Message-ID: <2661eli$9708061225@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Dangerous Subject: The following evening... Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <33E897AC.F84D2EA4@seductive.com> The following afternoon, you take a leisurely bubble bath. As you relax in the warm bathtub, you close your eyes while you lie on your back. You are totally consumed about the mutual love that you have finally found. You are truly safe, now, because you realize that I have saved you. You feel so safe in the bathtub, so relaxed, so comfortable, because you know that I am in the next room napping and will always protect you from anything. This is truly the most relaxing bath you have ever experienced. You think to yourself about what has transpired during the previous day. You finally met your lover. The one man you have been searching for during your entire lifetime. You wonder, "is this for real… am I fantasizing… pinch me, I think I am in heaven…" You start to feel the butterflies, again, and you move your hands to your abdomen. Upon resting your hands, the butterflies are diminished. Even though you know I am sleeping, you are hoping that I sneak into the bathroom and make love with you in the bathtub. You peek with one eye, just in case. You chuckle at the thought and proceed to close your eyes, again; now you have a big grin on your face. You are so happy right now. Your hand, resting on your abdomen unconsciously ascends to touch your breasts. You are now conscious of this move since you discover that your nipples are really hard and pointed. You sigh loudly and are a little angry with me for not being in the bathtub at this particular moment because you really want and desperately need to feel me, deep inside, immediately. With this anger you leap from the bathtub, dripping suds all over the marble floor and proceed directly to the bedroom where you want to yell at me. When you see me resting, you think of how cute I am and since I have been such a great lover, a warm feeling surrounds your entire being. The big grin reappears on your face. You return to the bathroom and pick up the telephone hanging on the bathroom wall. You dial room service and order two dozen oysters, a basket of fruit and a bottle of French champagne. When the room service operator informs you that it will take an hour, you smile mischievously and say, "take your time." You quickly dry off your body and are so stimulated when you look in the mirror at your glistening body with those aroused nipples and think of how you are going to wake me and how pleased I will be since we are so much in love with each other. When your body is dry, you spray your perfume since you saw my reaction the night before and know how I love you and your scent and the perfume. You want this smell to be indelible in my mind. Even though your hair is still wet, you push it back with your hands, look in the mirror, pucker your lips and say to yourself, "eat your heart out; when this trip is over, I will own your heart, your soul and your entire being; you will not be able to live a moment without me." Standing naked in the mirror, this time, you are confident in your sexuality. Since we were so pleased with each other the night before and had so much fun playing with each other and teasing each other during the day, you smile with this newly found confidence and come to realize how deeply I really love you. You softly walk into the bedroom and approach me in my sleep. Since I am dreaming of you, I have a big smile on my face while I sleep. You think to yourself, "how sweet… I just love watching him sleep… I love him so much…" You feel guilty about awakening me but your feminine urges can’t wait a moment longer because you are very hot right now and your nipples refuse to soften. You gently kiss my lips as you proceed to remove my blanket. You look over my body and smile because you love my physique so much. You want to touch me so badly but you control yourself because you have already decided how you will wake me. You look down at my genitals, and say to yourself, "surprise…" You approach my manhood with your open mouth. You gently arouse me with your tongue. As you notice the reaction, you know I am awakening. As you continue, I get harder and even harder. You now look up and I smile as I see your seductive look with a strand of saliva attaching your lips to my form. I raise my torso and gently rest you on your back. I gently kiss you, then, our kiss becomes passionate because we are so much in love with each other. You are aroused further because you feel my bulge resting against your counterpart. I proceed to sample your flesh because you have aroused my hunger for you. I start tasting your body and smelling your scent accentuated by your perfume. When I taste your aroused nipples, it really lights up my face since I am more turned on by your response than anything else. I proceed, lower, until I reach your pubic region. I taste the outskirts and feel really close to you as I taste your hairs with my lips. As I descend, you feel like you are going to burst because you know how much I love you and you know that you are about to be teased beyond any prior teasing we had done to date. When you feel my breath you let out a deep sigh in anticipation of the teasing to come as well as the renewed arousal. When I lick the exterior, you grab my head to keep me there. But, since I am stronger, I slowly retreat. We repeat these steps several times until you finally scream, "OH MY GOD, please, please stop teasing me." With that final plea, I dive deeply into your feminine regions. As I lick and taste and bite, I can’t help but smell the perfume accentuating the pubic hair in my nose. This gets me hotter than even you, who at this point can’t remember your own name and don’t care. But when we finish, I remind you of your name when I say, "I love you." The feeling you have is that I just did eat your heart out better than you had imagined, moments ago, when you glanced in the mirror at your sexy, glistening body. By now we hear the phone ring. You answer and it is the room service operator. You laugh because he is verifying the room number and since our love was so intense, neither of us heard the waiter banging on the door. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /