0 comments/ 12774 views/ 0 favorites Stolen Moment By: hotpinksugar As we walked out of the house, I lit a cigarette. “Do you mind if I smoke this in your car,” I asked shyly, using the harsh winter weather to get him to stick around for even just a few moments more. “Sure, no problem hun,” he replied eagerly. He walked around to the passenger side of the car, opening the door for me before hurrying around to the driver side, shaking the snow off as he got in. I feigned coldness still as I slid closer to him, whispering that he should warm me up. Glancing up, I saw him grinning as he moved closer across the front bench seat of his car, placing a light kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes as he did this, accepting this sweet show of affection, laying my head on his shoulder. God he was good looking, I thought to myself, staring up at his chiseled face. Dark Italian skin, deep brown eyes that seemed to go on forever with a smile that lit up his whole face. We locked eyes for what seemed like an eternity, both too shy to make the first move. I still don’t know who it was, him or me, but our lips touched with electricity. His tongue teasingly licking my lips, his strong arms wrapped around me, his lips soft on mine. I felt teeth gently biting at my lips, nibbling ever so softly. His tongue caressing the tender spots his teeth just left. I opened my mouth wider sucking in his tongue playfully, beckoning him into my mouth, leaving him wishing it was something else I had my lips wrapped around. He kissed me harder, his tongue caressing mine rougher, deeper, his mouth drawing my tongue into his. His hands slid to my head where they lingered in my hair, running through the silky strands. We slowly slid lower on the seat until I was sprawled out beneath him, my hair carelessly tousled, my shirt half pulled down from the move. My heart beating, fast, my body screaming for him. He moved at a slow pace. Kissing my forehead, my eyelids, my cheek, my neck, my ears. His saliva, leaving cool traces on my skin where his hot lips were mere seconds ago. His hands roaming over my shoulders, my neck, tracing the curves of my delicate shoulders, seductively, lingering over my hot spots, barely caressing the smooth arc of my jaw line, his fingers then mindlessly caressing my parted lips, the tip dipping gently into my hot mouth, my tongue circling his salty finger, my mouth then closing around it, sucking it into me, my teeth gently scraping the soft pads of the tips, making him hotter, needier, but not more hurried. He withdrew his finger, replacing it with his tongue. His hands roamed leisurely over my body, working my shirt down lower until my breasts sprung free, the cold night air making my nipples stand hard at attention. His calloused hand, grabbing roughly, squeezing, caressing, pinching my nipples, rolling them gently in his fingers. I moan hoarsely, enjoying the contrast between his rough pinches and gentle touches. His other hand wrapped in my hair, pulling my head back as his lips move from my mouth to my neck, which is glistening with sweat. His tongue laps at me, tasting the saltiness of my burning skin. He works his way lower as I push up into him, my body begging for his mouth to keep moving, needing to feel his hot breath on my breasts, his scorching tongue on my nipples, his teeth gently tugging. He takes the hint, finally giving into my silent demands. His searing mouth engulfing my firm breasts, first one, then the other, the cool air giving me chills as it glides over my wet skin. His other hand grabbing my heart shaped ass. His actions grow more hasty, his body wordlessly betraying him, I see the lust in his eyes as he looks up at me, I feel his hardness pushing against me, driving me wild, adding to my mounting frustration. His head moves lower, his tongue dancing over my taunt stomach, drawing circles over my sensitive skin, his hands both now on my breasts, cupping them from underneath, his thumbs rubbing my erect nipples. His stubble, scratching my skin, leaving it red as his face brushes against me. His hands follow his mouth, working their way down to the waistband of my jeans. My heart is racing, my body begging for it, my mind reeling with excitement. His fingers trace my skin against my jeans, teasing me for what seems like an eternity, dipping in once or twice, driving me even wilder. Finally, he tugs the zipper down, the sound of it, echoing, giving me chills. His hands reach behind me and tug off my skin tight jeans, leaving me exposed for him. He sits back, taking it all in, his eyes roaming over my half naked body squirming underneath him, his gaze never leaving my hands as they drift over my breasts, cupping them tenderly, squeezing my nipples gently. He lowers his face between my legs and exhales on my panty covered crotch, sending more chills down my spine. His tongue darts out, teasingly licking my covered lips. He inhales, basking in my musky scent. I groan at the sight of him between my legs, bringing his attention back up to me, waking him from his fantasy. He slowly lowers his hand between my legs, pulling the cloth to one side, his other hand, working its way down from my exposed breasts, across my stomach to my tight pussy, the lips puffy and slick with my juices. He slides first one icy finger inside of me, then another, opening me up to him. I spread my legs, giving him better access, as his fingers work me, sliding in and out, the pace increasing, building me up, then slowing down, teasingly holding me on the brink of orgasm. He starts up again, thrusting harder and deeper each time until my lithe body is wriggling beneath him in pleasure. One arm thrown haphazardly above my head, grasping onto the door handle for leverage, the other strewn around his neck, pulling him into me for a heated kiss. As his tongue enters my parched mouth, I arch my back, gasping into his mouth in sheer ecstasy My body shudders in mounting orgasm, he reaches down, lightly tracing little circles on my clit, prolonging the intensity. I fall back onto the seat, short of breath, eyes wild with lust, my skin slick and shiny in the moonlight, my hair matted to my face. A sigh escaped my arid lips as he brings his fingers to my mouth, coated in my juices, I accept the welcome treat eagerly, my taste lingering in my mouth as he leans down, tenderly kissing me, slowly, first my closed eye lids, then my lips, I open my mouth. Letting his silky tongue enter, wondering if my taste is still strong on my lips, wondering if he wants more of it. I feel his hardness brushing against my naked stomach, his jeans, rubbing raw against me. I want him, in my mouth, want to taste him. I lean forward, thrusting my tongue deeper into his mouth, pushing him off of me. My hands reach behind him, one running through his hair, pulling gently, the other slides to the side of his face. He pulls back, taking in the sight of the naked woman before him. He notices the shivers the cold sends up my spine. Grabbing his coat, he wraps it around me, pulling me into him, warming me up. I laid there in his arms for a few minutes, his breath warm on the back of my neck, listening to him breathing. His hand reaches around to my face, pulling my gaze to his. “That was beautiful,” he whispers so low I can barely hear him. I can’t even find the words to agree, I silently nod my head, my eyes showing my appreciation. “I have to go baby,” he whispers even lower, “can I see you tomorrow?” “I’d like that,’ I reply, smiling mischievously, “maybe then I can repay you for tonight.” He laughs, his whole face lighting up with his sexy smile. “You don’t have to do that, watching you cum was payment enough.” Hesitantly I reply, “I want to.” He leans in for a kiss, I teasingly lick and nibble his lips, then playfully push him away. “Let me get dressed, or you might not be leaving after all,” I tell him, half joking, half serious. He helps me find my clothes, and helps me put them on. Fully dressed, I lean over and give him a kiss goodbye. He withdrawals, licking his lips. “You taste good. I want some more of that tomorrow,” he murmurs. I laugh as I get out of the car and walk back to the house, still glowing, my mind still reeling, my body even more racked with lust for him. Stolen Moment They sat together listening to music talking about the day at hand. A song came on the radio brought back memories for the both of them from years ago. They had been friends for many years, both secretly longing for one another but never wanting to take the chance. She was so beautiful sitting there. Not wearing anything special, just her normal casual jeans and favorite cotton button up blouse. He could no longer control his urge; he had to dance with her. She sipped at her drink, not taking her eyes off of him while he stood and asked her to dance. She set her drink down and they slowly made their way to the floor and began dancing ever so slowly to the music. The electricity between them was amazing. He savored every movement of her body, rubbing slowly against his. He held her tight against him. The thought of having his body next to hers raised emotions and feelings that had been locked away for such a long time her body filled with a wanton lust, unlike she had ever experienced. He savored the moment of having her breast firmly pressed against his body for he knew that this would not last. As their bodies moved slowly with the beat of the music, she rested her head on his shoulder ever so lightly breathing on his neck. He wanted so much to turn and kiss her, but was afraid of being rejected, so he savored every moment. He began caressing her back and ass gently, showing he wanted more. She began moving back and forth rubbing against him, teasing him. She began moving up and down on his body, caressing him, never taking her eyes off of his letting him see how much she wanted him and watching how much he was enjoying it. Watching for his approval, she unbuttoned his pants with her teeth, allowing the zipper to fall open from his arousal. She slowly kissed her way up his chest as she removed his shirt. Once again facing him, she looked deep in his eyes looking for the approval to continue what she was doing, when he suddenly kissed her. The passion that was felt in his kiss sent shivers through her body. She gently pushed him away from her allowing him to watch as she began a slow strip tease, first taking off her shirt, revealing a black lace bra that showed the firmness of her breasts. She reached around unsnapping the bra allowing it to fall to the ground as she brought her arms down to allow him to see her large firm very sexy breasts with such large nipples. She moved her hands over the curves of her body slowly making her way to her breasts. She opened her mouth and slowly put her fingers in, licking them to make them moist. Then she went back to her nipple, the middle finger tracing the saliva in circles, and slightly pinching her erect nipple, enjoying how hard they felt. Not taking her eyes off of him, she reached down and licked them. He began to get off the couch, for he was enjoying watching her, but wanted a taste of his own. She brought up her leg and pushed him back to the couch, not moving her leg from the couch, she slowly moved her fingers down her torso to her pussy. It was warm and wet; she played with her clit, licking her fingers to moisten it. The taste of her own juices excited her even more. Her head swam with excitement. The lust she felt for him intensified within her. She slipped her fingers inside her wet pussy feeling herself tense with the thoughts of his cock inside of her. He enjoyed watching her become so aroused at her own pleasure. He began to stroke his cock. She removed her fingers and licked them for one last taste. Looked at him, licked her lips and moved towards him, letting him know she was ready. He grabbed her and lunged her towards him. He buried his face in her pussy, tasting her juices. A shiver went up her spine, as his tongue licked her outer lips, teasing her by moving them upward to her clit. He pulsed his tongue with an in and out rhythm. The ecstasy that she felt was so overwhelming. So much skill and precision in his movements with his tongue, the surges of orgasmic pleasure raced through her. He unclenched her, kissing her torso stopping at her nipples, licking them and sucking them, sending erosions of feelings through her body. She reached down, bringing his head to meet hers. She looked deeply into his eyes, pausing only for a second, then passionately kissed him. Enjoying the taste of her own juices on his tongue. He put his arms around her, kissing her deeply, probing her mouth with his tongue causing her to moan as she was again swept away into a whirlwind of lust. They stood and made their way to the bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed. She lay on her back; legs open, inviting him to come to her. He gently crawled onto the bed, kissing her and caressing her as he made his way to her. They embraced each other, caressing, enjoying the feeling of each other's hands, tongues and lips. She gently rolled on top of him, kissing his chest. She moved her way down to his treasure line, teasing him as she licked his lower abdomen. Moving slowly down past his hair, reaching his balls, gently licking his balls and holding them, feeling his arousal pulse with excitement. She caressed his cock, making sure to touch and lick every inch of his erection. Engulfing his cock, she moved in an up and down motion, sucking ever so lightly and moving her tongue over the dense ridge pulse on the underside of his shaft. Tasting the little bits of cum that he pleasured her with and listening to his low moans of enjoyment her pussy began to throb for more. He seemed to have sense this in her and abruptly retracted from her mouth. He pulled her up to meet him and sank his cock into her. The muscles of her vagina tightened, not wanting to let go of his cock. He arched in the pleasure of her wet pussy and plunged into her. She tightened and released with each thrust of his hips. Moaning with pleasure as he felt her hardened nipples with his hands. She moved her hands over the curves of her body, reaching his hands and felt her breasts with him. This sent shivers through his body, for he had never experienced anyone like her before. She was so comfortable with her pleasure, that this made him want her even more. He grabbed her ass and lifted her, allowing him to penetrate her deeper, consuming his entire cock she could feel his massive cock throbbing and hardening with his frenzied pace. The waves of orgasmic bliss raced through them both as he came into her while she moistened him. He kissed her passionately making the muscles tense one more time, causing explosions of feelings throughout her whole body. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him hoping that the feeling would never go away. They laid there in silence, both clinging to the moment and feeling the slow release of emotions. She pushed up from him, looked into his eyes, searching for a moment in time, never to be erased. He looked back at her, feeling her fear for he had his own. He smiled at her, and she smiled back, knowing that this was the start of something fantastic, that would never end. Stolen Moment of Passion I never found peeing to be a particularly erotic activity, but one event altered my perception all at once. I was attending graduate school and at this school we had all of our classes during one day each week. It was a long day, going from 8am until 6pm and because of that, you got to know your classmates pretty well compared to other programs I have attended. But, back to the event. This one day, classes just seem to drag and by the time lunch break came, I really had to pee. The problem was, everyone else had to pee too and there were long lines at the bathrooms. In the student lounge, there were 2 bathrooms...a woman's room with one toilet and a unisex bathroom which had both a toilet and a urinal. I had, along with lots of others, been waiting quite a while to use the bathroom and there were still 4 women in front of me so I was dancing a little. We all were trying our best to stay good natured about it and were picking on each other about having to go pretty badly. The woman's room opened first and one classmate entered it . Now 3 people were ahead of me but as the unisex bathroom opened, Marsha (the first lady in line) suggested that since there was both a urinal and a stall for the toilet, she and I could use that bathroom at the same time before any of us exploded. The other 2 women did not object to me cutting the line as they couldn't use the urinal anyway. All four of us were saying that, after all, we were all adults and we just had to perform a natural body function. It made sense to me, so I stepped up and held the door for Marsha, then held the stall door for her and after she locked it, I stepped to urinal and proceeded to unzip my shorts (it was summer), pulled out my penis and finally...relieved myself. All perfectly innocent...except as I finished peeing...I could hear her stream of urine hitting the water in the toilet and it was suddenly not so innocent for me. Intellectually, I knew it should not matter that this healthy, attractive woman was peeing only 3 or 4 feet from me, but I realized it did matter. I realized I hadn't put my cock away yet and looked down and realized I was in trouble as it had gotten rock hard and she would be done her business soon. I laughed nervously at my predicament. Marsha said "Scot...what's funny?" I answered, "It is not funny as much as embarrassing. She then asked "OK, what is embarrassing...that we are both peeing?" I responded, "I guess I found this kind of erotic and I am embarrassed by that." Marsha then surprised me by whispering, "It is kinda sexy, isn't it?" At this point, she was done peeing and I could hear the toilet paper against her pussy. I have no clear recollection of what I was thinking at that moment, but I found myself pushing against her stall door...not saying a word...and I heard the door latch pulled aside. The next few minutes were out of control. I pushed the door aside, reached for her hands and pulled her to her feet...her panties and shorts dropped from her ankles to the floor. I pulled her into my arms and my lips crushed against hers. I kissed her hungrily as my hands slid under her tight asscheeks. I'm not sure if I lifted her or she sort of jumped up to my waist...because the blood was in the wrong head at that point, but suddenly, Marsha and I were lowering her onto my cock...totally oblivious to the people in the lounge who might be waiting. We were definitely not making love...we were fucking wildly, madly lost in the heat of the moment and just wanting to cum. I spun her around and her back slammed against the stall wall as I drove my hips up and slammed deeper into her pussy. It was loud, it was hot and we fucked like animals until we both came. I never considered pulling out...she never asked me to and I pumped what felt like a quart of hot white cum into her wet, hot pussy. Our lips and our tongues never released during that entire time...not a word was spoken until after our sexual spasms stopped. We slowly broke our kiss but she remained, her legs around my waist and my cock and her pussy joined as one, with her back against the stall wall...both of us panting from the excitement and the exertion. We kissed a few more times...more gently...affectionately...then slowly, she slid off my softening cock and down to her feet. We both expressed our surprise at what happened...we had never been in any way intimate before. . I kissed her again and asked if she regretted it...she said she did not and I sure didn't either but we were both now embarrassed about walking into the student lounge. We cleaned up and before we opened the door, we kissed a long, slow, sensual kiss, then opened the door and found no one waiting for the bathrooms and no one waiting in the lounge. That made both of us relieved and we stole one last kiss before heading off to our separate lunches. Marsha and I never kissed again, never had sex again and never talked about it again. We stayed friends throughout grad school but as we were both in serious relationships...we kept our stolen few moments of wild passion a secret...until now. Stolen Moments