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THE LOST SOUL JOURNALS
by Patrick Donovan
E-mail: <drwho@world.std.com>
(c) 1994 - Black Angora Press
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"Oneness"
For L.
by Patrick Donovan
drwho@world.std.com
To: IN%"PDONOVAN@UCS.EISU.EDU"
From: IN%"LCOBURN@PASSION.PATTERSON.EDU"
Pat,
Thanks for the invitation to come visit you, I'd really like that.
After 8 months on the computer and once or twice on the phone, I guess it's
time we finally met. When would be good for you? Is this weekend too
soon? I know it's kind of short notice, but school has been real rough and
I'd kind of like to get away for a while.
Love & Hugs,
Louise
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That was the prelude of one of the most exciting days in my life.
Louise had written me almost a year earlier in reference to one of the
stories I had posted on rec.arts.erotica. She had really liked it,
particularly the way I described the intimacy between my characters. We
had talked for a while on the phone (before I had to move and couldn't
afford a phone anymore), but she had expressed her desire NOT to be
involved with anyone. I had thought that was the end of that. Little did
I suspect...
It was April 15th, Tax Day, also known as Red Nose Day at the
hospital. Everything had gone wrong in preparing for Louise's visit. My
computer system had been acting up and I had no idea whether she was really
coming to visit or not. I had e-mailed her directions and given her
several phone numbers, just to be sure she made it. I took the #13 bus
from work to the west-side and walked nervously into the grocery store
parking lot.
"Look for a car with an Ohio license plate." I thought to myself. It
didn't take long to find one. Sitting in the driver's seat was a lovely
young woman, straight dark brownish-red hair, oval face, beautiful green
eyes...so incredibly unlike the image I had conjured up in my mind. Louise
was ten times more than I had ever dreamed she would be.
When she emerged from the car I was even more impressed with
everything from the curves of her body to the smile on her face. I took
her in my arms almost instantly, just feeling her against my body as her
warmth flowed into me.
"It's so good to finally see you!" she said, holding me tightly to
herself.
"Same here." I stood back and looked at her, commenting to her how
much
I thought she had underestimated herself. She smiled and looked away
shyly. "Come on, let's do some shopping."
We went into the store to pick up a few things for the night. I had
promised her a home-cooked Italian dinner, which was a better for my bank
account than taking her out...and more personalized.
It wasn't long before we arrived at my new place. She held the
groceries while I nervously fumbled for the keys. I can't imagine why I
was nervous, I was only with an incredibly beautiful young woman whose very
presence made my hormones, not to mention my heart, race! Finally I
managed to get the door open and let my guest inside. She took the
groceries to the kitchen while I got out of my sweater and put my work
materials away. Then I turned on the CD player and put it on "shuffle."
Soon the room was filled with the soft strains of Enya.
"Make yourself at home." I told her as I passed her on the way to the
kitchen. She seemed very shy about following my instructions, though.
I began putting the food away and getting out those things that I would
need to make my special spaghetti and spicy meat sauce. As I worked on
dinner, though, I couldn't help but think about her being there...alone...in
the living room. I tried to occupy my mind with the preparation of dinner,
but Louise's gorgeous eyes and beautiful lips wouldn't stay out of my
thoughts. Finally I set the box of pasta down and turned to enter the
living room, only to find Louise standing there watching me. I walked
toward her and she smiled shyly (again), then looked down at the floor. I
slid my arms around her and she buried her face against my shoulder. I
held her close to me for a while as I listened to her calm, contended
breathing. I caught myself nuzzling her neck, but I stopped as soon as
she giggled.
"Ticklish, eh?" I said, half chuckling myself.
"I'm sorry." she whispered.
Her mouth turned toward mine and our lips touched lightly for a
moment. Then again, for a second or two. Then, the third time, her mouth
opened and her tongue gently stroked my lips, which then parted to allow
her into my mouth. Suddenly our kiss was like fire. All that Louise had
pent up inside her seemed to burst out into that kiss. Her mouth crushed
mine and I couldn't help but respond in kind. Our grips became tightly-
strung elastic around each other's bodies. We pulled each other tighter
and tighter as our tongues clashed in the heat of excitement. I grabbed
the back of her head with my hand and forced the kiss even harder. Louise
pressed her body firmly against me, her breasts flattened against my chest.
