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Subject: {ASSM} The Storm (MF, Rom)
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Date: Wed, 26 Aug 2009 01:10:02 -0400
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(c) 2009 Victor Echo

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are
used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead,
undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales
is entirely coincidental.

Author's note: It has been a while since I have written anything.
Hopefully I have not forgotten how.  Drop me a note and let me know
what you think. Thanks for reading and thank you for your comments.
I am also online at http://storiesonline.net/auth/Victor_Echo

The Storm (MF, Rom)

The wind had been whipping the branches against the window for a
while, but the rain had only just started falling in large, fat
drops against the glass driven by the storm.  The first crack of
lightning made him jump in the chair; the second killed the power
to all the electrical devices in the room.  Only the soft glow of
the laptop, showing the radar of the storm was left for
illumination and he quickly set about shutting that down in case
the laptop was needed later.

She was standing near the window, watching the rain as he got up
and moved to stand behind her.   He took her weight as she leaned
back against him letting his hands slide across her stomach
before easily slipping under the loose top she wore in the house
that was already warm with the heat of the day and now unlikely
to cool much more until the electricity was restored.

They did not say anything as her hands moved to cover his, her
fingers tracing the lines of the bones in his hands.  They
watched the storm roll across before them like a movie playing on
a cinema screen.  He started moving his hands, slowly, and with
no real purpose other than to touch her, to feel her.  He had
done it before, taking comfort in her presence to ease his own
fear of the storm and she could feel his state, tense, forcing
himself to relax as another bold of lightning split the night and
rattled the glass in the old house.  He could feel her, more than
hear her sigh as his hands moved up and across her ribs before
sliding under and cupping her breasts, supporting their weight
while he let his thumb and finger roll her rapidly hardening
nipples back and forth, causing her a sudden intake of breath as
her hands pressed harder against his, demanding his attention as
she pressed her body more firmly against him, feeling his tension
shift and change.

He bent down, gently kissing her ear hidden slightly in her hair
and using his chin to move the hair aside so he could nibble the
earlobe, drawing a stronger sigh from deep inside her as her ass
began to press rhythmically against him. She turned her face
towards him, their lips meeting and their tongues dancing
together as the old friends they were.  His hands became a little
more forceful and her moans are echoed in their mouths as she
encourages the rougher treatment of her breasts for a time.  He
slipped free his right hand to slide down her body, slipping
under the waist band of her lightweight bottoms and over the
slick material of her panties, across the top of her thigh.  He
ran a teasing hand over her leg, before drawing his nails gently
up the firm flesh of her thigh and across her mound letting one
finger slip down between her legs causing her to stager slightly
and her kiss to intensify as she grabbed his arm, not to stop him
but to help support her weakening legs. She breaks the kiss and
throws her head back against his shoulder, her breath coming
rapidly, almost in time with the stroking of his finger across
her sex, each touch like a bolt of lightning through her body.

She cannot remember a time when he was not here, when he could
not excite her by his presence.  To have him actually touching
her, with no restriction, no rules and no reason to leave was
almost more than she could handle and she leaned against him
heavily as the first light wave of pleasure rolled through her
body.  He held her while he watched her face and the emotions
rolling over it, the pleasure, the desire, and the raw lust as
she twisted her body around, freeing her breasts from his
ministrations was almost painful but she had to kiss him. Not a
gentle, friendly kiss, but the kiss of a lover who had decided
she was no longer afraid of where they were or where they might
be going.  Willing to live for the moment and take full advantage
of this for fear it might be little more than a storm fueled
dream.

She flung her hands around his neck, pulling herself close
against him, feeling his excitement as she let him feel hers and
kissed him strongly.  She willed her passion into him and felt
his passion flow into her like a great wave of energy.  She had
always considered his kisses to be dangerous, but she had
forgotten how dangerous they were as she felt herself washed away
in them.

He kissed her back, returning her passion with his own, pent up
through years of waiting and wondering.  He held her close, no
longer afraid.  He could feel her moving against him, her passion
filling and exciting him, her kisses as delicious as he
remembered them; touching parts of him he had long forgotten
about.  Places where the dark lay.  A sudden wind blew through
and forgotten light replaced the dark.  His skin was pebbled in
his desire, her hands doing things with back of his neck that no
one but her had ever done.  His passion grew and his body
responded, pressing harder against her lithe form.  He wanted
her.  She was no simple conquest but a treasure to be enjoyed
many times over in mutual pleasure.

