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Karl Schinke
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I never knew her real name, so I call her June after the
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month I first met her.
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It was a hot month, hot enough to be August, and I was
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working at The Lake, repairing the dock. When the heat got to
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be too much, I tossed some beer on the raft and poled out the
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quarter mile to the rock I call "The Island." It's so small
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that no one bothers with it, so I enjoy going there for the
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quiet.
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I tied the raft to one of the ring of bushes that grows in
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the thin soil at waters edge, got out of my clothes and into
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the water. A few refreshing minutes later, I climbed back
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out, grabbed the beer and a beachtowel, and went up on the
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rock. I set my stuff down in the shade of the island's one
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tree, and drank a can. Secure in the privacy of my little
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spot, I dozed off.
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Shortly, something woke me, and I opened my eyes. I
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blinked hard, thinking I was still dreaming; for there stood
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the most magnificent looking woman I had ever seen, quite as
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naked as I, and apparently totally unconcerned about it. She
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was blue-eyed and dark blonde, stood about five- seven,
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slender and with firm muscles. Her waist was small, almost
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tiny, with well-rounded hips below a firm flat stomach. Her
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breasts were, well, perfect. Neither large nor small, firm
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rounded cones crowned with dark pink jewels just made to kiss.
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She was smiling, and looking at me very openly and
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frankly. Then she said, in a soft voice with just a hint of
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some kind of accent,"You are very beautiful."
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Now. I'm not ugly, I admit, but nobody would mistake me
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for a movie star, and absolutely no one had ever accused me of
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being beautiful before! And to hear those words coming out of
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such a face and figure as hers! I'd like to tell you I
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replied with something clever, but I was just thunderstruck.
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"May I join you?" she asked, seating herself on the beach
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towel facing me.
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"Of course." I replied. "Would you like a beer?"
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"Thank you," she said, nodding.
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I opened two cans and passed her one. A few moments
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passed sipping the beer, while I tried to regain my wits.
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I was getting an erection despite the embarrasment and
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despite trying not to.
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"Oh! You like my body," she said, smiling again, "It is
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all right. I like yours, too. You have a very nice one."
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This last she said looking squarely at my by now throbbing
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manhood.
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She sipped again from the beer, then leaned forward and
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left a quick, brushing kiss on my left nipple. Her lips were
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still cool and moist from the drink, and the sensation brought
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shudders up and down my spine. I reached out to take her head
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in my hands to kiss her, but she was up and on her feet in one
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quick, graceful movement.
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"I must go now," she said with that smile, and with just a
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hint of a wiggle of her round, dimpled ass, was off toward the
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lake side of the Island.
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"Wait!" I called. "What's your name? Where are you
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staying?"
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I ran after her, only to see her climb into a kyack, and
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paddle off. About a hundred feet out she turned and blew me a
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kiss. I stood like an idiot and watched the kyack until it
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passed round a point and disappeared.
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J U N E
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I went to the store, the deli, the gas station, anywhere a
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person might go, but no one had seen anyone like that.
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The man at the deli winked at me and said "Ja, sure I
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vatch for dis Blonde of yours. I find out for you."
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But a week went by, and for all my detective work, it was
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as though I had dreamed her. And dream of her I did!
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Then one late afternoon, I walked out on the dock, and I
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saw a light on the Island, like a small fire winking in the
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light breeze. I was on the raft and poling in a flash.
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I arrived at the Island, tied up, and almost ran up the
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rock. She was there, adding twigs and dry grass to a tiny
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fire. I saw how cleverly the fire had been built in a hollow
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of the rock- it could only have been seen from my direction.
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She was wearing a loose checkered shirt and shorts, and
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looked as magnificent as she had that other afternoon.
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"Hello," I said. "I've been looking for you."
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"I know. Come sit with me."
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She patted a space on the rock, and pointed behind her. "I
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brought some things. I can stay longer this time."
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I looked where she had pointed, and saw a blanket spread
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on the sun-warmed stone, a picnic basket, a bottle of wine and
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two glasses standing in the shade.
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We sat close to each other and talked for a while, though
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each time I tried to ask about her - her name, where she was
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staying - she would change the subject.
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At last she smiled her special smile and said, "All these
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questions! Come, let us eat and drink."
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With that, she got up with her quick, graceful fluid
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motion and walked to the blanket. Here she opened the basket
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and produced a load of bite-size fried things like tempura. I
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opened my mouth to say something, and laughing, she popped one
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in.
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I joined the fun and stuffed one in her mouth.
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She handed me the wine bottle and corkscrew.
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It was one of my favorites. I opened the bottle and
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ceremoniously poured. She touched glasses and murmered,"To us,
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and to Now."
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I sat with my back against the tree, and she slid over and
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leaned her back against my raised knees, half facing me. She
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pulled the basket closer, and took another item and put it to
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my mouth. I half took it and leaned forward to offer her a
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share. She leaned up and bit the offered piece. Our lips met,
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and lingered a moment before she drew back and chewed.
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She lifted her hand to my face and drew the outline of my
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mouth. I siezed her lithe fingers with my lips and eagerly
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kissed and sucked them.
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With her free hand she began to draw little circles around
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my nipples and to trace the outline of my ribs. Even through
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the material of my tee-shirt the sensation was delightful!
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I reached for her chin and drew her to me. This time she
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didn't draw away, but brought her face to mine with softly
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parted lips.
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I traced her lips with my tongue, then gently explored her
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mouth. It tasted cool and sweet. Then her tongue found its way
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into my mouth. I sucked it ever so gently, and she moaned
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softly.
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My left hand played with her soft, long hair and with her
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ears, and stroked her back, and eventually found its way to
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her right breast. The soft cotton of her shirt did little to
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hide the firm, yet yielding texture of that delightful
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handful. She began to hum again.
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I found and opened the top buttons of her shirt, and
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slowly began to trace a line down from her neck with my
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fingers. She took my hand in hers and pressed it firmly
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under her shirt.
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I can't describe the texture of her skin - the most
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incredibly delightful feeling. I gently cupped the object of
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my attention in my hand, kneading it, then squeezed and
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stroked the jewel that crowned it.
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While I was busy with that, her deft hands had pulled my
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tee-shirt up under my arms and were stroking my chest and back
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bringing me goose-flesh and chills.
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When finally we parted from the long kiss, we were both
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pumping air like just-surfaced divers.
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I made to pull my tee-shirt off, but she cried, "Wait! Let
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me," so I stopped.
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Ever so slowly and gently, she pulled it off my arms and
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over my head, in the process planting wet kisses on my chest
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and neck.
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She smiled that smile of hers, and I knew it was an
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invitation. So with equal slowness I undid the remaining
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buttons of her shirt, and very deliberately exposed her twin
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delights.
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I lightly kissed the tip of each in turn, then slowly drew
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the shirt off her shoulders.
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She put her arms around my neck and drew us together until
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her breasts were brushing my chest, then slowly drew them back
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and forth against me while I kissed her neck and ears.
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Then I kissed my way down her chest to the valley between
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her perfections, and worked my way up to her now firm nipples.
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These I gently sucked, licked and pulled with my lips,
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watching them pucker and strain to grow ever more.
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She was moaning softly again.
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Then she undid my belt buckle, and popped the snap of my
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jeans. Ever so slowly she pulled down the zipper, her fingers
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tracing lightly across my confined manhood.
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I could hardly contain my eagerness, but somehow I
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equalled her deliberateness in undoing her shorts. Half
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seated as we were, the garments would not come off, though, so
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laughing, I got up and removed the remaining clothes from my
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body, and she hers.
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"So," she said, "we are as we were when we met."
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The sword of my manhood was standing in full salute to her
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beauty, standing an arms length away, examining me with that
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frank, open gaze I had first seen that other afternoon.
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This time it was I who murmured, "You are beautiful!"
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"It is very exciting to see how your body likes mine," she
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breathed, and stepped toward me with her sensuous lips
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slightly parted, her face lifted for a kiss.
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I drew her to me, and lightly brushed her lips with mine.
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The tips of her perfect breasts touched my chest, and my spear
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was brushing the inside of her thighs. She put her arms
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around my waist and began to brush my back with the tips of
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her fingers.
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Gradually the pressure of our kiss increased until our
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bodies were pressed together, and our tongues working
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feverishly at each other. Her hands grasped my buns and
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squeezed hard, crushing me against her body.
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When we parted, we were gasping for air once more, our
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inner furnaces in flames. I licked and kissed my way down her
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neck, pausing to nibble her ear. I continued down her chest,
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and, cupping her delightful breasts in my hands, squeezed them
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together until I could lick both nipples at once.
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Then, keeping a hold of those wonderful globes, I kissed
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my way down to her navel. Truly the jewel so highly prized in
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Arabian writing, I thrust my tongue into it, and sucked it
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gently. She worked her fingers through my hair and shivered
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lightly.
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With my face pressed against her belly, I became intensly
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aware of the extremely erotic personal perfume of her arousal.
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It was intoxicating, and my fires rose to a fever pitch.
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I kissed my way down the softly rounded mound of her belly
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toward its source, sliding my hands down her waist and hips
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and around to the delightfully rounded cheeks behind.
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I nibbled and kissed at her thighs, her belly, and pulled
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at the curly fur of her love nest with my lips. So soft! I
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blew a gentle stream of air at her down, and she shivered once
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more, humming a low moaning sound almost like a purr.
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I looked up at her, and the light of the setting sun had
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turned her skin a golden color. She looked like a bronze
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statue of a goddess, perhaps Diana the Huntress, but alive,
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her chest rising and falling with her excited breaths.
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We sank down so that we were kneeling before each other,
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and we kissed once more, melting together as though we could
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become one body through our joined mouths.
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Her exploring fingers found their way to my throbbing
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stiffness, and her other hand cupped under my balls. She
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gently played with me, touching, stroking and squeezing, her
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fingers tracing around the crown, teasing out a "teardrop."
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This she wiped from its "eye" with her fingertip, then
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carrying it to her lips, licked it away.
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Then, holding each other closely, we sank down on the
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blanket. She continued her playful teasing, while covering my
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chest and belly with kisses, tickling me with her loose hair
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falling over me.
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I turned my attention back to kissing and teasing her
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belly. Her back arched and her body pulsed with my
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attentions. Finally, with a small cry, her hands grasped my
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head and drew it between her parted thighs. I buried my face
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in the musk of her, the soft parting folds of her. I explored
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her with my lips, probed her with my tongue. I found the
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petals of the rose of her, and drew them into my mouth. I
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discovered the bud of the rose hiding in its litle nest and
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kissed it, drawing it forth , covering it and circling it with
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my tongue. Her back arched and writhed, little cries
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bursting from her mouth. I drank of the nectar of the gods.
