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Loving You

By: Lacey Garter



You lay in bed... waiting for me to come out of the shower. I take extra care in all those special places... My body comes alive with the feel of the soap on my skin... my mind wanders and I start to imagine your tongue... touching me... on the most sensual places of my body. I almost allow my mind to drift to the place where I lose everything to oblivion, but I stop myself. I want to be ready and eager for your kisses... your caresses. Slowly I dry myself with the towel... humming to myself. I walk into the bedroom and put on cologne... something soft and sweet. I turn to look at you... and your eyes are closed. Hmmmm... I think... I guess I took too long. 

Moving over to the bed... I sit on the edge of the bed... and look down at your sleeping face. You look so peaceful... my eyes caress you... like a hand. Reaching up I follow the line of your eyebrow... and I bend and kiss your nose. You stir... I stop. Your breathing goes back to the rhythm it was before I touched you... Very slowly I remove the covers off your sleeping body. My eyes go over the length of you... taking in every curve and muscle. I'm torn between wanting to touch you and wanting you to sleep. .Without even trying... that familiar wave of heat starts to take over my body. I find myself closing my eyes and thinking about the way your mouth feels on my skin. The wetness between my legs becomes very evident. I start to squirm a little... Bending over... I lightly run my tongue across your lips. Tasting the saltiness of your mouth. Your breathing starts to change. You open your lips, just enough for me to push my tongue inside. The heat of your mouth... sends me into a spin. Your tongue starts to move around mine and we play back and forth. Pulling myself away I run my tongue up your cheek... kissing and licking on the way to your ear... Nibbling your ear lobe... whispering to you that I want you. 

You moan. Torn between wanting to sleep and wanting to satisfy your needs and satisfy my needs. You're not ready to give in yet. I can tell I have my work cut out for me... after all, when you make up your mind... you're very strong willed. My lips go down to your eyelids and gently try to kiss them open. I can see a faint flutter... and my heart skips. I watch you. Tracing every line of your face in my memory. When I close my eyes... I can see you. Slowly I open my eyes and you are looking at me. We hold our gaze... for only a brief moment... but it is such a look, that it would take a life time to forget. Bending down... our lips meet again. This time more passionately. Reaching your arms up, you pull me to you. My breasts push into your chest. I can feel my nipples hardening from the stimulation. Gently we caress each others faces... murmur those words... that only lovers exchange. 

I move away from your face and continue to make my way down your body. Kissing your neck... nuzzling it. Our breathing ... quickens. My tongue slowly licks down your chest. Stopping only to take a nipple into my mouth... A sigh escapes your mouth. My tongue flicks all around and gently with my teeth... I pull on your nipple... flicking it quickly with my tongue. You reach up and grab my breasts... moving your hands around and around in a circular motion over my nipples... I moan... and close my eyes. My head starts to sway from side to side... Before I can compose myself you have thrown me over on the bed and our positions are now reversed. You loom over me... your eyes full of passion. I reach up caress your cheeks... moving my hands to the back of your head... I gently pull you towards my chest. My nipples become erect... thinking of your mouth. Instead you bend and kiss my neck. I moan. You go between kissing and licking... and then nibbling. My whole body is alive now... I can feel your ... need for me growing with each flick of your tongue... each kiss... each caress. 

My body is so alive now... I can only think of one thing... and that is release. Your mouth comes down hard on my breasts... gently taking my nipple into your mouth. I gasp... and then let out a slow exhale. My hips start to move. The wetness between my legs... spreading. My hands caress your sides and move up to your back... gently at first... and then increasing the pressure. I can feel your hand moving down my belly to my most sensitive area of my body. Gently you push open my legs... I moan. Breathlessly waiting for you to touch me... Slowly you move your finger around my clit... wetting it with my juices. My hips start to move ... My hands... digging into your back now. 

Your mouth leaves my breasts and follows the same trail as your fingers... I can hear myself say... yes baby... yes. The heat of your tongue touching my most sensitive part... my clit... sends spasms of pleasure throughout my body. Breathlessly I wait for your tongue to do... the magic that it does to me. Slowly it moves up and down my clit... stopping and sucking and then flicking back and forth again... I can feel myself losing my grasp on reality... but I don't want the feeling to end. Sensing my orgasm... you stop. I moan and look up at you. 

Climbing back on top of me... you bend and kiss me. Hard... your cock pressing into my pubic area... you grinding it into me... around and around and around. I hear myself let out a whimper. My hands reach up and grab your nipples and pinch them... You bend and take mine into your mouth... biting just enough to send waves down my body into my pussy. I moan and move my hips around and around and then up to you. I start to plead with you... Oh Please... please... I want you. Fuck me now... please. You reach your hand around and push two fingers inside of me. I grab them and start to ride your hand... I look up and you... my eyes glazed over and ask you so sweetly... please. You smile at me... I reach and touch your cheek... You turn and slowly lower your mouth to my pussy... I moan... Your straddle me so your cock is over my face...

...I take you into my hand and flick the tip of your cock with my tongue. It jumps..you bury your face in between my legs..taking my clit into your mouth and flicking it with your tongue. Gasping...I suck you in deeper into my mouth..my hands running up and down your ass... I can feel you pushing your fingers inside me. Your tongue...your fingers..my hips...all in a rhythm that is indescribable. You start to move your hips up and down and push your cock in and out of my mouth. I squeeze my lips hard around you...pulling on you as you move in and out of my mouth. 

Before long we are both moving at the same pace. Your mouth and fingers are sending unbelievable waves of pleasure throughout my being...I find myself pushing my hips up and grinding my pussy into your face....you lick faster..ooooooohhhhh.. I can feel myself falling into that place where it goes..where pleasure is so great..you can't explain. Again..I lift my hips up to you..this time holding and squeezing tightly on your fingers... As if you can sense my orgasm..you lick faster..push deeper and harder.. My hips fall to the bed...you pump faster into my mouth..I pull harder on you.. Again..I rise to meet you...this time unable to hold back..my pussy begins to spasm...hard. 

Your tongue goes inside me now and you suck along with each sweet spasm... I grab your ass with my hands and push you deeper inside me..I want you to cum now. I want you to feel the pleasure that I felt. Your hips are moving so fast now..I can feel you growing inside my mouth..and I ready myself for your cum.. Your breathing makes me wild..I know that soon I will be tasting you. You reach around and grab my head..holding me hard to you and let out a cry and your cock starts to spasm in my mouth.. I continue sucking and swallowing ..sucking and swallowing...until you...relax and roll to the side of me. I turn myself around and climb down to the end of the bed where you are laying. drained. I look down and you and you smile..bending I kiss you. 

We taste each other...rolling over, I find my place within your arms....tell you how happy you made me and fall asleep with you around me.

Loving You



The candles flickering in the background, along with the soft jazz emanating from hidden speakers, create a romantic atmosphere for two people already consumed with desire for one another. Black lingerie and a provocative perfume complete the scene...all that's needed now is the act... 

You gently ease me onto the huge bed, taking care to brush my hair back from my face, gently, with just your fingertips brushing my skin. Your touch is so soothing, yet at the same time electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my entire being. You lie down beside me, turned on your side so that we may kiss, and gaze intently into my eyes, wide with anticipation of what is to come. You smooth your hand over my cheek, tracing the outline of my jaw, and lift my chin to meet your parted lips. 

Your kisses are gentle, yet urgent...your passion stirs and begins to awake. Your tongue whispers messages of desire to mine, softly probing, tickling past mine with feather-light strokes. Your hand finds its way to my breast, encased in black lace and satin, your favorite combination. You squeeze the flesh tenderly, just enough friction to make the nipple harden. Pulling the lace down to expose the pink nub, you grin at me crookedly...I know this is the part you love. Your tongue traces circles around my erect button, and then you take as much of me into your mouth as you possibly can, filling yourself with the silken skin. 

I move my hand to your cock, still imprisoned in the silk boxers that look so sexy on you. I feel your rigidity, and it pleases me...to know that you want me so much already. I lightly tease you through the material, tracing the outline of you with just a finger. Drawing circles where the sensitive head is, I wait for the moment that it feels too good, and you suck in your breath, before I stop. 

I gaze into your eyes, see into your soul, know that the feeling is mutual, and move on. I slip my hand inside the waistband and feel you retreat just a little. I love it that you are so ticklish there...it makes things more interesting. Feeling your hardness excites me even more, and a small sigh escapes from my lips as I softly stroke the length of your shaft... 

