Trying to help a body....

Trying to help a "body"...

I thought I'd surprise you today...I've got one dozen yellow long stem roses. When I called, you'd said you were having problems with your most recent creation. At first, I thought it was a new recipe...but I was wrong. I hate it when someone else is right, because it means that I'm wrong. You inform me, sweetly, that you're stuck in a story you're writing. I ask if it is non-fiction, like history or something....you laugh. A hearty, sensuous laugh....it makes me want to hold you and kiss you. Then I ask if it is a story book thing...for children maybe. Again, that laugh. Then I ask if you're working on a romantic piece. I'm greeting with a "hmmmmmmm....plus some extras". I'd love to read it, and see what you considder extras, but know not to be too pushy with a writer and a work in progress. So, I said that I had a little gift for you and I'd be over in a about an hour. I almost fell out of my chair, when you told me to just come on in....that you didn't want to be worrying about getting the door when I arrived.

Entering your house, I look around a bit....realizing I'd forgotten to ask where your computer terminal was at. I smile as I see the plants scattered everywhere, and exotic pictures of beaches, rain forests, palm trees and wonderful blue sky. I wander somewhat aimlessly, trying to be silent....I go upstairs and look around. Ha!!!! Your computer is in the bedroom!!! You've got a small stereo playing light music....is it that Caribean music??? I can't tell if they're striking a garbage can lid (smile) or not....hmmmm....accoustic guitar....and....a ukulele??? No.... it can't be. You're across the room from me, staring intently at the screen....mumbling as you type and retype....I know this from the familiar attack upon the backspace key. Moving silently, I stand behind you, and bend to kiss the side of your neck. I'm gratified with a jump as you're startled, and much more gratified when you relax and cock your head for me to kiss you the more. "Hmmmmmmm.....thanks, Baby" as you drive the fingers of your left hand deep into my thick hair. "I'm having such a hard time trying to figure out how to make this story flow. I could really use a break!" You swivel in your chair, and grasp the collar of my shirt...pulling me to you and plant a hot, wet, passionate kiss upon my lips. Tingles flow from my skull down my spine to my loins.

Breaking our kiss, I look at you with that dopey look of "wow"....my heart is racing, and a fire is burning.... I pull the roses from behind my back and present them to you. You look down at them...and release me. You brush the soft, silky petals with your fingertips, then lift them for a deep breath. When you turn to me, your eyes are glistening. Oh shoot! I think...this brings back a bad memory or something. I start to apologize, when you lick your finger then place it over my lips and shush me. When you take a deep breath, I see your lovely golden brown skin below me heave....and then you tell me that they're perfect...that you weren't expecting such a wonderful "little" gift. When I relax, you trace your finger down over my chin and down my neck, giving me a quick shiver. Your hand moves over my shirt, tracing....letters? Oh my I remember this game....let's see.... I ...... W ..... A ..... N ...... T ..... K .... O .... U ..... ???? You giggle and tell me to try again. I can't....I can't concentrate on the letters. The sensations of your finger nails travelling across my chest....across my nipples is driving me crazy. Now you laugh and tell me to do the same for you.

OK, but I want you to lie on your bed for me. You raised your eyebrows at that one, but I tell you that I need a better angle (what I didn't say was that I wanted a better angle of attack). You do stand though, your body moving through my hands, first your shoulders, then your breasts....oh how I wished we could stop right here for a while....then your waist. My hands upon your hips, you move towards the bed, but I pull you to me first. I feel your bare legs against my pants....then I feel your hips against the bulge in behind my zipper....then I feel your tummy, bare between your shorts and your midriff pull over, press against me....then your breasts. I know you feel the same things stirring within your body, because I see your skin flush, and feel your heart race. I hear your anxious breathing...and the way you roll your hips against me. You lift your lips to mine....I softly kiss you, teasing you with a smile on my face. Then kiss your chin....your jaw...and your ear. Hmmmmmmmmm....you smell delicious....and you feel wonderful in my arms. We dance to the music, our bodies moving together, becoming one together. We move to the bed, and I pull you over the top of me onto it.

We lie there on the bed for a moment, laughing and giggling. As I look at you, I once again am impressed by your simple yet seductive beauty. I brush your hair from your face and hold your cheek before kissing you under your chin....then sucking softly on your wonderfuly soft skin. I pull you up higher onto me and lick over to your neck, just below your ear. There, I lick the profile of your ear then nibble on your ear lobe. I know you're on fire as much as I am from your soft sighs and moans, but also because you part your legs, straddling my body and grinding yourself against me. My kisses slowly move down the side of your neck, where I suck on your collar bone....slowly, ever so slowly moving inward. You push yourself upwards, arching your back and presenting the wonderful fullness of your breasts to me. The hot flesh of your breasts strain against the low cut collar of your pull over....begging for freedom. I can see the faint outline of your nipples as well. While I suck on the hollow of your neck, just above your bosom, I place my hands over your breasts....softly tracing the outline of your blouse, while applying pressure with my palms. I wonder if we'll play that letter game with your shirt on or off....thinking it would be much more fun to place the dot of an "i" with my lips on your nipple. Hmmmmmm......you scooch yourself farther up my body, pulling away from my hungry kisses and sitting erect. From this angle, I see that your nipples are also full and erect, and I reach up to softly touch the tips....

You've got a devious looking, lusty smile on your face. Your body shines with energy....you seem to glow with an aura. "OK....it's time for you to play the letter game with me", you say. "Hmmmmmm....what shall I spell?" I pretend to ponder for a moment, and then I start near your rightt shoulder, tracing downwards over your breast and nipple, onto your belly...you giggles a little bit from the tickling....then up to the center, just below your breasts, then down to the right...another giggle....then up over your left breast. Done....you say "W" proudly. Next I trace an A, an N and a T. You get all the letters. I trace a "2" and you cry "Foul!!!! that's not a letter!" and I merely look suitibly chastized. When I trace across your body from shoulder to shoulder then start to move my fingers straight down between your breasts, you stop me and say "WANT 2....what????" I smile up at you and say "Want to taste you...want to savor the flavor of your sweet nectar....want to scoop your thick honey out into my hungry mouth." Using both hands, I lightly stroke the front of your shorts with the back of my fingernails...and wait for your response...




11/15/2002
aDICKt of Passion