1 comments/ 35950 views/ 2 favorites Dark Night By: JulesP It was a dark and starless night, moonlight spilled across the king size bed and it’s only occupant. She was curled up in the middle under the light top sheet. As he stood in the doorway of the large bedroom he could feel himself stir at the sight of her. He grinned slyly and wondered to himself just how long she’d be able to stay impervious to his touch. He silently made his way over to the edge of the bed and settled himself lightly on the edge. She stirred slightly under the sheet, most likely dreaming. He ran his hand lightly over the curve of her hip and thigh, feeling the strong muscle and soft skin. She moaned softly and stretched her hands over her head, in doing so the sheet slipped down and showed her ample chest under the sheer nightgown she wore. He caught his breath as he noticed her nipples hardening in the cool air. She whimpered softly as she felt them harden in her sleep, her lips parted and her pink tongue slipped out and moistened her full, lush lips. Her legs moved sinuously against each other under the smooth sheet as she groaned softly, her hips thrusting against an imaginary lover. He watched her and felt himself grow to rock hardness in an instant. He wondered if she was already wet, it seemed so by the dream she was having. He reached out slowly and slid his finger against her hard nipple. She gasped, catching her lower lip between her teeth and still not waking as her heels dug into the mattress beneath her. He slowly reached over and pulled the top sheet away from her delectable body. He could see that the sheer nightgown had ridden up in her sleep and was bunched around her waist. She didn’t wear any panties to bed, never had. Her eyes flashed open as she felt the cool night air on her almost bare body. A flash of panic came across her eyes, and then she realized whom it was. She smiled up at him and beckoned him to join her on the bed. He complied eagerly and willingly. He caught her mouth with his and moved her to lie on her back once again. His hands trailed slowly from her shoulders, down to her chest to cup the generous breasts he found there. His thumbs circled the hard pebbled nipples as she groaned into his mouth. Her hips moved against his eagerly as his mouth moved away from hers and trailed along her jaw and down her neck. His hands slid down her body and held on to her hips, keeping them still. He trailed his mouth along her collarbone and down to her breasts. He looked up at her as he licked the nipple that was straining against the material of her gown. She caught his gaze and ran her fingers through his hair and brought his mouth back to hers for a hard, deep kiss. He caught hold of her nightgown by the front and ripped it open, exposing her breasts to the cool air. Her breath hissed through her teeth as he pushed her back onto the bed and tore the gown away from her body, tossing it to the floor. He then ripped his own shirt open, not caring where the buttons went. Her eager hands ran up his chest to flick and gently pinch his nipples. She raised up off of the bed and ran her tongue around first one and then the other, then blowing on them to harden them just as much as hers were. His hands fisted in her hair as he bent her back and latched onto one of her nipples. Teasing it with his tongue and nibbling on it. He moved back and forth between the two until she was begging him to finish. He ran his hand down her flat stomach to the juncture between her thighs. He ran one finger up and down her slit, pausing with each upstroke to circle her tight little clit. She moaned loudly, her head thrashing from side to side on the bed. Her hands moved up to cup her breasts, her fingers squeezing and pinching her nipples. His other hand moved to unbutton and unzip his jeans. He shoved them off of his hips and told her to spread her legs wider. He cupped her hips in his hands and lowered his head to her. She shouted out with pleasure as his tongue speared her. He flicked his tongue against her clit several times and smiled up at her. She was thrashing wildly now; he had to hold onto her hips to keep her still. Suddenly, he flipped onto his back and brought her astride him. She gasped at the sudden change then smiled as she circled her hand around his shaft. First she teased him, like he had teased her. She ran the head of him against her soft, wet lips, not ever letting him gain entrance. Then she slowly let just the tip of him slide inside her hot, tight body. Slowly, inch by excruciating inch she impaled herself on his shaft. He was gritting his teeth trying not to grab her hips and slam into her. She was so tight, and wet! As she slid down to the hilt she sat motionless for a few moments. Then she reached back and propped her hands on his thighs, slowly she started to lean back. He groaned loudly in pleasure as he felt her squeeze him even tighter. He gripped her hips hard, and slid out of her, then back in. Growling, knowing he can’t take any more, he rolls her onto her back and slides into her all the way. She gasps at the depth of his thrust; he slows asking if she’s ok. She nods and wraps her legs around him, urging him to go faster and deeper. He reaches between them and circles his fingers around her clit, gently tugging on it the way that he knows she likes. This sends her over the edge; she grips his shoulders and screams as her orgasm crashes over her. He slows letting her enjoy her orgasm, when he feels she’s almost done he starts thrusting, each thrust getting deeper, going faster. He rises up on his knees and grips her thighs, pulling her on to him, watching