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I'm trying a short one on for size.
The last thing I remembered from the night before was reading a forgettable trashy novel.
The first thing I discovered when I woke up was that the book that had fallen open on my chest when I fell asleep was being removed, and lips were on my left nipple.
The last thing I remembered from the night before was reading a forgettable trashy novel.
The first thing I discovered when I woke up was that the book that had fallen open on my chest when I fell asleep was being removed, and lips were on my left nipple.
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spyro1123 said:...The lips gently kissed my nipple to harness sucking it up and down, then flicking the tongue flicking back and forth across it. The kisses progressed up my neck to my waiting mouth.
just continuing the idea
I thought at first I was dreaming, since I wasn't fully awake yet, but when his lips met mine, I woke completely. My mouth was enveloped in the warmness of the kiss, and when I opened my mouth for him, I was treated by a slow, sensual kiss that mimicked the treatment my nipple had recieved.
My nipple was jealous.
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His hot kisses burned their way down my neck down the tops of my breasts finally closing on my left nipple teasing it with his teeth while his hands scooped me up makeing me feel warm safe and loved. I ran my hands up and down the muscles of his back.
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It was my turn to return some of the attention I had been given. After nearly giving me an orgasm through his ministrations of my breasts, I had my opportunity. With my hands still gripping his back, digging slightly into the hollows of his shoulder blades, I pulled him to me and I showered first his chest, moving slowly near each nipple but avoiding them by a hair's breadth. I grinned as I saw him moving under me just to get me closer. I decided to tease him even more by moving up to his neck, then to his earlobes.
"Do you like this?" I asked him, then nibbled his ear.
"Do you like this?" I asked him, then nibbled his ear.
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I used to think of him as a sweet older uncle...
He was making drinks for us, while we were chatting. I wasn't drinking too much, but I wanted to show him my appreciation. I gave him a daughterly hug, but he held on.
"Don't go." This sounded like a growl that reverberated through his chest.
"Go where?" My cheek was pressed against a button on his shirt because of his height.
"Stay right here."
A bit bewildered, I looked up. He didn't talk like this. He was an authority on fixing my PC, on staying calm. He didn't seem calm now.
As I lifted my head, his forefinger pulled my chin up so far I had to go on my tip-toes. His kiss was confident, slow, and insistent. I parted my lips to him, and he explored my mouth, as I explored his. I felt him relax, breathe slowly. Until then, I never guessed he could be nervous. I tried to pull myself up more, putting my arms around his neck to prevent myself from falling; my knees were going weak from his ministrations. The kiss seemed to last for hours; my lips were swollen and red from his beard, and when I looked up at him after the kiss broke, he was smiling in a most un-familial fashion.
He was making drinks for us, while we were chatting. I wasn't drinking too much, but I wanted to show him my appreciation. I gave him a daughterly hug, but he held on.
"Don't go." This sounded like a growl that reverberated through his chest.
"Go where?" My cheek was pressed against a button on his shirt because of his height.
"Stay right here."
A bit bewildered, I looked up. He didn't talk like this. He was an authority on fixing my PC, on staying calm. He didn't seem calm now.
As I lifted my head, his forefinger pulled my chin up so far I had to go on my tip-toes. His kiss was confident, slow, and insistent. I parted my lips to him, and he explored my mouth, as I explored his. I felt him relax, breathe slowly. Until then, I never guessed he could be nervous. I tried to pull myself up more, putting my arms around his neck to prevent myself from falling; my knees were going weak from his ministrations. The kiss seemed to last for hours; my lips were swollen and red from his beard, and when I looked up at him after the kiss broke, he was smiling in a most un-familial fashion.
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this is actually kinda hot...
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TitilateMe said:
That's hot, right there. I'm sweating reading it..!
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"Steve," she said, stopping abruptly. He raised his eyes from the paperwork before him.