I move the shorts away from the prize within, and lean down to make the stakes a little higher. I chance a quick glance up at your face, to see the pleasure and excitement building, before I move on...With just the tip of my tongue, I lick your rock-hard cock from base to tip...linger there for as long as you will allow, then begin, oh, so slowly, to take you far into my mouth. You're so full, so engorged at this moment that I can't even take the full length of you...but then, that doesn't deter me. I keep going down, farther, and farther still, opening my mouth wide to take you all inside. Slowly, gently, moving my head up.... and down.... up.... and down.... 

A moan escapes your lips as the feeling overtakes you. You could come so easily at this moment..."Not yet," you whisper, even though I know how badly you need that release. I pull back, move up to kiss you again, this time no gentleness, only raging passion, our tongues accosting each other in a fierce battle. I can't get enough of your lips...the fullness of them, their supple texture...the pure sensuality they emit. 

My hand finds its way once again to your tool, and I grasp you firmly, stroking you until I see a glistening drop of your sweet juice appear on the head...you jump just a little as I deftly whisk it away with a flick of the tongue... 

In one smooth motion, you are astride me, my legs spread wide with you between them...I couldn't move, even if I wanted to...you are so strong, especially at times like this one, times when you want to have your way with me. You lean over and start untying the tiny ribbon bows that are holding together the front of my teddy. Odd for you, you start at the bottom and work your way up...I am so used to your releasing my breasts first so you can play...but not tonight...tonight you want to waste no time playing. You want the tight, hot folds of my box encircling that throbbing meat, grasping it tighter and tighter.... 

Slipping the thin satin straps over my shoulders to reveal my full, heaving bosom, you caress me with your eyes, taking in the view as if it's the first time...it always feels like the first time with you, because every encounter is so deliciously special. Once you see me lying there, fully naked, exposed skin glistening in the candlelight, your will to take things slowly is weakened...you rush to remove your boxers so that you may feel the slippery, soft tunnel you have come to call home...feel it, and fill it. 

You plunge two fingers inside, wanting to be sure that I am ready for you. I gasp at the suddenness of it, though I am already dripping with juices in anticipation of what is to come. You work your fingers around inside me, toying with the spot you know drives me wild, pulling out when I start to grind back....no, we will come together, just as we always do....share the moment of ecstasy with one another in the ultimate culmination of our love. 

I want you so badly at this moment that I can no longer stand to be without you, and I grasp your butt cheeks and draw you into me, slowly, feeling every.....single.....inch.....as we sink together into the abyss. You hold your breath the entire time, exhaling only when you are fully submerged inside me, savoring this fine moment of total joy...ahhhhh, to have you filling me is heaven....... 

Your movement startles me, a flex of muscles inside my wetness....and I flex back, grasping you tightly with my walls. You lean in and begin to move, gently kissing my neck with each thrust of your hips against mine. Feeling your hot breath on my neck is making me wild with passion, making me want to scream out for you to take me there, take me to the place we both want to be....but I hold back, I have waited too long for this night, waited in my dreams...... 

You position yourself so that my legs are drawn wide, opening me fully to allow you access...you lift up my ass and slide a pillow underneath to raise my hips up to your level.....then you begin to rain down a torrent of quick, hard thrusts, going so far inside me I think I will surely explode. I feel the head of your cock knocking at the door to my womb.....let me in, let me in......it seems to chant. If I could open any further for you, I would...I'd gladly let you crawl inside of me and fill me even fuller... 

This pounding goes on for some time, each thrust making it more and more difficult for me to keep my cool...I want to come, to tighten around you and work the luscious cream from you. Oh...God...yes...it's building, gaining momentum like a runaway train on a downhill track...I know the end is near, as I hear you catch your breath..."Come with me, baby"...from behind clenched teeth...Ah, yes...there it is... 

The convulsions rack my body as the muscles contract...at this moment, there is nothing...only the blissful tingling that envelops my nerve endings...running from head to toe and back again...At that precise instant, I feel the warmth of you filling me to the brink, flooding me with your emotion...I grasp you tighter, digging my nails into your rear and pulling you even closer to me...savor the moment, let it wash over us...mmmmmmm. 

You collapse onto the pillow behind me, your energy gone. "I love you," you whisper softly in my ear. We lie there for a few moments, unwilling and unable to let go...then you lose your hardness and slip away. You roll to the side, and turn once again to kiss me, deeply, meaningfully...stroke my shoulder with your fingertips, tracing hearts on my skin... 

"I love the way you look afterwards," you tell me. "The way your eyes glow, the way your skin glistens with a sheen of perspiration, the way your hair is mussed...you are beautiful to me." I will remember these words later, when we are doing something totally unrelated to this act of love, and the warm, fuzzy feeling in my stomach will return to satisfy me. 

As sleep overcomes our will to remain connected in the moment, you pull me closer to you and I nuzzle my face in the hollow of your neck. I begin to drift off, a hint of a smile playing on my lips, and know that my dreams will be of you...



Loving You



I grab your hair from behind and pull you back to me. I lean down and you feel my hot breath on your neck. My rough cheek gently scratches your tender skin. I gently nibble on your neck, pulling your head back. You can feel my hardness pressing into the cleft of your buttocks as I reach around and softly stroke your nipple, making it come alive under my fingers. I gently stroke the curve of your breast from the middle of your chest, down and around to the outer swell, up toward the armpit. Gently, with the lightest of touch. My fingers continue over the top of the breast, and slowly spiral in toward the hard nipple. As my finger tips reach the nipple, I pinch it, HARD, while tightening my grip on your hair.

You can feel the coarse hair on my muscular chest against the soft skin on your back. Your hands clench, yearning to touch me. But that is not allowed yet. I quickly spin you around to face me, your eyes looking up into my deep brown eyes, begging for more. I pull your head back and press my lips to yours, my tongue snaking into your mouth, tasting you.

I break the kiss and pick you up in my strong arms. I cover the short distance to the bed in an instant and lay your naked body in the center of it. I reach under the pillow and pull out a blindfold, which I place over your eyes.

"Now be good, or I'll have to tie you down."

I start by running my fingers lightly down your neck, over your shoulders and down your arms, bringing up goose bumps at the gentle touch. Back up your arms, dragging my nails over your skin. I slide my hands down your chest, over your breasts, coming close to, but not touching your sensitive nipples. You gasp, as my fingers just graze your nipples, then move away.

My hands move slowly down your stomach, feeling every inch of you. You flinch as my touch tickles your sides.

Down, down, closer to where you are yearning for me to be. My hands move over your hips and slide inward toward your cleft, but move away before reaching your swollen lips.

I move lower, sliding my hands down your smooth legs, stroking, caressing, down to your feet.

"Turn over," I command. You quickly lie on your stomach, not wanting to upset me.

I begin at your feet, gently massaging your soles, your heels, your toes. I place one of your toes in my mouth and gently suck on it, lightly letting my teeth scrape it. Ever so slowly, I continue up your legs, massaging your calves. You jump as I quickly lick the area behind your right knee, sending shivers over your body.

I am at your thighs, kneading the flesh with more force now. I move up and stroke your buttock, gently pulling them apart to show the tender rosebud hiding between them. I bend down and gently bite the area where your cheek meets your leg, and you moan.

I move higher, using my lips now, more than my hands. My coarse beard glides over the tops of your buttocks toward your lower back. I lick the small of your back, and then gently blow on it, giving you more goose bumps and making you shiver in delight. You can feel my hard cock rubbing against the soles of your feet, its head leaking, making it slide even easier.

I crawl up your back, kissing and nibbling as I go. My tongue leaving a damp trail and my beard scratching you, making you wish for more. At your neck, I pull back your hair and gently kiss your sensitive flesh. My rock hard cock is so close to your waiting pussy, you can feel its heat. Then without warning, I quickly move off of you. You moan in frustration.

I grab your body and turn you over onto your back. "Remember, you are not allowed to touch me," I command. "If you do, I will stop and walk away."

I look at your body. The swell of your breast, the curve of your hip. It is beautiful. You lie there, not knowing what I am going to do, and not able to see me because of the blindfold. You are quivering in excitement. I can see your juices starting to seep from you in anticipation of what is to come.

I kneel by your side and bend down so that my head is between your slightly parted thighs. You can feel my breath on your soft nether lips. I firmly grasp your thighs and spread them further. As they part, so do your lips, giving me a peek at the velvety sleeve that I will be enjoying later.

I bend my head down and lick at the juices flowing from you. You taste wonderful, sweet and fresh. I slide my finger into you slowly. Your breath catches as I gently massage the inside of your canal. Ever so slowly, I remove my finger.