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I paused a moment to look at her. Her skin seemed to be
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glowing, her beauty enriched. Then she drew up and looked in
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my eyes with that special smile. Her face was framed against
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the soft colors of the summer sunset. Would that I were a
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painter to capture that moment on canvas!
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She drew my spear up in her hand then, and with purposeful
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slowness, placed a kiss on the point of it. She drew her
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tongue along its length, around the circle of its crown. She
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lingered to probe its one blind eye with the tip of her
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tongue, and then I was engulfed. I felt the cool of the
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evening breeze alternate with the warmth of her mouth. I
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became her ice cream cone, her toy. Several times I was
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brought to the brink, but she skillfully avoided my eruption.
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Despite the warmth of the evening I was shivering
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uncontrollably.
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When I thought I could stand no more, she drew away, and
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lying full length over my body, covering my face with kisses,
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she whispered, "I want you inside me!"
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"Oh, yes?" I asked, playfully.
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"I want you deep in my body," she continued, "I want to be
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filled with you."
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As she whispered, almost breathed this last, she moved up
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over me, straddling me like a horseback rider. Guiding my
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weapon with her hand, she rubbed it gently against the moist
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entrance to her tunnel of love. Then she slowly impaled
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herself, taking first just the head of my weapon, withdrawing
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slightly, then driving in an inch, withdrawing again, and so
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on in an inexorable slow plunge until my proud sword had
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disappeared.
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Meanwhile, my hands, almost of their own volition, slid up
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her body, measuring her thin waist, counting her ribs, then up
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to embrace her twin cones of delight, and rolled the berries
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crowning them between thumb and forefinger. She slowly arched
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her back, pressing her breasts against my hands and deepening
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my intrusion into her body.
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So we stayed for a long minute, coupled, not moving,
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letting our bodies savor each other. Then my sword, sheathed
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in the warmth of her scabbard, pulsed involuntarily.
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"Mmm," she murmered. "That was nice! Do it again?"
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I contracted my muscles so that my weapon jumped again
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within her, and her body answered, squeezing my lance within
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her.
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"Uuhh. Can YOU do that again?"
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She did. Then she smiled, and began slow rhythmic
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contractions, moving on me all inside, without any outward
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movement. Never had I felt anything like this before. My
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steel-hard instrument began to pulse in response, increasing
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the internal motion.
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I raised my head and replaced my hand with my lips on the
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hard raisin of her right nipple.
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"Ohhh," she sighed, "I like when you do that."
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My hands went to her hips, where they guided her in a
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gentle thrusing while my mouth was busy kissing and sucking at
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the roseate haloed glories which she offered me in alternation.
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Then she leaned forward, and kissed my mouth, her tongue
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entering me in mimicry of the sword within her. She slowly
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moved her tongue in and out. I received it eagerly.
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Holding me clenched tightly within her, she extended her
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legs, one at a time, so she was lying full upon me. She
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brought her legs together, clasping me within, and pumped her
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hips gently.
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Holding her tightly with my arms, I rolled over so that
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she was now beneath me.
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Her hands began a dance on my back, and her feet slid
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behind my knees. I withdrew my weapon almost completely from
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her, and slowly teased at the entrance with slow, short
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thrusts.
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"Mmmm, mmmm, ooooo," she murmered.
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Then I plunged deeply, burying myself.
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"OOhhhh!"
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I repeated, setting up a three - one rhythm. I began to
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nibble and lick her earlobe.
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"Uh... More... Ohhh..." she panted. My own breath was
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labored.
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Not wanting to bring myself to culmination yet, I paused,
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and as I did so, she drew her knees up beside my ribs. I drew
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her legs around till her calves were resting on my shoulders,
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then resumed. My plunges, aided by the new position, were
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probing new depths.
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"Ooo...mmm...mmm...MMMM...OH!...OHHHHHHHHHHHH"
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Her hands and feet began to flutter. Her belly
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contracting, her love tunnel became a furnace, heaving and
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convulsing. I pressed in deeply, mashing by pubic bone against
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her lovebud, the point of my spear throbbing deep within her.
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"NNNNNNG!...MMMMMMM!...OHHHhhhh!...Oh!...Ooh!...H!...H!"
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The depth of her orgasm was incredibly exciting. Her skin
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became radiant, almost glowing. Her eyes glazed. Her nipples
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erected so far they seemed to burst. Watching her, I was ready
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to trigger.
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"Ohhh...Please...MMMMM...You too", she panted.
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"No. Not (mmm) yet. I want (ahh) you to have (mm)
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another."
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A few moments of inactivity.
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Calmer. My internal fires subsiding slightly, I lifted one
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of her legs over my head, and turned her. Still coupled, we
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manouvered so that she was kneeling before me, her magnificant
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buttocks raised toward me. I reached around and under her,
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one hand cupping a breast, the other finding her love button
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and gently stroking it. I renewed my rhythmic thrusts, which
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she answered by rocking back onto me.
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One of her hands found the sac of my scrotum and began
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caressing my balls, gently squeezing them, her fingers
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stroking them.
