Another storm
A still kind of storm moves slowly across the valley tonight.
It's
yearnings have been building all day. The wind is rising
and trees are
trembling in its embrace. It's been a long time since
I've felt a storm
brewing within this valley, or brewing within me. As the
sun sets, the
storm builds, and I begin another evening alone. For dinner,
I create a
Sicilian dish of large, long, thick Hot Italian Sausage
and mild, sweet
peppers of gold, green, and red. The autumn heat has painted
these same
colors upon the leaves twirling gently from the trees outside.
I drop my
own personal collection of songs into the tape player, and
my body moves
to the beat. I set a table for one, of my favorite china, silverware,
and a wine glass for the Merlot. Slowly sipping and enjoying
each bite
of my tenderly prepared candlelight dinner, I take a few
short steps
across the room to open the French doors so I can see, smell,
and feel
the storm caressing me as well as the flowers and foliage
on my balcony.
The storm sends a few silent raindrops brushing across
the wind as a
silent tear brushes across my cheek.
A storm is brewing in the valley tonite. A storm is brewing
in me. My
imagination wanders...............
Watching as I lick my long fingers, one by one, your hand
reaches across
the table and begins to suck and lick each finger in turn.
Watching your
full lips and wet tongue roam completely over each finger,
I slowly move
my face to yours and kiss your hungry mouth. Instantaneously,
the
thunder strikes and without my tongue leaving yours.......we
heatedly
begin to remove enough clothing for you to move inside me
on the floor
next to the dining room table. Your hand moves up my side,
sliding along
the silky-smooth skin under my blouse.up to the back of
my neck. Your
fingers glide gently thru my hair.You cradle my head in
your large,
strong hands, raising my face to yours. Your eyes never
leaving me, my
mouth remains on yours as you enter me. Your tongue moves
in the exact
rhythm as you move inside me. My back naturally arches and
I feel the
storm's wind blow gently across the floor, across
my bare feet, all the
way up my legs, continuing up my spine. The wind and your
tongue sending
shivers all through me. With the fresh scent of sweet bell
pepper on our
mouths, your heat is enveloped by mine so slowly as you move
within me
languidly, increasing your rhythm with the beat of the
music. Your mouth
moves down my neck, around each side, with your fingers
clasped around
my hair, moving my head as you desire. Your mouth moves all
over my
shoulders and down to my hardened nipples and soft breasts.
With rhythm
increasing....your mouth moves back and forth, from breast
to breast,
nipple to nipple. The look in my eyes tell you what is next.
I position
my breasts so that we each may take a taste at the same time.
My nipples
are teased by each of our tongues and teeth. Your mouth and
my mouth on
my nipple at the same time, while you're thrusting
inside me , is just
on the brink of too much to bear. Each lick, each suck, each
tender bite
magically creates a lightening bolt that links them to
my pussy. The
muscles within contract each time our mouths, together,
touch me. Our
feet find each other and become clasped.... Our rhythm
expands as we
hear a thunderclap and wind extinguishes the candles above.
Nothing can
extinguish our flame below. The storm outside howls as
your storm within
me swells. My legs spread wide, wide, and wider. Inviting
you in further
and deeper now, I raise my hips to meet your thrusts. You
feel me cum,
and with that intense, indescribable look upon your face,
you're saying
vehemently to me, "You're making me all wet,
Baby.....are you making me
wet, Honey?" As I feel and taste your sweat drip onto
me, you moan and
fall into my neck. These long fingers of mine, rub your sweat
all over
your head, neck, shoulders and down across me everywhere
as you lift
again.....I rub it on my breasts, my face, my neck......Then
I reach
down, allowing my fingers to dip within my heat. I taste
first, then put
my fingers in your mouth.....and you taste us, too, as you're
thrusting
gentler......harder......less.........more.......going
with the rhythm
of the music..
When I sense you near your point of no return, I move out from
under you
and put you, covered in my juices, inside my mouth, at first
moving on
you fast, over and over and over, then slowly changing rhythm
to bring
you back down.........to tease and ease your stormy swell.
