I've had a couple of years off from Blogging, but for a few months I've been thinking about Reviving my Alter Ego of Mr Gently.
For the moment I'm uploading old stories, but after that, I'll start posting some new material.
It feels good to be back.
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Tuesday, 6 May 2008
Thursday, 24 April 2008
Making Coffee
She'd been teasing me all afternoon, so while she was in the kitchen making a coffee, I sneaked up behind her, I slid my hands around her waist as she spooned sugar into a cup and she jumped and turned towards me, our lips quickly meeting.
Her hands were on my hips and pulled me as close as possible and she could soon feel my hardness, her kissing becoming more urgent.
Before she knew it, her skirt was around her waist and my fingers were between her wet pussy lips, stroking her clit, her tongue searching my mouth as she ground against my fingers and the moaned into my mouth.
I ached to strip her naked and take her there and then, but we had to be quick before we were missed, the situation got to her and she came all over my hand while moaning into my ear.
I licked my fingers clean as she tidied herself up and turned to make the coffee, I kissed her neck and then returned to my desk to plot further pleasure for her that evening.
Her hands were on my hips and pulled me as close as possible and she could soon feel my hardness, her kissing becoming more urgent.
Before she knew it, her skirt was around her waist and my fingers were between her wet pussy lips, stroking her clit, her tongue searching my mouth as she ground against my fingers and the moaned into my mouth.
I ached to strip her naked and take her there and then, but we had to be quick before we were missed, the situation got to her and she came all over my hand while moaning into my ear.
I licked my fingers clean as she tidied herself up and turned to make the coffee, I kissed her neck and then returned to my desk to plot further pleasure for her that evening.
Monday, 21 April 2008
Warmth
I watched her approach me, a badly hidden smile on her face. My hands felt her waist as I slowly encircled her and pulled her close to me.
Her warmth washed over me, drove my pain and self doubt to the back of my mind where they cowered in the glow of the love I felt at that moment.
Her beautiful scent, her breathing loud in my ear, her body mirroring mine, her arms holding me tight, not letting go.
The embrace seemed to last both hours and seconds, but it was over far too soon, all of the doubt was pushed from my mind as we broke though, I felt loved, wanted and needed.
Her warmth washed over me, drove my pain and self doubt to the back of my mind where they cowered in the glow of the love I felt at that moment.
Her beautiful scent, her breathing loud in my ear, her body mirroring mine, her arms holding me tight, not letting go.
The embrace seemed to last both hours and seconds, but it was over far too soon, all of the doubt was pushed from my mind as we broke though, I felt loved, wanted and needed.
Perfect
She lay on the bed next to me, her face passive, a small smile on her face, but I could read her like a book, she was incredibly nervous.
I'd gone to the bathroom and she had slipped modestly under the sheets. I joined her in bed, wrapped my arms around my fully clothed love and kissed her deeply.
"Are you OK?" I asked.
She looked me in the eye and nodded
Her hair was falling over her face, shielding one of her eyes from my gaze. I slid a hand up her side, grazing her arm and brushed her hair backwards behind her ear, my hand grazing her face.
I shivered.
I'd wanted to do that for so long, to hold her face in my hands, to touch her naked skin and be as one with her, but it had always seemed inappropriate.
I thought back to a time that felt so long ago, where I stood opposite her and raised my hand to touch the side of face, our eyes were locked on each other. My mind was in conflict over whether it was a good idea and by the time I was halfway to her cheek, my head overruled my heart and I reluctantly lowered my arm to my side, she could see the conflict in my face.
She was laid next to me, the position I'd dreamed of for over two years and I pulled her closer, held her tighter, told her it was all going to be alright and, smiling, I tried to give her back the love and support she'd always given me, to help her feel safe and happy and loved.
I'd waited all of my life to find her, waited years to hold her like this and nothing was going to spoil this moment.
I'd gone to the bathroom and she had slipped modestly under the sheets. I joined her in bed, wrapped my arms around my fully clothed love and kissed her deeply.
"Are you OK?" I asked.
She looked me in the eye and nodded
Her hair was falling over her face, shielding one of her eyes from my gaze. I slid a hand up her side, grazing her arm and brushed her hair backwards behind her ear, my hand grazing her face.
I shivered.
I'd wanted to do that for so long, to hold her face in my hands, to touch her naked skin and be as one with her, but it had always seemed inappropriate.
I thought back to a time that felt so long ago, where I stood opposite her and raised my hand to touch the side of face, our eyes were locked on each other. My mind was in conflict over whether it was a good idea and by the time I was halfway to her cheek, my head overruled my heart and I reluctantly lowered my arm to my side, she could see the conflict in my face.
She was laid next to me, the position I'd dreamed of for over two years and I pulled her closer, held her tighter, told her it was all going to be alright and, smiling, I tried to give her back the love and support she'd always given me, to help her feel safe and happy and loved.
I'd waited all of my life to find her, waited years to hold her like this and nothing was going to spoil this moment.
Thursday, 20 March 2008
you Know what I'd do?
I'd untuck your blouse, slide my arms around your waist and kiss you. Run my hands over your arse and pull you closer
Kiss you again and then unbutton you slowly, button by button with the odd kiss in the areas I unveiled.
Kiss your neck and shoulders and lips again.
Unbutton and unzip your skirt and slide it down your legs.
Unhook your bra and let your tits swing free.
Hold you against the wall, your arms above your head, stroke your pussy through your panties while licking your tits and sucking your nipples.
You'd squirm in pleasure and when the time was right, I'd bend you over and fuck you hard from behind while holding your shoulders.
Or is that not what you meant?
Kiss you again and then unbutton you slowly, button by button with the odd kiss in the areas I unveiled.
Kiss your neck and shoulders and lips again.
Unbutton and unzip your skirt and slide it down your legs.
Unhook your bra and let your tits swing free.
Hold you against the wall, your arms above your head, stroke your pussy through your panties while licking your tits and sucking your nipples.
You'd squirm in pleasure and when the time was right, I'd bend you over and fuck you hard from behind while holding your shoulders.
Or is that not what you meant?
Wednesday, 5 March 2008
Echo
My phone rang, and the display said it was her.
I answered with a low sexy voice, but there was no response. I spoke again, but again nothing beyond a bit of feedback.
Then I stopped and listened, I could hear running water, and then something and the water had stopped. I wondered if she'd called me by accident, and then there was a swishing and the sound of splashing.
Out of nowhere came a moan.
"Mmmm," there was a faint echo, "the water feels good all over me." she described.
"I'm pulling my nipples, imagining it's you, it feels so good"
"I wish you were here to lick them."
I was struck completely dumb, listening intently to the sounds, imagining her hand exploring her body, my mind building pictures from what I could hear, I knew she was at a hotel, but I didn't know what it looked like.
"I'm parting my legs and stroking my lips, I've been fantasizing about you stroking my pussy, making me come." she stopped talking and the sounds flooded over me, I was imagining her fingers parting her moist lips.
She said my name and groaned.
"It's not my finger that's on my clit, it's yours, you're working me, kissing me as you rub me off."
Before long noises were coming in fits and starts, my name, various requests, intakes of breath, sloshing water and finally a long drawn out cry as she came with her fantasy of me touching her in the bath, and me listening to it on the phone.
"That was so good." and the line went dead.
Minutes later, my phone beeped and the picture message showed a close up photo of her stretched out on a towel on the bed, the glow of a hot bath showing on her skin.
"Wish you were here" was the simple message
I answered with a low sexy voice, but there was no response. I spoke again, but again nothing beyond a bit of feedback.
Then I stopped and listened, I could hear running water, and then something and the water had stopped. I wondered if she'd called me by accident, and then there was a swishing and the sound of splashing.
Out of nowhere came a moan.
"Mmmm," there was a faint echo, "the water feels good all over me." she described.
"I'm pulling my nipples, imagining it's you, it feels so good"
"I wish you were here to lick them."
