"Denise, I'm home." He called, but there was no answer. Brian didn't know if he was relieved or disappointed. If she hadn't planned a surprise party, he thought, at least she could have been home. The upstairs light went on. "Brian, is that you?" Now, why would she have the party upstairs? Brian thought. But when he entered the bedroom, all he saw was his wife in bed watching television.
"How was your meeting?" she asked, half interested.
"Oh, nothing special. Uh, I thought you'd have a party or something."
"Well, I thought about it, but I know how you hate those kinds of things By the way, happy birthday."
"Yeah, thanks. I think I'll take a shower and get to bed early."
"Fine." Denise went back to her television.
Brian went into the bathroom and started getting undressed. No party? Not even a card or a cake? he thought. OK, so maybe at first he had objected to having a big celebration, but not to even have acknowledged his birthday? Brian was starting to get angry. He took off his shirt and threw it into the seashell hamper. Denise was always so artistic with her decorating. Even the bathroom had coordinating accessories. Tiny bathsoaps in the shape of seahorses and starfish were arranged neatly in a basket.
"You'd think after 26 years of marriage, I would have at least gotten a card." He said to the pile of dirty clothes.
Brian reached to turn off the water and cringed slightly as he felt the pain in his shoulder from the fall. He opened the shower door and walked to the vanity where his wife's little seashell clock read 1:30 am.
"What the...?"
Brian touched his arm where he'd fallen. He turned to the mirror to check for a bruise and was shocked by what he saw in the reflection. Two tiny hearts with the letters "S" and "E" inscribed inside were tattooed on his arm. Over the picture were the words: "Surprise! Happy Birthday" and under the hearts, written in her very delicate style were the words:
"Love, Denise"
Summer Heat
They returned home late in the evening. They had argued in the car over...nothing really. They had been at some dull and dreary outdoor business function, and the weather was hot and muggy making them both cross.
But important clients were there, so he had to be present to “show the flag”, be charming and generally put on smiles. And said duty required that his lady be present as well, albeit unwillingly.
So they went. And he had perhaps one too many gin and tonics. And let the young female associates stand a bit closer than usual. And laughed at their jokes a bit louder than was his custom.
And she, in turn, stood close to the young admiring males. And laughed at their jokes. And rested her hand on their arms, perhaps just letting a breast touch a biceps, just barely, now and then. With the buttons of her sun dress undone perhaps one more than entirely proper.
And after it was over, sharp words are exchanged in the car.
They returned home to find the air-conditioner has broken down. Again. They undress now in silence. Peeling damp clothes off their bodies and throwing them aside.
They lie on top of the covers, naked in the heavy, warm air. The windows are open in the hope of catching any faint breeze. Laying awake in the moonlight, hearing nothing but the drone of the crickets. Close enough to feel the heat from each other, but not quite touching.
Without a word, she slowly rolls on her side and looks at him. She reaches out, tentatively, and slowly runs her fingers down the smooth center of his chest, feeling the sweat that has collected there. He pretends to be asleep.
Her hand continues downwards across his stomach. Still feigning sleep, the stirring between his legs betrays him. By the time her hand has reached it’s goal, he is fully erect, aching for her. Her touch causes him to moan, and tighten his ass, raising himself to meet her caress.
She smiles over this small victory, and grasps him, firmly stroking his hardness. This is not a time for soft gentle movements. This is sex driven by mutual need. By lust. By maddening heat.
Sliding her sweat covered hand up and down the shaft, getting him even more aroused, she leans down and bites his nipple. Hard. He gasps, and pushes her head harder into his chest, savoring the intense pleasure and pain of her bite.
She throws her leg over him, positioning herself to take him inside. She was already wet before her first touch. The moisture seeps on to his stomach. She needs no foreplay tonight. Tonight is for passionate and driving sex.
She impales herself on him in one movement and rides his cock like a lust driven animal. She pins his shoulders to the bed, her long damp hair hanging down and trailing across his body. Then, grabbing the headboard she rises and looms over him, a succubus come in the night to steal his seed and his soul.
He returns her passion, thrust for thrust. He grabs her hips and uses her body for leverage, grinding himself into her, pushing as deep as he can get. He leans up and captures a nipple between his teeth, repaying the pleasure and pain she gave him earlier. Biting hard and sucking at the same time. She cries out as a wave of sensations rolls over her.
In one smooth movement he rolls her to her back. Seeing the glass of ice water on the bed stand, he fishes out a half-melted cube. He straddles her, to keep her from getting away, He slowly teases her with it. First brushing it across her lips, letting her lick it. Then circling first one nipple, watching it pucker, then moving to the other. Slowly trailing it down her stomach, pausing at her navel, letting it fill with cool water. Then continuing downwards, he slides it over her smooth shaved pubis. First along the crease at the top of one thigh, then the other. Slowly bringing the sliver of ice closer to her center, letting it flow into her.