Sweeping
across your face is a familiar gratitude that tells me the
thunder
almost came upon you, yet I lured you back to allow your storm
to gently
blow past.
I'm on my knees now, you're standing. You gently
run your fingers
through my hair with both hands and turn my face up to your
appreciative
gaze, then pull my mouth up to yours once more. We taste each
other,
kiss deeply and passionately, whispering sweet everythings
to each
other, mutually kissing necks, shoulders, arms, fingers,
breasts, and
nipples. Bodies glistening, we're massaging our
love into one another. I
turn my back so you can kiss me there and as I keep my hand around
you,
I gently lead you to the bedroom as we leave a trail of clothes
down the
hallway.
With mouths and eyes locked, you lay me down....then slowly
lift your
mouth from mine and we're simultaneously moving all
over each other, no
kissing, no words, simply feeling each other with our whole
bodies, no
hands. We slither up and down and around each other. I become
It. You
become It. We become It.
As I turn you onto your side, and reach for the glass of ice
water on
the bed stand, I drop an ice cube in my mouth as you watch me.
Trickles
of water run down my chin and neck, then slowly down to my
breasts. You
lick it from me, moving your way down to the bottoms of my
feet. Your
face familiarly twitches with your foot-freak twitch
as you reach for
more ice cubes for your mouth, then run your cold, dripping
tongue in
between each and every toe..around and around, over and
over
again.pausing, pausing, pausing..just to drink in
the bottoms of
my feet.then work your way back up to the navel you always
pause
upononly then to slowly work your way farther up your
canvas.
You're the artist, my bodyyour canvas, your tongue.the
brush.
You dip your brush, paint and stroke, all the way up to my
mouth. We
exchange the ice cube back and forth before I take it from
my mouth and
put it inside me. As it melts instantaneously, I straddle
you and move
this new wetness up and down your thigh. Moving in a rocking
motion, as
if I were entering you, back and forth, up and down, with
my wet pussy,
I watch your face sternly pleading to be inside me, you turn
me on my
back and with complete and utter control move yourself
all around my
pussy, moving as though you were inside, yet never entering
me....teasing me, teasing me. till I can stand it no more.
I beg you
to give it to me, plead that you must. Through wild eyes and
clenched
teeth, as the winds howl outside, I whimper at you that you
must "Give
it to me, Baby, I have to have it now...Give it to ME!"
You're in
control, I'm yours. You tenderly whisper that you'll
come back inside
me, As your tongue dances across my ear, your groans tell
me to prepare.
I feel my pussy draw down, just knowing you're coming
back inside. You
slip only your middle finger within me. I feel your other
fingers in my
hair there, and your thumb below my opening, pressing firmly,
circling,
circling, circling. My body jerks, reacts and clamps on.
You move only
slowly inside, teasing me, always teasing me. I'm
glistening from head
to toe. My hips are moving up to your face now, inviting you
to taste my
sweet heat. You slowly withdraw your finger from me and,
locking into my
gaze again, bring it, dotted with my creamy whiteness,
to my mouth so
that I may also taste the sweetness of me. I suck your finger
clean and
your mouth comes to mine again. Then you slowly kiss your
way back down
to heaven.........you're kissing my pussy....licking
everywhere, teasing
everywhere, then going in and out, in and out with your tongue.
Holding
my ass fiercely in your huge hands to keep me still, you're
biting my
inner thighs with your wet mouth and lips. Piercing my pussy
with your
tongue, your face rocks up and down, up to my knees, back
down again,
tongue fully extended.....like an oil well pumping me,
pumping
me........Our eyes are locked on each other. I see my cream
glistening
around your mouth and scream a demand for you to be inside
me.
Growling, you abruptly bring your mouth to mine and enter
me
simultaneously.......tongue and you entering me at the
same time, same
speed, same intensity. Electricity shooting through
our feet that touch
each other at every possible moment. I immediately wrap
my long, strong
legs around your back and down across each cheek of your
ass and swiftly
lock you into me with all my strength.......every slight
movement a
horrendous burst of thunder and lightening within us both.
