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All those naughty stories you dream about ....
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Part II: The old flame
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Posted:Jan 17, 2019 7:04 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2024 9:1 am
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She went to the back of her car and grabbed the blanket that was always stored there and then they headed off to a quiet secluded place amongst the trees. She was so wet she could feel herself dripping. She knew she just needed one or two touches and she would be a goner. The excitement, the hunger - it was all coming back to her. He unbuttoned her shirt and unclasped her bra to feast his eyes on her swollen breasts. She moaned in anticipation. He lowered his mouth and suckled her nipple and she thought her legs would buckle beneath her. His hot mouth, his teeth and the pressure was causing her to squirm in her panties. Her clit felt like it had grown twice in size and was rubbing against her shorts in sheer torture. He pinched her other nipple and she knew she was on the verge of an orgasm just standing up. He did this to her. He slid her down to the blanket and peeled her shorts and panties off. He could see how wet she was from her drenched panties. He leaned down and ever so slowly began lapping at her folds and clit. Then he used his tongue to circle her clit and apply ever so gentle pressure and she knew if he continued she would spontaneously explode. He discarded his pants and underwear and before she knew it she could see him leaning over her in his magnificent nakedness. She wanted him inside her now. She wanted to feel his fullness and claim him again for herself. She wanted his sheer power inside of her wringing her inside out. He didn't hesitate - he was too far gone. He positioned his cock at her entrance and slowly pushed his head inside her tight opening. Thank goodness she was wet or this was going to be tricky. He pushed further in and she was trying to push herself on him more. She wanted him Now. With one last push he was all the way inside to the hilt and she looked at him and thought - I can't believe how much I've missed this and him.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and said - Come here I need a kiss. He leaned in and kissed her like he had never seen her before and he couldn't get enough. She squeezed her inner muscles and he groaned. You're playing dirty - he said. Always - she replied. She reached below and started squeezing his testicles. He could feel the pleasure extend up his shaft and he was so damn hard all he wanted to do was pound into her. Oh yeah - you're playing very dirty - he said. He started thrusting inside of her and lifting. She started whimpering. The build-up of pleasure and the stroking of her magical g-spot had her feeling she could orgasm soon. He thrust harder and with each push - she was closer to the edge. He growled at her and she reached down and touched her clit for him. He watched and pushed himself in and out and she leaned back and her inner muscles started convulsing around his cock milking him for all he was worth. It was going on and on - so explosive she thought she just might die of the pleasure. He was groaning feeling her smooth, wet walls on his cock driving him crazy. Then she reached out and started squeezing his balls and reached his anus with her finger and he was a goner - she felt him spurt inside of her - his rich hot semen coating her insides and dripping causing a sensation that could never be put into words. He was breathing heavy and just collapsed on top of her. Oh yeah - she thought - warm, hot and mine.
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Part I: The old flame
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Posted:Jan 16, 2019 3:22 pm
Last Updated:Feb 12, 2020 5:08 pm
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She did not see him but she sensed something. She was in the grocery looking for some missing ingredient when he touched the back of her waist. At first she was startled but she instinctively knew. Maybe it a sixth sense but she had been thinking of him lately, of times shared and long gone. That secret buried so deep she wondered if all she did was make it up. Perhaps a figment of her imagination. She took a deep breath, she could feel his heat. That touch, that caress, that always made her shudder in pleasure.
She turned around and smiled. Here she was dressed like someone who hadn't a care in the world with a high ponytail and there he was in his business attire. How he recognized her was beyond her understanding. Maybe it was the scent - after all she had a thing for smelling like something found at a bakery. He was so close to her. Almost an invasion of her personal space but not quite. He smiled back. Words weren't quite necessary - because it was the look that said it all. It was a look that says I know you and I know you well. It was a look that said I know every inch of you. It was a look that passes between two lovers that have shared something few experienced but everyone wishes for.
The time passed by with small talk about lives and sorrows. It was never about regrets. It was just a conversation between two normal people and no one in the store would ever guess they were anything but friends. Inside, she hungered for him. She wanted it back and she wanted so much more. He looked at her as if he were starved but it seemed like time had placed an invisible barrier in his way. How to reach it and breakthrough? Could he survive the storm again because their relationship had been almost volcanic? So they ended the conversation and he was quick to say how he missed her and she was quick to say how she missed him.
She walked away feeling almost empty and wrung out. She was wondering why that could be - it had been such a long long time ago. So she left the grocery store and decided on a whim to visit the one spot they used to meet at. She pulled up into the parking lot and just sat there staring at the picnic tables where they would talk for hours. She remembered those times they shared and was so lost in thought she failed to notice a car that pulled up alongside hers. She looked over and realized he had shown up as well. She was at a loss for words. How did he know? Almost like an invisible connection existed between them, like they shared a common thought process.
