The Dream
As she awoke this morning, she could feel the stickiness between her thighs. At first she thought to herself, "How could that be", I had no lover last night", and then she smiled.
She remembered the gentle bites he gave her on her nipples and how she laughed because it tickled her. The laughter stopped as she grew increasingly aware that her legs were trembling as he began to nuzzle her pubic hair with his nose. She slowly parted her legs as commanded by the gentle nudging of his fingers on her thighs. It tickled at first, but no laughter escaped her lips, only a slight sigh. As the bites began again, "Oh what pleasure", she thought. She could feel herself being lifted on a pedestal, higher and higher for all the world to see. And when the pedestal suddenly dropped from beneath her, she remained there among the stars, as if she were one of them. After a while, she floated slowly back down to earth, and when she reached the ground, he was still there. They laid together side by side as the river flowed around them.
Breathing
"Come closer", he whispered. I did not want to but he was holding my hand and had pulled me backwards into his arms. I was engulfed by his being once again. I leaned my head back against his shoulder. What else could I do, he had told me that he loved me and could never let me go. I told him that I wasn't leaving him, I just needed some breathing room. But still I stand here with his strong arms around me while I am suffocating. It seems he will never see how limp my body has become from lack of oxygen, because he never leaves my side long enough to let me fall down.
The Boss
It's another meeting, one of my favorite times of the week. I always like to watch the boss walk in. He walks in last, as if to put a finality on the head count for today: no one dare walks in afterward.
I never hear what he is saying. I am always studying someone or him, trying to see something behind their everyday masks of being. But today is different. I am especially drawn to his hands. He is tapping his fingers on the table very lightly. He must be nervous about something. Every so often, while he is talking, his hand movements become very definitive as he tries to get his point across.
I cannot take my eyes off of his hands. I want to kiss his fingertips, and make him feel better. I can just imagine how they'd feel on the back of my neck as he held my head down, while he exploded in my mouth.
The meeting is over. I'm glad. It was getting pretty hot in there...
Inspirations
I let him touch me where he pleased. This complete stranger, like an excerpt from my fantasies, parted my legs, and slowly slid his hands up my inner thigh. All the while, he stares into my eyes, watching and waiting for my response. His hands reach their destination and my excitement grows. I can almost not bear it. His eyes still lock onto mine. I know he can see what I am trying to hide. The intensity grows as he caresses me there. The pleasure is unlike anything I have known. A sigh escapes my lips and he smiles. He knows, he knows everything. I want him, yet I should hate him for his invasion into my soul. He watches my eyes too much. He watches even as I exploded inside.
He withdraws himself from me as easily as he took me. I will tell my lover that a man made a pass at me today, but I will neglect to say that he also passed through me in search of my soul.
A Kiss
I awoke this morning with a strange feeling, and then I remembered the man in my dream. He was kissing me like he wanted to be kissing me forever. Little kisses here and there. I remember moving my head all around so he could kiss me all over. I know this man, and every time I saw him today I remembered my dream and I smiled to myself.
This is the funniest ICQ chain I have ever received
Dear Earthling,
Hello! I am a creature from a galaxy far away, visiting
your planet. I have transformed myself into this text file.
As you are reading it I am having sex with your eyeballs. I
know you like it because you are smiling. Please pass me on
to someone else because I am really horny.
Message written 7-15-97
I want you naked in a big black leather recliner in front of a roaring fire in the fireplace, leaning back. I want that big hard cock of yours sticking straight up.
I want to sit on the floor next to you on a white bearskin rug with my head in your lap. I want you to stroke your self while I watch. I want to hear you moan and groan with pleasure. I want you to make yourself cum with a loud scream and
let it spray all over my face as you aim for my mouth. I want you to drink your favorite wine and smoke a cigar as you watch me lick you clean and then eat as much of it as I can off of me. When I am done, I will lay down on the rug. I want you to pour your drink over my body and then lick every drop off. I want your passion to grow once again. I want you to yearn for me. I want you to please and tease me. And then I want you to fuck me!
Email: vickey@pobox.com
