Message-ID: <14687eli$9808232159@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com Subject: {Whittemore}JDR"A Moment of Daydreams"( MF )[1/1] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Note: This message was posted by a secure email service. Please report MISUSE OR ABUSE of this automated secure email service to . 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: <6ros9g$4d3$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. 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If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as well. ===================== This work is copyright by the author. You may download and keep one copy for your personal use as long as the author's byline, e-mail address and URL and this paragraph remain on the copy. Any posting on a website or to a newsgroup requires the previous permission of the author. ===================== A Moment of Daydreams by Milford Whittemore milfordw@worcester.net I see her from across the crowded room speaking to people that I don't know. She is not a stunning beauty but she has an innocence about her that defies description. She has dark brown hair cut above her shoulders in a way that could only be described as conservative. Her eyes overwhelm her perfect cheekbones with their deep radiance. Only when the light hits them right could you tell they were not black but brown. Her skin, like fine satin, cried out to be caressed softly. She has a smile that would make you involuntarily smile back. This girl cannot be classified as any particular type. She is in a class by herself, a one of a kind. You instantly know by looking at her that there is also an intelligence there, someone you could talk to for hours without boredom setting in. Her body could only be described as adequate, nothing more. There didn't need to be anything more. She is perfection in her own right. ... {I sit with her on the couch, just looking at her, getting lost in her eyes. She leans toward me and kisses me gently, sending a shiver through my body. I place my hand on her thigh, slightly moving my fingertips in a circular motion, not moving my hand in a direction. She places her hand on my growing bulge and kisses me passionately. I probe my tongue inside of her sweet tasting mouth. I move my hand up her skirt; her legs spread slightly allowing me access. As I touch her panties she rises up slightly and pushes her tongue deeper into my mouth while letting out a, "Hmmm...." I rub her crotch with increasing pressure, the moist heat emanating through her panties to my fingers. She twitches when my fingers touch her magic nub. I move my hand to her hip and pull a little on the waist of her panties. She voluntarily lays on her back on the couch and raises her buttox of love to allow me to remove her panties. She holds her skirt down shyly with her legs together while I stand and remove my pants. I kneel in front of her. She raises her skirt and spreads her legs allowing me full view of her tender beauty. She grabs hold of my lance and aims it gingerly towards her enchanted opening. I make contact and initiate penetration. She closes her eyes and her head falls back onto the pillow. Her warmth surrounds me like rising floodwaters. Together we draw nearer to an imminent climax. I lean forward onto her and give her an unsuspecting kiss. I feel her tummy muscles gasping against mine. I thrust myself into her utmost depths till I can penetrate no further. Her breathing quickens and builds till she is almost crying out. Her warmth clenches around my length as I withdraw and penetrate with increasing velocity. I tilt my head back and gush my life force deep inside her. She lets out a concealed scream as a joyous rush envelops her body and mind. I collapse on top of her unable to move...} ... She stands there, oblivious to my presence or what she has done to me. I don't know if I will ever see her again but I will never forget our time together. ===== All this and more can be found at: http://www.worcester.net/milfie ===================== A Moment of Daydreams by Milford Whittemore -30- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----