True sensuality
It all started as most stories do with a guy and a girl in love.
Kelli and I both shared a desire for passion, much more than
a casual touch and deeper than a quick, thrusting, banging
meeting in the back seat of a car. We both liked to touch and
be touched, the feeling of personal contact held more than
the common passing, short-term gratification so often
looked for. Love, passion, feeling...something more.
We would often spend hours in bed teasing each other with
nothing more than touch, no penetration. Licking, sucking,
stroking...all allowed but that was the line, and we relished
it. Anyone can give, anyone can go for the finishline and
break the tape, but a true artisan knows there's more
to the anticipation, more to concealing than revealing.
She came to me one Friday night after work wearing nothing
but an impish smile and asked a question that was soft melody
to my ears, "Let's spend the next 2 days together
with nothing but our skin betwen us." I was instantly
hard as granite, her voice like honey dripping on flower
petals in the spring seduced me. I answered by taking her
in my arms and holding her tight. I ran my hands up her back
slowly, retracing the all too familiar lines of her form,
from the soft gentle curve of her perfectly formed ass past
the slight dimples of her lower back, up her spine to the
tender flesh of her sensitive little neck. How I wished
to take her then, rough and fast, thrusting hard to feel
the explosive force of my cliamx. It was burning within
me, screaming from inside me to be released, but it was a
beast that needed restraint, a force to be controled and
cultivated into something more, something beyond the
comprehension of pure lust. I turned my attention to the
tactile feeling of her velvet skin as my rough hands attempted
to properly appreciate the gift before them. Great hands
that can hold strong and firm, yet worn rough by years of
manual labor in the construction business, I felt them
unworthy of the luscious satin that slid like liquid silk
beneath them. She responded to my touch with what can only
be described as total surrender. Her lithe form falling
into me, wrapping herself around me like the dark folds
of night, encompassing me. She gave herself to me completely,
I could feel her surrender. We fell to the bed a tangle of
arms and legs, entwined as only true soulmates can make
themselves, one being. I was on top of her and I held myself
above her slightly, momentarily concerned that my weight
would make it hard for her to breathe. She relieved my fears
by grasping me tightly and whispering in my ear that she
only felt truly safe and protected when my weight was pressing
down on her and my big arms encompassed her. My head was swimming
from this praise and I settled down upon her to more fully
feel the blissful contact of skin on skin. With her so tighly
held below me I could feel her strength, the firm resistance
of her muscles reminded me of how strong she truly was and
how easliy she bore my weight. Her hands slowly caressing
every inch of my exposed body sent shivers and goosebumps
rippling across my skin like the waves of a still lake broken
by a swimmer's caress, testing the waters. I was an
instrument to be played by this master. My hands took on
a mind of their own, running rampant over the delicate landscape
of her flesh like an exhuberant child let loose on the playground
after lunch. I was a madman, I was empassioned beyond restraint.
She was a drug and I was a starving addict. Our lips played
in furtive delight, alternating between roughly intruding
and enticingly retreating, begging to be chased and eventually
caught. What a tease she was, but a tease begging to be caught.
As we melted into each other we both lost track of our purpose,
desire grew like an over stoked fire and consumed us, pushing
us to go beyond our preconceived boudaries. The touch became
all, the touch became life itself, nothing else mattered.
I felt her hand moving around my hip to caress my cock, I was
alive as I had never been. My hands were my eyes, my tongue,
my nose and my ears. I felt her as I took her in, her scent was
heavenly. The soft flesh of her neck quivered as I gently
licked and nuzzled it. She pushed on my torso and I lifted
myself above her. Her hands moved up and began caressing
my chest and stomach, the hard muscles resopnded by shaking
and twitching like thay had never before been used or felt
sensaton. Then it happened, I lost the game, I broke the
promise. The beast within me won the battle for control
and I entered her sopping wet pussy with my steel hard cock.
Slowly I pushed forward, oh so slowly, but drawn on with
a passion I could never withstand. I moved with no resistance,
her excitemnt evident in the profuse gushing of her sexual
fluids. She almost seemed to be drawing me in. As her nails
bit into the soft flesh of my back she seemed to be pulling
me into her with her internal muscles. A soft gasp and a plea
to her deity "Dear God yes.." was my reward.
I was on fire, every nerve in my genitals was screaming at
me to move, to create the friction that would excite them
and draw forth from me that release. But I couldn't
force myself to rush it, couldn't take what I wanted
so dearly to take. Evey moment was like an eternity, and
time lost all meaning. We were together, as one and feeling
eachother inside and out for what we were, who we were. As
we began to move, we enjoyed every inch of each other from
the inside out as a whole. I heard her breathing become more
rapid and shallow as we slowly began to move together more
quickly, passion was overtaking her as it was me. Her delacate,
gentle moans gave way to more deeply felt grunts and words
escaped her lips "Take me, give me what I need baby.
I'm yours, all yours." It was a mad race and we
were both aproaching the finishline fast. As I felt her
tiny form start to shake and convulse beneath me she pulled
out all the stops. Grasping my hair tightly and pulling
hard on my head she turned my face to the side and traced her
toungue along the edge of my ear and whispered those words
that hold all power over me..."Come baby, come inside
me, let me feel you" That did it, I was sold, gone beyond
any sign of control. I gave myself to her and flooded her
with what felt like gallons of my cum, I gave her everything
I had. We shook together, both of us comming together as
we shared our mutual orgasm. As my release left me I settled
on top of her, exhausted and spent. I could feel her realease
as well, she was relaxed and limp below me yet we shared a
feeling of togetherness. She stroked my back and whispered
to me sweet nothings of how happy she was and how well I had
done to make her happy. I was beside myself with contented
satisfaction and I kissed her and held her tight as we drifted
off to sleep joined, begining our weekend in blissful satisfaction.
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