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Electronic Erotica - 1 (assorted stories)
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INTRO TO EEROS
EEros is a periodical of reader-submitted erotic fiction. It is
published once a month (currently near the middle of the month) in
the 'alt.sex' newsgroup on usenet. There is a mailing list, but the
resources are VERY limited for supporting it, so if you can read the
newsgroup, DO NOT ASK TO BE ADDED TO THE MAILING LIST. I don't have
the time or resources to fill requests for previous issues, so don't
ask.
At least one kind soul on the net has offered to make back issues
available for anonymous ftp from unocss.unl.edu (129.93.1.11) in the
'pub/altsex/eros' directory. The maintainer of that archive is Tim
Russell <russell@zeus.unl.edu> or <fritz@fergvax.unl.edu>. If you
don't have ftp access, I'm sorry. Maybe someone someday will set up a
way to request back issues via email.
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Exercise Affair
Contact Sadie - 1993
Dear Santa,
I wanted to thank you for that nice exerecise video you sent me.
I was really surprised to find it in my stocking...I mean, at 36 24 35.
I didn't feel chubby! But the phone lines were down this morning, and
I was bored so I tried it out for a lark....it WAS a LARK!!!!
I got into my leotards and leg warmers and started the tape. Good
old warm-ups...yuck!!...but this tape has some damn good looking dudes
doing the exercises...and I got...."warmed up" as I watched. I even felt
a little kinky doing the pelvic rocks as I watched their pelvises tilt
provacatively towards my own. My gaze remained riveted on their pelvises
as Jane began the arerobics. Through their stretchie suits I could barely
make the outline of a certain muscle that I thought could use some exercise.
...damn...better get back to work! 1-2-3-4 arms front...arms back...arch
out that chest...push it out! ...well Jane...I'm thrusting my chest out
as arched as I can...can't you see those taut nipples pointing at those
hairy chests beside you?!!!?? I'ld like to lick their nipples each
time they arch them towards me!
But its a little warm in all this...I'm sliding off the leg warmers
and unbuttoning my leotard. The background music is nice...reminds me of
this time I was with this guy in his car...well, never mind.
1-2-3-4 better follow the steps turn right 3-4...oh...lordy...look at HIM!
There is this gorgeous hunk of man working on my phone lines...well...
actually it seems he's more interested in playing peeping Tom! And
he didn't catch me looking...I think I'll have a little fun with him!!
Besides...these dudes on the tape have been totally ingnoring me!
Instead of moving my arms around in circles..I'll let my hands circle
my breasts as I rock my chest back and forth in time to the music...
oh, yes...he's still watching! I wonder if he'll notice me licking my
lips...mmmmmmm....
Ah...back to the pelvic rock again...guess I'll point mine towards the
window as I pretend to keep watching the screen. My hands start on my
hips but move toward my thighs with each rock...my hands are just reaching
under the leotard as Jane swithches to floor exercises. I'm really putting
on a show now as I unbutton all my buttons and caress my breasts thru my
bra...yeah...this'll make him HOT!!! Now my hands are roaming up and
down my thighs and I too have gotten very HOT...my breathing has changed
and I no longer want to tease...I want that man...NO ..I NEED HIM...NOW!!
I look at him and our eyes lock this time and he smiles wolfishly.
I beckon with my finger but he just smiles at me...and rakes his eyes
over my wanton body. Now HE pretends he's working...but he's still
peeking!!! ;-)
Two can play this game! I closed the curtains and waited...hoping.
The door bell rang! "can I have a drink of water" "Please do cum in"
I gave him his water then turned to open the door to let him out. HE
grabbed me then and said he wanted to do a few exercises with me. He
had the strongest tannest arms and I wanted him...so I took him into
the exercise room and started on warm-ups. I exercised my tongue on
his lips and his salty, musky neck. He quickly joined me in these
routines..as we deviated quickly from Jane's routines. His strong
and gentle hands began to explore my hungry body...my nipples arched
longinly for his touch...I moaned when he found them. He caressed
them with his hands...then explored them with his tongue, sending
shivers throughout my body...when he took each nipple in his mouth
and sucked it was too much. I became so hot and so dizzy, I begged
him to stop. Instead he continued to suck while his fingers drifted
down and under my leotard. He felt around for my clit as I greedily
guided my clit to his lovin fingers. I needed it then. Sucking
and stroking he took me higher and higher..no chance for a breath
my clit hot and swollen soon exploded its passion climaxing for
what seemed forever!! Damn it was good! Thank You Mister!!!
