Message-ID: <17121eli$9811100543@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/17121.txt> From: mikaal@hotmail.com Subject: AN EVENING IN FRONT OF THE FIRE by HotScribe (MF, Rom, oral) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: mikaal@hotmail.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: <3647d367.16259722@mail.cadvision.com> AN EVENING IN FRONT OF THE FIRE It is a chilly evening. Scurrying into our cabin in the mountains, we shut the door to keep out the blowing wind and snow. You try the lights.They don't work. "Power must be off somewhere," you remark off-handedly. "No problem," I reply, smiling in the dark. "We'll light some candles and get a fire going. That'll warm things up quickly." I grope my way into the kitchen, feel for one of the drawers. Inside, I touch and recognize the candles and a box of matches. Back in the living-room, I light three candles, set one on the table, and two on the mantelpiece above the fireplace. Then I get a fire going. A short time later, huddled together on the couch, we watch the red and yellow flames dance upwards to the chimney, projecting shadows of strange shapes on everything in the room. I look at you, your soft face glowing in the light. You smile warmly at me. "Very romantic, isn't it?" you say, more a statement than a question. I nod and smile, then I bend down to kiss you. Your lips tremble slightly--whether from cold or excitement I'm not sure--as I run my tongue around them, then trace a path along your cheek to your earlobe. I nibble on it, you giggle and try to pull away, but I draw you closer and kiss you once again. You stroke my cheek and, as we kiss deeply, your tongue darts through my lips, meeting and circling my own tongue. I sense a tremor of electricity shimmer from my throat to my groin, then I slide my lips down your chin to nuzzle in the warmth of your neck. You sigh, whisper my name and run your fingers lightly through my hair. I move off the couch, kneel between your legs and kiss my way down to the hollow between your breasts. Your hands reach up, undo the buttons of your shirt. Glad for the absence of your brassiere, I nose my way beneath the fabric till my lips brush across your nipple. My tongue encircles the tiny bud, my teeth lightly run across it and I feel it harden between my lips. I beathe in your scent--you smell as well as taste delicious. Now I kiss down your abdomen, pull your hips forward so you slide towards me. I undo your jeans, pull them and your panties down together. The shadows of your pussy beckon to me, the warmth of your sex hidden for a moment in the even darker shadows created by the fire. You slip your feet out of your jeans and panties and I push the clothes to one side. Your feet and legs now bare, I lift them up, kiss the soles of your feet, suck and nibble on your toes. You giggle, gasping that it tickles, but that it feels so nice and relaxing. I gaze at you with your soft flesh glowing orange in the light of the fire, your full breasts peeking out from the two separated halves of your shirt. I put your feet down, undo my own shirt. In front of me, you spread your legs wide, run your finger across the soft mound between them, then slip it down between the folds of flesh. My shirt drops to the floor. I rise, undo my jeans and push them down and off with my underpants and let them join your own garments beside us. You sit up, put your hands on my hips and draw me forward. I feel your face sifting through the tendrils of my pubic hair, your strong fingers kneading the muscles of my buttocks. Now your mouth slides up the stalk of my cock, takes it in and sucks on it. My breathing quickens abd it seems the fire behind me cannot equal the heat of our bodies. Your mouth slides up and down the length of my shaft and you feel its hardness and thickness within your mouth. Then you run your tongue down to my balls. You suck first one, then the other into your mouth, rolling them gently in the warmth and wetness there. You rise. I lie down on the floor with my head resting against the front of the couch. You face the fire and straddle me, lowering your crotch to my face. I kiss your buttocks, run my lips through the moistness of your crack, then slide my tongue down to push against your clitoris. My hands reach up and grip your bum, pull it apart to allow me to see the glistening depths ofyour purplish-pink gash. I run my tongue down the groove, thrust deep into the dark recesses and you grind your hips above me, moans and groans issuing from your mouth. Your cunt moves down my chest and you kneel on the floor. You grip my hard member and steer it into the heated netherworld of your pussy. Up and down you begin to ride me. I reach from behind, grasp your breasts and squeeze them, feeling, too, the heavy beat of your heart, the rising and falling of your chest in time to you and and down movement of your cunt upon my erect, hard cock. We feel the solid contact of my crotch to yours, theslipperiness of our lubricated organs. I pinch your nipples as you continue to slide on my sex. Your head goes back, your hair brushs my fac and chest, and the light from the fire reflects from the glistening sweat of your body. Your hand goes down, your finger rubs against the hardness of your clitoris, firmer and faster until finally waves of ecstasy ripple through your body. Your cries of enjoyment and fulfillment heighten my own excitement. I call out your name, thrust up hard into your cunt as I feel the pulsating shots of hot jism spurt into your engulfing hole. As I finish my spasms, we both relax. You lean back against my chest. I wrap my arms around you and you feel my cock subsiding within your sex. I kiss your neck, stroke your smooth, wet breasts, whisper your name again and again as I hold you tightly to me, the sticky sweat of ourbodies mingling together before the heat of the fire and the passion of our lust.... If you enjoyed this story and would like to read more, please write and let me know HotScribe mikaal@hotmail.com. -- +----------------' 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>