"Open your mouth," I say. You quickly comply with my wishes. I slide my wet finger between your parted lips. "Taste how sweet you are. This is what I am going to be enjoying for quite a while." You hungrily suck at my finger, wishing it was something else.

I move back down and begin to enjoy you. I start by kissing and nibbling on your inner thighs, moving from one side to the other. My lips are just grazing your lower lips as I move across them, in a tender kiss. My kissing on your thighs is getting closer and closer to your liquid core.

After what seems like an eternity, I finally place my mouth over your puffy lips and lick around them slowly. I gently suck both lips into my mouth, caressing them with my ever-moving tongue. My grip on your thighs tightens and I spread your legs wider. I dip the tip of my tongue into your waiting honey pot, licking up the sweet juices that are trying to escape. I swallow slowly, savoring your flavor.

I move up, licking near your clitoris, but not touching it, yet. It is extremely hard, telling me how excited you are. Your hips thrust up, trying to get me to make contact. I pull you back to the bed forcefully, lifting my head from you. "You are not in control at all now. I am."

I lower my head and continue to lick around your clitoris. You are moaning and begging me. You have waited so long and I am making you wait some more. Finally, after several minutes, I slide my tongue ever so slowly across your hard clitoris. You jump at the sensation. My tongue quickens, but the pressure is so light, it feels almost like a feather stroking you. Your pleasure builds with each flick of my wet tongue.

Gradually, I increase the pressure, varying my movements from a side to side motion, to a up and down motion, to swirling around your hard nub. The sensations are intense and you never know what the next feeling will be.

I can tell you are getting close. I increase the pressure with my tongue and switch to a continuous side to side motion. With one hand, I reach up to your breast and take your hard nipple between my fingers. As I lick you harder and faster, I pinch and twist your nipple, pulling on it. Your breathing is becoming more ragged.

All at once your body stiffens as you succumb to the intense pleasure. Your orgasm rushes through your body, but I don't stop. I continue to pleasure you, prolonging your orgasm for what seems like an eternity. Finally I stop and your body relaxes, melting into the bed.

"Now it is MY turn."

I tear the blindfold from your eyes. You blink at the bright light. But I don't give you a chance to recover. "Suck my cock!" You come to me and taste me for the first time tonight. I grab two handfuls of your hair and pull you down on my thickness, forcing the head into your mouth. I use your mouth for my pleasure, fucking it, sliding your wet mouth up and down my hard shaft.

I pull out of your mouth and look into your eyes. "Lick my balls, and make it good." You attack them with a passion, licking and sucking the smooth orbs while I enjoy the feeling.

When I am ready, I push you back down on your back. "Spread those sweet legs of yours and get ready to be fucked!" You immediately do as I say.

You are so wet, I know that there is no need to be gentle. I line the head of my cock up to your dripping hole and fully embed myself in one thrust. I grab your legs and lift them up to my shoulders as I kneel between them with my cock shoved deep into your pussy.

I then start to fuck you... hard! I pound you fast, the head of my stiff rod rubbing your g spot with each thrust. You writhe beneath me, but I am nowhere near cumming yet. I continue my assault on you until I run out of breath. I then lay down so that our chests are pressed together.

I grab your hair and pull you to me, all the time rocking in and out of you. We kiss, sucking on each other's tongues. I suck your lower lip into my mouth and bite it. I feel my pleasure beginning to peak.

Thrusting harder, I shoot my thick, creamy load deep inside of you, filling you up with it. After a few more thrusts, I rise off of your chest and pull my softening rod from you.

The sight of your well-fucked pussy is amazing. I scoot down in the bed and place my mouth over your leaking cunt. By sucking and using my tongue, I coax my entire fresh load out of you. The taste of it mixed with your juices is wonderful.

When you are clean, I move my mouth up to your clit again. As I lick and suck your sensitive clit, I push two fingers into your still slick vagina. Pressing against your g spot with my fingers while sucking on your hard clit, you are soon overcome with pleasure. I tilt my head, using my forehead to press into your abdomen as I continue to lick your hard button. The combination of the clitoral stimulation, the internal ministrations and the external pressure cause you to cum hard, squirting clear fluid out to splash upon my sweaty chest.

When your orgasm subsides, I move up to kiss you gently. You can taste our combined juices on my lips. We fall asleep, side by side.



Loving You All Ways



They had been lovers off and on for more than 30 years. Since they were teenagers first learning about love and affection and sex. Neither was the others first but from the first time they made love something deep inside of them had changed.

Now so many years later they once again lay in each others arms. They were no longer sneaking stolen moments when the parents were gone. This time they were on a bedspread on the beach a few yards in front of the house they shared on the secluded tropical beach of their dreams. 

The nearly empty bottle of wine sat in the cooling sand just above the waves. Two more had gone before but were nowhere in sight for they had been sealed and cast into the ocean carrying the same message in two different hands. 

We are alone on a deserted island in the tropics --DON'T SEND HELP.

Wading back to the beach they had giggled at the silliness of the notes and collapsed back onto the blanket. As he uncorked the third bottle she had looked at the blanket and commented on the mess they had made. Stains from a shared meal, spilled wine and more than one session of lovemaking marked the blanket they had been sharing since just before sunset. 

She looked up into his eyes and kissed him as his hand caressed her tanned and toned back and her hand dropped into his lap and grabbed him once again. 

"You are insatiable tonight." he laughed. 

"I have always wanted you," she replied. "And tonight I want you all ways!" 

"I think you may have had all of me you can get tonight," he started, then stopped as he noticed her wicked grin and suddenly understood exactly what she meant. Her hand squeezed a little harder and something began to stir inside him once again. 

From the moment they met again after some 20 years apart they had known that the fire that started so long ago and that had been banked and rekindled so many times had never completely died and now burned brighter than ever. 

She grinned again as she lay back and reached up for him. "All ways" she whispered as he fell into her arms and began kissing her deeply. Despite the wine he could still taste himself in her mouth from his first orgasm as the sun had set in the ocean and he had risen in her throat. A sigh escaped her as his hand found her breast and his fingers circled the hardness of her nipple. His tongue swirled in her mouth as he squeezed first one and then the other nipple until they were taut between his thumb and forefinger. 

"You make me very happy." they said in unison and once again began giggling.

The giggles grew quiet as his hand moved lower and he slid two fingers inside her. As he curled his fingers and pushed on that special spot that drove her crazy the side of his thumb began to stroke her clit back and forth with the same rhythm as his probing fingers. Her head fell back as she opened herself to him completely and the pressure began to build inside her immediately.

Within moments she began to buck her hips to his rhythm and his mouth moved to take in her hard nipple. He began to stroke her harder and faster, inside her and with his thumb on her clit as he sucked hard on her nipple and a wave of intense joy began at the top of her head and moved through her entire body until her toes were curling and her back arched completely off the blanket and a convulsion seemed to consume her entire body. 

No one had ever been able to make her feel the way that he could and she knew at that moment that no one else ever would. He rolled on top of her and slid effortlessly inside her before her breathing had calmed and as he thrust himself deeply she began to rise again and within moments another orgasm took her as her heels pounded the backs of his thighs and her fingers clawed at his back. 

He straightened his arms and thrust himself into her completely and remained still now, allowing her to catch her breath as he gazed down at her in the light of the moon now high in the sky above. He slowly began to move inside her and she looked up at him and said "No."

No? his eyes asked silently for he had never heard those words from her while making love before.

"No, I want you behind me." she said as she broke their connection and rolled over. Rising to her hands and knees she presented herself to him shamelessly and he responded by running his tongue down the crevasse of her spine across her puckered ass and then pushing it deeply into her pussy. He tasted his second orgasm inside her, from when the moon had just been rising above the waves and felt her juices mixed with his begin to run down his chin and drip onto the blanket. His tongued moved down to her clit and he began to move his head back and forth while his nose caressed her asshole and his hands stroked the outside of her thighs and the backs of her knees. 

When he felt her breath begin to quicken he rose and pushed himself inside her once again and she fell forward, her head turned to the side, her weight supported by her shoulders and pushed back against him. Slowly he began to move inside her yet again as he looked down at the trail of their sweat that was now beginning to flow down her spine catching the moonlight as it headed for the hollow of her neck. 

Her hand reached out and found the oil she used for tanning and filling her palm with it she reached back and while moving forward to expose him completely grabbed his cock and coated it gently. She raised the head slightly and pushed back until the head was nestled between her cheeks and softly moaned "I said all ways." 

