0 comments/ 16590 views/ 2 favorites Adventure in Trust Ch. 01 By: hollyh You have come to pick me up, promising me an adventure. This is our first outing together for an extended period, and we are both nervous about it, but we managed to arrange extra time off together. You haven't told me where we are going, only what to pack. Jeans, hiking boots, a bathing suit .... usual gear for me, except for the bathing suit. I wonder as I pack my things where you are whisking me off to - - - - especially since I know you are generally full of surprises. You arrive, and I notice that your car is packed to the hilt with camping gear. "Where are we going??" I ask as I toss my bag in to join the other stuff. "Never you mind ..." you smile at me. Ah ..... mystery. I get it. I climb into the seat next to you, my excitement and anticipation growing. You lean over to me and give me a quick kiss. It feels good just to be in your presence. You know that during the week I am so focused on being everything but a woman, you pay extra attention to the details that make me feel special. As we drive and talk about things in our lives, good and bad, you absent-mindedly reach over and put your hand on my thigh, stroking my leg with your thumb. I look down at your hand and remember the last place it had been. I suddenly feel myself flush, the warmth rising up my neck. You notice, and ask, "Are you too warm, hon??" "No...." I blush hotly, but inside I'm thinking , "Don't you dare move your hand!!!" I look over at you, still engaged in conversation, but my brain is now taking you in. You've worn a dress shirt, casually rolled up at the sleeves. You must've come straight from teaching. I love that look ..... so formally casual. I fight the urge to reach over and jerk the front of the shirt open, sending the buttons flying. I love looking at you, gazing at your face as you talk to me. I suddenly realize that in my reverie, I have run my hand down your arm to the hand lying on my thigh. You clasp my hand in yours, our fingers intertwining. Ummmm ..... that feels so good. Just holding hands with you feels so good to me. I haven't really paid much attention to where we are going until you turn the car off of the main highway onto a two-lane road. "Okay," I finally say to you, "where are you taking me??" "You said that you wanted me to teach you about being outdoors," you reply. "I am starting this off easy by taking you camping by the lake." I smile broadly .... you, me, a tent, the stars ...... did I just die and go to heaven?? I suddenly find myself wishing my son was with us. He loves camping. Your voice breaks into my thoughts: "I thought we'd see if this new place I found is any good, then we can bring Jake with us next time." We are becoming almost too good of friends .... you are beginning to read my mind. We pull off this road onto a dirt road .... going slowly until we come to a thicket of trees. You pull under the trees and stop, exiting the car. I get out as well, and hear the gentle lapping of water. Making my way toward the sound, the thicket of trees opens to reveal a small, gorgeous clearing. We are in a park, I can see other campers nearby, but still this spot feels so secluded. We set up camp ... you are having to be so patient since I know very little about this. This day is warm, begging me to put on my suit and go lay beside the lake for a bit of sun. I sneak into the tent while you are doing something else ..... or at least, I THINK you are doing something else! As I pull my clothing from me, I hear the tent-flap unzip. I feel you enter the tent and you slide up behind me, helping me with the last of my clothing. "That's more like it!" you whisper, running your hands up and down my naked body. "I was wondering when I was going to get to see you!" Suddenly, I am in no mood to make love. I want to fuck. Pure, simple, animalistic. I have been hot for you the entire trip, and now, with your mouth on my earlobe, I can take it no longer. I turn, and run my hand inside the waistband of your pants, undoing the button. I unzip them and with one motion, pull them to your ankles along with your underwear. You are already hard, but I take your cock in my mouth and begin to suck you gently, feeling you thrust against my mouth. I look up at you from my kneeling position, lick the underside of your cock, and whisper, "I want you to fuck me." The surprise on your face says it all. I have never asked that in this manner. I have not shown this side of me before. For an instant, I don't know whether you will take me, or take off! I sigh in relief as you kneel down and push me back, grabbing my legs to hold around you. I feel your cock fill me instantly. No foreplay is necessary for me this time - - - - I am already sopping wet. "UGGHNNNGG!" I groan as you thrust inside me. I've never been filled so completely .... either physically or emotionally. You know just the rhythm I need right now: hard and fast. You pound