himself slide in and out of her hot, wet sheath. She watches him, still writhing from her orgasm. He slides both hands down to where her thigh meets with her hips, and presses both thumbs gently against her clit. He begins moving them in circles, one going one way and one going the other. She quivers beneath him and tightens around him. He bends over her and takes a nipple into his mouth, he begins to pump into her furiously, and his thumbs stilled as he gripped her hips hard and sucked her nipple to a hard peak. The intensity of her moans grows as does his. He stiffens above her, thrusts into her hard once more, just as her sheath tightens in her second orgasm, he screams in pleasure as he pours himself into her. She slides her arms around his neck and wraps her legs around his waist keeping him inside of her. He moans as he collapses to his back bringing her with him. She laid her head on his chest and listened to him breath as he fell asleep, thinking of the many ways she could wake him up. Dark Night The sun starts to slowly fall a slight cool breeze blowing in my face, the musical sounds of birds chirping and the last minute sounds of wild life filled the air. Thinking to myself, “I had better start back to camp”. I stand, put on my daypack, brush the dirt off my pants and start to slowly descend from the mountain. It was early September and once again, I was archery hunting the east side of the Cascade Mountains for Elk. I had been hunting with friends for 16 years, but this year I found myself alone. I wasn’t afraid to be alone, for I knew these woods like the back of my hand, every creek, hill, and drainage were like old friends. Stopping to drink out of the cold crystal clear creek, I can see in the distance; the ridge top that will take me back to camp, “I’d better quicken the pace”, I thought to myself. Finally cresting the last hilltop, I can see the valley below where my camp awaits. The bright moonlight shines through the trees as I make my way down the hill. Stopping briefly, to tighten my pack straps I suddenly hear the tall tail sounds of Elk approaching! One by one, the ghostly images pass, I stand quietly, not wanting to scare them, enjoying the sounds of these magnificent animals. Then, as quickly as they came they were gone! Excitement coursed through my body, “Wow, not to many people get to experience that”. I thought to myself. The closer I got to my camp, the more vivid shadows dancing off the trees that surround my camper became. “Great, one of my friends must be there”, “can’t wait to tell them of my encounter tonight”. As I emerge from the dark forest, I see a single person by the fire, and wonder to myself, “who that could be”? With two hundred yards to go, I can feel the strain of the three-mile hike. My body aches and I’m exhausted, but the thought of a stranger in my camp forces me to quicken my pace. As I merge from the shadows of the twilight into the glimmering light of the fire, my eyes fill with tears. Shivers of elation course through my body! Frozen in my tracks, I yell her name, unconscious of the sounds escaping my mouth. She looks around startled for a moment and then, as her eyes adjust to the form standing just outside the light of the fire, she stands and runs to me. Before I can drop my pack or lay down my bow, she is upon me. Her arms holding me tightly, she kisses me passionately. Breaking the kiss, “when and how did you get here?” I ask. “An hour ago”, she replied and went on to explain how she had called one of my friends from the airport, and that he had safely delivered her to my camp. Not being able to stay, he showed her around the campsite, opened the camper with his spare key, started the fire and left. As I walked her to the camper, she said, “I have missed you so much that I had to be with you, I couldn’t stand being away from you any longer”. Hearing these wonderful words made my heart soar. “You are never away from me, you live in my dreams and in my heart, and now before me my dreams have come true”. Embracing her tightly, we kissed, her hand traveling down to the front of my pants and she lightly strokes me. A moan escaped my mouth as our kiss deepened. Pulling away, “Honey, I need a shower, want to take one with me”? “You have a shower up here”, she asked. “Never leave home without it”, I replied. Dropping my daypack, I started to get undressed. As I removed the last bit of clothes, I could feel her eyes upon me. “Are you going to come with me or just stand there?” I asked. Looking puzzled she asked, “Where is the shower?” “Outside!” I said, pointing to a make shift shower. Her eyes beamed bright and a smile appeared on her face, “Is it going to be cold”? “No I have all the hot water we need, and don’t worry, no one around for miles”! Removing her clothes, my knees became weak. Her body resembled that of a goddess. Still nicely tan from the summer, her skin a golden brown. She has firm full round breasts with pointy nipples, which continually become hard as the cool air sweep over them. Her slender legs with well-defined muscles from hours at the gym lead to nicely painted delicate toes. But what was this? She was clean-shaven! As my eyes cascaded down her body, the desire in me almost became intolerable. Attempting to recollect myself I commented, “We need towels!” but as I moved around her, her hand grabbing my swollen member. “Please, not now”, I said with a quivering voice. She laughed and smiled. Escorting her to the shower, I wrapped both towels around her and then started the process of making hot water for the shower. In seconds, the water coming from the creek was hot. The steam rising into