He remained still, letting her take control of the motion. This was not their first experiment with anal sex and he knew that it could sometimes be uncomfortable for her if he went to fast. Slowly yet firmly she pushed further back and he watched as her tiny hole slowly widened until the head popped inside. Tossing his head back and staring into the face of the full moon he willed himself to be still as she clenched her muscles around him, knowing exactly what she was doing to him and thrilling to the sensation she knew she was giving him. Slowly she relaxed and began pushing herself further and further back until her cheeks were pressed against him and he was deeply inside. After a moment he began to move, sensing her readiness. He drew himself slowly out until just the head remained inside and then plunged back in all at once. She reached back and spread her cheeks as she pushed back even harder and the last inch of him disappeared inside her. Slowly at first he began moving in and out and as the tempo of her breathing increased so did the pace of his strokes until she was panting and he was forcing himself inside her faster and faster. 

Holding her hips tightly to his own he sat back on his heels and pulled her upright so he could caress her breasts with his hands and kiss the nape of her neck as she began bouncing on his lap, impaling herself completely with each landing. He moved one hand down and found her clit as she bounced and once again she began to shudder, her ass clenching with each spasm wracking her body. He could control himself no longer and as her orgasm took her to new heights he began to quake and rise to meet her as he emptied himself inside her and they collapsed once again to the blanket. 

As he found himself drifting off to sleep to the sound of the waves lapping at their feet he heard her say softly "I will always love you all ways."

XXX



Loving You Gently



This story was written for a girl that’s very precious too me. I was about to delete it from my computer when I realized that somewhere out there is a lonely or romantic lady that would appreciate these words.

Therefore, who ever you are, these words are especially for you. Words of encouragement and love from a man who will never know you but wished he had.

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My darling.

I’ve turned the heat up because you’re soon to be uncovered while you lay there sleeping. I’ve been watching you for awhile now, there’s a slight smile on your face and I’m wondering what you’re dreaming. Are you dreaming of me I me my love?

It has got a lot warmer so I start to undress, just thinking of what I’m going to do too you has got me very hard, my full nine and a half inches is fully erect, ready for lustful action.

Gently I ease the covers off you and you are sleeping naked, the evidence of your pre-sleep activity from playing with yourself, dried on your pussy and thighs. No wonder you’re smiling so sweetly. I think I’ll start with your breasts.

You let out a low moan as my tongue traces a wet circle far from your nipples. I’m going too make you wait a long time before I get to those. Gently I suck on the outer edges of your breasts drawing your saltiness up to the surface of your skin, sleepily you realize this is not a dream and your eyes flutter open.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh!” you groan and happily hold my head against you as I continue my love- making too your beautiful mounds. I delight in the firm softness of your breasts, they are wonderful, designed for me to feed off and play with. Your hands move onto my shoulders and back and I feel the pain as your sharp nails rake at my flesh. God, I love you.

After long minutes you gasp as my mouth sucks in your erect nipple and my tongue teases it to become so stiff you feel as though your breast will burst. Lovingly, I suckle on you my love, for me there is no safer place on the planet than at your teat.

You make me feel so strong, so potent and your arms and fleshy thighs are encouraging me to enter your softness. You need to feel me inside you and my heart is filled with love when you beg gently, “Pleeease!”

I could never resist you anything, oh so slowly, my cock-head presses against your wet lips which open like flower petals for the sun. You’re so wet with passion I slide easily into your warmth, delighting in your tightness and we begin moving together, enjoying the completeness of being one entity. My lips are pressed too yours in a deep everlasting soul kiss as I take you. You are mine my darling... forever.

Our bodies were meant to be together, we fit so perfectly, my hard cock in your warm, wet, willing pussy which is desperately trying to milk my creamy seed. I have other plans for that, I just need to make you cum and make you cum really hard.

My thrusting is urgent and hard, I’m filling every part of you and touching areas within you that you didn’t know existed. I’m searching for something special, the probing of my cock into you will not be sated until I find it. I lift your buttocks with one of my hands raising you a little and probe a little deeper..... you cry out..... “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

You explode beneath the crushing weight of my body above you, I have to pin you down to restrain your spastic movements and smother your mouth with kisses as you go into muli orgasm. I found your G-spot.

That should hold you until tomorrow. Same time, same place.

That was so good for both of us. I’m pleased that I’ve managed to make you cum, but I haven’t, I’m still very hard and looking for more. My cock and balls are slick with your juices and I’m going to take advantage of that.

I straddle you taking some baby oil in my hands and tip a little on each of your full breasts, I’m going to enjoy massaging them and getting your nipples really hard and erect. You giggle as the oil is spilt on your nipples and watch me as my hands gently massage your breasts, carrying the oil too every part of you. I love the firm softness of them and the way they move beneath my hands, the sight of what I’m doing too you is very erotic and only serves to make me harder. My balls are hurting because they are so full of man cream.

You close your eyes as the massage continues, relaxing with the sensations my hands are creating and your nipples have become so hard it looks as though you breasts will burst. I use my thumbs to graze across the nubs before cruelly twisting them between my fingers and thumbs, just sufficient to make you aware of a little pain and make you feel really alive.

Satisfied with the result, I bend my head sucking one stiff nipple into my mouth and feeding off you, feeding off your love for me. You pull my head tightly into you, forcing more of your breast into my mouth and I take all that I can, enjoying the sensation and wishing I could draw milk from those beautiful teats.

You shiver beneath me and give a little moan. I knew you were hot but I didn’t think it was possible to give a woman a little cum just by playing with her tits. I love your breasts so much I just wished that I could eat them all up. If only I could drink from you my love.

Reluctantly I lift my head and then straddle you just beneath your breasts, you know what I want and as I lay my cock along your valley, you press the soft tit flesh around my rock-hard shaft. Even your breasts are warm, willing and tight for my cock.

Your head is raised slightly on the pillow and each thrust brings my cock-head almost too your lips, but your eyes are watching mine, eyes that are so much full of love for me that it hurts. You don’t know the joy you’re giving me as I do this, your breast flesh warm and resilient against my thrusting, encouraging me to move even quicker above you.

Your eyes and action urge me on even faster, you know you’re going to get your reward and licking those pouting lips of yours in anticipation. Like the female you are, you sense the tension and the pleasure in me is almost ready to burst. You’re like a cat set ready to pounce, waiting for the hapless victim to come within range. I stiffen and groan, your mouth is on my cock sucking hard, your tongue caressing my glans while your hand is milking me.

You feast on my juices, taking all that I have to offer, tasting both me and yourself on my shaft. You’re so sensual, so sexy and so loving, I adore you. Our lips meet in a very long passionate kiss.

Replete in our love for each we lay their resting, holding and kissing each other until you finally break away. Grabbing me by the hand you lead me to the shower so that we may refresh our bodies.

We take turns in soaping the others body, taking advantage of the moment to feel and caress each others nakedness. Your soft delicate hands pressing into my hard muscular flesh, while mine delight in your softness and curves. We embrace and kiss frequently, taking every advantage of our being together, each of us fully content with the company of the other, we don’t need anyone else.

You giggle like a little girl when I soap your breasts and coyly turn from me as I press the soap around your pussy. Your pretended shyness drives me wild and I can feel myself becoming erect again. Gathering you into my arms, we kiss deeply, tongues entwining in lust for each other, bodies pressing flesh against flesh and feeling the heat of our passion.

Then you pushed me away from you to continue soaping yourself and I watched your sensual movements as a predator watches its prey. You giggle when you see me soaping up the length of my erection and coyly blow me a sensual kiss and then nervously, you notice the look in my eyes.

I’m not the same man you made soft love with just a few short moments ago. You recognize the look of a hunter with his quarry in sight. A shiver passes through your body and you turn to leave the shower but you’re stopped by arms encircling you.

“No, don’t, I beg you. You promised me you wouldn’t,” you cry.

My arms are around your wet body, my hands caressing and squeezing your breasts while my teeth are nibbling on the soft inner flesh of your neck. You can feel my now massive erection pressing against your rear; you struggle only to find you’re pressed against the cold tiles of the shower wall. I’ve grabbed your wrists in each of my hands and holding them upward, pinned to the wall.

You’re angry with me. “Stop it, I don’t want you to do this,” you shout and struggling for your freedom. 

I use my weight and strength to subdue you; even though you struggle valiantly you can’t free yourself from my iron like grip. Holding you pinned to the wall I stoop a little, my cock-head searching for its target deep between the pretty cheeks of your buttocks.

I’m so mad with lust I don’t know what’s going through my mind except there’s not a part of you I don’t love, every inch of your body is a temple to me and I have this urgent need to possess it all. You squeal as I connect with your secret entrance and struggle even more. Slowly, ever so slowly, you’re impaled painfully on my steel hard rod.

