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Together
(continued)
Author: Laney
Redman & Byron Anderson |
He was using me in a way I have never
experienced. He seemed to fill me completely-his fingers in my ass,
tongue in my pussy, cock in my mouth. He was claiming every inch of my
body for himself and his pleasure, and yet he was bringing me to the
brink of oblivion. My body began to tremble as the orgasm that had been
building finally released. I felt my walls tighten on his tongue, my ass
squeeze his fingers. I could not think of anything except his intense
demands and how I wanted to give in to every one of them. As I began to
come down from the ecstasy, I realized he was not
going to back off, he wanted more. He pushed harder and faster, his
tongue and his teeth worked my clit almost to the point of pain and yet
it only fueled my desire. I dug my fingernails into his ass and pulled
him deeper into my mouth and throat than I have ever been able to
manage. I wanted him to explode in my mouth, to fill me with his seed.
But he seemed to have other ideas and he once again made me cum.
Moaning, I felt myself tighten again, all except for my throat which
relaxed to allow him to enter me further. He showed no mercy as he
continued to work my body as I shuddered under his touch. He seemed
intent on taking me over the edge time and time again, but I was
desperate to feel him take me as only a man of his size could. I broke
away from him long enough to beg him to please fuck me, as hard as he
could, NOW. But, he was like a man possessed as he continued to use his
fingers in my ass, his mouth on my clit. The lust was unbearable, I
wanted him inside me. I wanted him to fill me. He used his free hand to
enter my pussy. How many fingers he used, I could not tell. He probed me
deeply and found the magic place that he knew would forever mark me as
his. As he stroked me inside I began to cry out. No man had ever touched
me so masterfully, so completely. Once again, I began to shake as he
brought me to a third orgasm and he licked me intently.
Suddenly, he pulled away from me and I cried out in protest of his
absence. The waves of orgasm were still coming over my body and I needed
his touch, anyway I could get it. He lay on his back and pulled me onto
him.
He entered me easily, despite my fears regarding his size. I slowly took
every inch of him until I was resting on him. I began to move on top of
him, relishing the feeling of his heat inside me. He put his hands on my
hips and guided me into a rhythm we had both needed for way too long.
Satisfied that I was moving as he wished, he put his rough hands on the
smooth skin of my breasts. My nipples ached for his touch. The water
continued to wash down our bodies and I knew my hair was drenched with
both water and sweat. I felt the mixture run down my body onto his. We
were both slick with wetness and it was just an added sensation to the
thousands I already felt.
Her body swayed like an angel floating over me,
yet with the lust of a demon as the head of my shaft pushed against her
most sacred depths, stroking her with every back and forth motion. I
wanted to force her to move up and down, but it was not yet time. For
now, her body rocking back and forth offered a tenderness that simply
ramming myself in and out of her could not, and this tenderness mattered
to me as much as the desire I had to fill her.
No, it would not be over in a heartbeat. I would make this moment last
beyond that of human endurance.
I embraced her breasts with my hands, my thumbs and index fingers
rolling her hard nipples between them, occasionally squeezing them hard
as I guided her movements.
I rocked her back and forth, letting my cock explore her, letting the
head of it move within her darkest, deepest regions. Slowly, gently she
moved forward and back, her hips constantly grinding against mine, her
sensitive clit rubbing hard against my flesh.
I could feel her body jump with each movement, knowing I had brought her
almost to the point of exhaustion, but not taking her so far she had to
rest. I could tell her body was weak from all of the orgasms she had,
but I made her ride me, forcing her to find the energy to stay on top of
me. I would make her cum once again, but this time it would drain every
last ounce of strength she had, but it would not be over quickly.
I kept squeezing her breasts and playing with her nipples, watching the
water from the sprinkler soak her precious body. Small streams trickled
down her face and neck, splitting off and joining with others, making
rivers that flowed over and between her breasts. Waterfalls poured from
her body and cascaded onto mine as she tried to increase her rhythm, but
I held her breasts firmly and would not allow it.
She moaned, wanting release and relief, but I made her continue to rock
back and forth slowly, torturing her inflamed clit as I held her hips
tight to mine and made her press it hard against my flesh. I could see
each motion was draining her more, making her body lurch with each
motion, needing to release itself if only to rest, but I still waited.
When I could feel the weight of her body pressing hard against my hands,
I knew she would not be able to hold herself up much longer. The water
was the only relief she had, and even it was not enough to offer her the
strength she needed.
When I saw that she could no longer hold herself up, I took her in my
arms and laid her on her side in the grass, then moved behind her and
lifted her hips. Her body was weak, but she brought herself to her knees
as I knelt behind her. I could feel her breath was heavy as it came in
deep gasps for air, but now it was my turn to make my own body ache with
the desire for release.
