The Heartbreaker
I relax, as I listen to the pitter-patter of the raindrops being tossed
against my bedroom window. As I lay, in the glow of a single candle,
the shadows from the moonlight dance across my bed. After work, I
came home, I immediately took a bath, and put on my olive slip. I love
the way it feels on me...it just makes me feel so sexy. I decided to
leave my hair down... not expecting anyone, just lazy. After a night
of sitting in front of the fireplace, dreaming of Him, I'm finally ready
for sleep. I really shouldn't have drank so much wine, but as I
reminisced; past fires came to mind, and I needed something to ease
my pain. Now, I'm stuck…remembering. I remember the way He
smells, the slightly musky scent, overlaid with Trussardi cologne.
I remember the way His lips curl up when he smiles. I remember the
way He touches me, when He's talking and wants to make a point;
but most of all I remember the way He loved me. A s my loneliness
settles over me like a cloud, I start to imagine Him here. "Oh Hell,
This is getting me no where. I'll never get to sleep if I keep this up"
I murmur to myself. I close my eyes, forcing myself to sleep. I feel
myself drifting off, and then something startles me awake. As I inhale
deeply.... I feel His presence; even before I see him.... I know He's
there. The oddest part is that I'm not shocked at seeing Him here,
in a way, I feel like I've been waiting for Him. Gazing at your
strong features, I want to engrave them on my mind, so that I can
savor them later. Your smooth caramel skin, is only marred by
a scar over your left eyebrow. You look the same..just as I
remembered you...but your eyes tell me you've been places...and
done things that have changed you. I smile looking at your mustache,
remembering a time when all you had was peach fuzz. The Dimples
and the cleft; are exactly the same... exactly. And of course your
million-dollar smile. "The Heartbreaker" wasn't that my nickname
for you? I have so many questions, but now doesn't seem like the
time for them. You wear your masculinity well, your passions,
your strength, the adventurer with a romantic soul. A true
renaissance man. I come to you, and kiss your lips. A kiss full of
all the longings, the pent-up passion, and the regret that I have inside
of me..for you. I've always loved kissing you. The way you suck my
tongue, my lips, all the while nibbling on me. I suck your bottom lip
into my mouth… biting it. You grab me around the waist, lifting me
off the floor, as your tongue sweetly invades my mouth. Your kisses
get deeper, and I wrap my legs around you. I feed your excitement
as I unzip your pants. I moan as I touch you, having wanted this for
so long. I touch the length of you. Our kisses become more erotic...
I began removing your clothes with a frenzy...as you impale me with
one powerful thrust. My thighs grip you tighter as my arms cling to
your neck. You raise my slip over my head, wanting to see more. As
your hand caresses my breast, stopping to massage my nipples, my moans
get loader. You take my nipple in your mouth, rolling your tongue on
the top and the bottom …everywhere. Sucking me deeper and harder
as you continue to fuck me. I feel the wall on my back, as you grind me
against it. You pound into me, from the tip to the base, giving it all to
me. I cum screaming "It's been so long. Baby don't stop! … Don't
Stop!" "Don't Worry Baby. I won't." As we both cum in throbbing,
pulsating waves, you carry me to the rug in front of the fireplace.
The embers still dance along the bottom, creating an arousing
sensual light. Now that our immediate lust has been satiated, leisurely,
you start to taste my body. Kissing my eyes, my nose, and my lips.
You take my breath away, but I don't want you to stop..ever. Your
hands grab my breast and squeeze them both. You close your mouth
over my nipple ... and pull it in and out, using your teeth to nibble
on me. I feel your hand moving.. lower, you stop to play in the
hairs on my pussy. I start to purr, as you continue lower. Still
touching me with your fingertips, moving from my clit to my ass....
then you slip a finger inside of me, while you continue to suck my
breast. You can feel me cumming. You move lower, wanting to taste
me... wanting my juices in your mouth. As I wait for you to take my
clit into your mouth, you pass it by. You open my lips...devouring it,
with huge ice cream licks. Reaching deep inside of me with your
tongue. Y our fingers start to massage my clit, as you find my
G-spot from inside. I feel your tongue, your fingers all over me.
As I moan and start to squirm, cumming as I move. I touch your
dick. It jumps in my hand. You reach down, taking my hand away,
"Not yet Baby". I put up a small battle; I want to touch you so
bad. As your finger goes deeper…I stop fighting. I just enjoy the
sensations. You move your lips to my clit, licking it softly...placing
small kisses with gentle suction. As I listen to the pleasure that
you are giving me, I reach to tough your face, wanting to assure
myself that you're real. As I reach my peak… I notice your eyes
on me, watching me cum. I'm so excited, it makes it even more
intense. Finally you allow me to touch you. I rub my hand over my
pussy, through the juices. I use those juices to stroke you. I watch
you as I start to work on you. You close your eyes, moaning
and moving your hips. As a single drop escapes, I rub my finger over
the head, and then I put my finger in my mouth. "Baby...you taste
so good". I lean over you, licking you hard. I suck on you, pulling
you deeper into my mouth. You move faster …faster. Before you
cum, I reach around, grabbing your shaft tightly. "You can't cum
yet, I'm not finished". I get up pulling you with me. I lean you against
the arm of the sofa. I climb on top of you, one of my legs are on the
sofa, while the other is on the floor. I slide you inside of me. I start
riding you…harder…and harder. You feel my walls squeezing you
tighter…and tighter. I can feel you throbbing. "You want to give it
to me Baby? Hum? Tell me what you want". "I want to show you
what you've been missing. Give you what you need...what you want".
I feel you lifting your hips, wanting to go deeper inside of me. I lift
off the sofa… only your head connects us. I look into your eyes. I
see you straining to control yourself. I lean over you, kissing you deeply,
while you play with my nipples. I push down on you, taking all of you
inside of me. You hear me catch my breath. You need no other signs…
you know it's your turn. You pick me up, turning me around so that I
am lying on the back of the sofa. You stand behind me. You start to
stroke me, fucking me hard. I start moaning "Oh Baby YES...YES".
I feel you rubbing against my clit...…"you are making me cum. OH Baby!"
As I start to cum, you stop. Pulling yourself out. I start to moan,
squirming, wanting you to finish what you've started. I feel the palm
of your hand, massaging my clit. As you bring me closer to my orgasm,
you start rubbing me harder, forcing me to cum. I turn to see you...
you are stroking him. I love watching you stroke him. You can see the
excitement in my eyes. I reach for you. You shake your head.. "Not
yet Angel, Turn over". I feel you behind me. You grab my ass, spreading
my cheeks. You start rubbing up against me, letting me feel how big
you are. I feel him, under my lips. I'm soo wet...my juices are all over
him. You pull back, putting him inside of me. Working it in and out, ever
so sweetly. You start with slow short strokes, going deeper. You grab
my hips holding me in place, as you thrust harder...deeper ...making me
scream... "OH BABY... OH DAYUM BABY". I can feel you starting to
cum. nice hard pulsating contractions that fill me up. I start to shake,
knowing that I can't hold it. I let go. Pushing back on you. Keeping all
of you deep. I start to overflow. It runs down my legs. Feeling you cum
inside me is one of life's sweetest pleasures...erotic nirvana. As we drift
off to sleep in each other's arms, I feel you kiss my forehead, and hold me
close, and murmur "Always". I wake the next morning…alone. I look
everywhere for you, but there is no sign of you. There is no sign that you
were EVER here. I turn my home upside down, just looking for evidence,
but I find nothing.
So tell me "Was it just a dream?"
02/09/2001