She took the upper hand, her kisses trailing along his jaw and
across his neck, a deep sigh of satisfaction coming from deep
inside of him and a groan of pleasure and frustration as he
realized she was in control and not about to let up until she had
touched him in places she had only dreamed about.  She quickly
removed his shirt, planting small kisses across his naked chest,
her fingers dancing teasingly over his nipples, her lips
following her fingers and making him groan again as his body
shook in his passion.  She played with him and made him hers. 
She traced the muscles of his shoulders and his upper chest with
her fingers, teasing him as she did, her kisses flashing over his
body as light as air but burning his core every time they landed.
 He fought the urge to pull her towards him, his own hands
hanging at his side, his frustration manifested in the half-moons
his finger nails had dug into his palms as he tensed and relaxed
in turn under her touch.

Her touch turned serious as her hands moved over his rampant
erection, causing him to groan and her smile seemed to light the
darkened room as she looked up at him and kissed him again,
pressing herself against his body to let him know how much she
was enjoying this too.  He started moving his hands over her
back, pressing and massaging and she was tempted to let him
continue but fought her desire and returned to him, undoing the
shorts he still wore and letting them drop to the floor, pulling
the briefs under them down and kneeling before him, her hands
moving over him, feeling him and feeling his pulse beating along
its length.

Fighting hard he reached down and pulled her up to him, kissing
her before saying, "You will never kneel before me my love, no
matter how good it feels."

"Then take me to bed," she whispered.  "Take me to bed so I can
enjoy you and you can enjoy me."

"I would love to," he replied, kissing her and taking her hand,
as they made their way upstairs.

In the bedroom, he turned the tables, kissing her and pulling off
her shirt. Her breasts are revealed to him and he takes a moment
to enjoy the view, his hands moving over the soft flesh of them,
tracing the curve of muscle and teasing her hard nipples slightly
before pulling her pants off, leaving her as naked as he is.

"You really are beautiful," he says kissing one of her shoulders
before pulling her to him and kissing her again.  As their
passion is rekindled, desire pours through them and hands
suddenly unimpeded by clothing begin to touch and caress and
excite.

She breaks the kiss first, turning and pulling the bedding back
before pulling him into bed with her.  Barely allowing him time
to lay down, she returns to his erection, pulsing under her hand,
slippery and ready.  One finger moves over the tip, sliding
around in his lubrication and eliciting a sigh of pleasure from
him that rumbles through his body.  She strokes the length of
him, measuring and luxuriating in the feel of him. Looking up at
him and smiling, she flicks her tongue over his tip, tasting him
and smiling at the grumble that passes through him before she
slowly takes him into her mouth, her tongue dancing along and
over his length, easing his passage into her mouth and teasing
his sensitive places along the way.  She can feel him squirming
under her touch and she loves the feeling of him, so soft in her
mouth.  She sucks him gently, like a hard candy, willing him to
melt and rewarded with more of him oozing from the opening.  One
hand strokes and rolls his balls, gently, feeling them twitch and
flex in response to the gentle motions of her other hand stroking
his root and her mouth sucking his length.  She is excited, her
own body wet in response to this delight as she sucks him harder
and strokes him a bit faster.

"It feels wonderful," he manages to get out.

She smiles.  He is close.  She can feel him swelling as she sucks
and licks him.  His balls are up close to his body, the spasms in
them now coming rhythmically and she wants him to release.  She
wants to taste him.

"I am...," he never finishes his statement as his body telegraphs
his orgasm to her and she is ready, tasting his liquid heat as it
pours into her, her hands and mouth encouraging more.  His back
is bowed until almost the end when he slumps back to the bed and
she gently sucks the last of his offering out before moving up
beside him.

He pulls her close, kissing her deeply and sharing in her passion
and desire.

"That was wonderful," he said, kissing her chin and jaw.  "But
now it is your turn."

