0 comments/ 5098 views/ 1 favorites The Warmth By: SystematicBreakdown WARNING: At points, this story contains some S&M-like dialogue. Just a heads-up. --------------------------------------- My back was up against the wall to the bedroom. Brandon had one arm leaning against the wall behind me, blocking me from moving. He was trying to seduce me and damn it if it wasn't working. "I know you want to," he continued. "I can see it in your eyes. You're just battling your values with your instincts." "My instincts tell me to stay away from dangerous men," I smirked. I love it when I get a clear opening to be a smartass. "Ouch," he said, actually wincing. "Those aretr brutal words, Emma. I think I deserve something after that." "How do you figure that?" I asked earnestly. "Oh, I don't know," he said. He paused before running his strong right hand up my tank top. He ran it lightly over my stomach, then moved up to my bra. "I guess its just wishful thinking," he breathed into my ear. I was having trouble concentrating. So I did the worst thing I could do: I gave in. "Well, maybe we could work something out," I said, looking up and into his big brown eyes. He grinned, a smile of triumph. "No better time than the present," he stated, grabbing my hand and pulling me into his bedroom. He gave me a few seconds to look around at the earthy colors before he came up behind me. He put his hands on my hips, his lips on the sensitive area behind my ear. "So what kind of deal do we have going on here, Emma?" he muttered. "Well..." I trailed off. My arousal was making it hard to think logically. "How about I sing a song for you? I wrote one just for you. I've been saving it for a special occasion." He smiled at the joke in his words. He let go of me and walked over to the corner, where a guitar sat. It looked to be at least fifteen years old. He held the guitar by the neck in one hand and grabbed my hand with the other before pulling me over to sit on the bed. "Sit," he said softly. I did as I was told. "Did you really write a song for me or is this going to be some recycled one you wrote for another girl?" I asked, smiling to keep the energy light. "I swear, I wrote this for you," Brandon said seriously. I nodded in approval. He strummed the guitar a few times, then began playing a simple tune... yet it was also complicated in many other ways. He sang to me: Is everything a baited hook? And are there locks on our doors? If you're looking for an open book look no further, I am yours. We'll behave like animals swing from tree to tree We can do anything that turns you up and sets you free. You're an exception to the rule You're an unthought rarity. You're all I ever wanted Southern girl, could you want me? "That was just the beginning," he told me, sounding a little self-conscious. He sounded like he was regretting telling me that he'd written a song for me. "That..." I started, then realized I was at a loss for words. "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard and the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me." Brandon smiled wide, his anxiety all gone. "Now, what were we saying about a deal?" he asked smoothly. "I think we could work something out," I replied. Brandon set the old guitar on the antique chair in the corner. He made his way over to me, pulling me up off the bed when he reached me. He placed his hands on my hips again and began to play with the hem of my shirt. He pulled it over my head, leaving my large, natural boobs in a tight-fitting push-up bra, which made them look a whole cup size bigger. He unhooked my bra and pulled it off gently. "You have possibly the best rack of any girl I've ever been with," he admitted with a slight sigh. The look on his face as he looked at my body bordered on admiration. I tried to say something in reply, but in my arousal I was all but frozen. I felt myself thaw when he reached a hand down into my jeans, inside my panties and then, when he felt I was ready, inside me. "Oh God," I whispered. "You're so warm, Emma." He paused. "Shit, I'm so hard right now." I looked down and was surprised to see that at some point Brandon had taken off some of his clothes. I couldn't even remember when that had happened, I was in such a lust-fueled haze. He was left in just his boxers; his muscular yet lean body was begging to be touched. I looked up and into his eyes. He looked back expectantly. I took the bait and reached down to his boxers. I put my fingers around the waistband before pulling them down. You could've knocked me over with a feather. His cock was amazing. Nine inches long and very thick, I instantly felt the need to voice a concern that occurred to me. "Fuck, Brandon, I don't know if I can take that much cock," I told him breathlessly. "What if I made you?" he teased. I looked at him and then, in response, grabbed his wrist and took him over to the bed; I sat him down on the edge. His