This one is very different from my other stories, it really happened, quite recently. It may not exactly be one of the more erotic tales, but to me it is more intense because it's real, and I will never forget. I feel as if I'm baring my soul to the world, but it's what he wants and being the good little submissive that I am, that is what he gets! I'll save the fidelity debate for another day, and just tell the story. The circumstances of our first real life meeting were a bit unusual. It was meant to be a look, a glimpse in a safe setting with no actual physical contact, but how could we be in that close of proximity and not touch? It was impossible, and it ended up being everything I'd dreamed of, everything I'd wanted and now I am left with the longing of wanting more... We had planned our respective family vacations together, so we could at least see each other, and possibly have a few moments alone. It had all come together a mere week before it actually happened, it just worked out well, with the ease of something that was meant to be. We were both going to be in the same area anyway, and when we made reservations at the same hotel with our families, the anticipatory anxiety I felt was huge. I wasn't sure I would be able to remain calm at all, being very excited, but at the same time, very nervous. A thousand questions ran through my mind, could I pull this off? Could I be in the same room with this man and not let my husband and His wife see the feelings on my face? And then, there were the other questions. Would he be pleased with me? Would he like how I looked, how I moved, how I spoke? Could I submit to him the way I had dreamed of endlessly? Would I like the feeling of his hands on my body, the pain? Indeed...I would. I almost backed out and bolted at the last minute, when we pulled into the hotel entrance, and the first thing I saw was his vehicle, just as he had described, parked right in front of ours. My husband requested that I go in with him to register, and my knees almost buckled as we walked past the van I knew to be His. "I can't do this!" I blurted out, and my husband replied, "Lynn! What is wrong with you? Come on!" And so I went along with him, into the hotel to register with my stomach in knots and my legs trembling. He was nowhere in sight as we got the key card for our room, I breathed a sigh of relief, and we went back out to the car to find the entrance closest to our room. The hotel was very nice, and very big with two swimming pools, one indoors and one outdoors. My daughter wanted to see the pools, so we set off to tour the hotel and find the swimming areas. The hotel was huge, with a Native American theme, and the displays in the lobby were beautiful, with a carved wood eagle over a fountain, and many animals native to the northern area were stuffed by a taxidermist and on display in glass cases. The wolf was particularly beautiful, even though it was sad to see it in such a state. We approached the indoor pool first, it was built in a circular offshoot to the main building and there were glass doors on each side leading into the pool area. I stood at those glass doors, looking around, and that is when I first saw Him. He was in the water, the shallow end, leaning against the edge of the pool, arms outstretched resting on the cool cement, and his wife was at his side. I stood staring, not daring to move, not wanting to turn away, just wanting to stand there forever and gaze at him, at his broad chest and the curve of his jaw. This is when the fear subsided, I was no longer nervous, no longer afraid, I was near Him, and that was all I wanted, to know that he was there. He turned his head, and our eyes met for the first time. I saw his eyes go wider and he did a double take, I held his eyes for just a few seconds, and he turned back to the woman at his side to continue their conversation. When he turned back to find me, I was gone. (He later told me this). I hadn't wanted to put him in an uncomfortable situation with his wife, so I thought it best if I retreated for the time being. We still had two days left to see each other, to search for the moment when we could be together, and that would have to be enough, for now. As I walked away from the indoor pool with my daughter, my heart was beating wildly in my chest. He was there! He had came, and I knew we would be together, somehow. I felt amazingly calm now, the fear and anxiety were gone, replaced with a feeling of anticipation and the realization that he was very real, flesh and blood, and that the attraction between us was immense. There had been an electrical current that went directly from his eyes into mine, I would do anything for this man, anything at all. We finished our tour and found our way back to our room, my kids wanted to go swimming of course, the outdoor pool first. We changed into our bathing suits, and headed for the pool, leaving my husband behind in the room as usual. He preferred to be on his own, rarely choosing to spend time with us, unless he was forced to. I didn't care, I was past that, caring if he was with us or not, it just didn't matter any more. It had stopped mattering a long time ago. It was extremely hot outside, 100 degrees, so the water felt wonderful! We played around in the water for a while, and then I saw Him come into the pool area. Our eyes met again, and all I could do was smile. He walked around the pool and went to this little balcony area overlooking the water, watching me. I didn't dare look up at him, I knew my emotions were showing on my face, but I could feel him there, every second. It felt as if he and I were the only people there, just the two of us. I was disappointed when he left the area, but I needed to focus on my kids, so I stayed with them and swam for a while. Just knowing he was there was an incredible feeling, and I was calm, just trying to let things unfold as they would. The next morning I saw him in the lobby. I was with my daughter, he was with his family. I was standing at the desk asking about the shuttle service to the local tourist attraction we had both came to see, when suddenly he was standing right next to me. I could feel my heart rate accelerate, and my hands were shaking, but I loved hearing his voice as he asked the same questions to the clerk I had just asked. His voice was very familiar to me, as we had spoken on the phone numerous times, and hearing it when he was so close to me was wonderful. I wanted so badly to just reach out my hand and lay it on his bare arm. I wanted to touch him, I wanted him to take me by the hand and pull me away from everyone, and just touch me. I've never wanted anything so badly. I dragged myself away from him, and we returned to our room to get ready for the day we had planned. I didn't see him again until later that afternoon. We were waiting at the shuttle stop for the bus to arrive to take us back to our hotel, the heat was unbearable, and we'd been waiting for a while. Finally the bus pulled up, but there were too many hotel guests to fit onto the bus. I stood on the sidewalk looking into the bus and there he was with his family. All I could see were his eyes, they were the lightest blue I had ever seen, they left me breathless. I knew he wanted me on that bus, but it just couldn't work out at the moment. We took a taxi back instead. We rested for a while in our room, and then headed back for the indoor swimming pool. The kids were swimming and I was sitting in a lounge chair reading when I saw him. He was standing outside the glass door at the back entrance to the pool. I put my book down and headed out the doors to him, and walked right into his arms, wet bathing suit and all. The first time he put his arms around me I knew I'd want to stay there forever. I heard the door open behind us, and we pulled apart immediately and walked away from each other. I had to go back to the pool area, but the feeling of his arms around me lingered, and I wanted more, soon! Later, we were all in the outdoor pool, my husband had joined us. I saw Him at the glass door and I knew I had to go to him. I made some excuse to exit the area, and went directly to him again. This time he put his hands on me, he held me, and he kissed me and I never wanted to leave him. I didn't feel scared, I didn't feel like it was wrong, I felt like I had finally found...home. How could something so good be bad? He teased me about owing me a spanking for the times I had been willfull and disobedient. We had joked about how many I would get, but now it was happening, it was finally time. We were in a little alcove in a hallway, and he told me to bend over. I said, "No Jimmy." Wrong answer! He replied, "Don't you ever tell me no," and with those words I was lost. I felt myself go into sedation mode, the world fell away where all there was is Him. He took me by the hand and led me out an exit door, to the back of the hotel and in broad daylight with a major highway going by, he pulled my bathing suit up like a thong and spanked my ass for the first time. I knew it was pain, but it didn't register as pain, it registered as lust. It was incredible, it was what I needed, what I wanted, and I wanted MORE. I didn't want it to end, I didn't want him to stop, I wanted it to go on and on and on. He stopped and pulled me into his arms, kissing me. He pulled my bathing suit down and sucked on my nipple, I thought I would die with the ecstasy of it, even when he bit it. I loved the feel of his lips on mine, his hands on my body, the feeling of his hair in my hands. He pulled me back inside and kissed me again. I needed to go back to the pool, but he kept trying to walk away and couldn't. He kept coming back to me, and kissing me. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to leave him, it was very difficult and I can still feel the pain of it in my heart. It hurt far more than the spanking, and still does. It makes me cry. I don't know how I ever went back to that pool, I must've seemed very out of it, as I could still feel those lingering feelings of subspace, but somehow I pulled it off and all was well. It was not our intention to hurt anyone, ever, but sometimes people need more than they are getting out of life. I won't try to justify it, it is what it is. And it is good! We swam for a while longer, and then the kids wanted to go to the indoor pool, so we did. He was there, watching us swim. We spoke for several moments and made plans to meet again soon. As my family was going back to the room, I told them I'd be up in a few minutes, and waited for them to leave. I met Jimmy again, and again he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. We went outside again, and he said he had to finish the spanking, as it hadn't been as many as we had agreed to. I laughed, and I went with him, anywhere he led me, I went. This time two men approached as He had his hands on my ass, and he pulled me into his arms as these guys went by. He knew I had major exhibitionistic tendencies, and this was very exciting to me, to be outside in daylight with my ass bare and two strangers watching. They saw the entire scenario, and had big smiles on there face as they went past. Lol. I loved it, I want to do it again. The second spanking was very hard, but still it didn't really register as pain, its difficult to explain, it registered in my body as very intense sensations of lust. My pussy was dripping wet, and after the spanking he thrust his fingers into me from behind, it was heaven. He took me back inside and pushed me up against this wall in this little alcove, kissing me, touching me everywhere. My bathing suit top was down and his mouth was on my breasts, sucking, licking, sending me to heaven. It was the middle of the afternoon, people were around, and several walked by. He hid my body with his, so no one could really see, and when I tried to cover my breast when one couple went by he wouldn't let me, so I didn't. He covered me with his body instead. His kisses were ecstasy, as he drew my tongue into his mouth and sucked on it and had his fingers on my clitoris I thought I would fall at his feet. He was holding me up, I was holding on to him, and every time he drew his finger across my clitoris my body shook and I almost collapsed with the feeling. He slid a finger deep inside me and brought it up to my lips and told me to taste it. My lips automatically fell open and I drew his finger into my mouth, sucking on it like a little cock. I can still feel the sensation of his finger on my tongue. He pulled it away, and slid it back into my pussy, drawing it out and putting it into his own mouth, tasting me. He said he loved it, and that I tasted so sweet. Then, there were no people around, he knelt at my feet, pulled my bathing suit aside revealing my shaved pussy to his eyes. I leaned back against the wall, my eyes closed, as I felt the tip of his tongue open my labia, and slide across my clitoris. I was so close to cumming from the ministrations of his fingers, that it only took about two minutes and I was sent into orgasm, with my hands in his hair and his face buried in my pussy. When I came down he stood up to me, kissed me and I could taste myself on his lips. He pulled me down the hall, and into the sauna room. I was so glad no one else was there. It was incredibly hot, but not as hot as we were, as he slid my bathing suit bottoms off and bent me forward onto the sauna bench. There was no lock on the door and someone could've entered at any moment. I didn't care, I was beyond caring, all I wanted was Him, to feel his cock slide into me, I needed it and would do anything to have it. I felt his hard cock pushing against the entrance of me from behind, and I was so wet from cumming he slid in easily, all the way. His hands were on my hips and I was thrusting back to meet him every time he thrust forward. He was pushing hard into me, hard and fast, and the sweat was rolling off our bodies in the hot sauna room. I had been afraid of the size of his cock, but it fit easily, and the feeling was indescribable. He said my name when he came, and that he loved me. These were the most erotic moments of my life, stolen moments of pleasure, and I will never forget them. Saying good bye was the hardest part. I don't regret a single minute of it, but I'm now left with a terrible longing, a wanting like I've never known before. I am obsessed. I am addicted. I am in love, and I am in pain. My heart hurts from wanting to be with Him, and we will again, but they will have to be more stolen moments. The bruises on my bottom were dark, there was a perfect hand print, I could put my hand on it exactly where his hand had been. It may sound odd to say, but I liked the bruises, and I felt sad as I watched them fade. It was my first experience, and all I can say is...thank you and I want MORE. I love you Master. Stolen Moments On ordinary days in hidden thoughts, he will come for her, this thief of her senses... Stolen Moments A story of submission She knew she ought to be working, there was so much to do and there where days when this haunting of her senses ceased to visit her and she could simply go about her day without interruption, time becoming filled up with the mundane or routine things of life. Yet on those days, the days when she slowly or sometimes quite suddenly became aware of a quiet need deep within... If it weren’t for certain tell-tale signs she might even miss the beginning of a quiet yet building stirring in her being that whispered a sweet longing for it, for him, this voice that brought her to places she dared not go so brazenly before. Quiet it began but did not remain so and in fact soon would begin to filter into her thoughts like the slow building trickle of water through cracked stone, moisture building in the tightest of valleys slowly forcing a blooming like the blossoming of a rose. Velveteen petals softening and warming to a blush in the in the onslaught of this building pressure behind a quiet facade. To anyone not really watching she might have appeared unfettered, non-pulsed by anything other than the daily tasks at hand yet to the careful observer the evidence of this change within would've been apparent in subtle ways... the movement of the hands becoming more languid. The weighted lids that revealed darkening eyes... Even her mouth which up till that point had been pursed in concentration would begin to transform seemingly all at once falling gently open, the bottom lip becoming fuller and the tint beneath the thin skin warming to the blush of her thoughts. Hands unconsciously reaching up for an almost lover-like caress of the neck before hastily being brought down to her lap, control regained, a wildness once again harnessed by the ropes of practicality. Yet the thighs atop which these hands sit clench together in an age old movement which seeks to quell the aching heat which pulses there. Her fingertips open and shut in an unconscious plea as if to beckon the release she now craves... In a rare stolen moment she is alone in the house without the distraction of anyone there to constantly remind her of her responsibilities. It’s in this time that her thoughts go to him, this stranger with whom her body is now so familiar despite the fact that they've never officially come together in the physical realm. Sliding into to softness of the easy chair in the bedroom she takes a pause from the demands of the day. With the help of a small remote she turns on the stereo and the room is filled with low horns and languid strings. The music, one of her favorites, is from Brazil the darkly, sensual sway of it seems so fitting to her personality. With a sigh she slips out of her shoes and begins undoing the pearl buttons of a thin peach colored blouse. She slips it from her shoulders revealing the lacy demi –cut bra whose whisper thin molded tops shone the tops of pert nipples. Her breasts which had always been ample even as a young girl, are too large to be considered perky yet too full and firm to be anything but enjoyed. “Come take me away from the madness of this world embrace the passion of life as this rhythm unfurls. In your island soul I can find my answers. ” The music pulsed through her senses as she allowed her head to fall back and curled her feet up under her the action causing her skirt to reveal the tops of firm thighs the color of rich, slow melted chocolate. Her fingertips tracing a heated line from the graceful line of her neck to the slowly rising curve of her breasts she dips in to caress the hardening nipple as she wonders if he will call tonight. The first time she received one of the strange phone calls, she’d been more than a little alarmed listening to the almost silent breathing on the other end... Knowing as she did that the normal thing to do for such a call was of course to hang up ,something instinctive had told her that this was no random prank and that there was no immanent danger, so she’d waited, waited till he finally spoke. The words he spoke were brief and to the point yet spoke volumes in their minimalism. He informed her that during these special “conversations” there were to be no words spoken no traditional greetings offered. The only sounds exchanged were to be those of passion- the slick of skin, the catch of breath the moans of ecstasy across the electronic lines that bound them together like so much rope at ankle and wrist .Words and everyday chat were to be saved for their e-mails. Having long since discovered a personal liking for his/their games, she agreed wholeheartedly and was thus never disappointed. These conversations in sound usually left her a hot, sated heap across the bed or floor and, on one occasion, the kitchen table. Thus far tonight however the phone had not rung and as the sun began to set she was alone with her thoughts and her longing. Rising from her position in the chair she began lighting the various colored candles spread around the room casting a golden glow that danced shadows across her skin highlighting her ample curves. The hiss of the candle wax joined the slow snare of the tropical drumbeat coming from the stereo which she turned up as she passed then continued into the adjoining bathroom to fill the oversized sunken tub. The tub with it’s adjustable jets and wave simulating features was one of a few luxuries she’d allowed herself when, due to a bursting pipe, the bathroom