0 comments/ 12217 views/ 0 favorites Sapphire Eyes By: querida2 It wasn't the purpose behind the trip, to end up on the floor of your family's cabin dripping with sweat and surrounded by moans of pleasure. We wanted to get away, to eat real food and sleep in real beds before we were drowned in the end of the year final exams, papers and projects that are so important in collegiate life. We had intended to study between our swimming in the lake and napping in the sun on the porch, but after a dinner of alfredo sauce on pasta, garlic bread, brownies with ice cream and red wine, it was clear that the aphrodisiacs had taken hold and that we would not escape this night without succumbing to our lust. You dominated me as I stared out at the moonlit lake, your arms around my waist and your lips leaving marks of fire on my neck and collarbone. You refuse to speak, you want me to stay under your power and the lack of words is so commanding. I am so completely yours and so under your control that my legs are going weak. I try to turn and look at you, but you keep me from moving. All I can see of your face is the transparent image reflected in the window. Finally you speak, but only to tell me to remove my clothing so that you have better access to my neck and collarbone, to my entire being. It drives me wild when you kiss me there, I melt inside every time you press your tongue and silver piecing into me, into my neck, and when you bite me I become even more weak than I was before and I fear that my legs are about to give out from under me. That's all it takes for me to want you completely. TO see sweat dripping down your naked body as I give you pleasure is incredible. The strong woman that you are writhing with pleasure because of me and for me. Now you tell me to lie on the floor, and I obey, but not before place a blanket beneath me so that we can keep what has happened here a secret. I feel exposed, but not in a bad way. I love the way you look at me, and although I am so exposed to your gorgeous blue eyes, you make me feel beautiful and completely desirable. You spread my legs and touch me, your fingers are magic on my skin and on my clit, you make me scream with pleasure because of the way you touch me there, like nobody else has. You replace your fingers with your mouth and tongue and begin to bite and lick me as your hands apply pressure to my sensitive hips. And I move beneath you, wanting more of you, needing more of you to touch me. I want to feel your skin against mine. I make you remove your clothing before you continue. Your naked body is so strong and pale and I can't stop staring at its beauty. You return to me and continue what you have started, and I watch you, watching you do things to me that make me pull my hair and throw back my head to cry out. Eventually you come up, and your face is drenched in me. I blush, my shy side in shock at how wet I have made your face, and I try to apologize but you silence me with a deep kiss. And I see your eyes, your amazing sapphire blue eyes; you know I can never get enough of their beauty. The emotion they show is astounding and right now they are so dark and so fill with passion that I can't stop staring into them. And I want you, I want you more than I ever have before, and I want to cause you the same pleasure you caused me. And I want to hear you say my name in ecstasy. I want to feel you and taste you on my lips. You allow me to have that chance, that chance to see you writhe and moan in front of me. And I touch you and caress you, biting your nipples and drenching the blanket beneath us in our juices. I bite and like and tease, I feel and taste you on my lips, just as you have tasted me. And you taste wonderful, I never thought it could, but it does and my shyness evaporates with that thought. This is my ultimate pleasure, watching you as I give to you what you have given to me. And suddenly you begin to move like a wave, you can't control your body, it sets me off and we both end up collapsed and exhausted on the floor. The sun has begun to rise and a pink and yellow haze escapes over the lake and into the window of your New Hampshire house. We move into the bedroom where we fall asleep, you holding me against you, your warmth and love enveloping me, making me feel safe. This will be one of the last times I can enjoy these feeling of love and warmth from you, because soon your true love will return and I will have to give you back to her. Never again will I see those sapphire blue eyes dark with passion for me. One single tear rolls down my cheek and then I drift to sleep. Sapphire Eyes ~Note: This is a story I wrote years ago and for that I apologize for the lack of skill. I just felt as though I needed to post something. Enjoy or despise, I suppose. ♥~ Kya walked into the classroom after school was over, having been told to meet her English teacher, Ms. Larson, then. The room was empty so she took a seat in the chair facing Ms. Larson's desk. As she waited for her to arrive, she ran over in her mind what she possibly could have done to cause this meeting. The door opened and Ms. Larson entered, shutting the door behind her. She wore her usual attire, a short above-the-knee length black skirt with a light blue button-up blouse. Settling into her desk she turned her sapphire blue eyes toward Kya, and smiled. "So, Kya, do you know why I asked you to meet with me?" Kya squirmed in her seat as she stared into Ms. Larson's beautiful eyes, her smile causing her body to feel warm and tingle everywhere. "N-n-no, Ms. Larson, I haven't any idea why you