Message-ID: <555eli$9704171509@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: SumersRose@aol.com Subject: REPOST: Celeste's #12 for March... Seduction of the Beloved by Summer's Rose Seduction of the Beloved by Summer’s Rose I sit on the bed, watching you undress as you shed your work clothes, weary after a long day. Your clothes land softly beside me on the bed as you discard them and I absently finger them as I watch your nakedness increase, loving the sight of your body. My eyes wander to the tie that lays across my lap and I pull it through my fingers, wonderful ideas beginning to race through my mind. I wait quietly until you are completely undressed and when you raise your head and meet my smoldering gaze I feel the temperature in the room begin to rise. "Feel like playing, baby?" I ask softly, teasingly. Your eyes move from my face to the tie in my hands and back again as you nod slowly, a small smile beginning to pull at your lips. In an instant, I am off the bed and standing behind you, whispering hotly in your ear as I pull your hands behind you, binding them together gently with the tie. "You may not move." I instruct as I walk around to your front. "No matter what I do, you may not move and you may not touch me." I hear your breathing beginning to quicken as you nod your understanding and I note with a smile of pleasure you are already growing hard. For a long moment I do nothing but stare at you, my eyes raking over your naked form with hungry longing. Stepping forward I reach out my hand and let one finger trail the length of your hardness, trailing over the head and just under the tip, watching in fascination as you jump beneath my touch. "Do you like that?’ I whisper "Do you want more?" You nod eagerly and I drop to my knees in front of you, reaching out to wrap one hand around you at the root, stroking you as I take you into my mouth. I hear you moan softly and your hips buck toward me, pushing you further into the hot wetness of my mouth. Immediately I back away, my hands and lips leaving you throbbing. "No moving…" I remind you sternly and I watch you bite your lip as you struggle to control your body. When your body is still again I resume the motions of my hand and mouth, feeling my own body grow wet in excitement as I love you orally. My hand grasps you firmly, stoking up and down, touching my lips then moving away. I cradle you lovingly in my mouth, sucking lightly and swirling my tongue around the sensitive head over and over again. My tongue teases you with long strokes just under the head, seeking that special sweet spot and I am rewarded as I feel you jump and pulse in my mouth. I feel your knees start to tremble and I sense you are getting close. Slowly, teasingly, I pull my mouth from you, my hand trailing down the length of you, rock hard now, before I step back and stand up. Slowly I walk around behind you, admiring the broad shoulders and firm butt. "You’re doing very well, Michael…" I purr seductively as I watch you struggling to stay still. I lean in from behind to plant wet kisses on the nape of your neck, my tongue swirling in patterns there and I hear your gasp of pleasure as your body jerks in response. Almost too late, I am aware of your hands moving between us and I feel your fingers brush lightly through my curls as I jump backward, away from your touch. I am trying hard not to laugh as I scold you teasingly and mentally I applaud your quick reactions. "That was good, baby. Close, but not close enough. No touching. Not yet." I hear you make a frustrated sound in your throat and I smile wickedly as I stand just out of reach of your hands, my nails lazily scratching the nape of your neck. Your body is really trembling now and I fear you will fall soon if I am not careful. I walk slowly around you, coming back to face you and put my hands on my hips. "Are you ready to be released?" I ask, my eyes taking in your huge erection and knowing without you even answering that you cannot take much more. "Yes…" Your response is between a hiss and a growl, and your eyes are dark with passion. "And if I release you… will you satisfy me?" I tease feeling myself grow wetter at this very promising idea. "Until you scream…" you respond, the words slow and deliberate and I feel my nipples stiffen with the promise in those words. I swallow hard, desperately trying to maintain a facade of composure but the twitching at the corners of your mouth tells me you aren’t buying it at all - you know I am as aroused and ready as you are. You turn around, displaying your hands to me and I hurriedly undo the tie, turning back to the bed to toss it aside. In an instant, you have tackled me from behind, propelling us both forward and onto the bed, and I land face down with your body over me. I feel my heart begin to beat wildly, the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I feel the wetness at my center throbbing in excitement. I know I have pushed you to the edge, driven you to the point of fierce release and I relish the thought of our bodies joining in hot, wild sex. I feel your open palm strike my butt once, twice, commanding me to move as your other hand pulls my hips up and back toward you, bringing me to my knees. I moan my pleasure deep from the back of my throat and in another instant I feel you between my thighs as you enter me with a groan of satisfaction. We move together, hard and fast, your hips slapping at my butt with every thrust you make and I groan at sheer feeling of ecstasy you bring me. I feel your hands in my curls now, expertly seeking and finding that small nubbin of pleasure lying nestled in the folds there and it leaps into bloom beneath your touch, fueling my burning desire. "Oh, god, baby…. Yes….. yessss…….." Your hand caressing me and the hardness of you inside of me brings unimaginable pleasure and I feel myself cresting higher and higher, calling to you - urging you to come with me. I feel your thrusts become more urgent, almost wild as you buck against and then we are both coming….. coming together and I hear myself scream your name and my pleasure as we explode in a flash of blinding light. -- +--------------' 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> /