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She did as he had done earlier and pushed the shirt off his shoulders and he released her to let it drop free. Back in his arms he continued to struggle with the bar strap, inexperience showing! She reached behind herself to release it , letting him pull it forward and the straps down her arm, again she let it drop away. He looked at her full breasts, the nipples prominent before pulling her back against him. Flesh to flesh is arousing, even, or may be especially to a woman. Derrick seemed to have come to a stop or at least was unsure what to do now he had her breasts exposed. She felt good, a need deep in her stirring, she pushed her hand between them, down over his groin feeling him hard in his pants, he moaned audibly as her hand felt him and almost whimpered as she found the zipper and lowered it, working her hand into the opening and over his cotton boxers, She withdrew her hand and stepped back a little to undo the clasp of his pants, his hand reaching for her breast as she did so. Then using both hands she hooked her thumbs into his pants and pushed and tugged them down, leaving him in his boxers. Looking at him like that, boxers tenting over what was evidently a good sized cock was just a bit too much and a second movement shed the boxers, his cock exposed and pointing to the sky. Derrick gasped as her hand wrapped around the hard shaft. He pulled her against him and was making thrusting movements into her hand, primal urges taking over his body, things he had never before felt driving him on. He was thrusting urgently into her hand as she gripped him. He moaned, then gasped as she felt his penis jerk then felt the pumping as he cried out and shot hot spunk out onto her skirt again and again,. Gradually the thrusting subsided he released her looking at the sperm running down the skirt of her dress. Sue quickly undid the rest of the dress to stop any evidence reaching the floor! She stepped out of it now just in scanty briefs.
Derrick said he was sorry, but she said no it was her fault. He was stareing at her breasts and her briefs, almost sheer. She looked at him he seemed different, not the total geek anymore, he even seemed to have put an inch or two on his chest! There was a damp path on her panties, she pushed them down stepping out of them her clean shaven slit evident and attracting his eyes instantly.
She looked at his cock, seeing a slight twitch as he looked at her,
"Derrick......I need release too....." She moved to him, dropping to her knees and took hold of the partially flaccid cock, she licked a drop of liquid off the tip, looked up at him then took his cock into her mouth. She ran her tongue round the head, feeling an instant response as it grew in the warm mouth, she cupped his balls, then touched his very anus as he grew rapidly hard again, once fully erect she stood and led him to the big fireside rug. They lay there together as she took his hand and guided it to her waiting slit, She guided his fingers to the right spots, her legs apart and open to him. He explored her and found the entrance, his fingers learning her body, her arousal was growing now, her hand left his to find his cock again. She gripped it. Pulling him closer she slipped a leg under his until he got the idea of moving over her, between her parted legs. She guided him to the entrance and felt him pushing into her opening her body with his hard cock.
Then, he was making love to her, his movements were slow at first, his weight on knees and elbows as his hips thrust his cock in and out of her body. This was unlike the Boyfriend, she thought of him, he fucked her intent on shooting his load he was becoming an ex boyfriend fast. She opened her eyes to derrick smiling down at her as his body moved in her.....she felt it building.....her legs rose around him locking over his back as she raked him with the nails. He seemed to sense the moment, his thrusting picked up, became faster and an urgency crept in, she moaned, she gasped and her legs tried to close over him her vagina, then her entire body was raked with contractiosn as Derrick gasped and shot his sperm again this time into her eager body.
The competition was in a few days.......they knew they would win with their Dance of Love......but how could they celebrate it.................
The End.
Lethe
Ah, the Friday afternoons. The stress of the entire week was still a little, squirmy pressure inside me. It was slowly calming down; thoughts about the coming hour and the evening were greater and more intense. Fantasy's clouded my mind and made me forget about reality, just leaving place for dreams about satisfaction. My mind was busy making plans, plans for great pleasure. Everything was in place now. My roommate was away; house for myself. New candles; beautiful lightning and enjoyable fragrance. Whine; perfect for a pink shade over the lustful mist.
More ideas came over me while I was seated in the crowded bus driving me home. I was staring out of the window. I did not see the landscape, the houses were escaping my focus, beautiful boys and girls got equal attention. Only when crossing the bridge, looking out over the mass of water that was my city's lake, I noticed a little of the beauty surrounding me. The sparkles reflecting the sunlight distracted me of my impure deliberations.
I stared, the few moments the bus traversed the bridge into the blueness. For those moments a strong sensation of floating overcame me. Warm water surrounding me, and numbing most of the exterior impressions it was amplifying my sinful thoughts. The pressure inside me that had been bugging me was overcompensated by the pressure of the water and the waves rocking me back and-
My line of sight with the water was abruptly gone.
I gasped, for the feeling that overpowered me felt so... real. My eyes scanned the environment but only found the grayness of the city. Panic welled up, I had to see the luster in the water again.
"Maybe a shower would be nice."
The voice struck me, like someone next to me said it. Luckily no one seemed to care a single fuck about my persona.
Yeah, a shower would be perfect. Yearning to relive that feeling I moved my thighs tight together. I was shocked by the wetness I felt. A pleasant shock it was; teasing myself made my hunger grow. Hunger for relief, that what would made the climax the more satisfying.
