Amourous Reflections

Annie woke up the perspiration making her thin gown stick to her thighs, she had been dreaming about last night. What had taken hold of her, what had she done, why had she waited so long to do it?
The lips, soft skin, and sensuality still hung in her memory and was starting to make her quiver again. Had she been so bold? It wasn’t like her, yes she had had men before but a woman? Oh, but what a woman and she had never felt more like a woman than during the time that she was with her.
The evening started much like any other but OH how it ended was definitely different than the start. Was it the first kiss, their lips brushing together accidentally or was it a longing she had hidden from herself for years? She was tired of the analysis, she could wait no longer-kiss her back her brain screamed!
When she did she knew there was no turning back even if she wanted to. This morning her lips were bruised and her thighs throbbing with the thoughts and actions of last night. That magnificent woman, had said her name was Cee, she had so sensually made her feel at ease and more feminine than she had in years.
Her thighs were wet again with the memory of the night before and she felt her pussy tingling with those thoughts. Had she really licked her pussy and liked it? Did she really want to do it again? This woman that had engulfed her thoughts was more than a skillful lover, Cee was a leader in the greatest sense of the word because she had led her into a land that she was in no hurry to leave.
Idly she began to finger her own clit and think of the events of the previous night. When their eyes met across the bar she couldn’t identify the sensations and denied it. When the woman approached and asked if anyone was sitting in the seat next to her she thought perhaps they had met in the all girls catholic high-school she had attended, at the Acme, perhaps church? No, this woman was no stranger to her even though they had not met. She was her pent up feelings and longings of half a lifetime.
The touches and glances led to giggles and conversation. With the invitation for coffee back at Cee’s apartment she thought that was innocent enough but longed for more. The two had barely crossed the threshold when they were locked in an embrace. The shoes, the shoes are always the first article of clothing to go but for them it would not be the last….

He was a a large man, quiet and sweet.  Never very popular with the ladies but always very sincere and only interested in one woman in particular.  She was a few years younger than he, pretty in her own way, plump and more than a little shy.

People in the neighborhood thought that they would be perfect for one another but day after day they walked by each others homes, passed on the street, gathered near the local pub and never said a word.

She had a select small group of lady friends, some spinsters, like herself. He a group of fellas that he worked with at the local mill.  Both were known as honest, ‘good friends’, she was always asked to be a bridesmaid, or babysit for another ‘god-child’, he always in demand for his ‘muscle’ or expertise with a hammer.
Liam and Colleen were the back bone of the town, dependable, honest to a fault, good in so many ways, but a little to quiet, to shy for their own good, to closed in their own cocoons.

The nights were the loneliest and the longest.  Each one of them longed to tell the other how they felt, but never could bring themselves to make eye contact let alone speak to one another.  Colleen would lie in her bed alone and the fantasies would come fast and furious, they always included his rippling muscles and throbbing cock.  He too would each night go to his lonely bed and think of her, imagine her body next to his and Liam would feel his manhood rise, wrap his calloused hand around the throbbing member and go to town with thoughts of his sweet Colleen dancing in his head and when he spurt his cum some nights he would call her name into his lonely pillow in the darkness.

If the nights were the loneliest the mornings when they would pass on the street, particularly after a night passed in personal satisfaction with furious thoughts of her were agony.  On a particularly beautiful autumn morning Colleen and Liam’s paths crossed again.  He dropped his head immediately with his thoughts racing from the previous nights pleasures and she mustering all the courage she could asked in her lilting brogue, “Liam, be you sick? Your face, it’s so red!”  He too decided to be brave today, “Nay, Colleen I am well.” “The only sickness I feel is a ache in my heart.”  Colleen, was very concerned! “Liam, what can I do, should I fetch the doctor?”  Liam replied, “NO, a doctor will not help, the ache is because of you my dear.”  “Me, Liam, whatever do you mean?”  “I must hold you, I must love you, it is such a long time that I have wanted you to be mine, my sweet Colleen!”  “OH, Liam, I too feel the same, so many times I have wanted to tell you my feelings!”

There on the edge of the square, with the fall sunshine coming through the golden leaves they kissed for the first time……

The day was rainy and she had been alone so long, she moved about her apartment tidying the already neat rooms and missing him with every inch of her being. She wanted to pick up the phone and call him but knew he was busy with his work, a high power executive was always busy and these trips kept him away from her for to long.

