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A Day for Her (Short Story)(Old Work)
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A Day for Her (Short Story)(Old Work) WARNING I do not reread these for editing (that's what an editor is for). They are all copyrighted by me, both old and new stuff. Nothing nice to say (or at least constructive) then don't say anything. Happy Reading. ********************************************* A Day for Her Smiling contentedly to herself lighting the last of the candles the room alive with the glowing of faint flames the darkness of the only slightly sliced through with that many candles but even then she could still see the satin sheen of the sheets...the mountains of pillows causing the minds eye to actually see a form on the bed...pulling her long cinnamon hair to the side it smelled of the sweet bath she had just left...today was a day to pamper herself and fulfill certain indulgences she had held from herself...standing there holding the top sheet of the set around her body...the flicker in the mirror catching her eye...turning she can see the sparkle of her vivid green eyes in contrast to her skin...hearing the knock on the door she jumps and contemplates staying quiet; dropping her head she remembers the delivery scheduled for tonight...worried that he won't leave it she wraps the sheet tightly around her body laughing a bit at the toga like appearance of it and answering the door in it. Calling out to the aggressive knock at the door that she is coming, the pounding stops...turning the bolt on the lock she opens the door, smiling a bit shyly as she finds the brightest set of brown eyes looking back at her...feeling a sudden rush of heat to her cheeks she stammers finding the words...Please bring it in all she can say as she is very aware of his gaze washing over her and her "dress". "Just you for delivery today, do you need help" she asks but is turned down...which is good for she is sure she would be more of a set back than a help...watching him move the item in the house a press it up against the wall, her turn to let her eyes take in his form...the way the muscles in his thighs strain against his jeans as he lowered the item in...the curve of his ass...slowly working up to his shoulders as he turns around...still filling the blush of her cheeks now coupled with the fact that there is a rush of deeper seated heat, she notes his smile...the fullness of his lips...biting her pouty bottom lip, she looks to his brown eyes, the brilliance of her eyes not hidden with make up, just her...chuckling softly to herself...yeah just her in more ways than one. Bouncing back from her mind wandering he has said something to her, but she didn't hear him...god he's moved closer to her, she can smell him, the musky scent of a man something that she didn't include in today's pampering but now wants...no she needs it. "What was that I am sorry my mind was wandering away?" Leaning in close to see what he shows her nodding softly not really listening, just noticing how her breasts seem to be brushing against his arm. Looking up in time to see his gaze knowing the flash there was only mirrored in her eyes...slipping her hands quickly into his<b> hair pulling </font></b>his lips to her hard, her lips forcing his open but not meeting much resistance as her tongue darts into his mouth, dancing along the sides of his tongue. Feeling his response to her kiss, with a sheer force she walks towards him never breaking the kiss, until his back rests against the wall next to her room...slipping her hands into his collar literally tearing the shirt from him dropping it to the floor she finally breaks the kiss...to look at him look at her with a mixture of lust and confusion. Undoing his belt and pants with no fight or assistance she pushes them down his legs, stopping to caress over the hardened manhood that proves his lust...the satin sheet beginning to loosen, she let' it slowly fall away from her sweetly scented body...lowering to her knees her breasts touching his bare skin as she does...looking up to him as she flicks her tongue out to tease him just barely touching the head of him...feeling him jump towards her, her green eyes flash...covering the head completely her mouth hot and hungry to taste of him...lowering quickly with need over him completely a wanton mouth fulfilled, stroking and suckling in a maddening pace...removing his hands from her hair as they pull her forward...she needs no guidance she knows how and what she is doing and slipping her tongue into the sweet slit at the top...feeling him shudder and release her hair and hands she slides back up his body. Her own body hot and needy...and needing more...turning to take him into the room so conveniently set for seduction unknowingly; she remembers that the door has been open the entire time...oh well she thinks the guys next door just got a show if they are home...leaving the door open urging him into her room she closes the bedroom door behind them. Adjusting to the lack of light except for the 30+ flames burning in the large room she breathes in the intoxicating smell of the candles her bath and him...not a word spoke between the two since he tried to tell her something about the delivery, he stands before her, his hand gently and timidly running over her shoulder and breast, arching for him to feel more she is shocked to feel his mouth drop to her breast and his hand slide aggressively between her thigh, dipping into the soft wet folds of her sex...his thumb pressing against the tiny nub as she feels a finger slip within her...moaning softly as she opens her eyes and watches, almost removed from the scene, in the mirror on her vanity. Trembling softly against him she can take no more and will not loose control of this day...with a gentle shove of his shoulders caught unaware he falls back onto the clean satin sheets...watching the lights work off the beads of sweat formed on his body and the soft sheen of the moistness left by her mouth on his manhood...she smiles and lets her gaze wash over him...stopping to look into his eyes as she does so...his hand moving to stroke his erection or maybe just to hold it for he knows that she is not finished with him, placing her knee to the side of his hip feeling it sink deep into the plush feather bed, then bringing the other one up to rest on the other hip she hovers above him teasingly...the head of him pressing against the tight, wetness where his fingers just were...placing her palms on his chest leaning forward momentarily to take in another kiss...biting his lips...the flash of emeralds showing as she rocks back onto his manhood, driving it deep inside of her, with a grace and desire...hands still planted on his chest her hips being to rock against his in an ebb and flow moment to moment, slowly raising herself up his shaft and pushing him back deep inside her...riding him in a slowly rhythm, over and over pushing him deeper into her each time...the tightness of him inside her grasping him fully as she moves...every silken wall touch simultaneously as he slides in and out of her body...over and over again. Stopping to roll her hip in circles grinding down on his hips feeling the head of him hit the core of her being only slightly aware that his hands have moved up to apply pressure to the tight bundle of nerves...every roll of her hips pressing him fingers into her clit bumping it sending waves of shocks through her as she moves...moaning loudly and increasing her speed she feels his body tense and tighten...stopping and looking down to his deepened brown eyes his fingers still rolling in circles over her clit...biting her bottom lip as he smiles knowing that he is causing her to have to move her body betraying her, his body shaking under her...slipping her hands off his chest and onto his thighs, her body pulling against his now as she rides down on him every roll of her hips pulling his erection in a different angle causing him to press against the hardness of her pelvis...riding him quickly and forcefully her body starts to tremble...grinding her hips to his over and over again every roll bumping the pressure of his fingers against her...throwing her head back her long tresses flowing over his legs, tickling him as she moves...feeling his legs tighten under her palms and the tiny velvet muscles with in her constrict around him she cries out, as each spasm causes another wave of her climax and her to bump against the pressure of his fingers now working her clit in circles...his body jerking into hers as she continues to move, milking him, riding him bringing him to complete release...filling her and mixing with her own silky juices. She sits atop him not moving, her breathing in soft pants now, her chest heaving...turning and looking at the mirror she smiles and looks down to him still lost in the euphoria of his climax...."Ummm now what was that about a delivery charge and tip?"  |
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Very Nice!!!
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