I moved near her, letting my cock brush against her soft skin, gliding
over her beautiful ass and teasing the moist lips of her pussy.
I would take her, enter her, and fill her, but I would let her guide me
to the opening she wanted to feel me in.
I would wait for her now.
 Barely able to move, I continued to ride him as he
guided me to do so. When I felt like I was about to drop, he reached out
for me and gently laid me down on the wet, soft grass. I got on my hands
and knees, and felt him move in place behind me. But, he hesitated.
Frustrated I looked over my shoulder at the man behind me, the one who
seemed to know my every limit and push me further. He leaned on to me
and whispered "put me where
you want me". I moved his cock to my pussy, wanting him in my ass, not
sure if I was ready for him yet. I moved back onto him and he grabbed my
hips to control my movements. He thrust himself hard into me with an
intensity that threatened to overwhelm me. I moaned as he pushed deeper,
feeling as if he were literally tearing me in two. I once again looked
at him and told him to get my ass ready for him. His eyes glinted, and
for a brief moment, I feared the man who I had surrendered to. Without
missing a movement, he moved a hand from my hips and pressed them to my
ass. I yielded to him and whimpered as his fingers matched the rhythm of
his hips. The sprinkler continued to spray us and the coolness of the
water was a relief to the heat that tried to overpower us. My breasts
brushed against the grass & it tickled my already hard nipples.
Exhausted, I lowered myself to my elbows and he entered me even deeper.
Grunting behind me, he seemed like a wild animal as he showed me that he
would dominate me in every way he wanted. He slid out of my wetness &
placed the tip of his shaft to my ass. I was fearful that he would not
be able to enter me that way, but I wanted him so much I really did not
care how much hurt he may cause. Surely the pain of his absence would be
far worse then anything he could inflict. Struggling to relax, I took
deep breaths as he moved slowly into me. I wanted him, I needed him, I
knew the world would end without him there. He moved more quickly and
with a stronger purpose as I became used to his size.
He started using my ass the
way he had used the rest of me, my pussy, my mouth. Impaling me on him,
his groans matched the whimpers I made. I was so exhausted I knew that
the next orgasm would literally turn me into a rag doll. Still, I wanted
this to last forever.
The ground beneath me still scratched at my nipples, almost biting them.
Not soft tickles like the grass had done before I lowered myself to my
elbows, but it only sent electric charges through my body, intensifying
the sensations he caused. I wanted the roughness on my nipples to be
caused by his hands, his mouth, his teeth. For a moment, I wanted to be
back on top of him so my breasts could have his attention. As he pulled
my hair, I wanted him to fuck my mouth and cum down my throat. I wanted
so much and somehow I knew that whatever he chose to do would be
amazing.
My body ached and I could feel my muscles tighten,
but I had to force myself to go slow, at least for now.
I took deep breaths and concentrated, making myself return from the
height of pleasure I had felt being deep inside of her warm, loving
cunt. I hated to pull myself from her depths, and had I allowed my
desire to overcome me, I would have filled her instantly, but that was
not how it was meant to be.
Her lust must be obliged, and her wants and needs had to be fulfilled
for me to be truly satisfied. I could not simply allow myself to cum, as
that would deny not only her, but deny myself the emotional orgasm I
felt from knowing I had taken her to a place that only truly existed
within the dark realms of the mind, and of the soul.
I longed to release inside of her, my cock sliding in and out of her
delicious ass as I pulled her hair to draw her hips hard against mine.
Over and over I fought my own lust, driving myself deep inside of her,
pausing only a moment, the feeling her tighten around me as I pulled
myself back. Her moans of pleasure and screams of desire filled my ears
with joy as I continued to let my cock explore her ass.
I held her hair tight, making each thrust more powerful than the next,
only letting her move forward enough to slide my free hand between her
legs quickly. Pure, primal lust escaped from her lungs in the form of a
scream as I slid my thumb deep into her pussy and clutched the small
patch of hair with my fingers. My cock was ramming in and out of her
ass, my thumb rubbing the most sensitive skin inside of her, and the
edge of my hand was grinding against her clit now. Her body bucked and
lurched with each thrust I made, making sure to squeeze and caress her
pussy in an orchestrated rhythm. Every movement would offer multiple
sensations of pleasure, each more potent than the next, yet each
offering her the stimulation that would force her to release herself to
me.