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I brought my hands to her back, scratching it gently.
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Then I moved them down, my fingers tracing her spine down to
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the valley between the dimpled globes of her rump, then to
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feel and squeeze the flesh of them.
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I watched, fascinated, how our organs fit together. How
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her flesh wrapped around me, clinging to me on withdrawal as
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though reluctant to let go, then turning inward again. The
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sight was too much to bear.
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My thumb strayed to caress and stroke the soft purplish
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pucker of her postern gate. It was wet with the overflow of
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her passion. I played with it, my fingers dancing lightly.
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She squirmed and moaned again, driving back onto me.
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"Yes!...Ohhh...MMmmm"
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A red fire began somewhere in the small of my back,
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coursing down the nerve channels, striking my balls afire.
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Vaguely, through the hot red flush overtaking me, I knew she
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was cumming again.
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"OOHHHHH!" she said.
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"Gah!..Nng!...Ohhh!" I replied.
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Again and again my cannons fired. I felt it would never
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stop. I was transported. There was no island, no world,
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there were only the two of us, sharing a rapture eternal.
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Gently, and still coupled, we sank together onto the
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blanket, both face down, breathing as though the air had gone
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elsewhere, leaving us in vacuum.
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When breath returned, I kissed the nape of her neck, her
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ear.
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"Mmmm, don't stop."
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"Not for a hundred years or so!"
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She pressed her legs together, trapping my softening
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member within her.
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"I didn't think it could be like that, first time," she
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whispered, almost to herself. "It's supposed to take practice,
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getting to know each other."
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"That's what they say," I replied. "Perhaps there still is
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Magic in the world."
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I kissed her shoulder. She giggled slightly.
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"That's not fair. I can't kiss you, lying this way. But
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if we move, you will slip out, and I still want you inside
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me."
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"Then be still and let me kiss you."
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"But I can't see you either."
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"It's getting dark, anyway."
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"The moon has risen. It is nearly full tonight. It will
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be bright enough to see. Ah. See what your moving about has
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done. You have fallen out anyway. Let me turn over."
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I let her.
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She took my face in her hands and kissed me. I was
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holding myself up on my elbows, not to crush her, but she put
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her arms around me and hugged me hard.
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She reached out and pulled the basket closer.
|
||
"I'm hungry, are you?"
|
||
"Yes, and thirsty. Where's the wine?"
|
||
We ate and drank, lounging closely together. I could not
|
||
keep my hands from her body. Her breasts tantalized and drew
|
||
me to them. She did not object, in fact enjoyed the attention.
|
||
I wondered how we could be so easily at home with each
|
||
other, our first time together, and hardly knowing a thing
|
||
about each other. I was astounded how it didn't seem to matter
|
||
at all. I was content to be with her, to touch her delightful
|
||
skin, to hear her voice, and just to be in her presence.
|
||
"I am filled with you." she said, after a while. "You are
|
||
dripping from me, and making a mess! Do you always make so
|
||
much?"
|
||
"No," I laughed. "You have drained me completely. An empty
|
||
shell sits before you."
|
||
"Oh, no. That would be a shame. The night is so young..."
|
||
"Yes, 'and you are so beautiful.' Don't fret, I'll
|
||
recharge!"
|
||
"Let's wash off in the lake." She sprang up and started
|
||
for the water.
|
||
"Hey. We just ate. Come over here, there's a shallow
|
||
place."
|
||
We splashed and played in the water like children, until
|
||
the cold numbed our toes, and we walked back up onto the warm
|
||
stone, drying in the light breeze.
|
||
"Have you 'recharged' yet?" she smiled, eying my
|
||
still-limp manhood.
|
||
"Doesn't look that way. I told you I was empty."
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|
||
"Well. Let's see about that."
|
||
She took my soft stub in her hand, and began to play,
|
||
rolling it, kneading it. The fires began to stir again in my
|
||
belly. She tickled it with her damp hair, drawing the strands
|
||
across its knob.
|
||
Then suddenly, she pounced upon it with her mouth, its
|
||
softness disappearing completely. She drew on it, pulling it,
|
||
stretching it, pulling her head back. This time it was I who
|
||
moaned. Slowly at first, then more rapidly, it responded to
|
||
her attention. She continued to attend to it.
|
||
I reached my hand to her round rump and played there,
|
||
gently touching the folded softness, stroking the insides of
|
||
her thighs, lightly stroking the wide valley between her
|
||
buttocks, lightly pinching the well-muscled globes.
|
||
"Let me return the favor," I whispered, tugging at her.
|
||
"Mmm, of course." She moved over me, bringing her musk to
|
||
my nostrils, and once again I felt my fires heat to it. I
|
||
drew her down to me. I reached up with my tongue, searching,
|
||
exploring. I nibbled at the opening folds, probed at the
|
||
tunnel they uncovered.
|
||
She resumed her activity, working subtle magic on my now
|
||
stiff member with her lips and tongue.
|
||
I teased at her little bud with the tip of my tongue, then
|
||
circled it with my lips and sucked at it. Then, flat-tongued,
|
||
I stroked it. Each stroke and tease brought forth a little
|
||
shivering sigh.
|
||
My tongue explored further, finding her other, more
|
||
puckered opening, and probed at its soft tightness. I kissed
|
||
and sucked at it. When at last the gate opened slightly to
|
||
admit my wet tongue, a gasp of delight escaped her lips.
