Mindy completes a circle
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Thick fog rolled through the apartment, obscuring sight, and sound, and scent, and taste, and touch. Numbing his flesh until all that remained was a yawning precipice. He chair teetered on the edge of that cliff, poised at the breathless moment before plummeting to previously unimaginable depths. But no matter what he did, or how he struggled to move, he could neither lean forward and embrace death nor scuttle backward to firmer ground. And so he remained, caught on the axis of time, trapped between moments, waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting...
By mid-afternoon the fog had cleared, leaving only emptiness in its wake. A hollow shell numbly descended stairs, opened a door, sat in a chair, put fingers to keyboard. Steps without counting, heartbeats without existence, time without record. Beneath him the chasm beckoned, waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting...
His phone chimed. It was a message from no one. He stared at it, understanding nothing.
“Meet me at the rock.”
He stood and tried to take a step. But he no longer knew where he was going, and his feet refused to move.
Much later, in a long-dead universe, he discovered her there. Watching ducks bob and paddle through the weeds that threatened the shore. He sat, studying the fabric of her light summer dress as it rippled in the breeze. He tried to listen, but he didn’t understand what it was telling him.
“I was beginning to wonder if you’d ever come. I’ve been waiting.”
Waiting.
Waiting...
The sun’s too bright. There should be clouds. Today is a cloudy day. I’m sure of it. So where are the clouds?
“I’m sorry I walked away.”
“It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. I should have stayed.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know.”
“So why are we here?”
“Because I should have said something.”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know.”
“So why are we here?”
“You just asked that.”
“I remember.”
“Because we should be here?”
“Why?”
“Because I want to be here.”
“Oh.” He paused, trying but failing to taste the flow of time, to see the scent of flowers, to smell the caress of a lover. “I do too.”
“So why aren’t you here?”
Her fingers crept around his, listening for the sound of sunlight. Their hands whispered to each other. He kept searching for clouds, wondering why he couldn’t hear them, waiting for her to tell him why there weren’t any clouds.
Waiting.
Waiting...
“What you want me to say, or what you don’t want me to say ... I’m going to say something else instead.”
“Okay.”
“No, it’s not. You deserve an answer. You’ll get one, eventually. But I don’t ... I can’t ... right now.”
“You don’t have to answer. I didn’t ask a question.”
“Yes you did.”
“You still don’t have to answer.”
“Not answering is an answer.”
“That’s true.”
“Can we talk about something else, or does everything need to wait until I have one?”
“We can talk about anything else.”
“Are we still friends?”
“Yes, of course. Always, I hope.”
“Are we still lovers?”
“Do you want to be?”
“Yes, absolutely. Very, very much.”
“Then yes. I want that as well.”
“Is this going to make everything more difficult?”
“I don’t know. I think that depends on you.”
“Why just me?”
“My feelings haven’t changed.”
“Haven’t they?”
The precipice collapsed. Gravity rediscovered its will. His chair tumbled into the abyss, smashed to bits on a towering pile of discarded fear. For the first time in so very many years ... all those wasted decades since he’d lost her ... he felt her hand. She was still holding on. Still clinging to a sound, still tasting his memory. Beneath him was a strong foundation of rock. He listened to its solidity until clamor and chaos receded into silence.
It’s such a lovely day. When did the sun come out?
“No. They won’t. They couldn’t. Not ever.”
“Thank you.”
“I’m sorry. I guess I went away for a while. But now I’m back.”
She leaned against his shoulder, sighing with relief. “I’m glad. I missed you.”
“Me too.”
Her head was on his lap. She was looking up at him, her irises a vivid melange of their inherent rainforest canopy and reflected cobalt sky. He was looking down at her, fascinated by long strands of sunset-hued hair as they passed through the comb of his fingertips.
“I’ve thought about your proposal, and I accept. I’d like to do something in the city. With you. A date, if you want to call it that. But it has to be on my terms.”
“Whatever you need. Do you want me to... ?”
“I’ve already made plans.”
“You have? Should I be worried or excited?”
With a mysterious smile, she replied, “Probably both.”