amazing body was all mine seat that moment. I ran my hands down his chest lightly, which only made his erection grow larger. I settled on my knees in between his legs. He looked down at me with the sexiest look on his face. Finally I reached his bulging cock. I slowly placed it at my lips. i took in a few inches, covering it with my saliva and twisting my practiced tongue around his cockhead. He sighed just loud enough for me to hear. I looked up at him with my eyes; his were closed. He was off on another planet. I began to take his cock as far down my throat as I could. It took only a few minutes. I'd been tasting pre-cum in the back of my mouth for a while now so when he moaned, "I'm cuming," I pulled his cock out and began giving him a handjob. Soon, cum came bursting out of the bulging head of his cock and onto my lips. I looked into Brandon's eyes as he came and I saw him happier than he'd ever looked before. "Holy fuck," he muttered, pulling me up off my knees. He kissed me then, not concerned at all about tasting his own cum. I massaged the inside of his mouth with the same tongue that just made him climax. "I want you inside me," I told him boldly and honestly. "Bend over on the bed," Brandon ordered me as he stood up. I obeyed by getting on my hands and knees on the foot of the bed, but not before Brandon pulled the remainder of my clothing off me, leaving me naked and vulnerable. Brandon came up behind me and rubbed his already hardening dick against my ass. I pushed back, feeling his hard member rubbing against my pussy. "You've been a bad girl, haven't you, Emma?" Brandon asked in a serious voice. "Mmm yes," I moaned as I continued pushing my ass back against Brandon's body. "I've been a very naughty little girl." "What do you think your punishment should be?" he asked, pulling his body away from mine. I looked back at him, thinking he was joking. But the look on his face was serious; he was expecting an answer. "Um, well, I-I don't know..." I mumbled, stumbling over my words. Suddenly, Brandon smacked me on the ass hard. I jumped and squealed; I hadn't been expecting that. "I think you need a spanking," he stated strongly. "A good, hard one. One you won't forget." "Well, yes, I suppose so..." I started to say. Brandon slapped me harder. "Call me 'Master,' slut!" he snapped at me. "Yes, Master," I said obediently and quickly. There was no way I could disobey him now. He spanked me again, harder than the last. "How bad have you been, slut?" he asked me in his sexy voice. "I've been very, very bad, Master," I said quickly. No matter if what I said was correct, he'd slap me anyway. "What kind of slutty things have you been doing?" he asked. There was lust dripping off his words. "I've been touching myself..." I began. He ran a hand across my ass, a threat. "I've been touching myself when I think of your cock. I've been dying to feel it inside me." "Mmm, is that right? Filthy little whore. You want to be fucked, do you?" "Yes, Master, please fuck me." "Well, I think you've been taught your lesson. But be warned, slut: the more you fuck up, the more I punish you." He got closer behind me. He'd lubed his cock well and soon began pushing himself in my ass. I whimpered the second it was inside me; it was too painful. My nails dug into the sheets and my muscles tensed up. "Hurts, doesn't it?" he asked. "Yeees, oh God," I groaned. When he finally had all of himself inside me, he began pulling a few inches out and pushing a few inches in. It began to hurt less with each stroke. Then, when he knew it no longer hurt, he pulled all the way out of me and slammed every last inch in. "Ohhh!" I moaned. "You like this, Emma?" Brandon asked. "You like it when I fuck your ass hard, don't you?!" "Yes, yes, oh God! More, harder, please!" "How hard, Emma? How hard do you want to be fucked?" he asked as he pounded in and out. "So fucking hard, I want you to cum inside me!" "Yeah? You want me to fuck you like the filthy fucking whore you are, don't you?" "Oh God yes, fuck me good," I begged. Brandon continued fucking me, never once slowing down. A few seconds later, I heard him groan as he shot his load deep inside my ass. I let out a moan in joy as he pulled out, letting his cum seep out of my abused hole. I fell on my stomach, exhausted. I quickly fell asleep. When I woke the next morning, I left, but I knew it wouldn't be long before I saw him again. The Warmth Of Desire Chapter Sixty The Warmth of Desire I had gotten off work in plenty of time to meet you. I didn't have to be home for at least a couple of hours. You called to say to meet you on the corner of the street you lived on and another. You said you would be there waiting. I seen you standing there waiting and stopped to pick you up. You looked so handsome in the snow...I could see your breath in the cold winter air. The snow was coming down and appeared to look like heaven having a pillow fight, and