0 comments/ 13221 views/ 1 favorites The Waterfall By: prerafaelite As he walked through the forest, Nathan listened to the sounds around him. He could hear the soft murmur of the stream in the distance as it emptied into the lake and the distinct call of the parrots as they flew by as the leaf litter crunched under his feet. As the breeze whispered through the trees, the leaves swayed too and fro, rustling gently. The breeze felt cool on his skin and was a relief from the heat of the sun. The smell of the eucalyptus was strong in his nostrils but certainly not unpleasant. He followed the path along the edge of the stream until he came to a small clearing where he could just glimpse where the stream joined the lake. The water was foaming white across the rocks of the rapids before it spilled into the lake over a small crag, creating a waterfall, probably about twice the height of a man, the sunlight glinting off the water casting arcs of bright colour through the spray like tiny rainbows shimmering. Looking down the lake, Nathan could see how beautiful the place was, with the trees growing right down to the waters edge, gracefully hanging down and lapping at the water beneath. Fish could be seen darting through the shallows, chasing small water creatures hoping for a feed. The late afternoon air was alive with the hum of insects, small birds flying in and out of the bushes catching dragonflies in mid flight. As he looked back up towards the waterfall he saw her. He frowned, why hadn’t he noticed her before? She was silhouetted against the sinking sun; her dress almost transparent as her form was highlighted from the light behind her. Her long shapely legs were coltish and he briefly imagined what they would feel like wrapped around his waist, shaking his head, he dismissed the thought, wondering why he would think such a thing of a complete stranger. She could be no more than 20 he thought, smiling wryly to himself as he took in her beauty, feeling suddenly old at 38. “Man, have I spent too long out on my own or what, I need a life,” he muttered, thinking about his job as a freelance geologist for the mining industry. It took him all over the country but he was tired of all the travel and not being in the same place for more than a few weeks at a time, never making friends, only acquaintances, maybe it was time for a change. Nathan watched as the young woman moved with catlike grace over the rocks towards the waterfall. Standing on a large flat rock she turned, letting the spray from the waterfall wet her dress. Straining to see her, Nathan could make out the dark areola of the girls breasts as the fabric of her dress clung to her body like a second skin. “My god,” he whispered, as she began to dance in small circles, swaying her hips provocatively to an imagined beat in her head. Raising her hands, she released her hair from its confines on the top of her head, which sent it cascading down her back in a river of golden silk. She ran her fingers through her hair as the remaining sunlight shimmied and sparkled like a halo around her. Nathan was enthralled by the sight of her; he couldn’t have taken his eyes off her if he had wanted too. Slowly she reached for the buttons on the front of her dress. Nathan swallowed hard as she meticulously undid button after button on a slow journey down towards her ankles. As the dress hung open, Nathan could just glimpse the swell of her firm breasts, wondering what they would feel like against his palm and he felt himself grow hard at the thought. Running a hand through his hair he closed his eyes for a second and thought, “ what the hell am I doing, staring at her like this?” When he opened his eyes and looked back at her, their gazes locked. Staring directly at him, she looked like a startled rabbit caught in the beam of headlights from a car. Then she smiled. A slow sensuous smile that had Nathan feeling as if his heart had dropped to the pit of his stomach. She was exquisite. Turning to face him, she let the dress drop off her shoulders. Nathan gasped as he watched her step out of the dress and move towards the waterfall. Peering over her shoulder at him, the girl stepped into the flow of the water wetting her hair, she turned and raised her face to the force of the water letting it flow over her milky white skin, conjuring up images of a lovers touch in Nathan’s mind. She was washing herself freely in the waterfall, obviously enjoying the sensation of the cool water on her skin, seemingly oblivious to everything else going on around her. Finally looking away, Nathan sat on a log by the waters edge and removed his boots and socks. Dunking his feet, the water felt cool against his hot flesh as he trailed his toes through the liquid. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it off, bending to scoop up some water to splash his face with. Droplets of water trickled down his chest as he raised his head again to look in the direction of the waterfall. The girl was emerging from the flow of water to stand poised on the flat rock above the lake, slowly she raised her arms in a graceful arc, stretching the skin across her chest so her breasts stood out in proud defiance. Bending her knees slightly she dived gracefully into the water like she was born to it, penetrating the surface with barely a splash. Nathan held his breath as she disappeared beneath the surface of the water. He stood to get a better view, wondering where she would emerge. Her face broke through the surface of the water approximately 20 meters from where he was standing, her head and shoulders just visible above the waterline as she slowly swam towards him. All thought fled from his mind as she reached the shallows and rose to her feet with exquisite ease of movement. She stood proudly naked before him, a look of defiance in her eyes, her gaze unwavering from his as she asked, “Who are you?” “Ah,” he said, “I was just about to ask the same of you my dear.” “ Well, I’m sorry but I don’t know you! What are you doing at my lake? Apart from staring at me?” said Elise crossly. “ Well actually I’m doing a survey for the Monroe family on behalf of a mining company I’m contracted too, and by the way, if you insist on stripping off in broad daylight,” he said chuckling,” I’m not surprised you get stared at.” “ You have room to talk! You’re stood there half naked yourself, and anyway it’s nearly dusk and no one is out here usually,” she said. He laughed loudly, a rich timbre of sound resonating deep in his chest. “ I would hardly call myself half naked, not in comparison to you anyway.” * * * * Elise looked at him. Really looked at him. Her eyes roving over his body and she thought that he was the most magnificent specimen of manhood that she had seen in a very long time. Tall, about six foot four, with midnight black hair and the most piercing blue eyes she had ever seen. He made her feel tiny at her not inconsiderable five foot six. He had a small waist and very broad shoulders, well muscled and tanned from the active outdoor lifestyle he must lead, she imagined. His skin was smooth and there was a smattering of dark hair on his chest, which arrowed down his belly before disappearing beneath the fastening of his trousers. The long line of his legs where encased in khaki work pants but she could tell his thighs were powerful and well muscled despite being hidden beneath the fabric. As her eyes slid back up his legs to his groin her eyes widened at the sight of his obvious arousal. Flicking her gaze back up to his face their eyes locked and he smiled at her obvious surprise. “ Like what you see then? “ he asked after her slow and lazy appraisal of him. Blushing, she nodded quickly as she took a deep breath trying to steady the beating of her heart, which now seemed to be beating in her ears as the telltale surge of heat crept up her neck and into her face. “Are little girls allowed to run around out here all alone then? “ Glaring at him she said “ I’m 25 years old, I do as I please thank you very much!” “ Well now you do surprise me,” said Nathan “ I thought you were no more than twenty to be honest.” “ Well I can assure you I’m twenty-five,” she said. Disconcerted, she extended her hand to him. “ I’m Elise Monroe, you must be working for my father.” “Yes, it would appear so. Nathan Roberts here, pleased to meet you.” As their hands touched, a frizon of excitement shot up her arm. She looked at his face in time to see a slight twitching of a muscle at the side of his mouth before the cool mask slid back down over his face again. He wants me, she thought. Feeling her breasts tightening, she took a step closer to him. The earthy smell of his skin permeated her nostrils and she had an undeniable urge to kiss him. She took another step closer and found herself within the circle of his arms. Looking up into his face she could see the latent desire there as he slowly bent his head towards hers. The first touch of his lips to hers was exquisitely tender. She traced the outline of his lips with the tip of her tongue and felt him take in a sharp breath. Dragging her lips across his, she sought entry into his mouth. Willingly he opened for her and their tongues met, sliding across one another like two halves of a whole, drinking in the taste of each other. Slipping a hand around his waist she tried to steady herself. As she did so, he pulled her closer, pressing his arousal into the softness of her belly. Her breathing quickened as she moved her other hand up and back to caress the back of his head. Deepening the kiss, she felt the tremor of excitement filter through her body, indistinguishable from the shudder of his. * * * * Nathan didn’t know what had hit him. One minute he was standing there talking to the young woman, the next she was in his arms and he was kissing her senseless. His burgeoning arousal was pressing against the fabric