I was struck completely dumb, listening intently to the sounds, imagining her hand exploring her body, my mind building pictures from what I could hear, I knew she was at a hotel, but I didn't know what it looked like.
"I'm parting my legs and stroking my lips, I've been fantasizing about you stroking my pussy, making me come." she stopped talking and the sounds flooded over me, I was imagining her fingers parting her moist lips.
She said my name and groaned.
"It's not my finger that's on my clit, it's yours, you're working me, kissing me as you rub me off."
Before long noises were coming in fits and starts, my name, various requests, intakes of breath, sloshing water and finally a long drawn out cry as she came with her fantasy of me touching her in the bath, and me listening to it on the phone.
"That was so good." and the line went dead.
Minutes later, my phone beeped and the picture message showed a close up photo of her stretched out on a towel on the bed, the glow of a hot bath showing on her skin.
"Wish you were here" was the simple message
Tuesday, 26 February 2008
Right Now
want you wrapped around me, both of us sitting up, you impaled on my cock and slowly grinding against me, your clit rubbing against my pubic bone.
My hands around your back and your hands on my shoulders as you drive yourself on. I look you straight in the eye and enjoy your pleasure, you moan as you push onto me again.
I reach forward and you slow your thrusting to meet my hungry kisses, my lips swiftly moving from your mouth to your chest as I urgently seek out your left nipple.
This obviously turns you on as you start to fuck me with all of the passion you can muster, your arms wrapped around my neck for extra leverage as you pound down onto me, your noise levels rising as you express your pleasure.
Before long you cum all over my cock and collapse sweatily against me, panting along with me.
My hands around your back and your hands on my shoulders as you drive yourself on. I look you straight in the eye and enjoy your pleasure, you moan as you push onto me again.
I reach forward and you slow your thrusting to meet my hungry kisses, my lips swiftly moving from your mouth to your chest as I urgently seek out your left nipple.
This obviously turns you on as you start to fuck me with all of the passion you can muster, your arms wrapped around my neck for extra leverage as you pound down onto me, your noise levels rising as you express your pleasure.
Before long you cum all over my cock and collapse sweatily against me, panting along with me.
Wednesday, 6 February 2008
Coming like a Train
We'd embarked about an hour ago, all of the Seats around tables were taken or reserved, so we ended up cramped into seats in an aircraft style. She quickly sat down and I joined her after having lifted our luggage and our coats onto the rack.
The day in the city had been hard on us, and we just wanted to take the weight off our feet and relax.
I'd tried to read the paper, but there wasn't enough room, and she'd read a magazine for a while but had soon got bored.
We chatted about the day, but when I properly looked into my travelling companion's beautiful Blue eyes, I could tell she was tired and I suggested that she snuggle down and sleep.
Half nodding she agreed, it had been a long day. I passed down her long woollen coat from the rack as requested and she slid down in her seat, turned a little so she could rest her head on my shoulder and taking my right hand in hers, she drew it into her warm cocoon and closed her eyes.
I leaned into her a little more and lowered my eyelids too, I was done in too.
For a few minutes, we just sat there together, the rocking motion of the train lulling us both towards sleep and as she dropped off, her hand lowered into her lap.
Without any effort from me, her hand was pulling mine downwards and then back up her leg, stroking her thigh with my fingers, I straightened them a little and waited until she did it again, my fingernails gently dragging against her skin.
Those Blue eyes peeped at me from beneath almost closed 'lids, and a sly smile formed at the corners of her mouth.
She directed me up and down her smooth thighs a couple more times, moving further and further up her leg, her skirt gradually being eased upwards out of the way before she pulled my nails across her mound and let go.
Motionless for a few seconds, I continued to stroke her mons, slowly, teasingly, playfully. She let me know that she was waiting by shifting in her seat and opening her legs, turning to face forwards a little more and allowing better access for me to trail my fingers up and down her pussy lips which were already starting to pout.
The rocking motion of the train was adding to the feeling as I used two fingers to hold her lips open and a third to brush her already wet clit. My ministrations having a good effect as she bit her lip in pleasure, I allowed my fingers to travel up and down her labia and return occasionally to soothe the wants of her clitoris.
I used my fingers to indicate that she should open her legs further and after she complied, I slowly eased two fingers into her hot and wet pussy, I felt her hand brush my arm as she took my previous position and fondled herself.
The look on her face was pure pleasure as I fell in love with her all over again, and my fingers continued to move in and out of her, her pelvis moving a little against me and her fingers moving furiously.
Sensing that her ecstacy was about to erupt, I leant over and kissed her lips passionately, my mouth covering hers as she started to convulse, my intervention stopping her from being too noisy as her body continued to erupt and then slowed to a stop.
She continued to kiss me with lust and then settled against me, spent but happy, within minutes she was asleep her chest rising and falling with her breathing.
The day in the city had been hard on us, and we just wanted to take the weight off our feet and relax.
I'd tried to read the paper, but there wasn't enough room, and she'd read a magazine for a while but had soon got bored.
We chatted about the day, but when I properly looked into my travelling companion's beautiful Blue eyes, I could tell she was tired and I suggested that she snuggle down and sleep.
Half nodding she agreed, it had been a long day. I passed down her long woollen coat from the rack as requested and she slid down in her seat, turned a little so she could rest her head on my shoulder and taking my right hand in hers, she drew it into her warm cocoon and closed her eyes.
I leaned into her a little more and lowered my eyelids too, I was done in too.
For a few minutes, we just sat there together, the rocking motion of the train lulling us both towards sleep and as she dropped off, her hand lowered into her lap.
Without any effort from me, her hand was pulling mine downwards and then back up her leg, stroking her thigh with my fingers, I straightened them a little and waited until she did it again, my fingernails gently dragging against her skin.
Those Blue eyes peeped at me from beneath almost closed 'lids, and a sly smile formed at the corners of her mouth.
She directed me up and down her smooth thighs a couple more times, moving further and further up her leg, her skirt gradually being eased upwards out of the way before she pulled my nails across her mound and let go.
Motionless for a few seconds, I continued to stroke her mons, slowly, teasingly, playfully. She let me know that she was waiting by shifting in her seat and opening her legs, turning to face forwards a little more and allowing better access for me to trail my fingers up and down her pussy lips which were already starting to pout.
The rocking motion of the train was adding to the feeling as I used two fingers to hold her lips open and a third to brush her already wet clit. My ministrations having a good effect as she bit her lip in pleasure, I allowed my fingers to travel up and down her labia and return occasionally to soothe the wants of her clitoris.
I used my fingers to indicate that she should open her legs further and after she complied, I slowly eased two fingers into her hot and wet pussy, I felt her hand brush my arm as she took my previous position and fondled herself.
The look on her face was pure pleasure as I fell in love with her all over again, and my fingers continued to move in and out of her, her pelvis moving a little against me and her fingers moving furiously.
Sensing that her ecstacy was about to erupt, I leant over and kissed her lips passionately, my mouth covering hers as she started to convulse, my intervention stopping her from being too noisy as her body continued to erupt and then slowed to a stop.
She continued to kiss me with lust and then settled against me, spent but happy, within minutes she was asleep her chest rising and falling with her breathing.
Friday, 1 February 2008
Naked
She stood there in front of me, she'd just stripped herself bare and thrown herself on my mercy.
I stood for a second unsure of what to do, then I approached her and wrapped my arms around her, gave her all of my warmth.
My hand wandered around her and my fingers stroked her hair.
"Are you sure?" I whispered in her ear.
"Yes" she confirmed.
I pulled away and looked her directly in her stunning eyes, she looked more beautiful that I ever remembered her looking before.
She was waiting for my response, but I couldn't find the words to express my thoughts properly.
I took her in my arms again and kissed her deeply, pulled her as close as I could without restricting her breathing and allowed my passion to finally come through.
Reluctantly, I pulled away and held her face in my hands.
"I love you too."