into me with fury, talking hotly into my ear: "You like that??" "Does that feel good??" "oooohhhhhh, you are SO WET!" until I cannot stand it any longer. "FUCK ME!" I cry in a strangled whisper ... afraid others can hear. I cum on your cock, locking my legs around your waist and pulling you in deeply. You feel my spasms and cum as well, adding to my wetness. Later, I decide to go ahead with my swim. I ease my way to the lake ..... and get into the water, swimming for only a moment or two before getting out and lying down on a large blanket. I watch the leaves on the trees and listen to all the sounds around me, but suddenly, the light is blocked. I look up and realize that you are standing over me, looking at me and smiling. "What is it??" I ask teasingly, smiling back at you but feeling very self-conscious. "Nothing ... just admiring the view" you say as you lean down over me and give me a gentle kiss. "You hungry??" "I am famished!" I reply and you rise, taking my hand in yours. "Come this way, then" you say, as you pull me back toward the camp. When I arrive, I see that you have managed to prepare dinner for us - - - - complete with a bottle of wine. You sit me down in a chair next to the campfire, and then sit down next to me. As we eat, we talk and discover more about one another. I find myself baring my soul to you ... almost in ways that frighten me. I wonder what you must think many a time, but I am trusting you more and more. After dinner, we walk back to the lake. The stars and moon are reflected in the water, and we sit on the blanket together. I begin to shiver, even with the warmer days, the nights still have a chill to them. You put your strong arm around me, but somehow know that won't be enough. Reaching behind us, you pull the other blanket you have brought with us up around both of us. You encourage me to sit close, suggesting that between your legs would probably keep me the warmest. I agree, and move to sit there. Your arms automatically go around me in a warm embrace, and we just sit, quietly, and watch the stars. I lean my head back against your chest, and feel your heart beat. I suddenly want you again, but I keep that to myself for a bit, knowing by what I feel against my back that you want me just as badly. I feel your head lower, and you put your face in my hair. I feel your mouth on my ears and neck, and I turn, allowing you to cradle me and your mouth to find mine. Our kiss, while passionate, doesn't have the urgency of earlier, and I know that this time we will be making love. Your hand goes up under my shirt to cup my breast, your thumb teasing my nipple. "Ooooohhhhhhhh......" I moan. You know that I love that. We are covered by the blanket, so you push my shirt up and over my head, and push the straps to my bathing suit down over my arms. My breasts spring free, and you lower your mouth to capture a nipple and suck. "I want you...." I say softly. "I know." you reply, "and we are getting to that ...." You are not to be rushed this time. You slip out from under the blanket, lowering me to lie down. You want me to be exposed, but know that I am not at that trust level yet. Just getting me to make love with you out in the open is a huge step forward. So, keeping that in mind, you make sure that I am not exposed, and reach up under the blanket to completely remove my suit. I can hear the water ripple, I can feel your hands, and I am seeing the stars ...... and not just the ones in the sky. I feel your hands move slowly up my thighs to my pussy, and part the lips tenderly. You have slipped under the blanket yourself, and now your mouth is busily sucking at my clit .... eliciting moans and cries of pleasure from me. You are going to make this moment last. You slip fingers into my pussy, finger fucking me to an orgasm. I arch, and you feel me ripple inside, suddenly flooding your hand with juices. "God you taste good!" you say as you suck the juices from me and from your fingers. I feel you begin to remove your clothing, and I look down. You are out from under the blanket: you are so bold ... and I see your frame coming into view. I never tire of looking at you. "I want to see you," you whisper, knowing that I have been looking at you in the moonlight. "No!" I cry, but you are insistent. "Let's go back to camp if that will make you feel better. I want to see you. All of you!" "No" I shoot back to you, " I want to make love with you here, where I can see the stars!" "Okay, but take away the blanket!" Reluctantly, I allow you to do so, because your hands begin to fan the flames of desire once again. "You are so beautiful" you say as you lower your mouth to me for another kiss. I suddenly feel vulnerable, but you do not allow me to squirm away from your grasp. Instead, you hold me close, murmuring your pleasure into my ear, until I begin to relax into our lovemaking. The night is so beautiful. Even more so as you carefully take me, thrusting your cock inside me