the air added to the clouds in the sky. I tested the water and helped her in, then carefully entered myself. With a single flickering lantern hanging above, I could see every detail of her body, from her beautiful eyes to her red painted toes. She is indeed a goddess, “I thought”. Reaching for the soap, I brushed against her hard nipples. A slight, almost inaudible moan escaped her lips. As I stood, she put both arms around my neck and pulled me to her, crushing her breasts against my chest. The warmth of her pressed against me felt so wonderful; it had been years since I had felt a body next to mine. With my hands on her face, I lifted her chin and passionately kissed her. She spontaneously started to grind herself into me. While kissing her, I started to soap her body from her neck to her ass, caressing anywhere that I could reach. Breaking the kiss, I looked deeply into her eyes and knelt. Taking one of her feet, I placed it on my knee and lathered her leg from her pretty toes to just below her pussy, and then I continued the process with the other leg. Each time I came close to her pussy, a soft moan would escape her lips. Standing, I lathered my hands and slowly slid them down towards her beautiful shaven pussy. With slow circular motions, I softly caressed her outer thighs, and then move to the inside. Never breaking eye contact, I then slid a soaped finger into her delicate mound, softly and ever so slowly as I began to rub. She was now pushing her mound hard against my hand, while bracing herself against me. Within seconds she started to shake and with a load “YES!” she came. Smiling, I gently rubbed her while holding her tight while she recovered. With a wicked smile, she pushed me back, grabbed the soap and said; “Now it’s my turn!” With her delicate hands she worked her magic; making sure never to touch my hard throbbing member. She made sure every inch of my body was clean, then she leaned forward kissed my ear and whispered, “I think I have forgotten something”! Slowly, she knelt down, trailing her hands down my body as she knelt, until she was level with my cock Wrapping her soapy hands around the base, she started to slide her hand up and down. I had to hold onto the bar, which held the shower together as her hands worked their magic. She then rinsed my cock and looking into my eyes slowly slid me into her mouth. What a feeling! I had never felt anyone give me this much pleasure with a mouth. I couldn’t remove my eyes from her as she slid my cock from her mouth and using the tip of her tongue lightly pressed it into the hole, then swirled her tongue around the head. Sucking my cock back into her mouth she started moaning which sent shivers up my spine. This was too much for me, almost yelling I exploded in to her mouth. She never missed a drop, sucking and licking till my cock became soft. With my weakened arms, I picked her up and kissed her deeply. After the kiss, she whispered, “did you enjoy that”? At a loss for words, I hugged her tightly and kissed her neck. Regaining my strength, I turned the water off; and playfully we helped each other dry off. I carried her to the camper, where I placed her in the middle of the bed and covered her, warming her body as she warmed my soul. Patting the bed besides her she asked, “ coming?” “With you always”, I replied, “but need to take care of a couple of things, please stay in here, I won’t be long”. The cold mountain air filled my lungs with each breath, as refreshing, as it was I hurriedly finished the last chore and went inside. She was already in peaceful slumber when I entered. Her breasts rising and falling with each breathe. I stood there not wanting to wake her, but also desperately needing her. “An angel is sleeping in my bed”, I thought to myself. So without waking her, I backed out of the partitioned room, grabbed a sleeping bag and went to sleep on the couch. Sleeping came fast; I was exhausted. Sweet dreams of my love filled my head. The next thing I knew, I was hearing a soft sexy voice and a kiss on my ear, “wake my love for we have unfinished desires”. The cold air swept over my body as the zipper of my bag slid open. As she climbed on top of me I could feel the coldness of her skin, “how long have you been standing there?” I asked. “Not long” she replied, “then I shall make you toasty warm”. Saying this, I pulled her to me and held her tight while rubbing her body with my hands. We kissed as lovers, never wanting to stop, until she reached down and grabbed my hard swollen cock with her hand. “Are you trying to bruise me with this”, she asked? “Not on your life”, I replied. Trying to slide down my body, I stopped her. The pleading in her eye’s said all the words not spoken. I opened the sleeping bag, lifted her off of me, and carried her to the bed. “Now we can really enjoy each other”, I said to her. Side by side, with her feet near my head and mine near hers, we gave each other oral pleasure. Her sweet bald pussy, was delicious, her nectar lighter than air, almost evaporating inside my mouth. Sucking and licking sounds along with moans of pleasure filled the room. At the same moment we came together, exploding into each other’s mouths. We licked and sucked until both of us couldn’t stand anymore. Satisfied for the moment, I moved around till I was facing her. Kissing deeply, we tasted each other’s juices. I then bent down to her magnificent breasts and sucked each nipple till the excitement inside her became overwhelming. Pushing me onto my back, she straddled me. She then bent and sucked my nipples, one by one, sending electrical shocks up and down my spine. With our passion building, my