had ,had to be re-modeled several weeks before. It had become her late night retreat, a catalyst to this other world of languid pleasures and sensual serenity. Feeling a want for indulgence she added scented oil to the water from a glass bottle on the vanity and as she did so, caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Looking at herself she was struck by two things... the first being that her hair which she’d finally cut short about a year before in order to let it grow back naturally was longer now than it had been in years falling in coiled ringlets about her face and shoulders. This tickled her as she remembered her years of adamant resistance to scissors, trying vainly to hang on to the barely there processed mess that had been. The second was her eyes, for a time the light within had been dimmed now they seemed to look back with a twinkling expression of knowing, as if she now shared a secret with her sensual self. Stepping back into the bedroom she sat at the edge of the bed and set to the task of removing the rest of her clothes. Starting with the lace-topped thigh high’s and garter which she’d worn simply because it gave her pleasure making her feel feminine and beautiful, next came the peach bra and matching thong. The large amount of pleasure she received from the tiny garment was the main motivation for buying the set, the fabric of the thong cupped her sex like a velveteen hand anxious to explore her molten depths. At the thought of this she felt the slightest drops of moister escape and trickle down her inner thigh a sign of the river of nectar building inside. Something told her he would be calling tonight; her body always seemed able to tell. Tempted to use her fingers to dip in and find some somehow relief she instead rose and made her way to the bath, obediently saving her pleasure for him... Stepping into the steaming waters, she sinks her silken limbs into the depth the slight sting of the heat only serving to heighten her already hyper sensitive senses. A contented sigh escapes her lips as she is struck by the thought that this must be what it is like to have the cool breeze run across the back of ones neck on a warm day in paradise, or perhaps the feeling of bathing in a tropical hot stream wearing only the love of nature. Whatever it is she loves it with every fiber of her being. The roiling liquid and fragrant oils act like small waves bringing to her a sense of peace and taking from her the stresses of her world. And what of his world? What did it like where he was right now? Were the colors of the setting sun the same as those that shone through the picture window adjacent to the bath? Steam rising from her skin she runs her finger across her lips and wonders what his lips would feel like against hers. Would she enjoy the taste and warmth of his mouth... the salt of his skin, the slick of his essence against her tongue like so much nectar coaxed from deep within some forbidden fruit? What of the ambrosia that their union would make? The musk like scent of it perhaps heady and sweet lingering in the air and on their skin. In the glow of the candles light her hands slip across the plains of her breasts, over her stomach and through the foam to caress her heated folds as she slips first one , then two fingers into her hungering depths, unable to fight the need for some kind of release. The knowledge that she will later be disciplined for her willfulness only serves to enflame her passion further. She sometimes knowingly disobeys him so he can punish her. She knows it pleases him to do so and she in turn gains great pleasure from pleasing her master. Because they can’t be physically in the same place they have to be inventive when it comes to testing one another’s limits and this requires a mutual to commitment to obedience in all things. The anticipation of it coupled with what is to come drives her crashing towards ecstasy as she proceeds to drape one oil-slick leg over the tubs edge granting better access to her probing fingers which seek to plunge deeper with each thrust, a simulation of an age old union of positive and negative space, the attraction of opposites, the union of male and female. Pleasure ripples in building waves from her core as her head rolls back against the tubs edge exposing the long graceful line of her neck and the ripples of steam that rise from puckered nipples, a result of the mixture of hot water and cool air against the mahogany of her flesh. As the inevitable pressure builds her thighs clench together almost as if to somehow hold off the torrent of her orgasm. This motion traps and presses her hand in place pushing her fingers deeper much the same as she imagines her hands in his hair would hold his lips and tongue to her heat. Riding out her orgasm her juices flood her fingers which she now brings to her lips to be licked clean like a contented feline before once again stretching out to bask, just a little longer in the candles glow. -End part one- Written and arranged by: Cherished wings... Writers note: Copyright is a beautiful thing and is in full, legal effect here... Stolen Moments The door opened without so much as a whisper as she stepped into his hallway, walk-in closet office. He was engrossed in a computer file and didn't immediately notice her. She dropped her keys and sunglasses nosily on the desk beside him to get his attention. He looked up, startled, and smiled broadly when he saw her. It was July blazing hot outside and that thin white t-shirt clung to her curves in all the right places. She knew it. He loved it. She smiled back and kicked the door to the tiny office closed. His eyes widened as she sank into a chair opposite him and glanced his way. They were so close together that he could hear her breathing. Neither could think of a way to get this conversation started. They both knew what they wanted. Each other. But here? In a tiny office that was little more than a closet with its scarred workbenches, and shelves jammed full of tools, supplies and manuals? She was the adventurous one in his life. He wasn't so much these days... caution and wisdom coming with age. She always said he needed to live a little. For once in his life he couldn't think of a single reason not to. He hooked one foot around the leg of her chair and rolled her even closer to him. When she was resting between his legs, she leaned forward, her ample cleavage nearly spilling from the deep vee of her shirt and placed her head on his chest. She sighed and looked up at him. Running a finger down her cheek he caressed her face. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel. Reaching around behind her, he flipped off the over head lights in the office, allowing the glowing computer screen in the corner to illuminate her. Their mouths met in a fiery explosion of the unchecked passion that ran deep through them both. He teased her, nibbling at the corners of her mouth, while she whimpered and tried to catch her breath. She caught his tongue with her mouth and sucked on it, driving him a little over that edge. His hands wandered down to the hem of her shirt, teasing and taunting her with his warm caresses. He pulled her onto his lap and continued his onslaught upon her mouth as one hand found it's way up her skirt. To his delight, she wasn't wearing panties today. Somehow he doubted that she ever did. He fingered the already hot and slick folds of her pussy and listened to her gasp. No words between them could have meant as much as hearing her moan and whimper for him. Sliding two fingers deep inside her he know that she was more than ready for him. He paused a moment working his thumb over her clit, listening to her breathing change and waiting. He knew she was about to come for him. She arched forward towards him, squeezing his hand between her thighs, opened her eyes to stare deeply into his and began to shudder and shake as she came, oh so hot and wet against his hand. Before she could relax and begin to breathe normally again he settled her back in her own chair for a second. She began to protest with another plaintiff whimper. He shushed her with another long lingering kiss, while he unbuckled his belt and slid his zipper south. She reached forward and took his hard cock in her hands. She began to stroke him, squeezing his hard shaft as she ran her hands up and down in a dizzying motion that threatened to be his undoing. He was about on fire from her delightful ministrations. He leaned back in the chair and lifted her on top of him, her skirt sliding up around her waist. She fitted herself to the length and considerable girth of his cock and sank down onto his hardness. He filled her completely. She began to move on top of him, wantonly filling herself with him and taking her own pleasure regardless of his. He grasped her hips with both hands and tried to control her movements. None of that... she would have none of that. He slid both hands up under her thin t-shirt and began to caress her breasts. Her nipples were straining against the thin fabric of her shirt, already taut and stiff. He rubbed them both and listened to her cry out. She bend her head toward him and her fiery red hair cascaded across his chest. He captured her lips with his and began another invasion of her succulent mouth. She continued to ride him, squeezing and tugging, trapping his throbbing cock deep inside her and taking him for the e-ticket ride of his life. When he could stand it no longer, he grasped her hips firmly with both hands, pushing himself even deeper inside her and let himself go, filling her completely with his thick spurts of his hot come. She leaned forward against his chest and clutched at him as she orgasmed over and over, the waves of pleasure both exhausting and delighting her. And when it was over, their ragged breathing settling back to normal and the fire in her eyes beginning to die down, they both smiled and regarded each other as if neither could believe what they had just done, here in the tiny closet office in a busy hallway, on a random Thursday afternoon. Stolen Moments VISUALIZATION "I am standing when someone comes up behind me and gently wraps their arms around me. His scent is hauntingly familiar. I slowly turn around and it is he. We gaze into each other's eyes. We smile. We slowly lean into each other and kiss- a soft, gentle kiss. We look again into each other's eyes- We are drawn once more into a kiss. This kiss is slow- a exploration of each other's lips. It then deepens as we taste each other's mouth. It's a kiss that reaches down into the very tips of our toes and the depths of our souls. We feel each other's attraction. We cannot doubt it's existance." THE TRYST We are to meet at a hotel. I arrive first. I set the mood for the evening- candles, wine chilling in a bucket, strawberries with whip cream and dipping chocolate- whatever the pallet desires. I slip into a classy, red negligee. It's silky and tasteful. I wear nothing underneath. I am ready. I hear a knock at the door. I slowly open it and there he is. He takes in all of me and I take in all of him. We gaze at each other for awhile and then we slowly come together. We kiss soflty and gently and then deepen the kiss. His tongue explores the depth of my mouth and my tongue joins him in that exploration. We are tangled up in each other. Our mouths part and we begin to caress each other. I stroke his hair and face. I nibble on his ear and then slighly nip at it. My touch moves down and I slowly begin to take off his shirt. I look at his firm, muscled chest and arms. Exquisite! I begin to kiss his neck and move my mouth slowly downward. I suckle at his nipples and lick him with just the very tip of my tongue. Every part of this seduction is for his pleasure. We move slowly towards the bed and then recline there. THE MAGIC CONTINUES His hands move up my negligee and he finds the warm, private part of me. His fingers explore around and inside. My passion is building. He slowly slips off my negligee and I am before him in all of my nakedness. He gazes at my breasts and smiles slightly. I then begin to unzip his pants and slowly remove them from him. He is wearing boxers-- black. His mounting pleasure is peeking outside of them. I then smile. I remove them and begin to explore his manhood. We are both peaking in pleasure. I position myself on my back and he enters me. Our passions build. We are riding the most exhilirating ride of our lifes. We climax spontaneously and then are replete-- basking in the afterglow. AFTERGLOW He holds me in his arms afterwards and I softly caress his arms. We remain quiet - each entertaining our own private thoughts. After awhile, we realize that we haven't taken advantage of the little treats that I had brought with me. He pours me a glass of wine and then he pours one for himself. We clink glasses, I giggle and we toast our time together.We sip the wine slowly. I feed him a strawberry and then I take one for myself. We smile and then he asks me if I want to take a shower with him. I shiver in anticipation. We both go into the bathroom and I bring some candles in with us. He turns the water on and lets the room steam up. He takes my hand and pulls me into the shower. The water is warm and oh, so, delightful. Will their be more lovemaking? I anticipate what is to come. SWEETEST SHOWER We are in each other's arms and the water is spraying over us. We kiss deeply letting ourselves devour each other's mouth. Our bodies are pulsating. He pushes me up against the shower wall and enters me wholely. Our hands are interlocked as he makes passionate love to me. We come quickly. We are both shaking. We stay interlocked until our passion subsides. He gently pulls away then and grabs the soap. He washes me and I then return the favor. What a wonderful way to get to know each other's body! He shuts the water off and we step out. He grabs a towel and dries me off lingering at his favorite parts of my body. I then dry him off and feel his most delightfully, masculine parts. We gaze at each other replete in the knowledge that something so powerful and magical just took place. We move into the room and slowly get dressed. We kiss each other then--- will this be farewell forever or will we take another risk to be with each other? Time will tell but the temptation will be too great. He says good-bye and leaves first. I pack all of my belongings, take one last look around the room, pause and then walk out of the door. I will never be the same again. Stolen Moments I was lying in the bed, naked fingering myself, moving my fingers in and out, preparing myself for the evening to come. I am very wet with anticipation, my thoughts keep going back to the previous night, seeing the one of my desires, being next to him, wanting so much more but unable to have him. I start moaning as I continue to play, now I need more than just my pussy played with so I also start pinching and grabbing my nipple, wanting so much for it to be in his mouth, wanting his cock in my dripping wet pussy. Feeling it move in and out. My thoughts keep bringing me to what I want so desperately to do, to fuck the man from the previous night. Keep him for as long as I can. Wanting him to fill my pussy with his cum, so much of it that I can't even hold it in. Mmmmm the thought makes me call out "fuck my pussy hard, fuck it til it screams in defeat, then fuck it some more" My back arches in pleasure, I start biting my lower lip as I continue, now I'm playing with my clit even more, moving back and forth. My mind wonders again to this sexy man, what he was wearing, how he smelled, ooh, I can almost smell him now. Exciting me, my nipples are so hard, my pussy so wet. I am getting so close, my mind starts undressing the man of my desires, first the shirt, mmmm I want to run my fingers across his chest feeling the hair. I want to move in with my mouth, kissing moving closer, and then taking his nipple in my mouth. Then suddenly, I am startled from my thoughts by a knock on the door. Getting up I walk to the door, wanting to know who is disturbing my thoughts. I rip open the door, not caring that I am still naked, thinking it serves them right for disturbing me but, in front of me taking a full slow look at me is the one I had been thinking of. I open the door more walking toward you, moving my hand up the door jam to the extra lock moving it forward to block the door from closing. Now I am in the hallway, not caring who walks by, moving my hands up your chest, bringing them to your neck then face. Making you give me a kiss. You taste so good, you smell just like I remembered. You feel, so good. You bring your arms around me pulling me in even closer. The door closes but not all the way, getting stopped by the exposed lock. I can't just stand here kissing you. I need more, I want so much more. Pulling you closer, moving myself closer, leaning into you. Kissing, my fingers in your hair pulling you in; I can no longer control my desires. I push you back into the wall across from my room. Frantic to get your clothes off I move my hands down to get your shirt, barely able to control myself from ripping it off of your body. I pull it up over your head, only stopping from kissing you for just a moment. Not wanting to stop, but knowing I must take in all that I can; for this is just a fleeting moment and I want to remember all that I can to get me though. Stopping from kissing you I lean back just a bit; now looking at your chest, running my fingers along it, feeling your muscles, the hair, getting so much more excited, needing so much more. I lean in, gently kissing your chest moving my lips from the center over, now feeling it with my tongue and lips. So very nice; as I continue moving and exploring your upper body with my mouth. I move my fingers down reaching the waist of your pants, grabbing the button to undo it. You stop me, pulling me in to you and say "not here, inside, we have plenty of time" You lean down and kiss me again, moving your hand to grab onto mine. Then quickly twist me around and walk me into the room away from those watching. As we walk into the room I move my hand quickly up and move the lock so it doesn't block the door from shutting. Once inside, I will no longer be denied. You drop your bag; that I hadn't noticed you were carrying, on the floor. I rush into you, pushing you into the wall again, this time my hands are faster than yours and I have your pants unbuttoned. Now I am watching wanting to see what comes out of such confinements; as I unzip your pants, being very careful not to injure the contents of this most precious of gifts. Being so very thankful of what I am about to receive. As the zipper moves slowly down, I watch as your dick starts to peek out from its restraints wanting out just as much as I want it. Once the zipper is fully down, I move my hand inside, feeling along the inside of your groin, moving down grasping your balls in my hand. My mouth watering at the feel and the sight of the feast before me; not wanting to wait any longer but knowing that I must finish unwrapping the treasure completely. I bend down to take your cock in my mouth, just for a taste. "Mmmm" I moan as I bring it slowly from my mouth, taking just a few extra seconds at the tip, barely touching it with my tongue then putting the tip back into my mouth, tasting the pre-cum that is already there. "Mmmmm, very nice" I say smiling as I stand back up, moving my hands from around your balls to bring them across your hips moving them in a downward motion while I remove your pants. You step out of them, kicking them out of the way. Now, I have nothing stopping me from what I wanted most. Grabbing your hardened dick in my hand, I kneel down positioning myself to better be able to continue what I started. I spit on your dick, giving me more lubrication so I can stroke you. I move my hand rubbing my saliva onto your shaft. Watching my progress and how it is affecting you. I smile and lean in, opening my mouth. As I get closer I look up at you, watching your response as I take you into my mouth. Seeing your excitement I moan in pleasure. Mmmm. Moving your cock deeper into my mouth, forcing my hand farther down, until it has nowhere else to go but to leave the shaft that it had in its grasp; now your hardened, throbbing cock is all the way in my extremely wet mouth, I'm drooling in excitement and not just