Tears of betrayal seep from your eyes and the fight leaves your body realizing it’s useless to resist my actions any longer. I’m deep within you when I feel you relax; releasing your wrists, I slide my hands slowly down your body until they are caressing your breasts again and my mouth is feasting on the soft inner flesh of your neck.

I begin to take you in long, slow loving strokes, savoring the feel of your tightness. For a start you refuse to assist, standing still, just letting me use you and then gradually, your own body begins to betray you. At first only a gentle movement backwards against my deep thrusting stroke and then your actions become more frequent, more urgent.

I love you for your surrender and for your submissiveness. I move one hand down your front seeking out your pussy, my finger finding your clit proud and erect. As I move in and out of you, I begin masturbating your little nub and I hear you give a gentle sigh.

Soon we’re moving together as if we’re one, both of us lost in the act of my sodomizing you. My strokes become harder and harder and I feel you trapping me inside you. I can feel the seed boiling in my balls, I really need to shoot into you, my finger is working hard between your legs. It’s not until you give that little familiar shiver that I know you’re ready and I indulge in my wildest fantasy, ejaculating deep inside you. You gasp and tremble as you cum over my hand.

I pull you into my arms lovingly and beg for your forgiveness, kissing your eyes your nose and your lips. You hold my head in your pretty hands and shush me like a baby, oh I love you so much

It’s coming on to evening and I want to go for a walk but you object because the weather is turning colder. I pout a little and look sad and you finally surrender, bringing a big smile too my face, now you’re not so sure, because you see the devilment in my eyes.

You remember the conversation we had after you shaved your pussy naked for me, “No, definitely not,” you say emphatically.

I catch hold of you and caress you in my arms, kissing those sweet luscious lips of yours and delighting in your sweet breath. “Please,” I beg, “Just do it for me”

You soften in my arms; you know you can never refuse me anything. You sigh and look up into my eyes, the corners of your mouth turned up in that perfect smile of yours, revealing perfect white teeth. “No panties and a mini skirt?” you ask. I nod my head.

You pretend to look cross but your eyes cannot hide your excitement. “You must be mad, it’s freezing out there and I don’t feel comfortable doing this.” You say.

“Just for me, do it this once and I’ll never ask you to do it again,” I promise.

Sighing again in resignation you remove your ski-pants and panties allowing me a full view of your perfect vulva. It’s totally naked, and the lips are already puffy with desire, just thinking about what I’m asking you to do. Walk the streets with no panties and just a mini skirt to cover your modesty. You tell me I’m kinky and I laugh, agreeing that possibly I am but I promise you an exciting walk.

You fit the mini skirt around you and climb into your long winter coat. Taking you by the hand I lead you to the front door and out into the street which is covered by a light fall of snow. Hand in hand we walk into the cold darkening night.

“I’m cold” you complain after a few minutes, wrapping both of your arms around mine as we walk, “And I’m freezing down there.”

“Good, that’s what I wanted. There’s nothing like fresh iced pussy,” I replied.

A couple of young fellows are walking towards us on the same side of the street. “Can you imagine their faces if they knew that there was a naked, pantiless pussy walking toward them? If I wasn’t here they’d probably drag you off up an alley and have you up against the wall, one after the other. Shall I tell them you haven’t any panties on and give them a thrill?”

Your face colors bright red, “Shush,” you say angrily. “If you do I will go straight back home.” You cuddle into me tighter as the two pass us, holding your breath in case I say something. I hear you sigh with relief as they move out of ear-shot.

I stop for a moment and kiss you sweetly on your cold lips, warming them with mine. “You know I’m going to fuck you while we’re out, don’t you?” I tell you.

You look shocked, “No you’re not, you can wait until we get back home,” you reply indignantly. 

I guide you through the streets to a quieter area, all the time making sexy suggestions and I can tell from your eyes you’re getting hot and bothered. Once again we stopped in the middle of the pavement and wrap my arms around you in a tongue entwining kiss. I slip a hand in the front of your coat and easily search out your sex, your thighs are cold put your pussy is warm and wet. You break from the kiss and smile at me sheepishly.

The street is quite dark and there is an alley a little further near a street light. I lead you quickly there and with my back to the wall I kiss you again while undoing the buttons of your long winter coat. I lift the front of your jumper and unfasten your bra opening your breast to the freezing night air and your nipples respond accordingly. I’ve never seen them so big and stiff before. I stoop and suckle on each of them, I can hear you gasping, your gloved hands pressing my face tightly too you.

My hands are busy pulling my cock from my trousers and then sliding your skirt up to your waist. Bodily lifting you by the waist I lower your willing popsicle pussy onto my sizzling hot shaft. Spinning around I press you against the wall while your legs wrap around my waist and then we begin moving urgently.

We are equally brutal with each other, you slamming yourself down hard against me while I shove into you as hard as I can. You’re so wet, your pussy is making beautiful squishy sounds each time I press into you. I find that highly erotic and move even faster.

My pubic bone is mashing your desperate clit with each meeting stroke; you begin to tremble in my arms and start begging me for release, asking me to cum in you, to fill you with my hot seed. A man and woman walk by the entrance to the alley, even in your heightened state you’re aware of them but don’t care. “Oh please fuck me really hard,” you beg.

Your words carry me over the top, three more deep satisfying strokes and my rod pulses out its cream triggering your own orgasmic response. You’re panting like a little puppy as you finish the pair of us off.

I’m walking you back home, you’re legs a little shaky, our mixed juices dripping from your slit and coating your thighs, you’re happy and no longer cold.

I love you my darling. You are my most precious treasure, close your eyes and sleep, dream of me and I’ll sit and watch you sleep.

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I hope you enjoyed our liaison, I did. I ask nothing from you but a vote and a little feedback.

Paul



Loving You, Loving Myself



"Yes Daddy, spank me, I've been a bad girl"…..I never liked calling any man Daddy before. But you, you I don't mind so much. You make me wet each time I look at you, and it turns me on to call you Daddy.

I fantasize about you every chance I can. About you touching me, holding me, fucking me. I like to think of your strong arms around me, putting my mouth and pussy where you want them – on your dick, on your face, wherever you want to use my body to please yours.

I imagine you forceful in your needs, commanding my attention to fulfill your satisfaction. Your mere presence takes me, weakens me, I am eager to be sexually possessed by you. 

You don't need to speak to control me, I am rendered helpless by the sexual force you exude. By simply a look, your eyes – so intense I must catch my breath - pull me into you. I will submit to anything for the chance to please you.

While I am alone lying in bed my mind often finds you, standing there, ready to control me. I slip my panties off at your command. I lift my shirt to free my breasts, my nipples tingle with the thought of your touch. In my mind you are in control, control of my thoughts and control of my body.

I place my finger into my hole, just enough to moisten it, and slowly move it to my clit and tease it with that wet finger. I rub it between two of my fingers and my legs open wider so I can caress it better.

My nipples crave attention and you urge me to moisten my finger again. I take the wet finger to my nipples. As I rub them they elevate with delight. I place one nipple in my mouth while massaging the other with the juice from my hole. 

You notice my clit is upset and requires the attention of my wet finger once more. As you instruct me, I take my finger to my clit and flick it, as you would do with your tongue. Oh, your tongue, your lips, wrapped around my aroused clit. I tease my clit, fast and then slow. I flick it, then rub it, then pinch it. It feels so good, I can't stop – slow steady soothing movements - to fast long hard pounding strokes. Oh yes, I can feel it building. I'm going to cum, yes, all over your tongue I want to cum. Don't stop Daddy, please let me cum, please Daddy, yes, oh yes, I'm going to cum now, oh that feels so good, I love to cum on your lips and tongue. 

Yes, that's what I needed, I needed to feel, oh god Daddy, here cums another.... Mmm, touch my clit again, rub it with the juices my pussy created for you, yes Daddy, that's the way I like it. Oh Daddy, rub it for me, use your tongue to spank my clit Daddy. Oh yes!!

Yes, this is what my fantasies of you do for me, they always end in multiple orgasms. Just imagine what they'd do for you if you let me touch you...



Loving You, Making Love to You



I feel his lips upon mine, his soft lips brushing gently against mine as it probes into my warm mouth with his moist, soft tongue. I feel the joy uprising in my once lonely soul as we kiss deeply and lovingly. I feel his arms warp around my cold, aching body, warming it up so much and make me feel safe and loved. I felt so comfortable within his welcoming warms, so loved. 

We finally parted our lips, I felt his lips gently kissing on my neck as I arch my head back, exposing my neck. As he gently licks at my neck, a small moan of pleasure escape from my lips as I feel his gentle moist and warm kisses trial down from my ear down to my collarbone. 