Her body quaked, each thrust making her cry out with music only lovers
can hear. My eyes took in every inch of her beauty, and I could feel her
tighten around my shaft and my thumb as once again she offered me the
emotional high my heart ached for by letting me please her again. I felt
the rush of heat and moisture bathe my hand, and even though I would
have rather it filled my mouth, I was content to know she had released
herself to me once again.
Her body started to collapse, but I reached around and held her, slowly
removing myself from the wonders of her ass. She gasped slightly, then
fell into me as I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the front
door. Our clothes lay together on the wet grass, embracing one another
as her arms embraced my neck. They would have to wait.
I leaned down to open the door, then kicked it closed behind us as I
carried her down the hall and into my bedroom. Her head was resting on
my shoulder and her body was cuddled in my arms as I laid her gently on
the bed, positioning myself so that I was sitting next to her, then
taking her into my arms once again and holding her close.
I would satisfy our sexual desires again, but would indulge in our
sensual pleasures for now, and let myself feel the joy and warmth of our
passion and I cradled her in my arms.
I could hear the seconds tick away from the clock on my nightstand, but
did not notice the minutes as they passed. All that mattered now was the
infinity of time that the universe holds as she cuddled her body close
to mine and smiled softly at me.
Which was more important? The lust or the tenderness? The ecstasy or the
love? Neither, and both. Each offered their own emotion, their own
desire, their own realm of existence, and each need required they be
satisfied to truly unchain the passion that existed between us.
I would fill her, and she would again offer herself to me in her own
time, but for now, for these few precious moments, our hearts would be
given the opportunity to embrace as our bodies melted together for a
moment of rest an reassurance.
Perhaps a bottle of wine and some cool treat to please the pallet would
be in order before we continued our journey, and perhaps it would be in
the midst of satisfying our craving for food and drink we would allow
our passion to rise again, once more satisfying our lust and creating a
buffet of sweets and ecstasy for us to eat from.
I was glad I had gone shopping yesterday and filled the cupboards and
refrigerator with all sorts of delicacies and treats, and as I rose from
the bed, I asked the angel lying before me what would be her pleasure?
At the moment my body released itself again, I
knew I was in trouble. There was no way I would be able to move, let
alone stand and walk. Fortunately, he seemed to realize that I was spent
and he gathered me into his arms and carried me inside. A rush of cool
air welcomed us into his home and he kicked the door shut with such
force I was certain the walls would collapse, just as I had. For one
brief, ironic moment, the old-fashioned tradition of carrying a new
bride over the threshold entered my mind. No wonder it did, I knew that
for the rest of my life I would never be able to have any man without
making comparisons where the potential lover would fall painfully short.
He laid me gently on his bed and held me while time passed, quickly or
slowly, I don't know. But, surely it did because I noticed the darkening
of the summer sky. My God, what time could it be? Like it mattered, the
universe had ceased to exist. The only thing I was aware of was him. He
pulled away from me & I fell into his beautiful eyes as he asked me if I
was hungry. I wanted to scream at him "Yes, I am starving and only you
can satiate my hunger". But, I knew my strength was gone and food did
seem like a good idea. I asked him if we could eat in bed and he smiled
at me. I am sure he was really enjoying the idea of carrying me anywhere
else, but he said that was his plan. I asked him for simple, cool foods
like fruit. Something that would satisfy yet not weigh heavy in my body,
yet would still provide energy in its sweetness. He left the room and it
somehow seemed empty without him there. I lay in the crispness of his
sheets, inhaling deeply the scent he left on the pillows. I could have
stayed there forever and died happy. He returned with a tray filled with
grapes, strawberries, cherries and other foods best eaten with your
fingers. And, he must have known it to be a weakness since he also added
a warm chocolate sauce-to use as a dip. He chose a strawberry, and fed
it to me.
 I smiled at her as she ate the first strawberry,
then dipped a second one in the warm chocolate before offering it to her
waiting tongue. She returned the favor with a slice of Kiwi, placing it
on my tongue and laughing as some of the juice trickled from the corner
of my mouth.
We continued feeding one another, talking, and laughing for a while, but
I had still not cum, and my erection had never fully subsided. She could
tell I still needed her sexually, and she was happy to oblige by smiling
seductively and dipping the tip of her finger in the warm chocolate and
letting it drip onto the head of my cock.
My erection immediately returned to full size at her touch, and she
teased me for a few minutes swirling the chocolate around the head of my
cock before moving the tray aside and taking me into her mouth once
again.
I reached for her tits, but she pushed my hand away, then pushed me onto
my back as she kneeled between my legs. I was more than happy to comply
with her unspoken request, and I laid back to enjoy the undisturbed
pleasure she was offering to me.