I asked if there was anything I could do to repay him...and of
course he was ready with an answer. He took off his jeans and stood
over me. He was ready! Through the bottoms of his red Boxers I
saw his gleaming hardness. I got up on my knees for a better look
and pulled the boxers down to expose his want. I quickly gave him
a "blow job" breathing lightly over the lenghth of his shaft. He
responded by moving his dick closer to my mouth..."suck me...please"
I kissed the tip then wrapped my tongue aroungd his head...as he
began to moan. I continued feathering his shaft with my tongue
as I felt his need increase. He begged me to take it all in and
I relented. He was so hot he began to thrust into my mouth... I put
an end to that. I held his hips steady as I slowly sucked his weapon
deep into my throat, sliding it out, sucking it deep. When I was ready
I increased the tempo. He soon spurted with joy.
AS he rested himself I finished undressing and demanded equal
time! He laughed and said we should be even already but that as he
was in a very generous mood I should prepare myself. But I wasn't
prepared for such an onslought! He started with my lips and ears
and my neck...teased my nipples and then totally mastered me with
his attentions to my clit. He used his fingers, his toes, his teeth
and his tongue...and what a tongue...he had me so high I never knew
if I was cuming or going...I know I did a lot of cuming...Then he
gave me a very wet sloppy kiss and entered me with his hard cock.
I wouldn't have thought that I had any energy left to respond.
But after a few deep thrust, an answering need grew in me. My walls
responded trying to capture his higness as he drew back after each
new thrust. He positioned himself so that the thrust was greatest
near my clit. Each time he thrust a surge of shivers raked my body...
I was climbing higher and higher again nearing the places he had
already driven me. He had total control and held himself back till
he felt me climax...then he spent himself with 3 great deep strokes
and we lay spent in each others arms.
I must admit, it WAS a GREAT workout!!! Eat your heart out, Jane!!!
Love,
Sadie.
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Where's my g-spot??? My whole body's a g-spot!!!! -sadie
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CONTACT: wizard
A WALK IN THE PARK
I'm walking down a path in this nature preserve kind of thing. I don't
have a backpack or anything, just a canteen at my hip and perhaps
a knife to mark my way through the trees. Anyway, I'm just there for the
day, and I'm enjoying nature... I find a small clearing, and go to stand
in the middle of it, drinking in the nature smells and sounds. I
hear a bird singing, and I close my eyes to enjoy it...
Suddenly, something lands on my back. Well, at first I thought that
something had landed, but as I turn around to look, I see that a beautiful
woman has softly placed her hand right between my shoulderblades.
No doubt my mouth falls open, for not only is she extremely beautiful,
she has also surprised the hell out of me. "I saw you walking,"
she says, softly, coyly... "I saw you walking, and I couldn't help
myself... I just had to follow you..." She looks down at her feet,
and then up at me, through her eyelashes. I think of what to say
for a moment... it just seems that she is the most beautiful creature
I've seen anywhere. She's got long dark blonde hair, her eyes are
green, and her lips, which are slowly working back and forth over each
other, are red. Her pink toungue quickly darts out to grab something
invisible off of her lip (no, she's not a frog... :-). Her ample
breasts, encased in her white tank top, are slowly moing up and
down with her breath. Her waist is slim.... no extra poundage that
I can see. Her hips are medium-sized to large, and her legs are long
and smooth.
"Well... perhaps you'd care to walk with me...?" I finally get
the words out after what seems like an eternity of deliberation.
