Message-ID: <13193eli$9807201340@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: RNRH85C@prodigy.com ( J M MCMURRAY) Subject: [NEW!] "Devotion" M/F, romance Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: Text/Plain; charset=US-ASCII 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: <199807200636.CAA12030@mime4.prodigy.com> []]]]]]]]]]]]]][][[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[] []]]]]]]]]]]]]][] [] [] ////// [] The following story contains extreme [] [] | _ - | [] sexual content. If you are offended [] [] (| o O |) [] by this sort of thing, or if you are [] []__ooO_u_Ooo__[] underage, please exit this file now. [] []]]]]]]]]]]]]][] [] []]]]]]]]]]]]]][][[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[] ____________________________________________________________ "Devotion" - A romantic story by "LM l" (filename: LISA-D.TXT) Story Written on ... 07/19/1998 ____________________________________________________________ I've never been a good sleeper. Even when I am very tired, I usually have problems drifting off into dream-land. When I finally do get to sleep, I usually wake up a couple of times through the night. Then, I have to try and doze off again. It's a tedious and never-ending process. But on the other hand, waking up in the overnight hours isn't as bad as it used to be for me. Lisa, my beloved fiancee, is always cuddled up close against my body. She usually falls into a deep sleep, and does not come out of it for seven or eight hours. We have been sharing the same bed, every night, for several months. I enjoy listening to the soft, gentle sounds of Lisa sleeping during the overnight hours. She doesn't make a lot of noise; usually, she is very calm and cerebal. I also like to hold my fiancee close and tight to me - as if I was a toddler, clutching his favorite "teddy bear". You could call me a very romantic person - ESPECIALLY when it comes to my fiancee. Sometimes, the simplest of activities - such as holding Lisa in bed and listening to her sleep - is a real turn-on for me. Just the other night, I was halfway between dream-land and being totally awake. It was very late, naturally. Then all of a sudden, I was jolted back to alertness when Lisa first moaned, then shifted her body against mine. Night moves, I guessed. She kept sleeping, of course, but her body pressing and shifting against mine brought me out of ANY stage of sleep I had been in. I moaned myself for an instant, then peered over at the digitized alarm clock. Yup, it was very late. I had to go to work in a couple of hours. But that did not matter; this was nothing new to me. I was very used to it. I heard my beloved fiancee let out a gentle sigh as she continued to purr and coo in her sleep. Thus, I turned my face toward Lisa, and admired her lovely silhouette in the darkened bedroom. A smile soon came to my face as I then continued to listen to the sounds of her slumber. Soon, I eased my left hand and arm under and across her body, and offered her back a light, feathery rub. I did not want to wake her up; so there was not a lot of force used with my touch. I simply -caressed- her back and shoulders. Another smile came to my face as I crooked my neck and applied a soft kiss to the crown of Lisa's blonde head. She rustled for a short moment, but continued sleeping. I soon followed with another kiss to her head, while gently palming the back of her shoulder with my left hand. Thoughts of love and devotion were swirling throughout my mind during this entire time. Sometimes, it is hard for me to believe that I am lucky enough to have a spectacular woman like Lisa in my life. Not only that, but she has also agreed to marry me! Very often, I feel like pinching myself to see if all of this is just a dream. I would then wake up, and realize that Lisa was just a creation of my sub-conscience mind. But then, I decide NOT to pinch myself. If this is a dream, I don't want it to EVER end. :> It wasn't too long before I felt the insatiable urge to press my lips to the top of Lisa's head and shower it with light kisses. My left hand still palming the back of her shoulder, Lisa rustled around for a moment as my lips peppered her long blonde hair and skull with angel kisses. "What are you doing?" came a soft, squealy question. Those words made me freeze immediately. I had awakened my fiancee? I had no real intentions of doing so; I wanted to let her sleep - Lisa had to go to work in a couple of hours, too. Perhaps I had been a bit too forceful with my kisses and caresses. I don't think so, though. "What ARE you doing, Jeremy?" she soon repeated. "Admiring you," was my truthful response, which was followed by another kiss to the crown of her head. Lisa giggled for an instant; she liked that - `admiring you'. It was the truth. She proceeded to press her palm against my chest and say, "What time is it?" I glanced over at the alarm clock. "A little bit after two-thirty in the morning." I paused and added, "I'm very sorry for waking you up, sweetheart." "Don't worry