She decided to sit at her desk and write those thoughts down. As her pen connected with the stationary she could almost hear his voice answer each question. How are you my dear? Missing you so much honey. When will you be home and in my arms? Not soon enough!  Her questions and his answers became more intense as she wrote. His voice more loving and crooning as he answered her inquiries. How would you like to kiss me baby? From the top of your head, to the tips of your toes. Would you stop in the middle? I would linger over your pussy for the longest time, until you moaned in delight. 

The letter she was writing soon was forgotten and her thoughts just became more intimately related to him, she opened the desk drawer and took out a large dildo that she kept there.  

 She lay on the bed missing him and soon feel into a fitful sleep. Were they dreams?  Her eyes half closed she imagined his warm breath on her neck and thought about inserting the plastic cock in her already throbbing cunt but his breath got hotter and kisses trailed down her breast was it true or a fantastic dream that she never wanted to awaken from?

     She quickly recovered, her face flushed, heart beating quickly in her chest she scampered to mount him and this excited them both all the more.  He bided his time as he continued to seduce her slowly and her breathing escaped in tiny gasps from deep in her throat.  He was a skilled lover and she thoroughly enjoyed his attentions, he moved her from his lap and expertly redirected her to a safe distance so that she could gaze upon his throbbing cock.  He encouraged her in that deep baritone to, “suck it baby” and she greedily obliged. 

She was an expert and hungrily engulfed the full length of his thick rod between her hot lips.  She couldn’t help herself; she was so very excited she moaned and lapped at his manhood with abandon.  He was more than pleased with her prowess and lay back enjoying the adventure.  The encouragement he gave her, continuing to croon, “Yes, Baby, that’s it, lick my balls” made her dizzy with abandonment and made her start to tingle deep within her loins again.  As time passed in a delightful array of lust her pussy started to ache and she begged him to enter her.  He left out a loud cry and….

It was a glorious Saturday, the sun was shining and post Labor Day traffic on the Garden State Parkway was tolerable. He was approaching the exit for Atlantic City and the thought of getting off was very tempting. But the temptress that awaited in Wildwood made the decision an easy one.

She was preparing herself for his arrival, having pampered herself in the tub earlier. Now she was applying a seductive scent to all the places she hoped he would investigate with his smooth and lengthy tongue. A bit behind the ears, some sprinkled between her lovely breasts, a little on each nipple and more on her thighs, close to her sweet treasure.

She decided to save the new negligee for the evening, instead choosing a very sexy low cut top, sure to get his attention, and a very comfortable pair of slacks that would allow her to feel his touch as if she weren’t wearing them. The curls in her hair were just right. She looked great and felt even better, full of anticipation and perhaps some lust. He would be here any minute.

He arrived on time looking handsome and she thought a bit eager with his own anticipation and definitely a good deal of lust. Perhaps she should tease him a little before initiating the lovemaking that both of them so wanted. Yes she would tease him along. He stepped into the inviting house, staring at her flesh that was hardly hidden, immediately feeling a surge in his pants. Boy was she hot. His arms went around her, drawing her into his body. Her scent was wickedly inviting and his lips found hers readily. Then their tongues discovered one another. This was going to be a very rewarding day.

She found that she couldn’t tease. She wanted him as much or more than he wanted her. His hands went to her breasts and then between her legs. She found the lump between his legs. It seemed they wanted to fuck without even taking their clothes off, and they almost did. She lowered his pants to his ankles and virtually threw him on the sofa, his erect cock now straight up in the air. After discarding her slacks, she wasn’t wearing panties; she got on top of him, lowering her wet pussy on top of his rod. They moved in unison with tremendous trusts until they were both spent. Never had either one of them experienced a faster nor more intense intercourse in their lives. And this was only the beginning of what was to be an incredible fuck fest for the next 24 hours.

     After a short nap she rolled over, a slight smile curling her lips and sleep ebbing quickly from her mind as she remembered her last encounter with him.  He had been so commanding and she already felt a heat building inside of her tight love nest that signaled her need of him again, NOW. He laid there next to her resting and she gazed upon him tenderly.  Her green eyes flashing fire as she took in the length of his exposed manhood.  She looked at him hungrily and longed to awaken him but decided to slip from his bed and shower first and prepare a light meal for the two of them before she invited him to taste her sweetness once more.