Kathryn’s tongue ran up and down the sides of his cock, eagerly consuming a milky coating of their mingled emissions. She’d taken him with an urgent ferocity akin to Irina’s aggressive pounding, crying out his name at every peak, and he’d responded by flooding her cunt with waves of pent-up seed. When she was done cleaning his manhood, she twisted around and opened the nightstand drawer. Her hand reappeared, shining with lubrication that she impatiently transferred to his rigid staff. Her eyes were closed as she straddled him, positioning his rod at the entrance to her ass and slowly impaling herself, grunting as he breached her anus, moaning as he sank into the clinging depths of her nether channel, shuddering as she came.
Luke braced himself against the shower wall, groaning with ecstasy. Water coursed down his back. Kathryn’s fingers gripped his buttocks, prying them apart so her tongue could plunge in and out of his dark hole. He trembled on the very edge of release, but she refused to touch his cock. Every time he tried to take matters into his own hands, she batted them away.
Her breathing slowed. Splayed limbs revealed the ejaculate seeping from both orifices, though his final load — the one he’d delivered straight across her tongue — had long since disappeared down her throat. He watched her for a while, love and desire swelling his heart, then reached down to pull a crumpled, sweat-stained sheet over their naked bodies. Piece by piece, moment by moment, he unspooled the events of the day until he was back at the precipice, peering over the edge, curiosity once again giving way to anxiety and surrendering to fear.
I’ll keep waiting.
When a second consecutive dawn arrived without the blissful feeling of her lips around her shaft, he resolved to make up for the previous day’s failure and offer his own enthusiastic oral tribute. But when he opened his eyes, he discovered that he was alone. Confused, he sat up and called her name. No answer. I guess she had something to do. He was trying to decide between a run and a shower when she came bounding up the stairs, casually dressed and full of energy.
“Good morning! I know, I know, I broke the promise I swore I wouldn’t break. Don’t worry, your reward is coming. And yes, that pun was intentional. Right now, though, I need you to shower and pack an overnight bag.”
A little overwhelmed by so much infectious enthusiasm so early in the morning, Luke rose from the bed. “Where are we going?”
“To the city. We have a date, remember?”
“I do, but I didn’t realize it was going to begin at sunrise. What should I bring? Do I need a suit and tie or anything like that?”
“No. Hot casual.”
“I swear I will never understand how women categorize clothes. What does that even mean?”
“Dress casually. Look hot. It’s really not that complicated.”
“Yeah, that definitely clears it right up. Let’s try this: what are you going to wear?”
“Just this for now. Later, something that will melt your brain and work its way lower. Don’t try to compete with it; I’ll be wearing it for you, not me. Just stick with hot casual. Either way, you’re going to get laid.”
“You said it’s overnight. Just so I don’t start packing unnecessary toiletries, can you at least tell me where we’re staying?”
“ ... your place.” He took note of her brief hesitation, and wondered at the reason.
“But...”
“Don’t tell me it needs cleaning. I judged you far too anal-retentive to leave a dirty apartment.”
Laughing, he shot back, “I’m choosing to take that as a compliment. No, it’s clean. I have cleaners, and they were there a few days after I moved out here. Though it’s probably a little stuffy.”
“I’m not worried about it. Later on, it’s not going to matter.”
“What does that mean?”
“Fewer questions. More showering.”
“It’s not much, but it’s all mine.”
She looked around, her eyes twinkling. “Manly. So very, very manly.”
“Admittedly, the aesthetic is a bit minimalist.”
“The aesthetic is ‘I refuse to make any sort of artistic statement with my apartment so that no woman with actual taste will want to spend time anywhere but in my bed.’ Is that what you were going for? Well done, if so.”
“If you’re still here tomorrow morning, I guess we’ll find out. First, let me open a window and air out the smoke from that sick burn.”,
Moments after they dropped their bags to the floor their clothes followed. Kathryn sank to her knees, noisily slurping on his cock. Noticing his enraptured stare, she pulled free, purring in her sultriest voice purred, “Is this what you imagined me doing the night we met?”
“I may have pictured it one or five hundred times, yes. For what it’s worth, nothing I imagined comes close to the perfection of the real thing.”
“Oh, you poor young man. Your wrist must have been so tired.” Her mouth descended, driving him hard and fast towards release. The tension in his loins crescendoed, but she backed away before he could come.