As he kisses my neck, I reach out and run my fingers through his soft, touchable hair, rubbing the back of his neck. Soon I feel his tongue flick across my left nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking it, as while as he gently plays with my right. I feel the pleasure arising in my soul as I feel them hardening to his gentle touch. 

"More…?" I gasp out as he plays with my nipples, letting them turn rock hard and sticking straight up. 

Without answering me, he smiled at me as he started licking at my stomach, bathing it in warm saliva. With one of his hands, he gently rubs around my thighs. I moan gently, wanting him to touch me, to feel me… I felt my wetness flowing he continues licking my stomach and massaging my thighs. 

"Lick me…" I begged. "Lick me…" I felt the pleasure of his touch and warmness get closer and closer. I spread my legs a little bit wider and suddenly felt his moist tongue flickering on my clit. 

I moaned loudly, begging him to continue. The pleasure was so intense; my wetness was so much… I start to breathe heavily, feeling warm pleasure fill my body as the feeling filled my soul and mind, emerging from my clit. "Lick me harder…" I gasp out as he does so, sending me into a feeling so great that I start shuddering and twitching uncontrollably as I came closer. His tongue felt so good… so soft and wet… I feel the warmness building up more and more… I gasp out as I breathe loudly, feeling my body moving without under my control, feeling myself shaking so intensely that I feel his hands gripping onto my thighs so that he wouldn't lose his place. Soon, the intense warmness of the pleasure exploded, and a warm, pleasurable haze spread across my entire body as my muscles finally relax. 

When he finally raise up his head to see my exhausted but well pleasure state, he smiled at me and I saw my own pussy juices still glistening on his lips and face. "Enjoy it, babe?" he asks me as he lies down next to me, enveloping me in his arms again. 

"Very." My clit still throbbing hard, as my energy came back I cuddled tightly, his warm skin against mine, warming me up… 

He gently rubs my back as his face came closer to mine. And once again I feel our lips together as one, tasting myself on his lips. Our lips and tongue play with each other in a gentle game of tag, tasting each other's mouths, feeling each other's warmness and softness. Love swelled deeply in my heart as we kiss deeply, lovingly… I gently cradle his face in my hands as we kiss, pulling him closer to me. I drank in his kisses thirstily, as if I was stranded in the desert and his kisses were water. They were. They were the water of my soul that I had needed so much. His love was. 

As we kiss, I felt one of his hands gently drifting down and gently touched my wetness. I felt my juices still flowing and dripping on the bed. He slowly broke off the kiss stared deeply into my eyes. "Do you want it?" 

I had waited for this time for so long. I wanted it. I wanted it so badly, but I was so scared. "Please be gentle," I beg him. 

"I promise." 

He helps pushes me up into a sitting position and lies down on his back, his hardness sticking straight up, which had been for the past while. I lean over and flicker my head over the tip, before engulfing the entire head into my mouth and sucking on it hard. I feel him throb in my mouth as he moans. I look up and feel his eyes on mine as we stare at each other as I lick him. I smile at him as I meet his eyes in a deep, loving gaze. I take more of him in my mouth, wetting him for the tight ordeal it was soon to be in. 

After a few minutes, his dick was glistening and wet from my saliva, hard as ever, and throbbing ever so slightly. I slowly position myself on top of him as he holds onto my hips so I wouldn't lose my balance. 

"It's so big," I grunt, spreading my own lips apart as I try to engulf the member. After a lot of pressure, I finally feel the head inside me. I felt the pain of my tightness stretched apart as tears started appearing in my eyes. Seeing my pain, he reaches for my head, pulls me against him, and kisses my lips gently, rubbing my back slowly so that the pain wasn't as intense. I moan gently around his lips, partly in the new intense feeling I feeling, partly in pain. I feel my own weight pressing down on his dick and feeling some more enter my intensely tight hole. I keep on kissing him, trying to ignore the pain that was so intense in my hole. 

But yet, I felt so loved, so full… I never felt an intense feeling like that ever before. Soon, after a while of me getting used to every nudge… I felt his whole dick inside me. I felt so full, so alive. As we finally pull apart in our kiss, I sit back up and look down and see myself completely filled. "God, you're so tight…" he moans. 

I nod at him because the slight pain was still there. I grit my teeth slowly, waiting for it to subside. When I was used to the fullness inside me, I placed his hands on my hips and slowly slid off, but then slid him deeper inside me the next minute. 

I increase my speed, feeling my walls grip hard on his dick, and his head was tossed back in a feeling of intense pleasure as he feels my warm pussy surrounding his rock hard cock. I feel him press inside my intenseness again and again, feeling so full again and again. I look down on his face and stared deeply into his eyes as I bounced up and down on his lap. I felt his hips slowly rise to join my rhythm as we both sigh and moan in the intense pleasure and neither of us has ever felt with each other. I moan, feeling my wetness drip around his dick, wetting it until it was slick and wet, easier to slip into my tightness. 

As his hands still hold onto my hips, I reach one hand down to my clit area and start rubbing as I feel him slipping in and out. I felt such intense pleasure of an orgasm so close that I almost scream out in pleasure as I felt the warmness of his juice shoot inside my pussy. I collapse onto him, exhausted, his dick still inside me. 

I felt his lips upon mine once again and we kiss deeply, he rubbing sweat glistening back. I could still feel his bigness inside my warm tightness as we kiss, but we were spent and exhausted now. 

We lie together, still connected together. Still connected as one. We are one, together and always, forever. We were not two bodies, but connected together as one. As one soul, one body. I never felt this close or connected with anyone ever before, I sigh in pleasure in his arms. 

"You know what, babe?" he whispers to me as he gently massages my warm, smooth skin. 

"What?" 

"I love you." And with that, his lips meet mine once again in a passionate kiss.



Loving You, Missing You...



I know you've only been gone for a couple of days, but I really miss you...and so does my cunt.

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Loving You through Time



"Wars, regardless of whether you win or lose," they say, "Bring misfortune to both sides that are involved". The conflict that rages between The Kingdom of Ysindor and The Kingdom of Ghortan for more than ten years now, is no exception. On the battlefield, after each battle, there drops an eerie silence, every time, without fail, broken only by the cawing of the crows that eat the bodies of the fallen. The sadness of loss hangs heavy in the air.


Suddenly, these crows fly away and scatter caused by the urgency and galloping hooves of a passing horse and rider. A messenger who rides upon his strong, sleek, back at full speed towards the castle of Ysindor, bringing ill news from the front: Lady Serpentina, one of the four Generals, loyal servants of the King, fell during the last fight. Although she was the youngest of four (she had just turned 37 years old), her strength and her loyalty to the King were undisputed. As is the terror that her figure could invoke, half woman and half snake strikes terror in that of her enemy who dare to cross her weapon. 


She has a spear axe and large axe protecting her. But undoubtedly, her most formidable weapon is her tail covered by scarlet scales. Anyone who was unfortunate enough to come in between its coils was at her mercy and rarely survived its grasp, or at least, unless she allowed it and showed mercy.


The news of the death of a warrior such as she, shook the hearts of all those present in the throne room, on one hand they were all relieved to know that the King was safe but learning about the death of one of the four generals of the kingdom, was a clear confirmation of the strength of the army of Ghortan and a clear explanation why it is so feared on the battlefield. 


But the one who was really shocked by this news, was the Princess Kyla who has always been closely linked to the general, despite the age difference. The two girls had created between them a strong friendship that recently had become something deeper, something special.

The Princess locked herself in her room to cry and grieve for several days. Attempts by the Queen, her mother, to comfort her, were of little use.

In the heart of the young Princess, a wound and chasm had opened too deep, too wide and even maternal love could not heal it. No one could fill that void that gripped her heart, that deep feeling of emptiness and loss. Seeing her daughter so broken hearted made the Queen feel helpless and sad. She so wished, she could do something to help.

A week passed and the situation had improved only in part. Kyla now no longer remained locked in her room, but her eyes were bleak and empty and her thoughts always turned to her deceased friend and confidante.


It was clear for all to see that the link between them had become very deep, perhaps too much so, looking at their social position and not to mention the fact that they were both women.

Not that such a thing was weird (after all even the King had engaged in "intimate" meeting with some elected young people in the past), the problem was in the fact that everyone expected Kyla to produce worthy descendants of the royal family. The family were historically important and had earned respect over the centuries with their wisdom and kindness for each subject who lived within the realm of Ysindor. It was important to keep the bloodline running in future generations.

The Queen consulted the court doctors, soothsayers, anyone who could offer her advice and an effective way to help her daughter, but none of them were able to do anything, at least until that day that loomed in the not too distant future.