I stood for a second unsure of what to do, then I approached her and wrapped my arms around her, gave her all of my warmth.
My hand wandered around her and my fingers stroked her hair.
"Are you sure?" I whispered in her ear.
"Yes" she confirmed.
I pulled away and looked her directly in her stunning eyes, she looked more beautiful that I ever remembered her looking before.
She was waiting for my response, but I couldn't find the words to express my thoughts properly.
I took her in my arms again and kissed her deeply, pulled her as close as I could without restricting her breathing and allowed my passion to finally come through.
Reluctantly, I pulled away and held her face in my hands.
"I love you too."
Thursday, 13 December 2007
A Speck to a Fuck
Your hand reaches for my collar to remove a speck of dirt and before I know it your hands are sliding over my shoulders massaging them through my shirt, firmly yet caringly. I can feel your sharp nails through my shirt.
My hands wander to your waist, hold you tight, pull you close. My hands slide around your back and onto your arse.
My lips seeking yours, one hand stay put, holding you close, the other slides up your side and caresses the back of your neck. Our tongues dance as our lips touch
My hand starts to bunch your skirt up, it rises towards your hips, slowly, slowly. The hem reaches my hand and I feel your tights underneath.
'No Stockings?' I say almost disappointed, then a wicked smile comes over my face
I lower the hand from your neck down your front and slide you backwards so you're sitting on the edge of the desk
I kiss you then part your legs, my hands reach between them and grasp your tights before yanking them, they don't tear. you obviously need some more stability and lean backward.
I kneel between your legs and taking some of the denier between my teeth, I rip them open, my hands roughly finishing the job, the thin lace is soon out of my way also, and my lips and tongue are in your wet pussy. I lick up and down your lips then seek out your clit, my tongue flicks over it in teasing way. I'm in no hurry and am loving lapping your juices up and turning you on even further
You grab my hair. "Fuck me now" you pant
I slide two fingers inside you and you groan before pulling my hair harder
I stand and slip off my pants before sliding my cock inside you in one even firm stroke, you're still fully dressed and I'm deep inside you, building up a rhythm
you brace your feet on the desk, push back against me and scratch my back through my shirt
I kiss you and you can taste yourself on my lips, you start to push back harder and I grab the edge of the desk by your head and pump into you for all I'm worth
you're groaning in pleasure, you're whispering to me to fuck you harder, to cum inside you, to make you cum and then you do. I'm in no doubt that you have as your body and mouth signal your ecstacy
I pull out of you and circle the desk to put my cock in your mouth, your hand holds the base so you're in control within a few seconds though I can't hold back, the sight of you sucking me and I cum. you greedily swallow my seed and lick your lips.
My hands wander to your waist, hold you tight, pull you close. My hands slide around your back and onto your arse.
My lips seeking yours, one hand stay put, holding you close, the other slides up your side and caresses the back of your neck. Our tongues dance as our lips touch
My hand starts to bunch your skirt up, it rises towards your hips, slowly, slowly. The hem reaches my hand and I feel your tights underneath.
'No Stockings?' I say almost disappointed, then a wicked smile comes over my face
I lower the hand from your neck down your front and slide you backwards so you're sitting on the edge of the desk
I kiss you then part your legs, my hands reach between them and grasp your tights before yanking them, they don't tear. you obviously need some more stability and lean backward.
I kneel between your legs and taking some of the denier between my teeth, I rip them open, my hands roughly finishing the job, the thin lace is soon out of my way also, and my lips and tongue are in your wet pussy. I lick up and down your lips then seek out your clit, my tongue flicks over it in teasing way. I'm in no hurry and am loving lapping your juices up and turning you on even further
You grab my hair. "Fuck me now" you pant
I slide two fingers inside you and you groan before pulling my hair harder
I stand and slip off my pants before sliding my cock inside you in one even firm stroke, you're still fully dressed and I'm deep inside you, building up a rhythm
you brace your feet on the desk, push back against me and scratch my back through my shirt
I kiss you and you can taste yourself on my lips, you start to push back harder and I grab the edge of the desk by your head and pump into you for all I'm worth
you're groaning in pleasure, you're whispering to me to fuck you harder, to cum inside you, to make you cum and then you do. I'm in no doubt that you have as your body and mouth signal your ecstacy
I pull out of you and circle the desk to put my cock in your mouth, your hand holds the base so you're in control within a few seconds though I can't hold back, the sight of you sucking me and I cum. you greedily swallow my seed and lick your lips.
Wednesday, 2 May 2007
Used
'Use me' you said 'Do what you will with me and my body'
That how you ended up kneeling on the floor, your arms tied behind your back, your other point of contact with the floor is your left cheek, your mouth slightly open to allow you to breath.
I take my time to stroke you, to spank you, to scratch you lightly with my nails.
You keep quiet as you know you must, there are other people too close who might here.
The teasing becomes too much for me and I kneel behind you, my cock enters you and I roughly pull you off your face.
One hand is on your side supporting you, my other is wrapped in your hair, pulling your head back so I can kiss your neck, my shallow thrusts are not satisfying your knees and I lower you onto your face again.
Crouching on my feet, my hands reach for your shoulders and I fuck you hard, your face rubbing on the floor until I withdraw from you and cum on your naked back and hands.
My hands slowly rub my cream into your back and my fingers thrust into your pussy until you release a high pitched squeal and collapse.
That how you ended up kneeling on the floor, your arms tied behind your back, your other point of contact with the floor is your left cheek, your mouth slightly open to allow you to breath.
I take my time to stroke you, to spank you, to scratch you lightly with my nails.
You keep quiet as you know you must, there are other people too close who might here.
The teasing becomes too much for me and I kneel behind you, my cock enters you and I roughly pull you off your face.
One hand is on your side supporting you, my other is wrapped in your hair, pulling your head back so I can kiss your neck, my shallow thrusts are not satisfying your knees and I lower you onto your face again.
Crouching on my feet, my hands reach for your shoulders and I fuck you hard, your face rubbing on the floor until I withdraw from you and cum on your naked back and hands.
My hands slowly rub my cream into your back and my fingers thrust into your pussy until you release a high pitched squeal and collapse.
Monday, 20 March 2006
The Pick Up
I see you and pull over, I push the button to wind the window down, you lean through the window.
“Are you going my way?”
You wink at me and I reach over and stroke your cheek.
“Of course foxy” I say “do you wanna ride?”
You open the door and slide into the seat your legs extended in their tights beyond the hemline of your skirt, your blouse is fastened to the last button and your jacket hides your curvy figure.
Your hand slides across onto my thigh and rubs my leg.
I put the car into gear and accelerate away from the kerb, you lean forward and remove your jacket as the air con kicks in.
I change gear and take the opportunity to brush my hand across your lap.
I watch as you reach down and pull your skirt up, and thread your legs, it’s then that I realise you don’t have any underwear on. My eyes are drawn across to your pussy and I’m aching to touch you.
I reach across and you grab my hand and guide it between your thighs, your finger guiding mine to your clit and I begin to stroke slowly.
I soon need to concentrate, but you take over and make yourself cum as I intently try and find somewhere secluded to park.
I find a side street and you reach across to free my hard cock from my pants. You lean in and kiss me then your mouth descends onto me sucking you hungrily until I come in your mouth.
I roll you back across onto the passenger chair and climb across, parting your legs and sliding my hot length into your wet cunt.
“Fuck me hard” you groan into my ear “fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before”
I do as I’m told and it’s minutes before I come inside you.
We kiss and you tell me that it’s about time we got to the meeting. I know it is, maybe there’ll be time on the way back for a repeat performance.
“Are you going my way?”
You wink at me and I reach over and stroke your cheek.
“Of course foxy” I say “do you wanna ride?”
You open the door and slide into the seat your legs extended in their tights beyond the hemline of your skirt, your blouse is fastened to the last button and your jacket hides your curvy figure.