of his trousers, making him shift uncomfortably as he pulled her closer. “Christ, “ he said against her mouth, as he tried to slow things down, “This is going too fast!” Pressing closer to Nathan, Elise felt the latent strength of him ready and willing, barely leashed, waiting for her next move. Slowly she began rocking her pelvis forward, gently massaging him with the thrusts of her hips. She could feel him holding back, gasping in his difficulty in doing so. Her breasts were pressed up firmly against his chest, rasping against the hair there as their breath quickened with the force of their arousal, the feel of skin against skin so exquisite. Elise had never felt such desire; Nathan was creating havoc with her senses, the taste of him was driving her wild, his scent was pervading her nostrils, making her hunger for more, running her hands over his back she could feel the bunching of his muscles beneath her fingers. He was so powerfully built, hard and big and strong, every woman’s desire. Nathan held her close in the circle of his arms, brushing his lips across hers in a silent invitation for her to open to him. When she did so he quickly deepened the kiss, tongue meeting tongue in a delicious erotic dance of intense desire. The taste of her was like pure nectar, he couldn’t get enough, sweet and tangy, laced with the scent of aroused woman, heady and captivating, almost druglike in its quality. She hitched her thigh up over his hip and again ground against him, at which point he was lost. Lifting her into his arms he carried her to the grass on the bank behind them, laying her down gently as he stroked the skin of her thigh with his finger tips, eliciting short sweet moans from deep within her throat. Tracing the swell of her breast, his hand moved to her nipple, circling it, making it pucker under his fingers as he slowly teased it, rolling it between his fingers till she squirmed beneath his touch. Kissing him with a passion she had never felt before, Elise was intoxicated with the sensations and response he was eliciting from her. Her heart was pounding and her chest was tight, she felt like she could barely breathe. What he was doing to her senses was indescribable. Her breasts were tingling and engorged as he tormented her, driving her wild with the pleasure and pain of his ministrations. He broke away from her mouth and it was all she could do not to cry out as his head moved lower, kissing the skin of her neck, nipping and nibbling as he went, working his way down to her breast to take a pink bud into his mouth. Suckling and licking at it she shivered with delight as he continued to torture her other breast with his hand as she dug her fingers into his shoulders while he caressed her. When she thought she could stand it no longer he stopped, and began to move slowly down her body, licking and biting her skin as he went. Just as he got to the apex of her thighs, he lifted his head and looked at her, a questioning look that made her heart tighten. In silent acquiescence she nodded and he lowered his head. The taste and texture of her skin was driving Nathan crazy. The more he tasted her the more he wanted. The further he got down her body the more aroused he became, he didn’t think it was possible to want someone so much, the ache was almost unbearable. He looked at her briefly, just before he kissed her intimately, and all conscious thought fled from his mind as the scent of her pervaded his nostrils. He gently parted her folds with his fingers, and ran his tongue gently up the smooth pink flesh of her womanhood. She cried out, a whimpering sound that made Nathan want her all the more if that was possible. Slowly he licked her, finding his way to the tiny swollen bud that was the center of her pleasure and circled it with his tongue. Massaging it with his lips he drove her to fever pitch, feeling her clawing at his shoulders in desperation, she was swelling under his tongue and he knew she was close to exploding. He desperately wanted to feel her come against his mouth. Slowly he inserted a finger into her, stroking her as he continued to suckle at her clitoris. She arched against him as the beginnings of her orgasm overtook her, muscles contracting and pulsing as the energy spread through her like fire. Nathan was overwhelmed. As Elise slowly drifted back to reality Nathan moved over her. Kissing her and muttering endearments to her as he worked his way back up her body. She was still tingling all over from the aftershocks of her orgasm but could feel a renewed excitement building in her loins. Tenderly he kissed her mouth, telling her how beautiful she was and how he had never wanted a woman like this before. She could taste herself on his mouth and feel just how aroused he was from the way he was holding himself back, taught like a panther ready to strike. Quickly she reached for his belt. Undoing it, she caught the zipper of his trousers and lowered it to free his erection. Frantically she scrabbled to help him remove his pants, pushing them down over his hips and off. Cupping his buttocks in her hands she shifted beneath him, pulling him towards her. Sweat was beading on his forehead and she reached up and licked it from him, relishing the salty tang of his skin. With one thrust he filled her completely, stretching her body and making her gasp. Nathan’s breathing was ragged at the exquisite sensations she was evoking and the control he had to exert to prevent himself from coming too soon. He set up a steady rhythm, thrusting into her with powerful strokes. She was so tight around his shaft, hot and wet and very inviting, it felt like he belonged there. He could hold back no longer, picking up the tempo, moving forward to the ultimate goal, Elise matching his thrusts stroke for stroke as the pressure built, finally spilling over into a tumultuous orgasm. Ripples of excitement flowed through them both as they convulsed within seconds of each other, Elise the catalyst for Nathan, pulsing under him and pushing him over the edge, milking him dry with each contraction of her muscles as he pumped into her depositing his seed deep inside her. Rolling over to his side, Nathan carried Elise with him so that they were lying comfortably next to each other, replete. They both lay there for what seemed like hours but in reality must have only been minutes, Elise’s head resting on Nathan’s chest, both of them comfortably reclined. Finally their breathing returned to normal as Nathan stroked the skin of Elise’s back, gently caressing her. “ My god woman, I’ve never felt anything quite like that before” said Nathan. “ I haven’t either, I‘ve never done something like this with a stranger before, I don’t know you, yet we have been so intimate?” sighed Elise. “Well we will just have to get to know each other better then wont we Elise.” He said smiling down at her. “Yes Nathan, we will,” smiled Elise. Nathan nodded and gently draped his shirt over her shoulders before kissing her tenderly. The Waterfall This is my first publication; constructive criticism is welcome, and comments much appreciated. I hope you enjoy: * Dear Reader: I've waited months to share this story with someone. I still can't believe it happened. You would think the details would have faded over time, but fortunately the events I want to share with you are vividly imprinted in my memory. I have never felt anything like this before in my life, a warm, fuzzy, tingly feeling deep inside of me and bubbles with happiness. I didn't even dream such a feeling was possible. Since it's a holiday, and I don't have to go to work, I'm taking advantage of the time to put these events to paper, or the electronic equivalent anyway, and sharing it. Thinking about what I'm about to tell you makes me feel all warm and fuzzy; the thought of sharing my story with all of you, magnifies the feeling tenfold. I'm not even sure where to start. Well, first I should tell you that my name is Joanna. I could have been a beautiful woman, except that early in my life I suffered terrible abuse at the hands of someone I should have been able to trust. That abuse has left my body covered with scars, scars that I am extremely self-conscious about. I tend to wear long sleeves and long skirts, anything that hides my flesh so the world can't see my secret; my shame. I have long, raven black hair; it goes halfway down my back, and deep blue eyes with pale skin. My scars have made it hard for me to be social, especially with men. I lost my virginity in college, in the dark of my apartment with a guy that I liked, but I refused to have any lights on while we were intimate. The relationship didn't last long after that. Most relationships in my life with men didn't last long. That is, until I met Matthew. Matthew is a natural born charmer, handsome like a classic Roman statue. We met at a museum by chance, admiring the same piece on the wall, and ended up in the food court talking about our favorite works. A friendship formed quickly, and we became intimate about six months after we met. Matthew and I have had an on-again, off-again intimate relationship since that night in the Sweetheart Suite at a hotel in Chicago. It was entirely my fault. My fears rose up, and I needed to back off - and I began to think that I never wanted anyone else to ever touch me again. But Matthew wouldn't give up on me, he was extremely patient and understanding, letting me set the lead and following it. It was Matthew who pushed back against the walls I had put around my heart after so many bad experiences in my life, and it was exactly what needed to be done, I think. I'm still overly conscious of my scars, and keep myself covered as much as possible. When we are being intimate, I keep the setting very dark or stay under the covers so he can't see too much of me. I know, I should be able to trust him with the truth of what I