Every month, at the gates of the castle, merchants gathered around all the Kingdom, some sold weapons and armour, others, horses perfect for a king and, there were magicians and soothsayers seeking powerful lords who might need their services.

It was walking through the various shops that a faint hope was opened in Kyla's heart: a minstrel narrated a story about a witch with great powers, able to do anything, even to resurrect the dead! 
It was these last words that kept replaying in the Princess's mind, so she asked the minstrel to follow her to the court, where it was her desire to learn as much as possible about the witch.

The minstrel told her every detail he knew about the witch and all he had heard in the various cities he had visited: her more or less noble deeds, her powers, but the most interesting thing was where she could be found.

It was after hearing all these stories, that Kyla took courage and made the decision to go in search of the witch with the only aim to revive her beloved Lady Serpentina, the only one that showed her affection, not for her rank or royalty, but as a normal red blooded girl.

In the days that followed, she planned her trip meticulously, everything needed, such as, herbal medicines, food and of course a weapon to defend herself. She studied the regions and terrain she was to travel and the type of dangers she might encounter along the way. 

Of course, she acquired some most suitable clothes for the long journey she would have to endure, the luxurious clothes she usually wore would be uncomfortable to face such rough terrain. She prepared everything she might need in secret. Then the night came for her to leave, the first without a clear moon. The night she had decided to secretly take her leave in search of the Witch. She leaves the castle alone to begin her long journey that would take her away from her usual comfortable and protected world.

The journey was arduous and much longer than she expected and more than once she had reached the point of losing all hope, but then, at these low times she would think of her Lady Serpentina and a new determined strength would invade her weary bones to step forward once again and continue on her way.

Eventually and suddenly her journey to seek the Witch was over, she finally found herself in front of the cave. The Cave, she was looking for, the only one who can bring back her beloved Serpentina! 
She approached the entrance of the cave with caution, when she heard a voice from inside.

"Come in Princess, I've been waiting ...."

Those words unnerved her, "Is it possible that the witch was even able to predict the future? Or maybe it was just a trap to be able to capture her and to blackmail the King, her father, to surrender to the reign of Ghortan?

Instinctively, her hand clasped the hilt of her sword, ready to draw it to the smallest sign of danger. She walked into the cave when, just after few steps, a fire lit up the inside, allowing her to see a figure beyond the flickering flames. This figure was sitting cross-legged, a dark elf with long hair bleached by the inexorable passage of time. He watched her and appeared friendly enough.

"I know why you're here, Princess, you wish to bring life back to a person close to you. But you must know that this is an impossible task! "

Those words, froze the blood of Kyla, if a revived Lady Serpentina wasn't possible, what was the purpose of her journey and facing the dangers she had encountered along it!? She felt her eyes filling with tears, but she wouldn't give up after all she had done, all she had gone through.

"There must be a way, I'm willing to do anything, anything to bring her back to me!"

The Witch looked into the eyes of the Princess for a long moment, then continued. He saw the sincerity there.

"There is a way to do it, Princess, but I can't guarantee that you will be able to save this person .... There is a great risk to yourself. Are you still willing to take that risk, to take that chance?"

"Of course I do!" Kyla replied without hesitation, "She is the only one that is really important to me!"

"I understand, you're young Princess, and you have a strong will! I can make you travel back in time with my magic, but to save the one you love, will depend entirely upon you! Are you sure you want to try? "

"I'm ready to take the risk, I know that I have to try, that it is not an option to fail! I can't fail, I just can't"

"So be it, with my magic you will go back in time, before the death of your loved one, but the rest will depend only on you!"

The Elf stands up and walks to a corner of the cave, towards a large stone, as big as a man. He gestures for Kyla to follow. He waves his arm and hand with purpose and the stone magically vanishes. The disappearance of the stone reveals a passage, lit by torches that light up as they advance in to the tunnel. At the bottom of it is a large room, carved out of the rock itself, the walls are covered with endless shelves of encyclopaedias and scrolls of every type and age. Kyla was fascinated, even in the library of the castle there wasn't a comparable number of such books and literature!

The Elf nods to Kyla to move to the centre of the room and stand still. He begins, what seems like a litany, small hand gestures accompany his words, whilst on the ground, a design begins to shape and form. It slowly expands, surrounding Kyla which, despite trying to remain calm, she begins to be frightened by these strange events. When the design is complete, the light that forms around it becomes more intense, until it is almost unbearable and dazzling. Kyla has the impression of floating in the air, as if something is lifting her off the ground. She hears the voice of the Elf.

"Princess, it all depends on your will now, but remember! The outcome of your mission is uncertain! Your fate is in your own hands now."

Then, nothing. When she recovers consciousness, she is alone in the dark. The odour that surrounds her, is the same that she had smelt in the room where the spell was performed. She waited for her vision to get used to the darkness, then tries to reach the passage that would give her a way out into the daylight. 
To her surprise, she found herself in front of the witch sitting in the same place where she had seen her when she arrived at the cave. The Elf looked at the young girl: the white and smooth skin clearly means that she came from a prosperous family and further confirmation of it were her well groomed ashen hair and hands.

"Who are you, young girl? And why are you here?" she asks after a few minutes.

Kyla was surprised by the question and hesitated to respond, then she replies with an ostentatious confidence, she was far from feeling, but was befitting to her princess rank status.

"I'm Princess Kyla, daughter of the King of Ysindor. You should have helped me travel back in time, but I see that you just want to yell at me."

"I do not know you, girl. This is the first time we meet, but if what you say is true, then know, that you are now in, what for you is, the past!"

The past? All seemed the same to Kyla! Then, suddenly, it came back to her mind the words of the Elf on her arrival "Come Princess, I've been waiting for you!" and she realized then that he had been referring precisely to this meeting.

"So I'm really back in the past, I'm not dreaming!"

"No, Princess, for you this is the past, for me this is the present."

"I'm grateful, Witch, you have kept your promise and I had my doubts of you! How can I repay you?"

"It is not necessary. Now go, follow your destiny!"

Kyla nods and leaves the cave and begins to descend from the mountain: the journey that lay ahead was much longer than the one she had already done because now she must to reach the camp of the Ysindor's army as quickly as possible.




Time flew fast, but she reached the camp the night before the battle. The fires were lit in the army's camp and some soldiers were preparing their weapons and armour, whilst others prayed for the upcoming battle, hoping to appease the Gods for victory or, at least, to return alive from the clash. 
Kyla covered her face with the cloak to prevent anyone recognizing her and approached the tent occupied by Lady Serpentina. Although she knew the layout of the camp, as she made her way between the soldiers, some stopped her looking for some fun, mistaking her for a servant girl. She managed to avoid their carnal interest, claiming to be an important messenger.

Soon she was in front of the tent and saw the silhouette of her beloved. She was relieved to see her alive, but at the same time she was at a loss of how she could convince her not to take part in the upcoming battle. She started to approach the tent when a sentry stopped her roughly.

This is no place for a handmaid. Get out!"

"I was sent from the castle to deliver a message to the General, I received orders to deliver to her only!"

The soldier seem hesitant, then disappeared into the tent. She waited patiently for him to return. He did shortly. He announces her entry to the person inside and allows her to enter. The sentry then returned to his guard duty. Kyla enters and when she sees the General, she feels her heart pounding and her mouth getting dry. Serpentina was in front of her, beautiful as always: the scales of her tail glowed scarlet in the light of the braziers and her black hair was still wet, a clear sign that she had just had a bath. Kyla could not help but notice that the thin vest she wore was wet and revealed distinctly, the hardened nipples and the large areolas that surrounded them.

"So, what is the message you have for me, Princess Kyla?" Serpentina says with an authoritative tone and with a gloomy expression to the face.

"How did you know it was me, Serpentina?"

"You can fool other humans, but you can't fool my sense of smell. Why are you here? It's too dangerous for you!"

Serpentina moved closer to her with a solemn and almost threatening movement. This was the first time that the presence of Serpentina was so oppressive, almost threatening, but Kyla had come there with a very an important purpose and was not about to be intimidated. She took a deep breath and began to speak.

"I came to ask you not to fight on the side of my father tomorrow, believe me or not, but know that tomorrow you will die and I don't want lose you!"

"You, you ask me to betray the trust of the King your father? Maybe you're out of your mind, Kyla!" she said in a menacing tone, towering over her "And what is the story of my death?"

"I know it's hard to believe, but I know what will happen because I've lived it, my heart has already suffered for having lost you once."

