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Exotic Dream
Your hair shimmers in the moonlight as we take a
walk on a warm July night. You're wearing a long
summer dress sort of like a sarong and sandals.
You've borrowed a light fleece of mine because
your top is only made of soft cotton. We are
heading towards the reservoir by my house. We
are talking about futures and careers as well as
you and me and how we met. We are walking hand
in hand as we reach the reservoir the view is
fantastic. The city lights glimmer like stars
across the water casting dancing shadows with
the waves. I pull a blanket out of my backpack
and we snuggle into it on the edge of the water.
We have just met but for some unexplainable
reason we seem to fall into sink with each
other. Our goals are similar and we find each
other exciting for no particular reason. Quickly
I stand up taking you bye surprise and say
"Let's go down to the dock!" You really don't
care where we go just as long as we can snuggle
up with each other. So we hike down to the dock.
I trip going down the rocky bank but manage to
come out of it with only a minor scrape on my
elbow. It stings a little but my mind is else
where right now. You for some reason seem to
think it's funny and laugh hysterically all the
way to the dock.
We get to the dock and look out along the length
of the long phallic shaped floating dock and
start down it. It sways and rises with the
ripples of the water. They make soft sounds as
they connect with the dock from all angles and
sizes. As we get to the end of the dock we look
back and see nothing but darkness. I've been
here before many times and when you lie down on
the dock it feels as though you're floating away
with the current.
You comment on how beautiful the stars are and I
take you and gaze deep into your eyes and say,
"Nothing could compare with the beauty of your
eyes." I hold you like that for just a moment
before planting a soft moist kiss right on your
lips. I feel your mouth open a little and I can
taste your sweet breath on my tongue. As you
move your tongue to enter my mouth I pull away
teasingly. You sigh with a mix of frustration
and need. I hear you go about getting busy
setting down the blanket. I reach into my
backpack and pull out some candles and a bottle
of red wine. I place the candles around us (well
away from the blanket) and crack open the
beautifully bodied red. I reach back into my
backpack and lift out two crystal wine goblets
and pour us each a glass of it. You take a deep
gulp and savor the aroma and flavor of it.
We laugh and talk about things we can't talk
about with anyone else to us it seems like it
would be everyday conversation. We're sitting
close I have my arm around you and your head is
resting gently on my shoulder. The conversation
leads to intimate things and I feel your body
heat rise a bit. We are gazing at the stars and
you lay on your back with your head resting on
my lap. I'm stroking your hair and passing my
hand gently over your face. Your eyes are closed
and you ask me to kiss you again. I get up from
my cross-legged position and move to lie beside
you. I move on top of you and plant a slow
romantic kiss on your full mouth. You respond by
bringing your hand up to the back of my neck as
though to capture me here (like I'm going
anywhere).
Our tongues dance across one another and we kiss
deeply our breathing falling into rhythm
together. You roll me onto my back and bring one
leg over me. I can feel the heat from you as you
press your self onto me. Our kissing becomes
hungry and lusting. Soon kissing isn't enough to
quench the hunger. I move my hands down your
back to your butt. You press yourself into me
again feeling me growing. You take your lips
away from mine and proceed to run little circles
with your tongue down my neck. I love the way
your hair smells as it passes over my face. My
hands are moving up your back underneath the
fleece and under your soft cotton top to your
warm smooth skin. I feel Goosebumps appear
because my hands are a little chilly. I move my
hands all over your back holding you close and
applying pressure by your hips as though to
scream at you to relieve the pressure.
You are more than interested at doing the same
thing and roll off of me so you can get a better
angle on my clothes. I fumble with the fleece as
you try to work at my beltbuckle. As the fleece
comes off it reveals you in the moonlight. I
tell you to stay right where you are and that
you look so beautiful right now. I ask you to
take off your shirt still keeping you at an arms
distance. You hesitate and look around but you
realize that we are all alone out here and
slowly teasingly remove your shirt. You go to
move to me again but I stop you one more time. I
ask you what you would want my hands to do if
they could do anything right now. Your nipples
are getting hard and I can tell that this is not
what you had expected. You answer by giggling
and trying joke it off. But I tell you to show
me and you look in my eyes and know that I am
serious. You start by turning around so as to
keep me from seeing you and you run your hands
over your back shoulders and your neck. Your
left hand travels down your side gently passing
over the soft supple edge of your breast down to
your thigh.