Your hand slides across onto my thigh and rubs my leg.
I put the car into gear and accelerate away from the kerb, you lean forward and remove your jacket as the air con kicks in.
I change gear and take the opportunity to brush my hand across your lap.
I watch as you reach down and pull your skirt up, and thread your legs, it’s then that I realise you don’t have any underwear on. My eyes are drawn across to your pussy and I’m aching to touch you.
I reach across and you grab my hand and guide it between your thighs, your finger guiding mine to your clit and I begin to stroke slowly.
I soon need to concentrate, but you take over and make yourself cum as I intently try and find somewhere secluded to park.
I find a side street and you reach across to free my hard cock from my pants. You lean in and kiss me then your mouth descends onto me sucking you hungrily until I come in your mouth.
I roll you back across onto the passenger chair and climb across, parting your legs and sliding my hot length into your wet cunt.
“Fuck me hard” you groan into my ear “fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before”
I do as I’m told and it’s minutes before I come inside you.
We kiss and you tell me that it’s about time we got to the meeting. I know it is, maybe there’ll be time on the way back for a repeat performance.
Wednesday, 8 March 2006
RingRing
“It’s me.” I say as you answer the phone.
“Good” you say, I’ve been waiting for you”
“I hope you didn’t start without me,” I joke and let out a short laugh.
“Oh no babe,” you begin, “I’m wearing exactly what you asked.”
“Describe it for me.”
“Well,” I can hear the excitement in your voice, “I have a lacy black bra on, the balcony one you want, it pushes my tits up, makes them look huge. The matching shorts show off my ass, and the suspenders and stockings are just so, I’m running my fingers over the stocking tops.”
“Don’t touch yourself yet,” I scold, “you must only do as you are told.”
I love it when you dress like this, you look classy, sexy. I especially love taking you out with these under your clothes, I know that I’m going to peel them off and see my present.
“Do you have the other things?”
“Yes!”
“Lie on your back.” I instruct you. “run your fingers down your sides, pretend that they are mine, does it feel nice.”
“Yes,” you breathe, “I wish you were there”
“I know smooch, but I can’t be at the moment, it won’t be long now though.”
You describe how you are stroking your neck, how your fingers wander to your breasts and you rub your nipples through your Bra. I can hear your breath growing slower and deeper.
“Are you wet?” I ask
“I’m soaking, I have been all day, just thinking about speaking to you.”
“What do you want to do next?”
“I want to touch myself, I want to rub my clit.”
“Get your bullet”
“I want to use my fingers”
“I know honey, but I can’t let you yet”
I hear you groan, and when I tell you to turn it on, I can hear the buzz start.
“Rub it on your lips, don’t touch your clit until I tell you to.”
I hear you start to groan as the vibrations move through your pussy.
“Does it feel nice?”
“Mmmmmm,” you moan “it feels really good, I wish it was your tongue though”
“I know, I wish I was there too.”
Your moans increase and all of a sudden I hear you whine.
“Please,” you beg, “let me touch myself”
“Have you been good enough today?” I ask
“I have,” you say through gritted teeth.
“Do you want to come?” I enquire
“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss.”
“Shall I let you touch your clit?”
“Please,” that word so quiet, I know you’re ready.
“Cum for me baby.” I say and I can hear your breathing change, you put the phone on your body as agreed and I hear you stroking yourself, the cry of my name coinciding with the sound becoming muffled, your groans increasing and then subsiding.
I wait for you, I know you’re in ecstasy my hand moving up and down my cock, I reach my own climax in seconds.
“I hope you’re still there.” You demand
“Oh, I’m still here,” I reply, “you don’t get rid of me that easily.”
“Did I go solo?”
“No, I enjoyed listening a lot.”
“I’m sleepy now.” You tell me and I smile.
“You go to sleep, we’ll catch up tomorrow”
“Good” you say, I’ve been waiting for you”
“I hope you didn’t start without me,” I joke and let out a short laugh.
“Oh no babe,” you begin, “I’m wearing exactly what you asked.”
“Describe it for me.”
“Well,” I can hear the excitement in your voice, “I have a lacy black bra on, the balcony one you want, it pushes my tits up, makes them look huge. The matching shorts show off my ass, and the suspenders and stockings are just so, I’m running my fingers over the stocking tops.”
“Don’t touch yourself yet,” I scold, “you must only do as you are told.”
I love it when you dress like this, you look classy, sexy. I especially love taking you out with these under your clothes, I know that I’m going to peel them off and see my present.
“Do you have the other things?”
“Yes!”
“Lie on your back.” I instruct you. “run your fingers down your sides, pretend that they are mine, does it feel nice.”
“Yes,” you breathe, “I wish you were there”
“I know smooch, but I can’t be at the moment, it won’t be long now though.”
You describe how you are stroking your neck, how your fingers wander to your breasts and you rub your nipples through your Bra. I can hear your breath growing slower and deeper.
“Are you wet?” I ask
“I’m soaking, I have been all day, just thinking about speaking to you.”
“What do you want to do next?”
“I want to touch myself, I want to rub my clit.”
“Get your bullet”
“I want to use my fingers”
“I know honey, but I can’t let you yet”
I hear you groan, and when I tell you to turn it on, I can hear the buzz start.
“Rub it on your lips, don’t touch your clit until I tell you to.”
I hear you start to groan as the vibrations move through your pussy.
“Does it feel nice?”
“Mmmmmm,” you moan “it feels really good, I wish it was your tongue though”
“I know, I wish I was there too.”
Your moans increase and all of a sudden I hear you whine.
“Please,” you beg, “let me touch myself”
“Have you been good enough today?” I ask
“I have,” you say through gritted teeth.
“Do you want to come?” I enquire
“Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss.”
“Shall I let you touch your clit?”
“Please,” that word so quiet, I know you’re ready.
“Cum for me baby.” I say and I can hear your breathing change, you put the phone on your body as agreed and I hear you stroking yourself, the cry of my name coinciding with the sound becoming muffled, your groans increasing and then subsiding.
I wait for you, I know you’re in ecstasy my hand moving up and down my cock, I reach my own climax in seconds.
“I hope you’re still there.” You demand
“Oh, I’m still here,” I reply, “you don’t get rid of me that easily.”
“Did I go solo?”
“No, I enjoyed listening a lot.”
“I’m sleepy now.” You tell me and I smile.
“You go to sleep, we’ll catch up tomorrow”
Tuesday, 7 March 2006
Stormy Night
The wheels bumped over the cats eyes as she pulled off the motorway and bore left at the roundabout. She’d done this route lots of times, this was the Hotel she always stayed at when she was up at the Scotland Office.
The rain was lashing on the windows and roof of the car, the wipers flashing backwards and forwards and the music rumbled low in the background as she struggled to see the road through the windscreen, the streetlights illuminated the water on the glass rather than showing her the road.
A couple of miles further down, the car is motoring, the lights in the petrol station pass on the left and she puts her foot down, it’s been a long drive and she’s aching to get into a hot bath, she knows these roads so well that she moves the car right on the corner to avoid the pothole she can’t see in the dark, and then moves back in towards the side.
An orange warning light comes on the dash, she’s not seen it before and doesn’t know what it’s for, but she presses on to get to the hotel, she’ll deal with it in the morning when it’s light again. Another light comes on and she gets a sinking feeling in her stomach, the engine starts to misfire and as she pulls into the side of the road, the engine stops and the headlights die.
Turning the key in the ignition a couple of times, she knows it’s not going to start, but she tries again. Banging her hand on the steering wheel in anger, she almost laughs when she realizes that the horn wasn’t working.
Reaching for her handbag, she pulled her mobile phone out to find that there was no signal, her anger boiled over and she threw her phone into the footwell on the passenger side.
The dark began to close in on her, the road isn’t busy enough to deserve street lights, and with the lights in her car dead, the forest on the right looks closer now and she can’t see any detail of where she is, or what’s around.
She thinks about looking under the bonnet, but doesn’t know the first thing about anything under there and with the lights going off, she’s guessing it could be the battery. The darkness of the night really makes her nervous, she knows that it’s a good couple of miles back to the petrol station, and this isn’t a city, there’s no saying that there’s anyone there. The Hotel is a fair way down this road, a good 30 minute drive, she can’t remember ever seeing between here and there.
Turning in her seat, she can’t see any lights and can’t decide what to do, her coat’s in the boot and she’ll get soaking even getting that.
She’s wondering if anyone will pass, the road isn’t a busy one, but it’s the main road between the motorway and the town, maybe someone will pass, she decides to stay put with the car, at least she’ll be dry, even if she’s not too warm.
After nearly an hour of shivering, she’s wondering about going back to the petrol station, when she catches a glint of light out of the corner of her eye and realizes it’s a light in the wing mirror. Throwing the door open, she almost falls into the road, her white blouse clinging to her skin as the rain soaked through it. The car slowed down and pulled in behind hers, the door opened and a tall man stepped out. She quickly explained that her car had broken down, and he ushers her to his passenger side, putting her in the car before going around the back of the car, opening the boot and then getting in too.
When the doors are closed, he offers a fleecy blanket to put over herself.
“I got stuck in the snow a few years ago,” he begins, “ I never go anywhere without a blanket and a flask now, especially not if I’m driving miles like tonight”
He reaches behind her and retrieves a flask. He explains that he’s driven across from the other coast as he pours her a hot cup of coffee, she takes it gratefully in cold fingers and carefully sips a little, the liquid warming her through and over the next five minutes she drinks the coffee and starts to feel warm. He turned the engine on, the warmth flooded from the vents, and the radio sparked into life, she recognized the song, but couldn’t place it.
He got his phone out and managed to get a signal, she thanked him and rang the breakdown service, they apologized that they’d be a couple of hours, she made the mistake of saying that she wasn’t alone, and then felt guilty.
“I’ll sit in my car, thanks for stopping and the coffee.” She turned to get out, but he put his hand on her arm. “Wait here, it’s OK, I’m in no hurry and you’ll freeze without any heat.”
They chatted for a while and in the middle of a laugh, she reached across and put her hand on his arm, he leaned in and all of sudden they were kissing, she feels her arm move across his torso and pull him closer. Their hands are all over each other, his fingers trailing up her legs below her skirt and her hand reaching for his pants, but their arms keep getting in each other’s way, she manages to free his cock and stroke it, he’s fingering her and his tongue runs around her mouth.
She wants him, but his car’s only small and there’s no way to be comfortable. Opening the door, she walks around in the pouring rain, perching herself on his bonnet. He soon gets the idea and follows her out of the car, the headlights shining on him momentarily before he stands before her, he grips her and lifts her onto the bonnet, pulling her legs apart and exposing her pussy to him. She lies back hair face raised to the heavens as the rain makes her blouse cling to her breasts, her hands holding onto the metal to stop herself sliding off.
He’s on top of her, kissing her, undoing her top, scooping her tits out of her bra, his hand goes between her legs and he pulls the material out of the way, pulling his pants down and in one smooth thrust, entering her. She clings to his shoulders as she feels him inside her, his lips on her neck, her knees in the air as he plunges his cock in again and again, hard and fast, she knows she’s slipping, but she can’t bring herself to let go of him, his strong body holding her and she can feel herself building up, she pushes back as best she can, she urges him faster and within minutes he’s pulled out and cum on her thighs.
Climbing off the car, she looks down to see herself wet through, clothes dirty from the car and disheveled to say the least.
Moving back to her car, she opens the boot and reaches into a bag for some clothes, finding something appropriate, she dresses and puts a coat on, they move back into his car and another cup of tea is offered. Soon after the breakdown truck arrives, and she thanks him while her car is hooked up to the back of it.
He smiles and thanks her for keeping him entertained with a wink, before getting in his car and driving off.
That bath is looking a lot more appealing, and at least now she’ll have something to think about while she’s relaxing.
The rain was lashing on the windows and roof of the car, the wipers flashing backwards and forwards and the music rumbled low in the background as she struggled to see the road through the windscreen, the streetlights illuminated the water on the glass rather than showing her the road.
A couple of miles further down, the car is motoring, the lights in the petrol station pass on the left and she puts her foot down, it’s been a long drive and she’s aching to get into a hot bath, she knows these roads so well that she moves the car right on the corner to avoid the pothole she can’t see in the dark, and then moves back in towards the side.
An orange warning light comes on the dash, she’s not seen it before and doesn’t know what it’s for, but she presses on to get to the hotel, she’ll deal with it in the morning when it’s light again. Another light comes on and she gets a sinking feeling in her stomach, the engine starts to misfire and as she pulls into the side of the road, the engine stops and the headlights die.
Turning the key in the ignition a couple of times, she knows it’s not going to start, but she tries again. Banging her hand on the steering wheel in anger, she almost laughs when she realizes that the horn wasn’t working.
Reaching for her handbag, she pulled her mobile phone out to find that there was no signal, her anger boiled over and she threw her phone into the footwell on the passenger side.
The dark began to close in on her, the road isn’t busy enough to deserve street lights, and with the lights in her car dead, the forest on the right looks closer now and she can’t see any detail of where she is, or what’s around.
She thinks about looking under the bonnet, but doesn’t know the first thing about anything under there and with the lights going off, she’s guessing it could be the battery. The darkness of the night really makes her nervous, she knows that it’s a good couple of miles back to the petrol station, and this isn’t a city, there’s no saying that there’s anyone there. The Hotel is a fair way down this road, a good 30 minute drive, she can’t remember ever seeing between here and there.
Turning in her seat, she can’t see any lights and can’t decide what to do, her coat’s in the boot and she’ll get soaking even getting that.
She’s wondering if anyone will pass, the road isn’t a busy one, but it’s the main road between the motorway and the town, maybe someone will pass, she decides to stay put with the car, at least she’ll be dry, even if she’s not too warm.
After nearly an hour of shivering, she’s wondering about going back to the petrol station, when she catches a glint of light out of the corner of her eye and realizes it’s a light in the wing mirror. Throwing the door open, she almost falls into the road, her white blouse clinging to her skin as the rain soaked through it. The car slowed down and pulled in behind hers, the door opened and a tall man stepped out. She quickly explained that her car had broken down, and he ushers her to his passenger side, putting her in the car before going around the back of the car, opening the boot and then getting in too.
When the doors are closed, he offers a fleecy blanket to put over herself.
“I got stuck in the snow a few years ago,” he begins, “ I never go anywhere without a blanket and a flask now, especially not if I’m driving miles like tonight”
He reaches behind her and retrieves a flask. He explains that he’s driven across from the other coast as he pours her a hot cup of coffee, she takes it gratefully in cold fingers and carefully sips a little, the liquid warming her through and over the next five minutes she drinks the coffee and starts to feel warm. He turned the engine on, the warmth flooded from the vents, and the radio sparked into life, she recognized the song, but couldn’t place it.
He got his phone out and managed to get a signal, she thanked him and rang the breakdown service, they apologized that they’d be a couple of hours, she made the mistake of saying that she wasn’t alone, and then felt guilty.
“I’ll sit in my car, thanks for stopping and the coffee.” She turned to get out, but he put his hand on her arm. “Wait here, it’s OK, I’m in no hurry and you’ll freeze without any heat.”
They chatted for a while and in the middle of a laugh, she reached across and put her hand on his arm, he leaned in and all of sudden they were kissing, she feels her arm move across his torso and pull him closer. Their hands are all over each other, his fingers trailing up her legs below her skirt and her hand reaching for his pants, but their arms keep getting in each other’s way, she manages to free his cock and stroke it, he’s fingering her and his tongue runs around her mouth.
