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Subject: {ASSM) Coming in my heart by irishlass (MF CONS)
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Yeah yeah, this is a sex story, even though there isn't a lot of it in here.
So if you aren't 18, go away. If you are offended by tales of love and sex,
go away. If you want to see pics of naked people, go away.

This is the first thing I've posted here. Its sort of a work in progress, but
I thought I'd throw it out there. If youlike, or dont like or have
suggestions, drop me a line: Irishlass68@yahoo.com. Thanks.

===================================================================

I had only wanted to be alone. That was all. Not much to ask, I didn't think.
A day at the beach, me, my new Patricia Cornwell novel, a few cd's, and some
sunblock. Away from the world, and especially the people in it.

I parked the car what seemed like miles from the water. Apparently half of
Michigan had had the
same idea as me. You would think with the state being surrounded by water,
people would learn to
spread out, and stay away from MY beach. But no. There they were.

Sighing heavily I caked one more layer of SPF 20 over my nose, grabbed my
belongings, and began on my way. I wasn't three cars away from my own when my
cell phone vibrated. Hesitating only a moment, I hit the off button and
headed back to my car, tossing it in the trunk. Nope, not today I thought.
I'm not going to be at his beck and call. Just for today. After all, everyone
deserves a day just alone. All for me.

Smiling I continued back across the parking lot. I stopped at the edge and
contemplated where to
turn next. Being alone didn't seem to be an option becuase everywhere I turend
there were more and
mroe people. Bikers and rollerbladers on the path, kids in the tot lot, lovers
under trees, picnicers at
the grill. Finally I decided to take the trail and head out for the point - it
was a mile and a half at least,
but I wanted to be alone.

Suddenly I realized how much lighter I felt without the weight of that phone
on my hip. Almost simoulteaneous I realized that there were sure a lot of hot
males at this beach. And a split second later I noticed them noticing me. An
even bigger smile spread across my face and I felt free again. I picked one
of the rollerbladers at random and met his eyes. He smiled and I gave him a
very obvious once over. His smile grew and I licked my lips. Then I watched
as he bladed right oever a curb. Giggling softly, I waved and continued on.
This little trip was the best idea I had had in a long time.

I continued quitely along my way until I was far enough away from the crowd
to be left alone with my books and my thoughts. I spread my towel on the
grass near the water, striped to my bathingsuit, cranked up some Mellencamp,
and cracked the binding on the novel.

I was happily emerged in the blood and guts of Scarpetta's latest crime
solving escapade when something went flying over me, dangerously close to my
head and crashed next to me. Yelping, I jumped up, ready to chase away the
offender, be it man or bird. I was suprised to see no one around, and a
mangled mess of nylon and plastic next to my towel. I moved in for a closer
look. Upon my inspection, I discovered that it was a kite - a fancy one. I
had seen them being flown at the beach before, dual stranded kites that
glided through the sky in a ballet like fashion. Funny the things that can be
erotic given the backdrop of a beautiful sunset and a quiet beach.

I looked around again, and still saw noone who looked like they belonged to
the kite.

I took hold of one of the lines, thinking that if I followed it, I might be
led to the owner of the kite, and the person who had nearly decapataited, and
while failing in that regard nonetheless managed to interrupt my peaceful
relaxation.

Holding the line lightly I headed off away from the water. And I walked and I
walked and I walked. Finally I came to the end of the line and found it
attached not to a person, but just to a stake in the ground. I bent to pick
up the stake and turned in a circle agian to see if there was anyone around.

"HEY" I heard as a hand grasped my arm. "What, exactly, do you think you are
doing with my kite?"
I turned and saw who, I presumed, was the owner of the divebombing kite.

"HEY yourself" I said. "I was actually looking for you. You see, you managed
to nearly crash your kite into my head. Don't you need some kind of... I
don't know... training to fly those things"

He threw down my arm in disgust. "Actually, you do. Or at least you should
have some.  They are trick kites. But, as a matter of fact, I teach that
class."

I snorted. "well then, the beach oughtta post warnings. I'm used to dodging
gulls, but I would think
you would have some respect for those around you"

"Alright, look, we got off to a bad start, obviously. I apologize for
startling you. Can I make it up to you?" He smiled, and I suddenly notieced
how nice his teeth were. I'm such a sucker for teeth.

"Well. I'm sorry we got off to a bad start too. Perhaps you will learn to
watch where you land those things. My name is Cat. And I like those kites,
they are neat."

"Brian. Nice to meet you. And yeah, they are fun. Would you like to try one?"

I smiled and took him up on his offer. We spent the rest of the afternoon
chatting and flying kites,
chasing each other across the grass, our kites chasing each other in the sky.

***********

Laughing, I collapsed onto the blanket.

"Oh Brian, thanks for teaching me about those kites. I had so much fun - I
feel like a little kid!"

Brian just smiled and sat down next to me.

"And such a beautiful day it is.......... ohmigod, I mean it was. What time is
it?" I jumped back up as if
I had been bitten.

Brian's smile faded. "Got a hot date?"

"well. um. Sort of.  I have to get going. Thanks so much for the
afternoon.... I really must go." I grabbed all my things and headed twords
the parking lot. I wished I had my phone with me. He was going to be mad as
it was.

I was halfway to my car when I felt an arm slip round my shoulder.

"How about you ditch the hot date and I'll take you to dinner"

I slipped out of his arm and blushed.

"Brian, I'm sorry. I'm seeing someone. And I'm late. But I'll see you at the
beach again. And at home maybe - you don't live that far from me... blocks
even. I have to go. Really" I began trotting, leaving him behind.

*******

I looked at the card.

"HI THERE" it said, and on the inside "Just wonderd how things were in your
corner of the world".