look like, but it's been hard for me. Most of the time still, once the intimacy starts, I freeze up. I can touch him OK when we're just cuddling and snuggling, but once he gets inside me, my limbs just lock up and I can't move. He hasn't complained about it or anything, but I get very sad. I feel like I'm letting him down. After a really tough week at work, Matthew wanted to go to Shangri-La. It's the nickname for an acreage he owns nearby where he likes to go when he needs his solitude. For the first time since we became involved, he invited me to go with him. He told me to pack something for swimming so we could enjoy the lake. I couldn't believe he suggested we take a swim in the lake. It took a lot of planning for me to come up with something that could pass as swimwear without making me too self-conscious. After we arrived and he took in our bags, he showed me to a guest room and suggested we head right for the lake to freshen up. So I changed my clothes for a one-piece, modest swimsuit with a sarong skirt and beach jacket, and he changed into shorts and we headed for the lake. Once we got to the lake, we started swimming. I waited until he headed into the lake before quickly shedding my skirt and jacket and following him. I felt safer under the water, it's a nice dark blue lake, and you can't see more than a few inches below the surface. I felt like my scars were as hidden as they were under my clothes or under the covers, and I was able to enjoy myself, swimming around, dunking each other playfully. Eventually, we began to tire, and he suggested we go rest in the lagoon over by the waterfall. The lake is his favorite location on the acreage, and he made a few modifications to it to make it more relaxing for him. There is a small hill that blocks most of the wind, making a calm pool where he likes to sit on the rocks and listen to the water lap against them, it's quite relaxing. The hill is built up a bit higher not far away from the lagoon, and an artificial waterfall is there to act as a natural shower. He explained it to me over dinner one night, there is a small pumping system that takes the water from the lake to the top of the hill and lets it drop in a gentle waterfall. The system even warms the water during the process. Anyway, as we headed that way, Matthew placed his hands on my shoulders. I expected he was going to dunk me and took a deep breath, but instead he pulled the straps of my swimsuit to the side and pulled down, diving under me and taking my suit with him! I was in such shock I just barely was able to tread water, petrified to find myself naked in the water. He brushed up against me on his way back up, and I realized he had lost his shorts somewhere, so now we were skinny dipping. It scared me to death at first, but Matthew put his arms around me and while treading water for us both, began kissing and touching me. After the initial shock, I began to relax and for once I wasn't feeling self-conscious about my scars because I realized that they were hidden under the water. I could focus my attention on what he was doing... what it felt like... what he felt like. I don't understand how something can be gentle and yet so passionate at the same time. This is all so new to me. Matthew was gently guiding us towards the lagoon when we heard laughter coming from the waterfall. I turned around in his arms and looked up, and was shocked to see Andrea and Thomas were showering in the waterfall together. Thomas is Matthew's best friend, and Andrea is his wife. We've gone out with them several times in the past on double dates. Thomas thought Joanna was too prim a name for me, and started calling me JoJo. Matthew hadn't said a word to me about them being here as well. I immediately tensed up and tried to push Matthew back the way we came, but he wasn't moving. He pulled my head back to rest on his shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Hush love, just watch..." and while I floated there in the water, he kept touching me and whispering things to me while we watched Andrea and Thomas together. Oh, they are both so beautiful. Andrea's curves are in just the right places, and free from any scars, and Thomas is strong, like my Matthew, but prettier to look at. Matthew kept whispering how he'd like to touch me like that, or he'd like me to touch HIM like that. I think the water in the lake must have been boiling, it felt so hot laying there in the water with Matthew touching me, and watching two passionate lovers embrace and be intimate with each other. I closed my eyes, embarrassed at watching even as much as I had to admit to myself that I was enjoying it, and just focused on Matthew' voice. I have no idea how much time passed. Then I heard Thomas say, "The two of you look so hot down there. I want to play with JoJo too." My eyes flew open, and Andrea and Thomas had stepped out of the waterfall, were standing on the edge of the lagoon, and now THEY were watching US in the lake. I could feel my body blush and tried to cover myself. I realized when I had relaxed, I had started floating so close to the surface of the water, I knew I was more visible than I was comfortable being. Matthew caught at my hands and Thomas & Andrea dove into the water to join us. I wanted to swim away and hide, but Matthew wouldn't let me. When they surfaced, Matthew told them we had come to soak in the lagoon, and would they like to join us. They did, so the four of us made our way into the lagoon and got comfortable. Rocks had been placed around the perimeter to serve as benches like in a hot tub. I sat in front of Matthew with my chin at water level, trying to keep the rest of me out of sight. Andrea sat on Thomas' lap and they were cuddling & making out. Thomas asked me why I was so shy and hiding my luscious curves from him and Matthew. I muttered, "None of your business" but Matthew spoke over me, "She's conscious of her scars, and even though I've told her a thousand times scars have no impact on how one feels about another person, she won't believe it's true." I was horrified that he had so openly told them my shameful secret. Thomas set Andrea down and moved our way, and before I knew what was happening, he had reached under the water, put his hands around my sides, and pulled me up out of Matthew' grip to sit on the side of the lagoon in plain sight of the three of them. I was mortified and wanted to get up and run, but Thomas slid his hands down to rest on my hips, holding me to the ground, and I couldn't kick my way free without hurting him. There I was, sitting on the side of the lagoon, naked, with the three of them watching me, my scars visible to everyone, and I was helpless to do anything about it. Andrea swam over and pulled herself out of the lagoon to sit next to me. "Look, we've got the same body type," she said, and I made myself look over at her. We were about the same size, but where I saw myself as fat I saw her as curvaceous, and there wasn't a single scar on her body while mine was a crisscross of white marks. I covered myself as best I could with my hands and started to cry. God, I hate crying, but I was just so ashamed, not only Matthew but Thomas and Andrea could see all my ugly scars. I knew for sure Matthew would leave me now that he had seen how ugly I really am. That's when I felt someone licking at my chest above my breasts. Assuming it was Matthew, despite my intense shame, I lowered my arms for him. But then I felt another set of lips at my chest. I opened my eyes to see both Matthew and Thomas were licking the water from the lagoon off of me, and commenting to each other things like, "Does she taste any different where there is a scar and where there isn't one? I can't tell a difference." Andrea shifted to kneel behind me, rubbed at my tense shoulders, and whispered, "It is okay to enjoy yourself, let yourself go and just enjoy yourself. You deserve it, Joanna; more than anyone, after what you've been through, you deserve it." And, well, I did. I am not sure how I did it exactly, but I could feel myself just let go. My head fell back onto Andrea's shoulder and the tenseness just melted away from me. Matthew and Thomas kept licking moving down to each take a nipple in their mouth. Instead of tensing up, I relaxed even more. Matthew must have felt the change because he gently pushed me back onto my back and crawled on top of me, and slid into me so smoothly it felt like I was waiting for him. It was the first time we had ever been intimate outside of a dark room, not buried under the covers. I had temporarily forgotten Thomas and Andrea were there until Thomas stood up behind Matthew, and reached around him to tweak and rub at his nipples. "He really likes to be touched here, JoJo, you should try it." I don't know how he knew that - I don't think I want to know - but I slowly reached my hands up and rested them on top of Thomas' hands for a moment before he pulled his hands away and I was touching Matthew's chest while he was slowly loving me. I had always found it hard to touch Matthew when he couldn't freely touch me - it never seemed fair. I think he must have really liked it a lot, because he picked up the pace and his eyes got so fiery. I lost sight of everything around me. It's like I forgot that we were outside, lying on the ground, with an audience watching us having sex. All I could think of was Matthew on top of me, in me, around me, and suddenly I felt a connection with him, stronger than anything I've ever felt before. He leaned down and kissed me, and I wrapped myself around him and we both exploded together and there was a release of energy that was almost magical in its intensity. By the time I came back to my senses, I could hear Andrea and Thomas next to us, coming together as well, although she was on top of him. I couldn't help but watch, I've always wanted to ride a man