So we walk for a while, occasionally sharing words, savouring nature
all the while. Occasionally she glances up at me... more often than
not, we make eye contact. More often than not, she breaks away first...
but as time goes on, she gets bolder, and the gaze is held for longer
times. She is looking more beautiful by the minute... and soon it
appears that we are savouring the beauty of each other more and more,
and the importance of the nature around is slowly getting less and less.
Eventually, we get to another clearing. Only God knows how far
we've walked together, or exactly where we are... However, I can hear
the faint babbling of a creek. I know I'm not all that lost.
She moves to the center of the clearing, and stands with her back
twoards me. I walk up to her, as softly as I can... but it looks
like she knows I'm there, for when I get within about three feet of her,
she turns to face me. We look into each others eyes... for what seems
like another eternity, we gaze. Finally, she breaks the gaze... she
half-closes her eyes, and swiftly closes the distance between us.
She comes to me, and as I am about to put my arms around her, I hear
her whisper something that sounds like "I need you..."
As the hug extends itself in time, I start to run my hands up and
down her back. She hold me tighter, and I give her a squeeze... She
starts to do the same to me. Convieniently, her tank top is outside of her
khaki shorts, so I take the invitation, and place my hands on the bare
flesh of her back. It is smooth and cool... I think that it is much
unlike my own must be. I run my hands along her spine... the groove
that it makes is well defined. She pulls my black shirt out of
my khaki shorts, and she begins to feel my back as well. It is heaven.
I change to running my hands in circles. Eventually I get to her bra,
and, after a moment's thought, I deftly undo it. Surprisingly
enough, she doesn't pull away... she keeps her arms around me, and
whimpers just a little bit -- almost inaudibly. Her touch gets stronger,
more insistent... I move away just a little bit, in order to look at her.
Everything about her says 'YES!'... her eyes gaze soulfully into
mine, and her hands reach out to rest on my shoulders. Then they swiftly
move to the buttons of my shirt, which they deftly undo... she puts
her hands inside my shirt and hugs me again. I hear a definite 'mmmmm....'
as I raise her tank top as far as it'll go. She obligingly steps
away breifly, and allows me to whisk the garment above her shoulders
and off, onto the ground. Her bra falls to the ground as well, and
her gorgeous breasts shake free. I place my hands around them,
lovingly cupping them... my jaw must be at my feet, for she whispers
"So you like them?" I nod my head, looking at her only briefly.
I fall to my knees, kissing and licking her breasts. She shucks
my shirt for me, and begins to knead my shoulders.
After a while, I move my ministrations to her stomach. The warmth
coming from her lower regions is palpable now; I can feel it on my face
as my tounge nudges into her bellybutton. I move lower, I undo the top
buttons of her shorts, I undo the bottom buttons. Her shorts fall to
her feet (with a little help from me), and suddenly she is wearing
nothing but bikini panties, shoes, and a necklace. My hand reaches up
to cup her mound, and I look up... her eyes are closed, and her
head is tilted back in ecstasy. My hand, now moving with a will of its
own, pulls her panties down around her ankles. Her vagina is now
radiating heat like a heatlamp... I knelt on the ground, looking up
at this beautiful woman. I lowered my head, licking her, her wet
sweet on my tounge. Palms cradling her hips, I held her, raised her
like a chalice, lips pressing tight while my tongue sought the point
that would bring her home. She screamed in pleasure...
As the echoes died away in the woods, I sat back on my forelegs.
She came down to meet me, a prurient smile on her lips. She pushed
me to the side, then quickly got on top of me. Closing her eyes,
she kissed me... what a kiss. Before long, her tounge found its way
into my mouth and started exploring. Meantime, her hands were exploring
the bulge in my shorts. Her hands seemed to have wills of their own as they
undid the button at the top of the garment, then sliding the zipper down
to the bottom if its track. She bade me raise my hips off the ground,
so she could slide my shorts down... Then she ran her tounge down to
the rock hard member inside my briefs. Hungrily, she pulled them off,
freeing Mr Happy to stand on end. She licked it like a lollypop, then
she put her mouth around it and began sucking in earnest. Licking,
sucking... I went out of my head. But before I came, she moved her head
back up onto mine... she moved her whole naked body on top of mine.