  When her feet hit the floor she gingerly began to move; when from behind she sensed more than heard him.  Was he still asleep or was that his breath on the back of her neck?  Should she bend over and retrieve her gown? Was it her imagination?  As she bent down, two strong hands encircled her waist and she felt the warmth between her thighs that seared all of her senses.

     He entered her swiftly and she felt the searing pleasure cut through her, the pain, a fleeting moment, the ecstasy lengthened, with his strokes soon she was moaning with pleasure and he was caressing her buttocks and crooning softly,” Baby I’ve never wanted a woman like I want you,” she replied, “neither have I,” ”your words excite me as much as your hands and your lips do, as much as your cock does”………

     As she emerged from under the table the waiter broke into spontaneous applause as did some of the more rambunctious diners.  At first her face flushed scarlet but then how do they say it, “La esta Vida!”    What was more important was that they couldn’t wait to finish the session that they had started in the restaurant. 

The diner though was magnificent and the wine heavenly.  He fed her tapas, they laughed and joked and the stolen kisses were sublime.  Her desire built through the meal until he asked if she would enjoy the excellent flan served there and she was ready to burst.  He sensed her waiting and chided her to be, “patient my dear,” “good things come to those who wait.”

     He spoke quickly in Spanish to the waiter; they exchanged knowing smiles, a lingering “Si” and he said, “shall we my dear?” she didn’t know what was in store but her imagination had already made her panties wet….

Both of them were spent and though their hunger wasn’t for food, after twelve hours in bed perhaps some other nourishment was appropriate.. They decided on a small Spanish restaurant that had large semi circle booths and long draping cloths covering the table surface, all the way to the floor. The booth was conducive to sitting next to one another. After ordering their drinks, he began to address the menu. She had other ideas. 

As he was viewing the entree selection he felt her hand against the small mound between his legs. “You are insatiable aren’t you my dear.”  With that he saw a grin develop upon her beautiful face. All she said was “tell the waiter I went to the ladies room.” She looked around and determined that nobody was looking her way and she deftly slid under the table cloth. He had no choice, did he? He felt his zipper being lowered and then her hand reaching in to take out his now nearly erect cock. She played with it for some time, stroking it with her fingers and then placing it in the palm of her hand. She had brought the cock to a rock hard condition when she heard the waiter return to the table. It was now that she took the opportunity to enclose her luscious lips around the pulsating head and then allowed the entire shaft to enter her mouth. What was he to do? He was speechless and the waiter was waiting for an answer to where did the senorita go? She loved the excitement!

She was sucking her favorite cock while listening for her lover’s reply. She was up and down on his shaft so fast that he feared the waiter would recognize his inevitable orgasm. Just then she stopped sucking and he yelled out “Don’t stop now.” The waiter, taken aback by the incredible scream didn’t know what to do. At last she felt sorry for her lover and put his cock back into her mouth for him to empty his seed when he was ready. It didn’t take long for him to come and when he did, the waiter was still there, this time with a smile on his face. He knew!

One week later………. 

     The entire week went by so slowly; the only time that seemed to spin fast was when he thought of their lovemaking. He lay in bed night after night thinking of the excruciating delight that was theirs only a few days ago. Being apart made it so difficult for him that he found himself stroking his tool like a teenager. It couldn’t come close to matching the intensity of the real thing.

      He picked up the phone and dialed her number. He revealed to her how difficult it was all week and that he found the only way to relieve himself until they met again. She responded by saying “darling, as we speak, my hand is circling my sweet clitoris and my fingers somehow have found their way inside of me”. He screamed into the phone,” stay right there I’ll be next to you soon.”

      She opened the door, this time with the red negligee draping her body, revealing her ample breasts and her lovely bush that guarded her truly precious womanhood. Their embrace was quickly followed by the discarding of his clothes and her negligee. The bed was hot but the air conditioning allowed their bodies to cool down somewhat.

       “Honey, I want to pleasure you all night”. With that he began his journey to find all the sensitive spots that her body offered. His tongue was hot and he didn’t miss an opportunity to investigate any and all potentially stimulating areas, knowing full well where she surely would come to climax. On the way there, he wasn’t sure if she had an orgasm. He was never sure, but he knew she was capable of many, while on the journey, and sure that she would after he reached the Promised Land.