hardened throbbing cock found her wet tight pussy and with a slight forceful push upward, I entered her. A moan escaped her lips as I inched my way inside. Buried deeply, we lay there, basking in the exquisite pleasure of each other. With small, almost unnoticeable circular motions, she started to move. With each upward thrust, she would push forward, until we reached a steady unified rhythm. Our bodies glistened with sweat; she gasped and said, “Almost there!” “Fuck me harder!” “Yessssss”. Now, pounding into her, I could feel her pussy muscles, tightening around my cock. I could feel her climax approaching, as well as mine. With one final thrust, I buried my cock deep inside her and came as she did. Exhausted, she lay on top of me, our hearts beating as one and she kissed me deeply and passionately. Sadness fills my heart as I start the long climb up the mountain. I long to be with her, I need her, I lust for her. Images flood my mind of her, but I know full well, that the dream of her was just that – A Dream. Stopping briefly, I tighten my daypack straps, look down into the valley and vanish like the dream into the dark wilderness. Dark Night with an Old Flame "I am here. 56C. Come see me when you can." That's all the email said. My heart started pounding as I read those words. He was here, finally. I could feel myself start shaking. I left the internet café, and headed in the direction of the trailers. Before I knew it, I was running at full sprint down the pallet sidewalk. I could hear the gravel under my boots, and the beating of my heart in my ears. He was here. I hadn't seen him in two years. It seemed like a dream. He's here. In Iraq. On this installation. I was freaking out on a scale that was unheard of. Even for me. It was as though I couldn't get there fast enough. I came to the first row of trailers, and started looking at the numbers painted on the doors. 56B. 56C. 56D. I knocked on the door, and backed up a step. I couldn't breathe. The thought of him on the other side of the door was making me short of breath. The door opened, and I was inside like a shot. His arms were around me, and I could've passed out. He was here, in the flesh. The tears rolled down my cheeks. He was here! The man I loved more than anything was here, in my arms. His lips met mine, and the next thing I knew, we were pulling each other's clothes off. Who knew desert uniforms came off so quickly, boots included. We tumbled onto the bed, lips locked and hands all over each other. Two years hadn't done anything to quell the passion we had for each other. We were both eager to be skin on skin as soon as possible. Suddenly we were naked, our skins rubbing against each other, tongues sliding over skin, and hands roaming. His mouth left mine and went to my breasts, flicking each nipple with his tongue. My nails clawed his back as his fingers entered my wet pussy. I rocked against his fingers, taking them deeper into me, and soaking them in my juices. In moments, he had me near orgasm, but I wanted to taste him. I hadn't had his cock in my mouth in a long time, and I longed for the feel of it as I sucked and licked him to ecstasy. I pushed him off of me, and onto his back. Spreading his legs, I dove right into his cock, taking it as deep into my throat as I could. He was bigger than I remembered, but I kept going. Long, swirling lollipop-style licks and light sucks at the tip, until he was bucking against me in pleasure. I wrapped a hand around his cock, and moved my mouth lower, to his balls, and gently sucked one into my mouth. I twirled my tongue around it, and felt it contract towards his body, then did the same to the other one. All the while, I used my hand to keep up stroking his cock. He was gasping by then, and pulled me up to his chest, forcing my legs to straddle him. I felt his hard cock against my wet pussy, and in one stroke he took me. My eyes went wide as his cock filled me, like never before, and I gasped at his size. He was buried to the base, and I could feel every vein, every ripple of that hard cock, stretching me to accomidate him. I could barely rock on him, he impaled me so deeply I could hardly move. Putting my hands on his chest for leverage, I dragged my pussy up and down the length of his cock, slowly at first, then a little quicker, as I got used to his girth. He'd never felt like this in the past, and it was heaven! The faster I rocked, the faster his breathing came, and once I found my rhythm, I was set. I couldn't sit all the way up on him without pain, I so I rode him, leaning over him. His mouth played with my nipples as I rode him, both going faster the closer we got to orgasm. We both came at the same time, and my body felt like it turned into putty in his hands. He grabbed onto my hips, keeping my pussy locked around his cock, as he thrust into me harder and harder. Bodies spent from that session, I collapsed on the bed, half on him, his arm draped over my middle, and we both fell asleep. The desert sun shone in my eyes, waking me up, and every muscle I had felt sore and well worn that next morning. I turned over to greet my love, and was startled out of the bed. I scrambled out, a cry escaping me. He turned over, in reactions, and groggily opened his eyes. He shot up to a sitting position as quickly as I'd jumped out of the bed. Before me wasn't the dark haired, dark complected man I loved, but a blonde haired, fair skinned guy with freckles. I threw my uniform on as quickly as possible, trying to leave. Neither one of us spoke, just kept glancing nervously at the other. As I left, I looked back at the room number on the door. 56B. Ooopps.