from my mouth. My hand that was just holding your shaft, seeks another place moving from where it left off to grab your balls, playing gently as I continue to bring your dick in then out of my mouth. I continue to look up to make sure you are watching, enjoying yourself. Now confident that you are I move my hand from your balls farther back, as I do, I move my other hand to play with myself, fingering the already dripping pussy. My other hand keeps moving, exploring seeking out even more things to play with until it reaches a new treasure. My fingers start seeking, moving, massaging until one breaks through, bringing your pleasure even higher as I start finger fucking your ass. Your hardened member in my mouth, my finger moving in and out of your ass, my other hand finger fucking my pussy; I am moaning with pure pleasure, feeling the tingling, the warmth slowly moving first from deep within, moving farther out wanting to completely encompass my whole body. "Oh, yes" I mumble not wanting your dick to leave my mouth, sucking, even harder, moving my fingers in and out of your ass faster. Finger fucking my pussy, continuing, faster and harder, moving my body wanting so much more; I hear you moaning, you grab my hair, forcing me to continue to suck you, deeper. My mouth is so moist, my pussy even more so; the excitement can hardly be contained. I feel your dessert screaming to get out. Feel your balls tighten each time my mouth gets close to them. My finger going deeper in your ass. You are now moving just as hard as I am "Yes, suck it bitch, suck it, make me cum" I hear, as you move my head more forcefully now using both of your hands pulling me into you then back off. "keep fucking my ass, oh yes, don't stop" "fuck yes, ooh, suck it, suck it all out, deeper, oh yes, don't stop" I have already cum from your excitement and I continue waiting for my dessert, wanting it. Now I move more than 1 finger in your ass, stretching it, playing, moving them in and out. Taking my other hand that is soaking in my own juices I bring it up, stroking your shaft. Meeting my lips then bringing it back down. Tasting my essence mixed with yours. Taking it all in, enjoying each inch of pleasure. Moving your cock in then out of the warm moist pleasure of my mouth that you had only thought about, now knowing what is in store for you this evening. Thinking that this is just the beginning you let go of the load that so desperately wanted to escape. As I feel you pulsating, feel the warmth, taste the delicious treat I am now enjoying. I move my fingers into your ass holding them there, feeling your muscles tighten with pleasure. I keep you deep inside my mouth, until you have completely unloaded. Mmmm very good; I move your dick from my mouth slowly as I move my fingers from your ass. When I reach your tip, I bring it out, then back in my mouth sucking every bit of your cum off, not wanting to miss a drop. Then I bring it back out, giving it a little kiss as a thank you for cumming for me. You pull me up from the position I had been in, bringing me close enough for you to kiss me. Your tongue exploring, tasting the pleasure we just experienced. You not ready to be done, the night just began, pulling me into your naked body, feeling our two bodies together, the burning desire. You now move me across the room, guiding me until we have reached the bed. Gently you move me, laying me down. I move farther up the bed giving more room for you to join me. Crawling in bed to meet me you pause, putting your hand on my leg moving it up, feeling the smoothness of my skin. As you touch my leg I feel the burning desire even after your hand moves to the next spot. I watch you, the intensity in your eyes. They look as if you are trying to burn these stolen moments into memory to keep for later, to be able to remember for later. Telling me that you know this is just a fleeting moment, the thought of knowing you are feeling the same way. . . Moments are what we have promised each other, and that is what we are doing. Feeling your hand now so close to my pussy brings me back from my thoughts and back to the moment at hand. Now both of your hands are on my thighs; pushing my legs farther apart, giving you even more room to do as you want. I am giving you freedom for anything, just as we discussed previously. Anything you desire, I will never refuse, I only asked for one moment which you had just given me. Now you move down, I see what you are about to do, exciting me beyond words. I open up even farther giving you complete access, feeling your tongue touching me gently licking and teasing me. Just knowing how much you are enjoying the flavors excites me so much more; moaning as I close my eyes to take in the pleasure that I so rarely enjoy and never at the extent of what I now am receiving. You are moving your tongue splitting my lips, exploring the gifts I am allowing you to have. Moving down stopping to tease my clit then you continue to play and explore stopping for moments then moving, going from one spot then coming back to my clit, you gently take my hardened clit in your teeth, trying to see just how far I will allow you, surprised just a bit as I let out a very loud moan saying "yes, bite it, mmmm" I am now playing with my nipples, squeezing them and twisting, grabbing and playing. You continue to lick and play using your tongue and then I feel your finger going inside my dripping pussy. "Yes, fuck it" I say as you move it farther in. I am moving my hips, trying to guide you to what I want, but you keep on your own task, continuing to lick and play, fucking my pussy with your finger and then I feel something more. Breeching my ass is another finger, instantly I cum and move farther down making you go deeper inside not wanting to wait for you to gently enter. "Oh, yes, fuck it, fuck my ass" I say as I now am moving more frantically wanting so much more, needing more. "lick me, fuck me yes", you keep going, moving your fingers in and out of my ass and pussy, scissor fucking me and licking and teasing my clit. I am so excited, I want even more, needing more. I look at you, the intensity in my eyes wanting your dick inside of me; unable to decide where I want you more; but this is your time, I promised to allow you your time, just as you allowed me, no interruptions. You continue moving harder and faster knowing how excited I am. You can feel me tighten, feeling the warmth, the pull to bring you in deeper, hearing my moans getting louder, my breathing faster. I am feeling the tingling moving getting ready to explode, moving quickly "oh, yes, don't stop" "oooh, fuck yes" you continue going until you feel me cum. Moving in to catch what I am giving, licking and sucking not wanting to let any escape your lips. When I have finished cumming, you take your hand that is now covered in my juices and move it up to my lips, gently touching allowing me to enjoy the flavors of the pleasure you just gave me. You are kissing me slowly as you continue up my body. You stop at one nipple taking it in your mouth, sucking it, playing with it with your tongue as you grab the other nipple and play with it as well. When you have finished with the one you move to the other, not wanting to leave it out and you play with that one as well. I put my hands on your back moving them, feeling your back enjoying the movements of your muscles underneath them. Then bringing them up to the base of your head, slowly gliding you from my nipple to my mouth; I need to kiss you, to taste you once again. You allow me to guide you up to my mouth, kissing me, both of us exploring each other. My hands still moving along your back, then I bring one around to enjoy the feel of your chest, feeling your hard nipple and playing just a bit. Wanting you to move into me, to lay down on me, I wrap my legs around your waste and tighten them pulling you down into me. I feel your dick getting hard, the jump it made when it touched me. This bringing instant excitement and pleasure that you are able to feel with the wetness it produced. As we continue to kiss, I start moving back and forth, rubbing your hard dick across my clit. Feeling the pleasure, I want to excite you so you feel the same need as I do, until I feel you move away from me. Upset that you do not want to continue, I try to follow only to realize what you are actually doing. I relax my legs to give you more room, allowing you to split open my lips with the tip of your penis, feeling the moisture on the tip, the precum you had and you feeling the juices that has escaped the deepest darkest of my pleasure. The hole that threatens to envelop your entire being; allowing your tip to run along my clit, down, slowly torturously as it goes to reach my pussy. When you have reached just the edge, I move quickly making you go in farther then you had wanted. You wanted to just play with the rim, edges before diving in. You pull out, then move yourself in slowly, just getting the tip in, then bringing it back out. You are playing with me, knowing that I want you in deeper, wanting everything. Moving you in, I try to pull you in deeper but you are holding me back. Smiling at my frustration you continue to play just on the edge. Feeling my pussy tighten, then snuggle along your tip, then you pull back out. I have now moved my legs from around you to your shoulders. This allowing you to continue to play and giving me more leverage. We continue playing with your tip in then out of my warm wet pussy. Going in and out, over and over again, each movement bringing more warmth, more moisture. I am moaning as I continue to allow you to fuck me, tease me. You move yourself in just the tip then bring yourself back out and then slam into me, "oh, yes, fuck me" You continue to slam into me, bringing yourself deeper with each stroke. You feel the excitement as you continue to fuck me. In and out, moving again and again. I am almost there. I feel your excitement as you continue fucking me. I feel the firmness of your member as it continues to move in and out of me until in a moment you leave my pussy and then bury yourself deep into my ass. I instantly cum, everywhere, gushing in pleasure; screaming out in ecstasy. You have already entered deep into my tight ass you try to stop to give me time to relax but it is too late, I will not let you stop. You must continue, once you have started, explored the one area I cannot resist. I force you to continue, moving you "fuck it, keep fucking it, fuck my ass." I yell. "don't stop, fuck it hard" I have already cum once, but now I am moaning, loudly, "oh yes, fuck it hard, yes" I can't control myself. I am getting more leverage, making you continue to fuck me, deep. Wanting you so much deeper, needing you deeper. I continue to move getting you to continue to slam yourself into my tight ass. You continue fucking me in and out, slamming me, you feel me tighten even more, knowing how excited I am makes you even harder, watching me squirming with pleasure, seeing me moving and enjoying myself brings you even closer. You start feeling the tightening in your balls, feel the pulsing within you, the tingling as it travels throughout your body. Then you look back at me and see me looking deeply at you, you hear me say "fuck me, cum for me, deep inside, I want to feel you throbbing with pleasure, fuck my ass, deeper, oh yes" feeling you start to cum inside brings me even closer. Each throbbing movement as you cum, you pushing yourself deeper in, causes me to cum again, this time I am not holding back, the pleasure not allowing me control, I let loose completely soaking the bed. After lying down relaxing from our recent activities, we decide that we both need to have something to eat. So we get dressed and start out of the room. I'm first out of the room and stop just outside turning toward you to make sure you have the key. You stop just in front of me; I reach down grabbing your dick and leaning in giving you a kiss. I reach around you holding my hand out, stopping the door and moving in close to you. You put your hand in the middle of my lower back, pulling me further into you. When I finish kissing you, for now, I ask if you have the key. Once you let me know that you do. I let the door close and we start walking down the hall. After a short distance walking side by side, not used to having the freedom of no one knowing us, I finally decide to move closer to you putting my arm through yours, holding onto your arm as we walk to the restaurant letting your arm brush against my breast, teasing my nipple. When we get there it is busy but they were able to find us a table. I go to sit down with my back to the door, giving you the better view of the room, but you grab my hand and pull me to sit down where I was letting you sit and to my surprise you sit right next to me instead of across from me. Once you are sitting you reach across me and put your hand on my leg opposite you. You look at me and say "I can sit and look at you anytime but it isn't often we have the freedom to touch like this and I am taking full advantage." Smiling, I reach over and put my hand on your upper thigh so my fingers gently can rub against your member. Our waitress stops over and gets our order and walks away. We are talking and I am getting even more aggressive with my touching, I feel how excited you are getting while sitting there. As we continue to talk we are looking at the room seeing what is in there and then always returning to each other. After a while I can't contain myself any longer and slip down under the table, it's a good thing there are table cloths on them because I move my hands to your pants undoing them. Pulling out your dick, grabbing it firmly in my hand and leaning in putting it in my mouth, which is so moist, wet with excitement. You lean back in your chair giving me more access letting me move your dick farther into my mouth. You have to keep control of your reactions while I continue to suck you, licking grabbing and stroking. Moving you in and out of my mouth. I am getting even more excited and now start to drool with pleasure. My saliva moving down your balls finding its way to your ass. My fingers exploring the trail it leaves as I continue to suck, moving your even harder dick in and out of my mouth. Stolen Moments Now my fingers have breached your ass moving in, helping you remember our most recent of activities. Moving in 1 finger then another, moving deeper, my other hand grasping your dick stroking it tightening the more excited I get. I am starting to quietly moan, as I continue to move your dick in and out of my mouth wanting so much for you to cum inside, the thought excites me even more as I continue. I hear that the waitress has stopped by and your concentration has now been disturbed and you now need to talk to her. Wanting to see how well you can handle yourself I get even more aggressive and am now moving my fingers deeper into your ass, moving them apart stretching your ass muscles giving you even more pleasure. I feel your hand move down to my head. Holding me still so you can concentrate on the question you were asked. Something she needed to know about my meal, a decision that needed to be made. We have not discussed these things so you are unsure how to answer, releasing my head just a bit you allow me to nod, but I take the extra opportunity to go to town on your dick and you are barely able to hold control to give the answer that the waitress needed. Once she leaves you relax a bit more and give into the pleasure you are now receiving. Allowing me to continue moving your dick in and out of my mouth moving my hand up and down your shaft now holding very tightly, my fingers moving in and out stretching your ass increasing the intensity of pleasure you are feeling. I continue going, starting to feel your body tense up, I know you are about to cum, I feel the heat increase, the balls tighten, I feel your dick pulsating, your ass muscles are now giving me even more difficulty in my quest to stretch it; which intensifies my need to move even more aggressively up and down your shaft, in and out of your ass until you can no longer hold back. Both your hands are now holding my head, pushing it down onto your dick. Holding me steady forcing my mouth to keep you deep within it. I feel the tip of your dick pulsing against my tonsils, I feel the cum shooting out against my throat. I start to gag in reflex but you hold me steady not allowing me to move up just a bit, keeping me there until you have finished. Once you have relaxed your grip on me, I move you out of my mouth just a bit and then back in, sucking to get all the cum off of you and into my mouth. Then I move your dick slowly out of my mouth, stopping at the tip just to play for a moment longer. As, I finally let your spent dick out of my mouth, my fingers leave the abyss of your ass, gently massaging it once they have left allowing just a few extra moments to thank you for the excitement. I rock back onto my feet and start to move back out from under the table, but you stop me whispering "not yet" I stop until you say it is ok, then I move back up into the seat next to you. You put your hand back on my legs and lean into me, kissing me. Your tongue exploring wanting to get a taste of the pleasure you just had. Disappointed because you are unable to find any, you finish kissing me then lean back and refasten your pants. I frown at the prospect of having your dick locked up instead of living free. Once you have finished getting yourself more presentable, you lean back into me putting your arm across me letting your hand rest on my outer thigh, allowing me to lean my breasts against your arm. You feel my hardened nipples poking you, so you move your arm just a bit, rubbing them, until the waitress finally arrives with our food and another round of drinks. We eat and talk but continue to sit touching each other. Stopping every once in a while to take another touch or feel of each other, making sure this isn't another one of our fantasies but reality. Once we have finished eating, we need to stay to allow our food to settle, knowing if we leave here we would not stop to let ourselves relax. Our conversation continues, the room gets even busier. Now there is no space so we find that we have a small group of people joining us. We continue to talk to them enjoying the conversation. I decide I cannot wait any longer and get up. You look at me questioning, I smile and say I will be right back I need to go to the bathroom, several of the ladies that joined us decide they needed to go as well. Once away from the table and the others one of the ladies grab my arm and tells me how hot you are, how sexy see finds you and hopes I am not offended. I look at her because it is now just the two of us and tell her, I would not be offended if she joined us in our room, moving in putting my arm around her I ask if she would be offended if I were to kiss her. Before I could get the whole sentence out she kisses me. Once we part she grabs my hand and pulls me into the bathroom. The others that came in with us had already gone in, once inside the bathroom I find myself thrown against the wall being kissed, a hand moving up my shirt massaging my breast. She leans into me, pushing our bodies against each other. My nipple is being pinched tightly in between her fingers. Then she moves her other hand pulling my skirt up, grabbing my bare ass, moving her fingers in between my cheeks, sliding them down until she meets my ass hole. Moving one finger in, I gasp in desire. At this point one of the other ladies in our group says "Hey, that is enough, let that poor girl go, she already has someone waiting for her" So she starts to move away but I stop her, putting my arm around her pulling her in I whisper the room number in her ear and tell her we will not wait all night. Then I move away and finish the business that I came for. Once finished it is just the lady and myself in the room. I am washing my hands when she steps in behind me, whipping me around to face her. She grabs me, picks me up, puts me on the counter, moving my legs apart she moves in and kisses me, pulling me into her. She moves her hands under my shirt, pulling it up over my head. She moves her mouth down, taking my nipple into her mouth, sucking it, moving her tongue quickly back and forth over my sensitive nipple, back and forth