Message-ID: <577.repost$980813050449@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com Subject: {Miranda's Magic}JDR"Giving Life to Love"( MF rom preg oral anal )[1/1] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6qjks9$j4e$1@sparky.wolfe.net> JOHN DARK REPOST The following story is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas that some might find distasteful, but neither the poster nor the author make any guarantee. You should be aware that the story might raise other matters that you find distasteful. You read at your own risk. 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It involves oral & anal sex, female ejaculation, and conception. If you're under 18 you shouldn't be reading this. Don't read this if loving relationships between consenting adults offends you. This story is meant to be shared with someone you love... *********************************************************************** ===================== GIVING LIFE TO LOVE Miranda's Magic johnna@unixg.ubc.ca Nestled in the safest place in the world, my lover's arms, we swayed gently to the soft music. The night breeze wafted in the window, causing the candles to flicker and leaving swirling trails in the incense-laden air. Tonight there was just the two of us; nothing existed beyond this room, beyond these arms. For a while we just held each other, enjoying our closeness as we danced. He ran his hands through my long auburn hair, his lips nuzzling the soft and tender curve of my neck. He knows that this place on my neck is soooo sensitive, and as he gently nibbles there I moan softly. I can feel my clit tighten between my legs and this causes me to moan again. He begins to suck and lick my neck until I am weak and clinging to him. I can feel the hard bulge in his pants pushing through the silk of my dress. I rub my bare pussy back and forth against that bulge, enjoying how the silk glides over my swelling clit. He pulls back from my neck, leaving me quivering. He draws my dress over my head and lets his eyes caress my entire body in the candlelight. I love standing before him naked like this, love seeing the look on his face--6 years of marriage has not dimmed his appreciation nor his desire. I reach out and touch his face, then run my hand across his chest. One by one his buttons come undone. I move in closer to smell his skin, covering his chest with tiny kisses as I remove his shirt. I flick my tongue over his nipples and kiss my way down to his navel. On my knees before my lover, I rub my cheek against the bulge in his pants, knowing he wants to be free. But there is no need to hurry this night; we both want to savour the delicious frustration of taking is slow. I undo his pants and slide my hands inside them and then down his legs. His magnificent cock springs free, seeking my mouth. Slowly, slowly, don't rush this feeling building between us. Instead I blow gently across the end of his penis and it jumps, begging for more. He reaches down and draws me up and into his arms again for a deep kiss. Naked, we are locked together down the length of our bodies. I feel his hardness against my stomach and I can feel the anticipatory wetness between my legs. He lifts me gently and places me on the bed before climbing in beside me. Raised up on one arm so that he can look at me, his fingers trace lightly along my skin: over my forehead and eyelids, down my nose, over my lips. My tongue slips out to wrap around his finger, drawing it briefly into my mouth. I suck gently, a promise of things to come. Then the fingers move on, down my neck and across my chest to play with my erect nipples. Oh, how I want his lips there! The fingers move on, teasing, never staying anywhere long. Across my stomach and down my left leg. He shifts, and the fingers move back up my leg toward my pussy. His touches have been gentle, just the tips of his fingers, and it has caused my flesh to rise in goosebumps. He's giving me shivers, making every inch of my flesh come alive to his touch. "I can see your wetness" he breathes, and immediately my legs fall apart, opening myself to him. He laughs quietly, not relenting, the fingers tracing their way down the right leg and back up. Moving between my legs, he comes up to place a kiss on my lips, my neck. Then he is drawing a nipple into his mouth, wrapping his tongue around it. He draws it into his mouth, sucking and biting it until I have my first orgasm of the evening, before moving on to the other nipple. Again he sucks it into his mouth, bringing me close to climax, but this time he stops. "I wish I could draw milk from you" he murmurs against my breast before taking the nipple in his mouth again. That, and the remembrance of what we are trying to do tonight sends me over the edge, just as he knew it would. I cum more strongly than before. His lips move over my stomach, playing for a moment in my navel. He pauses to lay his cheek over my lower abdomen, just under the navel and over the place where our child will grow. He is letting me know that he, too, remembers and that the idea is just as wonderful and erotic for him as it is