If only......

[cgraven]

OOC: Deep crimson blush. That is what I get for being in several threads with devestatetingly beautiful characters with “M” as the 1st initial of their names my deepest apologies. No it is Mattie

IC:

Mattie’s bare leg silken to the touch, exciting beyond belief. So delicate yet firm, the turn of her calve executive, her ankle trim her foot delicate and shapely. She turns her head her eyes demurely down cast so much the young girl of her thirteenth summer and yet so much more.

" I'm not the girl in those pictures anymore, John, I..."

My lips claim Mattie’s in a deep passionate kiss a kiss I have longed for so long to giver her. This time not the phantom kiss of dreams but reality, her lips warm, moist, her mouth sweet and intoxicating her fragrance heady. Slowly our lips part, they cling to each other in desperation of their own till at last they part. I place a single finger on those heavenly lips stilling her protests.

“Nor I the man of those years so long passed.”

My hands reverently remove her remaining stocking and I ease Mattie to a recline on the bed. I fasten her wrists together loosely wit a dark blue silken scarf then stretch her arms over her head and tie them to the iron head board. I take each ankle and loosely bind it to the iron foot board. The midnight blue silk in stark contras to her alabaster skin. Mattie’s copper mane lies wild and free on the pillow.

I pull a sailors pocket knife from my pocket. The light dances along the blade as I open it.

“Mattie your bonds are lose you can pull free any time you wish”

My voice soft and reassuring

“Love do you trust me?”

I sit on the edge of the bed and wait her answer. Knife in hand.

 

[Coral~flame]

He breaks the kiss and whispers

" Nor I the man from those years long past"

Her head still swimming at his kiss, he removes her other stocking, just as sensuously as the first. Easing her down onto the bed, her heart pounds, feeling the caress of the scarf on her wrists. He gently pulls her arms up, raising her breasts, making then curve into the material. Deliciously scratching her nipples, making them even more erect.

Experiencing an odd mixture of fear at not knowing what he will expect of her. As well as the same emotions of so long ago, wanting him then and now, understanding, how much she had been craving this moment with him, secretly fantasizing.

Her eyes move back to the portrait of herself, fingers massaging her clitoris. She moans softly as he parts her legs and ties each one to the foot board, stretching her skirt tightly over her thighs. Her chest rises and falls as her breathing comes unevenly. her full ruby lips quiver a bit, her eyes widen as she sees the glint of the knife. Willing herself to be calm, reminding herself silently that she wants this.... him.

The look in his eyes pleading with her to trust, he tells her.

"Mattie, your bounds are loose and you can pull free anytime you wish"

His voice soft, reassuring

"Love, do you trust me?"

He cheeks burn with that question, his weight against her hip, beside her, he patiently waits for her answer.Eyes sweeping over her, arranged so perfectly on the pillow, a curl finds its way to the hollow of her throat, dancing with her pulse. Her mouth gone dry, nervous, nodding her head silently, then whispering

"yes"

Parting her lips, running her tongue to the corners, swallowing, she finds her voice.

" John, I've always envied those models, their time here with you.. "

Her eyes shine brightly with her passion and fears, giving him a soft smile

" I want to know that side of you"

 

[cgraven]

Mattie blushes, her cheeks crimson at my question. Her breast strain against the white silk of her blouse, they rise & fall with her ragged uneven breathing. Mattie nods her head and softly whispers “yes”.

The light glints off the knife blade, Mattie’s tongue moistens her parched lips and plays at the corners of her full sweet lips her eyes seem to stray to the painting of her pleasuring herself.

" John, I've always envied those models, their time here with you.. "

My eyes gaze deeply into hers, fear, passion, anticipation all mixed in heady passion, ad desire.

" I want to know that side of you"

A chase kiss, I caress the back of her cheek with my hand. The flat of the blade lies along her cheek now trails down her long slender neck to the hollow where a stray curl of her wild copper mane daces on her throbbing pulse, down across her nipples and abdomen to rest on her firm, supple leg.

The razor sharp edge now up bites in to the tightly stretched gray skirt, the material parts like soft butter the rent climbing rapidly till at last the waist band is severed, and it falls in lose, useless drapes up on the bed. I cut each button from Mattie’s blouse, it lies open held in position only by her taunt nipples. A flick of the blade and it lies open Mattie’s breasts straining at her lacey bra. Two more flicks and the straps are severed, the narrow strip joining the cups severed and she is naked to the waist.