while grabbing my other one in between her fingers. I am arching my back in anticipation when she puts my nipple in between her teeth and bites, a moan escapes my mouth once she does that. She steps back from me. I look at her thinking I did something wrong and she hands me my shirt. Smiling she said, "I will be waiting at your room for you, I hope your mate will be just as exciting" Then she walks quickly out of the room. I sit there stunned that she made me so excited, I have never met someone like this, just the thought of her makes me all wet, there was only one other that can cause me to react this way and he is waiting for me. I quickly put my shirt back on, turn to look in the mirror to make sure I am presentable then walk back to the table where you are waiting. Instead of sitting down I stand next to you. You look up at me questioning, but you see the desire in my eyes, you can smell the excitement, you see the tenseness in my body, you feel the heat I am producing and then look at the others that had joined us and excused yourself. Standing up next to me you put your hand in the middle of my back and give me a kiss, then we both say good night to those that we spent the last few hours with. As we walk to the room I tell you what happened, stopping you in the hallway just before the final bend to our room. I turn to you and say, "I have never done this before, I am nervous, if you don't want to do this I will go ahead and tell the lady that I changed my mind." You look at me stunned that I would think that you would not want to do this. You say "I am disappointed that you would think that I wouldn't want to do this" Smiling I grab your hand and almost run the rest of the way to the room. Outside the door leaning on the wall she is waiting for us. She is beautiful, skin so flawless, her breast, larger than mine, still a perky shape of youth, hair so smooth and long enough to grab onto and pull, legs that go on forever. She is taller than I am but not quite as tall as you. Just seeing her there waiting makes me wet. We stop outside of the room looking at her. She pushes herself away from the wall, puts her arm around me pulling me tightly against her, my face almost into her breasts, she leans down and kisses me. With her other hand she grabs your dick and balls. We both are fully aware of what it is she wants and it is the same as what we are wanting. Once she has finished kissing me. She looks at you and says "I can't wait to see you naked as well. I want your hard, thick dick inside of my tight wet pussy before the end of the night." You open the door and we step in. She picks me up. My legs wrap around her, her hands moving under my skirt, she is kissing me, while walking me to the bed. You start to move in and she stops you. While looking at you she says "get undressed. Sit in that chair and watch. I want to have this woman alone and have you watching first, then when I tell you, you can join." Her dominance excites you as you obey what she has requested. She continues to hold onto me; while she watches you strip down. I feel her nipples getting harder as you first take off your shirt, seeing your chest I know of her excitement as she takes a deep breath, then you take off your pants. She sees your dick already hardening in excitement. I notice the increase in her breathing and know that she is already wet in excitement. She continues to watch you until you are sitting in the chair, then her attention goes back to me as she throws me into the bed. I take off my shirt and skirt as she also gets undressed, throwing them wherever they land. Once completely naked she crawls into bed towards me. She notices that I am nervous, so she stops and looks at me and says "first time?" I nod which excites her even more. Now she is in between my legs, her breasts are touching mine. I feel the hard nipples, moving back and forth as they swing from her movements. This excites me watching them move like that. My pussy so wet I feel the juices dripping toward my ass. Then she moves back in kissing me; moving herself closer. She lays down on me, our pussies next to each other. I feel her rubbing herself against me. I reach up taking her tit in my hand I grab firmly, exploring until her hardened nipple is in between my fingers. I start pinching and twisting. I now feel her juices dripping onto my pussy. I hear her moan in excitement, she lifts up, as she does I move the breast I have in my hand up to my lips. Kissing it, she moves farther up giving me more space, once she does I take her other tit and bring it up. I am now moving my lips, tongue and teeth back and forth between the two. Licking and nibbling. I hear her moaning in pleasure. I then take one of my hands and move it down, grabbing her ass. I lean back and tell her "I want to taste you, bring your pussy to my mouth." She complies and now her pussy is by my mouth. I grab her ass with my two hands. My tongue is out, gently splitting those luscious lips, she also shaves but has just a small line of short hair. As my tongue moves in between her lips I taste her own juices, different then the taste of mine but not something I can't enjoy. I feel the hardened clit. I move my tongue over it. Slightly moving back and forth. I am watching her reaction to each place I am moving my tongue, finding out what it is that she is enjoying. My tongue is hard, playing gently then more aggressively, moving back and forth along her clit. I hear your increased breathing, matching ours. Knowing you are watching us and enjoying the show I continue. My tongue is now exploring even farther into the depths of the unknown to me. I find the pussy and I explore. My tongue going in, then out playing with the rim, as I explore with my tongue, my finger starts exploring the depths of her ass. As I breech the opening I feel the increase of juices on my tongue; this giving me the permission to continue with my exploration. Once I have two fingers inside I hear "yes, fuck my ass, put your tongue deeper in my pussy. Yes" She has grabbed my hair in both of her hands, moving my head toward her, her hips moving back and forth as well. She continues, moving back and forth until she cannot handle it any longer. She moves herself away from me turns and now she is licking my pussy. Her pussy is now back in my mouth. You are now watching the two of us eating each other out, you know our pussies are both dripping in excitement you want to join us but are unable to because you have been told you need to only watch. You hear our moans, you see us moving our hips back and forth. You see us exploring each other with our tongues and our fingers. The fury is getting faster our moaning louder. It continues, you hear "oh, yes, just like that, fuck it, yes, don't stop" our movements more forceful as we both get closer, we can't stop. Your excitement in watching this display has caused you cum and you are now using your own lubrication to continue as we get even closer to the ecstasy we have been striving for since we were in the bathroom together. Until you see our bodies tighten, then you see the convulsion as we are releasing the pleasure, you see us moving drinking of the forbidden juices that are ours now to enjoy. Once we have finished. The lady moves around giving me a kiss, thanking me. She leans in kissing my neck and whispering in my ear; then moving back to give me another kiss. Once we have finished we both turn and look at you. Seeing your excitement; we both get out of the bed and move over to you. We both have our hands on your dick and you are moving from kissing me and then her. Your hands are exploring both of us. You are grabbing her tits, hers being your preferred size and moving your hand down to feel the wetness of my pussy. I move down your chest stopping at your nipple to tease it with my tongue, just as she moves the same way I am. We have finally reached your dick. The lady and I are kissing each other around your dick. My fingers moving to your ass her's playing with your balls. We move our tongues around your dick meeting each other then moving around. We move to your tip, teasing around the ridge, she is putting your tip in her mouth then bringing it back out. We both stand up stopping. I grab your hand motioning for you to stand up. This time I have you move to the bed. You lay down and we continue where we left off. We continue kissing each other around your dick. Then moving up then down your ridge then bringing your tip inside our mouth, one then the other. You have 2 women sucking you, exploring you. Until the lady starts sucking you and I move down. My tongue moving and exploring even farther down. First it is your balls that have distracted me. I have them in my mouth, sucking and playing with them. My fingers exploring your ass. She is moving your dick in and out of her mouth. Your hand is now exploring her wet pussy. You are feeling how tight it is. Knowing that it has not been familiar with a man's dick, wanting so much to give her yours. Then you feel my tongue on your ass, moving around the rim, once it enters you lose your concentration, moaning in pleasure. Knowing this reaction is caused by me, I force my tongue in deeper, bringing my finger in as well; this exciting you even more. I hear you even louder. "Yes" We continue, moving faster in and out, up and down, our fingers, our tongues, our mouths, the moisture is getting too much for you to bare. You must let it loose, you can't keep it contained any longer, until you are about to explode. We quickly move toward your dick. Both our hands are around your shaft. Moving up and down stroking you; our tongues teasing your tip until you erupt. Your cum shooting up out of your tip, The lady and I are catching the ropes of excitement with our outstretched tongues. Fighting with each other trying to get the ropes for ourselves. Once you have finished releasing your load, we both go to continue to kiss each other around the tip of your penis, until we are satisfied with the knowledge there is nothing that we have missed. We move up your body kissing you, licking you, until we have reached your mouth. The three of us are now kissing each other. Your hands are around the two of us. We have your dick in ours. Our bodies are moving back and forth, rubbing against each other. The excitement is getting even more. You and I are now thankful that we spent some time earlier resting, for the night is just beginning. Our excitement is getting more intense, you now want to have your dick buried deep inside a pussy, unsure of whose you want , we anticipate your need and I say "I want you to fuck her pussy" The lady responding lays down to allow you access. You not wanting to fuck her that way, hesitate until you notice that I have gotten out of the bed and moved over to the drawer. Knowing what is inside and what I am about to do, you respond and quickly move on top of her. First you start kissing her, rubbing your engorged cock against her lips, splitting them and feeling her clit, rubbing it with your cock until you feel me right behind you. You feel the strap on dick on your ass cheeks, you hear me say "I want you to fuck that cunt while I fuck your ass" your cock jumps with excitement and I hear a moan escape from the lady's mouth. As you move your dick farther down, getting ready to breech the tight pussy, you feel my dick, moistened with lube, moving down to breech your ass. I am being careful, wanting to enter just at the moment you enter her pussy. At the moment you are knocking at the pussy door, I am knocking gently back and forth the tip of my dick, moving slowly, teasing your ass, gently in then out just a ¼ of an inch, letting you know that I am just waiting for you. I feel you move quickly deep inside the tight wet pussy, just at the same moment I move quickly deep inside of you. I hear both of you moan at the same moment with the same intensity. We are unable to control ourselves any longer. Our movements are now as one, we are fucking each other, our breathing matching each others, our hearts beating faster as we continue moving in and out, you of her pussy, me of your ass. You hear me say "Fuck that cunt, fuck it fast, oh Yes, fuck it" as I continue to fuck your ass, moving faster and harder, trying to bury the cock even farther into your ass, your movements matching mine, trying to bury your cock deep inside of her pussy. Moving faster and faster, deeper, in and out, we both move, hearing the moaning, the calling out, fucking more and more intensely. We continue, fucking each other, moving harder and faster each moment. You are watching her boobs bouncing up and down, feeling mine against your back, my hard nipples moving up and down, we continue, going fucking more and more, we cannot control ourselves any longer. Our intensity is getting too much to bear, until we all release, cumming. We are now receiving release from our intense activities. Relaxing, you grab me tightly to you as you roll to your side, you are not ready for me to leave your ass. Once we are laying down in bed, you reach back grabbing my arm bringing it around you, making me hold you tight. Your hand laying on the lady's stomach. She turns and gives you a kiss, then leans over you and gives me a kiss as well. Once she is done she moves to get out of bed. She turns to us and says "Thank you for a very nice evening, but I need to get up early in the morning to work" Then she gets dressed and leaves. By this time you move to turn to me, kissing me you tell me, "thanks that was very nice" and give me another kiss. Then you say, "go ahead and take off your cock then come back to bed so we can get some rest." I quickly move putting my strap on back into the drawer and crawl back to bed. Once in bed you bring me into you, give me a kiss then have me roll over, you move me right into you, I feel your dick against my ass, your hand moves down to my pussy. But you don't play, you just want to keep your hand there and we both fall asleep, dreaming of our recent activities, being thankful that we have met each other. Stolen Moments The sunlight beaming threw the open blinds caused Ailani to squint and place a hand over her face to shield her eyes from the glare. She stirred a bit and the slight throbbing between her legs brought her back to the night before. She glanced over at the gorgeous man who lay beside her, wrapped in silk deep burgundy sheets. The morning sun shone on his face as well but he seemed unbothered by it. Her Eddie. She watched as his eyes slightly rolled underneath his closed eyelids. She studied his slightly parted lips as slow and steady breaths escaped them. Her eyes traveled down at his slowly rising and falling chest. She wanted to trace the dark tattoo on his bicep with her finger butt she did not want to disturb him. He looked so peaceful. She smiled as she watched the man she loved rest so tranquilly. The sun reflected off the gold band that fit perfectly on his left ring finger and the loving smile that took over her face began to falter. That ring brought her back to reality. That ring symbolized commitment. Faithfulness. Love. She felt her eyes begin to sting and her vision become cloudy. As the first tear hit her cheek, she quickly wiped it away. She gently laid her head back down on his pillow and thought of last night. She squeezed her thighs together as she felt herself become wet. He always made her feel so good. She closed her eyes as she thought of how his tongue circled her sensitive clit, and how he gently sucked on it. She groaned when she imagined him looking up at her with hooded brown eyes as he pushed his tongue inside her. She had grabbed a handful of his dark brown hair in an attempt to lock his head in place as if he were going someplace. He slowly entered a long thick finger inside her wet core, then another, curving them upward as if she had taught him. She clawed at his sheets as he seemed to beckon her orgasm. He was relentless, refusing to stop until he felt her tighten around his fingers. Until he felt her delicious juices cover his fingers. He felt it. Her body began to quiver. Her toes curled. She attempted to push him away but he would not budge. He wanted her to cum. He wanted to taste it. Once her body relaxed, he slowly removed his fingers from her tender pussy and brought them to his lips. She watched as he sucked her wetness off his fingers and felt herself grow wetter. She smiled as he brought his lips closer to hers. He licked her lips causing her to moan. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and gently sucked on, causing him to let out a manly moan in return. He loved when she did that. She slid her hand between them, grabbing his thick dick. "I want it," she whispered. "You want what?" he teased. "This," she replied, squeezing his dick. "Tell me what you want baby. Say it." "I want you. I want you inside me." "You want what inside you baby? You want my finger inside you?" he asked while smiling. He knew. "No," she breathed frustrated. "I want you to fuck me. I want your dick inside me," she said finally. He kissed her and quickly obliged. She gasped and clawed as he grabbed and thrust himself into her forcefully. "This what you want baby?" he teased as he caused her body to rock. "Yesssss." "How do you want me to fuck you? You want me to go slow?" he asked as he slowed his pace, teasing her with his dick. "Or do you want me to fuck this pussy hard and fast?" He picked up speed. "Oh my God!" she screamed. "Fuckkkkk." He smiled as he stared down at her. She felt so good. Wet. Tight. She was always so eager and ready for him. She watched as her breasts bounced from his thrusts. He was entranced by the small silver barbells attached to her nipples. By the dark ink on her body. He watched as she looked up at him. Her brows were furrowed and her lips were parted. She was beautiful. And all his. "Get on top," he commanded. He didn't give her time to process his request because he quickly grabbed her by the waist and lifted her. He kissed her again before positioning himself on his back, all the while holding on to her and not removing his dick from her. She placed her hands on his smooth chest and planted her feet flat against the mattress. She lifted her body slowly before sliding back down on his engorged dick. He watched as his dick disappeared between her brown folds. It always amazed him how she took all of him. The sight and thought of it made him crazy over her. He grabbed her tightly and brought her chest to his before thrusting forcefully into her. Her screams and moans were music to his ears. *** She shook herself, bringing her back to reality. She glanced at his wedding band once more. She had to go before he awoke. She scanned to room for her dress. It lay in the far corner with his shirt and pants. She slowly slid herself towards to edge of the bed, careful to not wake him. "Where you going?" she heard behind her. She didn't want to turn around. She didn't want to see him. She didn't want to fall into the trap. "Home," she said quietly. "Stay, please." "I can't." "Why not?" he asked. She felt his hand caress her side. "Baby look at me." She shouldn't have. She should have gotten up, grabbed her things, and left. Instead she turned towards him. "Stay with me," he pleaded. "I can't," she said quietly. "You know I can't. I can't do this anymore." She felt those hot tears cloud her eyes once more. "Baby." "I can't. I can't do this to her. She's your wife." "But I love you." She looked into his eyes. She believed him. He loved her. Just not like he loved his wife. She gave him a sad smile and turned away from him. She walked over to the corner where het dress was. He watched as she slid it over her body. That beautiful body. Before he could help himself, he was sliding off the bed and walking over to her. He kissed her neck and pleaded for her to stay. He grabbed her and turned her facing the wall. He lifted her dress to her waist and positioned his stiff member at her wet opening. She tried to push him away but he was stronger. He forced himself into her and they both let out a primal groan. He felt so good. She pressed her round bottom into him, urging him to go deeper. He rested his hands beside hers on the wall as he grinding his dick inside her. The gold band on his finger caught her attention again. "Stop," she pleaded. "Please stop." "No baby. I'm not gonna stop