for me. Tonight we will give life to the love that we share, and we are savouring every moment of it. He moves his face down to my smooth, shaven pussy, which lays open before him. He reaches up and takes my hand, moving it lightly over my mound. I am extremely wet; my wetness is on my legs and all over the outside of my pussy. Removing my hand he flicks his tongue against my swollen clit and listens to me moan. He licks the skin between my leg and my pussy, pausing to suck at my tendon. Its an area that doesn't get much attention and so it is very sensitive. He moves to the other side, and tastes the wetness there. When I can take it no more he finally uses the flat of his tongue to make one long pass from my ass right up to my clit. He rises over my body to kiss me, letting me taste my juices on his tongue and beard, then he is back between my legs, this time to pleasure me in earnest. He sucks on my clit and bites it gently. Then he is tonguing my lips, dipping into the honeypot. He is like a man starving, and he sucks and licks as if he could eat his way into my body, into my womb. I cum on his face, riding the intense wave as it goes up and up until I cry out at the peak. He moves back a bit to kiss the outer lips of my pussy again, then his kisses the back of my raised legs and across my ass cheeks, never moving too far from my mound. Then suddenly he is tonguing and licking my asshole and I am cumming again, crying out in my ecstasy. Moving quickly up to my pussy his tongue drives into me again, before I've had a chance to finish peaking. He puts his finger in my wet asshole and fingers and sucks me into a series of intense orgasms. He loves to make me cry out like this. He comes and lays beside me and kisses me deeply. I breathe in the smell of my sex, my wetness and my orgasms, and I can barely control the desire to climb on top of him and ride his cock hard. He knows what I'm thinking and as we draw apart he says softly "Look". My eyes follow his gaze to his cock, which he is slowly stroking with his hand. On the tip is a large drop of pre-cum. Riding him can wait--I must have this drop of sweetness in my mouth. I climb between his legs and collect the delicious drop with the tip of my tongue. I love tasting his pre-cum, it is always so sweet. I savour the sweetness before going back for more. I make love to his beautiful cock with my mouth, teasing and tasting every inch of it with my tongue. I run my tongue over the tip, across the fat, smooth head, and around the ridge. I am gratified to feel him trembling underneath me. I wrap my tongue around the base of his cock, drawing it along the length, missing nothing. Moving down again, I lick his hair, his balls, drawing one and then the other ever so gently into my mouth. Back up to suck the hair at the base of his cock. I licked his cum off his cock and legs the other night, sucked it off the hair right here, and I remind him of that now. Licking my way up the shaft I draw the head of his cock into my mouth and pull it out again across my wet lips. Then I take it in my mouth again, a little more this time, before drawing it slowly back out. Half inch by half inch I take more and more into my mouth each time until I've drawn the entire length of it into my hot mouth. He moans as I begin to fuck his cock with my mouth, purposely letting the end bump against the back of my throat. I've taken all of it into my mouth as deep as it can go and I know it drives him wild to know that. I hold his balls in my hand, squeezing gently, waiting for the tell-tale signs that he is in danger of cumming. He can't put it in my throat tonight; his cum has another purpose this night. But I at least can cum, and I always do when I suck his cock. His hands find their way into my soft hair and he guides my head up and down over his cock. The sensation of it sliding in and out of my hot wet hole are not much different than if he were in my pussy, and in fact the sensations are mirrored there. Unconsciously I've been moving my hips as if I were fucking a cock, and this is his sign to thrust his penis deeper and harder into my mouth. Then I am cumming, just from sucking his delicious tool, like I always do. My fingers find their way to my clit and they flash furiously across it, bringing me to another, and yet another, orgasm as I suck my lover's cock. My hands aren't cupping his balls any more, so I have to trust him to draw my head back when he's getting too close. Neither of us wants an accident, even a pleasant one such as this. I am incredibly wet and ready to feel his penis inside my cunt, but we want more tonight. We want me to open up for him, allowing him into the centre of my being. After kissing me for a few minutes to ease his pressure he draws me up to my knees and positions me over the end of the bed. Getting behind me he slides the end of his fat cock around the outside of my pussy, spreading the wetness around. He knows I love it when he does that. He slides into my pussy with ease and thrusts a few times before drawing back out. He draws the length of his cock across the outside of my