. And suddenly, his finger in her mouth wasn't enough. He wanted more, a hell of a lot more. He wanted his tongue in her mouth. He wanted her to suck on his tongue like she was doing to his finger. Then he wanted that wet, hot mouth to go lower, much lower, until it wrapped around his cock and sucked him until he couldn't hold a single thought in his head, let alone move a muscle. Any muscle. Alexa knew she wasn't dreaming the moment that middle finger was pulled from her mouth and male hands pushed her so she was lying flat on her back and looking up into a pair of searing topaz orbs. He caught both her wrists in one hand and kept them imprisoned above her head. The fingers of his other hand tangled in her hair. Her groan reverberated off the walls when he shoved a hard thigh between hers and ground her soft, drenched sex against it. She was helpless to stop her hips from undulating. She wanted so much to run her hands down his body and grip his buttocks that her palms itched. Guy could feel her struggling against his hold, wanting to free her hands. He only tightened his grip and brought his mouth down to hers, bruising her lips. He forced his tongue deep into her mouth, aiming for the back of her throat. He felt her thrust back, curling her tongue around his, dueling erotically with it. Her hips moved more and more frantically, pumping against his thigh, trying to grab hold of that absolute pinnacle. His name was a hoarse cry. Guy felt her body suddenly tense when she seized it and went over it. He swallowed her sobs and experienced a rush of arrogant male satisfaction when her wet heat gushed against his skin. She had shattered and minutes later, the debris was still falling. Guy rested his entire weight on her, rubbing his entire length against her, ruthlessly wanting to arouse her all over again. He put his mouth over the mark he had branded her with the last time, sucking at it strongly to intensify his stamp on her. Guy hauled her hands up to the headboard, curling her fingers around the wood. Alexa understood. She could feel his strong will commanding her. She gripped the headboard fiercely, not letting go. Broken cries erupted from her when he lifted up a bit to dip his fingers into her slick heat and coated her nipples with her own essence. She already had climaxed, yet the incredible tension and pressure attacking her nerves and senses made it feel as if it hadn't even happened. In the far back of her mind, Alexa thought that if he continued on his course, she would soon humiliate herself by melting into a puddle beneath him. She didn't, though. She gave a muffled scream instead when he washed her breasts with long, slow strokes of his rough tongue. That was all it took for her to come again. It was several long minutes before she recovered enough to form his name on her tongue. "Guy," she panted. It was a plea. His lips trailed over her clavicle. "G-Guy." His mouth opened over her throat. "I w-want you in my mouth." The heat of embarrassment was insignificant compared to the inferno she felt from skin-to-skin contact with him. Guy gritted his teeth and froze. He couldn't have heard her right. He was probably aroused beyond the point of sanity. He wanted more than anything to feel her mouth around his cock, and because of it, he was hearing things he wanted to hear. "Please, Guy," she breathed. His body shook. A low, strangled moan escaped him to be muffled against her throat. "Baby, you don't have to-" "I want to," she insisted, twisting and writhing beneath him, wanting to feel him against every part of her body, her fingers still locked on the headboard in a death grip. "I want you. Now." He impatiently moved up to straddle her shoulders. The tip of his enormous erection just grazed her lips, as if he wasn't still sure if she really wanted to do this. Alexa made a sound in her throat, threw her arms about his waist, and opened her mouth wide to take as much of him inside as she could. Guy groaned. He grabbed handfuls of her hair, wanting to make her take more of him, but not willing to push her further than she was willing to go. Sweat poured down his face and body and onto hers. The tip of her tongue rimmed the broad head of his penis several times before dipping into the centre to taste the few drops of his pearly fluid. Alexa relaxed all her muscles for a second before engulfing him, swallowing him down her throat. Guy began to pray to God and all the angels and saints. He held her head tightly in his hands, moving it in rhythm with his thrusts until her mouth was moving up and down his erection. It took only a few thrusts before he could feel himself about to come. He pulled back, but her fingers only dug deeper into his buttocks, not releasing him. Alexa felt his body tense almost unbearably just before he ejaculated down her throat. Shudders racked his body as she swallowed, and kept doing so until he was drained and satisfyingly languid. His body limp and satiated as it had never been before, Guy moved off of her. He fell heavily on the bed, half on her and half on the mattress. The covers had been kicked to the bottom, but he didn't bother with them. They were both still feverish and much too spent to crawl down and drag the sheets up. Guy flipped onto his back. He could hear the both of them breathing heavily, struggling to get oxygen into their raw lungs. "That wasn't just sex," he rasped. Yes, it was. Alexa shooked her head. "No," she whispered complacently. "It wasn't." He reached out and laced her fingers with his. He brought the back of her hand up to his mouth and kissed it. "C'mere," he urged, tugging on her hand. She shook her head again, resisting him, managing a strangled laugh. "I can't." Amusement flickered in his eyes. "You flatter me. I can't, either, baby," he murmured, his lips moving on the back of her hand. "I just want to feel you on top of me." Alexa rolled over and let him lift her on top of him, allowing her curves to fit against all his hard, muscled planes and angles. Her limbs felt heavy, as if drugged. But it was a nice sensation. Her sigh mingled with his. She rested her cheek on his broad chest, her fingers combing the dark hair there. His strong heartbeat pounded a decelerating cadence beneath her ear, lulling her into a drowsy stupor. 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