fucking you. I'm gonna fuck you until you cum all over my dick. Then I'm gonna cum inside you." "No. Stop it," she said more firmly. He didn't stop. "Fucking stop!" she screamed. She felt his thrusts come to a stop. She slid away from him, adjusted her dress, slid on her shoes, and searched for her keys. She heard him sigh and plop onto the bed. She refused to look at him. She found her keys on the nightstand. She headed towards his door. She wasn't going to say anything. Not even goodbye. "I'll tell her okay?" she heard him say. "I swear. When the time's right, I'll tell her. " She froze. "You've been saying that for the last 7 months. The time will never be right for you," she said staring at his door, trying to keep herself together. The tears were coming out faster than she could wipe away. "I love you but I'm not doing this anymore." She reached for his door handle and left. She'd done it before. They'd been through this. But this time felt different. She felt she had the strength to finally let go. Stolen Moments Stolen moments. That's all they have together. The times spent together are few. Sure, they talk on the phone and send email messages back and forth but it's not the same as being together. Tonight is one of their stolen moments. The world around them ceases to exist as they create another special memory in a night of passion. As he exits the plane, she feels the butterflies fluttering in her stomach the moment their eyes meet. He greets her with a light kiss to the lips and her entire body begins to tingle. No wonder she loves him so much. He makes her feel so alive! The short drive home feels like an eternity. All she can think about is being held in his arms. And she can't resist touching him. It starts out innocently enough when he holds her hand. But it doesn't end there. She reaches her hand to rest on his thigh. The heat in her hand is unbelievable. She slowly moves her hand further and begins to rub his dick through his pants. His hardness proves he wants her just the same. After a few minutes of this, he says, "If you don't stop now, I won't be able to get out of the car when we get home" and they both begin to laugh. Once they finally reach home, he settles in and they sit down to enjoy a glass of wine. After a few sips, he takes her glass and sets them both down on the table, turns to her and says, "I want you so badly, I can't wait any longer." He pulls her close and begins kissing her. Light kisses to her lips. Softly sucking her lower lip. As her lips part, he slides his tongue into her mouth. Their kiss deepens and becomes more urgent as his tongue circles hers. His hand massages her breast and it isn't long before his thumb begins to feel her nipple swell. Her hand reaches out to rub against his hard dick. Urgently, she unfastens his pants to release him while he unbuttons her shirt. He pulls back and his eyes fall to her black bra. With both hands, he cups her breast, kneading them. "Oh baby, I love you so much" is his reply as he unfastens her bra and takes her into his mouth. She runs her fingers through his hair and holds him close. Then his hand slides between her thighs as she spreads her legs wider. The longer he lingers, the hotter her own desires grown. She reaches for his pants and begins to remove them. He leans back on the couch as she kneels down in front of him. Taking his hardened dick in her hand, she strokes him and enjoys the view. After a moment, she looks at him and says, "Sweetheart, you are so beautiful" and lowers her head to take him into her mouth. The warmth of her mouth feels wonderful. The suction is exquisite. With each stroke of her mouth, he grows harder. "Baby, lean back further and spread your legs more." But he begins to protest; "I want more. I want to slide my dick inside of your pussy and fuck you too. I want to make you cum too." And she replies, "Sweetheart, please. This is what I want. It's all I've thought of since I saw you walk from the plane. We have all night and I'll be at your mercy….but later." Looking into her hungry eyes and seeing her wet lips, how could he deny her? Once again, she wraps her fingers around his shaft. With her wet tongue, she circles the head…around and over it and slides the tip of her tongue just inside the tip. Wetting her tongue again, she slides it down the length of him and over his balls. Lifting them, she takes one in her mouth to circle it with her tongue. And then does the same to the other. And once again her tongue travels up the length of his shaft to take him completely in her mouth. Holding it there, she moves her head back and forth. "Oh baby!" is all he can manage to say as he runs his fingers through her hair. Stroking him with her hand, she says to him, "I need you. I want you to cum into my mouth baby. Will you give it all to me?" "Yes" is his only reply as she begins to suck him again. His dick is so hard. Release is what he needs. She builds a rhythm with each stroke of her mouth … and her tongue circles his dick as her head tilts back and forth. Fingers massaging his balls with the light touch of her fingertips. And before long, his balls begin to swell. "Oh baby, I'm cumming." With very slow movements and a tight suction around his dick, he takes her head in both of his hands. "Yes! Oh baby, suck it!" and he finds his release as he watches her. Mouth wrapped tightly around him, his cum shoots inside of her hot mouth. And she holds him there until she has taken every last drop of him. Slowly she pulls his dick from her mouth as she swallows his seed. And once again, her tongue wraps around his dick to make sure she's had it all. He pulls her to him with a maddening kiss. She feels very happy knowing the pleasure she brings to him because she also knows that during their time apart, he will remember this "stolen moment." Stolen Moments It was just one of those days. You know the kind. You go about your daily business and everything seems tedious and humdrum. It’s only Tuesday, and you’re already pining for the weekend – no work, no worries, some time to kick back. Everybody has days like it, some people more than others, some people less. But this particular day, as it was to turn out, would be entirely different for Amber and her man Sam. It was December, and the two were to attend a corporate Christmas party that evening. The bash was going to be held in a swanky, twenty-story high rise in L.A. The restaurant was very posh, very festive, with decorations decking all the halls. Despite knowing the party should be a good time, Amber was a little reluctant to leave her beachside home to fight the traffic and suck up the smog of L.A. At her place, Amber had some open space, plenty of fresh air and the entire Pacific Ocean for a front window view. She loved living there precisely because the place was removed from the hustle and hassle of the big city. Still, the party offered a good opportunity to get together with Sam once again. They had been dating awhile and were just discovering that their mutual attraction was very physical, as well as mental and emotional. Sex, which had once been tentative, had become consuming, and they both relished it. For the evening, Amber had chosen a sensual, silky dress boasting an exotic floral print. As always, when she was forced to go into L.A. for anything, she spurned panties. When she had to spend time in the hustle, bustle and hassle that was L.A., she preferred the freedom and freshness of an unencumbered crotch. A little quirk. Getting ready took just a few moments. She clipped her bra at the back, dropped the dress over her head, buckled a belt in front and stepped into her heels. Perusing herself in her bedroom mirror, Amber was satisfied. Sam was right on time. Amber heard his car pull up and she stepped out for the evening. After she slipped into the passenger seat, Sam eyed her admiringly, then leaned to kiss her. She kissed him back and probed his mouth with her tongue. A little surprised, Sam pulled away. “What’s that for? Don’t get me going now, we’ve got a party tonight, remember?” “I know. Don’t remind me,” she complained. “You know I hate going into the city. I’d rather spend the evening here. With you.” Sam put the car into gear. “I’d rather stay here too, but you know…” “Yes. Yes. Drive on McDuff.” In all, it took two hours to battle through the L.A. traffic. A couple of assholes in a Camaro had given them the finger and cut them off; it seemed every bus and truck with a diesel engine was spewing fumes at them, and the air conditioning had chosen the present moment to quit working. By the time they arrived, Amber and Sam were in a mood as foul as the L.A. smog. As they walked hand in hand to the building, both looked up at the structure. The main focal point was a glass elevator, which travelled the exterior of the building. As they got closer to the front door, the building loomed over them. Watching the elevator descending, full of people going who knew where, both had the same thought at the same instant. “You know…” said Amber. “Yeah, it occurred to me, too,” said Sam. The pair entered the lobby just as the crowded elevator emptied its cargo. When they had all left, nobody else showed up to take the elevator. Sam and Amber stepped in and pressed the button for the twentieth floor. Sam leaned against the door, while Amber went to the window and looked out at L.A. As the elevator rose, the view improved, revealing more and more of the metropolis sprawled below. Looking at her, Sam could see the city lights through Amber’s thin dress as she stood, her legs apart, gazing out. As they neared the top floor, Sam studied the control panel and punched a button. The elevator lurched to a sudden stop. Amber whirled, then stopped when she saw the lascivious grin on Sam’s face. They took a step toward each other, then were all over each other; kissing, fondling, groping. French kissing madly, Sam pushed against her. His penis was already hard, while Amber already felt a wetness between her legs. “Sam, we can’t,” she whispered into his ear. He put his arms around her, pushing against her, and whispered, “We can. It’s the handicapped stop button. Nobody can get on until we’re done.” “But what if somebody did get on? I’d die,” she countered. But then, feeling Sam’s penis pushing against her while his hands caressed her breasts through the dress, her fear gave way to a rush of adrenaline. Suddenly, all she wanted to do was fuck Sam, right then, right there, in an elevator overlooking L.A. “All right,” she mumbled, reaching for his belt. She unbuckled it, then reached for his zipper. She felt like she should hurry, in case somebody needed the elevator, but she forced herself to unzip him slowly, feeling his warmth through the dark trousers he wore. Squatting in front of him on her heels, she pulled his pants down around his ankles. His penis bulged beckoningly in his briefs, the heading poking out over the waistband. She took the waistband in her hands and, pulling the elastic out and away from him, slid them down his legs to join the trousers. And there was his penis, in all its glory. She noticed a clear drop of pre-cum oozing and bent to lick it away. Sam moaned. That did it. Sam’s moaning seemed to spur her on. Amber wrapped her fingers around his shaft, then eased her lips over the head. Sam moaned louder. Alternating between stroking him and taking his penis deep into her mouth, Amber built up a slow rhythm, sending shivers through Sam’s body. As little slurping noises escaped Amber’s lips, all Sam could do was moan, “Oh man.” “Oh man.” “Oh man.” For Amber, the feel of his skin on her lips, combined with her sucking motion, made her pussy fairly drip with desire. She felt like cumming on the spot and speeded up her sucking. Up and down, up and down his shaft. She felt him tense like he was ready to cum, but he burst out, “Stop babe. I’ve got to fuck you. I’ve got to.” Amber was more than ready. She pulled her mouth off him and lightly blew cool air over his penis. That sent him into a frenzy. He pushed her back against the window and kneeled before her. She spread her legs wide as he moved in and kissed her pussy, lapping up the juices that were already flowing from her. He ran his tongue through the folds of skin and found her clitoris. Sucking it gently sent a shiver through Amber. “Oh, God, that’s incredible,” she breathed huskily. “Lick me. Lick me.” She pushed her pussy against his face as he continued licking, kissing, kissing, licking.” Then Sam stood. “Want me? Do you want me now,” he demanded. “You know I do. I do,” she cried. “Then come on.” Putting her arms around his neck, Sam reached to grab her by the bum. He easily lifted her and she wrapped her legs tightly around him. Wet as she was, she slid easily onto his penis. For balance, he pushed her against the glass, which felt like ice against the hot skin of her ass. She hung on tightly as Sam drove into her, pumping, pumping, moving as deep into her body as he possibly could. As he fucked her, they looked into each other’s eyes, sharing the moment, feeling the lust overcome them. At one moment, Sam was deep inside her, the next, caressing her clit with the head of his penis. All sense of time was lost in the incredible intimacy of the moment. Finally, with a few more thrusts, they came together. Sam erupted in her body, while Amber arched her back as she came, waves of pleasure sweeping over her. Sam continued slowly pumping into her, mixing their juices, which now ran down to his balls. Somewhat sated, Amber now really felt the cold of the glass against her bum. “You’ve got to put me down, babe. We’ve got to get to the party.” “I know,” he said as he lowered her feet to the floor. “Now just a minute while I clean you up.” As Amber panted with pleasure, Sam moved back between her legs, gently licking their juices from her pussy. Some had run down her thighs and he dutifully licked this up as well. After a few seconds, he was finished. He stood up and Amber knelt before him again. She gently licked the cum from his penis and lapped it from his balls. Finally, she took him deeply into her mouth a final time and held him there for a few, fantastic seconds. Now time seemed to speed up. Sam quickly pulled up his briefs and trousers, then buckled his belt as Amber straightened her dress as best she could. Stepping away from him, she asked him how she looked. “You look very pleased with yourself. You’ve got kind of a glow to your face.” “And you look incredibly handsome,” she replied as she stepped to the control panel and released the stop button. She moved into his arms as the elevator rose the final two floors. When the doors opened, the party was already under way, but several people looked at the two of them, then turned away with slight grins, as if sensing what had just taken place. “Well,” said Sam. “We’ve already had dessert for the night, shall we sit down and join the others?” “Why not,” Amber sighed pleasurably. “But nothing can top the night I’ve already had." Stolen Moments I looked at my watch, hmmm he will be here soon I must get the place just perfect. My dear friend was flying in from overseas to visit me for the weekend. I had given him instructions on how to get to the cottage I had rented and was now feeling panic stricken, what if he does not find me? My trail of thought was broken by my mobile phone ringing, I picked up the phone to hear that wonderful accent of his, I listened with a smile on my face, said my goodbyes and switched the phone off, I looked around the room, right I must be ready, I thought to my self as I set to making his welcome just perfect. The fire was glowing, and the wine was on ice, the two glasses next to the ice bucket. Mmmm the candles I must light the candles, I lit the candles and put some soft music on, turned out the lights and looked round the room. Yes, it was perfect; you could see the flames dancing off the walls and the shadows forming in the corners. Once again the silence was broken but this time with the sound of a horn outside, I ran to the window I could just make out the figure of a tall handsome man stepping out of a taxi. He looked at the cottage and a smile formed on his face, yes it was you, I could not wait to see you face to face, I ran to the door and swung it open to see you stood there, a man with strong features, wow I melted there and then on the spot. Your smile was so warm and you were everything I imagined you to be. I opened up the door and gestured with my hand for you to enter, you looked at me but did not move, the look of panic must have formed on my face because you just smiled more and put out your arms, don't I get a kiss were the first words you spoke and they melted me completely, I fell into your arms and planted the biggest kiss on your lips I had ever given. You lifted me right up off the floor and carried me away from the cold of the night air into the warmth of the room, kicking shut the door behind you. The glow of the fire still made shadows that danced off the walls of the cottage as you held me in your arms, my body slid down yours as we kissed, my feet finally finding the floor and planting themselves firmly there, my hands ran down your chest as I stepped back to take you all in, I still could not believe you were here in my sight, a feeling of total satisfaction came over me, be they stolen moments or not I was going to have the best week end ever. You took your jacket off and placed it onto the sofa and went out into the hall to get your bag that had been discarded when we had embraced, I poured the red wine and knelt down in front of the fire my back against the arm chair. I lifted your glass as you entered the room and you took it, taking a sip and placing it down on the table, placing your bag next to the glass you opened it up to reveal a rose, the reddest rose I had ever seen, picking up your glass you walked over to me and handed me the rose, a rose for a rose, and a tear ran down my cheek. The fire crackled as you sat your self down in the big old comfy arm chair, I lent to the side against your leg looking up at you, I could feel the heat of your leg against my back, you brushed the hair out of my face and ran your fingers over my cheek, then traced the out line of my lips, I still could not believe it ... at last I had you in my grasp, I moved onto my knees and looked you right in the eyes I could almost see my reflection, your eyes shone, such feelings could be seen in those eyes of yours, you slid off the chair, took my glass and placed it next to yours. Face to face we knelt, my hands ran up your chest and started to open the buttons to your shirt one by one, you stopped me by placing your hand over mine, I looked up at you, puzzled ... not yet, you replied, not yet... Taking my hand we stood up, walked out of the room and up the stairs, you stopped at the top and looked around, a cheeky grin on your face, you spotted the bathroom and lead me towards it, opened the door and guided me in. The steam from the hot tap filled the room as the bath filled up, you turned and looked at me, I smiled, nodded and started to unbutton your shirt once again, I slid the shirt off your shoulders and dropped it to the floor, my hand once again ran up over your chest, then down to the belt on your jeans, mmmmm I undid the buckle, the button and zip. As you kicked off your shoes and proceeded to remove your jeans, I took a step back and started to remove my clothing, I undid my jeans and slid them down, kicking off my shoes as I went, stepping out of them I could see you watching me bringing a smile to my face, I slid down my pants and last of all I removed my top, sliding it over my head. Two naked bodies, stood looking, wanting, feeling the need to touch. The sound of the running water took your attention away from my glare, you turned to tend to the bath, placing oils into it, the sweet smell of lavender, mmmmm I stepped into the bath followed by you and slowly lowered my body down into the hot, soapy water. I could feel your body against my back so warm and comfy, your hands wrapping them selves around my waist, sliding up to cup my breasts, I lay back into your arms as you slowly rubbed my body with the warm soapy water. Your hands slowly working their way down my tummy, slow circular movements, lower till they reach the garden of Eden, ohhhh you slide your fingers in between