A steamy dream/write...
When he finally had the water set just right, he stripped off the pajama bottoms that he'd slipped into when he had gotten out of bed that morning, and stepped into the stinging spray. The warmth of the water was like a million tiny fingers gently massaging him into a near trance.
Facing the spray, he braced his hands on either side of the water control and bowed his head, allowing the water to wash over his tense shoulders. For a fleeting moment the memory of his phone conversation with his ex-wife sent a surge of anger through him, but he instantly dismissed her from his mind, thankful for the "ex" that was now attached to her title.
Using meditation practices that he'd learned some time ago, he relaxed completely. As he sank deeper into his steamy trance, he began to notice another presence with him. She was still in ethereal form, but became more solid as they both went deeper into their trance. This was the woman that haunted his dreams with her sweet pleasures.
He welcomed her eagerly, moving deeper into his meditative state. Many thousands of miles away, this woman was deep in her trance sleep, sending her soul out to meet his, and as they met, she sighed in joyful relief.
The slight steam from the water frosted the glass walls of the shower to a white colour as his body's temperature rose. He groaned in pleasure as she came round behind him and softly caressed his shoulders, across his back, and down to his buttocks, then made their way back up to his shoulders. The last vestiges of his tension washed down the drain under her careful and loving touch.
Her fingers tingled with pleasure at the feel of him, the lean, hot body in front of her called out to her, making her long to lean against him. She reached around him, easing her soft fingers across his stomach as she pressed her breasts against him. His groan of pleasure encouraged her to continue her quest.
The tension that had recently left came back, but this time it was a tension that he welcomed. The electrical current that seemed to flow between them from her fingers to his heated flesh caused his heartbeat to increase as his desire made itself immediately and unmistakably known.
Turning, he took her in his arms, feeling the warmth of her soft, white skin. Their lips met in a searing kiss, leaving her breathless with its intensity. She pulled back, her hazel eyes blazing with her need for him. She could see an answering blaze in his glowing blues as his eyes devoured her.
Leaning forward, she kissed his chest, her tongue tasting the sweet droplets of water that clung to the hairs on his chest. She gently nipped at his nipple, smiling seductively at the gasp of pleasure this drew from him.
His knees grew weak as her hands drifted lower, moving around behind him and gently massaging his buttocks as she kissed and licked her way lower.
He gasped in pleasure as her lips followed her questing hands. She lowered herself to her knees in front of him, dropping kisses down his right hip and thigh, working her way down his calf until she had reached his foot. Switching her way over, she gave the same detailed attention to his left side, slowly working her way back up to his left hip.
His knees gave way and he had to brace against the wall as her warm, gentle touch cradled his balls. True to pattern, her lips soon followed. Gently, she ran her tongue across them causing a violent shiver to course through him. When she suckled them into her mouth, one at a time, his hands tangled into her wet, dark hair and his eyes closed as he groaned loudly.
She smiled, pleased that she could bring him such pleasure. Her tongue then traced the thick, pulsing vein along the underside of his fully erect cock and his entire body tensed, straining to maintain a little control. She moaned her delight as his fingers twisted in her hair, urging her to take him fully into her mouth. His back arched, thrusting his swollen cock forward into her eager mouth.
The shower spray was beginning to cool but neither of them noticed as she slowly, methodically, worked his length as far into her mouth as she could. Her hands still gently caressed his balls as they began to tighten in anticipation of an explosive release.
Realizing how close he was, she slowed down, easing back to her feet, kissing her way back to his neck until he leaned forward to capture her magical lips with his own. The slightly salty tang of his pre-cum on her lips brought forth another groan of desire, making her smile.
She longed to feel him deep inside her, marking her heart and soul with his intense love. She already knew she could never love anyone else...would never want to. He was her soul mate, and the other half of her heart.
Reaching for the soap, she lathered him from head to toes, being careful to not miss a single spot, then rinsed him. His arousal was nearly painful, but he knew that she would ease him soon, when he was, at last, buried deep within her moist heat.
