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Epilogue to a short story written for and about me.
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As my lover drove, he reached over to clasp my hand where it rested in my lap causing a soft wave of deep warmth and love to emanate from our joined hands. Our forest lovemaking had brought a sense of peace and unity to us that kept us silently smiling the whole ride home. The light was getting long as we pulled into the drive way and before we left the car and unloaded it his eyes caressed mine for a long minute. I felt sticky and hot and whispered that I was going to take a shower before we started the preparations for our evening meal. He nodded still smiling and grabbed the basket from the back as we headed in.
I stood in the shower water streaming down my head and through my hair, eyes shut, when I felt his presence. He had entered silently, one moment I was alone, water cascading down me, and the next there was a charged feeling in the air. My eyes slowly opened up to meet his staring down at me, the intensity instantly raising my heart rate. No matter how much we made-love, we could not get enough, never enough. The appetite I had for him was boundless and without consciously being aware my arms reached for him as his did for me.
We were then one, lips brushing softly, sensuously an echo of the feather we played with early that day. Noses brushed each other and hands gripped. I pulled him into the stream and he reached back to turn on the other head of the shower, the coolness startling both of us into jumping and giggling.
It was not a long distraction, since the water warmed up almost immediately. His hands caressed my buttocks and his body rubbed against me pushing his erection into my stomach. I reached down to fondle him and he gasped. I loved how my touch affected him. I stroked his length as he began kissing me in earnest. His kisses were god given, no-one should be able to kiss like that. I was weak kneed and he propped me up with his strong body, pushing me back into the cool tiles.
My arms slid around his neck and I pressed myself into him as his hands works such magic on my body, skimming my waist and breasts and hips, dipping down to stroke fingers through my swollen lips. I was undulating on his hand and mouth, little mewling and gasping sounds coming from the back of my throat as he bent down and suckled my nipple, flicking it with his tongue then doing the same to my other.
My fingers were dug in his thick dark hair and I was whispering his name over and over like a mantra. It seemed to fire him and his suckling became stronger, fingers more insistent until he lifted one of my legs and wrapped it around his waist, then lifted the other. I wanted him so bad, despite the fact I was still leaking his cum from many love-making sessions we had earlier.
He didn’t enter me the way I had expected, instead just letting his cock-head rest slightly inside of my swollen folds. He shifted me in his arms and looked into my damp face as if I was his world, and I know it was a mirror of my expression. “Yes,” was all I said to him and it was all he needed as he slowly thrust balls deep into me, then pressed me into the wall for a second to claim me as deeply as he could. A choking sound came from the back of my throat. He was so deep and the pleasure bordered on painful, but exquisite as well. How could these two feelings co-exist?
His body was vibrating from the intensity though I knew he was strong enough to hold me here and fuck me for an hour if that is what he wanted. I could hear his breath ragged in my neck where his lips kissed and sucked my skin. I was shaking as well, I wanted to make this moment last with him – merged as one. He pulled his head back and said my name as our eyes locked. Oh god, the power of that look was beyond anything I had experienced before. It was pure primal claiming and I accepted it, echoed it and his lips were on mine once again as he began moving his hips.
The long slow fucking he gave me made me go mad with pleasure. Shuddering and whimpering pleasure, screaming and clawing pleasure. And he matched me, each deep thrust made with a grunt or a growl. I was his, and he was mine there was no mistake and no going back, now or ever. My head rolled against the tile and my teeth dug into his shoulder as we approached our climax, my body clenching and pushing against him as he kept the steady pace up.
He was whispering to me in his native language and what he said sounded so lush and beautiful and filled with love that even though I did not understand a word I knew this was his proclamation of “us” and my heart melted. I could feel the electric rush from head to toe and back up again as my climax approached, and I knew he was with me. His body was jerking and his cock felt so beautifully hard and filled with purpose that when I shattered I took him with me over that precipice. Once again I was pressed hard into the wall and he was lodged as deep as he could go. I could feel the hot hard spurts of his seed inside of me along with the flex of his cock and they made my orgasm into something powerful. My womb funneled all of his essence toward itself hungrily sucking up as much of him as it could.
I didn’t realize I was crying until I felt his lips kissing away the tears and his soft whispers of love and tenderness as he slowly lowered my unsteady feet to the ground. Arms gently cradling me, we stood a long time in the baptismal warm waters. When we stepped out of the shower he toweled me off like a c***d and I let him, almost too tired to move. Our dinner was simple and we curled up in bed shortly after and I slept one of the best sleeps of my life spooned up in his arms like a teddy bear.