In the midst of the resulting long, deep kiss, I entered her. She
moaned as I did, and continued moaning as I moved inside of her.
An instant later and yet an eternity, I found release... she did too,
several times. We lay together, exhausted... we must have fallen
asleep together, for the next I remember, it was getting dimmer
as the sun went down. We quickly got up, got dressed, and began
walking back to civilisation, arms around each other.
An instant later and yet an eternity, I found release... she did too,
several times. We lay together, exhausted... we must have fallen
asleep together, for the next I remember, it was getting dimmer
as the sun went down. We quickly got up, got dressed, and began
walking back to civilisation, arms around each other.
Copyright (c) 1988 John Onorato All Rights Reserved
[used with permission]
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CONTACT: (none)
THE MEETING (part 1)
Well, I imagine we would meet in, say, the city, since that's the
closet we've ever come to meeting. And suppose we went out to
lunch, and you had a seminar that afternoon which really wasn't
essential to your stay. And say I talked you out of the
seminar, because I wanted to go to the museum. So we go, and
every time you stop to explain a painting to me, I stand behind
you and look over your shoulder, sometimes resting my head on
your shoulder next to your ear, but only very lightly. After
about an hour, you turn around to find me missing. You look for
awhile and finallly find me all alone in front of a big, quiet
painting, looking up at it solemnly with my hands held loosly in
front of me. You tiptoe up to me and slip an arm around my
waist, cover my eyes and whisper, "guess who!" into my ear. I
pretend not to know, and you give my ear a gentle bite. I laugh
to avoid an embarrassing situation, and you yourself wonder why
you did that. But the ice begins to break, nevertheless.
It is wintertime, and after another hour of somewhat tense,
friendly wandering around, I ask you to join me for dinner.
Unsure that you want to have to keep up the newfound-friend social
act, you hesitate. I mention a bottle of wine, and you
acquiesce. We go to a small Italian restaurant, not normally a
favorite of either of ours, but tasty all the same, and
deserted. The waiters are very funny, and after the bottle of
wine, their insinuations about our apparent romance amuse us, and
we begin to play along. As dinner nears and end, I say to you,
loudly enough for them to hear, "I... umm, have a hotel
reservation just a block from here, very nice place. Perhaps
you'd like to join me for a nightcap?" The waiters all look
over, and we laugh quietly. You reply, a little too loudly, of
course, "I would join you, gladly, but only if you would permit me
the honor of a dance or two with the orchestra." What a ham. The
waiter quickly brings the check, assuming, poor fellow, that
timing is of the utmost importance in order not to spoil our
romantic mood. He tries to give the check to you, but I hold up
my MasterCard, and he takes it, with apologies. We exit to the
goodbyes of the staff, wrapping our coats around us. You feel
very expansive, and you slip your arm around me posessively
before you realize what you've done.
"Well, I suppose we need to find a subway to your car, eh?" you
inquire. I shake my head gently, the hint of a smile playing on
my lips. You frown. "What then?" you ask. After shaking my head,
I say, "Oh, nothing. Just a funny thought. Let's go." You relax,
and then begin towards the subway sign up the street. I stop you.
"Not that one. That one is very dirty and not very safe.
besides. It's nice, I'd like to go for a walk." "In this
weather?" you complain. Rounding the corner, you see a gorgeous
hotel with a long walkway and a doorman. Imagine your surprise
when I lead you up the walk. Inside, I mention my name to the
desk clerk, and, after rummaging around, he produces a key and
some papers for me to sign. You smile in amazement. "When did
you plan this?" you ask. I shake my head.
I suggest that we stop downstairs for drinks, but mention that I
really do need to wash my face before we go. I ask if you'd like
to see the room. "I hear they're pretty elegant," I say. We end
up in my room. I excuse myself, and walk to the bathroom, where,
from inside, I can hear you lock the bedroom door. I smile. When
I return, I am wearing my black tedi and my short red oriental
robe. I've picked them rather carefully, and they do me justice
and improve me some. I walk up to you steadily, remove your tie,
and press you down against the king size bed. My legs on either
side of your waist, I begin to unbutton your shirt as I press
against you. My concentration is beginning to interfere with my
breathing.