like that but I could never do it with Matthew because then he'd be able to see me. They looked so happy, so joyful, so full of pleasure, and they shared an orgasm together with an intensity I've only read about in books. When they caught their breath, Andrea suggested we wash up in the waterfall, so we all go to our feet and moved towards the waterfall. My hands kept trying to cover myself, I've never been nude around anyone before, but Matthew kept pulling my hands away. It's a large enough waterfall we could all four fit under it. We weren't under the water very long though before stray hands found their way to stray breasts and penises and in the water & mist, you really couldn't see who you were touching or being touched by very well. I should have been so self-conscious, no one but Matthew has touched me like that before, in a nice way, a gentle way. After receiving several gentle touches, I found I couldn't help myself from reaching out and stroking whatever skin I found at the end of my fingers. I don't know how it happened but Matthew picked me up and slipped inside of me, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. When I tried to lean forward to hold on to him, I found Thomas up against my back. He wrapped his arms around me, stroked my breasts while he held me up, and I could feel Andrea's hands on my stomach, my butt, my back. Then I could feel her underneath me, I could feel her hair on my back, and I'm sure she had taken Thomas' penis into her mouth, even with the water rushing by I could hear her moaning and feel her head moving under me. The sensation of her wet hair against my butt and back was unlike anything I've ever felt before. I was scared and yet so aroused at the same time, my body was on overdrive. Every nerve ending was alive, the feel of the water on my skin, Matthew inside me, Thomas touching me, Andrea under me pleasuring Thomas so he pleasured me which make me pleasure Matthew. I didn't know something like that was possible. I didn't know sex like that existed. Afterwards, Thomas and Andrea washed off and left the waterfall, leaving me with Matthew. He gently brushed at my skin, cleaning me under the waterfall as I slowly came to my senses. Afterwards, we walked back up to the house, still naked, and he held my hand the whole way, and he led me to the master bedroom. It had by then sunk in that I had let Matthew see me - really see me - for the first time that day. Two other people had seen my ugliness too. That's when the tears started flowing down my cheeks. Even as I cried, he kissed every single scar on my body and said he was sorry. I told him he didn't need to be sorry, he didn't cause them, but he curled up with me on his bed when he was done, and said he was apologizing for not being there to prevent them from happening to me. Now when we're apart, I can sense him, I feel his love for me wherever I am. Every scar has been covered with a band-aid of Matthew's love for me. I can feel it right now as I'm writing this, and he's impatiently waiting for me to finish writing because he wants to go swimming with me. RIGHT NOW. Apparently knowing that I was writing about our first time under the waterfall has gotten HIM all hot and bothered, and he's eager for a repeat performance. Who would have thought it, Joanna has a sexy side to her? I'm still self-conscious about my scars, but not with Matthew. I hope Thomas and Andrea accepted his invitation to join us for the 4th of July celebration this year. I have been so involved in writing I haven't heard them, but perhaps, they headed straight to the place where my view of myself changed forever. Maybe they're waiting for us even now at that waterfall. Thank you for reading, whoever you are. I hope you enjoyed it, I really need to go now, Matthew is calling me, and I don't want to keep him any longer. I don't think I want to wait any longer myself. Joanna The Waterfall We were in the Sawtooths, where the mountains are lovely and the people are scarce. I'm glad you knew the route, because it was not well marked. You set a pretty fierce pace; I'm not used to mountain biking, I normally ride on pavement, but we were ahead of our schedule. We had completed 20 miles of a 35 mile loop, and it was just about noon. We were dusty and tired, however, and when we came to that waterfall, it seemed like a godsend. We leaned our bikes up against the rocks, and sat down at the edge of the pond, pulling our sandwiches out of our backpacks. It's funny how good salami and spinach can taste when you've had a hell of a workout. I didn't expect you to have beer, however. Your high-tech cooler thingy really works. So we ate - and drank - in silence, except for the sound of the water cascading down and roiling the surface of the pond. I guess great minds think alike. The pond wasn't deep enough to actually go swimming, but we could walk 25 yards to the far side and stand under the waterfall to wash off the dust. Of course, we didn't want to complete our ride in wet clothes, so the clothes would have to come off. We had been friends for years, so, what's a little nudity among friends? The beer helped in that regard. So there we were, naked, splashing around in the pond under a natural shower from the cliffs above. That mountain water is cold; it was refreshing, but coldness affects us menfolk by causing our manly stuff to shrink up. Which happened to me, of course, but then for some reason I started to get hard. And I saw you looking. We both froze in our tracks. I hoped my growing hard-on would subside, saving me any further embarrassment. But with your eyes locked on to it, it just kept getting bigger. Neither of us spoke. It would have been necessary to shout to be heard over the noise of the falling water. We just stood there, a few yards apart, and looked at each other. And I have to admit, you looked pretty good. Your breasts were lovely, your nipples hard (although the cold water could account for that as well.) Your muscular thighs framed a neat patch of pubic hair, and suddenly I wanted to see more. I took a step toward you, and simultaneously, you took a step toward me - again, great minds. We were standing quite close, and your eyes were riveted to my cock, standing at full attention, seven inches long, rose-colored. Your eyes traveled up and met mine. Your face was expressionless. Then your eyes returned to my cock, as if drawn by some powerful magnetism. "Beth!" I called your name, and motioned to you to follow me out of the water. We walked on to the shore, and I gestured for you to sit down on a rock that had a convenient flat surface. I stood there in front of you, while you looked at me expectantly. Then I began to stroke my cock. Your eyes were like saucers. I gave it a few more strokes, and then I said, "Beth - show me your pussy." You hesitated for a fraction of a second, and then slowly parted your thighs. It was difficult for me to tell whether you were aroused, because we were both still wet from the pond. I said, "Touch it for me." You met my eyes again, your face still expressionless. But your hand slowly traveled there, and began to wander about your lips and clit. I could hear your ragged breathing now. The midday sun was beating down on us, and the water on our skins was quickly evaporating, but your pussy was now swollen and glistening. I stepped toward you and offered my cock to your mouth. You moaned gratefully and slowly took it in, surprisingly deep, and with exquisite pressure from your lips and tongue. I withdrew it, causing you to make a little whimper of frustration. Then I said, "Touch your pussy some more." Your hand went back to work. Your lips and clit were showing every sign of arousal now, and you were moaning softly. It looked like your orgasm might be approaching, so I said, "Beth, stop." I stepped forward again, thrusting my hips forward so that my cock was inches from your face. With your eyes, you asked permission; with mine, I granted it. You gripped my thighs with your hands and pulled me into your mouth, and I began to lazily fuck your face, as you struggled to pull me in deeper and deeper. It felt wonderful, but I had no intention of letting myself cum, either, so I gently broke it off. As soon as your mouth was no longer full, you gasped, "Please, Andre, let me taste it!" I replied, "Soon, Beth, soon." I stepped back and said, "Stand up, Beth, and turn around." You complied. I said, "Place your hands on the rock," and you did so. So there you were, bent over with your ass slightly elevated, supporting yourself with your hands. I stood beside you and stroked your back. You shifted your weight from one leg to the other, perhaps from impatience. I reached down and fondled your tits, enjoying the feel of their weight in my hands, tweaking your nipples. By the sounds you made, I think you approved, but you wanted more. I let my fingers trail along your spine until I reached your asshole. I let one finger linger on its entrance, applying just enough pressure to be felt, but not enough to penetrate. You moved your legs further apart. Then I let my hand glide further, down between your thighs to your pussy. I brushed it lightly along your entrance, and found it to be very wet and open. I withdrew my hand, all covered with your juices, and I brought it to my mouth. I almost lost control, then, Beth! It tasted so good. I put my hand there again. You struggled to push yourself against it, but I wouldn't let you. I simply gathered up a full hand's worth of your sweetness and sucked it from my fingers. At this point, my cock was throbbing insistently. Standing behind you, I seized your hips with my hands, so that you could not move them, and rubbed the head of my cock lightly along your cunt. Then, very slowly, I pushed it all the way inside you. I felt you struggling, trying to increase the speed, but I would not permit you