I pushed her back against the back of the couch, her behind resting against
the top. Her legs instinctively spread apart and I slipped between
them. She felt my erection as it strained against the front of her
pants. Though I didn't know it at the time, she was equally aroused. We had
set off all the alarms and there was no stopping the fire now...
...Two minutes later Louise's shirt was lying across the top of the
couch and Louise herself was lying back on the same. Her bare skin was
interrupted only by the soft white laciness of her bra straps and its silky
flowered cups. Her nipples rose prominently from beneath the material,
having been aroused by my massaging fingers. I lowered my mouth to her
bra, gently nipping at her nipples with my teeth. Soft gasps came from
Louise's mouth and I decided that it was time to reveal her breasts to my
gaze. I slipped my thumbs under the cups of her bra and lifted them over
her bosoms. Her soft, round mounds fell out from their protection and into
my view. She sat up for a moment to allow me to remove the bra, then she
lay back down again, her breasts jiggling so sensually for me.
"God, they're so beautiful, Louise." I whispered into her ear as my
hand rose up to cup one of them.
Louise moaned as my mouth descended on her other breast, taking as
much of it inside as I could. I suckled long and deep on her breast,
flicking the nipple with my tongue and nipping at it with my teeth. My
hand massaged and probed her other breast, squeezing the nipple as hard as
I dared. Louise gasped, which excited me endlessly. Then I took her hand
and guided it to her breast, coaxing her to massage herself. I couldn't
tell whether this was something new to her or not, but she seemed to enjoy
doing it. Her fingers moved deftly over her bosom, tugging occasionally at
the nipple and causing herself to gasp. The sight of Louise pleasuring
herself pushed me closer to her in my desire.
I kissed her passionately once more as I tugged my shirt out of my
pants. She helped me pull it off and we kissed again. I felt her soft,
warm breasts pressed against my chest. God, she felt like my first lover,
back when I was 18. So soft and smooth, so warm and so exhilarating to
touch! My hands moved up and down her side, then down to her thigh. I
clasped my hand over the fold of her thigh, squeezing her tightly. We
broke the kiss reluctantly but breathlessly. I snuggled with her and lay
kisses all over her neck, despite her giggling.
"Louise, God, God, you're so beautiful." I moaned as my mouth moved
down over her breasts, tugging at her nipples.
"Ohhh...Patrick. Ohhh."
My hand slid slowly from her thigh to the front of her jeans as I
teased her breasts with my tongue. I clasped her mound through her pants
and she instinctively pushed herself up against it. She was so hot inside
there, as hot as I was hard. I kissed down her tummy toward her pants,
tasting her delicious skin as I went. I unsnapped her jeans with my teeth
(I'd always wanted to do that) and pulled down the zipper the same way.
Already her scent was affecting me, causing my head to spin with thoughts
of making love to this beautiful girl, our bodies entwined, joined in the
most intimate act, sharing our hearts and souls until the final moment when
we each would climax and become part of the other...
I came to my senses and continued my exploration of her gorgeous body.
Beneath her pants was a pair of white silk panties. She lifted her ass,
allowing me to remove her pants completely, tossing them over the top of
the couch. Her panties were so tempting...white silk alternating with
white lace in a V-shape over her mons, revealing bits of her dark-haired
mound to my eyes. Her scent grew stronger and I grew more aroused.
Without control, I buried my face into her panties.
"Oh!" she gasped.
My hands went underneath to Louise's backside and clasped her
buttocks. I pushed hard against her mound and squeezed her bottom in
rhythm to her thrusts. She grew wetter and wetter as we moved together,
her moans filling my ears as her pleasure increased. It didn't take a
whole lot longer for her to finally come to release...