the snow was the feathers from the pillows. It was a beautiful night. The stars were out and the moon was shining brightly. As I drove around looking for the best spot to stop and be alone, You reminded me of how much you wanted me. How much you had yearned for me. You told me of how much this meant to you...us being alone like this. I agreed, as I attempted to keep my mind off of what I wanted to happen and keep it on my driving. The roads were covered in snow and it would have been hard for any other car to make it through the unplowed snow, but I had my 4x4 and it was doing a great job of keeping us on the road and safe. I spied a school yard off in the distance and you agreed it would make a perfect place to be alone. It was off the road and behind the school. So I listened to your idea and pulled into the lot. I turned off the lights but kept the motor going to keep us warm. You turned to me and started to passionately kiss me. I was still in uniform so it was going to be a little difficult to get some of my clothing out of the way. Not to mention the cold brisk air. Thank goodness the heater worked. The warmth of your kisses and embrace was heating me up and nothing else even mattered. You reclined the front seat instead of moving to the back. I was surprised. The back seat was a little more roomy but I let you lead the way. You helped me remove my pants and allowed me to keep my top on....Even though your icy hands had found the way to my breasts and were fondling them. I moved over to be in the reclining seat and you on top. We were kissing and caressing feeling what we could beneath the layers of clothing. The heat from our bodies radiated and warmed the car. The windows were fogged up, we didn't care we kept going and doing what was natural. We were doing what we desired, what we had wanted for so long. It had been such long weeks since we had been together. The passion grew and the intensity to be as one grew with it. Here we were like a couple of teenaged kids necking in the seat of a car. It was the only way we could be together. It was the only way we could see each other. If only you had your own place it would not be so difficult, but I was willing to be with you any way I could. As your icy hands seemed to warm up I could feel the intensity grow in your touch. I could feel the eagerness in your kisses. The way you wanted me. I wanted you as well. I knew this was the only way to get what I so desired and I took that chance. You unleashed your hard cock from the clothing that had bound it to your body. I reached out with cold fingers to touch the iron rod. It was taught and smooth and felt warm to my hands. I wanted to feel this trusty steed inside me. I wanted you to ride me hard and fast. I wanted to feel you pleasure us both as you took me as your own. I heard you moan as you moved to mount me. I felt you glide inside me where your fingers had been dancing just a few moments before. I felt the thrust of your body as it took me hard. It was like a little thrust of heaven. I moaned at your entrance into me. You moaned as well and tilted your head back in pleasure....you drove each thrust in me as though I had no end. You were so intense in the pumping in and out. I was going crazy.. I didn't care any that we were in a school yard. I didn't care that the snow was still falling outside. I didn't even stop to think about the time that had passed. It was our time. Our time to be together. Our time to make love. It was our time to be as one. We continued to make love as the windows fogged up so that no one could see in or out of the panes of glass. You didn't seem to mind. You were feeling my tight vaginal walls encompass your shaft...You could feel the spasms start to quicken as you slid in and out of my cave. You could hear my moans of passion as you entered me with each hearty thrust. It felt so good to feel my tightness as it wrapped around your hard dick. Each thrust became more intense. Each movement more passionate than the one before. It was a magical night. It was a night of heated passion. It was a night that neither of us would soon forget. We were finally together. Finally able to consummated our relationship one more time. It was like nothing we had done before. So naughty, so taboo. How erotic. I felt you heighten to climax as I could feel myself tighten up around you and spew forth the juices you craved to bathe you hard cock in. I heard you moan as you released your seed into my womb. It was a warm feeling. A good feeling. It was the feeling of the two of us once again engrossed in unbridled passion. It was an exhausting feeling but one we both enjoyed...As you collapsed on top of me....I reminded you that we were still in the car. I needed to get dressed and find a way out of the lot. You remembered where we were and raised up to allow me to put my self together. I pulled on my pants and climbed over to my