She wants him, but his car’s only small and there’s no way to be comfortable. Opening the door, she walks around in the pouring rain, perching herself on his bonnet. He soon gets the idea and follows her out of the car, the headlights shining on him momentarily before he stands before her, he grips her and lifts her onto the bonnet, pulling her legs apart and exposing her pussy to him. She lies back hair face raised to the heavens as the rain makes her blouse cling to her breasts, her hands holding onto the metal to stop herself sliding off.
He’s on top of her, kissing her, undoing her top, scooping her tits out of her bra, his hand goes between her legs and he pulls the material out of the way, pulling his pants down and in one smooth thrust, entering her. She clings to his shoulders as she feels him inside her, his lips on her neck, her knees in the air as he plunges his cock in again and again, hard and fast, she knows she’s slipping, but she can’t bring herself to let go of him, his strong body holding her and she can feel herself building up, she pushes back as best she can, she urges him faster and within minutes he’s pulled out and cum on her thighs.
Climbing off the car, she looks down to see herself wet through, clothes dirty from the car and disheveled to say the least.
Moving back to her car, she opens the boot and reaches into a bag for some clothes, finding something appropriate, she dresses and puts a coat on, they move back into his car and another cup of tea is offered. Soon after the breakdown truck arrives, and she thanks him while her car is hooked up to the back of it.
He smiles and thanks her for keeping him entertained with a wink, before getting in his car and driving off.
That bath is looking a lot more appealing, and at least now she’ll have something to think about while she’s relaxing.
Friday, 3 March 2006
Bound 2
She kneels before me, her hands taped behind her back, completely naked.
leaning forward, she licks my head, her lips kiss him and her tongue hungrily touches every inch of the length.
She leans back, looks into my eyes.
"Can I suck you?" she asks, she know the answer, but knows better than to presume.
I nod and she eases forward, her lips sliding over my head and slowly easing down to the base. she eases back and then slides her lips back over the head to kiss him.
She starts to lick, but I grab the back of her head and push myself into her mouth, she doesn't struggle, I push her on, she pulls off, I push her further on, she moves back and I allow her a breath before I push her back onto me.
After a while, I let her breathe and she gasps for air.
"Undo me" she says, looking behind her.
"Why, what do you want to do?"
"I want to rub myself while I suck you off"
The idea turns me on and I remove the tape, I watch her move as she puts my cock back in her mouth, and her other hand goes between those fantastic legs, I can't see what she's doing, but can imagine what's happening.
I come in her mouth and she comes on her own fingers, I take her hand and put her fingers in my mouth while I lick that juice from them.
Now we're warmed up, the night is young, and I have plenty more to do to you.
leaning forward, she licks my head, her lips kiss him and her tongue hungrily touches every inch of the length.
She leans back, looks into my eyes.
"Can I suck you?" she asks, she know the answer, but knows better than to presume.
I nod and she eases forward, her lips sliding over my head and slowly easing down to the base. she eases back and then slides her lips back over the head to kiss him.
She starts to lick, but I grab the back of her head and push myself into her mouth, she doesn't struggle, I push her on, she pulls off, I push her further on, she moves back and I allow her a breath before I push her back onto me.
After a while, I let her breathe and she gasps for air.
"Undo me" she says, looking behind her.
"Why, what do you want to do?"
"I want to rub myself while I suck you off"
The idea turns me on and I remove the tape, I watch her move as she puts my cock back in her mouth, and her other hand goes between those fantastic legs, I can't see what she's doing, but can imagine what's happening.
I come in her mouth and she comes on her own fingers, I take her hand and put her fingers in my mouth while I lick that juice from them.
Now we're warmed up, the night is young, and I have plenty more to do to you.
Saturday, 25 February 2006
Nightclubbing
You told me to meet you there, you promised it would be worth it. I made my way through the front door to the desk and paid my money to get in. The music was already pounding and I recognise the tune.
Stepping into the main area, I go and check my jacket before heading to get a drink. I reach out a hand and attract the attention of the barmaid, she wanders over and I point to bottles at the back of the bar mouthing the words of JD and Coke. It takes two attempts until she understands me and within a minute my drink is in my hand, I give her a large tip and make eye contact, she’ll remember me and I’ll get served quickly next time I go to the bar.
Turning to face the dance floor, I casually glance around, trying to catch a glimpse of your figure moving to the music, but I’m out of luck and after I finish my drink I head down to dance myself.
‘You’re not here yet’ I rationalise it to myself. I know that I’m not late, and you do like to make an entrance. As I’m about to step out onto the wooden floor, I catch a glimpse of your die straight hair, it’s you and you’re dancing with someone. A pang of jealousy makes me pause, but I ease my way across the dance floor, cut past you and move towards some women dancing as a group. I catch the eye of one of them and she keeps an eye on me as I start to dance, she’s playing it safe, seeing if I can move before she commits to give me all of her attention. After a few seconds, she turns and then I’m dancing with her.
The next track kicks in and it’s a higher tempo number, I pull her close and writhe against her, as we turn, I look in your direction and you’re as close to your conquest, it makes me ache to see you like that, but I push that aggression into keeping up with the music.
I dance for a while, but I need a drink. Walking past you, you signal for a drink, your companion looks a little put out, I don’t even acknowledge your signal, but you know I’ve seen you.
I go back to the bar and the girl behind it recognises me instantly, finishing serving someone else, she moves right over and provides me with a couple of drinks, lifting them carefully from the bar I go in search of you, I find you standing by the rail at the edge of the floor, Your Black pants and Red top show off the figure that I ache to get my hands on. I stand behind you and pass you your drink, you take a swig before I wrap my arms around you.
We’re both hot, and you’re moving to the beat as I finish my drink quickly and put my glass on the table, you take another mouthful of yours and as you do, I take the opportunity to kiss your neck. You’re loving the attention, maybe you’re looking at the guy you were dancing with, what you’re not expecting is my next move.
I ease my right hand under your top and slide my fingers under your waistband and down into your knickers, you adjust your stance and open your legs, leaning back on me for support, you now know what’s coming.
I slide my fingers between your lips and within seconds I’m stroking your clit, licking and kissing your neck. You put your bottle down and your arms reach up to hold my head as I work the bud with my fingers. Your body is working to it’s own rhythm now, you can’t even hear the music as I work you into a lather. Your hands are messing with my hair, you turn your head and your tongue reaches for my mouth, I respond and I know that with all of these people around us, you’re about to cum. Your tongue is thrashing between my lips, responding to my fingers.
Your body starts to shake and my left arm grips you tightly to make sure you’re supported. Your hands can’t hold onto me and you gradually relax. You turn and give me a long kiss, raising the fingers I’ve had between your legs to put them in your own mouth, your tongue cleaning them off.
We embrace for a moment, eyes locked, but I know that as soon as the next track comes on, I’ll be led back out onto the floor and I’ll be spending the night within inches of you, working up to the moment we get in that taxi heading to mine for the après dance.
Stepping into the main area, I go and check my jacket before heading to get a drink. I reach out a hand and attract the attention of the barmaid, she wanders over and I point to bottles at the back of the bar mouthing the words of JD and Coke. It takes two attempts until she understands me and within a minute my drink is in my hand, I give her a large tip and make eye contact, she’ll remember me and I’ll get served quickly next time I go to the bar.
Turning to face the dance floor, I casually glance around, trying to catch a glimpse of your figure moving to the music, but I’m out of luck and after I finish my drink I head down to dance myself.
‘You’re not here yet’ I rationalise it to myself. I know that I’m not late, and you do like to make an entrance. As I’m about to step out onto the wooden floor, I catch a glimpse of your die straight hair, it’s you and you’re dancing with someone. A pang of jealousy makes me pause, but I ease my way across the dance floor, cut past you and move towards some women dancing as a group. I catch the eye of one of them and she keeps an eye on me as I start to dance, she’s playing it safe, seeing if I can move before she commits to give me all of her attention. After a few seconds, she turns and then I’m dancing with her.