"Oh, Patrick! Oh...yes..." she moaned as her legs tightened against
my head. Her bottom thrust hard up against me as she climaxed. I caressed
her bottom and her thighs as the pressure inside her dispersed and her
moans faded into heavy breathing. I lay my head gently against her pulsing
mound. I could feel the blood racing through her body and the sound of her
breathing echoed in my ears. Louise lay her hand on my head and ran her
fingers gently through my hair. We remained like that for some time.
Louise softly asked me to stand up, which I did. She stood in front
of me and removed my gold polo shirt. Then she dropped to her knees and
undid my pants, allowing them to fall around my feet. I stepped out of
them just in time for her to start coaxing me to sit down on the couch. My
erection was strong and prominent through my briefs, even more so as I sat
down. Louise slipped over me, straddling my legs. Her breasts wavered in
front of my eyes. As she sat down on me, I could feel the heat of her
mound through my underpants, and I was sure she could feel my erection
pressing against her sex. We moved and rubbed together for a long time,
holding each other warmly, her breasts brushing my chest or my lips
brushing against her breast. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and mine
were around her waist, with one draped over her buttocks.
"This feels wonderful." I moaned softly, feeling her wetness spreading
to my underpants. Louise's response was to move faster, which worked my
erection deeper into her panties.
My hands slid down over her bottom, caressing the soft globes of her
flesh that I had watched so intently as we walked through the store. As I
stroked, her panties slipped further and further down, allowing me to feel
her bare, soft skin. I lightly touched the split between her buttocks,
which she seemed to like. Then I caressed further down, sliding my hands
into her panties and stroking closer and closer to her sex. Briefly I
brushed my fingers over her anus and the reaction was startling. Louise
let out one of the most sensual moans I had ever heard. I had found
something that delighted her.
"Mmmmm. I think I found something." I joked.
"Oh...yes. I like that. No one's ever done that to me before."
I took that opportunity to gently slip my index finger inside her
anus, slowly pushing into the warm, wet opening. I stopped at the first
joint of my finger and, as I pumped my finger back and forth, I pumped
against her body with my hips. Louise seemed lost in the ecstasy of it
all. I was pleased to be pleasing her.
As Louise and I continued to move together and to kiss and feel each
other's chest against the other, I could sense her wanting more, wanting it
to go on further.
"Louise," I whispered. "What would you like me to do next?"
She gently let her head fall back and then leaned forward until she
was completely against me, her breasts crushed against my chest. She
kissed my ear and licked it sensually, then said ever-so-softly, "Make love
to me."
My heart leapt at her request, yet I wasn't sure about it. Something
didn't seem right...yet. I pulled my finger out of her and my hands out of
her panties, resting them on her lovely shoulders.
"Louise, would you be upset if I wanted to wait a little longer?"
She shook her head. "No, I can wait. Why?"
"I want us to be able to fall asleep together, but we haven't eaten
yet. I promised you dinner."
"Well, I'm not one to turn down a free meal. Cook on."
We decided to go ahead and put on our night clothes, so I slipped on
my nightshirt and sweats while Louise disappeared into the bathroom. While
she was busy changing, I started preparing the ground beef, onions,
mushrooms and everything else for the sauce, while the spaghetti boiled
away in the pot. Minutes later she emerged from the bathroom in a
beautiful
pair of silk forest green pyjamas. My eyes wouldn't leave her until I
heard the sound of the water boiling over. Louise giggled as I frantically
tried to calm the spaghetti down. I returned with a smirk and went about
my work, slaving over a hot stove...
We ate during "Brisco County" and then sat back and watched "The X
Files." Louise curled up in my arms and we got quite warm as the show
progressed. It was the one about the prehistoric killer insects.
Brrrrrrr, that was a frightening one and I feigned protecting Louise by
pulling her close to me, which usually resulted in a nice, deep kiss. But,
as 10:00 rolled around, we decided we didn't want to watch any more TV, so
I led her toward the other part of the apartment. We stopped in front of
the bathroom.
"I thought we might have a little fun before we have our fun."
"Like what?"
