Message-ID: <16011eli$9810042017@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/16011.txt> From: Anonymous <nobody@earth.wazoo.com> Subject: To Have and To Hold - Sunset Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Mail2News-Info-Url: http://www.replay.com/mail2news/ X-Mail2News-Error-To: abuse@replay.com 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: <199809280256.CAA03095@earth.wazoo.com> To Have and To Hold (Interludes) - Woody Priapus <double-u pee are eye a pee you es at nym dot alias dot net> Sunset She sat upon the bed, bathed in setting sun light. Legs folded, ankles crossed, hands clutching ankles, chin upon her chest, she rocked slowly back and forth. I stood still in the doorway, trying to hear what moved her, trying to see what expression she wore behind her veil of hair. Quietly I slipped out of my clothes, and stepped gently through the swirling sunset mote. She didn't acknowledge the disturbance as I clambered over the bed and sat close behind her. I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her tight, covering her hands with mine, lay my chin upon her shoulder and together we rocked. I closed my eyes and wondered if I could dream her dream. After a while, I felt her hands slip from beneath mine. She clutched my fingers and drew my hands to her lap. Gently closing my hand, she grasped the forefinger and pushed it down into her crotch. I neither aided nor hindered her as she manipulated my hand like a newfound tool. I marveled at the firm yet delicate way she bent it to her purpose. I felt the tip of my finger part the coarse thatch of hair between her thighs and press against the flesh beneath. Delicately she drew my finger in slow circles, pushing and probing, until I felt the hair beneath being pushed aside. The flesh beneath my finger began to moisten, and she pressed harder. I felt the tip of my finger slip beyond a portal to even softer flesh awash in hot fluid. As if it were a ladle, she pulled my finger up over the moist cavern to bath the firmer flesh in the juices mined below. As we rocked together, I was being fascinated by the landscape explored through the tip of my finger. A delicate, yet pungent, scent wafted through my reverie; its spicy tendrils curled themselves around the most primitive parts of my brain and the flesh between my legs began to lengthen and swell between us. I held her tighter, afraid the tumescent thing throbbing against her back would become a barrier prying us apart. I sensed a change in her rhythm, and the purposeful hand that guided mine, now simply clutched it. I placed my thumb over the fleshly promontory and gently squeezed. She cried out, and I covered her blossoming cunt with my hand and continued to strum her clit with my thumb. Her body writhed in my embrace. She arched, legs folded beneath her, her head thrown back on my shoulder. I felt her prying at my thumbs, bending them, until my grasp was torn away from her crotch. We collapsed in a sprawling heap. I fought to focus my eyes on the ceiling; then turned on my side, head on my elbow, and gazed out the window beyond her pale silhouette. The sun was now a huge bonfire on the horizon. An arm detached itself from the shapely shadow before me, and groped my way. Scooting over, I pressed my chest against her back, cupped her bottom with my lap, felt her clamp my arm under hers and between her breasts, inhaled the scent from her hair and dreamed while she dreamed. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>