called me here today," Kya muttered, feeling her powerful gaze upon her. Ms. Larson stood up and walked over to Kya, standing at her side. "Well, there's a rumor going around that you have a crush on me, Kya. I've heard it during your third hour class and among the other classes as well. Instead of asking around, I thought I'd go straight to the source and question you about it." Kya's heart pounded so hard she thought it would fly out of her chest. "Uhm...well..." She felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment and heat, conflicting with her current emotions. She shifted in her chair. "To be honest, Ms. Larson, I do have a bit of a crush on you..." she murmured, letting out the breath she'd been holding. Ms. Larson chuckled, amused my Kya's shy reaction to her question. She moved closer to her, bending so that her face was level with Kya's. "Well, it seems we have to fix that situation then, don't we, Kya? And, please, call me Hope," she whispered, closing the space between them so that their lips met. Kya started, her heart stopping at the feeling of Hope's lips on hers. She thought back to the many nights she fantasized about her full lips against hers, molding with hers; the feeling of her fingers traveling through her long black hair. The remembrance of those fantasies caused a pool of wetness to gather beneath Kya's skirt. She squeezed her legs firmly together, trying to stop the feeling. Hope pulled away, much to Kya's disappointment, but reached down to her blouse and began to undo her buttons, Kya's eyes widened, watching every movement of Hope's hands. As she plucked open her blouse, Kya buried her face in Hope's chest. She inhaled, taking in her lilac scent. As Kya's fingers entangled themselves up in Hope's fiery red hair, Hope wrapped her arms around and tugged her closer, pressing her hips into Kya. Kya pulled away, puzzled, as she felt something prodding at her from under Hope's skirt. Lifting her skirt, Hope revealed a large strap-on dildo. Kya's eyes widened, her mouth dropping open. Once again slipping her arms around Kya, Hope ran her hands up under her blouse, undoing the clasp on her bra. She seized the tail of each side of the front of Kya's blouse, and wrenched outward, tearing the buttons off of her blouse. Removing the blouse and bra, she straddled Kya's lap, the tip of the strap-on pressing against her soaking crotch, and cupped her breasts. Hope traced her thumbnails over Kya's nipples, observing as they hardened even more. Kya shuddered and arched her back, grinding herself against Hope. Hope smiled at how sensitive Kya was to her touch, and bent down, taking Kya's rosy red nipple into her mouth, lapping at it with her tongue. Allowing her fingers to travel across Kya's soft skin, she marveled at how smooth it was, and traced delicate designs in her succulent flesh. Kya shuddered, biting her lip and pulled Hope up against her, trying to catch another kiss. Grinning, her teacher resisted, teasing her, massaging her breasts in her hands. Kya whimpered, scraping her nails down Hope's back, causing her teeth to grind against each other. Nipping at her neck, Hope slipped her hand beneath Kya's skirt, thrilled to discover she wasn't wearing any panties. Feeling the wetness dripping between her swollen lips, Kya's lover stroked her slit softly with two long fingers, prodding at her entrance but not penetrating it. Unable to hold back any longer, Hope plunged her fingers inside Kya, surprised at how wet she was. Kya cried out and bucked her hips up at her, burying her face into Hope's neck. Wrapping the young girl's legs around her waist, Hope moved her from the chair to the edge of her teacher's desk and laid her down, removing her fingers and lifting them to her mouth, licking them clean. She then bent over; capturing the girl's lips, allowing her to catch a glimpse of what her desire tasted like, then lifted her own skirt and began gliding the head of the mock-cock up and down Kya's pussy. By then Kya was panting hard, clenching and unclenching her fists, until, finally, she was unable to take it any longer and brought Hope's lips to hers, then whispered breathlessly, "Fuck me, Hope, please. Don't tease me any longer. I want to feel you deep inside me, feel you quiver as you come. I've wanted you for so long, and now I finally have you...Just take me..." And with that, Hope thrust her hips hard, entering Kya so fast she almost flew off the desk. Kya locked her legs around Hope as she began moving in a fast-paced rhythm deep within her depths. As she rode her, Kya unbuttoned Hope blouse, wondering why it was still on, and discarded the cloth to the floor. She gazed at her love's breasts, marveling at their beauty and glad that she wasn't wearing a bra. Kya molded her lips around Hope hard nipple, suckling hard, while pinching the other with her hand. Hope moaned softly, throwing her head back and picking up the pace at which she was fucking Kya. Both girls were nearing their orgasm and just as they were about to reach their peaks, Kya slid her hand between them and rubbed Hope's throbbing clit beneath the base of the strap-on, causing her orgasm to hit hard and fast. As Hope's orgasm rocked through her, she thrust her hips mightily one last time, letting Kya's own orgasm ripple through her in waves, rocking her body. They both laid there, exhausted. As their breathing slowed Hope propped herself up on her elbow and smiled down at Kya. "My lady...We must get you in trouble more often." Kya grinned and the two kissed as the door to the classroom clicked shut quietly...