He hastened to lather her with the same full attention she had given him, careful to touch her just as thoroughly as she had him. After rinsing her in the rapidly cooling spray, he took her hand and pulled her behind him out on the mat where he toweled her dry slowly, enjoying how her nipples hardened at his lightest touch.
He reached back into the shower, turning off the water, then stood still as she, in turn, dried him. The fluffy blue towel became an extension of herself as she teased him from head to toe, never missing a single spot. After she'd dried his feet, she turned him around and kissed the backs of his legs, finding a spot in the bend of his left knee that he never knew could feel so good.
She licked, nipped and kissed across his lean hips, finding yet another erotica area just above his right buttock. Her purr of delight as she felt him tense brought a smile to his face, and he could barely wait to get her in his bed.
Her lips soon found their way back to the back of his neck, causing him to shiver in pure sexual pleasure. Unable to stand anymore, he turned, grabbed her roughly and backed her against the wall, kissing her, his tongue tangling wildly with hers. He felt her melt beneath his large hands and knew he had to take her.
The bright blue fire in his eyes caused her own hazel eyes to ignite to a blue-green glow, her total love and trust shining forth, telling him she was all his. His heart wrenched in his chest as he saw the promise of forever in her heated gaze.
Her hands, soft and warm, teased and tantalized him until he stilled them, wanting to prolong this meeting as long as possible. His large warm hands engulfed hers as he led her to his bed, eager to see her white, smooth skin glowing in the candlelight that dimly lit his room.
The earth-toned comforter was turned down and he eased her down on the beige sheet, covering her hungry body with his own fully aroused one. Her thighs parted, eager for the feel of him, fully sheathed within her, but he held back, wanting to taste her honeyed sweetness.
His large, questing fingers gently parted her moist nether lips, finding her aching, hardened clit. Her hips arched upward as she bucked against his hand, her fingers clutching at him. Gently, he pulled away, slowly kissing his way down over her straining breasts, taking the time to taste her sweetness as he worked lower, toward his goal.
She was sobbing, pleading for release, but he held back, still prolonging what he knew would be an explosive joining. He lowered his lips for a first taste of her intoxicating nectar, touching gently on the aching bud of her desire. Her body tensed and her breath hissed between clenched teeth at the pleasure almost too intense to bear.
The soft roughness of his tongue as it rasped over her throbbing clit grew faster as he gloried in the musky wetness of her. His large hands were gentle as he spread the swollen pink lips for a more unobstructed access.
Her sobbing groans became near-desperate cries as he brought her almost to release, then eased off. This, their first time, would be a time she would never forget. It was a vow he'd made when they had first discovered that distance could not keep them apart. Oceans, continents, hours or barriers of any sort could be bypassed in their meditations.
Slowly he eased one large finger inside her, gently probing, seeking the one spot he knew would bring her the most exquisite pleasure. His eyes narrowed in heated passion as he realized how tight she fit around his finger.
Once more lowering his lips for another taste of her sweet wetness, he rhythmically stroked inside, bringing her, at long last, to a screaming orgasm. The spasms that shook her body were violently intense, arching her almost completely off the mattress as her honeyed juices soaked his hand.
Standing, he rolled her over onto her stomach, bending over her, kissing her neck and shoulders, slowly working his way down the curve of her back and over the swell of her buttocks, parting her legs to kneel between them. Raising her hips, he entered her, her tightness as it surrounded him, grasped and welcomed him, brought another loud groan from him, combining with her own growling purr of pure delight.
He remained perfectly still, waiting for her to let him know she was ready, but also giving himself a chance to adjust to the beautiful feel of her around him, not wanting it to end too soon. He marveled at the near unbearable feel of pure, raw pleasure, knowing that he'd never experienced anything that could ever compare to this. She clutched him tight backing against him impatiently, eager for him to, at last, finish what he'd started. That was what he'd been waiting for.
Easing his aching length nearly completely out, he again was awed at how wet and wonderful she felt. Her pleading moan as she at last spoke told him that she was as eager as he was. "Please!" was all she said, but her voice sounded like sweet honey to his ears, driving him over the edge. Grasping her hips, he drove himself deep within her, bringing a loud groan of approval from her. She met him, thrust for thrust, as they both moved in perfect timing together.