drivers seat. You were dressing as I was backing up to get out of the parking lot. I felt utterly satisfied and exhausted. I had a gleam in my eye and a smile across my face. I peered over to see that you were looked as though you felt the same. I knew we would not be together again at least not for some time and I was ok with that. I can't say I wasn't wishing other wise but I knew it was not going to happen. I would be content with the moment we had just shared. I would store it in my memory and recall it from time to time. I would wear a smile across my face when I did. I just looked at you and told you how much I had enjoyed the time with you. I embraced you , kissed you and told you good bye. I knew then that it would be awhile before I heard from you again. You clutched me so hard as if you didn't want me to go, and told me once again that it was a beautiful night. You then got out from the car and jogged down the street. The feathery snow still coming down around you. You looked amazing. I already missed your warmth. I drove home and sat in my easy chair, thinking back to the moments just before and how much you had made me feel whole. The Warmth of Giving The temperature was a balmy 45 degrees on the 15th day of March. Wild Cat Mountain had been open all winter through what was claimed to be the coldest in 20 years, but this day seemed to stick out like a beautiful sore thumb in the cold record. The sun shined brightly and greeted Jim and Elise as they pulled into the parking lot, managing to find a space very close to the main lodge as another car left. "Oh wow babe, days like this one are the absolute best for snowboarding. The air is warm, and snow is wet and holds an edge. This is when the real fun is to be had." Jim said as he opened the back hatch of the car and removing the boards from the back. "Yeah, it feels really nice out." Elise returned. The couple entered the main lodge and got their lift passes for the day, and suited up in their lighter jackets. The automated doors opened and they walked outside, strapping in and boarding the summit lift, surprisingly not having to wait in line at all, due to the lack of people at the mountain that day (most were at school or work). After a minute of riding on the chair, and elderly old woman fell off her seat while attempting to sit down at the base of the lift, so it came to a stop and the lift attendants had to help her up and wait for the engine on the lift to start back up. "Ah damn it. I hate it when that happens. It's always some dumb ass that slows everything down for the rest of us." Jim growled. "Babe, its ok, it'll just be a minute. Any ways, you shouldn't get so grumpy so early on," replied Elise. "Oh, and why not?" Jim barked back, half smiling because the joy of the warm weather could not be pried from him. "Because I won't do this." Elise said, as she nudged closer to Jim and put a hand on his lap. Jim perked up and sat up straight, putting an arm around Elise and enjoying the first real kiss of the day. She softly bit his bottom lip, and her hand pressed harder against his lap, as he grew increasingly harder. "I guess it's a good thing that it's not so cold out." Jim said, as the lift began to putter up again "Awww, does that mean we have to stop?" "Not just yet, but you might want to follow me this run." Elise said. The couple continued their kiss, along with some more heavy petting. Jim noticed it was a strange thing to be able to feel a nipple through so many layers of clothing. The romance had come to a somewhat abrupt halt by the oncoming end of the lift. Jim laughed briefly about having to push away from the chair with an obvious erection showing through his baggy snow pants. They sat and buckled in to their snowboards, and hoped down the hill. Weaving and turning down the slope, the conditions were just as Jim had said they would be. After a short ways down, Elise ducked under a rope on a trail that had been closed earlier that day because the mountain didn't run all of the lifts if there weren't enough people to make it cost effective. Jim grinned and showed a big smile, he always liked it when Elise took charge and broke rules. A few turns down the trail, Elise tuned around and came to a stop in a short outcropping of the trees that made up the walls along side the route, and Jim came to a stop directly in front of her shortly thereafter. He unstrapped his boots very quickly, and took advantage of the natural bondage that came with Elise still being strapped into her bindings. He pushed her back to the ground, and straddle over her, leaning down for another kiss much like the last one. The sounds of birds chirping and wind lightly blowing through the woods was interrupted by the sound of Jim unzipping Elise's jacket, revealing her sweater beneath. He removed a glove and felt around Elise's ear, drawing his finger around the rim of it, and down her cheekbone, under