"I thought we might take a shower together." I answered. Her eyes lit
up and she started to undo her pyjamas. At the same time, I began removing
my nightclothes. In moments we were nude together. I looked at her in
full light, her soft skin, her gentle curves, her round, full breasts, and
the soft, black triangle nestled between her legs. I blushed as she looked
longingly at my erection, pulsing with anxiety at her beauty.
I ran the water and had her check it. Then I stepped in and helped
her to join me, afterwards closing the curtain. The warm water beat down
on us, dusting our bodies with moisture. Louise's breasts looked so
luscious as water began to form on them. I pulled her to me and we kissed
passionately, turning in the spray of the shower, feeling it run between
our bodies. My penis brushed her mons, feeling a hint of the tingly warmth
of sex as it rubbed against her labia. She gasped softly and buried her
face against my shoulder. Her lips caressed my skin, working their way up
to my neck, then my jaw, and finally my ear, which she assaulted
passionately. I was gasping now, clutching at Louise's body as she kissed
my face, settling eventually on my mouth. All the while my erection was
brushing against her mons, creating a sexual heat that neither of us could
deny much longer.
"Patrick..." she moaned and I knew what she wanted. I dropped
downward, kissing her breasts as I went. On my knees, I faced the center
of Louise's passion. Her pubic hairs were matted with a combination of the
water and her own moisture. I put my hands on her smooth hips and leaned
forward, placing my lips at the top of her triangle. As I kissed down, my
hands slid around to her backside, clutching her buttocks. Her scent was
strong and I was driven further into her. She spread her legs as I pushed
in and her labia parted. I could see her clitoris, firm and erect, and her
inner sex, so pink and wet. She was indescribably beautiful. I worked my
tongue around her clitoris in circles as I probed the cleft of her buttocks
with my fingers. Louise opened herself further and I knew it was time. I
pushed my tongue all the way out and plunged into her waiting sex. The
apartment echoed with Louise's cries of passion...
After we stepped out of the shower, Louise began shivering. I wrapped
a towel around her and helped to dry her off. She did the same for me. We
gathered up our night clothes and took them into the bedroom. The sweet
strains of Yanni still played in the background as I led Louise under the
covers of the mattress that passed for my bed. Feeling her cool and
refreshed naked form against my body made me realize just how special this
night was going to be.
"Do you wanna be tucked in?" I asked, teasing.
"You don't wanna sleep already, do you?" she asked, reaching down to
my half-erection. Her hand was cool, but her touch quickly warmed my
genitals. My penis began to grow in her hand as she stroked it gently.
Louise moved down to get a better view of her work, leaving me to face
her beautiful sex once more. I nudged her legs open, watching her soft
black hairs part to reveal her heated sex to me once more. As I began
nuzzling her silken forest, I felt the slight tug of her gentle kisses on
my erection. Soon we were caught up in pleasuring one another. I felt
Louise's mouth as it slid up and down the length of my penis, soaking me.
Louise felt my tongue as it explored the depths of her vagina.
The motion in the bed became faster and my hands grabbed Louise's
buttocks. She held on to mine as I rolled onto my back, taking her with me
and landing us in a "69" position. Louise's mouth didn't miss a beat as it
continued to move up and down on me. Her mound was directly over my face
and I had no trouble pleasuring her as I had been. In fact, I now had a
chance to give her more of the pleasure I had discovered delighted her.
Using my hands, I parted her buttocks until I could see the tight little
ring of Louise's anus. My tongue moved out of her vagina and slid upwards.
She could feel what I was doing and lowered her hips a little. My tongue
started probing the opening and I could feel Louise moaning around my
penis. Her fingers slid down and began manipulating my testicles. I used
a finger to push into her anus, allowing my tongue to go further in. The
two worked together to open her up and increase her pleasure. They
succeeded.
"Oh, God." she moaned, letting my erection slip out of her mouth.
I pushed my finger all the way into her, feeling the silky warmth of
her rectum around it. Louise's muscles flexed and I began moving it back
and forth inside her. Her fingers gripped my penis and she started
stroking me back and forth as well. I started pumping my hips -- I was
much closer than I had thought -- and my tongue slid back into her vagina.
