0 comments/ 37626 views/ 0 favorites Are You the One? By: icebaby Hi, ice baby here. Yes that's me; or so everyone thinks but inside this cold exterior is a hot blooded woman, waiting for someone to defrost her, could you be the one? I think you might well be but you need to see into my mind, share my thoughts to see if you really are the one. So welcome my love, let me begin. My aim is to bring you complete fulfillment Do you know that the eyes are the windows to the soul? Look deep into mine; is your soul reflecting back at you? I hope it is very much. Our two souls need to be one for us to complete our journey to the summit of total love and satisfaction. I see you are looking at my mouth. Are you enjoying the way I run my tongue over my lips, parting them, inviting you in? Give me your hand. Does it feel good as I trace your finger my lips, licking it and sucking it deep into my mouth, in and out? Feel the warmth, the wetness? No, you are not allowed to touch me, soon, but not yet. The journey is long but the rewards are great if you are the one! Do you like the way I am stroking the outline of your mouth, with my tongue forcing it through your lips, sliding it in and out, our tongues entwined? I need to taste you, feel you, and smell the passion in your body. Touch alone can not tell me if you are the one. I have to have control of your mind, body and soul. Hear my breathing as I blow softly into your ear, nibbling at the lobe. Oh you taste so good! You feel hot? Maybe I should remove your shirt for you, my fingers lightly touching your chest as they unbutton it. That's better, you really do have a nice body but maybe it needs a thorough wash – with my tongue. Pretend that I am a cat and you are my kitten and I will lick you clean. Your nipples like being washed, don't they? Does my tongue feel nice as it flicks lightly over them, moving down, licking kissing, sucking? I'm licking your stomach, pushing the tip of my tongue under your waistband, fingers running over the growing hardness hidden beneath, my teeth pulling down the zipper. You lift your hips so I can remove your trousers; I need to see what you hide in them. Oh! You like the feel of a gentle touch on your balls, a tongue running up and down, round and around your throbbing cock, my mouth moving down your leg, kissing, licking back up the inside. I hear your moans as my tongue passes over your balls on its journey to the other side, back down your other leg; and then moving slowly up again, licking your balls drawing them into the warmth of my mouth. You want release? NO, not yet! Moving away from you, I unbutton my blouse and you watch as it falls to the floor. Do you like my breasts; see my nipples straining against the sheerness of my black lacy bra? Do you want to suck them like a hungry baby? Soon, my love, soon! My skirt slowly slides down my legs. Now I am sitting in a chair. Are you watching? See my nipples growing under the touch of my fingers. Parting my legs, I give you a small glance of the pleasures between. My hands move over my stomach, down between my legs; my fingers stroke the creamy whiteness between my stocking tops and my womanhood, up and down, massaging the hidden place. Can you see the wetness forming on my panties? Do you want to bury your face in there and drink the juice of my love? Your cock is throbbing, your whole mind and body screaming for release, is it? My hand is wrapped around your cock, moving up and down. I can feel it pulsating as your orgasm builds, smell the lust oozing from your body. You need release; your body's ready but have I reached your soul, have I took control of your mind? NOT YET MY LOVE, NOT YET! I am no longer touching you but now you may kiss me. That's right, push your tongue in and let me suck on it. Take my bra off, that's it. Now play with my breasts; use your hands, use your mouth, move your mouth down my body licking and sucking as you go, massage my cunt. No, don't put your hand inside my panties, do it over them. Rub my clit with your thumb. Oh baby, that feels real good. Can you feel the heat, feel the wetness leaking through to your fingers, do you want to smell it, taste it and bury your mouth into it? I take my panties off. Now you can see your reward! I leave the stockings on and you run your hands up them. Do you like the silky smoothness? Put your finger in me, that's it, move it in and out. Is it hot in there? I want more in me! That's it, finger fuck me good baby. Push them in harder babe. Good, now the juices are flowing, take them out. I want to feel your mouth on me, feel my clit growing under your tongue. Lick it; put your tongue inside me. That's it, love me with your tongue; suck my clit. My legs are wrapped around your neck, forcing your mouth into my cunt. Lick it, suck it, fuck it babe, you cannot escape till you finish the job. My cunt is throbbing, oh God, I am Cumming! Did you enjoy your drink