I walked numb from the bus stop to the front door, mainly focusing on the moist crawling down my legs, little, sweet drops. In front of my door I stopped to take a breath. The reflection of me was a blushing girl, panting and very pretty.
I like my body, it is very soft and slender, nice, perky c-cup, full round bottom. I could look at myself for ages, boys could too. But they did not get my attention.
While I was opening the door, I was thinking it might be a good idea to finger myself, rubbing against a mirror. I can be very narcissistic at times.
"And your fingers crawling inside your slit, the shower head between your soft legs, blasting a powerful beam on your clit?"
I was flooded by that voice, Its sound came from within me, made my body tremble and sensitive. With every of the words a small gush of wetness came from under my skirt and made my head dizzy.
The sweet and lustful words, even though shrill and loud, became more calming and a serene whisper went from my mind to my lower abdomen.
"I want you naked."
"Play for me."
"I want you, beautiful."
After the words receded, instead of questioning it or being suspicious about the source, I obeyed it and moved my shaking body to the bed. I was panting heavily and my throbbing pussy felt sensitive in the open air. As my panties slipped down my legs I saw the trail of freshly secreted juice in a sensual pattern between my legs. The pattern started with the source, where the moist had been gushing out and made thick strokes over my inner thighs. Further from the source it spread like a river delta, but instead of flowing in a sea of my wetness, it was hovering just above my knees.
Like hands caressing my thighs.
The lips were swollen with blood, slightly throbbing and continuously secreting my honey. I slit a finger inside me, knowing I couldn't hold my lust for the shower. The walls tightened around my finger as I pleasured them.
I moved them quickly, wanting to get off soon, I was aching for a week to cum really good.
Something didn't want me to, though.
Tho
se visions...
Images of my body floating in the water, being pleasured by the water. The hot beam massaging my body and the mirror hazed, except for the parts where my body was rubbed against. The transparent fingers of someone nearby, the wet kisses of that person. That woman.
I gasped air as she moved me through the water, slowly up and down, her two fingers pressed against the spongy part of my pussy, pushing waves of pleasure through my lower body. My panting was smothered in her face, a beautiful face made of water.
It did not seem weird at all, but her head was dripping her hair, I could see everything through her.
She kind of surprised me by finally pushing her tongue inside my mouth, it felt warm and soft, like a normal one. I closed my eyes and let the mysterious entity do the work. She still fingered my pussy with one hand, with the other one she supported my head from the ridge of the showers tub. Her leading my body through these wonderful experience of warmth and sex made me not notice that I did not walk myself to the bathroom.
I can not remember when the visions became reality.
The dizziness in my head caused by the tonguing and the pleasuring of my pussy reached its top. The probing of my pussy made me weak and panting and the first waves of my orgasms started to kick in. She pushed herself against me, her breasts rocked against me in the rhythm of my spasms and she whispered again, in my ear, inside me.
"Wonderful, come for me. Share that wetness with me, I will take good care of you."
"Aawh!" was the only thing I could say with that delicious tongue outside my mouth. The screams were getting louder and louder.
I wasn't sure if I was already climaxing; it felt more intense than ever but it was still building up. The heath produced in my body was pushing against the inside of my pussy, almost a painful searing heat, ready to make me explode.
Will I be torn apart?
My screams made it sound like it, but the hot pressure inside me did not feel bad.
"AAAAah-!" I couldn't breathe.
It was too much, I exploded in such an intense orgasm my eyes were seeing black spots, growing as I squirted in my bathing water, on the blue woman's hand. My body was shaking like an epileptic, every muscle enjoyed the orgasm, everywhere intense, burning. That water could do this, make such enjoyable warmth from within my pleasure-hole.
My breath came back to me and I started to shout my sexual satisfaction. Not sure if I was screaming to hard and let to this, or if my orgasm too intense, but I fainted. The black spots covered the pretty smile above my head, while I was sinking in to the water.
Wondering if she would let me drown in the tub, even though I did not feel bad about that, the blackness overwhelmed me and the epic pleasure of my orgasm slipped away from me...
I slipped into dreams. The previous seemed so unreal, but I could feel it wasn't. This was less intense and felt just like dreaming. The wetness and sex were nothing less abundant, but it didn't arouse me or got me off as the waterling did.
Illusions of me, rubbing against a body, one of incredible softness and beauty with just one scary feature: it was me. I always enjoyed looking at myself and I am beautiful, but it was very different to actually do it with someone looking like yourself.
It was talking to me. Though I could not hear in my dreams, all I did was feel. And cum.
My consciousness tried to crawl out of the dream. It took I while to let it completely go, but finally I woke up in my bed. I found myself in a bed soaked, the thin sheets humid and fixed against my skin. The air was damp too, like steamy water. Like sex.
Again not sure what happened I opened my eyes. The darkness already covered my room and the disclosure of my eyes didn't add any information about my whereabouts and physical status, all I had were my feeling hearing and smell. And a dry mouth, what you truly wouldn't expect after making out with a person made of water.