and holding there as I cum. You always do that: bring me to the brink before entering me. It always feels so good to be possessed like that. "ohgodohgodohgodohgod" I say over and over again as wave after wave of pleasure wash over me. "Feel good?" you ask as you move in gentle circles, grinding my clit against your pubic bone. "OOOOHHHHHHH, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS...." I cannot remember ever feeling this fulfilled. You pull out of me, and take me into your mouth again, drinking my cum and letting it wet your face. You come up to me, allowing me to kiss and lick and suck at your mouth until I can taste myself between us. You roll me over, placing my back to you, and lift my leg, slipping your cock back into my pussy from behind. You reach around and play with my clit with one hand, and my nipple with the other, fucking me slowly. "Baby, I'm going to cum in you ..." you say pushing deeply into me. I feel your cock expand and then throb endlessly, you groan loudly into my ear. I lay in your arms, revelling in the fact that you have pushed me to a whole new level of trust and acceptance. In a moment, I feel you stir and pull the blanket up over us. "You okay??" you ask, knowing the steps I took today were real. "Yes," I say to you, looking into your eyes. You lean down to kiss me, and I realize that I have never felt safer than I do at this moment. I can hardly wait to see what you have in store for me tomorrow! Adventure in Trust Ch. 02 The next morning, I wake up to find myself naked and wrapped in your arms. I untangle myself carefully from your embrace and hastily pull your dress shirt on. It barely covers my ass, so I decide that I had better pull on some shorts as well. I think I remember where the bathrooms for this place are, and I begin the hike up the hill to take care of washing my face and hair. When I arrive at there, I realize that these bathrooms are equipped with crude showers, so I decide to undress and clean up all over. I step into the concrete stall, and pull the curtain closed behind me, allowing the warm water to rush over my naked body as I begin to soap myself. I hear the door to the bathroom open, but know that these showers are well away from the other areas. Suddenly, the curtain pulls back, causing me to jump and yelp with fright. You are standing there, naked, and step into the shower with me. I am completely soapy, but that doesn't stop you - - - in fact, you take the soap in your hands and begin to rub my body with it. Your hands feel so strong as they slip silkily over my muscles. You take the shampoo and wash my hair for me, massaging my scalp and causing me to almost go weak in the knees. Rinsing me off, you turn me toward you and take my face into your hands - - - pulling me close. Your lips find mine and we begin a slow, deep, wet kiss as my hand slides down between our bodies to grip your now-hardening cock. You are slightly soapy from standing against me, so my hand slips easily up and down your shaft causing you to moan against my mouth. The warm water washes over us as you turn me away from you once again, pushing me to bend at the waist. My hands automatically reach for the wall of the shower to support myself as you grip my hips and thrust forward. The water and my juices have made your entrance very easy indeed, but we are careful to be quiet. This is a public restroom, after all, and we are not sure if or when someone will come in. This just adds to the excitement as you glide in and out of my wet pussy. It's all I can do to suppress the joy that your cock is giving me at this moment. You reach around my waist and pull me toward you, sliding one hand up to grip my breast. You pull me up against your chest, and bend at the knees to continue to thrust inside me. Your other hand slips down between my legs to my clit, and massages me to a thunderous climax. You have to hold me tightly against you to support me as this orgasm leaves me unable to stand for a moment. You are kissing my shoulders and back - - - knowing how much I love that - - - while you hold still within me, still gently playing with my clit and allowing me to recover before beginning to thrust again. We are so quiet when we are fucking this time, but our bodies are talking in perfect harmony. I feel you begin to expand, and I drop down to my knees, taking you into my hand. I begin to stroke you and you cum - - - - and I allow the cum to splash on my face, in my hair. I suck the remaining drops from your cock as you take the shampoo once again and wash your cum from me. We dry and dress, and go back to camp for a little breakfast before you reveal what the day has in store for me. "Put on your hiking boots," you say, "because I've found something I want to show you." "Alright," I reply, and put on some heavy socks and my boots. I wonder what we are going to see. "It will take some time to get there... I think we will be there by noon..." your voice trails