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Content Warning: This work of fiction contains mature subject matter
and graphic sexual language including descriptions of consensual sex
between men and women. If you think you can't deal with this story,
or if it's illegal to possess such material in your locality, please
hit the delete button now. If you're a minor as defined by the laws
in your locality then you MUST stop now and go no further. As a work
of fiction, any similarities to any person(s) dead, alive, or
fictional is merely a really weird coincidence.

Copies may be made and posted for personal enjoyment, but all
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                 Copyright © 1998 by Jan Williams

                          I Wish it Did
                         By Jan Williams
                      janwill89@hotmail.com

"Fuck me, do it now," I asked as I guided his cock-head into the warm
moist petals of my nether lips, aching to feel it plunge into me,
wanting to draw his body into mine, feel his cock pulse and thrust
within me like a tamed wild animal straining at its leash, snarling,
purring as it gently licked me. My body tensed as I felt it press
against me, opening the petals, feeling the ridge of its head slip
through and flare out to hold itself within me. I wanted it to stay
within me until my passions had died and my body had consumed his
seed. My soul waited for him, my hips lifted, my breasts waiting to be
pressed between our chests, my mouth waiting for his lips and tongue
as he slowly became one with me. I gasped as he withdrew and sighed as
I felt him penetrate again and flare within me once more. I could feel
him inside me now, his cock head separating, smoothing, caressing the
inner folds of my cunt as it slowly glided in; then emptiness as he
withdrew and renewed excitement as he entered me again . . . again and
again. Each penetration a new beginning and a deeper ending, the
exquisite pleasure both given and received by those so perfectly
designed members increasing as each thrust drove his cock ever upward
toward my heart until my cunt was filled with his cock and my soul was
filled with joy. I gripped his cock and held it within me, wrapping my
legs around his thighs to hold us fully joined as I savored the
pleasure of our coupling, smiling as I thought of what was still to
come.
       He lowered himself onto me, playfully rubbing his nipples
against mine as we came together and our lips joined and our tongues
intertwined. I felt his pubis press against my protruding clit as he
tilted his groin toward me, felt the fire of my orgasm light as his
course hairs caressed my tender clit.
       I only felt the fullness in me now, the memory of the filling
subsiding as we lay together. His cock moved within me, slight but
still felt; a pulse like a clinch of my cunt. It stiffened and swelled
against my inner flesh again and I squeezed back, giggling as we
fucked without moving. His pubis massaged my clit again and then,
sudden emptiness as he withdrew all but his cock-head. "No," I
whispered as I lifted my hips up to him. "Yes," he hissed as he lunged
against me, his cock-head rippling through the folds of my cunt, the
padded flesh of our mons coming firmly together, his pubis against my
clit, and then emptiness again. If only I could stay filled, but it
was the filling that was the pleasure, that delicious feeling of his
cock rippling through the folds of my cunt, massaging its flesh; not
restful like that of his fingers on my shoulders and back but
exciting, indescribable, more like a scratched itch deep within me,
raising the heat of my passion.
         The pleasurable tenderness of my clit changed to pure
pleasure as each stroke caressed it, his caresses not hard enough now;
pressing back against him to make them felt and last. The loneliness
of the emptying of my cunt forgotten, replaced by the anticipation of
the filling; noticing the pleasant feeling of my cunt closing in
behind his slowly withdrawing cock-head, the pause as it rested for a
moment to kiss my nether lips before plunging into the depths of my
body again.
       The air cooled my sweating breasts as he released my lips and
raised up on his arms to thrust harder and deeper. I opened my eyes to
watch his cock slip into me, see my breasts jiggle as he came hard
against me, watch him caress my burning clit before his glistening
cock slowly appeared, paused, and then suddenly thrust into me again.
My eyes closed and my head tilted back, faint cries of a woman being
fucked by her lover coming through my parted lips as he came against
me; "uh,  uh,  uh,  uh,  uh,  uh," sweet bliss that I wished would go
on forever but could not, "uh,  uh,  uh,  uh,  uh,  uh."
       Something happening inside me, in my mind, a need for more of
him in me, all of him into my womb to be born and nursed. I pulled him
down to me, my fingers digging into his back, my tongue thrusting into
his mouth. My heart raced as my orgasm built, carrying me toward that
plane of euphoric ecstacy that would cloud my mind with incoherence,
incoherence that would blot out all but the pleasure of the consummate
union of a woman with a man. My hips thrust my vulva against his
crotch as my legs pulled him to me, my cunt gripping his cock as it
glided into me; each stroke faster, harder but no greater depth
achieved. The center of my sex took over my body, the contractions of
my cunt that would draw his seed from him sending waves of joy
rippling through my body to shake it, sting my breasts and release the
cries of my climax from my soul, "ah, ahh, aahh, aahhh, aaahhh,
ahhhhhhh."
       Blissful peace as he moved to his side and held me to him,
caressing me and kissing me while I slowly returned to reality;
longing to return to that plateau from which I was reluctantly
falling. Perhaps in a little while.



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