I ask you to turn around and face me. You
hesitate again but then turn and present
yourself to me. You pass your hands over your
breasts along the top of your chest and just as
they go past you bring them together holding
each breast firmly. Your nipples call to me I
think and I move to you and take the right one
in my mouth. It tastes wonderful and I am
intoxicated by every little detail of it. I run
my tongue softly all the way around it and then
take it in my mouth and suck it deeply again. My
other hand moves to your left breast and firmly
takes hold of it.
I tell you not to touch me only to touch
yourself. You take your hand off of my head and
I lay you back onto the dock. You move your
hands down your belly and rub your inner thighs
through your sarong. I'm rolling your nipples
between my thumb and forefingers while running
my tongue up your neck starting at your
shoulder. You press your hand into your crotch
and I hear your breathing become erratic. I
whisper to you to make little circles with your
hand over your
pussy.
Our lips meet again and my hand travels away
from our chest and pulls your sarong knot open.
I move my hand onto yours and pass through the
open sarong to your hot moistness. I keep my
hand over yours so I have not touched you yet. I
tell you to pleasure yourself wet and run my
mouth down to your nipples again changing from
one to the other. I feel your fingers becoming
sticky with your passion juices and I tell you
to put a finger into your tight hot pussy. You
moan as your first knuckle enters followed by
the rest of your finger plus your middle finger.
My hand is still pressed over yours making
pressure as you buck your hips slowly to your
fingers rhythm.
My mouth is hot on your breasts and I slowly
start to kiss down your chest to your stomach
taking time to trace the little peachfuzz of
your belly button with my tongue. It's
unbelievable how sticky my hand is getting as
your tempo increases. It gets a little more
difficult to avoid contact with your pussy.
Occasionally it slips off yours and brushes
against your impossibly soft lips. I ask you if
you like to masturbate. You answer yes through
clenched teeth and heavy deep breaths. I ask you
if you like to orgasm, again you answer yes this
time a little more impatient. I ask you if you'd
cum for me right now if I asked you to and
without a heartbeat between you start to
manipulate your pussy with both hands pushing
mine away. Both hands are working furiously on
your pussy, one is two fingers deep into it and
the other is quickly rubbing your clitoris back
and forth pinching it and kneading it with your
fingers.
I move down between your legs to watch you get
yourself off. I plant little kisses all up and
down the inside of you legs rubbing each one of
them as you continue to bring yourself to
climax. I lift up your left leg and bring your
toe to my lips (ever had your toes sucked?) and
put your big toe in my mouth. The sensations run
up your body and you start to moan and cry out.
I can see your pussy getting wetter and wetter.
I can't stay away any longer and I suck on my
right index finger and slowly insert it into the
bottom of your pussy while you continue to use
all other parts of it. I increase the temp and
our hands are working at different paces. I'm
imagining the sensations you must be
experiencing when you cry out. Your hands freeze
up a bit and I take over sliding in another
finger and placing my mouth over your juicy
swollen clit. Four fingers inside you working
for one common goal and you explode. I try to
suck up all the ambrosia you have but you keep
getting wetter and wetter. Your quite loud now
and I don't for a second stop my assault on your
pussy. Sucking and nibbling at your swollen red
lips that are wrapped around my finger.
You pull your fingers out and cling onto me as I
curl my fingers upward inside you searching for
your gspot. I pull them right to the soft ridges
around the opening and then slide them with a
smooth twist back deeply inside you. You're
crying out for more and running your nails
coarsely through my hair. Both your hands move
to your breasts in an effort to quench your
hunger. I slip in a third finger and start
stroking where your Gspot is. My tongue has
started dancing quickly over your clit. You
taste so good I can't get enough of it. The
sensation of vertigo and the openness of this
all has taken you to a point of no return. You
cry out my name and with your contractions on my
fingers I know there is another wave coming. I
increase tempo for a few moments and then slow
it right down. You can't believe I'm doing this
and tell me not to stop. It sounds so sexy
coming from you in little breathes "don't stop
don't stop".
I reach into the reservoir and get a little
handful of water. Just as your cumming again I
rub the cold night chilled water onto your clit
and spank it lightly a few times. You erupt in a
state of orgasmic madness and your ambrosia
actually squirts from your pussy onto me. I keep
licking and sucking as best I can but your
bucking is wild and dangerous. You thrash on the
dock as you pussy continues to pour out
ambrosia. Gently I remove my fingers from you
and try to kiss you deeply again but your lips
are frozen in pleasure. You are shaking and take
hold of me tightly. Finally we kiss again and
all I can think of is how incredible life is
sometimes presenting us with these
opportunities.
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