from the fountain of love? Do you want your release? Your balls are so full, do they need emptying now? Are you ready for the final stage of our journey? Lay on the bed, my love, so my mouth can do its work. My tongue is flicking over the head, licking down your shaft. Do you like that? Sucking your balls into my mouth, licking them over and over, my tongue moving up the shaft sucking; licking around the ridge, licking away the first droplets of your cum. I can feel your cock throbbing in my hand and your balls contracting in the other one. My mouth closes over your cock, sucking it deep into my throat, my head moving up and down, up and down, sucking and licking. You are thrusting into my mouth - your breathing gets heavier and I can feel your cock pulsating. Do you want your release? Have I got your soul yet, my love, have I taken over your mind? Are you begging for release, do you want to love me, are you ready to plant your seed into my body to allow your life giving juices to mix with mine? Can your body stand anymore - can your mind? Have I got you yet, my love? Do my kisses excite you, is my love warming you, is my mouth teasing you, do you want me, do you need me? YES, I think now we are ready to carry on with this journey. I'm lowering my body on to you. Your cock is probing the entrance to happiness. Feel the heat as it finds its way home. Take it baby, it belongs to you. I'm riding you now, up and down, round and round, forcing you in deep. I move backwards and forwards, on your cock, rubbing my clit against your body. Hold back, my love, it is not your time yet. Now you are on top of me, my legs wrapped around your body, pulling you in. My body rises up to meet yours; feel me grinding against you, mouth on mouth, tongue on tongue, two bodies, one heart, one soul, riding the waves of passion. Can you feel my insides throbbing? The heat and the wetness of volcanic juices flows as you slide in and out. Hear the breathing, the moans of pleasure as you drive your cock home. Harder baby, faster, fuck me, hurt me, with all you got. I want you, need you. I am cumming over and over. It feels so good. Cum with me, my love, cum with me. I can feel your cock pulsating, your breathing deepening, your thrusts getting harder, faster, pushing deeper into me. Feel me babe, love me. OH GOD! I feel the eruptions as two volcanoes explode together, the hot creamy juices hitting each other. Feel the tremors rushing through our bodies, can you feel my love nest gripping and releasing your cock, milking every last drop of your seed? So, tell me have I stolen your heart? Gained control of your mind? Has the power of my love reached out to touch you, are you ready to join soul to soul, mind to mind, body to body, for all eternity? Do I lay down with you or do I walk away and never look back? Do I complete this journey with you or with another? Have you took my thoughts, used my emotions, shattered my dreams? Have I smothered the flames of your passions or did I light the fire in the man? SO, PLEASE TELL ME - ARE YOU THE ONE, ARE YOU THE KEEPER OF MY HEART? * * * * * Are You The One? "What?" I asked her, not sure if I heard what she said correctly. "I have to be with someone tonight, are you the one?" I looked at her, a bit of surprise if not shock registering at her blunt request. Don't get me wrong, I am a normal male and I like women as much as the next guy. Being barely 30 and still single, I have had my share of one night stands. In fact, that was why I was in this night club in the first place, I was in the mood for a little action. But normally there is the chase, the wining and dining, some dancing, a bit of sweet talking involved. This lady walked right up to me and asked, her meaning obvious. I looked her up and down, pretty thing, about the same age as me. The wedding ring on her finger caught the dim light of the bar, flashing sometimes as she moved. "Married?" I asked her, glancing at the ring. "Yes. " "Hey look, I don't... " "He knows. " I looked her over again, I suppose the surprise registered on my face. "How about we sit down?" Her smile was dazzling. We moved to an empty table away from the dance floor, the bar protruded into the room so the band was out of sight, it was quieter. "You said you have to be with someone tonight, what's the deal?" Hell, she was blunt, I might as well be, too. She had just basically asked me to screw her, so what the fuck? No reason for me to be coy. "My husband Jerry likes it, he gets... he... it excites him. " Now she seemed hesitant, where before she had been blunt. One odd situation, it seemed. "Why me?" I had to know. "I was watching you, you seemed... nice. " Well, I suppose I am nice most of the time. "The room is full of men who would jump at the chance to be with you. " I told her. "Yes, but you look... cleaner that the rest?" "Cleaner? I am not sure I understand that. " "We can't use a condom, I have