Her tongue swirled and lapped up the chocolate as her hand squeezed and
stroked the base of my shaft slowly. The tray was still in reach, and
she would occasionally reach over with her free hand, dipping her
fingers in the chocolate and removing me from her mouth only long enough
to let the warm, thick liquid pour over the head before devouring both
me and the chocolate again.
This continued for what seemed like an eternity, but the tension I had
held back from earlier returned quickly. I didn’t have to speak to tell
her I was not going to be able to hold out much longer, she could feel
it as my muscles tightened and my cock began to swell. The speed of her
strokes increased, and she ignored the chocolate now as she sucked on me
harder and faster. I could feel the muscles in my legs and hips tighten
involuntarily, and could feel my cock swelling to its full size as it
filled her mouth. She felt it too and began stroking me faster, her lips
drawing me in harder as her tongue caressed my head. My hips bucked
slightly and my hands tore at the sheets as I felt myself begin to erupt
in her mouth. I could feel my orgasm continue, and I knew she would
never be able to swallow it all as I felt her throat trying to take in
the creamy liquid. I was in ecstasy as she continued sucking my cum into
her mouth, and I could feel trails of it escaping as it ran down the
sides of my cock. I knew I was groaning with pleasure, but they were
guttural, primal sounds that came deep from within me, more like a wild
animal growling than the sounds a human would make.
I was spent when she finally released me and wiped the corners of her
mouth clean as she smiled from seeing the pleasure she had offered me. I
smiled back as best I could; still trying to catch my breath from the
incredible orgasm she had just brought me to. Even my vision was still
blurry when she took a grape and dropped it into my mouth, the cool
juice refreshing me as I bit into it.
I knew it would take me a while before I would be able to cum again, and
I intended to take full advantage of that fact. I reached for the tray
and dipped another strawberry deep into the chocolate, then moved it to
her breast and let the warm liquid drip onto her nipples. Her nipples
became hard and erect almost instantly, but I was not going to lick it
off yet. Instead, I fed her the strawberry and laid her on her back,
then took the chocolate from the small stand. The candle beneath it had
kept it warm enough to offer just enough heat to offer immense pleasure
as I held the small container over her breast an let the thick, dark
liquid slowly trickle over her nipples and breasts. I made sure to let
just enough trickle out to form a thread thin line, extending the
pleasure as long as I could.
Her breasts looked like scoops of vanilla ice cream with fudge topping
running down the sides, and I was more than willing to lick her clean as
I replaced the chocolate on its stand. I leaned in and started at the
base of her breasts, moving back and forth as I licked and sucked the
chocolate from her breasts, working my way up to her nipples. I left her
nipples covered in the chocolate, making sure her breasts were licked
clean and her body was again trembling before I let myself start on her
nipples. I knew she wanted me to take her nipples deep in my mouth and
suck the chocolate from them, but now it was time for me to take her to
another level of ecstasy.
I knelt next to her right side and leaned over, letting just the tip of
my tongue touch her right nipple. I heard her sigh with pleasure,
thinking I would soon be taking her deep into my mouth, but I wouldn’t
for some time. I continued licking just the tip of her nipple,
occasionally moving down and licking just the sides and edge of her
areola before returning to the tip. I could see she was getting
frustrated as I continued teasing only the tip of her nipple, but I knew
the frustration would turn to the most pleasurable agony she had ever
known if I refused to give in an offer her the relief she wanted.
Over and over I licked and teased her nipple, flicking it hard with just
the tip of my tongue once in a while, then licking it softly again. The
sensation was becoming more than she though she could bear, and she
reached for my head and raised her chest, trying to pull my mouth to her
breast. I moved quickly, pulling away and straddling her waist as I
grabbed her wrists and held them to her side. She was pinned beneath me
now, only able to try and lift her chest slightly, but I was in complete
control.
I leaned over, using my body to hold hers as my hands held her wrists
while I continued to lick only the very tip of the now extremely
sensitive flesh. She struggled beneath me, her arms pulling to free
themselves, her breasts heaving with each breath as she tried to force
me to take her deep into my mouth. Over and over I continued to tease
and torture her precious skin as she began to beg me to stop. I ignored
her please for release, knowing it would not be much longer before I
would be able to make her cum in a way she had never known existed.
