"A Burning Passion" (c)
Copyright 2014 by EroticStorm (c)
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This book is fiction, all names, places or other known materials used for this story, and any likenesses with reality are purely coincidental.
A disclaimer:
The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains explicit sexual material. The intention of this material is for the enjoyment of those aged 18 years and older.
Author's note:
All characters portrayed in this work of fiction, are 18 years of age or older.
Biography:
I have been writing on an intimate and informal level for a few years now. I have found the erotica style of writing, to have an extraordinary effect on the mind and body.
The communication of detailed, descriptive, and arousing words by the written medium is even better than voice and vision imagery.
The mind has more time to absorb the full meaning and feelings intended by the selection of words, with the bonus of feeding the expectation of the reader. I have found it astonishing that a simple idea or fantasy can blossom into a book.
The Prologue: (c)
Andrew is fretting over the loss of Jade, the love of his life. A little more than two months ago, she made a rash decision. Jade had become disillusioned with her job at the regional airline. The main clientele of the airline were miners travelling to and from the coal fields, and she was sick of the pawing hands and crude comments. One of the passengers on the plane groped Jade one Monday afternoon in April. After that incident, she made up her mind to seek employment elsewhere. It was not the first occasion, and management had never taken any action on the issue. Jade applied for a position as a flight attendant with a national airline.
In May, Jade had her interview and gained employment with the carrier. To take up the position she had to leave her lover and move over one thousand miles south of Ashtonville to the state capital. Although Andrew is the most skillful lover, she has experienced in her twenty-six years. When she informed him it wasn't what he was expecting. However, he did accept her decision and her reasoning behind it. She left in early June after giving two weeks' notice to her previous employer. It was a sad time for both of them and they vowed to get together as often as possible.
It's mid-August here in Astonville. Andrew is missing the constant contact he had with the love of his life. At thirty-two he has had his share of women. However, he has yet to find anyone as sexually stimulating as Jade. They can fuck for two or three hours, have a short nap, then get right back into it. He has spent almost a year teaching her the art of intense lovemaking. Jade had been an apt student. Andrew taught Jade to hold back the release of her orgasm during foreplay. Jade knows to wait for a trigger now to set her on the path of an intense climax. He uses a combination of pinching or biting nipples and clitoris to hard finger fucking. He also taught Jade to hold her orgasm back when he fucks her. His ejaculation inside of her is the trigger for her to climax.
Jade is the perfect equal for an alpha-male like Andrew. He loves to dominate his submissive in bed. She has thrived under his coaching and guidance. Her sexual pleasure has grown from having a single orgasm to having multiple, intense, body-draining orgasms now when he fucks her. Their monthly visits won't sustain her sexual cravings for long. Andrew knows his well-trained fuck buddy has a high sex drive. She only gets to have sex with him three days a month now, and this is going to be a letdown for her. Jade has become accustomed to having intense sex sessions with Andrew most nights. It just isn't going to cut it in the long term.
The characters mentioned in this book, Andrew and Jade are the main two participants, and Mike and Sue have minor roles.
Just a little background on the main two characters:
Andrew is the master of a tugboat. He is thirty-two, stands six-foot-three inches and weighs a solid two hundred and five pounds. He is a typical alpha-male with charisma, charm, and a dogged determination to be successful. Other people sense his power and tend to gravitate toward him, whilst women just want to become intimate with him.
Jade's employment is as a flight attendant, and she is a stunner. At twenty-six, she stands five-foot-five inches and weighs one hundred and seven pounds. Even though she is slight in build, her breast size is an ample 38D. She is a very attractive, blond-haired beauty with long, straight hair just past shoulder length.
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"A Burning Passion" (c)
This is where this story picks up on a Tuesday night in mid- August. Their infrequent romantic unions has left them both hungry for more. The loneliness is starting to take its toll on their distant relationship. Andrew is at a loss as to what to do and dreads the thought of Jade seeking solace elsewhere. He is having a drink at his local watering hole before his regular Thursday night game of snooker. In walks Jack, a long-time friend whom he has not seen for quite some time. They have their usual, boisterous greeting.
"How is Jade doing?" Jack asks after a deal of men chatter and joking around.
"Oh! She is okay, I guess!" Andrew answers with a sad expression on his face and a low tone in his voice. This is something that Jack has never seen before in Andrew. This isn't the extremely confident and cocky alpha-male that Jack knows Andrew to be.
"Okay! Spit it out. What's happening between you two," Jack asks now in a softer and more concerned tone for his friend.
"Jack, she has taken a position with a national carrier. We can only ever get together once a month, and that is if everything goes according to plan. You know that I can't possibly give up my job on the tugs. If we have a family it will be my income that we will be relying on."
"Yeah, I get that. So then what's the issue? Is Jade playing around with someone, Andrew?" Jack asks.
"No! Jack, not yet. However, Jack our sporadic meetings are affecting our relationship. I just don't want to lose her. She has a fucking high sex drive and what we are doing at the moment will not keep her faithful for long. No matter what good intentions, she might have. You know how much I care for her. We've been together now for over a year, and these last few months have been hell. She is the best fuck buddy I have ever had or likely to have. We speak most days for hours, even when I am away on the tugboats. I can hear the loneliness in her voice," Andrew says. Then he takes a swallow of his beer while Jack is mulling over what he has told him.
"You know, Jack. It's starting to get me down as well. I'm concerned that we're drifting apart. It's hard to keep the conversation going for hours every day and know that I have made her feel better," Andrew shares. He stops talking, drains his glass, and orders two more beers.
"Okay, buddy, I understand your problem. Sue and I had a similar issue a few years ago when I was working down in the south west corner on the gas drilling rigs. Don't you remember? I worked three weeks on and home for one?"
"Yes, I do Jack. You did that for over a year. How did you two manage your relationship without breaking up?"
"Andrew, if you promise that you will not to laugh or tell any of the guys. I'll tell you!" Jack responds, as he motions toward the members of the teams that are gathering for tonight's competition.
"You know me better than that, Jack! Have I ever spread anything around that you have told me?"
"No! Andrew, you haven't, and I thank you for that. That's what mates do for each other. Well, Sue and I had sex-chats or cybersex as some people call it."
"So you and Sue had cam sex... like watching each other get off or telling her what you want her to do while having a sexual play?"
"Not likely, back then the internet did not have very good cam capacity. The bandwidth was too narrow. We did try phone sex, but in the end, we found out it was better if I just typed a story to her. You know! I told her what I would be doing to her if I was there with her. When she relaxes and absorbs the meaning and feels what I am telling her in the story, it is as if I were there with her. She got off big time."
"Really? So, you typing a story to her was more arousing than talking on the phone?"
"Well, you know those damn telephone lines. They had a lot of static, and it depended on the weather conditions at the time. You tried to talk to me a few times and gave up, remember?"
"Yeah, I do. It did piss me off trying to get a conversation going with you and then have to repeat myself so often."