She pulled away, easing him out of her, then turned and pushed him gently back on the bed. Kneeling between his legs, she took his hot, swollen length in her hand and leaned down to taste him, so wet and sweet with her own juices. As her lips touched the throbbing head of his heated cock, he hissed, almost in pain, at how wildly beautiful it felt.
He grasped her arms, thinking to beg her to stop, but the words couldn't form on his lips, so he slid his large hands up her arms, stroking the soft, smooth skin of her neck, then moving up to tangle in her dark, damp hair once more. The silken strands wrapped around his fingers, flowed down around her face and tickled the tensed muscles of his stomach as she lightly licked and teased him.
At last, he spoke. "Enough!" he growled. Pulling her head away from him, he dragged her up the length of him to lie on top of him. The hair on his chest rasped gently across her sensitive, aching nipples. The light sheen of sweat that coated them both acted as a lubricant, allowing them to slide against one another smoothly.
His lips captured hers in another beautiful, heated kiss, tongues tangling together in a wild dance. The taste of them on her lips drove him wild. The musky, untamed tang combined with his saltiness was an aphrodisiac unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.
She backed away, raising herself up over him, easing him fully within her. The smooth, wet walls of her heated sheath clenched tight around him as she rode him, arching her back to take him deeply, completely. His hands cupped her swaying breasts, thumbs rasping back and forth over the hardened nipples, bringing sweet moans of pleasure from deep in her throat.
Their rhythm increased as he arched up from the mattress to thrust deeper into her as she rode him, glorying in the uninhibited way she loved him. He raised up to wrap his arms tightly around her, then rolled her over until she was lying on her back, never pulling himself out of her. Raising himself up, he picked up the rhythm again, moving against her, inside her, again awed at how perfect they were together.
Her hands tangled in the sheet as her head thrashed from side to side as his name was torn from her throat. The sound of his name coming from her in her throes of passion was what it took, driving him faster, deeper into her. Her arms wrapped tightly around him, holding him close as he thrust one more time into her, bringing them both to the explosive conclusion they had always dreamed it would be, her fingernails lightly scoring his sweat soaked back as he released himself into her.
Dear God! He thought, as he whispered her name over and over. It was so much more wonderful than he ever had imagined. His lips teased her neck and ear as he played with her hair where it was spread across the twisted sheet.
Slowly he raised up to see the tears on her face. Afraid he'd hurt her, he gently wiped the tears from her face, the agonized look in his eyes told her his fear. She smiled softly, then said, "I've never experienced anything like that before!"
"I didn't hurt you?"
"No...no, sweetheart. That was so beautiful!"
He rolled to the right side of her, pulling her into his arms. She nestled against him, tucking her head under his chin. Slowly, they both drifted into an exhausted sleep, tangled together head to toe as their fingers traced and touched each other's rapidly cooling skin. Just before falling completely asleep, he pulled the sheet up over them.
She was sound asleep as he looked down at her, marveling at what she'd brought into his life this day. Sunlight peeped beneath the heavy drape covering his bedroom window and in the background, the music that neither of them had heard continued to play as he fell into a deep, restful sleep for the first time in almost four years.
He jolted awake, the freezing water of the shower bringing him rapidly out of the deep trance he'd fallen into. Even though he knew it was useless, he searched for her, hoping to find her waiting for him. His back felt the stinging cold of the shower spray, so he turned to turn the water off. His muscles ached sweetly and his back stung where the water hit him. The little love bite on his thigh was proof that she had, indeed, been there. A smile lit his face as he started planning their next encounter.
Drying off, he walked to the phone. As he dialed the numbers that would put him through to her, he thought back over the last hours, wondering how long he'd been standing in the cold shower, then decided that he didn't care. Her drowsy voice picked up on the other end, bringing another large smile to his face.
"G'day, darlin'!" he said.
"OH! HI! I just had the most amazing dream....."