off. I notice that you have a rather large backpack. "Do I need to carry anything?" I ask. You turn and think a moment, and finally answer, "Um... that's your backpack over there. I've already packed everything you'll need..." I pick it up and begin to look inside, but you stop me. "No! You don't need to look in there just yet. Just trust me." I shrug at you and put the backpack around my shoulders. It's been a long time since I've been hiking, and even longer still since hiking with a backpack, but you somehow understand and take things slowly. You have figured that it would take some time, and even though the destination isn't far away, you have guessed at the time just about perfectly. I find myself standing, at near noon, at an open pool... below a beautiful waterfall. Luckily the rains from spring were enough to feed this magnificent site, so the water is cool and flows sparkling clear. You find a clearing and take the backpack from my shoulders as I stand and stare in awe the beauty that surrounds us. "Like it??" you ask as you come to stand beside me. "Oh, God! It's wonderful!" I say. You put your arms around my waist and hold me close to you, whispering in my ear, "It's even more beautiful now that you are here!" I feel myself blush hotly. You take my hand and lead me over to where you have set down the backpacks. You begin to pull things from them: a blanket, a bottle of wine, fruit, cheese, assorted things for a picnic lunch. Then you set me down, and say, "Now comes another lesson in trust" as you blindfold me. I feel so out of control and this feeling scares me a little. You sense my tension, and continue to talk to me softly... and then you begin to remove my clothing. First my boots, then my socks... then my shirt.. then my bra. I am half-exposed. You watch to see what my reaction will be. You don't touch me or even speak for a moment... the hiss of the waterfall covers any sounds that you might make. I begin to tremble and then to panic... just as I get on the brink, you touch me again. You are amazed at the effect just your hand on my skin has. I immediately begin to calm. You remove my shorts and then my underwear. I am completely exposed in this gorgeous setting. You sit behind me, and have me lie back across your lap. You begin to feed me... allowing me to savor each morsel of food as you offer it. You watch my face for signs of panic, careful not to push me TOO far. After lunch, you tell me to stand. I do and you take my hand and walk me to the pool, leading me into the cool water. My nipples immediately become erect and you just have to stop and take first one then the other into your mouth. I gasp at the sensation: the warmth of your mouth versus the coolness of the water. You lead us to the waterfall then under... the pool is only waist-deep. We stand, the water rushing against us, and kiss long and hard. I still cannot see, so I am surrounded by other sensory clues as to what is going on. Underneath the waterfall, there is a cavern in the rocks - - - just deep enough for two people. You gently lift me onto the rock ledge and step between my legs. You part my thighs and lower your head to suck my pussy. I feel the warmth of your breath on me long before your mouth touches me. "OHHHHHH!!" I moan in anticipation. I know that the curtain of water behind us will muffle any noises I care to make. Your tongue finally makes contact, laving up my slit to capture all my juices. "Jesus, you taste good!" you say then place your mouth back onto my pussy. The rocks bite into my back somewhat, but I find that I don't even care. I wrap my legs carefully around your shoulders - - - if only to get your tongue further into me. Your fingers finally find me and slip inside, driving me to a frenzy that only your cock will be able to continue. You are so hard. You love watching and hearing me cum, and I've been especially vocal this time. You move up onto the ledge with me. I am afraid that you will hurt your knees on the rocks, but you smile and say, "I really don't care. I want you so badly. You are so sexy, and this is just about as close to heaven as I have been in a very long time." I feel you grip my ass in your strong hands and pull me up, my pussy slaps wetly at your hips as your cock buries itself into me. "Oh, my God!" I groan, and kiss you. Your head then lowers and your mouth captures one of my nipples. Knowing this will drive me over the edge, you thrust deeply and at the same time bite gently down on the nipple, sending shock waves all over my body. "NNNNGNGGHHHHHH!" I arch and cum on your cock. "Good, eh??" you say smugly, thrusting hard against me. I am trembling so hard that I cannot even answer. Suddenly, I put my hands against your chest and push you away. For a moment, hurt confusion rolls across your face until I reach up and remove my blindfold. "Lie back!" I order you, and you lean back against a flat rock to the back of the ledge. I straddle your hips and