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I can feel the warmth of your body flowing into mine. Looking up
at you, I see your eyes are glazed over. Your fingers quickly and
quietly worked through the buttons on my shirt. The last one,
stuck in place by my belt and pants, is soon to go. You slowly
unbuckle my belt and unbutton the single button on my slacks; all
the time gazing at me through your deep brown eyes. A brief tug
and the shirt is free - now fully open in front of you exposing my
chest to the room around us.
A swift wrist movement on your part and the slip knot holding your
robe together falls apart revealing your tantalizingly covered
torso.
I reach down, push the robe back from your waist and touch the
outside of your left thigh. A shudder rolls through your body as
you react to my touch. As I look up, I can see the outline of your
breasts through the satin of your negligee. Your nipples are barely
evident - hard and erect as they must be - behind the covering.
By now, you are rubbing my chest. You spend just a moment twirling
a finger over each of my nipples; they begin to get erect. I sit
up and kiss you hard on the lips. Our tongues meet almost before our
lips. You're pressing down hard on my cock - still restrained,
however slightly, by my open slacks. You moan as I work both hands
up your rib cage; squeezing your back and belly between my hands.
I slowly let one hand glide along the side of your right breast -
another moan, another flick of the tongue.
Your right hand shoots in between us to my lap to free my hard
cock from my pants. As you take it out and begin stroking it, I
move my mouth around to your ear and begin to tell you "oh, how
good it feels". "Your hands feel sooo good on me."
By now, you've found out that my ears and neck are my weak points.
You gently blow into my ear; your tongue probes its contour. My
eyes close in a fit of pleasure that only I know, then you pull
away.
Glancing down, you notice a single drop of moistness coming out of
my cock. You touch the drop with your index finger then sensually
lick the finger. Reaching to the base, you push out another small
bit of the sticky fluid. Another finger; this time you touch it to
the tip of your tongue and then share your tongue with me...
The flavor sets my mind reeling and I fall back onto the bed with
you still sitting upright on my lap; the light from the bed stand
showing me parts of you I had not seen quite so well before.
I slowly reach down and cup your naked ass in my hands. Slowly, I
pull you toward me. As you move off my lap and slide wetly along
my stomach, my now freed cock stands up; pulsing to my heartbeat.
I can smell you and it smells good. As you get closer to my face,
you reach down and rub the slit between your legs; then push those
same fingers into my mouth. "Suck my fingers... do I taste nice?"
There is nothing to say; your one free hand is gently stroking my
left ear while I go down on your fingers, savoring each taste of
you as you still get closer and closer to my mouth. Two hands now;
you spread your pussy lips open to me and lift yourself several
inches into the air. My head is on fire from your scent; a scented
combination of lust and animal....
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I stop, inches from your face, hesitating. As if unsure of my welcome,
I begin to draw away, but you stop me with one hand placed securely
against my lower back. I begin to reach around to free myself, when in
one quick movement you grip my left thigh and lock me in place less than
an inch away and within easy reach. Absently, I stroke your hair,
breathing shallowly. I try to ignore the deep trembling that I feel
inside my cunt, a sensation that tells me my body has begun to beg.
You kiss me gently, where my inner thigh joins my torso. I swallow a
gasp; you smile. The hand on my left thigh twists slowly around my leg.
You stroke in slight circles, alternately tickling me and teasing me.
As you reach the inside of my leg, you touch the spot you have just
kissed. You think to moisten your finger... no need. A touch between
my legs moistens them plenty, and as you slip a finger inside me you
feel me shudder. With one finger inside me, you grip me with your thumb
against the base of my thigh and pull me towards you. The distance
between us closes so slowly; I am afraid to breathe as my chest flashes
cold, and then hot... you touch me. Slowly, your hand between my legs,
you hold apart the warm lips and lick me. My hands, helpless now, play
with your hair. I want to say something terribly sensual, but nothing
comes to mind, nothing but aching pleasure, and it is all I can do to
stop from grinding myself against your face, anything to bring
the feeling harder against me.