|
||
As my tongue traveled from one delight to the other in the
|
||
valley of love, she began to make soft, musical sounds in her
|
||
throat.
|
||
She was not idle, either. Taking first one of my balls
|
||
into her mouth and gently sucking it, then the other, then
|
||
returning her attention to my shaft. Then she did a most
|
||
remarkable thing- with her teeth she ever so gently began to
|
||
gnaw on my shaft head. The sensation was incredible! My
|
||
frenzied heat rose.
|
||
"Mmngmum," I moaned into the folds of her flesh.
|
||
I worked at her feverishly with my mouth, trying to
|
||
pleasure her everywhere at once. Then I brought my fingers
|
||
into play. Carefully wetting two fingers, I squirmed one into
|
||
each aperture, burying them to the second knuckle, while using
|
||
my mouth and tongue on her button.
|
||
"UmmmMMMmm," she cried, her lips around my spear.
|
||
She carefully wet a finger of her own and probed into my
|
||
rear, gnawing at me all the while.
|
||
We both began to moan and hum, the vibrations adding to
|
||
the stimulation. The fires were rising again, and I felt the
|
||
flood beginning. She pressed the fingers of her free hand up
|
||
under my sac, stemming the tide. I felt the explosion turn
|
||
inward, blasting my senses again and again. It seemed my
|
||
skull would explode!
|
||
At last her body quivered and shook and with a small
|
||
muffled cry, she released the dam, and working my spear with
|
||
both hands, her lips tight around the corona, she sucked at my
|
||
reservoirs, swallowing all I produced eagerly.
|
||
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|
||
My fingers were clamped tightly in her body by the spasms
|
||
that shook her. Her musky wetness covered my face. Her
|
||
button danced on my tongue.
|
||
Once again we had reached the pinnacle together, and I was
|
||
transported not only by my own pleasure, but by hers as well.
|
||
When at last she released the grip she held on my fingers
|
||
and my spear, leaving a last kiss on her love-bud, I slid
|
||
myself around to face her, and lying on our sides, we held
|
||
each other tightly and kissed, our bodies still trembling.
|
||
"See, she whispered, half into my parted lips, "You were
|
||
not empty after all. And now you will be part of me forever."
|
||
"And you of me," I replied, sucking my fingers.
|
||
"We seem already part of each other," she said. "I still
|
||
can't beleive it's our first time together! It seems almost
|
||
that we have been together before, often, long ago, and are at
|
||
last rejoined." She laughed then and said, "Perhaps you are
|
||
Apollo and I am Aphrodite."
|
||
"You are at least as beautiful," I replied, my hand
|
||
cupping her delicate breast once more.
|
||
"Give me some wine, Apollo"
|
||
I reached around and poured a glass, and on impulse,
|
||
filled my mouth with it, then kissing her, shared it with her.
|
||
"What a sensual creature you are! And how my body reacts
|
||
to you!" she murmured.
|
||
"I was about to say that to you. But who are you?"
|
||
She smiled again, and with a quiet, serious look, replied,
|
||
"Aphrodite. Here, have some wine."
|
||
Taking the glass from my fingers, she drained it, then
|
||
covering my mouth with hers, shared the wine.
|
||
"Tell me what you like." I suggested.
|
||
"Oh, the trees, the lake, your body, this island,
|
||
moonlight, touching you, you touching me..."
|
||
"Yes. But I mean, what sort of things might you want me
|
||
to do? What pleasure can I give you? Something perhaps that
|
||
you've dreamed?"
|
||
"Oh. But you already have, my Apollo!"
|
||
"Mmm. I know. But maybe there's something more?"
|
||
"Ah, well. I want you to do everything you know how to
|
||
do, then do everything you can think of to do, then a few
|
||
things you've never thought of, then when you run out of
|
||
those, start all over again!" She laughed.
|
||
"Hm. Well," I laughed too. "Is there any more wine?"
|
||
"Uh," she twisted around to look, giving me a most
|
||
delicious view of her back and rump.
|
||
How beautiful she was in the moonlight, now quite bright,
|
||
the moon having climbed the ladder of the sky, hanging big and
|
||
round overhead. Her skin seemed to shine silver, her hair
|
||
spun white gold.
|
||
"Yes," she said at length. "But you will have to open the
|
||
other bottle. We finished the first."
|
||
"All right. You know, I have several bottles of the same
|
||
chateau in the cabin ashore. Shall I get it? In fact, why
|
||
don't we pack up and go there. A body so soft and beautiful
|
||
should not be roughing about on a rock!" I stood up, ready to
|
||
do so.
|
||
"Oh, no," she cried. "I don't want to go indoors. Gods
|
||
like Apollo and Aphrodite should never be crammed into a
|
||
building."
|
||
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|
||
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|
||
"But even the gods will get mosquito bites, and if this
|
||
breeze stops they will be here by the thousands, and your skin
|
||
should never be so mistreated!"
|
||
"No. Please. This is now our island. It is ours and
|
||
only ours. I want to stay here. There is nothing here to
|
||
pollute tonight. We have another bottle, and some more food.
|
||
There is some french bread and cheese."
|
||
She was lying belly down on the blanket, propped up on her
|
||
elbows, watching me.
