a morning conversation with smoky
Okay, so I don't normally talk about love making/sex, but sometimes one just gets inspired to imagine - ya know...
…I rolled over, not wanting to break my sleep. “What time is it?” I wondered, eyes still closed. “Oh well. Why am I concerned with the time anyway.” taking a deep breath, exhaling softly, closing my robe to cover myself. “I don’t have a single thing to do today, why get up!?” I remained stretched out on the bed pulling my pillow tighter to my face, embracing ever inch of the coolness with my cheek. The fan from above the bed cooled the rest of my body from the early morning heat. “Just a few more minutes, or maybe another hour…” I just wanted to sleep. All I wanted to do is sleep and reminisce~
He walked into the room early that morning. “Good morning handsome.” I greeted him with a kiss before I closed my eyes again to continue sleeping. He opened my robe slowly and I released a subtle moan as I rubbed my legs together. With my eyes still closed, I was waiting to feel his lips touch me. A few seconds passed and I didn’t feel his lips meet my body, so I opened my eyes. To my surprise, he was just standing there looking at me with that sexy look on his face. Well, I guess I can’t say I was completely surprised. Sometimes he would just stand there or lie in the bed and look at my physique and then look into my eyes. I think he liked to tease me because he knows I get moist when he gazes into me. I managed to grab his hands and pull him into bed. “Come lye next to me for a little while. Please.” I guess I wasn’t too disappointed that he didn’t feel my moistness. I was still tired from the night before. For some reason he didn’t want to sleep and he didn’t want to make love. He wanted to probe; and he wanted to find out why I was so sleepy~
“I was up late talking… No, I promise, all I was doing was talking. A little about life, about desires, about, umm, you don’t really want to know the rest. ~laughing seductively~ …Very elevating though, our conversation was – it always is…” He looked at me with slight disgust and confusion. “Don’t look at me that way. I thought about you during our talk. Yes I did, I thought about you. He inched himself away from me over to his spot in bed. “Come here. Give me a kiss. Oh, I can’t get a kiss! So, I guess you don’t want to know how much I thought about you and how I did that little thing you like me to do…” He turned around and sat up against the headboard ready to hear what I had to say. “Well~”
“At times I found myself gazing off into the open window, staring at the fire flies dance on top of the tallest trees… It was like Christmas lights wrapped around our tree, flickering at a steady beat. It was beautiful. Eventually, our conversation ended with every word fading into the night’s silence. I found myself sitting alone. I wanted you there with me – holding me on your lap and feeling me up underneath my wrap. Just you, me, and the fireflies secluded on the deck…
The night was quiet, and it began to cool off. The only sound I could hear was from the jets subtly roaring from the hot tub. Hmmm –All I could do is think of you and what I would do to you if you were standing in front of me at that moment. Damn~ Next thing I know my thighs were being massaged by the jets and I closed my eyes to enjoy each and every motion. Drinking our favorite wine, I began to relax even more, wishing the jets were your hands rubbing my body in a way only you can. I tilted my head toward the patio door to make sure no one was around, and I saw my robe lay on the deck. It was the little red silk robe you love to rub your face into. I looked at the robe, and then I looked at myself… I let the jets stroke my legs and I began to slowly massage my neck with the tips of my wet fingers. I stopped at moments to gather enough of the heated water in the palms of my hands to slowly pour it down my neck and shoulders. The heat felt so good, but not as good as your lips feel caressing me from my cheeks to my neck, to my shoulders to my breast…
The night continued to cool off. All I had was the heat from the water to warm me. By this time I longed to have my body wrapped around yours for warmth during the night. I was tempted toooo – well at first I said no, but then… Well, I just began… My CD was still playing. It was Luther: ‘Don’t you remember you told me you loved me baby… You said you’d be coming back this way again, baby…’ I kept my eyes closed and kept my mind on you. I thought about your smell. I thought about the way your mustache feels against me. I thought about your hands on my breast. I thought about everything that makes me hot for you… I began to move my fingers from my neck to my breast to my…”
Before I could finish giving him every detail of my eventful night, he stopped me!!
