Everyone in this story is at least eighteen years old. If it sounds like a real story that you know, it's just coincidence.
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This is a story I wrote many years ago (with revisions done recently), and the only one I've ever really attempted to write. Perhaps it will ignite a flame in the pleasure centers of some people who read it.
also...
This story is (sort of) intended for moderate to fast readers of English. It is paced so that for these people, the events in the story happen as close to the time it takes to read them as possible, which is not always the case in erotic literature. Because orgasm is an art painted on the canvas of time, to rush it or abbreviate it in any way would be to destroy its power and exquisite beauty.
----- First Sunrise -----
Serenity. That was her name. She stared out the window with her dark jade eyes, taking in the dimly lit view of the forest that surrounded the small pond. Various mountains jutted out of the horizon against the vast backlit sky. Dawn had just come, the sun would soon follow suit. Serenity opened the window and the warm misty air of dawn gently caressed her neck and face. She couldn't see much of the landscape yet, but she could see in her mind the pastoral beauty of her surroundings, as the sweet scent of the forest drifted into the room. This was her parents' summer home, somewhere in New York. She could never tell where it was, and hadn't really gone to the trouble of finding out its real name. Instead, she had come up with her own name for it.
Haven, it was called. She extended her slender neck out of the window and took a deep breath. It smelled so fresh and clean, not like the pollution and noise infested city where she went to school. A slight breeze came blowing in through the window. It felt rather warm, but the sun had just begun to rise so it would be getting warmer still. The mountaintops, the trees, the vast expanse of sky, all started to regain their glorious daylight hues, but very slowly, imperceptible to the human eye.
Walking over to her bed, Serenity started to untie her comfy silk nightgown. It didn't really cover much, but it was exquisitely laced and made her feel beautiful and always aroused, the best of both worlds. Slowly and effortlessly, she let it slide down her marble skin to the floor, revealing her beautiful nude body. Her tummy was flat, and so was her chest, but she didn't mind that too much. Untying the bundle above her head, she gracefully turned her head from side to side, and springy, bright orange hair cascaded down almost to her waist. Like the trees outside, the silky strands awaited the arrival of the sun to reveal their fiery hue.
Serenity turned again and gazed out through the open window once more. She was going to do something she had always imagined herself doing while watching the sunrise here, but never had the chance. Turning away for just a few moments, she silently moved over to her bedroom door and locked it. Moving about naked in the morning air made her slender body tingle a bit. Looking around, she could just make out the mahogany chair that had a matching cushion, neatly sitting under the desk. 'That will do,' she thought. Pulling it to the window, she found that it stood just short of the sill. 'Good.' She smiled to herself.
School had just ended for the summer. The week after that, Serenity found herself busily calling her friends and saying goodbye, and also to finish packing up as fast as humanly possible, which still took the better half of the week even though her parents had helped her to get started months before. Now she was glad that included in her pack were many towels. Pulling a bulky dark-green suitcase from under her bed, she unzipped it open and found her favorite towel. It was large but exquisitely soft, and had a light leaf-green tint. Her favorite color, that matched her deep green eyes. Walking over to the chair, she gently covered the dark red cushion with the towel and let the rest softly float to the wood-planked floor. The descent made the air around her legs swirl slightly, which sent tiny tingles over Serenity's lower body. Eyes now fixed intently on the slowly broadening horizon, she stepped in front of the chair and sat a bit forward, her long soft legs moving gracefully. She was a dancer after all. Comfortably seated, she lifted her legs up and carefully stretched them over the windowsill. Holding onto the back of the chair, she dragged herself closer to the window.
Serenity was almost sitting on the windowsill now. She was afraid to slide out any further because her room was on the second floor. Making herself comfortable, she sank back into the chair. She gracefully brushed her hair and let it cascade gently over the back of the chair. The soft towel caressed her bare bottom and she sighed quietly, her imagination already running wild with anticipation. A single middle finger slowly entered between her lips and slid into her mouth. Soft, almost inaudible squishing sounds emerged from within as she gently licked and sucked on her delicate limb. Easily aroused, the pink folds between her legs began to moisten as Serenity felt her own finger being caressed by a slippery wet tongue. She quietly longed for such a tongue to be sliding within those luscious moistening lips at the apex of her legs. Opening her mouth, the wet finger slid out and circled her left nipple before pressing gently on it.
"mmmmmmmmmmm," she sighed contently, and smiled. The sound was barely audible.
Serenity's nipple was causing her breathing to expand. Her small round breast rose slightly against the coated tip of her finger every time she inhaled. She felt her soft little pink nipple become firmer from the tender caressing it was receiving. On the other side of the window, her bare toes began to curl slightly from the sensation.
Her palm delicately opened, and slowly, gently, it cupped her entire breast. The sensation was electrifying as the soft flesh of her palm barely touched her sensitive globe. Little by little her fingers pressed harder against milky flesh. Little by little, her hand began to gently squeeze, and the heavenly inner folds of her palm gradually gave way to the nipple being pressed against them, enveloping her nipple in an exquisite softness. Her slender body arched forward from the pleasure.
"mmmmmmmmmm."
A second hand floated silently over the dawn breeze and paused just above the matching sensitive area on her right side. Smooth skin gently collided against each other as Serenity lightly tickled her sensitive breast. She slowly pressed that gentle palm against her chest, and it joined her left hand in a most sensuous massage of her bosom.
"ahhhhhhhhh."
As she carefully massaged her breasts, her long, silky legs slowly spread further apart along the windowsill. As they did, the pink lips that were revealed started to blush and part slightly, revealing more wetness within. Leaving her erect nipple in that sensuous dab of saliva, Serenity slid her finger from her sensitive pink teat and teased it down the flat of her tummy, her body arching further in anticipation. The finger created a moist trail wandering downwards, toward that exquisite spot between her thighs. Then the finger moved lower, past the little mound of smooth orange bush, and then, down between her legs. Serenity's eyes never left the window.
She watched as the sky grew imperceptibly brighter. The moist finger now hovered over her lips of passion, which had become a bit more slippery. She felt tingles of excitement rush through her body as dawn blew softly between her legs. Slowly the length of her finger sank into the crevice between her pulsing lips, moistening them exquisitely. She shivered a bit. Her finger curved and the tip began to probe up and down in between her outermost fold.
"hmmmmmmmmmm."
She could feel the wetness of her arousal on her finger. More excited now, she slipped the first digit of her saliva soaked finger into herself. Her muscles gently squeezed it and she inhaled quickly from the pleasure.
"huh... huhhhhhhhh."
Being as tight as she was, one finger was almost a perfect fit. She slowly eased it in, deeper and deeper within her juicy depths. The familiar, beautiful sensations that she had only recently been introduced to started to rise up from between her legs and washed over her body. She closed her eyes. There was a slight squishing noise.