My lips bend to hers our lips meet, my tongue slides across her full bottom lip, then between he parted lips grazing the top, of her teeth. My tongue demands entry to her mouth and her sweet taste is my reward.

 

[Coral~flame]

She wanted more then just his quick, reassuring kiss. Whimpers slightly as his attention turns to her clothing. She wriggles on the bed, quickly quieting her body as she feels the cold blade against her cheek and moving down her body. She struggles desparately with herself not to shiver as he moves the knife to her thigh.

Her breasts rise, holding her breath as she feels the knife sinking into the thin material. Hearing the harsh tearing sound as he cuts it away. Her smooth, finely muscled legs, once straining against the material, now open wider, having a little more freedom. She leaves them open, spread, the dampness of her, visible through the delicate fabric of her panties. She turns her head into her arm, blushing, knowing he will see, the effect all this is having. So quickly, too quickly.

She almost winces as she feels each button of her shirt popping off, to land, somewhere in the cottage among the many pictures. Opening her shirt her nipples taut, sticking straight up almost drilling through her bra, a sweet torture. He carefully and expertly weilds his knife, freeing her breasts from one of her confines even while she is held by the scarves.

Her heart pounds wildly in her ears as he watches her breats spill free of her bra. Her nipples graze the rougher fabric of his shirt as he bends. tasting her lips, she tries to hold him, wanting to caress his cheeks with her fingers. Forgetting herself as her hands strain against the scarves, teasing her as well as holding her. She feels his tongue explore her mouth and parting her lips, hungrily she returns his kiss.

 

[cgraven]

Mattie is transfixed by the slow sensual act of cutting her clothes from her. It is a ritual freeing of her from her every day life her body arches to me, her velvets thighs part opening welcoming me. Mattie’s breasts now free stand proud her nipples erect our kiss deep and passionate. She strains at her bounds then relaxes as that kiss tells her of my pent up long for her. Then slowly, reluctantly our lip’s part, the sweetness of her mouth lingers on my tongue.

Light feathery kisses caress the line of her jaw, slowly trial down Mattie’s swan like neck to nuzzle in the hollow of it. Their downward journey continues tracing the contours of her breast then to claim one taunt nipple.

To suckle it, tease it, bring it to life as I roll it along the pallet of my mouth. Then I claim the other driving Mattie closer to the edge of the abyss, ever closer to a wild unbridled pleasure. They travel lower worshiping and teasing, pleasing Mattie’s arching supple form; I slowly ream her naval, nip at the hollow where her hip and thigh join to her upper thigh. Two quick flicks and here panties part revealing her firry down. I nuzzle that silken down, raise my head, smile, and then lick my lips as my head slowly lowers to the paradise that is Mattie.

 

[Coral~flame]

She pants, breathless, as he pulls away again. Wanting to hold him to her breast. Wishing she could run her fingers through his faded auburn hair. Only able to feel, what he lets her, the brush of his shirt, his fingers grazing her gently, his lips hungry against hers. It was maddening to her, being unable to touch him, tear at his clothing. Her desires, intense, painful even. This slow torturing, teasing, driving her to a shameless writhing on the cot.

She feels his lips brushing, nuzzling her skin, finding the hollow of her neck. Moaning soflty as he presses his warm lips to her pulse. Moving lower, his hair caressing her skin as he goes.

Mattie watches through half closed lids as he traces her breast with his finger tips. Feeling her skin tighten, her nipple growing, taunt, like a fat little raspberry floating in cream. His mouth closes over one, then the other as she arches, wriggling on the bed. Her eyes wide as her cries fill the room.

"Ooohhhh! John, pplease"

Her face hot as he pulls away, she bites her lip to keep from begging him to continue. Not wanting to break his exploration of her body. He moves lower still, teasing her navel, making her smile and squirm with her cravings, trying to resist the ticklish sensations he is producing.

She freezing, feeling the blade once again, on her skin, easily ripping at her panties. The thin material slides between her legs, brushing her inner thighs and she shivers as she looks down at him, seeing the lustful look in his eyes and the curve of his lip as he moves closer nuzzling her red curls. Mattie knows that he can feel her dampness, see the moisture, like syrup, seeping down her slit. She spreads herself wider, feeling his breath so close, making her body tingle. She groans, trying not to push her hips up into his face.

His fingers stroke her slit, tracing the moisture. He opens her slightly, teasing her pink and fleshy lips. In no hurry to stop her delicious misery.