He gently pushes her over on to her back and continues kissing
her, his left hand playing with her hair while his right hand
moved up and down her arm and over her body, tickling and teasing
her, feeling her twitch and shiver and hearing the occasional
sigh as he passed over a particularly sensitive spot.  He rakes
her thigh again as he trails kisses across the swell of her
breast, spiraling around the skin towards her nipple, flushed
red, pebble hard and longing for him.  His hand moves along the
edge of her hip as he sucks her nipple into his mouth, flicking
it with his tongue while his fingers drift across the hair of her
mound, causing her to moan and grab his hair as her body
flinches.  She thrusts her chest into his face, urging him to
suck her more which he was more than willing to do, rolling her
nipple between his teeth while he runs his hand up and teases her
other nipple.  She sighs even more, her hips twitching, her legs
moving automatically as her desire continues to rise.

He did not tease her nipples long.  His kisses moved across her
skin, taking note of its softness as he kissed and nibbled her
stomach and lower abdomen, his hands moving across her thighs and
over her knees.  Her legs open involuntarily as his tongue
reached the soft flesh of her lips, wet and slick with her
pleasure, swollen and ready for his kiss and his touch.  He
changes his direction and starts kissing down the inside of her
thigh instead, nibbling and nipping at the skin, making her moan
as he teased her, making her jump a little bit as he moved back
up towards her centre, his tongue slowly licking along the inside
of her lips, scooping up her essence and reveling in the taste of
her and the passion.  His tongue circles her clit, hard and
prominent and wanting his attention and he continues to tease her
sliding down and licking her opening before moving back up
slowly, his tongue flicking her clit before his lips suck in her
clit.  She cries out in surprise and squeezes his head with her
thighs as a flash of excitement crashes through her.  His tongue
is slowly vibrating her clit as he holds it tight in his lips. 
He can feel her relax as she gets used to the feelings.  His
tongue begins to circle her clit while he lets his hands trace
their way up her body, curling around her breasts and rolling her
nipples.  Slowly he returns his focus to her core once more
sucking her into his mouth and manipulating her clit and nipples
as her her back bows, the flashes of pleasure began to merge into
one blossoming explosion, centered on his mouth.

He felt her small muscles flutter a moment before she cried out,
her body spasming in his grip as her orgasm ripped through her
body, her control lost as the pleasure coursed outward and he
rode the orgasm with her, keeping her on the plateau before she
started pushing him away and beginning the gentle ride down.

He moved up beside her and gathered her into his arms as her
trembling became less pronounced and her breathing slowed towards
normal.  She looked up at him, desire and love in her eyes before
she took is face in her hands and kissed him while he stroked her
back.  They kissed gently, slowly, letting love rebuild passion,
each kiss containing more desire than the one before until the
ardour was back.

She broke the kiss, looked at him and smiled, moving her smaller
body over his, her slick, soft sex merging with his hardness and
taking his erection into herself in one smooth motion, their
smiles turning to looks of desire and ecstasy as she settled down
against his body, impaled on his length, filled by him and
enjoying the sensation.  Slowly she started moving along his
length, her breasts dragging along his chest, her nipples excited
by the rough hair, her body excited by the feeling of him moving
within her.

Together they moved, slowly and deliberately, matching their
motions as their passion and their excitement grew.  She sat
back, the direction of his attack changing slightly with the new
angle and touching more, deeper places within her, making her
moan as her pace accelerated, her orgasm close as he rolled her
nipples, pulling on them slightly.  Her orgasm was slower to come
this time, a rolling wave of pleasure that squeezed and milked
his length and soon had him responding to her, thrusting up
deeper into her as she was lost in the pleasure of the sensations
and the feeling of him filling her.  Outside the thunder rumbled
low and distant, echoing the feelings in their bodies.

She fell against his chest and he held her there, his hands
rubbing her back, soft kisses on her face as their breathing
returned to normal.  She kissed him back as she felt him fall out
of her, a small emptiness where he used to be but that emptiness
replaced by her love for him and his love for her.  She could
feel it moving through them, making them one.

"I love you," he whispered.  "I have loved you for a long time."

"I know," she responded.  "I have loved you just as long."

He chuckled as he ran his hand over her back.

"What's so funny?" she asked.

"I don't have to go anywhere tomorrow," he said and she smiled.

"Neither do I," she said, snuggling up close against him as he
pulled the blanket over them.  The soft tap of rain on the
windows their lullaby as they drifted off to sleep.


-- 
Victor Echo
Author
PGP: 958F 0E92 87B2 3AD6 0C07  3D5A 9480 1307 E89D FC70

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