to do it. Very slowly, I pulled it almost all the way out, and then drove it slowly back in again. I could feel you clenching me with your cunt muscles - beautiful. Then, on my fifth slow thrust, you shuddered and came. I quickly pulled out, gathered up all our clothes that were on the ground nearby, and made a makeshift cushion on the rock. "Lie on this, Beth, with your legs over the side," I said, and you did what I asked. It couldn't have been terribly comfortable, but you said nothing about the discomfort. I was no longer holding back. I knelt between your thighs and plunged my face into your pussy. My tongue explored deep inside you, then came out covered in your juice. Then I took your clit into my mouth and made a little vortex with my tongue. You came again, arching your back, and then used both hands to hold my face against your pussy as your hips began to work vigorously. You came again. With each orgasm, your cunt lips and clit felt thicker, more engorged, more divine in my mouth. I ate you with increasing passion, and on your third orgasm you gushed. It was so delectable. I spent another five minutes making sure that I had licked up every drop. Then I took your hand and led you to the waterfall. It was loud under the waterfall, so I had to communicate with you by touch. I embraced you, kissed you hard, and then reached down to seize your ass, lifting you up against me. I rubbed my cock sensually against you and you got the idea, wrapping your toned thighs around my hips and squirming a little until we managed to get my cock inside you. Then we began to fuck under the falling sheets of water. I loved how we worked together to keep our balance as we fucked - the movements of your pussy sliding up and down my cock were fantastic. And those kisses - I was getting sensory overload. I felt you begin to undulate your hips more strongly, and then the pressure of your hands on my shoulders and your thighs around my hips suddenly intensified. I knew you were cumming again, and I began to realize what a kind of a sexual superwoman you are. :-) I felt my orgasm approaching, and I shouted over noise of the falls to tell you so. Suddenly you disengaged from me, wriggled out of my grasp and knelt nipple-deep in the churning water so that you could suck my cock. My balls felt swollen and heavy, and I knew I was going to cum copiously. I think that you knew it, too. I began to cry out as my orgasm hit, loud enough to be heard over the falls, as you swallowed again and again. The last spurt hit your nose and cheeks, as you closed your eyes and smiled. Then the falling water washed it away. The Waterfall You journey through the majestic trees, taking in the sounds of nature, when a different sound catches your attention. Through a break in the trees you see a mound of stones, and follow the sounds of rushing water. As you reach the edge of the forest you realize that you have come upon a spring rising from the depths of the earth, cascading over a small waterfall into a pool, then splashing happily over the rocks and down a hillside. As you take in the pleasant view you become aware of a feeling of being watched. You look around and see no one. A movement of light brings your attention back to the waterfall and you peer closely into its depths, seeing a shadowy figure emerge. I step forward through the sparkling curtain of water, the light catching in the water on my skin, shimmering as I move. I glide slowly through the waist deep water, my eyes never leaving yours. I stop a few feet from the edge of the pool and look over you slowly from head to toe, resting my eyes on yours again. I feel an involuntary reaction in my body and my hips and breasts thrust forward. I smile slowly as my apparent desire catches your attention and your eyes drift to my hard nipples. I smile at you again as our eyes meet and I turn away, moving back through the pool to the falls, raising my arms over my head and letting the water rush over my body. You look at me standing in the water, the play of light over the curves of my skin and the cascading water fascinates you. You shed your clothes and enter the pool quietly, moving up behind me until you are but a breath away from touching me. I feel the warmth of your body behind mine and I feel a feathery sensation I am not certain is your touch. I lean back slightly and our bodies come into fiery contact with one another. Your arms surround me, your hands cupping my full breasts as you press the full length of your body against me, the hardness of your cock pushing against the softness of my ass. I feel your mouth against my skin, trailing hotly across my shoulder to the place where it curves into my neck. You feel my body react with a quiver and sink your teeth in gently. A moan of delight escapes me and I push my hips back against you as I feel a heat blossom between my thighs. You caress my body with your warm hands, my breasts, my belly, my thighs, and finally I am rewarded with your hand cupping my pelvis. I thrust forward into your hand and spasm in delight as one of your fingers spreads my lips and comes into contact with my pulsing clit. You tease it with small, firm, circular strokes as I press myself more insistently against your hot, hard cock. Suddenly I move forward through the water, pulling you through the falls with me. Behind the wall of cascading water are stones worn smooth over the years. I rest against one that forms a shallow ledge at my hip level. I face you, leaning back against the smooth stone, reaching up and stroking my fingers from your lips, down your chest, teasing each nipple, then moving down your abdomen. Your belly contracts as I move my fingers lower. As I slowly encircle your cock with my fingers you gasp and jerk slightly. I look into your eyes and the expression fascinates me. I increase the pressure of my strokes and you lean down and claim my hungry lips in a deep kiss that reaches my soul. I press against you, rubbing my breasts against your chest. You slip a hand between us and find my clit again, rubbing it gently yet firmly. Your fingers slide down to my opening, finding it hot and swollen, and slip just inside. As you press against my hidden treasure I thrust violently against you, and you push me up on the ledge, kissing my wildly. Your hands grab my hips and tilt them forward a bit, and you slip the head of your hard cock into my soft, hungry pussy. I grab your shoulders, sinking my fingertips in to your muscle, and wrap my legs around your waist, trying to pull you in deeper. You hold back, stroking in and out of the opening of my pussy, teasing my clit with the head of your cock before barely entering me again. You reach down and stroke my clit with the large pad of your thumb and my pussy pulses around your cock. I gasp loudly, begging you to fill me, and you finally oblige. You slide your hands under my ass cheeks and dig your fingers in, holding me tightly as you thrust hard and deep inside me. You pull me to the edge of the stone and stroke your full length in and out of me aggressively. Deep, strong thrusts, your pelvis rubs against mine with each penetration. You feel my pussy begin to tighten around your cock and you grind deeply into me, rubbing against my clit harder with every thrust. My back arches more and more and I clasp your upper arms tightly. Then I feel it. The first spasm hits and I cry out to you to complete me. You honor me and pound your cock into me as deep as you can, filling me tightly as I spasm around you, clenching your cock lovingly, pulsing and sucking against each stroke, pulling you in. Then I am rewarded. Your cock swells and fills me beyond anything I have ever known, and you thrust violently against me, burying yourself in me, cementing your pelvis against mine as you shoot your seed into my depths. I feel you pulse against my walls as your life flows into me, bringing me such pleasure. Your arms surround me and pull me against you, our bodies one with each other, holding each other wanting the pleasure to go on, as the water continues to cascade around us. The Waterfall It was that day when we took the trip to the Appalachians to see the hidden waterfall that you knew about. Me with my reddish-orange hair glowing in the sun, my denim shorts and halter top wet with sweat. You with your long brunette hair tied back, looking so damn cute in your many-pocketed shorts with your shirt unbuttoned to reveal that cleavage! Once we reached the waterfall you held my hands as we crossed the slippery rocks to the cave behind it. There we laid down our packs and ate our picnic lunch with a bit of wine. I was so surprised when I turned around after staring at the water fall, and you were there nude. Your body glistening from the spray - a voluptuous water nymph instantly making ME wet. I jumped up "Woo hoo!" and joined in the nudity, not shy around you to bare my small breasts, my pale yet smooth rear, and my newly shaved pussy. We snuggled up together in the cave, taking turns to pleasure each other after we kissed and groped for what seemed like hours. Fingers lazily tracing curves and cracks, hills and valleys as our tongues participated in a tango of their own making. I sucked on your bottom lip and then pulled away grinning. My tongue winding down your neck to your breasts, tasting the sweat in between as i circled one breast from the outside in. Oh so slowly circling in on your ever-stiffening nipple I moved my tongue in lazy circles as my hand massaged your other breast. Getting closer and closer...until finally the tip of my tongue touched your pebbly nipple. You gasped and I let my pinkish-red lips surround your nipple..warming it, wetting it and begin sucking and nibbling. Long slow pulls with my lips, my tongue sneaking out to tap out a morse code on the very tip of your nipple. I move to your other breast and do the same. My