|
||
I nodded. "Yes. It IS magical here. And it's cool and
|
||
pleasant."
|
||
"You look so beautiful standing there in the moonlight. I
|
||
think you really are Apollo."
|
||
I sat back down, and stroked her back, my hands straying
|
||
over her delicious dimpled rump.
|
||
"And you look like a silver statue come to life. Hand me
|
||
the corkscrew?"
|
||
While she reached out for it, I made a pillow out of extra
|
||
folds of the blanket for her.
|
||
"Oh! Look what just fell from the sky!" she laughed. She
|
||
propped herself on the makeshift pillow, half turning on her
|
||
side, and watched me open the bottle.
|
||
I poured out two glasses. We sipped quietly, while my
|
||
hands returned to their play.
|
||
"How long will it take for you to 'recharge' again?" she
|
||
suddenly asked.
|
||
I chuckled. "You are insatiable! Honestly, I don't know.
|
||
You stir things up in me like never before."
|
||
In fact, to my amazement, I was stirring already. Just
|
||
watching her, the curve of her hip, the smooth round dimpled
|
||
globes of her bottocks, her breasts falling slightly sideways
|
||
as she lay, her hair cascading over her shoulder, a strand
|
||
waving in the light breeze...
|
||
And something, I didn't quite know, indefinable,
|
||
beautiful.
|
||
On sudden impulse I said, "Lie back, get comfortable. I
|
||
want to give you something."
|
||
She did. With a confident, trusting look. And then I knew.
|
||
The something indefinable.
|
||
"You trust me." It was a statement.
|
||
"Why, yes," she answered. "completely. And you trust me."
|
||
"Yes. I don't know why, I don't care to know why, but that
|
||
is the way it is, the magic of it, isn't it."
|
||
She laughed again. "Yes. Why should the gods fear each
|
||
other?"
|
||
I kissed her then. A tender, brushing kiss that
|
||
transmitted both tenderness, and the heat of passion. I
|
||
wanted to give her the orgasm of her life.
|
||
I lifted her legs up, then raised her hips until she was
|
||
in a half- shoulder stand. I parted her thighs, and kneeling
|
||
before her, I propped her up on my legs. Even in this
|
||
ungainly position, she still looked graceful.
|
||
Again I marvelled at how beautiful she was. The valley of
|
||
love which opened before me, filling my nostrils with its
|
||
heady perfume, also filled my eyes with delight. The soft
|
||
butterfly folds partly concealed between the soft mounds of
|
||
her outer lips, the soft curling downy fuzz. I stroked her
|
||
thighs with my fingertips. I kissed the stretched fleshy
|
||
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|
||
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|
||
mounds of her rump, nibbling at them gently.
|
||
I blew a stream of air across the the slowly parting folds
|
||
of her, and gently traced a line around them with my fingers.
|
||
I kissed gently at the soft mound of flesh over her pubic
|
||
bone, pulling lightly at the soft curls there.
|
||
"Mmm. You tease." she sighed.
|
||
I moved slowly downward, kissing gently at the pouting
|
||
lips. I moved back to look at her.
|
||
"Oh, don't stop!"
|
||
"I want to look at you. You are so incredibly beautiful."
|
||
I touched my tongue to the crease between the frilly pink
|
||
petals and her thighs, tasting the curved hollow on each side.
|
||
I watched the warm butterfly wings begin to open, then
|
||
gently and languorously sucked at the fleshy folds of her, one
|
||
at time. I felt their heat increase, heard her sighs deepen
|
||
with my slow attentions.
|
||
I drew back again to gaze at her, hypnotized by the
|
||
delight before me. I drew my fingertips across her cheeks,
|
||
along the moist mounds of her lips, then gently thumbed them
|
||
apart, revealing the soft, smooth, glistening valley between
|
||
the scalloped inner lips, the little bud at their junction
|
||
pulsing slowly.
|
||
Then slowly, with my tongue extended, I descended.
|
||
She sighed, then moaned with my gentle invasion. I drew
|
||
my upper lip across the nest, buried my tongue in the soft
|
||
folds of her tunnel.
|
||
Extending the blade of my tongue till it ached, and
|
||
pressing my mouth tightly against her, I opened the gates. I
|
||
withdrew my tongue, then extended it again, tasting the warm
|
||
moistness of her canal. Then I began circling it within her.
|
||
The taste of her was driving me wild. The blood roared in
|
||
my ears. I felt the veins of my neck throb.
|
||
I withdrew again, and traced my tongue upward to the nest
|
||
of her love bud. I nuzzled at it, drawing up the inner valley
|
||
to tease at it again and again.
|
||
Each touch brought another gasp from her.
|
||
I began a gentle tongue- brushing, starting from just
|
||
behind her rectum, flicking up across the soft flesh, the
|
||
heated tunnel entrance, and ending with a caress of her
|
||
erected button.
|
||
On each trip, I felt the little ring of her postern
|
||
opening press out, then draw back, felt the superheated folds
|
||
of her love tunnel seeming to grab for me, her love- button to
|
||
press at me.
|
||
I felt her muscles begin to tighten, and relaxed my
|
||
rhythm, spending more time, warming her further. I wanted her
|
||
to crest more slowly and higher than ever before.