lower my steaming pussy once again onto your cock. "MMMMMNNNNNNNNN..." you moan as you feel me engulf you. You thrust up into me and reach for my breasts, holding them and stroking the nipples with your thumbs. I lean over and kiss you deeply, whispering how good you feel inside me, telling you how much I love making love with you... how much I feel you - and for you. You feel my inner muscles grip you as I squeeze your cock each time I rise... and I feel your balls under my ass beginning to contract and spasm. "Where do you want to cum??" I ask you, sucking gently on your earlobe. "Ohhhhhhhhhh... please... let me cum inside you..." I push down on your cock so hard that you feel the head rubbing against my cervix. This sends electricity through you, and I feel you tense. "I'm ccccuuuummmmmiiinnnng..." you moan, arching up to drive even deeper still. I feel your heat flood me as I roll my hips to massage your cock. With each roll, I am pressing my clit against you - - - - I cum in a final jolt as you hold me tightly against you. "God, that was good!" you say after a few minutes, "but we'd better be getting back. It is going to be dark soon." You take my hand and lead me back across the pool to the other shore. Our blanket is still there, as well as our backpacks and clothes. We repack the backpacks and get dressed, and then head back toward camp. We talk the entire way, and you reach back to take my hand in yours, gently lacing your fingers between mine and stroking the outside of my thumb with yours. When we arrive back at camp, you ask me if I am hungry. "No.. are you??" "No, not particularly. I'm just tired." I agree, and we unload our backs. We sit down near the fire, you prop yourself up against a tree, with your back against a blanket. I curl up next to you and place my head on your chest. We spend time like that, entertwined, without needing to say a word. You stroke my hair and I feel myself relax more and more. I am awakened by the sun streaming through the trees and warming my face, to find myself still nestled against your chest near the tree where we had sat. I guess we WERE tired, indeed! Adventure in Trust Ch. 03 That sunlight on my face that morning would be the last of its kind. Radio reports said that a huge storm was brewing, and you made the decision then and there to pack up and head toward home. Little did I know that you had a little stop-over in mind. As we broke camp and reloaded our vehicle, angry black clouds rolled across the sky. I begin to worry, as I always do, about the impending storm but your nonchalant attitude keeps me somewhat calmer than I would have normally been. You just grin and wink at me when I express my sorrow at our weekend ending so abruptly. I'm not quite sure what to make of that. We get the car repacked and head back up the road just as the first raindrops begin to pelt the windshield. We begin to talk as we drive about our escapades in the woods ..... about how each of us feels about what we had done. I tell you how nervous I am knowing how out of character each and every step of the way had been for me. You just smile .... I think it warms your heart to think that you were responsible for pushing me to greater freedoms than I have ever known before. I press you to find out if my behaviour made you re-think this relationship. "Are you sure that you still want me in your life??" I ask ... knowing that you should never ask a question unless you are prepared to hear the answer. You turn your head slowly, an incredulous look passes over your face. "I cannot believe you are worried about that! I was the one asking for everything you did!" You reach to take my hand in yours, and I feel like I could fly. We continue to talk - - - about topics from large to small and everything in between. The miles fly by ..... I sing to the radio (off-key, as I am wont to do on occasion) and you tolerate it well. Suddenly, I realize that we are on an off-ramp. "Where are we going?" I ask, not recognizing any of the small town signs. "Don't you worry your pretty little head .... it's a surprise," you answer with a devilish twinkle in your eye. The rain is now falling in sheets, but you continue on into this little tiny town with one main street. At the end of the street, a large, Victorian-style house looms - - - the sign at the road reads "Bed and Breakfast". I begin to giggle. Now I know!! You pull into the modest driveway and find a place to park. We exit the car and make a break for the huge front porch. We still end up soaked anyway. Entering the lavish front door, we are greeted by a pleasant-looking woman. "Hello!" she smiles, "and welcome! Please, come in out of the rain!" "Do you have any rooms left?" you ask in a hopeful tone. "Why, yes. As a matter of fact, we have one room left," and she turns on her heels and skurries toward a large oak desk in the middle of the foyer. A computer sits on the desk, and she proceeds to ask you the pertinent