my legs and felt all the splendour, leaving me with in your power. Slowly raising my legs and allowing them to part, allowing you to find my clit, to spread open my lips and feel your way around, as you touch my body jerks, the feeling is so intense your fingers now deep inside my pussy while rubbing my clit. My back arching with every push of your fingers, the juices starting to flow as you nibble on my neck mmmmmmmm I am in heaven, can it really get any better? Hell yes it sure can! You slide your hands back up my body, once again cupping my breasts, I slowly roll to my side and then into a face down position, looking up into your eyes I can see a smile forming on your face, as you start to run your fingers up over my back and through my hair. I start to kiss your stomach, tender kisses planted all around your navel, then with the tip of my tongue tracing a line down to the base of your hard. Ooohhhhhhh, I can see your hard throbbing right there in front of my face, sticking out my tongue, I tease the base and half way up the shaft, the warm water hitting my chin as I continue to lick my way up the shaft, mmmmmmm I look back into your eyes and with a grin I take you into my mouth, feeling you sliding deep along my tongue in my mouth till you find the back of my throat, there you remain till I close my mouth tightly around you and start to suck, sucking up and down your shaft, your hands on my back rubbing so hard, pushing me onto your hard swollen, throbbing cock. I could feel your body reacting to the stimulation I was giving, leg muscles tensing, your hips moving with every deep thrust of your cock to the back of my throat, the warmth of your hands on my back, rubbing and gripping as your body tensed and relaxed, as I go faster and faster I could taste the pre cum oozing, the taste was divine, as I built up speed and rhythm your body started to shake, I could feel every muscles in your entire body jolt as you cum, deep in the back of my throat, the feeling of the hot cum sliding down, mmmmmm was so good. As the last drop of cum left you I could feel your whole body relax and sink down into the bath, a look of satisfaction formed on your face as you slid out of my mouth, I lay my head on your stomach and there we remained for what seemed like ages, two bodies holding, rubbing and totally enjoying each others company. As the water became cooler you patted me on my head and gestured that should get out and make our way down stairs to the warmth of the open fire. We got out of the bath and towelled each other down, wrapping large towels around our bodies we walked out of the bathroom. I could feel the cold air hit my body and i shivered, you placed an arm around my shoulders, pulling me close into the warmth of your body, the heat from your muscular body stirred my insides, the feeling of want came over me, I placed my hand on your stomach and looked up into your eyes. We got as far as the top of the stairs when I stopped, you gave me a puzzled look and questioned my actions, I smiled and wrapped my arms up around your neck, planting a hot passionate kiss directly on your lips, you responded by opening your mouth and allowing my tongue to enter and dance along side yours, probing and tasting. My towel fell to the floor as your arms wrapped around my still slightly damp body, the smell of lavender filled the air, lifting me off my feet and slowly raising my body I wrapped my legs up around your waist, I could feel the heat on the inside of my thighs from underneath your towel. Taking three steps down the stairs you turned round and lowered my body down, I loosened my grip from around your neck and lay my arms up above my head holding onto the top stair, you took my legs from around your waist, lowered and spread them, looking into my eyes you began to lower your head, I took a gasp as I felt your tongue fine my hot lips, parting them to lick at my clit, I grabbed out with my left hand and found the railings to the banister, I grabbed hold of it with a grip so tight I could have snapped it with one twist on my wrist, my other hand I placed on your head, grabbing and pulling at your hair, with every suck of my clit, I pulled on your hair, which in turn made you such harder the feeling was so wonderful, I could feel your fingers probing, finding my wetness and sliding into me, in and out ohhhh I wanted to scream, hell I did scream, arrrrrrrrr your thumb buried deep in my hot wet pussy and your finger sliding in and out of my butt, I was in heaven, wow what a tongue, was all I could think as my body started to shake and fill your mouth with my juices as they flowed and flowed from my body... Being shattered, was the feeling that came over our bodies as I lay on the stairs my legs still shaking, you was kneeling on a lower step looking into my eyes and rubbing the insides of my thigh with a look on your face, a look that said & quote; I am the cat that just got the cream, wrapping my legs back around your waist and grabbing me, you lifted me up and carried me back down the stairs, back into the warmth of the living room, the open fire and the sound of soft music and the smell of red wine... Sliding down your body once again in front of the fire was a wonderful experience I could feel your still hard cock rubbing up against my stomach as I lower my legs, I turned around to look at the fire, the flames still dancing, a slow rhythmic dance, one of passion within its self, the heat warmed my body through as did the head of your body against my back as you wrapped your arms around me and pulled me in close to you once again. I could see the shadows dancing on the walls behind the two wine glasses, I reached out and took the glasses handing one over my shoulder to you and then sipped at mine the wine had warmed up and was so sweet to the taste. Slowly we lowered our bodies down onto the rug in front of the fire, kneeling, still in front of your body, kisses being placed all around my neck and upper back, tingles shooting up and down my spine. I was truly in heaven, stolen moments of bliss, the feeling of total satisfaction, never wanting this moment to end. Turning my body round to face yours I felt something running down my stomach, I had knocked your glass, without a second thought you licked up the spilt wine, lowering my body down onto the mat, I could see the glow of the flames dance on the side of your face and you licked up my stomach, taking every last drop of the red wine, I laughed as your tongue tickled my navel and you just poured the rest of the red wine over my stomach and down in between my legs. The long strokes of your tongue against my hot flesh made my body tingle I could feel my self getting wetter and wetter, deep inside me I was shaking and feeling the need to explode, as the feelings got stronger and stronger you just teased, your tongue playing with my navel and nipples making them so hard and erect, my back arching wanting your tongue to glide down and take me, to lick me, to taste my sweet juices once again. My body could take no more, as I lay down there in front of the fire place, I could feel my entire body shaking, the hot cum running freely between my legs, you ran your fingers down my tummy, between my legs and deep into my pussy, ohhhhhh you then took them away and ran them over my lips. I could taste my self so sweet as I sucked on my bottom lip, lowering your head you kissed my lips sucking the juice's back out of my mouth and slowly lay your body on mine, my legs falling open, allowing you to slide between them, I could feel the heat and the hardness of your swollen cock as it found its way to my wetness. Yes, ohhhh yes, sliding deep with in me, I could feel my self opening up from with in ohhhh I could not contain my self, digging in my finger nails your body jolted, in return you bit down on my lower lip and your eyes smiled, such a wonderful feeling, two bodies giving and receiving, moving together as one, Cumming together over and over again, be they stolen moments or not, they will always remain embedded in my heart... Stolen Moments It was just one of those days. You know the kind. You go about your daily business and everything seems tedious and humdrum. It's only Tuesday, and you're already pining for the weekend – no work, no worries, some time to kick back. Everybody has days like it, some people more than others, some people less. But this particular day, as it was to turn out, would be entirely different for Amber and her man Sam. It was December, and the two were to attend a corporate Christmas party that evening. The bash was going to be held in a swanky, twenty-story high rise in L.A. The restaurant was very posh, very festive, with decorations decking all the halls. Despite knowing the party should be a good time, Amber was a little reluctant to leave her beachside home to fight the traffic and suck up the smog of L.A. At her place, Amber had some open space, plenty of fresh air and the entire Pacific Ocean for a front window view. She loved living there precisely because the place was removed from the hustle and hassle of the big city. Still, the party offered a good opportunity to get together with Sam once again. They had been dating awhile and were just discovering that their mutual attraction was very physical, as well as mental and emotional. Sex, which had once been tentative, had become consuming, and they both relished it. For the evening, Amber had chosen a sensual, silky dress boasting an exotic floral print. As always, when she was forced to go into L.A. for anything, she spurned panties. When she had to spend time in the hustle, bustle and hassle that was L.A., she preferred the freedom and freshness of an unencumbered crotch. A little quirk. Getting ready took just a few moments. She clipped her bra at the back, dropped the dress over her head, buckled a belt in front and stepped into her heels. Perusing herself in her bedroom mirror, Amber was satisfied. Sam was right on time. Amber heard his car pull up and she stepped out for the evening. After she slipped into the passenger seat, Sam eyed her admiringly, then leaned to kiss her. She kissed him back and probed his mouth with her tongue. A little surprised, Sam pulled away. "What's that for? Don't get me going now, we've got a party tonight, remember?" "I know. Don't remind me," she complained. "You know I hate going into the city. I'd rather spend the evening here. With you." Sam put the car into gear. "I'd rather stay here too, but you know..." "Yes. Yes. Drive on McDuff." In all, it took two hours to battle through the L.A. traffic. A couple of assholes in a Camaro had given them the finger and cut them off; it seemed every bus and truck with a diesel engine was spewing fumes at them, and the air conditioning had chosen the present moment to quit working. By the time they arrived, Amber and Sam were in a mood as foul as the L.A. smog. As they walked hand in hand to the building, both looked up at the structure. The main focal point was a glass elevator, which travelled the exterior of the building. As they got closer to the front door, the building loomed over them. Watching the elevator descending, full of people going who knew where, both had the same thought at the same instant. "You know..." said Amber. "Yeah, it occurred to me, too," said Sam. The pair entered the lobby just as the crowded elevator emptied its cargo. When they had all left, nobody else showed up to take the elevator. Sam and Amber stepped in and pressed the button for the twentieth floor. Sam leaned against the door, while Amber went to the window and looked out at L.A. As the elevator rose, the view improved, revealing more and more of the metropolis sprawled below. Looking at her, Sam could see the city lights through Amber's thin dress as she stood, her legs apart, gazing out. As they neared the top floor, Sam studied the control panel and punched a button. The elevator lurched to a sudden stop. Amber whirled, then stopped when she saw the lascivious grin on Sam's face. They took a step toward each other, then were all over each other; kissing, fondling, groping. French kissing madly, Sam pushed against her. His penis was already hard, while Amber already felt a wetness between her legs. "Sam, we can't," she whispered into his ear. He put his arms around her, pushing against her, and whispered, "We can. It's the handicapped stop button. Nobody can get on until we're done." "But what if somebody did get on? I'd die," she countered. But then, feeling Sam's penis pushing against her while his hands caressed her breasts through the dress, her fear gave way to a rush of adrenaline. Suddenly, all she wanted to do was fuck Sam, right then, right there, in an elevator overlooking L.A. "All right," she mumbled, reaching for his belt. She unbuckled it, then reached for his zipper. She felt like she should hurry, in case somebody needed the elevator, but she forced herself to unzip him slowly, feeling his warmth through the dark trousers he wore. Squatting in front of him on her heels, she pulled his pants down around his ankles. His penis bulged beckoningly in his briefs, the heading poking out over the waistband. She took the waistband in her hands and, pulling the elastic out and away from him, slid them down his legs to join the trousers. And there was his penis, in all its glory. She noticed a clear drop of pre-cum oozing and bent to lick it away. Sam moaned. That did it. Sam's moaning seemed to spur her on. Amber wrapped her fingers around his shaft, then eased her lips over the head. Sam moaned louder. Alternating between stroking him and taking his penis deep into her mouth, Amber built up a slow rhythm, sending shivers through Sam's body. As little slurping noises escaped Amber's lips, all Sam could do was moan, "Oh man." "Oh man." "Oh man." For Amber, the feel of his skin on her lips, combined with her sucking motion, made her pussy fairly drip with desire. She felt like cumming on the spot and speeded up her sucking. Up and down, up and down his shaft. She felt him tense like he was ready to cum, but he burst out, "Stop babe. I've got to fuck you. I've got to." Amber was more than ready. She pulled her mouth off him and lightly blew cool air over his penis. That sent him into a frenzy. He pushed her back against the window and kneeled before her. She spread her legs wide as he moved in and kissed her pussy, lapping up the juices that were already flowing from her. He ran his tongue through the folds of skin and found her clitoris. Sucking it gently sent a shiver through Amber. "Oh, God, that's incredible," she breathed huskily. "Lick me. Lick me." She pushed her pussy against his face as he continued licking, kissing, kissing, licking." Then Sam stood. "Want me? Do you want me now," he demanded. "You know I do. I do," she cried. "Then come on." Putting her arms around his neck, Sam reached to grab her by the bum. He easily lifted her and she wrapped her legs tightly around him. Wet as she was, she slid easily onto his penis. For balance, he pushed her against the glass, which felt like ice against the hot skin of her ass. She hung on tightly as Sam drove into her, pumping, pumping, moving as deep into her body as he possibly could. As he fucked her, they looked into each other's eyes, sharing the moment, feeling the lust overcome them. At one moment, Sam was deep inside her, the next, caressing her clit with the head of his penis. All sense of time was lost in the incredible intimacy of the moment. Finally, with a few more thrusts, they came together. Sam erupted in her body, while Amber arched her back as she came, waves of pleasure sweeping over her. Sam continued slowly pumping into her, mixing their juices, which now ran down to his balls. Somewhat sated, Amber now really felt the cold of the glass against her bum. "You've got to put me down, babe. We've got to get to the party." "I know," he said as he lowered her feet to the floor. "Now just a minute while I clean you up." As Amber panted with pleasure, Sam moved back between her legs, gently licking their juices from her pussy. Some had run down her thighs and he dutifully licked this up as well. After a few seconds, he was finished. He stood up and Amber knelt before him again. She gently licked the cum from his penis and lapped it from his balls. Finally, she took him deeply into her mouth a final time and held him there for a few, fantastic seconds. Now time seemed to speed up. Sam quickly pulled up his briefs and trousers, then buckled his belt as Amber straightened her dress as best she could. Stepping away from him, she asked him how she looked. "You look very pleased with yourself. You've got kind of a glow to your face." "And you look incredibly handsome," she replied as she stepped to the control panel and released the stop button. She moved into his arms as the elevator rose the final two floors. When the doors opened, the party was already under way, but several people looked at the two of them, then turned away with slight grins, as if sensing what had just taken place. "Well," said Sam. "We've already had dessert for the night, shall we sit down and join the others?" "Why not," Amber sighed pleasurably. "But nothing can top the night I've already had." Stolen Moments Charlie stood in the doorway admiring Jayne's lovely rounded ass, as she carefully bent over and laid their small baby into the cot by the side of the bed. Even though their child was only three months old, Jayne had worked really hard to get her body back into shape. When Jayne turned and saw Charlie watching her, she was surprised as he was not usually home this early in the afternoon. She put her finger up to her lips to warn him not to make any noise. Charlie went silently over, smiling down at their baby daughter. "How's my little girl?" he asked softly. "Ruth's fine, I have just got her off for her afternoon nap," replied Jayne. Charlie pulled Jayne closer and kissed her softly, "How's my other girl?" he whispered. "I'm fine," replied Jayne, kissing him back, then she moved away. "Charlie, your mum is downstairs; she could come up at any moment you know?" "Hey relax; she has just nipped out to the market to get some more wool for the jumper that she is knitting for Ruthie. She will be gone for at least an hour, and you know what that means... don't you...?" Jayne looked puzzled, "No, what does that mean?" she asked curiously. Charlie dropped a kiss on the top of her head as he drew her into his arms once again, so that her back was pushed against his chest. "It means, my love that we have the house to ourselves; at least for the next hour or so anyway." This in itself was unusual for the Howard household, which was normally bustling with people throughout the day. "Oh I see," said Jayne turning her head round to him. "Did you have anything in mind for us to do then?" she added giving him a sly look. "Well I am sure we can find something to amuse ourselves, after all it has been so long since we have had anytime alone." Charlie began to nibble at Jayne's neck and his hands moved to stroke and caress up and down her arms and shoulders. Jayne sighed contentedly and melted into his embrace, feeling his obvious arousal pressing into the small of her back. Charlie's hands undid her blouse buttons and it slipped to the floor. He turned her around to face him and unclasped her bra at the front. His hands caressed and squeezed her breasts, fingers toying with her now erect nipples. Jayne moaned as he bent down to lick and suck at first one of her nipples and then the other. Jayne let her hands slide over Charlie's shoulders and pull at his t-shirt; feeling no resistance as she pulled it off him completely. He stood up next to the bed and drew her towards him, kissing her with such fervour. He glanced down at his sleep daughter and back to Jayne; the unspoken question showing in his eyes. "She'll be ok if we don't make too much noise," Jayne assured him as she slipped out of her skirt and knickers. Charlie hurriedly kicked off his trouser and boxers. He looked at her, "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" he asked as he stroked her cheek. Jayne blushed. As they kissed Jayne's hands wandered down Charlie's chest, past his stomach until at last she found what she was looking for; his firm arousal. She pushed Charlie backwards onto the bed and got between his legs, her