|
||
Slowly she relaxed, but her hips had taken up a motion of
|
||
their own. Taking their cue, I matched the tempo, pressing
|
||
into her, sucking at the extended button, the fleshy, frilly
|
||
labia. I kissed at her rearward opening, it's tight little
|
||
pulsing ring . I gently invaded it with the point of my
|
||
tongue, my little blade alternately pressing wetly in and
|
||
being pressed out.
|
||
Once again, her muscles began to dance, once again I
|
||
eased. Her bud pressed outward, I teased gently at it,tracing
|
||
the root of it with my lips and tongue. Her gasps rose, her
|
||
hips rotated, pressed up to me.
|
||
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||
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|
||
This time I went on. Her belly heaved, her nubbin danced.
|
||
But I didn't stop. I knew there were further depths. I
|
||
ground my face into her, sucked at the nest of her bud,
|
||
stabbed at the little wad, rolling it between my lips. Her
|
||
ecstasy rose ever higher. I knew she had cum, but I went on.
|
||
"Ohh. Ohh. Oh please stop. No, don't stop. Ohh. Oh."
|
||
She babbled.
|
||
My tongue and lips worked almost by themselves. I became
|
||
intoxicated, lost in the heady ecstacy I was inducing, lost in
|
||
the taste of her. My mouth locked over her entire organ,
|
||
sucking it. My tongue became a fiery blade, circling within
|
||
her body.
|
||
I pounded my tongue into her, though my jaws ached, and
|
||
the base of my tongue stretched painfully. My face was
|
||
drenched with her creamy fluids and my own spittle. Her
|
||
nubbin ground at my nose, my slippery chin pressed into her
|
||
rear.
|
||
Her babbling became incoherent, little cries interspersed
|
||
with animal growls. Her hips bucked violently against me.
|
||
Her feet came up and her heels began to pound at my shoulders.
|
||
I continued to gnaw at her. Her fingers wound into my hair
|
||
and pressed my face into her. My aching hard spear was
|
||
throbbing tumultuously. My blood roared in my ears, my body
|
||
was trembling.
|
||
I pursed my lips around her love button, sucked it,
|
||
licking it, drawing the flat of my tongue across its head.
|
||
I inserted a drenched, soaking finger into the soft
|
||
puckered ring of her rear opening.
|
||
Her voice broke into sobbing gasps, the violence of her
|
||
hip motions peaked, her sphincters clamped hard. I almost
|
||
came myself. Her motions began to subside, and I sensed it was
|
||
enough. I eased my aching tongue, and gently kissed at her.
|
||
I looked up at her face. Even in the moonlight I could
|
||
see how flushed she was. Gently I let her hips down onto the
|
||
blanket, slid down beside her, and stroked her sweat- drenched
|
||
belly with my fingertips.
|
||
I kissed her cheek.
|
||
"Ohhh." she sighed. "so long. It went on for so long. It
|
||
seemed it would never end. I didn't want it to end. I almost
|
||
couldn't stand it, but I didn't want it to stop."
|
||
She put her arms around my neck and drew me to a long,
|
||
long kiss.
|
||
Her body was still trembling. She smiled, ran her fingers
|
||
through my hair, and placed wet kisses on my lips.
|
||
"Mmmm. That was good," she breathed into my neck. She
|
||
reached over me, her rose-tipped cones brushing my chest, and
|
||
took up the wine.
|
||
Pressing her lips to mine, she filled my mouth.
|
||
I brushed her back and sides with my fingertips.
|
||
"Did you say there was some cheese?" I asked.
|
||
"Um, hum."
|
||
Again she reached over me, her twin peaks brushing me ever
|
||
so lightly, and, breaking off a piece of cheddar, offered it
|
||
to me with her lips.
|
||
I took the cheese, sucking her upper lip briefly.
|
||
"This is the best way to take food," she said. "Lovers
|
||
should never have a meal any other way!"
|
||
She broke another piece of cheese, and again offered it.
|
||
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|
||
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|
||
I took it the same way, and gave half back.
|
||
She bent and licked up the crumbs from my chest, lingering
|
||
at my nipples. She ran her hands up and down my chest,
|
||
pressing gently here and there. I wondered if the Roman
|
||
emperors had been ministered to as well.
|
||
We ate quietly for a while, savoring each other as well as
|
||
the food.
|
||
After a while, she lay down, cradling her face on her arms.
|
||
How beautiful she was, I marvelled again! The curve of
|
||
her back, narrowing to her small waist, broadening to her
|
||
smooth hips, the firm globes of her cheeks like rounded hills.
|
||
Her slim but well- muscled legs, so shapely. Even lying still
|
||
there was a fluid grace about her.
|
||
I rose, and squatting over her legs, began to massage her
|
||
shoulders and back. I kneaded at the muscles, finding and
|
||
easing the little knots.
|
||
"Ohh. That feels good." she murmered.
|
||
"For me, too," I answered, for it did. The feel of her
|
||
skin, the texture of the flesh beneath, was a sensuous delight
|
||
in my hands.
|
||
I worked the muscles across her shoulders, then down along
|
||
her spine. A little side trip to the muscles above her hip
|
||
bones, then back down over the kidneys to where the twin
|
||
hollows of her dimples lay. I trailed my fingers back up her
|
||
spine to her neck, massaging the muscles, then worked back
|
||
down.
|
||
Next, I turned my attentions to the muscles of her thighs,
|
||
kneading them alternately, working down to the calves.
