A Story 2

Late December on the shores of Lake Huron is a dichotomy of sensations. A cold blistery snow and a howling wind, in contrast with the soft warm glow of a fire. She trembled slightly on the soft wool rug in front of the fire as he gently tied the satin ribbons about her ankles, opening her to the firelights and shadows playing across the cabin walls. She had never tried to pleasure him in such a way before but this was what he wanted to try.

She glanced back over her soft shoulder as he gently rubbed the warm fragrant slippery lotion onto her back. A delicious glow developed at the base of her neck and descended slowly down her back. As he rubbed the lotion onto her naked butt, a warm soothing relaxation spread from her smooth breasts down to her delicious center back and through her tight virgin anus. Soon, his tongue and hands played an agonizingly slow race of sensations as he licked, nibbled and massaged the stress from her shoulders, down her back past her sex onto her slims legs. He lingered with his licks below her butt flesh, tracing small concentric circles down her thighs to the soft flesh behind her knees.

She strained slightly at the satin restraints around her ankles as his tongue laved her calves and then gently caressed her right foot. Gently he licked her heel, then the sole of her foot. A sharp intact of breath caught in her throat as he sucked each toe of her right foot while simultaneously caressing her mons with one hand and circled her tight little brown center with the other. Moving his tongue from her right foot to her left, he massaged the slippery lotion first onto and then into her steaming sex. Only the ribbons the color of the night sky stopped her arms from reaching back to hold his turgid organ as his tongue worked up her inside thighs and sucked gently first on one labia then the other.

She ached to take his length fully into her mouth. She wanted to nibble and lick the hardness of him as he nipped slightly around her clitoris. As he stroked his tongue around and around her growing clit, she trembled with the slippery penetration of her anus with his little finger. Slowly he worked his tongue in and down into her vagina, slowly increasing the slippery pleasure, slowly building around the sides of her anus. Agonizing pressure simultaneously began to build as he increased the tonguing pressure on her clitoris and inserted two fingers, slowly, gently penetrating her butt. Stretching, pulling creating a vibrating deep in her being.

As the licks around her clitoris quickened and transformed into an urging suction she strained at the ribbons enveloping her wrists and ankles, anchoring her to he rug. The crescendo slowing building, she felt him pull his treacherous tongue away from her quivering clitoris. Then she felt the soft tender end of his spongy organ press, ever so slightly at her anus. Slowly, slowly she began to push back – ever so slightly as his hot hard penis began a descent into her hot humid bowels. Slowly as she pushed back into him, ever so slightly he began a gentle tugging with his fingers on her sex. As his fingers quickened, urging her nerves and muscles to contract into the beginnings of a spasm, she felt herself open to him and she pushed back a little faster, a little faster as suddenly she felt his balls swing into her thighs, engulfing his full length into her body.

Quickly now then incessant tugging of her husband’s fingers on her clitoris and the pushing of his organ into her butt started a flaming vibration of contractions. Her breaths coming in gulps, whimpers and them a scream escaped her lips as she convulsed deeply in her being as she felt the hard hot lumps of her husbands ejaculation deep within her. Finally, she felt her husbands weight on her back, his organ deep within her. Slowly the glow that began deep within her center spread through out her trembling limbs, quieting the quivering. Her mind dreamy from the glow, she could no longer feel the satin ribbons, only the love of her husband and the love in her heart. ON A COLD WINTER’S NIGHT

Late December on the shores of Lake Huron is a dichotomy of sensations. A cold blistery snow and a howling wind, in contrast with the soft warm glow of a fire. She trembled slightly on the soft wool rug in front of the fire as he gently tied the satin ribbons about her ankles, opening her to the firelights and shadows playing across the cabin walls. She had never tried to pleasure him in such a way before but this was what he wanted to try.

She glanced back over her soft shoulder as he gently rubbed the warm fragrant slippery lotion onto her back. A delicious glow developed at the base of her neck and descended slowly down her back. As he rubbed the lotion onto her naked butt, a warm soothing relaxation spread from her smooth breasts down to her delicious center back and through her tight virgin anus. Soon, his tongue and hands played an agonizingly slow race of sensations as he licked, nibbled and massaged the stress from her shoulders, down her back past her sex onto her slims legs. He lingered with his licks below her butt flesh, tracing small concentric circles down her thighs to the soft flesh behind her knees.

She strained slightly at the satin restraints around her ankles as his tongue laved her calves and then gently caressed her right foot. Gently he licked her heel, then the sole of her foot. A sharp intact of breath caught in her throat as he sucked each toe of her right foot while simultaneously caressing her mons with one hand and circled her tight little brown center with the other. Moving his tongue from her right foot to her left, he massaged the slippery lotion first onto and then into her steaming sex. Only the ribbons the color of the night sky stopped her arms from reaching back to hold his turgid organ as his tongue worked up her inside thighs and sucked gently first on one labia then the other.

She ached to take his length fully into her mouth. She wanted to nibble and lick the hardness of him as he nipped slightly around her clitoris. As he stroked his tongue around and around her growing clit, she trembled with the slippery penetration of her anus with his little finger. Slowly he worked his tongue in and down into her vagina, slowly increasing the slippery pleasure, slowly building around the sides of her anus. Agonizing pressure simultaneously began to build as he increased the tonguing pressure on her clitoris and inserted two fingers, slowly, gently penetrating her butt. Stretching, pulling creating a vibrating deep in her being.

As the licks around her clitoris quickened and transformed into an urging suction she strained at the ribbons enveloping her wrists and ankles, anchoring her to he rug. The crescendo slowing building, she felt him pull his treacherous tongue away from her quivering clitoris. Then she felt the soft tender end of his spongy organ press, ever so slightly at her anus. Slowly, slowly she began to push back – ever so slightly as his hot hard penis began a descent into her hot humid bowels. Slowly as she pushed back into him, ever so slightly he began a gentle tugging with his fingers on her sex. As his fingers quickened, urging her nerves and muscles to contract into the beginnings of a spasm, she felt herself open to him and she pushed back a little faster, a little faster as suddenly she felt his balls swing into her thighs, engulfing his full length into her body.

Quickly now then incessant tugging of her husband’s fingers on her clitoris and the pushing of his organ into her butt started a flaming vibration of contractions. Her breaths coming in gulps, whimpers and them a scream escaped her lips as she convulsed deeply in her being as she felt the hard hot lumps of her husbands ejaculation deep within her. Finally, she felt her husbands weight on her back, his organ deep within her. Slowly the glow that began deep within her center spread through out her trembling limbs, quieting the quivering. Her mind dreamy from the glow, she could no longer feel the satin ribbons, only the love of her husband and the love in her heart.