Message-ID: <17410eli$9811192056@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/17410.txt> From: "David Andrews" <das0@mailcity.com> Subject: Story Submission "The Rose" Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii 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: <PLKMEOACEOOCCAAA@mailcity.com> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> WARNING! This story is only for adults over the age of 18 and contains Strong Sexual Content. It is intended as a work of fiction for ADULTS only, and the author does not in any way condone similar behavior. If you are under the age or 18 or reside in a state that prohibits such behavior, stop reading immediately!!! <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Here is a favorite experience of mine. The setting is a dimly lit room with some soft jazz playing in the background. One long stemmed red rose (thorns and leaves removed please) and one long stemmed naked lady. We begin by smelling the soft scent of the rose. Gently breathing in and holding our breath for an instant before releasing it. Then I begin gently caressing my lovers body with the rose. First her closed eyelids. A caress followed by a kiss. Then her lips and neck. Perhaps a nibble on her ear lobe. Then she gently rolls over onto her stomach so I can caress the small of her back. First with the rose, then my fingertips and lips. I love to hear the soft moans she releases as she relaxes and gives herself to me. Having always believed that a womans ass is one of the most beautiful works of art ever created, I pay special attention to it. First caressing it with the rose, then following the contours with my tongue and fingertips. By this time if all is going well I'm able to enjoy the aroma of a woman who is enjoying herself. There is something about that musky sexy smell that makes my cock seem like it is madeof marble not flesh and blood. By this time the sights, smells, and sounds have my cock throbing and my heart pounding. I love to trace the curve where the leg joins the tush with my tongue. It is now time to continue on lest I not be able to controll myself. Gently rolling my lover over, I continue to explore the curves of her body with my rose. Gently sroking her breasts with the soft petals being careful to avoid her nipples, I continue my explorations. Seeing her erect nipples begging to be touched, I kiss them gently at first. Then sucking them into my mouth, I gently stretch them while licking the end of the nipple with the tip of my tongue. She is beside herself with desire. By this time, my cock is screaming for me to take her, but not yet. Her belly is just aching to be touched. The rose traces a line from the underside of her breast to her navel. Then around to her side and continues on down to her thigh. By this time my composure is slipping and I want to bury my face between her thighs. I'm not sure why but I get turned on by licking a womans pussy. Watching my lover respond to my touch on her pussy and breasts is a powerful aphrodesiac. Perhaps it was all that let the woman go first drummed into my head while I was growing up but it is easier for me to relax and enjoy myself after seeing my lover come. Seeing her loose herself in extasy brings me to the point where I need to be inside her.Usually we are deeply in the throes of passion by this point. I'm not always the tender gentle lover by this time. While I'm not a brute, I'm generally focused on what is happening between my legs (thinking with my cock so to speak) and the urgency that has been building for some time. The thrusting can get quite deep and passionate. Finding it hard to form coherent sentences I suck my lovers nipples while feeling the warm wet recesses of her body urging me on to release. Often I will reach for the rose once again to caress her face. Her lips call to me. I kiss her passionately wanting to taste her while we reach the peak of orgasm. The orgasm feels like like every muscle is adding its power to the feelings. The wave hits and leaves me weak. Often it is her second or third peak and she is spent. We lie in each others arms trying to catch our breath. Get your FREE E-mail at http://mailcity.lycos.com Get your PERSONALIZED START PAGE at http://personal.lycos.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>