      He felt her respond with each flick of his tongue and the follow up licking. She hadn’t been aware that behind the knee was such a pleasure spot, it had been neglected in the past. She wasn’t about to let that happen again, and he kindly accommodated. Half way to the ultimate goal, he rubbed her leg with his now fully erect cock, nearly driving him crazy. No, this was her time; she will take care of me later, he thought,  though he did hasten to complete his task. He slowly traced his tongue along her calf and into her pulsating thigh. He lingered along one thigh and then the other, knowing that her pussy was right there. She was full of anticipation, as was he. He found her genital area easily, pursing his lips on the exterior knob of her most sensitive and precious spot. He began to circle his tongue over and over again. She responded under him. After some time he proceed to lick her with his more quickly sending spasms of sheer delight through her. He managed to enter a finger, and then a second and third one, so her vagina was fully stimulated while her clitoris was pulsating. He knew he could continue on this path for some time, and he did. She vibrated at what appeared to be a convulsive rate. Who knows how many times she came. He hoped that it was many.

       Finally, they both felt an end to this session, knowing that another one could happen at any time.

     She longed for him and found herself thinking of him at the most inopportune moments.  She would be in a crowded room and feel a warm tingling deep between her thighs, she couldn’t concentrate and her mind would wander back to his kiss, his touch, the anticipation was just too much to bear.  Her desire had been building for months.  The hold he had over her was not easily explained; she had not experienced anything like this before and feared she may not again but wanted to so badly just this once.     This man, this god, had entrapped a part of her being that she had almost forgotten existed.  It had been years that she had devoted to being a dutiful wife, mother, teacher, and suddenly again she was a woman, all woman.  Aroused by a word, a thought and it was him that she desired so fully and felt that she needed to have.  She didn’t quite understand this new feeling, they called it lust but she felt she had experienced lust before NO this was something akin to an animal like anticipation, something so hard to control that urges almost overtook her daily.  His words and his voice were so hard to resist, resist hell there was NO resisting she just wanted him in every orifice for hours and days without end.      Her fantasy came hot and heavy, daily alone in her room. When she was in the shower, on the phone, at work, driving, she never knew when he would invade her thoughts or cause spasms deep inside of her.  Why did she feel like this, why couldn’t she control herself, what was this hold he had on her?  If she could not feel him in every orifice once again she quite knew she would most certainly go mad.  He invaded her dreams the way his cock slid into her hot pussy and she never wanted it to stop…… 

It was just Saturday afternoon, of their first weekend getaway and already the fires were burning. Too bad it wasn’t winter, the heat could be turned off.    He asked her if he could make lunch and she willingly allowed him to do so. He decided to grill some cheese, a rich Gouda and add crisp apple-wood bacon and tomato to bring it to life. He needed to focus on the cooking so it would come out just right. As he hovered over the stove he felt a hand searching his body. He had gotten dressed but she hadn’t, or maybe she took off her clothes again. As he watched the bacon sizzle he knew what was coming. He wasn’t disappointed. The hand found his zipper and she deftly extracted his once again erect cock.

      Knowing he would jeopardize lunch, he turned toward her and saw the beautiful sheepish smile that she wore when being naughty; and did she love being naughty. The smile lessened as she took his cock into her mouth, eagerly engulfing its entire length. He knew this would be her lunch, and if he wanted something to eat, most likely she would offer her pussy for nourishment, providing a big spoon to use. Once her hunger had subsided and he had once again deposited his seed, it was her turn to enjoy the much anticipated orgasms that were soon to come.

    He lifted her onto the counter top as he turned off the burner to the now burnt grilled cheese. She spread her legs apart with her furry patch staring at him. He positioned her on the edge of the counter for ease of access. His fingers found her lips and parted them. His tongue circled her clit for several minutes as she writhed in ecstasy. He licked her love bud and her entire pussy, for what seemed like an eternity, until she came over and over again. Again she was spent and he eased her down onto the floor, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her full lips, finding her hot tongue once more.   

     He now realized that he had already come twice and it wasn’t too long since he had arrived. Thinking of her, he wondered how many orgasms had she experienced? What was to come next? It wouldn’t take long to find out…………..