 

[cgraven]

Mattie’s body responds to my every touch, caress, her moans of pleasure fill the room her impassioned pleading thrills me.

"Ooohhhh! John, pplease"

Naked exposed as Mattie strains at her bond held captive more by her desire then the thin lose silk bindings. She bites her lower lip as I nuzzles the fine copper fleece of her smooth mound., My fingers spread the moist puffy folds of her labia glistening with her desire. A wicked smile as I look deeply into Mattie’s eyes and my head dips, my tongue reaches out and I catch the sweet dew drops on her nectar .

Slowly I run my tongue up that heavenly slit the tip at the end flicking at her clit hiding, in its hooded shelter. Again my tongue runs the silken folds to linger and tease Mattie. Lapping greedily, I feast on her nectar, draw her clit between my lips, lash it with my tongue, and nip at it as it slides across my teeth .

I inhale deeply drawing a cool stream of air across its feverous surface. I draw Mattie ever closer to orgasm, to the bliss I so desire to give her.

 

[Coral~flame]

Mattie holds her breath, John's eyes scan her body. He sees the girl she was, but her body fuller, breasts heavy, hips fuller, everything smoother softer less angled, more womanly. He dips his head again, breathing in her scent. She feels his warm mouth teasing, nuzzling her as she arches, moaning deeply.


Feeling his fingers spreading her, she looks down seeing his wicked smile. the little shocks of delight his fingers give, still not preparing her for his tongue.

Softly, gently he licks her slit, running down the length. He gives her no time to relax capturing her clit, lapping with his corse tongue, then back down. Her craving build, making her work her hips, head thrashing wildly on the pillow feeling his lips sucking, tugging her clit. Her moans ripped from her throat.

"Ooohhhh! Yessssss!! John!"

The moisture seeping down her seam, oozing like syrup. She twists and moans as his tongue lashes her, fingers spreading her slick pink lips wider, allowing him deeper penetration, his tongue burrowing never too deeply, making her body twitch and writhe, teasing her.

Feeling a new sensation as the cold air brushes her slick lips, then warmth again. squeals of pleasure errupting from her lips, hungrily chasing her orgasm. Her words almost a hiss as her senses swim.

"Ohhhh yessss, pleasssee"

Her eyebrows knit together, fierce in her final moments. A low gutteral groan escapes her as she presses herself into his open mouth. Gasping as her orgasm rocked her, blissfull spasms racking her body. her breasts shaking as he continues lapping her juices. A look of unutterable pleasure lighting her face.

 

[cgraven]

Slowly one moment light teasing with my mouth, the next a furious tongue lashing of Mattie’s syrup sweet pink lips, each heavenly drop of sweet nectar caught, savored, and consumed. Her breathing ragged, labored in her passion, Mattie’s head thrashes from side to side her voice a husky, plea;

"Ooohhhh! Yessssss!! John!"

No not a plea, a prayer, a demand, for a road not taken in our past. Yes she was a beautiful child, I was captivated by, but the woman so much more, fuller, and more desirable, a fantasy come true, Yes more desirable than the long ago appeal of forbidden fruit.

Mattie arches her hips to my seeking mouth as she is engulfed by her orgasm, her body twitches, and strains then is still as her climax subsides. My mouth laps up thee length of her syrup sweet slip my teeth nibble at her copper fleece, then to her throbbing clit erect, no longer hidden shyly in its protective hood.

A finger slips into Mattie’s tight vagina searching, probing till it finds that rough patch along the silken smooth walls. Then I coax her g-spot to life and build the new pleasure on her subsiding climax to bring her to the heights of ecstasy as my mouth teases her clit and my other hand rolls her taunt nipple under my thumb.

 

[Coral~flame]

The smell of sex and old paint fills the room.

Mattie's mind screams as his fingers enter her, filling her,her pussy still contracting. Her clit trhobbing as his warm mouth closes over it. Just as the first orgasm subsides she feels an itching inside, his fingers stretching her, hitting her g-spot, sending new waves, crashing through her body.

Sharp twinges grasp her, making her twist and moan. Her body tight as a bow, the first orgasm doing nothing to sooth the heat between her legs. His fingers pluck her hard little peaks, wringing new cries from her lips.

His facial hair prickling her sex, rubbing against her clit, causing her to lift her hips, pushing herself, as much as she can, onto his tongue. Her fingers clenching and unclenching, the soft fabric on the cot, she strains, pushing herself down on his fingers, her juices dripping over his hand.