She stepped out of her car and he stepped out of his and they both laughed. It was a shared laugh and one that seemed to break that barrier between them and create a sense of one. She walked over to him and leaned in and told him how much she had missed him. She leaned in and placed her lips over his - ever so gently. A whisper of a kiss just a brush of skin and both playful and shy at the same time. He leaned in and pressed closer invading all her personal space. That heat that was always present between them flared to life and that gentle kiss became more demanding. He pressed his lips firmer to hers and placed his hands on her hips moving her body to press against his hard planes. He parted his lips and let his tongue savor her exquisite flavor till his tongue was mating with hers and the world faded from existence. Her pulse was speeding and she could feel his urgent to consume her. Oh yes, this is what she remembered - how could she have forgotten. Her breasts felt tight with and she wanted to rub herself against him skin to skin. She had to think - they were in a parking lot for crying out loud. But she was sinking so fast - she just wanted to melt against him and her tongue wanted to explore every sinful inch of skin on his body. He devoured her lips again and again and ran his ravenous kisses down her neck. She came up for a breath of air and said - we to move away from here. He looked at her and she looked at him - they knew each other too well.
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The wish
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Posted:Jan 15, 2019 1:37 pm
Last Updated:May 4, 2019 8:16 am
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I was nervous. Damn, I was always nervous meeting for the first time. My hands were clammy. My antiperspirant was going into overdrive and I was sure there was some food stuck in my teeth. Probably had bad-breath too. Couldn't they make this all simpler? Maybe some secret necklace or handshake? Nope. This online stuff eventually meant meeting. What I dislike the most about it is you can't help it but you have some expectations. Sure you expect the awkwardness and the odd moments of silence but really it's about the connection. The first five minutes usually tells it all. Funny but in the first five minutes you tend to know whether the other could be who you've been searching for and craving. The one with that smile that melts your panties. Unless they were lying. Then it's usually further conversation and emails that give it away. You can't really hide the truth about a person.
So I was sitting down and waiting. Sipping an iced coffee and opting for the caffeine. I needed all the energy I could get. The hell with the doctor for suggesting decaf - a has to do what a has to do.
He walked into the shop as I watched. I could see him scanning the crowd looking for that special one who matched the profile. His eyes passed over not quite recognizing me and I smiled. Afterall - does everyone really look exactly like some picture taken at some moment in time? The smile seemed to get his attention as he refocused on me. I felt that zing go through me to my toes. Gosh darn - I was going to squirm in my seat. That zing, that awareness when you look at another and find that something - that perhaps chemistry. Maybe he felt it too. Why is it a smile can change someone so dramatically? Maybe it is that knowing smile. That one that suggests forbidden wishes.
He walked over and smiled. He introduced himself. He could tell my brain had already taken over. I was analyzing him. Trying to see exactly if he was who and what he said he was. I could tell he was doing the same. I like to call it 'the scan'. The look from head to toes of the other. Noticing the way they talked, smiled and moved. That body language that tells the other everything or maybe nothing. Does clothing really define the person or is more body language? If I show off enough cleavage - is it making a blatant statement or merely showing off assets? enough to be comfortable in my skin - if I wore a big baggy sweater would he wait to see if I could hold a conversation or would he judge me on looks? Are looks sexier than words? A million questions went through my head. None of it really matters - the first five minutes can be the judgment or the pursuit or the kiss of death.
He was leaning in close, to make the conversation more intimate. Mmmm he smelled so good. I really did want to lick him up like an ice cream cone even in public. Not that I worried about the table next door overhearing - that didn't bother me. I always figured I could give them something to talk about or spice up their uneventful lives. Maybe he was just enjoying my cupcake scent. You had to get real close to smell it. all about subtle. Subtle and seductive. Is there anything sexier?
The conversation was easy. That's usually a good sign. Enjoying another's company and conversation are critical to a meet. Plus let's not forget the chemistry. I was attracted to him. I loved his voice. I loved his intellect. I felt it. For me, it is more than physical - though of course, that helps. I just love someone who can engage me in a conversation. As we were talking I was admiring his lips and wondering exactly what it would feel like to trace them with my fingers ... so slowly. Then move in closer for a light sweet kiss - the kind that feels soft and feathery. I wondered if he knew where my thoughts were moving. Would he be thinking more romantic thoughts or would his thoughts be more lust filled with sweaty bodies and devouring mouths? It's always so hard to tell. I was wondering if he was a good kisser. Does he linger? Does he provoke? Does he tantalize? So so so many questions. He smiled. Perhaps he could read my mind. With that knowing smile on his face, he asked if I wished to meet again. How does one answer that question right away? How do you know if it feels right? How do you trust your gut when you have all those butterflies in your stomach getting in the way? Not such a simple answer.... but it felt right. Sometimes you just have to take that chance and see....
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