“Luke, I’m going to be a little evil to you today. I promise that, if you do as I ask, it will be well worth a few hours of suffering. I want to start by doing all sorts of deliciously naughty things with you on your bed — right where you hoped I’d be all those weeks ago — but here’s the catch: I don’t want you to come. If at any point you can’t help it, then go ahead; this isn’t like when I was submitting to you, and none of my plans for later are going to change if you do. But I’d like you to be boiling with unresolved sexual tension tonight. Do you think you can manage that?”
“Is this what you meant by ‘on your terms’?”
“It’s ... part of it.”
Still mysterious. “Well, I’ll try, but that’s all I can promise. It would help if you were less arousing than usual.”
“Request denied.” With a wicked smile, she pulled him between her wide-open legs, guiding his rampant shaft into her drenched tunnel. “Ohhhh god, just like that. Fuck me, Luke. Fuck me hard. Fuck me so hard. But whatever you do, don’t come. Please, lover, just hold on. I promise it will all be worth it.”
Four hours later he was gasping for air, his face (literally) and his balls (metaphorically) turning purple from the number of times he’d had to strain to hold back his release. Kathryn was in the bathroom, rummaging through his cabinets and drawers.
“Do you need something?”
“Nope, I found exactly what I was looking for. Come join me in the shower.”
He entered to find the water already running. To be honest, I was kinda hoping for cold. But I guess hot will do. The bigger problem, however, is that she’s here with me. Indeed, the moment the door closed she was back on her knees with his spear buried in her sucking mouth.
“Kathryn, you’re going to kill me. Seriously. I’m about two minutes from a cataclysmic release I won’t be able to stop.”
“Okay, okay. But you were leaking a little bit, and since denying you means I haven’t gotten any for myself, it was too delicious to pass up. Could you do me a favor and turn off the water for a while?” She stayed on her knees, producing a can of shaving cream and a razor. With a dangerous glint in her eyes, she asked, “Do you trust me?”
“I do, but to be honest I’m disinclined to argue with anyone holding a blade so close to my dangly bits.”
“Then I doubt I’ll hear any arguments until I’m done, because it’s about to get a lot closer.” Filling her hand with cream, she slathered it over his testicles and the base of his shaft, working the rest between his thighs and buttocks. With almost surgical precision, she began shaving him. “Relax,” she said as he fought the urge to quaver or shrink away whenever she approached his scrotum, “I’ve done this before. Quite a few times, actually. Don’t worry, you’re in safe hands.” She was humming while she worked, though his eyes widened when he realized just what she was humming: “Cuts Like a Knife” by Bryan Adams.
“Could you, uh, maybe pick a different tune?”
Though she didn’t look away from his sensitive areas, she grinned as she offered a few alternatives. “‘Mack the Knife?’ Or maybe you’d prefer selections from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre soundtrack?”
Oh god, oh god, oh god...
When she was finished, front and back, he showered, rinsed, and inspected her work. It was a far cleaner job than he could ever have managed on his own, and he wondered if he could get away with asking her to do it again. She, in turn, watched carefully as — at her insistence — he practiced his own facial blade-work in front of the mirror, pointing out a few small patches that he’d missed. He didn’t know why she was suddenly so invested in his personal grooming, nor why she was insisting that he be freshly shaved, but before he could ask she disappeared into the bedroom, ordering him not to peek while she got dressed for dinner.
She was, as ever, well worth the wait. Her outrageously revealing charcoal-colored dress either clung to or highlighted every single one of her curves, including a tremendous expanse of cleavage and an open back that descended dangerously close to the swell of her buttocks. Even her hair looked wilder than usual. It was a dress designed for after hours, and in concert with the hair and the naked eroticism that forever radiated from her exquisite body, rather strongly suggested someone who’d just experienced hours of raw, uninhibited sex and was looking for more. Which, of course, she had, and was. Luke was in danger of failing his promise not to come just from looking at her.
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IncestThe next day, after Monique had left, it was time for Darla and Sofia to say goodbye. Their time together had been very brief, but Sofia promised her young protege that they would soon each other again. Finally, after one last lovemaking session, they bid each other adieu. For the next several days, Darla's life seemingly returned to a more normal routine. After Sofia had left, Isabella and Bruno, as well as Louis and Lola, also left town in order to attend a Raelian retreat in Calgary....