tongue leaving feathery kisses on your beautiful breast as I reached your nipple in due time. After loving both of them, I moved downward, my tongue sliding over your belly. I lap up the waterfall spray that has collected in your bellybutton and begin to lick around your unshaved pussy. My tongue traces your natural "V" and then I give one, long drag of my tongue down, down, down...from your clitoris, down your wet, tasty lips...to your wrinkled anus. My fingers begin to massage your reddening lips as my tongue traces each and every wrinkle of your brownish-pink pucker. Laving it and pressing my tongue towards the center with each lap, then giving swift licks of the tongue at your hot center. I move up, leaving a finger to continue to tease, caress and probe your rear as my lips press close against your fuzzy pussy lips. I seal myself to you in a french kiss, my tongue sliding deep into you and scooping out your exquisite honey. I drink of you, inhale you, kissing you passionately and deeply. Moving my lips against you, my nose rubbing up against your swollen clitoris. I lean back, smiling at you. My face is wet with the spray and your juices and I playfully touch the top of my nose with my tongue. Then lean in to kiss your sweet clitty. You moan as I lower my face - tongue outstretched and ready. I blow hot breath on your clit as I inch ever closer. Finally, my tongue touches your bud and I begin to give it butterfly kisses as my lips surround your clit. Sucking and pulling gently on it, I hum to send vibrations up your spine. My tongue teasing your clit this way and that while two fingers slide into your warm pussy. I move faster, moaning on your clitoris. My fingers sliding deep as we get animalistic - a savage redhead between your legs now. Our grunts filling the cave as we press, lick, finger, suckle, until I feel you SHUDDER! Groaning so loud and shaking so hard, you cum - your juices coating my fingers, even the one sliding in and out of your rear. I lap you up and drink and taste you. Wanting to extend your orgasm, I begin eating out your anus again, sliding my tongue in and out. You continue to jerk and shake with wave after wave until finally you breathe out and lay weakly on the cave floor. I snuggle up with you as we both catch our breaths and you give me a huge grin with a glint in your eye. Are you ready? you ask... I take a deep breath and close my eyes... The End Let me know by votes or e-mail if you liked the story :) I love feedback with ideas or suggestions as well. Thanks! The Waterfall As if in a Mid-Summer-Nite's Dream, the hunter sat motionlessly, under the twilight stars. Far off in the night sky, the moon was full, casting shadows across the land. The patient hunter, placed amoung the wild ferns and nature it's self, listened as the waterfall made it's soothing lullaby. For hours the hunter waited for it's prey to come, to the waters edge, to drink from the cool water. While counting the hours in his mind, a sound from the far end of the pond, caught his attention. His bow, aimed and ready to find it's target, but as he was about to release it's arrow, the hunter found that what he was to kill, was a women. Quickly, the hunter replaced his arrow and bow, at his feet and watched, hypnotized by the beauty before him. The women, with long, dark hair, shimmering of copper, in the night sky, carefully removed her cloak and dress. Naked, her body, soft and pale, glistened in the dark. She moved to the water and tested it's temperature with her toe. Finding it to her liking, she proceeded, slowly into the peaceful water. Slowly the water overcame her body,as she sank within it's depth. Gliding through the water, like a swan on a lake, she made her way to the waterfall. There, she stood under the falling water and let it wash over her. The glow of the water, as it flowed over her skin was enlightened. Her movements, graceful, as her hands roamed over her voluptuous body. As she massaged her firm breasts, she caused her nipples to perk. They were perfect, with their fullness. Her hands trailed down to her patch. Sliding her fingers between her thighs, she cleansed herself. All the while, the hunter watched, silently, finding his new prey to be so much more interesting. Sweat pouring down his face, he could feel the blood in his loins. He knew this victim, would be one to savor. He moved to adjust himself and in doing so, he brushed the rocks behind him. Some stones came loose and dropped into the water. Splashes made the women jump, her eyes darted to where the stones penetrated the water. Looking about she found the cause of the noise, a man hiding in the brush, watching her. She decided to give him a show. Turning back to the water she swished her hair about and ran her fingers through it. She let her hands smooth over her skin and followed their way down to her bush. She played with herself, making it obvious she was enjoying it. Groans escaped her throat as she began to climax. Her other hand grasping her breast, fondling it wildly, entertaining her voyeur. Her hand moved vigorously as she she hit her point of ecstasy. She threw her head back and her cries filled the forest around her. Her body shuddering, she removed her hand and laid herself back into the water. She stroked her way to the shoreline, right beneath her awaiting stranger. As the woman laid her head back, on the firm ground, her eyes closed in rest, the hunter made his move. He stripped his clothing, without a sound and made his way to the shore, alittle ways away from her. There he silently entered the warm current. Slipping beneath the surface he made his way to her body, from the neck down laying in the mist of the water. He lashed out and drew his animal under the water. Shocked and startled the woman fought with all her might to be freed. Fear filled her body, the terror of drowning. The strong man pulled her to him and drew her up to fill her lungs with air. Gasping, the women lunged for air. Hands freed, she wiped the hair from her face and cleared her eyes of the wetness. Seeing before her, the stranger has come for her. Staring into her eyes, the hunter could see that this would be worth the wait and the fight. He was engulfed in her beauty, the auburn hair stuck to her breasts and about her shoulders. He saw the fear in her eyes, but he could also sense the craving within her. Gripping her hair, he pressed her closer to his body. He could feel the warmth of her skin against his. Fully erected, she felt his cock compressed against her box. Leaning his head down, his lips met hers. Lost and searching, their lips and their tongues, danced about. Knowing the mutual want between them, their passion consuming them, they began the mating ritual of lust. Lost in rapture, the prey succumbs to the hunter. Their bodies filling with fire, their groins aching, pining to be touched. The waterfall pouring down upon them, not quenching the inferno between them. Their bodies entertwined, as the hunter drives himself into his prisoner. The lioness claws at his back, while the hunter forces himself deeper into her hot pussy. Bucking her hips against him, she beckons for more. The forceful momentum quickens in pace, as he pushes harder into her. Urging his hard rock fuller, into her tight treasure box, soaking with her fluid, he is unyielding in his fight to overcome her. Stopping him, she pulls away from his embrace. Slithering behind the waterfall, she leads him to the ledge. Leaning over it, she puts her back to him. Begging him to enter her from behind. Anticipating her every move, the hunter glides himself back to his place of pleasure. The first entering thrust is a pleasurable pain to her. As he eases himself in and out, he feels the tightness, as she her muscles clench him. He slows his gesture, to hold back the volcano in him. Pushing herself back to him, she yearns for more. Faster! Harder! She compresses him to her. The hunter groans as the overwhelming feeling leads him to that moment. Not wanting to end it this way, he releases himself from her. He wants her to taste of him. He wants her to drink of him, to fill herself upon his load. He seizes her hair and yanks her down to him. Violently he wrenches her mouth to his cock. Latching on to him, she sucks him rigid. Drawing, from within him, the fruit of her labors. Emptying into her, he feels the relief of pressure, held deep within. As the last drop flows down her tongue, the hunter pushes her away. The hunter takes one last look at her, as she stares in contempt up at him. Her chest still heaving from the spent energy. The water clasping around her, accenting her form, leaving that memory in his mind. He turns and stalks out of the water. Not even turning back to look at her, he picks up his things and walks out of the forest, relishing this trophy he has conquered. The women licks her fingers, savoring the last of him. She stands and rinses herself under the waterfall. Staring in the direction of his exit, she smiles and thinks to herself, "I didn't even need a bow, to hunt my prey!" The Waterfall This is a conversation between a man and woman, fantasizing about their upcoming tryst. The story teller switches between the two of them in alternate paragraphs. Kissing her, while caressing one breast, and caressing her clit with the other. You are watching from the distance. We go for a swim and come out of the water at the same time and are up standing face to face. Finding the waterfall beautiful and sensual we begin to experiment. She asks if I want to go skinny dipping. I flash a mysterious smile, put my hands under the water and pull out my bikini bottoms. Throwing them to shore. You are quietly standing near shore, not yet seen by either one of us. But my hard-on is apparent in my shorts. She starts rubbing my back and unties my top. I do the same to her at the same time. I dive under