We worked together, driving each other further and further towards an
ever-widening chasm of ecstasy. Louise's moans echoed around the room and
she felt mine as I cried out into her vagina. My hips pounded the mattress
now as I felt the initial rumbles of my orgasm begin. Louise gasped my
name a few more times. Her legs clamped around my head and her anus
clamped around my finger, quivering. We were both coming.
Louise's eyes widened as she saw the head of my penis grow and the
hole at the tip split open. Her expression changed to one of surprise as
the first spurt of semen gushed out and struck her across the cheek. More
liquid shot out across my abdomen, much to Louise's delight. She milked me
until I was limp, then softly caressed my balls. Only then did she realize
that she had completely ignored her own, powerful orgasm.
After a few moments of cooling down, Louise slipped off of me and lay
down. Her chest rose and fell quickly and deeply. I lay my head between
her breasts and listened to her heart as it pounded away in her rib cage.
I nuzzled her bosoms and laced them with kisses, working my way up. I
kissed her neck and up her cheek to her ear, then tickled that with the tip
of my tongue. Louise giggled and turned to look at me. Across her cheek
was still the long streak of semen. She could still feel its warmth
against her flushed skin and she reached up to touch the sticky fluid.
"It looks good on you." I joked.
"It's your fault!" she protested.
"No, it's your fault. YOU made me do it." I reminded her and leaned
over to kiss her. She didn't hesitate to plunge her tongue into my mouth
and kiss me with all the passion she contained within her.
We parted from the kiss and I smiled. I had never done it before, but
I was willing to try for the thrill of it. Seeing that Louise had been so
willing to kiss me after what I had just done to her with my mouth, I
guessed I could do the same to her. I licked the streak of semen from her
cheek in a split second. Louise suppressed a startled laugh, then pulled
me down for another hot kiss. Our bodies rubbing together as it
continued...
We lay together for some time, my head on Louise's breasts and my left
leg intertwined with hers. My hand lay on top of her mound, nestled there
as we rested. We had hardly talked, but we each knew what the other was
thinking: we wanted to make love. "Now," I thought, "it's time."
My fingers began to move back and forth over her sex. I did it for
almost a minute, watching her body intently, when she suddenly gasped, as
if she had been holding back to let the pleasure build.
"Oh, Patrick..."
Louise pushed me onto my back, climbing on top of me and pinning my
shoulders to the mattress. She could feel my erection spring to life as
her sex pressed down on mine. Her breasts waved in full view of my gaze,
her nipples so taught and arousing. My penis grew firm against her and as
she got more aroused, I began to slip inside of her. Louise jumped when
the head of my erection suddenly popped inside of her vagina. She looked
down between our bodies to see the shaft of my penis buried inside her
patch of dark hair. She began moving up and down on top of me, working my
penis up inside of her as she continued to watch. Further and further
inside I slid as her thrusts became stronger and more determined. I looked
up and saw the expression of determination on her face. My hands went
instinctively to her hips, holding them steady as we pumped together.
Louise had been tight at first -- she had told me it had been two years
since she and her ex-boyfriend had last made love -- but as our passion
mounted, she became easier to slide into. Finally she felt my testicles as
they began to rub against her behind. She threw her head back in
pleasure...I was all the way inside her.
"Patrick..." she gasped and tightened her vagina around me.
My whole body began to shake as I started thrusting into her. I
lifted Louise off the mattress with every thrust and she tightened her
already firm vagina around me with each of her response thrusts. She sat
up and I held her hips in a tight grip as we rocked. With Louise steady,
she reached around between us and started cupping and stroking my balls. I
pushed myself upward, so she could feel them pressed firmly against her
bottom. She fondled them softly, but the pleasure began to get to me and
my thrusts became more vigorous and she lost her balance on top of me.
Steadying herself by putting her hands on my shoulders, Louise resumed her
thrusts. Our pace quickened, as did our breathing and our hearts.
Louise's breasts bounced with the rhythm of our action and my hands slid up
over her soft skin to cup them. The warmth and the rhythm and the pace and
the pleasure began to blur into one deep, penetrating thrust. Louise
gasped as I struck her cervix.