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As my lover drove, he reached over to clasp my hand where it rested in my lap causing a soft wave of deep warmth and love to emanate from our joined hands. Our forest lovemaking had brought a sense of peace and unity to us that kept us silently smiling the whole ride home. The light was getting long as we pulled into the drive way and before we left the car and unloaded it his eyes caressed mine for a long minute. I felt sticky and hot and whispered that I was going to take a shower before we started the preparations for our evening meal. He nodded still smiling and grabbed the basket from the back as we headed in.
I stood in the shower water streaming down my head and through my hair, eyes shut, when I felt his presence. He had entered silently, one moment I was alone, water cascading down me, and the next there was a charged feeling in the air. My eyes slowly opened up to meet his staring down at me, the intensity instantly raising my heart rate. No matter how much we made-love, we could not get enough, never enough. The appetite I had for him was boundless and without consciously being aware my arms reached for him as his did for me.
We were then one, lips brushing softly, sensuously an echo of the feather we played with early that day. Noses brushed each other and hands gripped. I pulled him into the stream and he reached back to turn on the other head of the shower, the coolness startling both of us into jumping and giggling.
It was not a long distraction, since the water warmed up almost immediately. His hands caressed my buttocks and his body rubbed against me pushing his erection into my stomach. I reached down to fondle him and he gasped. I loved how my touch affected him. I stroked his length as he began kissing me in earnest. His kisses were god given, no-one should be able to kiss like that. I was weak kneed and he propped me up with his strong body, pushing me back into the cool tiles.
My arms slid around his neck and I pressed myself into him as his hands works such magic on my body, skimming my waist and breasts and hips, dipping down to stroke fingers through my swollen lips. I was undulating on his hand and mouth, little mewling and gasping sounds coming from the back of my throat as he bent down and suckled my nipple, flicking it with his tongue then doing the same to my other.
My fingers were dug in his thick dark hair and I was whispering his name over and over like a mantra. It seemed to fire him and his suckling became stronger, fingers more insistent until he lifted one of my legs and wrapped it around his waist, then lifted the other. I wanted him so bad, despite the fact I was still leaking his cum from many love-making sessions we had earlier.
He didn’t enter me the way I had expected, instead just letting his cock-head rest slightly inside of my swollen folds. He shifted me in his arms and looked into my damp face as if I was his world, and I know it was a mirror of my expression. “Yes,” was all I said to him and it was all he needed as he slowly thrust balls deep into me, then pressed me into the wall for a second to claim me as deeply as he could. A choking sound came from the back of my throat. He was so deep and the pleasure bordered on painful, but exquisite as well. How could these two feelings co-exist?
His body was vibrating from the intensity though I knew he was strong enough to hold me here and fuck me for an hour if that is what he wanted. I could hear his breath ragged in my neck where his lips kissed and sucked my skin. I was shaking as well, I wanted to make this moment last with him – merged as one. He pulled his head back and said my name as our eyes locked. Oh god, the power of that look was beyond anything I had experienced before. It was pure primal claiming and I accepted it, echoed it and his lips were on mine once again as he began moving his hips.
The long slow fucking he gave me made me go mad with pleasure. Shuddering and whimpering pleasure, screaming and clawing pleasure. And he matched me, each deep thrust made with a grunt or a growl. I was his, and he was mine there was no mistake and no going back, now or ever. My head rolled against the tile and my teeth dug into his shoulder as we approached our climax, my body clenching and pushing against him as he kept the steady pace up.
He was whispering to me in his native language and what he said sounded so lush and beautiful and filled with love that even though I did not understand a word I knew this was his proclamation of “us” and my heart melted. I could feel the electric rush from head to toe and back up again as my climax approached, and I knew he was with me. His body was jerking and his cock felt so beautifully hard and filled with purpose that when I shattered I took him with me over that precipice. Once again I was pressed hard into the wall and he was lodged as deep as he could go. I could feel the hot hard spurts of his seed inside of me along with the flex of his cock and they made my orgasm into something powerful. My womb funneled all of his essence toward itself hungrily sucking up as much of him as it could.
I didn’t realize I was crying until I felt his lips kissing away the tears and his soft whispers of love and tenderness as he slowly lowered my unsteady feet to the ground. Arms gently cradling me, we stood a long time in the baptismal warm waters. When we stepped out of the shower he toweled me off like a c***d and I let him, almost too tired to move. Our dinner was simple and we curled up in bed shortly after and I slept one of the best sleeps of my life spooned up in his arms like a teddy bear.
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