hands stroking him, making him even harder. She looked up at him, smiled, licked her lips and began to kiss his hardness all over. Charlie groaned and his hands went to her head as she licked him up and down his long firm length, then she slowly sucked him into her mouth a little at time, her hands fondling his sacs. "Oh fuck yesss..." Charlie moaned after a while as Jayne relaxed her throat to let him slide right down deep. Jayne sucked harder as she bobbed up and down; gently letting her teeth graze down his length. Jayne found herself becoming more and more aroused as she pleasured Charlie with her mouth, enjoying the fact that Charlie was totally at her mercy. Charlie nearly lost control as her tongue flicked around and over the tip of his penis, pressing into the sensitive slit on the top. "Oh my ggdddd Jayne...Stop or I'll lose it!" he panted. Reluctantly Jayne pulled away, but she had a smug look on her face. "I think you liked that didn't you?" she asked him cheekily. "Mmm you know I did... too much in fact," Charlie replied, pulling her to him and kissing her hungrily. After a moment he gently laid her back onto the bed and whispered in her ear, "Now it's my turn!" His kisses trailed down from her mouth, nipping at her neck and then down to her breasts, teasing her nipples in his teeth, sucking hard on them and enjoying the milk which seeped out. Jayne laughed, "You'd better save some for Ruth." Then he licked down to her belly, trailing kisses along the faint silvery stretch marks down to his goal. He found Jayne extremely wet and quickly slid in his tongue whilst his fingers parted her. "Mmm Charlie," Jayne sighed contently. Charlie plunged his tongue in and out of her centre before he sought out her sensitive nub, sucking on it, making Jayne's body quiver and she gripped the sheets on the bed. He slipped two fingers into Jayne and moved them back and forth as his thumb pressed down onto her nub. Jayne's body bucked and she cried out "Oohh, Charlie," softly as she came. Charlie positioned himself between her legs and he quickly sank into her warmth, he could still feel the ripples of her orgasm. He looked down into her soft brown eyes; they kissed as they slowly started to move as one together. Jayne ran her hands over Charlie's broad shoulders and back, enjoying the closeness of their joined bodies. Her moans became louder as Charlie's thrusts became deeper and more insistent; she drew her legs up higher around his waist. "Oh damn... you feel so good," Charlie told her huskily rotating his hips as he moved. Suddenly Jayne cried out, "Oh god Charlie... I'm coming." Jayne clung to Charlie as she found herself being carried away on the tidal wave of pleasure that swept through her body. Charlie could not hold back any longer as he felt Jayne tightening around him, with a soft growl he thrust hard and came, spilling his seed deep with in her. They took a few moments to catch their breath; Charlie still lay buried inside Jayne. "I love you Jayne," Charlie whispered. They shared a long lingering kiss and held each other tight. "I love you too Charlie," Jayne told him. "Well if this is the kind of welcome I get when I get home earlier than usual, then I will have to do it more often." Charlie told her. Jayne sighed, "Your Mum is usually here though, and I can't see her needing to go out each time each time we are alone, and we must be careful. Oh, I do so wish we could have more time alone together, but the way things are we can't. We will just have to enjoy these stolen moments." As if baby Ruth knew that it was safe to wake up, she began to stir. Jayne leaned over and gave Charlie a quick kiss and started to get dressed, she looked at the clock, "Your Mum could be back at any moment, so you had better get dressed." A few hours later, when the whole Howard family where sitting having their evening meal Ron stood up and cleared his throat. "I have an announcement to make," he said. "I got offered the promotion that I was going after in work this afternoon, and after talking it over with my wife, I have decided to accept it. However it does have a down side, it will mean that I will be away from home for three or four days at a time every couple of weeks. But we feel that it is worth it as it comes with a hefty pay increase, which we could really use now that we have a baby." Ron looked over at Jayne who sat with Ruth on her lap and then at the rest of his family before he finished off saying, "I am counting on all of you to look after my wife Jayne and our daughter when I am away." The table erupted with congratulations and reassurance that of course they would all look out for Jayne and baby Ruth. As Charlie got up from the table he glanced up at Jayne and smiled, "Don't you worry yourself little Bro," he said under his breath "when you're not here, I will make sure that they are well taken care of." The End, or is it? Stolen Moments Alex knocked gently on Becca's door while balancing a plate of grilled cheese sandwich and a glass of milk between his hands. "Becca?" he called out softly. His younger sister had been in her room most of the day, for the past couple days actually, and the few times she had come out she hadn't looked well at all, saying something about cramps and a fever the last time he'd asked. Since their parents divorce years ago, when he was 15 and she was 8, each parent had taken a kid and they hadn't seen much of each other at all- and visits every other weekend had turned into every other month and then barely just on holidays, though they had still talked every night. Then he'd gone away to college and it had turned into years without a visit, even after their dad died. But when their mom got sick too he'd taken a break from college to help care for them both and they were as close as ever. When nobody answered, he opened the door carefully and peered inside. The room was cloaked in darkness, except for a portion of the room near his sisters' bed where moonlight streamed through the window. Alex shut the door with his foot and called out softly. "Becca?" Becca stirred from a light sleep at the sound of her brothers' voice. If she thought sleep would make the cramps go away, well she was wrong. It still hurt. At least her head had ceased throbbing. She curled even tighter on her side. "Go away, Alex," she muttered, her voice muffled by the pillow. "I'm not fit for company. Just leave me to my misery." Alex placed the plate and the glass on a bedside table and turned on the lamp. "I won't. Get up, Becca. You need to eat." "I don't want to eat. I just want to die," she groaned pitifully. Alex sat on one side of the bed which had Becca sitting up sluggishly, reaching for the sheets. "Alex, I'm not exactly dressed for company." "I'm not company, I'm your brother," he said, rolling his eyes. But as she straightened he suddenly became aware of what Becca was wearing to bed. She only a small white tank top this time and a pair of high-cut white briefs, the top ending just above her belly button and clinging to her, showing off her chest. Alex was clearly shaken but trying to cover it. This was his sister! "Jesus, Becca! Is that what you wear to bed?" His tone was shocked and a bit angry but he couldn't help it. It was criminal, the way she looked. Her long, thick hair fell in sultry disarray about her shoulder, her beautiful breasts beckoning to him- and damned if her nipples weren't hard. Alex's gaze was transfixed at her long and smooth legs and he swallowed hard. Suddenly visions of those legs wrapped around his waist... or astride his thighs flooded his mind. 'Dangerous territory, Alex. Behave yourself. She's your sister, your flesh and blood. This is wrong. Just don't think about how badly you want to jump her right now….' He shook his head, trying to clear the images away and control his body's reaction. Becca, now conscious of her state of undress, gathered the light sheet to her chest. "It's hot!" she replied almost defensively, a hint of anger in her own tone. "I can't bear wearing pjs in the summer. And I told you I wasn't exactly dressed for visiting. How was I supposed to know you were going to come traipsing in here in the middle of the night!" "I did *not* traipse in here. And it's only 8 pm, for God's sake! It's not like I'm interrupting your beauty sleep!" Alex retaliated. "Grrr, whatever!" He rolled his eyes, taking the pillows and arranging them against the headboard. "Get comfy, Becca and eat." "But I don't-" "Eat. Now!" Becca snatched up the plate from the table and leaned back against the pillows. "All right, all right! Geez, Alex, you're such a bully," she said as she bit into her sandwich. "And you're a stubborn kid." "I'm not-" Chew, chew. "-a-" Swallow. "-kid!" The sheet had slipped to Becca's waist and Alex looked pointedly at the exposed skin of her chest and hard nipples. "Hmm, you're right. I stand corrected." He couldn't help but tease. She blushed charmingly when she realized where he was looking. Alex just grinned maddeningly at her. She stuck her tongue at him before stuffing more sandwich into her mouth. Alex surveyed her room for a moment, giving her time to finish her food. He noted the very feminine pieces of furniture and the frilly curtains on the windows. His gaze settled on her dressing table where six slim colored bottles that served as candleholders were displayed. Then he remembered another kind of bottle. "Cramps still paining you, kid?" he asked, not bothering to conceal the concern in his voice. Becca finished her milk before grimacing. "Yeah. I've always had cramps ever since I got my first period. I always try to avoid socializing with people before and during the first two days 'cause that's when the cramps are really bad and I get irrational and cranky." Alex smirked. "So I noticed." "Shut up!" "See?" "Grrr!" Another infuriating smile from Alex. Then a thought struck Becca. "Oh, my God. I can't believe I'm discussing my period with you!" she exclaimed, embarrassed for the second time that night. Alex reached out to touch her arm. "Hey. You know you can talk to me about anything, kid. I might've been gone for a long while, and I don't know as much about some things as mom, but I'm still there for you if you need me." "I know. It's nice having someone you can talk to with just about anything." "I'm glad," Alex said with a soft smile. Becca gasped audibly as a sharp wave of pain rolled in her belly. She dropped the half-eaten sandwich back on the plate. She drew her knees up to her chest and rested her forehead on her knees, trying to control the pain. Alex jumped to his feet, his face taut with worry. "Don't try to move, Becca. I'll be right back." And then Alex left the room. When Alex returned, Becca wasn't on the bed. He heard the click of a light switch just as Becca opened the bathroom door. "I just brushed my teeth and changed--uh--changed--," She gave up trying to explain a delicate matter. "What do you need a hot water bottle for?" she asked, gesturing to the item clutched in his hand. "It's for your cramps. Come on and lie down on your side." "What are you going to do?" "I'm gonna lie down with you and hold this bottle against your belly." "I can do that by myself, Alex." "Just do as I say, Becca!" "But it's… it's not done, it's not right Alex, I'm…!" "Like hell I it's not right! Now lie down!" Becca threw him an infuriated/exasperated look and sluggishly went back to bed and lay down on her left side. Alex took off his boots and climbed onto the bed. He switched the lamp off before settling in behind her. "Alex--" "I'm all covered, Becca. Now relax." Alex curled himself against Becca until they were lying like spoons side by side. He slipped his left arm under Becca's head while the other went over her waist to hold the hot water bottle against her soft belly. His right thigh slipped between her knees and Becca tensed. "It's all right, baby. It's all right," he whispered in her ear. "You feelin' better, kid?" Becca, lying still and tense, whispered, "Yeah. It's eased, somewhat." "Maybe you'll feel a lot better if you try to relax. You're as stiff as a board." She tried to face him, protesting, but Alex held her down with his arm. "Alex, please! You don't have to do this." "For the last time, you won't hurt me! Now, just... just let me take care of you." Let me hold you, baby. Becca burrowed closer, relishing the warmth of being held by Alex and striving not to feel anything more. Though it was easy enough to imagine that Alex was her boyfriend, holding her because he loved her. She closed her eyes and pretended that Alex was anyone but her brother, that this wasn't wrong. She couldn't let it slip out that she felt, or especially considered, anything more than sisterly love for him. Because then he'd pull away forever, even if he stayed until their mother was better, thinking she was some kind of perverted freak, and she'd lose her hero, her beloved older brother and cherished friend all in one. While Becca was coming to terms with her own feelings, Alex was fighting his own battle too. Having Becca in his arms was driving him crazy. Nobody ever felt so right in his arms. She fit so perfectly and so sweetly. He gathered her body more closely to his, buried his nose in her hair and inhaled deeply. He never wanted to stop touching her. He wanted to protect her always. He had ceased to analyze why he felt such an intense protectiveness when it came to Becca. He just did. He cared for her. And that was more than he ever felt about anyone for that matter. "Thanks for being here Alex," she said softly. Alex continued to stroke the bottle against her belly. "No problem at all kid. Now try to get some sleep. I'll stay with you." "Alex, you don't have to--ouch! That hurt!" Alex pinched Becca in her fleshy bottom and soothed it immediately with his hand. "Now sleep." "You're such a bully, Alex," Becca muttered. "Good night." "'Night, baby." Alex woke to the feel of soft, warm flesh beneath his hands and the first thought that came to him was: There's a woman in my bed. Disoriented, he opened his eyes open but all he saw was a cloud of brown hair. He sniffed and the faint but now increasingly familiar smell of fruity shampoo filled his nose. Becca. I slept with Becca. He blinked at the sunlight filtering through the window and slowly, the events of last night played in his head. He remembered coming into his sisters' room with food and a hot water bottle. He remembered seeing her in her sleepwear... Alex gulped at the lingering image in his mind. He remembered getting into bed with her, holding the hot water bottle against her belly. He remembered snuggling up to her warm body... Suddenly he became aware of their position. But after a moment of trepidation, he realized he wasn't in an awkward or dangerous position at all. In fact, he was in a very comfortable position. He was lying on his left side with Becca's back snuggled up against him. His left hand was filled with a round generous breast, his right hand was resting possessively on her thigh. He stretched his legs a bit only to find out that his right one was wedged high between Becca's long legs. He thrust upward, lodging his thigh snugly between her legs. The action wasn't without a consequence. He groaned as a familiar pressure filled his groin, as he rubbed his erection against Becca's buttocks. He continued to thrust slowly until he felt Becca move and moan in her sleep. That's when it hit him. "Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed with self-disgust, pulling away. What the hell was he doing, taking advantage of a sleeping innocent girl? Especially his Becca, his precious little sister? Alex silently berated himself for his inexcusable behavior. He willed himself to relax and let the tension go away. He tried to think of other things. He even started reciting the alphabet backwards... Z, Y, X, W, V,U,T,S... But it was no use. His erection refused to subside and he didn't want to quit touching her. Not ever. All he wanted to feel was her. All he could think of was the precious woman lying in his arms. She was asleep, she was having her period, she was *his sister*, but he still wanted her. If that didn't make him a horny bastard, he didn't know what would. Wishing that Becca wouldn't wake up anytime soon, he let himself take advantage of this unguarded moment. Despite what Alex told himself time and again about Becca being his sister, and just a kid, he couldn't help himself- and what his hands held didn't lie. Becca was definitely a woman. He flexed the hand that held her breast and he drew in a deep breath at its softness. He didn't know he was a breast man until he became fixated on Becca's breasts. He moved his hand until his thumb could flick the plumped out nipple. Soon, it began to tighten and grow hard. He passed his finger on the bumps of her aureole, memorizing their texture through her tank top. Then Alex went back to focus on her nipple. He thumbed it to hardness. Then he knew. He had to see her breasts. He had to! Somewhere at the back of his mind he heard his conscience yelling at him to stop, telling him what a pervert he was but he ignored the warnings. Alex was so intoxicated with the need and lust for Becca that he ceased to think clearly. He just felt. With both hands, he carefully lifted her top until he bared her breasts. Her beautiful alabaster breasts with pink-brown nipples. With the top out of the way, Alex filled both hands with her breasts and groaned. Ah, Becca. So perfect. So beautiful. Becca arched her back and moaned. The pleasure that was singing through her veins seemed to reach Becca's consciousness. Her body arched and her skin tingled at Alex's touch but her mind perceived reality as a dream, so she dreamed on. Alex froze; waiting for his sister to wake up. But she didn't. She just sighed deeply and settled back down. Alex continued with his ministrations. He cupped her breasts, weighing them in his big hands. He pinched her nipples softly and then not so softly. He took his time playing with them, squeezing them, wishing he could take her nipples into his mouth and suck them hard. He thrust his hips involuntarily against Becca's at the thought. His other hand wandered towards her smooth belly, caressing and warming. Becca moaned at the loss of contact on her other breast and writhed in protest. "Don't fret, darlin'," Alex whispered roughly in her ear, realizing she was responding subconsciously to his touch. "I'm still here. I'm still touching you. God, you're so hot baby." He bit off the last sentence as his hand cupped her mound. He could feel her moist heat through her cotton panties. His thumb and forefinger found her clitoris through her panties. He stroked that nubbin of flesh in a rhythm that Becca's hips followed, thrusting against the hand between her legs. Alex fell into the dance of her hips, too and soon they were both rocking on the bed. "Oh, yes, baby, move those hips for me. Unh, yeah, yeah..." Alex continued to clutch at her breast while his other hand wove its magic in the place where his sister was most a woman. Becca was a quivering mass of pleasure. She threw her head back, trying to contain the loud moan that threatened to erupt from her throat, even asleep. A wild feeling bloomed in her belly and she knew ecstasy was close with each movement of those fingers. Alex felt it too. "That's it, darlin'. You're close. Come on... oh yeah. Come for me, baby. Come for me." And as if Becca's body was actually listening to Alex's command, ecstasy thundered through her. "Kyle!" Becca arched her back as her climax took her, sweeping out all over her body, Alex still thrusting away, exploded at the same time, she got him so hot. Kyle. Her boyfriend. He winced slightly, slowly pulling away, shame washing over him at what he had just done. But he couldn't help but wish he could've seen her face contort in bliss, wish it could've been his name she cried out…. But he had to be satisfied with this stolen passionate moment. It couldn't ever happen again. Becca slowly floated down from her high, sighing deeply in the process. Her restless movement alerted him to the fact that she was waking up. He knew he couldn't be caught humping against her like a maniac. He couldn't bear Becca's disgust. Breathing hard, he carefully removed his arms from her body and slowly rolled to his side of the bed. He was in for a long day.