They went on a movie date and then he drove them back to her apartment. He walked her to the door and geve her a gentle kiss goodnight. With no words spoken, they both somehow knew what would happen next. She unlocked the door and took his hand, leading him inside. He kicked the door shut behind him and they sat down on the couch. They simultaneously rushed to embrace each other and they began to kiss. She ran all of her fingers through his hair just the way she knew he loved. He knew...
I'd had a profile on a local swingers site for years and had a few encounters. I had switched my Sexual Orientation back and forth from straight to Bi-curious to Bi-comfortable several times, but finally decided to be true to myself and if it stopped me from getting anything out of the site, oh well... I was Bisexual and was going to keep my ad that way.My wife and I had been swingers for awhile, but she freaked out one day and put it all to an end. Long story there, but she and I only had sex...
BisexualHello Friends Thanks for your comments on my first story , it was awesome reading the mails from you all , aab mai apni pichli story “SHILPA JAB PUNE AAYI part -1” ki aage ki story batane waalon hun jaisa ki mai apni pahli story mai bhi bol chukka hun story ka mazzza hindi mai hi hota hai to mai iss story ko bhi hindi mai likh raha hun Story start karne ke pahle bata dun mera naam Amit hai mai 26 saal ka hun and mera lund 7 inch ka hai jo ki aap ko satisfy jarur kar payega ,mai pune mai raheta...
I opened my eyes slowly. Everything hurt. Especially down below. Last thing I remembered was the screaming, then the crunch. I looked over, and saw Mom and Dad sitting next to the bed I was in. The settings started to be more recognizable, as I realized I must be in a hospital bed. I heard a faint beeping and whooshing from what appeared to be a respirator behind me. I got the sense that I had been here a while. I looked at Mom and Dad, an unfamiliar hose tugging at my mouth...
In light of recent events, I debated on posting this story. The following was complete and in the final stages of editing when tragedy struck our nation. Although not related to any of the recent events, there are elements that may be reminiscent. Unable to decide how to proceed, I finally asked the advice of a pro. I finally decided to post, but this story was written for entertainment only. If you have any doubt you will enjoy it as intended, please stop reading...
This is my first story, so i hope you like it… If you dont please give me advice! thanks!! My name is Kelly and this is the story about me and my cousins best friend Jayson. I was headed over to my cousins house one Friday which was common for me. I was best friends with the girl, Stacy (16) and her older brother was just like a brother to me, Dakota (18). Dakota constantly had hot friends coming over which made their house a common hang-out place for me. But my by far favorite of his...
One day Carl was sitting in his room, when his step mum knocked on the door, Carl said come in Sharon married Carl’s dad about 2 years earlier, Carls mum died from a illness and Sharon and his dad met in Spain where Carl and Jeff (Carl’s dad) had gone on holiday, Sharon was real sexy looking fantastic figure and a great personality a all round nice person, they got chatting and found out they lived close to each other and dad knew Sharon’s mum, after we all returned Sharon came around and well...
The High Priestess removed her white cotton gown, undoing the buttons one by one until her breasts and her pudenda were revealed in glorious dénouement. She was attended by her Sisters, her breasts anointed with first the lavender and then the rose oil, as she stood in the glow of the nearly full moon. Her raven hair cascaded to her waist and her stately presence brought gasps of awe from those picked to witness the event. The chosen one was brought forward, his hands bound, his eyes staring in...
Who is it? And what does he want? A blindfolded Aubrey Black has each thought and more running through her head when the man her husband sent over arrives. When he arrives, he tells her he’s been ordered by her spouse to fuck her and dump his entire hot load of cum deep inside her pussy. The sexual tension was so thick that the hot Australian wife tripped over it and landed on her knees with the mystery man’s cock in her mouth. Giving a blindfolded blowjob made her even wetter, she thought she...
xmoviesforyouPRISSY POODLE by Throne My wife Regina has a natural talent for manipulation. We had been married for a short while when she started hinting that we might experiment a little with our sex life. Well, she's a real beauty, with a full figure that she's unapologetic about, and which turns me on no end. Just seeing her generous curves when she's around the house, cooking or folding laundry, or even simply sitting at the computer, drives me wild. So, with the possibility of adding some...