She looks up and steps closer to her beloved Serpentina, but Serpentina moves away, turning her back to Kyla. Kyla realized that actually her story did seem incredulous and unbelievable. Even she would find it hard to believe, if she hadn't lived it already. How could Serpentina believe such a claim! She knew that this would be hard to explain, but how was she to convince her friend that, it was the truth, it was the reality. Then she suddenly remembered the object she had taken with her.

"Serpentina, the pendant that I gave you when you left for the front, you have it always with you?"

"It's always around my neck, it matters to me, you know this," she said turning to Kyla and showing the pendant. Kyla opened her hand and she saw an identical one lying there, the same shape, the same colours and the same image inside it. How was it possible! Kyla was telling the truth! Doubt crept into her mind.


Kyla approached her and held her face in her hands, staring into her eyes

"I could never lie to you, my love."

Her lips came to close to Serpentina's, then leaning in, their lips meet in a sweet and intense kiss that grew into a voluptuous dance of their greedy tongues, a clear omen of things to come from them recently.

She narrowed her eyes while Serpentina's hands undid and dropped Kyla's cloak to the ground, followed by the belt with the sword that adorned Kyla's waist.

Despite being equipped with a force out of the ordinary, in these situations the hands of Serpentina knew how to be so delicate and how to give intense pleasure with each stroke, with each caress. Only Kyla knew this gentle and feminine side of her!

Inexorably, the clothes of Kyla fell to the ground one after the other, revealing her white skin in all its splendour, made even more beautiful by the dim light of the braziers that light up the tent. 
She felt Serpentina's fingers run all over on her skin, following the shape of her body. They move slowly, causing intense and pleasurable shivers that reached even the most hidden corners of her soul.

Instinctively, she embraces Serpentina with all her might, as if to make sure that the one in front of her wasn't an illusion. She wanted to exorcise the fear that accompanied her throughout the journey and finally beginning to succeed. She felt Serpentina's hair scroll between her fingers, her skin through the light vest she was wearing, that soon dropped dissolving the knots that held it on Serpentina's shoulders, revealing her firm and shapely breasts. A hand slipped on it, stroking it gently as her lips moved on Serpentina's neck, and then follows the line towards the round and wholesome breasts.

Serpentina was surprised by Kyla's initiative, usually, she is much more shy, more awkward and hesitant, but now it seemed she was another person, she's passionate, resourceful , bold, a beautiful mistress! Serpentina felt the pleasure growing inside her at every kiss, every touch of those thin but full lips on her breasts, on her erect nipples and now the way Kyla suckled her between her lips, sucking lightly, no one could do it like Kyla!

She feels Kyla's tongue moving down to her belly, slowly, and this heightened her pleasure at every moment, contrary to what people might think seeing her on the battlefield, or in her everyday life, Serpentina loved to be pampered in intimate moments and Kyla knew it instinctively.

Seeing the pleasure sculpt into the face of her beloved Serpentina and hearing her breath getting heavy and starting to pant, Kyla also feels an intense pleasure running through her body and she feels the first flushes of excitement between her thighs. She is visibly excited and cannot hide it!

She gently grazes her labia against Serpentina, they are swollen and wet! At that thought, her face flushes. Now she is with the person she loves, but she is still a princess, of royal blood and educated. She wonders what her tutors would think, seeing the Princess of Ysindor getting lost in "lowly desires of the flesh" as the most common of the girls do! At this thought, she could not suppress a smile.

She looked at the face of Serpentina, although she could not see hers, she is sure that they have the same expression, the one of two girls in love who just want to give and receive love and pleasure that only the hands and mouth of a loved one can give.

She feels the arms of Serpentina wrap around her head and tighten a little. Bringing in her face to rest on Serpentina's belly. She closes her eyes and remains silent, she listens to the beat of their hearts, now beating as one.

The heat that Serpentina is transmitting to her with her body, repays her for all the hardships and dangers she had to overcome. She's happy and content in her arms and it's all she wants now. Serpentina takes Kyla's hand and guides her toward a large carpet covered with pillows. She lays her down on top of them and lays down beside her, letting her tail creep slow between Kyla's legs while her tongue play with Kyla's nipples, now swollen.

Slowly, she wrap Kyla's legs in its grip, opening them wide and immobilizing them completely, to the point that Kyla is now at her complete mercy.

The continuous movement of her tail, though subtle, make her scales rub constantly on Kyla's excited pussy, already visibly swollen and wet, giving her a pleasure that she could not resist, as if they are a multitude of tongues that greedily seek & find that delicious nectar being constantly produced in her excited state of arousal. Kyle tries in vain to hold back her moans of desire, growing louder until her whole body is clouded by a strong and liberating orgasm which gives vent to all the desire and passion that lurks in her body.




Loving You through Time



Seeing the young girl being overwhelmed by lust and her ultimate pleasure peak, Serpentina intensifies the movement of her coils. She feels the body of Kyla surrounded by spasms while the girl gasps in the ecstasy of them.

The excited moans of Kyla are like an aphrodisiac for her. The scales that cover her own pussy are now dilated, revealing it in all its splendour, swollen and wet with her delicious and sensual juice dripping on the scales, making them shine like rubies.

Sinuously, her tail is moving around the legs of Kyla, until their pussies are now in close contact. Their juices mingle in that slow voluptuous dance that explodes conspicuously in an overwhelming orgasm followed by others, over and over, every time more intense than the last, to the point that leaves the two girls exhausted, lying next to each other in a peaceful and calm after glow.

It was an unforgettable night for both, but more importantly, the presence of Serpentina is soothing and takes away the pain that had oppressed the heart of Kyla for days: her fears are dispelled almost completely, but in a corner of her heart, she knows that the future is not changed, not yet, at least!




When Kyla wakes up, the sun is high in the sky. She looks around, fearing that her beloved had already left for the battle field, but then, relief. She sees her, not so far away, wearing her armour.

"Have you decided to go into battle, my love?" she asks, with sadness regaining her heart.

"I have to do it, Kyla. I'm a general and I will not betray my King! I have to fight alongside my comrades, as it should be!" she replied, now ready and prepared for the battle ahead.

The sadness in Kyla's heart is growing, hard to believe that, despite what has happened during the night, Serpentina did not return her feelings. Serpentina approaches her, grazing her face with her fingers and hugging her gently.

"Don't be sad. I will come back to you, I promise," She says, trying to reassure her "Trust me, I don't want to see you suffering."

She holds Kyla gently. She can feel the heat and also the sadness of Kyla. She really wants to run away with her, but she knows that the King would be consider her a traitor and would be after her until she was caught and imprisoned. She had tried to find a solution during the night, in her quiet sleepless moments, but an answer had eluded her. Kyla watched Serpentina for a long moment, unsure and afraid of what might happen from now on.

"I know I can't make you change your mind, as I know you always honour your promise." she says, wiping the tears that had started to slide down her cheeks "I'll wait for you at the promontory of Fenlyr. I'll wait for all my life, if necessary!"

"I will join you soon. I want you by my side Kyla, forever!"

She takes her leave of Kyla, who watches her figure walk away to the King's tent, where she is to meet the other generals to talk about the latest strategies for the battle. When the soldiers moved out of the camp, Kyla walks away, heading for the place where they were given appointment.

The promontory was not far away and Kyla reaches it easily. Hidden by vegetation, a path leads to a natural terrace where someone, who knows how many year ago, had built a small house in a cave, building a stone wall and a wooden door, that lead to a single room big enough to hold all the basic stuff of a real home.

Kyla goes in and sees that everything is the same when she accidentally discovered it with Serpentina: the furniture was still in good condition although covered with dust and the bed, quite simple in its structure, was still in the corner where they had moved it.

She lies down there to rest and at last she falls asleep. When she wakes up, the sun is setting. She walks outside to enjoy the wonderful view of the sun dipping into the sea, and she sits on the stone wall that serves as a railing along the edge of the cliff and leans back on one of the wooden pillars supporting the vegetation that covers the entire clearing.

She was lost in her thoughts and in the wonderful view, when she hears rustling coming from the trail. She whirls, remaining surprised by what she sees. Serpentina was there in front her, unharmed! Incredulous, Kyla runs to her, takes her in her arms just to be sure she is real, then when she is sure about it, Kyla kisses Serpentina with all the passion she has, an endless kiss, that finally blows away all the anxiety from her heart, opening a new way to a new life for both.

The pain and sadness leaves and is replaced with hope in a future which may at times be difficult, but certainly looks so much brighter, more than the sun which is painting a redness in the sky and reflecting the same in the sea. They look towards it, hope in their hearts. Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the crows scatter as a messenger gallops to the castle of Ysindor...