And beneath that I had written "thanks for making a horrid day, a bit less
horrid. In fact you made it wonderful. I really do hope we can do it agian. I
may be dating someone, but we can still be friends, right?"

Tapping my pen against my teeth I considered how to sign it. Unable to think
of a way to do it, I simply signed "Cat" and then added my phone number.
Before I changed my mind, I dropped it in the mailbox.

********

Two days later, I knew he had gotten the card.

He won't call. Of course he won't.  He'll think I'm some kind of stalker
freak.

But I hope he does.

No I don't either.

But it doesn't matter, becuaes he won't.

10:30 that night, the phone rang.

*********

Two nights later, we were at the Hilton's restruant, seated in the corner.

"I didn't think you would call. I thought I had freaked you out."

"well I did wonder how you got my address"

"There is this wonderful thing they call a phone book" I said, winking. "I can
be resourceful when I
have to be"

"ahh, but you didn't have to be, did you."

"I did if I ever wanted to assure myself I would see you again"

"but you are seeing someone"

"but we can be friends"

I blushed.

He smiled.

Two hours later he took my hand and led me to the elevator.

*******

"Ever wanted to make love in an elevator?" Brian asked from the other side of
this one.

I just smiled silently.

"I always wanted to. Wanted to walk over, place my hands on either side of my
lover and trap her in the corner. Ravage her mouth and neck, wedge a leg
between her legs to torture her pussy, listen to her moan, drive her wild
until she wanted to take me right in the elevator. And then let her."

"MMMmmmmmmmm" was all I could reply before his mouth deceded on mine.

And then, just as his tounge reached my neck, the car came to a stop.

********

Unlocking the door to the room, he held it open and followed me inside.

I walked to the window and looked out. I opened all the drawers, and the
cabinent. I searched
through the minibar. I walked into the bathroom and rummaged through the gift
basket. I tested the
hairdryer.

And he stood there, amused.

When I walked over to the closet he walked up behind me and whisperd "Cat" and
nipped at my
ear.

"yes?" I opened the door.

"have you ever wanted to make love in a closet? In the dark, working only on
feel, standing up,
against a wall? Your hands pinned behind you, with no....."

And then I burst into tears.

He turned me around, and pulled me to his chest. Stroked my hair and kissed my
forehead and held
me while my body was racked with sobs.  When I was done he led me to the bed,
sat me down and
said "Do you want to tell me?"

And I found that I did.

I told him how He had taken me to the closet.

I told him how he had kept me there.

I told him how he kept me, no matter where I was.

I told him how much trouble I got in for being at the beach.

I told him how I couldn't imagine the trouble I would be in if I got caught
here.

And Brian told me how he would save me.

He told me how he would take me from him.

He told me how he would love me.

He told me how he would hurt him if he ever tried it again.

And then he held me again.

And I slept.

******

I don't know how long I slept. It was dark when I woke up. I couldn't remember
where I was, and I
sat up with a start.

"Cat, its okay" I heard Brain whisper.

"where.. where are you?" I couldn't see him in the dark.

A light in the corner came on, and I saw him sitting in the armchair.

"why are you there?"

"Becuase I wanted to watch you sleep. And becuase I didn't want to take
advantage....."

He quieted as I held my arms open for him. He didn't ask, didn't speak, he
just came to me.

Gently, ever so gently he took my face in his hand and deposited kisses all
over it. He kissed away the tear stains, and the sleep.  He kissed and kissed
until finially I captured his mouth with my own and pulled his body against
mine.

He laid me back against the pillows gently, and laid next to me, our bodies
strechtd fulllength, and
began to run his hands over my body. I was, I realized, still dressed. And he
was in boxers.

I rolled on top of him, but he pushed me off.

"Cat, no. I want to love you. I want this to be yours"

He undressed me silently, soft, fluttering kisses following his hands over my
body. They washed over me like sunlight, and I sighed contentedly. When I was
naked, he again laid next to me. Lazily he traced a single finger down the
length of my body, causing me to shudder.

"I love your curves"

I laughed. "these huh?" I hefted my ample breasts.

Grinning he said "sure those, but these...."

He kissed my shoulder.

"...and these...."

My calf.

"...and these..."

My hip.

".... and espcially...."

The inside of my thigh.

I shuddered again.....

"Brian" I breathed. "Please."

My eyes pleaded with him, and he understood.

He pushed open my legs, and crawled between them, kneeling there. I reached
out and for the first time stroked his cock. His eyes closed and he moaned my
name softly.

I separated my legs farther and he leaned to kiss my lips. I wraped my arms
around his neck and
pulled him on top of me, catching his cock between our bodies. Keeping him
trapped I wiggled and
manueverd until his head was pressed agianst my opening.

"Gonna fuck me? Huh?" I said.

"No, Cat, I'm going to love you. Don't confuse one with the other, or me with
him" And with that he enterd me slowly. He withdrew to the head and entered
again, lettingme feel his whole legnth inside of me. Soon I figured out his
rhythm and matched it, stroke for stroke, and we quickened the pace
gradually. His lips and hands explored and it seemed as if he tried to
distract himself with them. But I had had enough. I quickend the pace even
more.  Contiuning to thrust with my hips, I took his head and pulled his lips
to mine. My tounge devoured his and at the same time I clenched my muscles,
feeling him spill inside of me. Spent, he collapsed on me, and we held each
other.

Minutes later he rolled off me, and proped himself on an elbow, and once again
watched tears roll
down my cheeks.

"Oh love, that isn't how I wanted that to be.... you didn't..."

I held a finger to his lips and smiled between my tears. "No, I did. Maybe not
the way you mean.
Maybe my body didn't. But Brian, I did. My heart came, and it was beautiful."

==================================================================

Thanks, brian. I love you.

Cat



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