Her mind silently moaning... Yess, her John, his hands, his mouth, filling her, stroking her, taking her. Aloud, just an indescript hiss of breath. Panting, her head tossing on the pillow.

 

[cgraven]

Mattie moans, her breathing ragged, husky, her hands clenching at the sheets on the cot.

Her head rolling side to side, her body arching to me. Mattie is lost in her Passion.

Yet never struggles to the point that she frees herself from her lose bonds. They are more a symbol of her submission than a true physical restraint.

Slowly I mount her ther years of waiting coming to an end. The tip of my manhood that velvet helmet slowly parts Mattie’s coral pink puffy Labia to nudge her clit. I hold there. My lips claim each nipple suckling, nipping tormenting them with a thousand sensations. Light feathery kisses work slowly up her neck till at last I claim her sweet lips. My tongue enters her mouth, sliding across her teeth. I edge a little deeper into her moist sweet wanting vagina.

 

[Coral~flame]

Mattie whimpers as John momentarily pulls away from her, ending the delicious treatment he had been giving. Quickly Mattie realizes his intentions and arches to meet him.

John positions himself, rubbing along her slit, then pressing the soft cushion of his velvety tip against her aching clit. Mattie moans, her feet pulling at the loose scarves holding her feet. She, desperately needing to feel him inside her. His kisses flaming her more than she had thought possible. His lips over her body, sucking and tugging her nipples, driving her body to an uncontrollable writhing under him.

She parts her lips as his mouth find hers. His tongue enters her mouth just as his begins to ease his manhood into her slick entrance. His pushes just inside stretching her, resting there, feeling her muscled opening throb around his tip. Savoring that first exquisite moment before her body envelops him.

Mattie, unable to be still any longer, pulls her feet free of their bounds, the silk of the scraves caressing her ankle. Shivering, her body alive with the sensations flowing through her, John feels her every response, amplified by their union.

Mattie pulls her legs into herself rubbing the sides of his hips with her calves, coaxing him to move further into her. The scarf around one hand unwinds, freeing her. Raking her nails over his back, gently, urging. Moaning at this new torture, him frozen, just inside her, making her more aware of herself and her impending orgasm.

 

[cgraven]

The bonds of the will and self restraint final break as Mattie pulls free her legs, wrapping them around me, the soft velvet sink of her inner thighs kiss my hips. Her hands free rack my back her nails biting into my flesh; her need is great as she titter on the abyss of pure sensual pleasure.

My tongues delve deeper into Mattie’s welcome mouth and I drink of its sweetness. Our tongues dance and caress each others. I arch my back my steely cock almost clear of Mattie’s grasping vagina, her legs restrain me , then suddenly I plunge half way into her my cock rasping across her blood engorged Clit.

Our kiss deepens in to a wild passionate need, I roll and she is a top me my hands cup her sweet face our eyes meet, hold , and search each other’s soul. Mine is laid bare to her my love and need for Mattie exposed and naked..

“I have always loved you Mattie.”

Our lips meet in a savage need..

 

[Coral~flame]

The shock of his thrusts course through her body, as his mouth claims hers, devouring her cries. She feels him rolling her, keeping himself buried deep inside her as he does. She feels him sink deeper still as she finds herself straddling him.

Her eyes widen in surprise at his movements. Looking down at him, she sees the raw emotion in his eyes. She sees everything in that moment, as he bares is soul. His hunger, his love, the promises held there. She knows even before he speaks, that she is loved, adored.

" I have always loved you, Mattie"

Her heart swells with love for this man, Knowing all the things she had felt as a girl were more than a silly crush. She knew then, that they were meant for this moment, somehow.

Shaking with her emotion, whispering,

" I love you John, I always have"


A tear rolls from her eye, thinking of all the time, gone, wasted. It took her uncles death for her to find her way back to this man. If only she knew her own feeling then, she could have found him, insisted they meet.

The thought is fleeting as his lips capture hers again, draining the if onlys. Showing her his need. She feels him push under her, rubbing himself against her walls, knowing just what her body craves and where.

Tiny whimpers escape her lips, too long since she had been with anyone. She feels him, rigid, stretching and burrowing into her, Mattie feels his hands caressing her hips, holding them, guiding them in a rhythm.

 

[cgraven]

The single tear that finds it wiending way down the curve of her cheek ther mouths locked in a wild yearning exploration, the sweet heady taste of her mouth. Mattie settling slowly down on the iron core of my manhood warm, moist ripping drawing me ever further into her welcoming sexs.