pussy, teasing me. He's building me up again, rubbing the head against my clit, my pussy lips. When I'm ready to cum, hanging at the peak and waiting for that final push into the abyss of pleasure, he slides the end of his cock through the wetness to the opening of my asshole. Then in one thrust he is inside and I am cumming, screaming out now as I am rocked by the most intense orgasm yet. He thrusts hard and fast, not letting me come down from that peak, taking me into multiple orgasms. He knows what is coming next: as I thrust my ass back at him I begin to spray his balls and the bed with my own ejaculate. Over and over, seemingly without end, I peak and ejaculate, spraying the clear, odorless and tasteless fluid over his fingers as they play inside my cunt. Its almost undescribable the feeling I have as he thrusts into my bowels. It is so sensitive there, the feelings so intense as they are communicated to my pussy. I love the feeling of having him inside me, of knowing that he is possessing me in a way that no one else has. There is nothing about me that he doesn't know, no place that he hasn't explored and pleasured. I love it that he makes me soak the bed with my fluids, that my screams of pleasure fill the room and the night, that I am almost senseless with ecstasy. I'm cumming so hard that my knees have left the bed; I am impaled on my lover's magnificent cock, screaming and flooding in one long orgasm that never seems to end... Finally I can take it no more and I collapse in a heap on the bed. Its not that I am finished with him, or he with me, its simply that I must stop to catch my breath. The screaming and intensity of the cumming has literally left me breathless. He goes to the washroom to clean himself and ease off the pressure a bit. Then he's back, standing before me. I draw his cock into my mouth again because I have to, I must kiss and suck this wonderful tool that has invaded my very core. Then he is gently pushing me back onto the bed and climbing on top of me. "Are you ready?" he asks softly, even though he already knows the answer. He leaves me quivering beneath him for a moment, dying with anticipation, waiting for the plunge into my pussy that will send me into the abyss yet again. He knows what I need, and he plunges it into me in one long, swift stroke, right up to the hilt and I am cumming yet again. It is always this way, after he has been in my ass and I have erupted with my fluids all over us and the bed. My pussy feels open to him like at no other time. He goes in more deeply; I feel as if my velvet walls are drawing him in deeper, right into my core. There is no space between our slick bodies; to me it feels as if there isn't even skin. I have taken him deeply into my mouth and into my ass. Now I take him into my pussy and into my soul. I feel like I am open before him, that all he needs to do is look to see and possess all that I am. Here I am, I am yours completely. I offer myself to you in every atom of my being. I am completely open, with no places hidden from you, from your touch--love me. And he does, thrusting his manhood deep into my body while I erupt around him again and again. Arms and legs wrapped around him I draw him in as deeply as possible. It must be agony for him, but still he waits for that moment. It will be soon now....soon....then I am crying out to him: "I'm open, fill me, oh please fill me." Then just a second later, "Give me a baby..." and with that he is cumming in me, moaning and thrusting as my walls shudder around him. I can feel his hot cum spurting into me, into that dark, hot, fertile place in the center of my being. I had been cumming all along, over and over, never leaving the peak, but the sensation of his juice flowing into me, the heat filling me, takes me even higher than I'd dreamed possible. Our hips locked together I cum and cum, my pussy spasming and drinking the last drops of semen out of him greedily. I want every drop, and he's happy to oblige.... Afterward we lay together in the flickering candlelight. I feel as if my body were glowing, that the light is coming from me. His arm is around me, my head on his shoulder. The room is filled with the delicious, heady aroma of sex and sweat, and I breathe in deeply. I am content, satisfied, happy. He places his palm over my lower abdomen, the place where the heat and light radiates out from. He doesn't say anything, he doesn't need to. In our hearts we both know that we have this night given life to our love, than soon I would begin to swell with new life. Perfectly happy, we fall asleep, bodies entwined, our daughter just beginning within me.... ********************************************************************* Please feel free to distribute & share this wonderful, TRUE story of love and committment--but please don't change it in any way. This is a deeply personal event that I wanted to share with you, and I am sentimentally attached to the way it was written, every word, every syllable heavy with memory. ===================== GIVING LIFE TO LOVE Miranda's Magic -30- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----