Eyes still
locked, we begin to slowly contain the storm so that it may
more quietly
rage a while longer. You slowly, carefully move in and out
of me,
charging this electric current that connects us one unto
the other. you
tease me again........................and my pussy
can take no more. I
move on top of you, taking control of this storm. I sit quiet
and still
as you grow inside me, then notice that the storm outside
has deepened
in hue and the bedroom is filled with darkness. Knowingly,
I rise up and
gaze down. Your storm has deepened in hue. Easing you back
inside me, I
lift my hair from down my back, lift it over my head as you
blow on my
breasts, shoulders, and neck, under my arms, everywhere.
I feel your
urgency for more growing within me. Allowing my hair to
drop back around
my shoulders, I purposefully place my hands on each side
of your waist,
then so very slowly rise up off of you, my hands and feet flat
on each
side of you, my ass straight up in the air. I put you back in
my mouth
and taste us. Then move forward to kiss your mouth, move
down to pierce
me again with you, simultaneously. I rise back up off of
you
again.....come down to kiss you, tasting us againthen
slowly move
back to kiss your mouth again while, simultaneously piercing
me with
you......over and over and over....you're in my mouth,
then inside me,
in my mouth, inside me, in my mouth, in my pussy, in my mouth,
pussy,
mouth, pussy, mouth the heat and fury of the storm deepening
with each stroke, until your hands grasp and direct my hips
ever so
strongly, tell me .....it's time.
Your hands guide these hips up and down, up and down, up and
down and
I'm cumming my "little cums" repeatedly.
Contractions cause my hips to
jerk wildly from side to side, side to side.....barely
audible, you cry
my name over and over and over, "Annie, Annie, Annie."
This look on your
face that I know so well.tells me, you are Man, Child and
Beast all
at the same time. Your aching, piercing, intense, desperate
gaze tells
me to prepare. I can feel every nuance of you.....each vein,
the slit
down the head of your penis and the curve of your tip. There's
an
electric storm thundering all through my pussy, bursting
to release
through the rest of my body............feeling you. I
feel the cum in
your veins as it begins its ascension from it's base
and blasts upward.
I feel it all. You burst inside me, gushing from your storm's
secret
well, pulsating and exploding through every cell of me,
as I vehemently
scream for more, and more, and more........no more. And
as I cum on top
of your cum, my body jerks uncontrollably, the crescendo
of this storm
fiercely whips my hair around us.... stinging across my
face and chest
and yours, My body has blasted past another orgasm to a sacred
space
somewhere beyond.......from my mouth, hauntingly, and
ever so quietly,
drip only un-words from some deep and ancient place. You
somehow
surround me now, your scent, your energy is inside me and
all around me
all at the same time.....chest heaving, all muscles clenched,
your hips
have risen off the sheets and the thighs I grasp feel like
tree trunks
holding strong in this raging storm, my fingers digging
into you as we
both jerk spasmodically. The storm outside bellows with
cracks of
thunder. A lightening-strike fills our darkened room
with an instant of
bright white.. And in the storms final moment, my Baby's
long, strong
arm knowingly comes up to me, elbow at my waist, familiarly
reaching
across to my opposite shoulder, to hold me up, brace me......while
I dip
into my twinkling moment of unconsciousness that you know
so well. As I
immediately awakenyour handsome, indescribable face
and mine drink
each other in.
This is our love. This is our way. This is our private storm.........I
drop down to lay upon your soft, smooth, strong chest. Carefully
making
sure you stay within me, I extend my legs to rest directly
on top of
yours, while you linger, linger, linger within me. Our
bodies calming
your stormy swell. Your long, arms envelop me while the
few, last,
familiar shivers run through us, and escape my lipssoft,
purring
sounds of surrender. As the storm outside calms, our storm
within calms,
and we drift off to peaceful sleep, one inside the other.
Still in Love.
Still Grateful. Still Thankful. Still Full. A storm blew
through the
valley last night. A storm that blew right through me. With
the sunrise,
I awake spooned in my dream.
Slowly, gently
reality sets in.
And I wipe the tears
from my pillow
again........
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