questions to get us registered, and as you drone on, I roam about what would have been a sitting room had this been someone's home. I wander far enough to find the living area, complete with a roaring fireplace. The rain has cooled the air so much that a small fire has been built therein, and there are several guests snuggled about the room on beautiful vintage furniture. It is so cozy. I am admiring the artwork upon one wall when you walk up behind me and wrap your arms around me. You put your face in my hair and say, "We're all checked in. Our room is ready, and there is a whirlpool and a fireplace up there. We even have a balcony. I will go get the bags ... here is our key ... you go on up and unlock the room. The owner says that dinner is at 7." You thrust the key into my hand. A large number 7 glints gold from the key fob as I climb the large staircase. The landing opens up to a hallway with seven doors, each decorated with a gilt number on it. I search, and find our room at the very end of the hallway. Using the key, I open the door and it swings wide, revealing a beautiful room ... light, airy, and open .... with a large four-poster bed which dominates one entire wall. The antique quilts are pulled back on it, and this reveals the soft cotton sheets and large, fluffy pillows waiting for me to crawl inside and snuggle. An armoire, which holds a large television, stands to one side of the room; and French doors next to the bed open up onto a covered balcony, which is bedecked with white, cast-iron chaises with comfortable cushions - each big enough for two. At one end of the room, a large fireplace takes center-stage on the wall, the mantle holds gilded candelabras with white candles. The other end of the room opens into the master bath complete with jacuzzi tub. I just stand in the door and stare. You walk up the hall, carrying our bags. Setting them down inside the doorway to our room, you murmur, "wow!" and take me in your arms. I look out through the French doors and over the balcony just as a large lightening bolt flashes and the thunder rolls in just behind it. I jump and tremble in your arms. "What's wrong?" you ask, holding me closer still. "God, I hate storms. I always have...." I say, closing my eyes against the next bolt which is sure to follow. "Well, guess we'll have to make some better memories for you, then, won't we??" you say softly, kissing me on the forehead. My trembling subsids somewhat, and you suggest that I have a long bath and a nap before dinner. It is only mid-afternoon, after all - although the clouds darken the sky to more of a early evening light - and we have been busy almost non-stop for two and a half days. I agree, but ask if you would join me in the tub. You tell me to get undressed while you run the bath. I hear the water begin to run, and I open my bag to fish out something to put on after the bath. I have to laugh under my breath - - - this was not what I had packed for - - - - so I figure I will just settle for a t-shirt and loose shorts. Moments later, you appear in the doorway - - - naked - - - and announce that the bath is ready. I enter the bathroom to find that the tub is full of bubbles. You have managed to find a bottle of bubble bath, and now have the jacuzzi jets bubbling gently to keep the foam from dissipating. You are already ensconced in the tub, and I begin to undress. You watch me intently as I am slowly revealed to you once again. I then gingerly begin to lower myself into the tub with your hands to guide me. I sit down, my back to you, and lean back against you as the jets sooth away my worries for the moment. You wrap your arms lovingly around me, and together we just lie there and soak without needing to say or do anything. Occasionally, you turn and give me a gentle kiss on the cheek, but other than that, we just enjoy the warm water and bubbles. In a few minutes, you reach to pick up the shower handle that lies in its cradle on the side of the tub, and turn on the warm water. You wet my hair, and begin to wash it for me, massaging my neck and head as you do so. It feels so good to have your hands on me, taking care of me. When you finish, I turn and do the same for you. We let the water out of the tub and get out. We dry each other, dress, and retreat to the bed. I snuggle close to you and with each thunder clap, find myself wriggling even closer still. You don't seem to mind too much, preferring to stroke my hair until I am fast asleep. I awaken later to find you gone. I panic for a moment, a bit disoriented from the nap. I sit up in the bed trying to get my bearings. It is dusk now, and you have obviously been up for a while because candles are lit and give the room a warm, yet somewhat eerie, glow. About the time I decide to get up and look for you, the door to the suite swings open and you appear with a tray in your hands. "I didn't want to wake you, so I had them make us a tray for dinner so we could eat up here." I