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Subject: HOTSCRIBE:  "An Evening In Front Of The Fire"  (MF Rom Oral)
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AN EVENING IN FRONT OF THE FIRE
by HotScribe

	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 of
your 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, the
slipperiness of our lubricated organs.
	I pinch your nipples as you continue to slide on my
sex.  Your head
goes back, your hair brushs my face 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 our
bodies mingling together before the heat of the fire and the
passion of our
lust.....


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