"Yes?" he said flatly She cleared her throat, clumsily, and opened her mouth to speak. Silence came out. "Julia, are you alright?" he asked. She closed her eyes and stood up. He was puzzled by her actions, perhaps it was fatigue setting in. He looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was 1:37AM. They had been working on the Westerson account for almost 12 hours straight and he was as tired as she, if not more. She opened her eyes and leaned over the desk, taking him by the nape of his neck and pulling him firmly. Their lips met, her eyes closed, his mind afloat in a sea of confusion. He soon realized he was holding her as tightly as she was holding him. Westerson was nowhere to be found between them. Reality returned as he pulled his head back and pushed her to arm's length.
"Steve, I..." she stumbled over her words, "I've wanted to do that since we started this project." Her words hung in the air like smoke from a freshly extinguished candle. Steve was dumbstruck. A war raged on in his mind, between desire and sensibility.
"Julia, I dont...but we...your husband..." dozens of sentences formed in his head but his mouth could only peak one at a time. Sensibility was losing. He swept the desk clear and pulled her over it into his arms. He kissed her, hard, with a passion he never knew existed within him. Tongues ground together as if engaged in a battle for space. Hands groped and clawed away at the stuffy business attire. Minds emptied of any consideration for their actions. God, how he had wanted her from the day she brought the project into his office. Buttons flew from garments, clothing fell to the floor as they gave in to their desires...
"Yes?" he said flatly She cleared her throat, clumsily, and opened her mouth to speak. Silence came out. "Julia, are you alright?" he asked. She closed her eyes and stood up. He was puzzled by her actions, perhaps it was fatigue setting in. He looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was 1:37AM. They had been working on the Westerson account for almost 12 hours straight and he was as tired as she, if not more. She opened her eyes and leaned over the desk, taking him by the nape of his neck and pulling him firmly. Their lips met, her eyes closed, his mind afloat in a sea of confusion. He soon realized he was holding her as tightly as she was holding him. Westerson was nowhere to be found between them. Reality returned as he pulled his head back and pushed her to arm's length.
"Steve, I..." she stumbled over her words, "I've wanted to do that since we started this project." Her words hung in the air like smoke from a freshly extinguished candle. Steve was dumbstruck. A war raged on in his mind, between desire and sensibility.
"Julia, I dont...but we...your husband..." dozens of sentences formed in his head but his mouth could only peak one at a time. Sensibility was losing. He swept the desk clear and pulled her over it into his arms. He kissed her, hard, with a passion he never knew existed within him. Tongues ground together as if engaged in a battle for space. Hands groped and clawed away at the stuffy business attire. Minds emptied of any consideration for their actions. God, how he had wanted her from the day she brought the project into his office. Buttons flew from garments, clothing fell to the floor as they gave in to their desires...
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Kain__Thornn said:
I especially like this part.
Work is overrated. Play is a much better way to spend time.
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TitilateMe said:
I bet we could write some serious naughty bits...
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Kain__Thornn said:
You just wanted to write the phrase "naughty bits."
I wouldn't bet against you. I only wish I had enough time to write!
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He touched her naighty bits with his naughty bits...
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MsBug said:
Me, too!
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spyro1123 said:I think wanting to write the phrase naughty bits is just fine
About the only phrase that seems funnier to me is "dangly bits" which is, I must say, a hoot to write.
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Nice thread here. I love to kiss, as I have read in another thread kissing just doesn't happen near enough as it needs to.
Anyone agree?
Anyone agree?
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just2damshy said:Nice thread here. I love to kiss, as I have read in another thread kissing just doesn't happen near enough as it needs to.
Anyone agree?
I completely agree. Kissing is a very important part of the sensual part of our nature. We are tactile creatures, always wanting to touch and feel things, regardless of what appendage is used.
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Lone_Wanderer said:
ooohhh a man after my own heart. You like to kiss? and to touch?? Could I be sitting on a cloud??
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just2damshy said:
If you were sitting on a cloud, I would get a very LONG ladder to sit with you among the stars. Then, I would kiss you softly to feel my heart shoot across the moon