smile, and you sit the tray down on an end table near the fireplace. "C'mere ..." you take my hand, and wrap an afghan around me as I rise from the bed. I sit in one of the side chairs, and you take the other. We eat a simple, delightful meal together, talking all the while. Afterward, you set the tray full of empty dishes outside our door, blow out the candles, and we crawl back into the bed. You pull me up against you, and we try to settle on what to watch on television for a bit. I find myself getting sleepy again ... and I drift off in your arms. I suppose it is the sound of the wind that wakes me. It always does. I lie next to you and feel you breathing ..... but that does little to calm me. I carefully extricate myself from the bed, wrap the afghan around me, and curl up in the arm chair where I can see out of the window. The lightening and thunder escalate my fears, and I sit there, quietly trembling, and worry about the storm. Storms at night have always terrified me. You turn over in your sleep and reach for me, and realizing that I am not there, you sit up. "Are you okay?" you ask. "No .... the storm scared me." I reply, and you can hear the fear in my voice. You get up out of bed and come over to the chair, kneeling next to it and taking my hands in yours. "I am not going to let anything hurt you. Come back to bed with me." You rise, pulling me with you. When we get back to the bed, you sit me down on the edge and let me ease back onto the bed. You climb into the other side and cuddle me close to you, and begin to kiss me softly. "Ssshhhhh....." you say as another thunderclap causes me to jump. You continue to kiss me, and slowly begin to undress me. I really want to feel your hands on me - - - to feel your mouth on me. You take things very slowly, though. I feel you caress me, trying to alleviate my fears as well as fan the flames of desire. It is working, and I feel my body respond to your touch. You are so gentle with me, and I feel your mouth work its way down to my breasts. You tease my nipple with your tongue, and hold the other breast in the palm of your hand. Your hands slide down my body and push my shorts off, finding my wetness irresistible. You know that right now, what I need more than anything is tenderness and patience. Your hands find their way back up my body to my shoulders, and you begin to once again caress me softly, kissing my neck. Your mouth then takes possession of mine, and your tongue invades, dueling with my own. Suddenly, my worries dissolve, and all I know is the pleasure and love you are giving to me. Your hand goes back down my thighs, and I feel your fingers begin to part my lips. I gasp as you push two fingers into me, and your mouth begins a wet trail down my stomach to my clit. Oh, how I want you at this moment! The minute your hot breath warms me, I cum, arching against your stroking fingers and tongue. The feeling is so intense that I begin to cry, and this startles you. You take me into your arms and begin to talk softly to me .... I know you are worried that you have hurt me in some way. It takes me a moment to recover enough to explain that I am just completely and utterly overwhelmed by my feelings - - - and that is a good thing. You kiss my wet cheeks, and wipe the tears with gentle fingers. I reach between us and find your cock. It is hard and warm in my hand. I begin to kiss you, and I work my way down to your chest, taking one of your nipples into my mouth and sucking on it. I bite at it gently, drawing a gasp from you, and continue down your body until I have the head of your cock in my mouth. I want so much to give you as much pleasure as you have given me, yet with a stroke or two of my mouth, you pull me back up to you. "I want to make love to you," you say to me, and you gently lay me back on the pillows. I feel you hover over me, and take me into your arms, your hands on my ass. You pull me up to meet you as your bury your cock to the hilt in me. Your mouth is on mine again, as I feel you begin to move inside me. I feel so full, so fulfilled. I hear as you softly murmur in my ear how good this feels to you. Your hands come up to cup my breasts, you pinch my nipples causing me to arch against you. You raise up on your hands, your chest coming away from me. I reach and pinch your nipples gently, making you groan with delight. I reach down between us, feeling our bodies merging. It is so erotic, and it must turn you on to feel my hands on you as you are thrusting because you begin to moan in earnest now. As my hand continues to explore our union, I feel you tense and push deeply into me, exploding with such ferocity that you cannot hold yourself up. You collapse on me, smothering me with wet kisses and words of love. You move off of me, encouraging me to snuggle up closely, our naked bodies lying enterwined in a tangle of arms and legs. I have managed to completely forget about the storm as I drift off to sleep in your arms.