Message-ID: <14432eli$9808151853@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Solange Lafemme" Subject: For Tom Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain 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: <19980813031115.14659.qmail@hotmail.com> I wrote this for the man i loved, who broke my heart, and even though i promised him no one else would ever read it, i decided, why not. This is for adults, it has lots of dirty words not suitable for kids. So leave now.. you know who you are. Tom lay sound asleep, on his side, next to me. I loved watching him sleep, his chest rising and falling with each breath. His arm holding me close. It was daybreak, light enough to see the features of his face. We had not been together very long but we were two of the lucky ones, who had found each other on the internet. And now that we were finally together, we were happier than we had ever been before. And not just in the bedroom, either. Though that part of our life together was certainly wonderful, more wonderful than i could of ever imagined. I slipped my hand under the comforter and rubbed his stomach. No reaction, so i decided to see how far i could go without waking him up. I slithered down the bed, so that my head was next to his dick. My fingers traced his dick, which had worked so hard last night pleasuring my pussy, and me. Last night we had fucked, made love, whatever, till he brought me to 4 orgasms. Before i had been with Tom, i hadn't been very successful in being orgasmic during sex. That has all changed, as Tom is a devoted and tender lover. He never fails to make me cum at least once, and usually more. I took his limp cock in my hand and slowly started stroking it. Tom didn't stir, yet. He would soon. I traced my fingers over his balls, and back up the shaft of his now hardening cock. I traced over the large, pulsing vein. I rubbed his cock a bit, watching it grow under my gentle touches. I opened my mouth, and took the head in. He tasted like me, since he hadn't washed his dick last night before falling into a deep sleep. That made me even more excited. My fingers were back on his balls again, and i started licking his cock with my tongue. As my tongue circled under the head, Tom started waking. I began to lick a little faster, getting his cock good and slippery. He pulled up the covers and saw me licking his cock, and sighed contentedly. I ignored him, and concentrated on the task at hand, so to speak. I took his now hard cock back into my wet mouth. It was large, but i was learning how to please him, how to take more and more of it into my mouth. I loved his cock, for all the joy it had given me. Tom started moaning a little and reached down to cup my breast. My tongue was bathing his cock, licking and caressing it as my mouth moved up and down. My lips were tight around the shaft. I moved my mouth in a slow but steady manner, making love to Tom's dick. His hips were pushing up against my face, trying to get deeper into my mouth. As he lifted his hips, i slipped a finger in his ass. I sucked his dick while i massaged his prostate. Tom's moaning got louder. Hearing his sounds of pleasure made me more aroused, and more determined to pleasure him. I took my other hand, and lightly pinched his right nipple. My mouth was still sliding up and down his erect cock, taking more in each time. He was too big for me to deep throat, though i was certainly trying. My finger in his ass was now joined by a second, and my mouth and tongue were busy working on his dick. He was close to cumming, and i had a decision to make. Should i continue sucking his cock, letting him cum in my mouth? Or should i climb on top of him, and have him cum in my pussy? I had no trouble making the decision. This was for Tom, not for me. I moved my head on his cock faster. His moaning grew louder, and i knew he was close. Tom knew it too, and threw back the comforter so he could watch me. I looked into his blue eyes and saw the lust and happiness in them. I continued fucking his cock with my mouth, faster now, moving my finger in and out of his ass at the same pace. His breathing told me he was about to cum, and i was ready. I had learned how to love the taste of his cum, and how to breathe and relax as he shot it into my mouth. He was patient and gentle with me, and helped me discover my true sexual self. His eyes started closing, and his breathing became more ragged. His hips shoved his cock into my mouth. He was cumming, crying out loud that he was. I swallowed most of his cum, and some dripped out my mouth. I rubbed that on my breasts. Tom's dick was softening in my mouth, but i didn't want to let it go. I did slip my fingers out of his ass, and he made a face. I smiled at him again, and then his dick did fall out. I lay back in his arms, holding his close to me. Good morning, my sweetheart, i whispered. copyright... 12 Aug 1998.. his birthday Solange -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----