about it," she replied, a definite smile in her voice. "It's no big deal." Lisa snuggled closer to me, then laid the side of her face upon my chest. "How long have you been awake?" "Few minutes," I replied, now rubbing her back with some pressure being applied. She enjoyed that; I could tell. Next, there was at least ten seconds of pure silence between us. I was waiting for her to say something. Soon, I came to the conclusion that she was waiting for me to say something. It was one of those awkward situations. Lisa soon decided that instead of speaking verbally, she would let her actions do her talking. In the darkness, I watched the silhouette of her head rise up from my chest and turn slightly. Lisa then lowered her face - particularly, her lips - to my left pectorial and showered it with a series of kisses. It soon became obvious that she wasn't showing a mere token of love for me. Her kisses upon my chest persisted; I eventually got the idea that there was a sense of sexual desire somewhere within her. As a result, I reached down and grabbed the back of her over-sized nightshirt, then pulled it up to her shoulder blades. With her back exposed, I soon glided my fingers across its cool, supple skin. Lisa responded by sliding her mouth up to my neck, then burying her face there. I squirmed about in bed as she extended her tongue and swiped it across various regions of my neck and shoulders. It was now obvious where we were headed. I wrapped my right arm around Lisa's body as well, then brought her against me in a tight embrace. I manuevered her until she was laying directly on top of me, her mouth still attached to my neck. Then I moved my hands to her sides, and massaged the outer half of each full breast through the nightshirt's thin fabric. Lisa soon broke her contact with my neck and sat up in bed, right on my lower abdomen. She quickly leaned over and turned on the table lamp next to the bed, which made it possible for us to see each other. That was a good idea. My fiancee looked down at me and smiled in a knowing way as she then pulled her nightshirt over her head. Totally nude now, minus a pair of frilly socks and a white G-string, she tossed the nightshirt elsewhere and then leaned back down against me, her lips headed for my neck again. I strained and then squirmed as she resumed the heated devouring of my neck and shoulder. Meanwhile, my hands were now cupping and gently squeezing the full shape of her breasts. I also ran the length each thumb across both of her nipples - which she most definitely enjoyed. My erection was already at full strength by the time Lisa's sweet lips detracted from my neck. I looked down at her, then watched as her mouth descended upon mine. I was able to flash a quick smile before she made contact with me. Lisa immediately parted her lips and pressed her mouth to mine, covering it. She then dove her tongue deep into my mouth and began an erotic, sensual exploration with it. Soon, my hands ended their massaging of Lisa's breasts. I then wrapped my arms tightly around her shoulders; I felt more like holding her close to me right now - admiring her warmth - instead of admiring her breasts. Usually, our lovemaking sessions are not about lust. They entail romance and devotion. Nevertheless, Lisa continued to pay homage to my mouth with a very heated kiss. The tip of her tongue had swirled and swiped its way to every reachable spot within my mouth. Lisa broke the kiss, but then giggled as her lips rose from mine - my tongue quickly followed, not wanting this particular exchange to end just yet. She responded by extending her tongue and swiping it across mine in mid-air. Soon, I grabbed the back of her head, and pulled her mouth back down to mine. Lisa giggled again, then met my tongue halfway. Both of us took part in a very playful "tongue duel" which lasted for at least 30 seconds. Lisa broke the kiss again, which dissapointed me yet again. But any bad feelings soon faded away as she shimmied forward in the bed and upon my body, until her right breast was hovering just over my mouth. With both hands squarely upon the mattress for support, Lisa lowered her breast until it came into contact with my mouth. I granted her non-verbal request by taking her nipple into my mouth and offering it a gentle tongue lashing. My fiancee strained for a moment, then sighed in bliss as I worked on her nipple. Soon, I continued to suck that breast while also squeezing the other. I eventually trapped her nipple between my teeth and applied the gentlest of pressure. As I knew it would, that move sent a shockwave of pure pleasure throughout Lisa's body. I could tell just by her reaction. With the nipple still trapped between my teeth, I soon flicked my tongue over and across it in a continuous manner. Lisa sighed and squirmed above me, then moved one hand to the crown of my head. I felt her long fingers twirling through my hair as I continued to worship her nipple, while still cupping and squeezing her other breast. I soon loosened my teeth-grip