As it melts to nothing, he finds a replacement. He quickly pushes it between the top of her lips, rubbing it against her hard clitoris. As she wriggles and tries to pull away, he pushes it more firmly into place.
And then he slides it between her lips, deep inside her.
He spreads her legs now, and slides into her. First feeling the slick heat of her outer vagina, then, sliding deeper, the tip of his cock touching the cooler deep interior. And as he pushes still deeper inside, he touches the melting sliver of ice with the tip. Incredible sensations, those. Heat around the shaft, cool at the ridge of the head, and ice at the tip. With a groan he begins moving hard and fast.
Now he is the incubus, come to take her in the dark. He rides her, thrusting and grinding, hands sliding along her sweat covered body. The incredible feeling as he moves from heat to cold and back again.
She throws her legs back and then over his shoulders. She wants him as deep as he can get when his cum flows into her. Her own orgasms start, going off like trip-hammers in her body, one spasm after another shaking her, wrenching screams of pleasure from her.
Her sounds and her spasms drive him over the edge. He spills into her, filling her to overflowing. His mind is a blank. Only a white roar exists in his head. Only the need to have her, and put his seed inside her.
They both return to the present, slowly. Their breathing slows. They feel the hot stickiness that joins them. They savor the slick feel wherever their skin touches.
He bends down and softly kisses her. Then gently bites her neck, sucking as he does so, leaving a mark where all will see it and know what she has been doing.
He rolls off her. And sliding his fingers into her, he removes the ice cube. He slowly sucks on it for a moment, then slides it into her waiting mouth.
They lay, close enough to feel the heat from each other, but not quite touching.
The sweat cooling on their skins.
And their hands move towards each other, the smallest fingers just touching, and wrapping around each other.
They have argued about...nothing really.
But they will always be together.
The End.
Power
Standing at the kitchen sink..looking out my window..alone..bored..wishing you where here with me ..I can feel you approaching me..wanting you to pla
ce your arms around me..loving me..kissing me..
You have plans of your own ..pinning me up against the next wall..I can feel your chest against my back..forcefully holding me against the wall..your hands moving down my sides...grabbing at my wrist..pulling them above my head and holding them there as your lips gently brush up against my neck and shoulders..making me moan..
Your breath feels so hot against my skin..and your hands are making sure my arms stay above my head..making me feel vulnerable..but desired...craved..wanted ..Your left hand takes both my wrists into it..holding them up while your right hand traces it's way down my body..making sure to turn my head when I try and look at you..
I can feel my wetness dripping onto my leg..my lungs expanding as my breathing gets heavier..my chest rising causing my nipples to rub up agaisnt the wall..I moan..wanting to taste you so bad...
I feel your hand sliding in between my legs..reaching for my wetness..teasing my lips ...fingertips at the edge of my craving pussy...My body thrust back..trying to feel the pressures of your fingers against me..but you resist..you are going to torture me..make me beg..and the very idea is exciting me even more..
Your fingers now wet with my honey find their way to my lips..letting me taste myself..mmmmm taste so good...makes me whimper..begging for more..
Ordering me to stay in this position..hands above my head..I feel your body move down my back..your tongue licking me gently..tasting every inch of my skin..stopping to nibble at my lower back before you kneel down and lap at me from behind..
I can feel your hands spreading my legs apart..your tongue dancing on my skin..making me squirm..but you keep reminding me not to move..the control you have over me is overwhelming..making me start to shake..making me weaken..as I cum for you...soaking your tongue and fingers..hands and fingernails leaving marks on the wall above my head..
I can feel you pulling away..and I want you so badly..my moans are getting to you as you grab my wrist once again..turning me around and placing them above my head as you kiss me..so deep..so hard and passionate..letting me taste my honey on your lips as I suck on your tongue...
You are enjoying this game with me..and I can tell it will last longer..as you take my wrist in one hand again..letting the other hand come up to my lips..making me suck on your fingers before you take them and circle my nipples..leaving a trace of saliva on them..making me want more..
Your teeth finding their way to them..biting them..nibbling..hard..yet sensual..oh baby I want to have you so badly...I have to place my hands on your head..strocking your cheeks and letting my moans get louder..trying to pull your head up to kiss you again...
I can feel myself shaking again..wanting to cum all over again..and wanting you to join me so badly..my body language must be telling you this because at that exact moment..you stare me in the eyes..desire so evident..and you place your mouth beside my ear..whispering how your going to fuck me when your ready..and until then I have to wait..enjoy..crave..