to... you know. " I really didn't know but I was getting the idea. "I see. " I had reservations now, the last thing I wanted was to catch some disease from a loose lady, I nearly always used condoms unless it got to be a long term thing. Long term was damn rare with me, though, I suppose I could be described as a bit of a predator. She read my mind. "I am clean, I got checked just this month. " "Well, how often do you...?" "Just one other time, but the guy couldn't... you know... just like Jerry. " she looked down. Good grief. This lady was beautiful, in shape, nice clothes. Her hair was wavy, shoulder length, everything about her shouted nice 30 year old housewife. Well, I guess that was what she was. It hit me I didn't know her name. "I am Danny. " "Shelly. " we actually shook hands. Now one thing about me that might be different than other men is I just never mess with married women. Well, at least not knowingly, anyway. You can make book on the fact that women will lie just like men on that point. I must have gone quiet, thinking. "Well? Are you interested?" That same almost shy smile was on her face. My rules went right out the window, I stood up and held out my hand. She rose and took it, we walked out to my car. She was quiet during the short drive to my apartment. Once inside, I asked her if she wanted a drink. The fact is, I was mildly nervous, unsure. This was something new. "No, thank you. " She was already unbuttoning her blouse. I watched as she slipped the blouse off, then reached behind to unhook the plain white bra. Then with a quick motion her skirt was down and off her hips, she stood there for a moment in nothing but simple white panties. Her body was round and soft, her breasts were average size, the nipples soft and expanded. "Well?" Then she turned and walked into my bedroom, it popped in my head that I was glad I had made it up with fresh sheets. I followed along, docile. This was really strange. Shelly stood by the bed for a moment, then slid the panties down and off, pulled the cover back and slid in. I was left standing there fully dressed, I have to admit with no sign of an erection. But I undressed, watching as her eyes dropped to my cock as I pulled off my briefs. I slid in beside her, her hands dropped to me fondling eagerly. I quickly felt the rush of blood as my body awoke. Then she had me pressed back, swinging her leg over me and grasping me as she pressed down. There was no real foreplay, no fanfare, she wanted my sperm. She began to thrust with her body, almost in a furious motion. I concentrated on lasting, allowing her to use her body as she wanted. It wasn't easy to do, she was very snug, I could feel myself strike bottom completely as she pressed down firmly. At first she acted like she simply wanted to get me off, then I felt her change. She became more moist, her breath became ragged. Then she leaned forward and pressed her breasts against my bare chest, letting out a guttural moan as she ground herself repeatedly against me. Her orgasm seemed to react all the way through her body in waves. I rolled her over on her back and began again, her legs drew up and wider, allowing me full access. Then her head went back, mouth open as I released. We lay like that for several minutes, then I withdrew. Her hand went down to trap my seed as she sat up, reaching for her clothes. She dressed quickly, then headed for the door. Pausing for a moment, she looked back at me still lying naked on my bed. "Thank, you, Danny. That was fun. " Then she was gone. I lay there for quite a long time, thinking. Strange. Really strange. I actually felt... used? That wasn't lovemaking, it wasn't anything I had experienced before. We hadn't even kissed. I got up and showered, promptly forgot all about it. Back to my life, back to the chase, the fun, find a woman. But something had changed. Now I looked at women and saw a person, thinking, with hopes and dreams. Suddenly I was interested in what they thought, what they really wanted. I found I really liked to listen? I must have gone for at least two months without bringing a single woman home with me. Somehow inside I just did not want that feeling of being used again. A couple of times my buds would ask me what the hell was wrong with me when I backed off as some particularly standout female made her play. I just passed it off as "Not my type. " and let it go. Then one evening my phone rang. I recognized the familiar voice instantly, it was Shelly. "Hi, Danny. May I come over?" I hesitated, knowing what she wanted. I couldn't do it. I begged off, telling her I had a date and was just leaving. "Perhaps another time?" I sensed disappointment in her voice as she hung up. "Maybe. " I lied, as I hung up the phone. I looked at my reflection in the mirror on my wall, smiled at myself. I felt better somehow. Nothing wrong with me, nothing at all. Time to go find a mate. A real one, one for life.