and let her nipple escape. In fact, I pulled my mouth away entirely from her breast. But before Lisa could respond, I took in a deep breath and then blew a stream of hot air on her pebbly nipple. "JEREMY..." was her immediate, moan-filled response. A smile came to my face as I glanced up at her. "You like that, baby?" Lisa closed her eyes and nodded her head. "Yes..." I smiled again, then gave her nipple another shot of air. More prepared for it this time, she simply sighed in response. I decided to blow on her nipple several times in succession, while occasionally extending my tongue and swiping it across her breast. Lisa ended my bout of breast seduction when she shimmied downward in bed, to where her mouth was just over mine once again. But instead of kissing me, she flashed a charming smile just before her hand reached downward, into my shorts. The smile on her angelic face grew even wider once she realized that I was sporting a full erection. Lisa gave the tip of my nose a simple kiss, then smiled again as she scooted lower in the bed. I sighed and stared straight up, at the ceiling, as she pulled my shorts down and off. Eventually, I sucked in a harsh breath as Lisa wrapped her long, delicate fingers around my burning shaft. When I caught eye contact with my fiancee again, she gave me yet another smile while stroking my shaft with a light, feathery touch. Lisa knows EXACTLY what to do, and HOW to do it, to get my sexual engines going to full-speed. In my mind, she is an EXPERT when it comes to using her hands. Lisa proved that point when she applied pressure to a certain spot of my shaft, which in turn, sent an electric shock of pleasure shooting throughout my body. Playing the part of the queen tease, Lisa looked at me with an inquisitive expression. Her eyebrows then rose in a taunting way as she squeezed my erection yet again. I could do nothing but moan and shake my head in response. I then noticed that with her opposite hand, she was busy trying to push her G-string down and off. I looked over at the clock - it was about 2:45am - then smiled to myself. What could possibly be better than sexual intercourse in the middle of the night? Lisa wiggled her hips, then managed to get rid of her G-string with her left hand. With her right, she continued to pump and stroke away upon my erection. Each squeeze, no matter how subtle, sent current after current of hot passion shooting throughout my entire soul. She soon settled her chin on my chest and looked up at me, the purest devotion I had ever seen shining in her eyes. Lisa held that position and stared at me, smiling, as she continued to frig my erection with her right hand. Trembling in passion, I offered her a warm smile. "I love you, sweetheart." She reciprocated my smile with one of her own. "I love you too too, Jeremy." It wasn't too long before Lisa released my shaft, then got back on top of me and slid the joining of her thighs downward. I watched her lovely face wince with a momentary expression of pain as she positioned my shaft directly upon her silken, womanly entrance. Fisting the base of my erection with one hand, a sudden look of passion filled Lisa's features as she slid herself onto me. At the same time, my shaft went upwards, into the erotic depths of her womanhood. She then released her grip, which allowed my entire length to burrow itself into her. Lisa sat up upon my pelvis for an instant, adjusting to the feel of my erection inside her. But once she made the first move to lean over, I reached out and grasped her hips with both hands. I held that part of her body in place as she leaned all the way over, until her breasts were resting against my chest. With my shaft still lodged up inside of her, Lisa pressed her mouth to mine and offered a hot kiss. Lisa grasped the side of my face with both hands as she began to bounce and wiggle around upon my erection. Her tongue already in contact with mine, I kept a firm grip on her bottom as both of us started rocking together, in an equal mixture of passion and love. We held that very same position, our bodies working in a rythmic heat, for at least a couple of minutes. When I felt Lisa experience an orgasm, I let myself go... and had one of my own. Both of us, of course, prefer sharing simultaneous orgasms. I think it's very erotic this way. Afterwards, we settled into each other's arms and shared the kindest words of love and devotion that could be spoken. * * * Since it was still the middle of the night and we had to go to work in a few hours, we then decided to get some real shut-eye. Tired, Lisa drifted off to sleep quickly. As for myself, it took awhile for me to doze off. But that was not a problem; I had the love of my life in my arms. I simply held and caressed her until falling asleep. [The End] ... "Love - not lust - makes the world go 'round." ____________________________________________________________ Please upload this story (LISA-D.TXT) to your favorite adult BBS or network. 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