You stop, holding me there, and meet my eyes. "...please..." is
all you hear from me, and with a chuckle, you shake your head.
You slip another finger inside me and pull me towards you, almost
rough, and begin to eat me hard. My breath is caught in my
throat, all my concentration centers on your attentions, and it is
only after some time that I realize I am moaning quietly. Each
time I reach so near to climax, you slow your movements to feel me
push towards you insistently. You slip your hand out of my body
and caress the swollen lips, almost thoughtfully. My hands tense,
knotted in your hair now; surely they must be painful, but you pay
no attention to them. Every few strokes you take care to let your
fingers drop inside to touch my clit, still wet from your tongue.
Each time, I start almost violently.
You release me slowly, and I look at you, confused. As I sit
back, you smile slightly and raise your eyebrows, "I can't seem to
get this *quite* right with all these clothes on. How about we
get undressed?" You haven't finished your sentence before I am
pulling your shirt from your back. I throw it to the floor and
demand your feet, and as you raise them up obediently I rush to
pull off the socks and tug at the bottom of your slacks. Your
underwear is where I left it, around your hips, and as I reach
from where I have moved at the foot of the bed up to your waist, I
let the fabric of my tedi tangle with the hair on your legs. I
reach your waist; grip it in both hands, and slowly pull myself
over you. I see you close your eyes, an anticipatory smile
hovering on your lips. The only sign of tension is your cock,
rigid now, and as I place my hand around I trace the vein along
the side. You glance at me and moan slightly as I move my mouth
towards your pelvis. Just as my tongue meets skin, you let your
eyes close and your head drop to the pillow. As I work my mouth
slowly down the shaft of your penis, I remove the last of your
clothing with a free hand. My right hand tickles you between your
legs, and when that breaks your concentration, I begin to lick
you, hard. You say something I don't understand, and press deeper
into my mouth. I grip your hips and force them to the bed; then
release your cock, wet now, and very stiff. I smile up at you,
and hold your gaze as I lick, first at the base, then up a little,
then touch the tip, just gently, and then back down again, all
the while touching you everywhere except that spot just on the
underside... I watch your expression as I finally begin to lick
you where you have been willing my tongue to go, and you sigh with
relief, letting your head back down to the pillow.
I assume, wrongly, that I am in control. As my strokes get more
rapid, I can feel you getting harder in my mouth. The taste of
your cock is delicious; the smell as the room gets steamy of both
of our bodies is quite heady. But as I begin to lose myself in
the sweet feel of your body, I fail to notice your hands reaching
for my shoulders. You pull me away from you, and before I can
protest, yank me in one motion until our bodies are even. With
one hand you lift the tedi, and I eagerly allow you to remove it.
It joins your shirt on the floor, and as we begin to kiss
furiously, your hard-on presses at my legs. I spread my legs
slightly and allow it between them. I grip gently with my thighs,
and your kisses become more urgent. You roll on top of me, lick
my right breast, flicking your tongue across the erect nipple, and
then press your torso against mine as you force my legs apart with
your knees.
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As your legs part, the tension exposes your slit. I quickly
reach down and provide that one last bit of assistance; the
head of my cock disappears into the musky warmth of your
pussy. You groan as my finger takes a final flick at your
clit. Slowly I work back and forth as your hips rotate below
mine. Almost inexorably, I begin the smooth slide into your tight
cunt. Tight, but moist... You moan as I imbed myself deeper and
deeper into you.
We're both watching my cock move in and out of your vagina; the
glistening of your juices reflecting in the lamplight. I lean over
to your right breast and begin to gently bite the white skin
around the aureola and you let out a small moan. I immediately
begin licking the base of your hard nipple and listen to you make
small gutteral noises.
By now, I'm fully into you and our pubic hair is now the only
buffer to our love making. I make a quick thrust as your hips come
up to me me then I stop. I can feel you working the muscles in
your vagina around my stiff cock and it feels good; I tell you so.
A brief kiss then it's back to your right breast; slowly sucking
on the hard, erect nipple. With my teeth, I gently bite down on
the nipple and feel you squirm under me. I run my teeth up and
down the length of the nipple and feel it grow under my touch.