the crystal clear beautiful clean water and assist her in removing her bottom. We get closer to the waterfall so it is nearly hitting us. Giggling and splashing water at each other. The water is barely to your waist but you can see she is waxed also. I'm enjoying the view. Our tongues wrap around each other's and we share a long sensual kiss. I clear my throat. I notice you and at first instinct try to cover myself. I just smile, then I dive under the water, only to swim toward you and pop up right in front of you. I am looking into your eyes and not at your naked body. Perky breasts practically touching your bare chest. I politely ask you to remove your shorts. They drop off and are tossed to the shore. I go to them and bend over, exposing myself to you. I turn with a teasing smile and throw them to my girlfriend, who is now touching herself and licking her lips. I grab your hand and lead you to the edge of the water. I touch you lightly, whisper in your ear "you are it, baby". Quickly I dive in the water, surfacing in front of my girlfriend. Throwing my head back, tossing my hair back. I lightly kiss my friend and turn my head slightly to see if you pursue me. I'm right next to you. You will have to earn those shorts back. I have your shorts and am soaking them, twisting the excess water out and "washing" my girlfriend with them. Soft, slow and sensual. I lightly touch your shoulder and see goose bumps appear. I stroke your wet hair, caressing your back. I have one hand on my girlfriend's clit and the other raised to caress your face. My other hand on your stomach resting lightly under your breasts. I'm still gazing into your beautiful eyes. She comes closer to you , making a closed triangle. Her hair is blonde, mine is auburn with copper highlight. I put my arm out to her caressing the small of her back to bring her closer to you. Her right breast is touching my left. I turn and kiss her, trailing to her neck, then her left breast. My other hand is now at the small of your back. Gently squeezing and releasing. I caress lower down your back and finger lightly brushes your ass and underneath your pussy. I moan softly in rhythm to my tongue movements. My girlfriend dives under the water in a teasing, mischievous manner. She surfaces directly behind you. She is behind you, I am directly in front of you, face to face. She puts her hands up front, her arms parallel to your side. She is caressing my breasts while you are also caressing me. The head of my cock breaks the surface of the water. She removes her right hand from my breast and lightly touches the back of your thigh. Now pressing against your belly. She gently rubs your butt cheek, goes halfway under the water to kiss your inner thigh. Surfacing again, she works her hand up between your thighs, still behind you. At this point I am sensually kissing you. Covering your neck. Gently biting your earlobes. Inserting my tongue into your ear. Her hand slowly and gently ascend up your inner thigh. Mmm I love the taste of your lips we kiss softly, tongues exploring sensually. I moan softly. Her hand and fingernails ever so gently touch the underneath of you balls. Makes my cock jump. My hand is stroking your back and her hair. I quiver with anticipation and squeeze your back, lightly digging my nails into your flesh. My hands are all over your body and I drop one to caress your clit. She now has your balls gently cupped in her hand. She keeps it there and moves with you to accommodate your moves. She now has her other hand squeezing the left side of your abdomen. I place one of my hands on your head, caressing your hair, lightly touching your face. I reach around you and grab your ass firmly. My other is on her left breast, mimicking the movement of my other hand. I jump towards you, stare in your eyes and flash a sexy smile. Your legs wrap around me and I hold you weightless in the water. I slowly slip my tongue in front of my teeth. You can feel my warm wetness drip down your abdomen. My arms wrapped around you, caressing you as I hold onto you. She is starting to work her way up your shaft, barely touching you; teasing you, getting you harder. I slowly lower you down until the head of my cock is inches from your dripping pussy. She is now stroking your cock and alternates between your cock and my clit. My arms are still wrapped around you. My legs are also tightly gripped around you. She starts to use my cock like a dildo to rub against your clit... dipping and rubbing all over your wet slit. I start rolling my hips. We are kissing hard. I am slowly starting to go nuts in anticipation and desire. Pushing my hips and mound against you. She works my cock to your entrance, and I slowly lower you down, pushing inside we both gasp. I throw my head back and as I let out a loud moan following my gasp. Your "twin" continues to grip my cock and help me push it inside of you while her other hand rubs your hardening clit. I am holding back an oncoming orgasm because I want to prolong the experience. You feel my wetness increase. And my hardness grow. The water carries enough away so that there is the perfect amount of friction and wetness. I tighten the inside of my vagina around your hardness. Thrusting you down and lifting you up in rhythm. I tighten and release with the rhythm. I whisper to you, "I want to cum inside you". Your hands are on my hips, increasing my horniness two-fold. I ask for you to tell me when you are coming, so I can synchronize my orgasm with yours. I whisper louder now, "I want you to feel me explode in your beautiful pussy" I respond by begging you to come deep and hard inside of me. I gaze into your eyes. Your cock feels so good. Our stares locked together. I stare deep and long into yours. I start to moan louder. You watch as my eyes roll with pleasure. Squeezing your hips and pumping into you. I yell "are you ready for my cum?" My head falls back a bit as I let out a medium size cry of pleasure, "yes!". Now! You feel my pussy grown tighter and release. It spasms as you feel a sudden rush of warm thick wetness engulf your entire penis. Dripping out, down your shaft. My twin is licking it off of your balls. My entire body relaxes and I fall into your chest. The throbbing barely subsides. I keep my legs wrapped tightly around you, keeping you deep inside me. We hold each other tightly, gasping for breath. The Waterfall You asked what kind of fantasies had been running through my mind. What you are about to read is just the first in what I hope will be a series of letters to let you inside my mind. You enter the hotel room and hear the melodic music softly echoing about the luxury suite. Taking your hand, I lead you into the bathroom where you'd find a bath had already been drawn for us. I slowly undress you, stopping only to kiss each area of your body as it is revealed. Easing you into the large soapy tub, the warm water greets your skin until you slide all the way in. I slide in behind you and begin to wash you. My hands glide over you with bars of soap in soft circles. Once I had thoroughly coated your body with soap, I'd fill a cup of water and pour it over your hair. I'd massage your head with my fingers and make care to caress your cheeks. I'd fill my hands with shampoo and resume massaging your hair. I work you into a silky lather and then make my way down your body so I could rub my hands all over you. I'd leave you all soapy as I reached beyond you and turned the water on again. Waiting until the water was just beyond warm, I'd use a huge cup to pour the water over you and wash away the soap. As you wipe your eyes, you notice I had slid you down the tub until your legs were sliding up the wall. I'd reassure you of how you'd enjoy this and that's when you'd feel the rush of water flowing out of the faucet. It would cascade down your belly and directly between your legs. As the water rushed across your body it would send quivers through your body as it stimulated your pussy with a constant rush. My hands would brace your knees so you could completely enjoy the feeling. Taking the opportunity, you use your hands to hold your self wide-open taking in so much it makes your squirm with pleasure. Your legs bend around the faucet and lock you into the zone, as I slip my hands away to feel the way your body begins to shudder from the rush. As one hand trails from your thighs over your belly the other pull your damp hair from your neck. Just as one hand cups your breast my tongue flickers along the side of your neck. Kissing lightly and then running to your shoulder so my mouth can close in. The flow begins to overwhelm you as my teeth sink into your shoulders. Savagely, I massage you in ways you didn't think possible and sending your back into an arch of joy. I can feel your breathes getting deeper and deeper as your climax nears. Gulping in, your moans grow louder with each passing wave of pleasure. Holding you in my arms, I can barely believe how wonderful this is. Now both of my hands are kneading your breasts and softly teasing your nipples. Throwing your head back your moan escapes through gritted teeth. I stop to kiss your cheek, and you turn to take me into your mouth. Our tongues entwine as we share a deep kiss and my hands raise your breasts up. I kneel behind you as my mouth continues its mission; your pleasure. You lean against me having given so much of your focus on the many sensations that are raining down on you. The water is like an unending trio of mouths that are bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Leaning forward, I lick from your cheek to neck, until I am gently chewing on your other shoulder. Raising your bosom up my mouth slides down your chest and meets your breasts. The heat from my mouth hovers over your areola as I swirl my tongue around it. You groan that you want it in my mouth, so I swirl in closer until the heat