"Patrick." she hissed, gritting her teeth. "Patrick!"
"Oh, Louise. Oh God, Louise!" I cried and lifted her up, turned her
over, and threw her to her back. My thrusts pinned her to the mattress, my
balls slapping her now-wet behind.
She looked down past her breasts, then over to the mirrored closet
door. She could see the glistening shaft of my penis as it drove itself
into the depths of her mound of Venus. My testicles pressing into her anus
with every thrust. Her bottom pounded upward in time to my gyrations. Her
vagina clasped me deeply. Her first orgasm swept over her body. Louise
threw her head back in ecstasy when my penis butted her cervix once more.
"Oooooohhh!" she cried, then lowered her head and stared directly into
my eyes. I had never seen a lover look so determined and passionate as she
did then. Orgasms rocked her body -- her head shuddered as each wave swept
over her body -- but she never took her eyes from me. My whole body felt
like it was shaking itself apart, but I realized that couldn't take my eyes
away from hers either.
My moment was at hand. The ocean of ecstasy that waited inside me
began to swell. My buttocks began to tighten, my anus clenched firmly, my
thrusts became a blur and a searing heat swelled up in my loins. A
throbbing began in my shaft. Then there came a pulse at the base of my
erection.
"Now." she growled. "I can feel it, Patrick, now!"
Our bodies were one now: our sexes joined, each making the other
complete. One sex, one mind, one heart, one soul...
Our world exploded. Our Oneness was raptured by the waves of pleasure
erupting from within each of our bodies. But it really didn't seem as
though there was a "me" or a "her." There was just...us, and we melted
away into the pool of passion that was surging over us.
But something as wonderful as that joining couldn't be allowed to
last. Even as the waves of climax ebbed, we began to drift apart, the
Oneness began to fade. Before I would let it end totally, I had to
acknowledge our joining to the world. I had to make some kind of lasting
mark upon the Oneness, to show it that I would always remember...and I
cried out.
"Louise, I love you! God, I love you!"
The Oneness shattered and our worlds separated. Louise was gasping,
as was I. Our bodies tingled with passion, pulsing with the aftershocks of
the destruction of our own little world. I collapsed upon her breasts and
her arms encircled me. Moisture clung to our bodies, a testament to our
passion and energy. Even though the joining was broken, I remained inside
of her, unmoving. Neither of us wanted to disturb the mourning of our
Oneness...
As the world around us grew quiet into the stillness of the night, I
heard Louise weeping. I raised my head from her moistened breast and
looked at her flushed face. Puddles of tears formed below her eyes and
rolled down the sides of her face. I raised a hand and brushed her tears
away, raising myself up to kiss her and then to lie beside her and hold her
in my arms until morning. As I did, my limp penis slipped from her mound,
her arms slipped from around me, and the last vestiges of our world fell
away...except, I realized something. In the heat of our passion, at the
height of our Oneness, I had spilled wave after wave of my seed into
Louise. Even though we were apart now, there would always be a part of me
inside Louise, perpetuating -- if only on the tiniest level -- our Oneness.
With that thought, and with the smile of pure contentment and fulfillment
on Louise's face, I lay my head next to hers and fell asleep...
* * * * *
I think it best the story end here. My joining with Louise was like
no other in my life. The pain of her leaving that day to head back to
school still haunts me. Something inside told me, as Louise drove away in
her Saturn, that she would remember the pain of leaving -- and the joy of
loving -- as much as I.
END
-!-
Patrick Donovan <drwho@world.std.com>
Amateur Romantic/Erotic Fiction
Black Angora Press
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information). If I see this story reposted or archived WITHOUT the
header, I will be one ticked little puppy.
WARNING: Remember that these stories are copyrighted and that publication
of them in ANY media -- print or otherwise -- without my permission is
illegal. I don't mind it showing up on the 'Net, in archives or on BBS's
(as long as the header is there), but publishing it in an on-line or
printed magazine is where I draw the line. ASK ME FIRST. Hey, I'm a
pretty nice guy.
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"Oneness"
For L.
by Patrick Donovan
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