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Closer
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Subject: new story "Closer" f mast, mf
Date: Sun, 11 Jun 1995 22:36:41 UTC
For 18 and over only. Do not read if you are under 18 or offended by
explicit material.
You walk in the front door and hang up your coat. After closing the
door, you hear the music coming from my bedroom. Oh, god, she's playing
that song again. You walk down the hallway towards my room, thinking
you'll talk me into dinner or something. You are tired and just don't
want to listen to this stuff.
As you get to my door, you realize that the music is even louder than
you thought. My door is closed and you could hear it all the way down
the hall!
You knock on the door, already knowing it's useless. No answer. Knock
again, louder. Still no answer. Finally you push the door slightly open
ready to shout at me. You see the pile of today's clothes on the floor
before you have a chance to say anything. What? What's going on?
Pushing the door open a little further you see my feet and calves come
into view. I'm lying on my bed apparently. Too interested to stop now,
you push the door open the rest of the way, slowly. As you do so, the
rest of my naked body comes into view. I am propped up against my
pillows holding a book in one hand while the other gently flutters over
my pubic hair.
A bit surprised, you just watch me. You are so enthralled by the
movement of my lower hand, that you don't realize I'm watching you too.
I spread my legs further apart, but continue to only play along the tops
of my thighs and mound. I sigh softly and now you look up to meet my
eyes. You blush, but don't say anything. "Just watch," I tell you.
I put the book down and draw my knees up and apart. In this position
my sex is open for your view and my fingers. Using both hands I rub my
inner thighs. I think of the feel of your hands doing this to me. I
remember the exquisite touch of your lips and tongue there. I stare at
you. I can see your cock expanding in your pants, though somehow you
refrain from touching it.
My fingers continue circling closer to my pubic hair and the moist
flesh underneath. With a soft touch I rub my outer lips together. You
seem entranced by the slow movement. You sigh softly as you notice the
first drops of wetness dripping out from my sex. When I pull the lips
apart for you to see, your body seems to vibrate. Your desire is very
clear. Still, you hold back, watching.
With one hand I hold the outer lips apart and begin caressing inside.
Your eyes and cock notice that my inner lips are wet and swollen, begging
for attention. Again I think of you touching me, you tasting me. I rub
across my pussy gently, using my whole hand held flat. My palm covers my
clit and rubs only very lightly across it while my fingers beging dipping
into the source of the wetness. You strain to see my middle, longest
finger disappear into my hot wet hole. My arm moves up and down.
As I pull up, my palm glides over my clit. As I push down, my finger
penetrates as deeply as possible.
I look into your eyes as you watch my hand. I wonder what you are
thinking, what you will do after I am finished.
I move my hand with the rhythm of the music. Now you understand a
little of my appreciation for this song. The rhythm is somehow right.
But soon, even that driving beat is not fast enough for my passion. I
concentrate now just on my clit. You wait for me, enjoying my passion,
knowing yours will soon follow.
I start rubbing my clit furiously between two fingers. My chest and
neck are flushed. My breathing is getting heavy and deep. You can see my
juices flowing freely now. I whisper again for you to watch me, then
close my eyes and let myself go. My hips rise and fall uncontrollably,
pushing against my frantic fingers. Finally I utter a loud groan and my
hips remain suspended in the air by the tensed muscles in my thighs. It
seems as though I am offering myself to you, some wonderful sacrifice.
You just watch as the contractions pass through my pussy and thighs.
Waiting for them to slow and finally subside.
Before I can even catch my breath, you are undressing. I look at you
and grin at your urgency. Soon you join me on my bed. You grasp my hand
and pull it to your lips, licking the juices, enjoying the taste. When
you are finished, you lower your body to mine and kiss me deeply as you
push into me.
You enter me slowly, savoring the extreme heat and tightness. You
groan with me as we join together. Somehow you control the penetration
keeping it agonizingly slow until you are finally buried within me. Then
you rest there for a moment allowing me to get used to the sensations. I
pull my legs up around your waist and pull you even deeper inside. Then
I relax slightly to allow you to withdraw slightly. We continue this for
long minutes. Enjoying the feel of our bodies together. I feel my
passion building again. Your excitement carrying me along as you
increase your pace.
My legs are still drawn up, allowing you to thrust deeply. You prop
yourself up slightly on your elbows and stare into by eyes while you fuck
into me. I urge you on, begging you to move faster, thrust harder. Soon
you are moving as fast as possible, panting with excitement. I reach
between us and rub my clit again. I want to cum with you. You watch my
face, waiting for me to be ready.
Then you feel it. My pussy tightens rhythmically around your shaft.
You growl deep in your throat and explode into me. Holding yourself
buried deep, you sigh as the last of your cum finally expends itself. I
wrap my arms and legs around you again, and hold you close while you
soften inside me.
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