He wanted more, but he wanted me to show him more. He always wanted more, and I always gave him more. He started gazing into my eyes again. This time he grabbed my moistness, hard, like he’s been longing for me like I longed for him on that secluded night. We kissed passionately, stopping only to take quick breaths… He grabbed, I moaned, he grabbed, I moaned… He threw me on top of him and I began to kiss his torso, taking moments to work my way back up to his bottom lip – barely kissing him – teasing him with the tip of my tongue… I moved to his neck and up to his ear – gently biting and telling him how much I needed to have him… I worked my lips down his arm… I locked my hands into his and began to kiss his fingers one by one – holding a couple on my tongue. I wanted to take my favorite position, but he had a different agenda. He turned me over and gently placed me on my back. We stopped kissing and just stared at each other – speaking without saying a word… I pulled him closer to me running my fingers down the strength of his back… He kissed my neck, I whispered in his ear… He was inside my moistness and I was now in that place I desperately craved for on that beautiful calm night… I closed my eyes – he closed his eyes… It was another magical conversation~
The beauty in love making between a man and woman~ Simply amazing~
~fiction abstract copyright june, 2005
He walked into the room early that morning. “Good morning handsome.” I greeted him with a kiss before I closed my eyes again to continue sleeping. He opened my robe slowly and I released a subtle moan as I rubbed my legs together. With my eyes still closed, I was waiting to feel his lips touch me. A few seconds passed and I didn’t feel his lips meet my body, so I opened my eyes. To my surprise, he was just standing there looking at me with that sexy look on his face. Well, I guess I can’t say I was completely surprised. Sometimes he would just stand there or lie in the bed and look at my physique and then look into my eyes. I think he liked to tease me because he knows I get moist when he gazes into me. I managed to grab his hands and pull him into bed. “Come lye next to me for a little while. Please.” I guess I wasn’t too disappointed that he didn’t feel my moistness. I was still tired from the night before. For some reason he didn’t want to sleep and he didn’t want to make love. He wanted to probe; and he wanted to find out why I was so sleepy~
“I was up late talking… No, I promise, all I was doing was talking. A little about life, about desires, about, umm, you don’t really want to know the rest. ~laughing seductively~ …Very elevating though, our conversation was – it always is…” He looked at me with slight disgust and confusion. “Don’t look at me that way. I thought about you during our talk. Yes I did, I thought about you. He inched himself away from me over to his spot in bed. “Come here. Give me a kiss. Oh, I can’t get a kiss! So, I guess you don’t want to know how much I thought about you and how I did that little thing you like me to do…” He turned around and sat up against the headboard ready to hear what I had to say. “Well~”
“At times I found myself gazing off into the open window, staring at the fire flies dance on top of the tallest trees… It was like Christmas lights wrapped around our tree, flickering at a steady beat. It was beautiful. Eventually, our conversation ended with every word fading into the night’s silence. I found myself sitting alone. I wanted you there with me – holding me on your lap and feeling me up underneath my wrap. Just you, me, and the fireflies secluded on the deck…
The night was quiet, and it began to cool off. The only sound I could hear was from the jets subtly roaring from the hot tub. Hmmm –All I could do is think of you and what I would do to you if you were standing in front of me at that moment. Damn~ Next thing I know my thighs were being massaged by the jets and I closed my eyes to enjoy each and every motion. Drinking our favorite wine, I began to relax even more, wishing the jets were your hands rubbing my body in a way only you can. I tilted my head toward the patio door to make sure no one was around, and I saw my robe lay on the deck. It was the little red silk robe you love to rub your face into. I looked at the robe, and then I looked at myself… I let the jets stroke my legs and I began to slowly massage my neck with the tips of my wet fingers. I stopped at moments to gather enough of the heated water in the palms of my hands to slowly pour it down my neck and shoulders. The heat felt so good, but not as good as your lips feel caressing me from my cheeks to my neck, to my shoulders to my breast…
The night continued to cool off. All I had was the heat from the water to warm me. By this time I longed to have my body wrapped around yours for warmth during the night. I was tempted toooo – well at first I said no, but then… Well, I just began… My CD was still playing. It was Luther: ‘Don’t you remember you told me you loved me baby… You said you’d be coming back this way again, baby…’ I kept my eyes closed and kept my mind on you. I thought about your smell. I thought about the way your mustache feels against me. I thought about your hands on my breast. I thought about everything that makes me hot for you… I began to move my fingers from my neck to my breast to my…”
Before I could finish giving him every detail of my eventful night, he stopped me!!
He wanted more, but he wanted me to show him more. He always wanted more, and I always gave him more. He started gazing into my eyes again. This time he grabbed my moistness, hard, like he’s been longing for me like I longed for him on that secluded night. We kissed passionately, stopping only to take quick breaths… He grabbed, I moaned, he grabbed, I moaned… He threw me on top of him and I began to kiss his torso, taking moments to work my way back up to his bottom lip – barely kissing him – teasing him with the tip of my tongue… I moved to his neck and up to his ear – gently biting and telling him how much I needed to have him… I worked my lips down his arm… I locked my hands into his and began to kiss his fingers one by one – holding a couple on my tongue. I wanted to take my favorite position, but he had a different agenda. He turned me over and gently placed me on my back. We stopped kissing and just stared at each other – speaking without saying a word… I pulled him closer to me running my fingers down the strength of his back… He kissed my neck, I whispered in his ear… He was inside my moistness and I was now in that place I desperately craved for on that beautiful calm night… I closed my eyes – he closed his eyes… It was another magical conversation~
The beauty in love making between a man and woman~ Simply amazing~
~fiction abstract copyright june, 2005
2 Comments:
S.dot...I liked that.
Very nice!
First time here...and I'll definitely be back...:)
Respect.
I'm glad you enjoyed~ Thank you :)
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