Oh how I want to have you inside of me...you are standing ..still staring at me..when I feel your fingers finding their way inside of me again...teasing..then plunging deep..hard..making me cum while you stare into my eyes...holding me still..making me scream out your name over and over again..begging for you mercy...
Your fingers moving until I am done..weak..hardly able to stand..and then you place your hands on my hips..lifting me up onto the counter top beside us..my ass on the cold counter..my pussy on the edge..my hands grabbing at your head so hard..wanting you so badly..
I want to have a taste of you..but I have figured out that tonight..your focus is completly on me..making me cum over and over again on your fingers..your tongue..making me crazy with lust..
My pussy dripping honey onto the countertop..it's so obvious I want more..need more..pushing your head down..wanting you to drink me up once again as I watch your head go down on me..watching your tongue disappear into my pussy..your fingers teasting my ass ...making me scream over and over again until you can't stand it anymore...
Your body moving up..your lips kissing mine...sticky sweet with honey..so good..Our fingers locked together for a moment as I beg you to make love to me..I want to feel you inside of me so badly baby..
Making me gasps for air when you finally enter me..such force...so deep and soooooooo good...banging up against the counter..my pussy pulling you in..my fingernails digging into your back...talking dirty..screaming at you to fuck me harder..deeper..wanting to feel you cum deep inside of me..with me...
Our bodies convulsing at the same time..staying locked in that position after we both cum..kissing ..holding..touching..making me want you again and again..as we finally break away..well aware that a shower is needed for the both of us..
Kissing you in the shower..thanking you..loving you some more ..kneeling before you and making you harden in my mouth this time..against my lips and tongue..making you at my mercy now as my tongue dances circles around your veins..my fingers teasing your balls as the water slides across our bodies..and taking you in as you cum once again..this time letting me have every drop..mmmmmm..love making love to you..
Chantal
thing but you and I..making you happy..satisfying you over and over again...
I want you t
The End.
Revisited
It’s been almost three months since I’ve seen you. I’d be lying if I said I weren’t frustrated. I think of you often as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep.
I remember the first night that we met. You were smiling at me across the bar. Every time I looked over at you I caught you looking at me. Or was it the other way around?
After you bought me a few drinks and we talked for a while, we ended up standing outside of the bar, smoking a cigarette.
Our conversation moved onto the subject of sex. I said something to you, flirtatious, being a bit of a tart, and you told me that I was driving you crazy. You told me how sexy I was.
We moved together for a kiss. The first kiss. Electric. Feeling the heat of your breath on my skin as you kissed at my neck and my sensitive earlobes made me let out a soft moan.
It only encouraged you more.
You slipped your hands inside of my long coat and let them rest on my ass, touching me gently at first then with increasing pressure.
Despite a few onlookers watching, our display became more intense. Our bodies pressed together, your hands, hidden by my coat, worked their way inside of my pants. I pushed my body closer to yours as I felt the warmth of your hands on my naked skin.
I could feel your excitement as our bodies pressed together. In turn I became more excited, wanting to touch you, wanting to discover your body in more private surroundings.
I told you to take me home.
We started walking to your house. Through darkened empty streets, a little off kilter having had a few too many drinks, and wearing shoes with a bit too much of a lift, I was anticipating our arrival anxiously.
We made a bit of small talk on the way, both cognizant of the fact that we were heading home with basically a perfect stranger, feeling a little tense or nervous, but also feeling the arousal of our previous interaction.
We arrived at your door and made our way inside, careful not to disturb your sleeping roommates. I’m not sure how much of a concern that was later, but at least we tried initially.
We made our way into your bedroom and I noticed that I was becoming increasingly aroused. I flushed as I remembered the feeling of your body pressing against mine only a little while earlier.
You kissed me. I kissed you back. No longer having to hold back in front of the eyes of others we began taking more liberties with each other, exploring each other bodies and incidentally moving towards various states of undress.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. As you caressed my breasts, sending shivers though me and gently taking them into your mouth, freeing them from their earlier constricted state, I knew that I had to touch you.
As my hand ran down your bare chest and stomach I paused for a moment at your belt before letting my hand glide down to the hardness that was waiting for me below.
You let me know that you wanted my touch and that I should continue. I wanted so badly to take you in my mouth right then and there, but you had other plans.
We climbed up the ladder to the loft of your bed.
As I lay back you moved on top of me, taking my face in your hands and kissing me deep and hard on the mouth. You kissed my ears and neck tenderly and I let out an audible sign of my enjoyment, moaning into your neck, tousling your hair with my fingers. As you directed your attention to my breasts , firmly grasping with your hands as your tongue danced across one nipple then the other, gently biting and suckling as you did, I knew I had to have you.
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