Short story by Glata
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Written on 2006-07-03 at 13:28
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Shower
As the water was running in the shower, he twisted the knobs to adjust the temperature until it was just right. He hated for the water to be too hot because of the way it mottled his skin, making him look, for a short time, like an escapee from the local hospital's burn unit.When he finally had the water set just right, he stripped off the pajama bottoms that he'd slipped into when he had gotten out of bed that morning, and stepped into the stinging spray. The warmth of the water was like a million tiny fingers gently massaging him into a near trance.
Facing the spray, he braced his hands on either side of the water control and bowed his head, allowing the water to wash over his tense shoulders. For a fleeting moment the memory of his phone conversation with his ex-wife sent a surge of anger through him, but he instantly dismissed her from his mind, thankful for the "ex" that was now attached to her title.
Using meditation practices that he'd learned some time ago, he relaxed completely. As he sank deeper into his steamy trance, he began to notice another presence with him. She was still in ethereal form, but became more solid as they both went deeper into their trance. This was the woman that haunted his dreams with her sweet pleasures.
He welcomed her eagerly, moving deeper into his meditative state. Many thousands of miles away, this woman was deep in her trance sleep, sending her soul out to meet his, and as they met, she sighed in joyful relief.
The slight steam from the water frosted the glass walls of the shower to a white colour as his body's temperature rose. He groaned in pleasure as she came round behind him and softly caressed his shoulders, across his back, and down to his buttocks, then made their way back up to his shoulders. The last vestiges of his tension washed down the drain under her careful and loving touch.
Her fingers tingled with pleasure at the feel of him, the lean, hot body in front of her called out to her, making her long to lean against him. She reached around him, easing her soft fingers across his stomach as she pressed her breasts against him. His groan of pleasure encouraged her to continue her quest.
The tension that had recently left came back, but this time it was a tension that he welcomed. The electrical current that seemed to flow between them from her fingers to his heated flesh caused his heartbeat to increase as his desire made itself immediately and unmistakably known.
Turning, he took her in his arms, feeling the warmth of her soft, white skin. Their lips met in a searing kiss, leaving her breathless with its intensity. She pulled back, her hazel eyes blazing with her need for him. She could see an answering blaze in his glowing blues as his eyes devoured her.
Leaning forward, she kissed his chest, her tongue tasting the sweet droplets of water that clung to the hairs on his chest. She gently nipped at his nipple, smiling seductively at the gasp of pleasure this drew from him.
His knees grew weak as her hands drifted lower, moving around behind him and gently massaging his buttocks as she kissed and licked her way lower.
He gasped in pleasure as her lips followed her questing hands. She lowered herself to her knees in front of him, dropping kisses down his right hip and thigh, working her way down his calf until she had reached his foot. Switching her way over, she gave the same detailed attention to his left side, slowly working her way back up to his left hip.
His knees gave way and he had to brace against the wall as her warm, gentle touch cradled his balls. True to pattern, her lips soon followed. Gently, she ran her tongue across them causing a violent shiver to course through him. When she suckled them into her mouth, one at a time, his hands tangled into her wet, dark hair and his eyes closed as he groaned loudly.
She smiled, pleased that she could bring him such pleasure. Her tongue then traced the thick, pulsing vein along the underside of his fully erect cock and his entire body tensed, straining to maintain a little control. She moaned her delight as his fingers twisted in her hair, urging her to take him fully into her mouth. His back arched, thrusting his swollen cock forward into her eager mouth.
The shower spray was beginning to cool but neither of them noticed as she slowly, methodically, worked his length as far into her mouth as she could. Her hands still gently caressed his balls as they began to tighten in anticipation of an explosive release.
Realizing how close he was, she slowed down, easing back to her feet, kissing her way back to his neck until he leaned forward to capture her magical lips with his own. The slightly salty tang of his pre-cum on her lips brought forth another groan of desire, making her smile.
She longed to feel him deep inside her, marking her heart and soul with his intense love. She already knew she could never love anyone else...would never want to. He was her soul mate, and the other half of her heart.
Reaching for the soap, she lathered him from head to toes, being careful to not miss a single spot, then rinsed him. His arousal was nearly painful, but he knew that she would ease him soon, when he was, at last, buried deep within her moist heat.