from my mouth envelopes it completely. Soon after working your nipple to full arousal my mouth slides over to your other breast. Repeating the dance my tongue makes it way over every inch of your breasts. I catch a glimpse of you, and am amazed to see; your mouth hanging open in a mixture of ecstasy and lust. Your muscles tightened by desire and eyes wide and full of longing. I draw a breath and lift your breast up, just out of reach of your mouth. Our eyes lock, I franticly tease your nipple with my tongue. My strong flickering sends jolts of delicious agony throughout your system. Suddenly you surprise me, driven beyond the edge, you lean forward and we share a kiss and your nipple. Our tongues fight over the chance to touch each other and your breast together. Sharing this carnal treat in a new way is drawing us closer. After a moment, I turn so our torsos begin to bind like rope. Holding each other, our kisses spark up again, but you begin to quake. Your head thrown back, your voice roars out. Groans and moans become screams as the moment you have, longed for arrives. Your arms flail out and slam against the tub's frame, but the sound of your delight shake me as much as your body does. Heaving with excitement, your screams continue as the waves of orgasms wash over you. My joy is simply watching the way you've enjoyed this adventure. Your eyes open to find me wearing a look of astonishment. My smile breaks out and we share a grin. Both having shared such and fantastic moment, we kiss again. As I turn off the water, I break away from the kiss, to whisper something into your ear. Carefully licking your ear between my words; "Now I get to take you to bed and devour your waterfall." The towel wraps around your body and soaks up the mixtures of water, soap and passion. You look magnificent standing there with your wet hair dangling about your face and neck. I whisper into your ears and ask you to close your eyes. A soft sigh escapes from your lips as I slip blindfold around you. My hands cradle your face and our lips part as we kiss. I lead you out of the cold tiled floor for a moment and the soft carpet cushions your steps. Your mind is racing as the combination of scented candles and fresh fruit fill the air. Easing you onto the bed, you expect cushioning warmth, but instead a cold sensation greets your skin. It feels like plastic, but you can not imagine why? The scent of fruit fills your senses and a succulent tang comes to your lips. As you swallow it, my kisses go from your lips, neck and chest. Sliding you up the bed, you feel more of the coolness of the plastic, still puzzled, when the sensations change again. Now warmth surrounds your feet as heated massage oil pours down your legs. My hands work the muscles in your calves and begin to trigger reactions in you that stun you. Each new area my touch explores sets of a new jolt of pleasure that makes your body twist. My fingers work the tension from your toes and another splash of warm oil coats your legs. Now the massage works into your thighs and hips and your body begins to supply itself with a lubrication of your own. Even as my hands work into your belly and over your breasts, your body begins to squirm more and more. Sliding my hands around you, I roll you over and begin a repeat performance. Each inch of you is releasing your physical tension as your emotion tension continues to build. The back of your calves, thighs feel great, but it is the deep tissue massage into you upper thighs, curvy butt and lower back that begin to trigger moans from deep within you. My mouth hovers over this newly worked erogenous zone and my tongue makes contact with each area with increasing pressure. Slow long licks move closer and closer to the center of your rear and as you take in a deep breath in anticipation, my mouth dives in with reckless abandon. Your back arches up as a wail escapes your lungs and my tongues works it way all over. The scent of your yearning sex fills my head with thoughts of what is to come. You feel my arms wrap around you and I rotate your hips and lick slowly around your upper things and lower abdomen. Your fingers run through my hair and urge me to delve deeper. When my tongue finally reaches your lower lips, your taste coats my tongue. Each of your breaths becomes deeper and louder than the last with each stroke of my tongue. Both of your legs slide across my shoulders and back as I continue to taste your passion. The winding action of my tongue corkscrews its way to your clit that sends lightning up your spine. My face is now dripping wet from your juices and I can not get enough. Our bodies are beginning to slide with ease all over the bed and I lift the blindfold from your eyes and tell you to watch. My other hand slides down to your soaking wet pussy, slides in easily and begins to massage your g spot. Ripples of pleasure run through you as your eyes grow wide with each flick of my wrist. The slow pounding within you becomes louder and louder until it reaches the bursting point. Even as your mouth falls open, your head falls back and your words become mere gasps, my hand brings you closer and closer to explosion. Suddenly you gush with so much force it deflects off of my wrist and splashes all over your belly. With each thrust, more and more floods out of you, making me crazy with desire. I quickly grab your hips and spin you so your knees pin my shoulders down and your pussy hovers over my face. There is no stopping as your body lurches and shudders with each new eruption that splashes my mouth and face. Nothing is stopping us as my free arm slides up your back and you grasp as it and squeeze hard. The sounds of your orgasms are filling the room and bringing me to a hardness that needs to be addressed. A series of deep breaths fill you as your body slides down my legs and rests at my hips. I can feel your hands squeezing my cock and rolling my balls in your well oiled hands. You lean forward and bite your lip before telling me to watch. Our tongues touch briefly before your breasts mush into my chest and slide down my body. Just as out tongues did a moment earlier, our eyes meet as you take me into your mouth. Now my body is feeling you work me over with your mouth in ways that leave me speechless. Pausing for a moment, you release me and lower your mouth to suck on my loose and low hanging balls. The lightning jolts through me as you take turns rolling my balls into your mouth and suck at them. Rubbing your face into them, you rub your face around my sex and tell me how much you love it as you lightly chew at them. My gasps bring a smile to your lips and a grin behind your eyes. Strings of your wetness web from your mouth to my cock as you pull away and look into my eyes. This is completely your turn and you enjoy the reactions your touch has on me. Each movement of your lips along my cock takes me to a new place and when you suck on me it is with the hunger of a starving woman. You lower your head and resume exploring my balls with your mouth and a freehand continues to pump me, ensuring my continued hardness. The muscles in my legs tighten a few times and you recognize how close you are taking me to the point of eruption. Lifting your head, you rub the head of my cock along your lips and leave a naughty lipstick of my pre-cum while never breaking eye contact with me. A sly grin crosses your face as you slide up my body and kiss me deeply. With a quick twist, you guide me into you as the inferno of your pussy devours my cock. Shocked gasps escape us as we find out rhythm and begin to rock ourselves closer and closer to orgasm. Our mouths trade kisses, your tongue licks my neck and bites at my shoulder, my tongue sucks on your nipples and trails across your neck. It feels amazing as I lay up against the wall and wrap my hands around your hips to drive use closer on each thrust. Our combined voices begin to increase in volume as we edge closer and closer. Roaring we shatter our souls vocally in unison as our orgasms overtake us. My cock erupts and fills your pussy over and over again with my fiery cum. Each shudder quakes us from the heights to the simmering aftershocks that leave us in each others arms. Our kisses are sloppy and wet, but our hands take hold of our bodies amidst the slipperiness of the oil, sweat and our combined juices. After we catch out breath, you begin to speak, but I put my hand to your lips and shake my head. "One more thing, before we shower again, there is something I want to do first. Something we discussed a while back." The puzzled look on your face suggests surprise and intrigue, so when I begin to lift your butt upwards and slide my body down, your eye-brow raised. It is not until my mouth is inches from your engorged pussy that still drips from our sex, that a smile joins the raised eye-brow. My wide tongue begins at your butt and licks you all the way to your clit. A sharp shudder catches you off guard with your body still sensitive to touch. Gently lick at you and clean what we created together and you feel a sudden stirring within you again. Unable to find words, your hands squeeze at the pillows and my hair. Your hips begin to buck and as our juices flow into my mouth our elixir drives me wild. As your motions get wilder and wilder your body builds into a fury that suddenly stops and locks into place. My hands can feel the muscles in your butt clench and then slowly relax. I swallow a bit as you slide down my chest and kiss me deeply, tasting us. After sharing this deep kiss for a while you finally manage to pull away and whisper to me with that sly smile. "Did you enjoy your first creampie as much as I did?" I am silently impressed that you remembered the slang for it, but it is our next deep kiss answers the question. It is our laughter that tells each other that there will be many more nights like this to come...