her chin, down her neck, and resting on the center of her breastbone. The kiss was broken by Elise, asking "Can I un-strap first?" "Not just yet" said Jim, as his hand now found its way up her sweater, and under her tightly held sports bra. Her flesh was so soft and smooth, and her nipples offered a contrast with their erectness. Jim teased her chest for a few more moments, and then undid the top of her snow pants, only moving them down slightly, before sending a hand down to rest under the waistband of her underwear, allowing to fingers to rest on either ends of her groin. The couple began a deep kiss again, and Elise let out a moan as Jim's finger made its way to her pussy, bringing her wetness up to her clit, and then up to her lips so she could taste herself. "I'm getting really turned on" Jim whispered to Elise, and his hand resumed its path down her pants. Elise had since removed one of her gloves and had begun to tease Jim's eagerly hard cock through his boxers, as he let out a grunt of the initial act always holding so much pleasure. Jim continually drove his finger into Elise deeper and deeper with each thrust, moving in a knuckle at a time, and then sliding out and quickly trembling around her harden clit. Their breaths heaved heavily as his finger laid flat and shifted up and down, touching inside of her with the tip, and the base wiggling against her nub. "Ohhh...babe, your gonna make me cum." Elise let out, enjoying the lack of movement that was confined with being still strapped in. "ohhh, me too babe" Jim spoke back, clenching all of his muscle to hold in his cum from Elise's quickly moving hand around the head of his dick. Jim unbuckled Elise, and she leaped on top of him like an animal, removing both of their pants down to the knees. Jim said nothing about the snow freezing his butt below him; he couldn't feel anything but pleasure. Elise squatted over Jim, and used a hand to guide his cock softly inside the beginnings of her pussy, ever-so-slightly letting just the head inside of her. They both let out a sigh of complete bliss as she sat down further, Jims cock fully engulfing her insides. The walls of her pussy formed a tight grasp around his cock, and he could feel her juices running down to his balls with each bounce. He thirsted himself forward and clenched his pelvic muscles, and Elise moaned deeply as the end of his cock slid around on her g-spot. She felt so much pleasure, that the position they had adopted was no longer appropriate, and she nearly fell off to the side with a wave of sensation. Jim stood up, and Elise grabbed his cock, jerking him off quickly with her wetness still all around him, and then took him into her mouth, flicking her tongue around the head inside. He arched back and took a deep breath as the feeling swept over him, and Elise tried to take as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, which was nearly the whole thing. Then she backed away from it, and resumed using her hand in short, even motions around his shaft. "Oh babe, you are definitely going to make me cum." Jim said, and Elise smiled. She crooked her neck sideways, and lightly licked his balls, keeping her rhythm with his shaft, now concentrating her short strokes to the rim of his shaped head. "I want you to cum on my face. I want to feel how warm it is," Elise said, and she licked her lips and looked up at Jim with a sexy smile. Her hand motions grew slightly fast and faster, and Jim groaned and bent forward slightly, releasing streams of cum in a wave of pleasure. The splashes of cum nearly all landed around Elise's slightly puckered and parted lips, and she moaned lightly, using her tongue to sweep any bit of it she could into her mouth. "Mmm, you taste to good babe." She said, as she licked and teased Jim's dick, still stroking but at a much slower pace, with more pressure, as if she was trying to get ever last drop of the warm, white goo out. Just then a member of the ski patrol came down the trail, and stopped a good distance away from the couple, embarassingly barking out to them "Uhh....you can't be doing that, here! I mean, you can't be here! I mean, this trail is closed. Go back down to the lifts. When you can," and then he made his way side stepping back up the trail to the rope. The couple smiled at each other, and Jim asked, "But what about you?" "Well, we'll get back on the lift, and see what other trails we can find." With a grin, now wiped clean. The two pulled their belongings together, buckled back into their boards, and made their way down the trail, ducking under another rope to continue back on the approved trails. They got to the lift line, and were forced to share their seats with an elderly woman on ski's, who told them about how earlier today, she had had a terrible accident getting on the lift. Jim thanked her, and she held a confused look and the couple kissed quickly in a state of smiles.