The next track kicks in and it’s a higher tempo number, I pull her close and writhe against her, as we turn, I look in your direction and you’re as close to your conquest, it makes me ache to see you like that, but I push that aggression into keeping up with the music.
I dance for a while, but I need a drink. Walking past you, you signal for a drink, your companion looks a little put out, I don’t even acknowledge your signal, but you know I’ve seen you.
I go back to the bar and the girl behind it recognises me instantly, finishing serving someone else, she moves right over and provides me with a couple of drinks, lifting them carefully from the bar I go in search of you, I find you standing by the rail at the edge of the floor, Your Black pants and Red top show off the figure that I ache to get my hands on. I stand behind you and pass you your drink, you take a swig before I wrap my arms around you.
We’re both hot, and you’re moving to the beat as I finish my drink quickly and put my glass on the table, you take another mouthful of yours and as you do, I take the opportunity to kiss your neck. You’re loving the attention, maybe you’re looking at the guy you were dancing with, what you’re not expecting is my next move.
I ease my right hand under your top and slide my fingers under your waistband and down into your knickers, you adjust your stance and open your legs, leaning back on me for support, you now know what’s coming.
I slide my fingers between your lips and within seconds I’m stroking your clit, licking and kissing your neck. You put your bottle down and your arms reach up to hold my head as I work the bud with my fingers. Your body is working to it’s own rhythm now, you can’t even hear the music as I work you into a lather. Your hands are messing with my hair, you turn your head and your tongue reaches for my mouth, I respond and I know that with all of these people around us, you’re about to cum. Your tongue is thrashing between my lips, responding to my fingers.
Your body starts to shake and my left arm grips you tightly to make sure you’re supported. Your hands can’t hold onto me and you gradually relax. You turn and give me a long kiss, raising the fingers I’ve had between your legs to put them in your own mouth, your tongue cleaning them off.
We embrace for a moment, eyes locked, but I know that as soon as the next track comes on, I’ll be led back out onto the floor and I’ll be spending the night within inches of you, working up to the moment we get in that taxi heading to mine for the après dance.
Friday, 24 February 2006
Time Together - Part 3
The meal at the Italian was a surprise to her, she’d been expecting a quick drink and off to bed, but I was intent to make the most of our time together and wanted to do what normal couples do, so I ushered her into a cab and we were driven to an expensive yet understated restaurant.
Our table was in a discrete area, one that wasn’t well lit. We spent the night eating, chatting, holding hands and laughing, all of the things we didn’t normally get to do. This wasn’t a snatched lunch or a meal that was rushed so that we didn’t get spotted, this was our time.
The meal finished, the bill paid, we wandered back leisurely along the river, holding hands, stopping to kiss, linking arms and cuddling together. The cool evening air, cooling our urge to pounce but as we got closer to the hotel, I dragged her from the pathway, behind a wall. Leaning on the brickwork and pulled her close, out lips met and our hands wandered freely, stroking, touching. I lifted the back of your dress and my fingers sought out the edge of the now exposed underwear, tracing the lace from the waistband down the cheek to the furrow between her arse and shapely leg.
A few minutes spent there, raising the anticipation. I felt you reach for my belt but I held your hand for a second and raised it up to my neck. You could feel my arousal but I wouldn’t let you satiate it. It was driving you mad, me too, but I have plans and they don’t involve going alfresco, not as such anyway.
After a short while, I stopped teasing you and led you by the hand to the hotel, the lift carried us to our floor and I used my key to let us in. You walked in first and I watched as you sat calmly on the edge of the bed. You were onto me, you knew I was playing it cool, I’m not going to rush, so you wait.
I removed my tie, and moved towards you, but you stood and stepped over to the window, looking out at the city, hands on the glass. I watched you for a few seconds then eased up behind you, my arms around you, my lips on your neck, holding you close.
Your head lolled backwards as you enjoyed my lips and my hands slide up over your curves, then back down to the hemline of your dress before I carefully lift it so that I slowly unveil your fabulous body, framed perfectly by the lingerie I chose for you.
You allowed me to remove your dress and put your hands back on the glass, I undressed and stepped behind you again, my hands, tongue and lips moving all over your body, while you stood against the window, my movements sometimes caught you unawares and you pushed me away, but I was soon back with my desire to turn you on and tease you at the same time. Occasionally I saw you looking at me in the glass, your face covered in smiles. I stood up and unhooked your bra, throwing it onto the bed before reaching around and stroking around your breasts, circling in towards the nipples and when my fingers began to pinch them, they were already erect, begging for attention and I spent the time on them while you ground your arse into my cock.
At one time you removed your hand from the glass, but I growled at you to put it back and after a brief hesitation, you complied. I knew you were enjoying my touch, but wasn’t aware how much until you groaned
“Fuck me.”
I stopped in my tracks, you were seriously turned on and I knew what I had to do. Pulling your panties to one side, I played a finger over your lips and then eased myself into you. Pulling you close I kissed your neck again.
“Isn’t it beautiful,” you moaned, “and I knew you were looking out on the city, pressed up against the window, your arms long since bent, you tits up against the cold glass and anyone looking in this direction would have seen you and I in the act of fucking. It didn’t take long, the teasing that had been happening all evening had us both in a frenzy and we came fast and hard, as close as we could be, but looking at the lights of the city. You collapsed against the glass and I push you hard against it biting your shoulder.
We collapsed to the ground and lay there for a few seconds recovering. Eventually I help you up and you climb into the bed. Tonight’s going to be a first, we’re going to actually fall asleep in the same bed, together and wake up together, but before then, we’re going to explore and probe, love and kiss, cum and swallow, bend and stretch. You know that I’m going to make the most of this time and drive you wild…
Before we part again tomorrow and go back to our own separate lives, begging for the next time we see each other.
Our table was in a discrete area, one that wasn’t well lit. We spent the night eating, chatting, holding hands and laughing, all of the things we didn’t normally get to do. This wasn’t a snatched lunch or a meal that was rushed so that we didn’t get spotted, this was our time.
The meal finished, the bill paid, we wandered back leisurely along the river, holding hands, stopping to kiss, linking arms and cuddling together. The cool evening air, cooling our urge to pounce but as we got closer to the hotel, I dragged her from the pathway, behind a wall. Leaning on the brickwork and pulled her close, out lips met and our hands wandered freely, stroking, touching. I lifted the back of your dress and my fingers sought out the edge of the now exposed underwear, tracing the lace from the waistband down the cheek to the furrow between her arse and shapely leg.
A few minutes spent there, raising the anticipation. I felt you reach for my belt but I held your hand for a second and raised it up to my neck. You could feel my arousal but I wouldn’t let you satiate it. It was driving you mad, me too, but I have plans and they don’t involve going alfresco, not as such anyway.
After a short while, I stopped teasing you and led you by the hand to the hotel, the lift carried us to our floor and I used my key to let us in. You walked in first and I watched as you sat calmly on the edge of the bed. You were onto me, you knew I was playing it cool, I’m not going to rush, so you wait.
I removed my tie, and moved towards you, but you stood and stepped over to the window, looking out at the city, hands on the glass. I watched you for a few seconds then eased up behind you, my arms around you, my lips on your neck, holding you close.
Your head lolled backwards as you enjoyed my lips and my hands slide up over your curves, then back down to the hemline of your dress before I carefully lift it so that I slowly unveil your fabulous body, framed perfectly by the lingerie I chose for you.
You allowed me to remove your dress and put your hands back on the glass, I undressed and stepped behind you again, my hands, tongue and lips moving all over your body, while you stood against the window, my movements sometimes caught you unawares and you pushed me away, but I was soon back with my desire to turn you on and tease you at the same time. Occasionally I saw you looking at me in the glass, your face covered in smiles. I stood up and unhooked your bra, throwing it onto the bed before reaching around and stroking around your breasts, circling in towards the nipples and when my fingers began to pinch them, they were already erect, begging for attention and I spent the time on them while you ground your arse into my cock.