You say no one has ever made you feel like that.
My arms, tight and muscled as they are, find it difficult to
support my body on one arm when I try to reach down to your clit;
so I lay on top of you; both hands now firmly wrapped around your
firm white ass. I slip my baby finger, moist from your vagina, one
joint into your anus and you wriggle again, wanting more of it as
I continue to slow-fuck you; our lips joined in a continuous kiss
of passion; our breathing flowing over one anothers' faces as our
lungs supply us with much needed oxygen...
I slow down even more and finally stop; my cock firmly inside your
body.
"Oh..., why.."
I put a finger over your lips and stop you from asking.
After slowly withdrawing, I stand up next to the bed; my cock
aiming upward at a steep angle; thoroughly drenched in your pussy
juices. I reach for your hand and gently help you off the
bed. Standing, I hold you tightly and press my mouth to yours in
another long passionate kiss.
"Follow me," I say.
Silently, you follow. As we near the window of your tenth story
room, I pull open the curtains to reveal the window. Since the
hotel is flat-faced, no windows except in the near-empty building
across the street face us.
"Put your hands here" I say pointing to a spot on the window.
Your look of disbelief is quickly put to rest when I grab you from
behind and place your hands firmly on the appointed spot on the
window; your heaving breasts a mere twelve inches from the
pane. As you begin to object again, I reach around and squeeze one
nipple while simultaneously rubbing your blood-swelled pussy. You
stop.
I slowly move in behind you and you lift your ass to meet me. I
quickly slip back into your slick vagina and immediately begin to
stroke it from the inside. I can feel your body begin to tense in
pre-organsmic tremors so I slow until you gain control again.
"Oh, please don't stop...you've been teasing me for so
long. Please let me come with you. Oh, I need you in me so much."
You can't believe you're getting screwed 100 feet up in the air
The idea of several million people being outside the window makes
you even hotter as you begin to work your hips in direct
opposition to mine; my torso and your ass continually
slamming in one another.
This position allows me to fuck, kiss, and touch you in the places
where touching counts. I lick two pussy-soaked fingers and reach
around to your clit. The twirls and stimulation is almost more
than you can stand. Quickly, I use my free hand to rub a breast
with my flat hand; the hand slowly twisting and grinding the
nipple against your tit; our lips meet again as I feel myself
getting harder and harder inside of you. You feel it too and look
deeply into my eyes...a brief tear falls from one of yours...
Your cunt swiftly tightens around my fast-moving cock as your mind
fills with a fog of passion. The tremors begin slowly and build
up; your moans louder and louder. I can barely hold onto the load
of come that so much wants to be inside of you.
Your hips begin to buck and sway from side to side and I firmly
pull you back into position. Your hands are now hanging onto the
curtain in a death-like grip as you turn over control of your mind
to your sensually-spiked body.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Uuuuuuhnnnnnnnn, fuck me, oh shit, fuck me...."
With my last remaining moment of control I finger your clit
quickly to bring you along even further.
A few long animal-like strokes and I begin to come, too. The
feeling of your orgasming pussy pulsing around my cum-throbbing
cock is more than I can take and I scream... My cock literally
jumps inside of you as squirt after sticky squirt fills your
vagina.
Slowly, oh so slowly, the peaks of our orgasms fade; I hang onto
your twitching body as we slowly pull ourselves apart and face one
another. We embrace from the front; our mixture of cum slowly
dripping onto both of us. Our hands are pressing, touching each
other everywhere as our lust turns into love. A tear slips out of
my eye too as I feel a new life growing within me.
Lifting you up in my arms, I kiss you hard and carry you back to
the bed. We lay down together tangled in loves embrace; our juices
still with us, not caring about anything but each other. I stroke
your hair and forehead as you slip off to sleep.
You stir as I towel you off. The towel ends up on the floor
next to my wrinkled shirt. When should I leave, I think? "Later" I
say....much later...as I snuggle up to your warm tender body and
drift off to sleep myself...
Good night, love, good night...
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(to be continued...)
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