Getting out of the car, I kept my eyes on Lady Reynolds. She wore dark sunglasses and a trench coat. It was pleasant outside. I was sure that wouldn't last. "Lord Setton, I've been looking for you," she started. "How many are with you?" I asked. I could tell she was blinking at my blunt question, even with the glasses impeding my sight of her eyes. "How many Dragons are here Cicely?" She cleared her throat and croaked, "Two." "Get in the car and tell Sally I said to leave....
August 7, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Slow, gentle, and loving,” Maria Cristina requested as I pushed my hips forward, entering her for what was likely to be the last time. I nodded, kissed her softly, and we began a slow-motion horizontal dance. Maria Cristina wrapped her legs around me, and we exchanged numerous soft kisses as we moved together. There was no urgency on either of our parts, as we wanted to make what was likely our very last lovemaking session last as long as possible. For...
Inspired by your touch last night, I couldn't help myself this morning. I don't know if you'll ever read this but I felt like I needed to let this out.I only have a few minutes but can't resist any more. I can feel my body begging for a quick release. I knew when I left this morning I hadn't gotten enough of you and the wetness at just the thought of your lips on mine is enough to make me quake. I picture you sleeping still and wish I could have stayed in bed with you imagining all the ways...
MasturbationFreshly cleaned, we returned to the bedroom. I sat on the bed and massaged my raging erection which was exacerbated by the attention it received in the cleaning process. “Ok, princess,” Heather said to Jess, “it’s time that you learned how to handle Aaron. You should probably remove your veil. Things may get messy.” She continued, “Have him stand up and remove his cock ring. Aaron, I’m going to apologize in advance but some lessons are painful.” Jess seemed to take to the task with renewed...
The scorching wind that blew sluggishly across the Venusian plain made progress difficult enough for Beatrice, but much worse for Laurent and the others in his team. Although she could have taken the lead, Beatrice tactfully trailed the rest of her crew as they struggled with immense effort in their thick-shelled space suits across fifty metres of dimly lit superheated soil to the crumpled wreckage of the crashed shuttle. It had fallen victim to weather conditions dramatically worse than...
It was a hot summer day, and I was bored. My husband Pierre was on the computer working on a layout for a job that was due by Monday, and I was stuck doing nothing. I tried cleaning the house, but that didn’t work, I flipped thru the channels on the TV, but there was nothing interesting on. ‘Pierre, Honey, I’m bored.’ I said as I walked into the computer room and slumped down in the chair beside him. ‘I know Babe, but I really gotta finish this layout, or the boss will have my ass.’ ‘How...
Things eventually came to an end with Casey, but having her drink my piss also left a taste in my mouth and I wanted more. Experience surprisingly indicates that there may be more willing participants around than one would suspect. Still meeting someone again like Casey, while possible, didn’t realistically seem that likely. At least not if I were to limit my search to people I would meet in the normal course of life. To put it another way, if I were intent to meet someone organically to drink...
"All right, class, that's it for today. Remember the test on Friday will cover the fourth and fifth chapters in your text."' There were sundry groans of dismay but she'd expected that. Any time a test was announced always produced the same reaction. She had come to believe it wasn't possible to produce a kid without a built-in fear of tests. She remembered what she'd always felt like the day before a test and guessed all these kids felt the same way. They all filed out while she...
Stanley Hubert had been drinking. Or at least had tried to. He had always kept the liquor to a minimum, but now, within the sanctity of his house, he immersed himself in the devil's drink without any limits. His life with his wife had been heading downhill for the last two years, but now, in addition to that fact was his belief that his daughter was always flirting with him. He had always been a good husband and a better father, but now, retired from work thanks to a very wise investment,...
I guess like most boys, Mom was my first true love, and since we were always close, I just never forgot about those feelings completely. It also didn’t help that Mom is one of the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on. Growing up, hearing my friends talk about how hot my mom was, it sometimes became hard to think of her as my mother. When I reached puberty, many nights were spent beating off under the sheets to thoughts of Mom’s thick, blonde hair; pretty face; creamy complexion; ; and...
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