My knees bent to support Mattie’s back her hands on my chest steadying herself, the light wisp of her silken down tickles, thousand sensations as my love and I unite for the 1st time. Now my hands on her narrow waist I ease her up my manhood just resting in her sweet entrance the tip of that iron rod just brushing her clit then I trust up as Mattie settles down on me slowly at first, the tempo gradually building our dance of love, lust and passion starts. Hands now cupping her breasts, fingers teasing torturing her nipples, our less deepen into wanton passion.

Time standstill there is no yesterday, no tomorrow, just the here and now and our love for each other.

 

[Coral~flame]

Mattie rides him slowly, wanting to show him her love with her body and soul. Leaning down, her copper curls fall in a curtain around him, caressing his cheek.

She watches him, intently, wanting to know his pleasure, fighting to control her own passions, not wanting their bond to be broken so quickly.

Her control is an illusion, he controls their tempo, her every movement guided by him. His hands steady her, working her hips down, burying him deeper into her tight warmth.

Her emotions overwelm her, looking into his eyes, glimpsing the love and raw desire there. His hands move upward, cupping and holding her breasts, tugging her nipples, causing a throbbing through her body. Torturing her, playing her body like a fine instrument, her cries are music to his ears.

 

[cgraven]

Mattie’s moan, sighs and cries of passion drive me on wards I am close to climax, my hands teasing and pleasing her taunt nipples, yet my love has not orgasmed.

I am buried deep in Mattie s tight welcoming warmth I feel her body about me gripping me holding me, delighting me. I feel the velvet kiss of her skin against mine, her downy fleece tickles my belly the muscles of her back smooth and sensual against my supporting thighs.

I still, rising to a sitting position, Mattie’s body cradled between my legs and chest her nipples digging into my chest my lips claim hers in a tender kiss that deepens to wild savage passion. Our lips part, reluctantly, cling to each other till the last possible moment. I am lying there looking up at my love, a hand strays to lightly caress her breasts, and nipples the other works a finger between us to stroke Mattie’s throbbing clit.

Our dance of passion begins a new as I push her ever closer to ecstasy.

 

[Coral~flame]

Mattie's eyes widen as John sits up, his cock forcing its way deeper into her. Face to face he begins to rock her in a seesaw motion, caressing her breasts. He slowly works his way down her body, his warm hands finding her throbbing clit.

He works it rolling it in his fingers, pulling on the skin over it, gently streching it then letting it go. His fingers work lower tracing around her opening. He slides a finger around feeling himself working deeper into her warm, velvety tunnel.

His constant worship consumes her, she is lost.


" Ohhhh my love! My John! How I've wanted this!" She breathes, moaning her arrival

Shuddering, her walls lubricating him further, spasming around him as he pumps into her. Her muscles grip him, her body blushing. Her hips grind into him as she desperately seeks him out, wanting him deeper still. She arches her body, her nipples thrust forward, offering herself to him.

John watches her, Madison, his love, capturing the image in his mind as he forces her writhing body to his will, drawing, feeding on the pleasure of their love.

 

[cgraven]

I feed on the pleasure the deep sensual moans that escapes Mattie’s, lips her body wanton as we enjoy each other’s body, pleasures we so long denied ourselves. There is no holding back now, now worry if I am too old, and she to young, we are both adults. Yet those memories of her supple body, the childish innocents still cling at the edges of my mind. In my minds eye I see the scene of this moment played out and I long to capture it on canvas. Yet the pleasure Mattie brings me drives all else from my mind.

Her body gripping me, holding me massaging my steely cock buried deep with in my love. Her words ring in my ears.

" Ohhhh my love! My John! How I've wanted this!"

Her body spasms as she climaxes in a powerful orgasm. No longer can I resist the joy Mattie brings me and I cum deep with in her womb. Our combined screams of joy echo across the deserted countryside, fill the small work studio. I see Mattie’s body shimmering in the fading afternoon sun, bathed in a fine sheen of sweat. Her hair matted; cling to the side of her face. Her breaching coming in shallow gasps as my arms engulf her holding her spent body to mine. Mattie rest like a child without a care in the world. We fall asleep in each other’s arms, I am buried deep with in Mattie my words of love echoing in her ears as we drift off to sleep.

The first golden rays of morning Wake me, Mattie is curled up by my side. I must paint, the need is overwhelming. Slowly quietly I rise so as not to disturb my love. Soon a the long empty easel holds a blank canvas and I start to paint.