He hastened to lather her with the same full attention she had given him, careful to touch her just as thoroughly as she had him. After rinsing her in the rapidly cooling spray, he took her hand and pulled her behind him out on the mat where he toweled her dry slowly, enjoying how her nipples hardened at his lightest touch.
He reached back into the shower, turning off the water, then stood still as she, in turn, dried him. The fluffy blue towel became an extension of herself as she teased him from head to toe, never missing a single spot. After she'd dried his feet, she turned him around and kissed the backs of his legs, finding a spot in the bend of his left knee that he never knew could feel so good.
She licked, nipped and kissed across his lean hips, finding yet another erotica area just above his right buttock. Her purr of delight as she felt him tense brought a smile to his face, and he could barely wait to get her in his bed.
Her lips soon found their way back to the back of his neck, causing him to shiver in pure sexual pleasure. Unable to stand anymore, he turned, grabbed her roughly and backed her against the wall, kissing her, his tongue tangling wildly with hers. He felt her melt beneath his large hands and knew he had to take her.
The bright blue fire in his eyes caused her own hazel eyes to ignite to a blue-green glow, her total love and trust shining forth, telling him she was all his. His heart wrenched in his chest as he saw the promise of forever in her heated gaze.
Her hands, soft and warm, teased and tantalized him until he stilled them, wanting to prolong this meeting as long as possible. His large warm hands engulfed hers as he led her to his bed, eager to see her white, smooth skin glowing in the candlelight that dimly lit his room.
The earth-toned comforter was turned down and he eased her down on the beige sheet, covering her hungry body with his own fully aroused one. Her thighs parted, eager for the feel of him, fully sheathed within her, but he held back, wanting to taste her honeyed sweetness.
His large, questing fingers gently parted her moist nether lips, finding her aching, hardened clit. Her hips arched upward as she bucked against his hand, her fingers clutching at him. Gently, he pulled away, slowly kissing his way down over her straining breasts, taking the time to taste her sweetness as he worked lower, toward his goal.
She was sobbing, pleading for release, but he held back, still prolonging what he knew would be an explosive joining. He lowered his lips for a first taste of her intoxicating nectar, touching gently on the aching bud of her desire. Her body tensed and her breath hissed between clenched teeth at the pleasure almost too intense to bear.
The soft roughness of his tongue as it rasped over her throbbing clit grew faster as he gloried in the musky wetness of her. His large hands were gentle as he spread the swollen pink lips for a more unobstructed access.
Her sobbing groans became near-desperate cries as he brought her almost to release, then eased off. This, their first time, would be a time she would never forget. It was a vow he'd made when they had first discovered that distance could not keep them apart. Oceans, continents, hours or barriers of any sort could be bypassed in their meditations.
Slowly he eased one large finger inside her, gently probing, seeking the one spot he knew would bring her the most exquisite pleasure. His eyes narrowed in heated passion as he realized how tight she fit around his finger.
Once more lowering his lips for another taste of her sweet wetness, he rhythmically stroked inside, bringing her, at long last, to a screaming orgasm. The spasms that shook her body were violently intense, arching her almost completely off the mattress as her honeyed juices soaked his hand.
Standing, he rolled her over onto her stomach, bending over her, kissing her neck and shoulders, slowly working his way down the curve of her back and over the swell of her buttocks, parting her legs to kneel between them. Raising her hips, he entered her, her tightness as it surrounded him, grasped and welcomed him, brought another loud groan from him, combining with her own growling purr of pure delight.
He remained perfectly still, waiting for her to let him know she was ready, but also giving himself a chance to adjust to the beautiful feel of her around him, not wanting it to end too soon. He marveled at the near unbearable feel of pure, raw pleasure, knowing that he'd never experienced anything that could ever compare to this. She clutched him tight backing against him impatiently, eager for him to, at last, finish what he'd started. That was what he'd been waiting for.
Easing his aching length nearly completely out, he again was awed at how wet and wonderful she felt. Her pleading moan as she at last spoke told him that she was as eager as he was. "Please!" was all she said, but her voice sounded like sweet honey to his ears, driving him over the edge. Grasping her hips, he drove himself deep within her, bringing a loud groan of approval from her. She met him, thrust for thrust, as they both moved in perfect timing together.