I waited, watching her every move, feeling her body writhe and twist,
listening to her moans and pleas, but it was not until I felt her gasp
for air and felt her body begin to tremble uncontrollably that I opened
my mouth wide and attacked her. She cried out with relief as I pulled
her nipple and aureole deep into my mouth, sucking it as hard as I could
and letting my teeth scrape against the surface. She screamed from the
unique combination of pleasure, pain, and relief I knew was filling her
body, and I could feel her stomach muscles tighten beneath me, her body
now experiencing a new orgasm that started from a depth she had never
known existed. I continued sucking hard and pulling on her breast with
my mouth as she screamed, her body convulsing madly as the feeling of
pleasure filled her entire body. It wasn’t until she was gasping for air
and her body went limp that I stopped, kissed her nipple tenderly, then
moved to her left nipple.
She begged me not to repeat the process, telling me she didn’t think she
could stand it again so soon, but as my tongue began slowly circling and
flicking the tip of her left nipple, her begs turned to moans of
pleasure. I knew her entire body was still sensitive, and that it would
not take nearly as long to reach another orgasm as it had the first
time.
 Again, I teased her mercilessly, and again I felt her chest push toward
my mouth, begging to be sucked hard. It took almost no time for her body
to begin trembling again, and this time her muscles tightened almost
immediately. The sensation she had already experienced had made her
nerves so sensitive that she began to scream and writhe almost before I
realized it. She was cumming without me even having to suck hard, and
when I finally did, her orgasm was so intense she arched her back and
lifted both of us off of the bed. I had never seen a woman cum so hard,
and it filled me with such
joy that I had been able to offer her this that I felt my entire body
grow warm. Sweat drenched her body from every pore instantly, and her
breath was short and heavy when I finally released her and took her into
my arms. I could feel her body still trembling as I held her, and my own
body was trembling now from the ecstasy I felt knowing I had been able
to offer her this new sensation.
I held her close, her body once again curling up to mine as her breath
began to return to normal. A slight spasm filled her body once, then she
put her arms around me, lifted her face to mine, and offered me her open
mouth. I accepted, and offered her mine, leaning my head down slightly
until our lips touched briefly, then pressed against each other tenderly
as we exchanged a passionate kiss that had never before been known to
man.
The words I love you were whispered from somewhere deep inside of us,
and whether they escaped our lips or were just felt by our souls I could
not tell. All I knew was the words were there, they had been exchanged
between us, and they carried a meaning far beyond the mere comprehension
of the word love.
The words hung in our minds and in our hearts, and they were caressed by
our souls as our bodies clung to one another.
The sun was beginning to set as long shadows reached in through the
window and filled the room. I would make love to her again before this
day was over, but it would not be the wild, lustful pleasures we had
experienced thus far.
No, the next time would offer us as much pleasure, and as much passion
as we had already experienced, but it would be slow, tender, and gentle.
It would be simple, but with a depth of such pure emotion that it would
take our very souls and forever entwine them as one.
She rested her head on my chest, and I placed mine against her soft hair
as a single tear made its way down my cheek.
It was hard for me to think. So much had happened
in the short time since I had first decided to get some yard work done.
I never dreamed I would be lying protected in the arms of this amazing
man. But I was. Of course, I had to feign sleep because things were so
overwhelming that I truly did not think I could bear anything except my
solitude. Solitude, what a joke! I had spent my whole life alone, hating
every second of it. Especially the nights, my God, the nights were so
hard. Stretching out before me like a long, deserted road that I was
forced to travel on a daily basis-like penitence. Now, I needed what I
had once cursed. Don’t misunderstand me; I was rapturous in the arms
that held me. But, I was terrified too. The feelings that had overtaken
me were unlike anything I had ever felt. If you had asked me yesterday,
I would have told you that I liked my independence, my freedom. Yes, I
would have omitted the part about the lonely nights because that was my
personal albatross to bear and while I hated it, it was mine. Yesterday,
I would have told you that no man could ever capture my heart (my body,
my soul) so quickly and effortlessly. Yesterday, I would have defied you
to tell me I would ever let a man “tame” me. But that was yesterday and
now, I was content to be held by the man who had taken me in such a
forbidden manner.
As I lay in his arms, he nestled into my hair and I sensed a brief
wetness coming from him. Tears? Surely not. Surely it was sweat, for I
had never had anyone cry for me, certainly not any man. But, he lay so
still and his breathing was so calm and steady that it could not have
been sweat. In my heart, I knew the answer yet my mind refused to accept
it. I admit that I felt a connection to him from the moment he touched
me. That first instant his skin electrified mine, I was lost in him.
Like it or not, THIS man was the one I was destined to be with. None
other could make me feel so loved, needed, desired-so complete.
Our lovemaking had felt like a thunderstorm, full of electricity and
power.
Now, I felt that the storm had passed and that it had cleansed us of
what had haunted for so long.
Tomorrow, the day would greet us with fresh hope for a new beginning.
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