My ear picked up the moving of sheets next to me. Feelings of tenderness and love for whatever it was that satisfied me, made me hope it was her. A heartbeat skipped as I finally asked her what has been going through my mind a few times now.
"What's happening?"
A moan went through the room, through me. Lust for that voice and for a body to love woke up in me. Intense idea's of sex and moistened labia, tongues swirling and lips dripping, fists clamping in sheets...
"What is happening... What happening is: I am satisfying you."
"Why?"
A touch went over me, stroking my body with a gentle coolness leaving a cold tightening feeling.
"I like you, and I know you would like my attention."
"Just for sex?"
The fingertips moved to my breasts, for the first time taking a more solid form and squeezing a kind sign of empathy.
"I want to be everything you want me to be."
LOVE
It was a feeling holding such an intense grasp on me that felt like my innards would rip and spill. It came from me, though, not from the other woman. She felt familiar inside me already, I would know if it was her. This really was me, begging for this chance for true love.
I tried to say it to her, but my breath got stuck on the way out.
This wasn't like me, I was introverted and solitaire, I have never ever felt like I needed someone, all I needed for an extra was a toy ones in a while. The rest was all on me, I am beautiful a paradigm of perfection. Obviously narcissistic and not stupid enough to refute that fact. I accepted myself as being this kind of independent.
A finger touched my lips, telling me without words that she already knew. I smiled but still with a huge knot in my stomach I felt a sob coming up.
"I'll be there for you."
A soft glowing light came over the room, every inch illuminated with a beautiful blue glow. Finally capable of seeing the body next to me, I turned around aching for her.
She must be beautiful.
And she was. Shockingly, in multiple ways. Her body was emitting the comforting light, her eyes and mouth a sensual shade darker. But the most surprising thing was her face and body. Very soft and slender, nice, perky c-cup, full round bottom, and a face as if I was looking into a mirror. Her looking like me didn't unsettle me at all, everything already seemed so unreal. She was, with no doubt, capable of something like this. Shape shifting.
She can glow, is made of water, why not metamorphous.
"You're..." I tried to talk, but the girl didn't let me. She bended over and placed her lips on mine. Silenced I wrapped my arms around her, she was amazing, comforting me with... well: me. Enjoying her body warmth and affection I moaned in ecstasy, sad I was not complete capable of telling her how I felt, but an infinite more happy that she made me feel this way.
She touched my chest, just between me breasts, feeling my heart, while her lips separated and slit in a tongue. I welcomed it as if someone dear to me had come home after a long time, and tightened my grip on her, rubbing my body against hers (mine?) and fondled the softness that was her breast. Her softness was entrancing and was only interrupted by the nipples poking my hand and gushes of water flowing from her body.
She excreted the water when I made her shiver, when I plucked her nipples with my finger or moved my clit against hers. She seemed to really like the grinding, moans coming from voids I couldn't see, but were everywhere. My name whispered inside my head and multiplying the feeling in my lower abdomen. Grinding against wetness I started to clam myself around her, pushing myself harder, grinding more furious against her. Aching to come again and willing to share it with the beauty on top of me, I screamed for an orgasm.
She allowed me to come, though it was obvious she wasn't near her release. I wasn't aware of it at the moment, I was just too busy with the intense flow of heat raging through my body, pushing out an orgasm that almost hurt my body. Every muscle tensed and felt like a part of the climax. Pushing further the end.
Again I came, grunting indefinable but with great relieve I slammed my body in the mass of water riding me, the tension flexing
my muscles made me almost bite her tongue, still showing her agility in my mouth. But she kept grinding.
She talked in my head, she talked in my body, her words relighting the fire of a coming orgasm in my pussy. The goddess didn't let me down, she shoved me up my soaked bed in a open position and after grinding me she lifted herself. She seemed to flow in the air, shortly loosing logical proportions and moved herself down to my belly.
The agile tongue really did some work around my bellybutton while my slender body moved in arousal. I lifted my hips in a slow rhythm in sync with my sighs and giggles.
Her lips kissed down from my abdomen to where my hair started. Then a soft kiss on my outer labia, crushing my feelings to a warm, pink pulp of love and orgasms.
She whirled her tongue ones over my clit, slit a finger inside me and while it hooked itself on my right spot her tongue went on stroking my sensitivity.
She was rough inside my pussy, much rougher than when fingering me in the tub. I liked it. It made me come so hard! Together with a suck on my clit I contracted my muscles tightening around her finger and leaked a little of my partners fluids. I did not stop cumming though, she kept moving and pounding, sliding extra fingers in every time I came, making me come faster and faster, her tongue and lips like a whirlpool on my pussy...
Something exploded behind my eyes, I did not faint, for I felt her let go of me, leaving me with one last euphoric orgasm. I dumbly smiled while again black blobs blurred my vision.
A complete, calm feeling poured into me with the void.
Floating in a watery emptiness with no objects to identify me with.
Am I dead?
"Of course not, sweet one."
I suddenly fell, through the void, but with my face pointed to the opposite direction of me falling I couldn't see where I was going. Still not in any form of panic, just peace, I enjoyed the wind and the game of the elemental pleasuring me.