She pulled away, easing him out of her, then turned and pushed him gently back on the bed. Kneeling between his legs, she took his hot, swollen length in her hand and leaned down to taste him, so wet and sweet with her own juices. As her lips touched the throbbing head of his heated cock, he hissed, almost in pain, at how wildly beautiful it felt.
He grasped her arms, thinking to beg her to stop, but the words couldn't form on his lips, so he slid his large hands up her arms, stroking the soft, smooth skin of her neck, then moving up to tangle in her dark, damp hair once more. The silken strands wrapped around his fingers, flowed down around her face and tickled the tensed muscles of his stomach as she lightly licked and teased him.
At last, he spoke. "Enough!" he growled. Pulling her head away from him, he dragged her up the length of him to lie on top of him. The hair on his chest rasped gently across her sensitive, aching nipples. The light sheen of sweat that coated them both acted as a lubricant, allowing them to slide against one another smoothly.
His lips captured hers in another beautiful, heated kiss, tongues tangling together in a wild dance. The taste of them on her lips drove him wild. The musky, untamed tang combined with his saltiness was an aphrodisiac unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.
She backed away, raising herself up over him, easing him fully within her. The smooth, wet walls of her heated sheath clenched tight around him as she rode him, arching her back to take him deeply, completely. His hands cupped her swaying breasts, thumbs rasping back and forth over the hardened nipples, bringing sweet moans of pleasure from deep in her throat.
Their rhythm increased as he arched up from the mattress to thrust deeper into her as she rode him, glorying in the uninhibited way she loved him. He raised up to wrap his arms tightly around her, then rolled her over until she was lying on her back, never pulling himself out of her. Raising himself up, he picked up the rhythm again, moving against her, inside her, again awed at how perfect they were together.
Her hands tangled in the sheet as her head thrashed from side to side as his name was torn from her throat. The sound of his name coming from her in her throes of passion was what it took, driving him faster, deeper into her. Her arms wrapped tightly around him, holding him close as he thrust one more time into her, bringing them both to the explosive conclusion they had always dreamed it would be, her fingernails lightly scoring his sweat soaked back as he released himself into her.
Dear God! He thought, as he whispered her name over and over. It was so much more wonderful than he ever had imagined. His lips teased her neck and ear as he played with her hair where it was spread across the twisted sheet.
Slowly he raised up to see the tears on her face. Afraid he'd hurt her, he gently wiped the tears from her face, the agonized look in his eyes told her his fear. She smiled softly, then said, "I've never experienced anything like that before!"
"I didn't hurt you?"
"No...no, sweetheart. That was so beautiful!"
He rolled to the right side of her, pulling her into his arms. She nestled against him, tucking her head under his chin. Slowly, they both drifted into an exhausted sleep, tangled together head to toe as their fingers traced and touched each other's rapidly cooling skin. Just before falling completely asleep, he pulled the sheet up over them.
She was sound asleep as he looked down at her, marveling at what she'd brought into his life this day. Sunlight peeped beneath the heavy drape covering his bedroom window and in the background, the music that neither of them had heard continued to play as he fell into a deep, restful sleep for the first time in almost four years.
He jolted awake, the freezing water of the shower bringing him rapidly out of the deep trance he'd fallen into. Even though he knew it was useless, he searched for her, hoping to find her waiting for him. His back felt the stinging cold of the shower spray, so he turned to turn the water off. His muscles ached sweetly and his back stung where the water hit him. The little love bite on his thigh was proof that she had, indeed, been there. A smile lit his face as he started planning their next encounter.
Drying off, he walked to the phone. As he dialed the numbers that would put him through to her, he thought back over the last hours, wondering how long he'd been standing in the cold shower, then decided that he didn't care. Her drowsy voice picked up on the other end, bringing another large smile to his face.
"G'day, darlin'!" he said.
"OH! HI! I just had the most amazing dream....."
Short story by Glata
Read 581 times
Written on 2006-07-03 at 13:28
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