|
||
I turned around and massaged her feet, gently kneading
|
||
their bones, rotating the ankle joint, easing the tensions in
|
||
the toes. When I finished, on impulse, I sucked her big toe
|
||
into my mouth.
|
||
Turning around again, I worked the muscles of her
|
||
buttocks. What delights they were!
|
||
"You make me feel so relaxed, I'm afraid I'll fall
|
||
asleep!" she whispered languorously.
|
||
"Feel nice?"
|
||
"Mmmm. Good. It's sleepy and sexy at the same time."
|
||
As I worked at her buttocks and thighs, her legs parted,
|
||
and I changed position so that I was kneeling between them.
|
||
The sight and feel of her body was exciting, and soon my
|
||
sword, still whetted from my last activities, was standing in
|
||
salute, announcing my appreciation of her beauty.
|
||
I leaned forward, and began to apply my tongue to her
|
||
neck, kissing and bathing that delightful skin. I bathed her
|
||
back, licking each bump of her spine, tracing the outlines of
|
||
her shoulder blades.
|
||
"Ohh. Mmm. Good. But wouldn't you rather I rolled over?"
|
||
"Mmm. Perhaps, but later."
|
||
As I bent over her back, applying my tongue to every
|
||
delicious inch of her back, my spear fell into the valley
|
||
between her cheeks. As I moved up and down her back, so it
|
||
moved up and down that delightful rift.
|
||
"Mmm," she murmered, squeezing her buttocks together
|
||
around it, "That feels good too.
|
||
"Have you ever... that is, would you like to... Um, I
|
||
mean, make love to me THAT way?"
|
||
"Yes," I replied, "I want you that way too."
|
||
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||
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|
||
"I've never done that. I've always been afraid it would
|
||
hurt."
|
||
"Don't be afraid."
|
||
"I'm not, with you." I bent and turned my tongue to the
|
||
valley, and to the little ring hidden there. I wet my tongue,
|
||
invaded, wet again.
|
||
"Ummm," she hummed.
|
||
I gently wet my weapon against her, then placed its point
|
||
to the little puckered target, and pushed gently. The door
|
||
was shut tightly. I wet my thumb and gently pressed it to the
|
||
portal, which opened slowly to my insistant pressure. I
|
||
returned the point of my spear to the portal and gently
|
||
pressed once more. Suddenly, with a cry of surprise, then a
|
||
sigh, the door opened, allowing the point to enter.
|
||
"Are you allright?" "Ohh, yes. It feels so big. It is
|
||
very exciting. Ohh. It doesn't hurt at all, it just feels
|
||
big."
|
||
I entered a bit further, the tight, hot doorway fanning my
|
||
fires to a white heat.
|
||
"Mmm. Let me move on you," she said, wiggling.
|
||
I gently withdrew, sliding back out. She got up on her
|
||
knees. Carefully, I renewed the fluids, adding some of her
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own, now flowing dampness, then held the point of my weapon
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against its target.
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This time it was she who pressed, and the door opened more
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quickly, admitting me easily.
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I held her still a moment, then gently and slowly entered.
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She began to moan again, and she moved back and forth
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slowly, each rocking motion capturing more of me.
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"Oh. Mmm. More," she murmered.
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My blood was roaring in my ears, my heart pounding in my
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chest, the exotic intimacy making we wild. I began to groan.
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I squeezed her cheeks, then found her drenched lovebud
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with my fingers, my other hand going to her breast.
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"Its good," she cried. "Ohh. Yes, rub me there. Ohh."
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I rubbed her lovebud, and entered her love tunnel with a
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finger.
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"I'm going to... Ohh! Ohh!" She pressed back against me,
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my spear throbbing far into her body, the tight, hot anal
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canal surrounding me, squeezing me.
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"Ohhhhhhhh!" she cried, grinding my hand against her
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button with one hand. Her sphincter pulsed around me. Her
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hand released mine and sought out my sac, which she rubbed
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gently against her wet labia.
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"Ahhhhhhhh!" The cry burst from my throat as, despite the
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depletion of my reservoirs, once more my tired cannons roared.
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Once again we collapsed together, my weapon caught in her
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body.
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"Ohhh," she whispered, "I had no idea. Ohh. Its... so
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different. so good."
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"You get me so hot," I said.
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I gently moved my member within her.
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"Oh! Please pull out slowly... Ohh. Mmm." She giggled,"
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I might not be able to sit for a week!"
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"I might not be able to walk," I laughed.
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Once again we embraced and kissed as the fires banked,
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and, twined together, we fell asleep.
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I woke once in the night. It was almost dawn. Her head
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was nestled on my shoulder, her legs twined about mine, her
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hand holding my sword.
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I smiled, and, fondling a breast, went back to sleep.
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When I next woke, the sun was well up the morning sky, and
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she was gone. I searched the island, but no sign of her. The
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blanket was still there, though the basket was gone. When I
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went to the pile of my clothes to dress, I found that my
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tee-shirt had been replaced with a checkered shirt that
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buttoned the other way.
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I found some marks on the stone, written with the burnt
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end of a stick: "Goodbye, my Apollo. I love you."
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Though I searched the lake and nearby town for months, I
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never saw her again.
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Were it not for a checkered shirt and a blanket, I would
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think I had dreamed it all.
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