At one time you removed your hand from the glass, but I growled at you to put it back and after a brief hesitation, you complied. I knew you were enjoying my touch, but wasn’t aware how much until you groaned
“Fuck me.”
I stopped in my tracks, you were seriously turned on and I knew what I had to do. Pulling your panties to one side, I played a finger over your lips and then eased myself into you. Pulling you close I kissed your neck again.
“Isn’t it beautiful,” you moaned, “and I knew you were looking out on the city, pressed up against the window, your arms long since bent, you tits up against the cold glass and anyone looking in this direction would have seen you and I in the act of fucking. It didn’t take long, the teasing that had been happening all evening had us both in a frenzy and we came fast and hard, as close as we could be, but looking at the lights of the city. You collapsed against the glass and I push you hard against it biting your shoulder.
We collapsed to the ground and lay there for a few seconds recovering. Eventually I help you up and you climb into the bed. Tonight’s going to be a first, we’re going to actually fall asleep in the same bed, together and wake up together, but before then, we’re going to explore and probe, love and kiss, cum and swallow, bend and stretch. You know that I’m going to make the most of this time and drive you wild…
Before we part again tomorrow and go back to our own separate lives, begging for the next time we see each other.
I want
To dream of you to see you to catch your eye across a room to see your smile to move towards you to stand and talk to you to touch your hand to dance with you to wrap my arms around you to hold you to be so close I can smell you to whisper in your ear to smell your hair to stroke the nape of you neck to stroke your hair to kiss your neck to hold you tight to kiss your lips to feel your tongue in my mouth to feel your hands on my sides to feel the urgency in you to reach for the bottom of your top to remove it to feel your hands on my zip to reach for your tits and stroke them to feel your hands on my cock to watch you drop to your knees in front of me to feel your lips and tongue on me to feel your lips slide down my length to have you make me cum in your mouth to kiss you greedily afterwards to ease you out of your pants to lick your arse to bite your cheeks to push you onto your back to part your legs to lick your thighs to lick your lips to finger your pussy to touch your clit to lick you to orgasm to climb on top of you to thrust inside you to feel your hands holding onto me to feel you grip me to hold your legs up to get the right angle to fuck you hard and fast to hear you scream my name to roll off you to lie next to you to kiss your lips to look you in the eye to whisper your name to hold you tight to fall asleep.
Thursday, 23 February 2006
Time Together - Part 2
You arrived at the Check in desk with your mates, they urged you to check in first and after your details are confirmed, you’re whisked to the lift by the boy carrying your bags, your last communication with the girls being to meet in the bar at Six, a promise that will not be kept.
The porter selects the button for the 5th floor, while the lift rises, you pass the time talking, the lift stops and you’re led along to your room. Opening the door, your bags are placed just inside the door, you enter the room and the Porter closes the door without so much as a word.
Startled you turn around to look at the closed door and take your coat off which you hang on the hook behind the door. Now your attention turns to the room you’ve only glanced at so far.
The bathroom’s on the right, the room beyond it has a Four poster bed. The sheets and blankets are folded immaculately. You wander over to the window and through it you can see some of the sights of the city, the river, the famous sights, the City spread out below you, as requested the view is quite amazing. Even sat in the bar from where I saw you enter, I know that you’re taking the view in, I know you love it and I know this is one of the many things you’ll remember from this night, you sit on the window sill for a long time taking it all in, and you know as well as I do that while it looks impressive now, the view at night will go far beyond the daytime spectacle.
When you’d taken the view in for a while, you turned and started to unwind, to unpack your bits and pieces, to think about having a bath, to get ready for a wild night out with the girls.
It’s only when you’re looking for a pencil on the bedside table that the note catches your eye.
Sat on the pillow is a small gold folded card, on the inside the following is inscribed in black ink.
Welcome to London, I trust you’ll enjoy
Your girly weekend, was only a decoy
If you look in the wardrobe, you surely will find
Some things I’ve placed there to help you unwind.
Turning around to find the wardrobe, you wander over and carefully, almost gingerly open the door
In there you find the items I left you.
The sheer black Lingerie you looked at last time we went shopping together, but thought was too expensive. A beautiful dress made of shiny material again in black and some nice black stockings.
Pinned to the Label is another card.
I’ll be waiting for you in the bar at Seven. X
You pick up your mobile and phoned your friend, she answered with a giggle.
“Sorry,” she began, “But you’re on your own tonight, enjoy yourself.” And with that she hung up.
Next you try to phone me, my phone rings as I’m sat in the bar, and I half think about answering it, I’m interested to know what you’re thinking, how you’re reacting, but I want this to be an amazing surprise.
You take your time, bathing, making up, getting dressed, smoothing the fabric against your skin and I watch you just after seven entering the bar, your eyes sweeping the room, you don’t seem to see me and after a second you head for the bar.
I watched you order a drink, and I take my chance to move towards you, as you wait for the barman to bring it to you, I slip an arm around your waist, pulling in close and handing over our room card for the drink to be charged against.
My warmth surprised you and your body jumped slightly, but upon seeing me, a smile grew from the corners of your mouth to your eyes and you embraced me and kissed me softly.
“You Bastard” you whisper, but I think that’s the only reprimand I’m going to get and I kiss you back.
The porter selects the button for the 5th floor, while the lift rises, you pass the time talking, the lift stops and you’re led along to your room. Opening the door, your bags are placed just inside the door, you enter the room and the Porter closes the door without so much as a word.
Startled you turn around to look at the closed door and take your coat off which you hang on the hook behind the door. Now your attention turns to the room you’ve only glanced at so far.
The bathroom’s on the right, the room beyond it has a Four poster bed. The sheets and blankets are folded immaculately. You wander over to the window and through it you can see some of the sights of the city, the river, the famous sights, the City spread out below you, as requested the view is quite amazing. Even sat in the bar from where I saw you enter, I know that you’re taking the view in, I know you love it and I know this is one of the many things you’ll remember from this night, you sit on the window sill for a long time taking it all in, and you know as well as I do that while it looks impressive now, the view at night will go far beyond the daytime spectacle.
When you’d taken the view in for a while, you turned and started to unwind, to unpack your bits and pieces, to think about having a bath, to get ready for a wild night out with the girls.
It’s only when you’re looking for a pencil on the bedside table that the note catches your eye.
Sat on the pillow is a small gold folded card, on the inside the following is inscribed in black ink.
Welcome to London, I trust you’ll enjoy
Your girly weekend, was only a decoy
If you look in the wardrobe, you surely will find
Some things I’ve placed there to help you unwind.
Turning around to find the wardrobe, you wander over and carefully, almost gingerly open the door
In there you find the items I left you.
The sheer black Lingerie you looked at last time we went shopping together, but thought was too expensive. A beautiful dress made of shiny material again in black and some nice black stockings.
Pinned to the Label is another card.
I’ll be waiting for you in the bar at Seven. X
You pick up your mobile and phoned your friend, she answered with a giggle.
“Sorry,” she began, “But you’re on your own tonight, enjoy yourself.” And with that she hung up.
Next you try to phone me, my phone rings as I’m sat in the bar, and I half think about answering it, I’m interested to know what you’re thinking, how you’re reacting, but I want this to be an amazing surprise.
You take your time, bathing, making up, getting dressed, smoothing the fabric against your skin and I watch you just after seven entering the bar, your eyes sweeping the room, you don’t seem to see me and after a second you head for the bar.
I watched you order a drink, and I take my chance to move towards you, as you wait for the barman to bring it to you, I slip an arm around your waist, pulling in close and handing over our room card for the drink to be charged against.
My warmth surprised you and your body jumped slightly, but upon seeing me, a smile grew from the corners of your mouth to your eyes and you embraced me and kissed me softly.
“You Bastard” you whisper, but I think that’s the only reprimand I’m going to get and I kiss you back.
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