The Morning

The Morning The Morning

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

How many times have you sat through a boring meeting at work and let your mind wander? To loose yourself and let go of where you are and what you are doing? Projecting yourself somewhere else, somewhere you would rather be, doing something you would rather be doing. To dream in the day and let your desires take hold.

Summary

How many times have you sat through a boring meeting at work and let your mind wander? To loose yourself and let go of where you are and what you are doing?

Projecting yourself somewhere else, somewhere you would rather be, doing something you would rather be doing.

To dream in the day and let your desires take hold.

Content

Submitted: November 25, 2013

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Sitting through another dull meeting, my mind wandered to the morning before, I can still smell her fragrance and taste the sweetness of her breasts on my lips.

With every inviting sense tingling of the memory I explore her body again in my mind as if I was still there in the moment, touching and caressing her soft delicate bum in my hands and kissing her neck softly as she held me strong, stroking my manhood commandingly.

In the background I can still hear the noise, hustle and bustle of the children playing below our feet, hoping and praying that they do not dwell on absent parties and break task to hunt upon their elders.

As I’m drawn back to the moment, she holds me tightly in her hand and leans forward to kiss me with her wet warming lips, which notably were not the only organ wet with anticipation. I advance my prowess forward in her hand, thrusting onto her with excitement and slowly begin to take sweet solace as I converse between her legs grasping her femininity tightly, my fingers working their way into the moist, warm heavenly place as my lips work away from her mouth and down onto her neck.

As I brush past her breast with my lips I seize the opportunity to taste again suckling on the divine pleasure presented to me as if I was the planet Jupiter standing commandly and displaying prominence amongst the planets and the stars.

Suddenly as if called upon by the gods, I am awakened to the sound of my name calling me to give voice on absent subject long forgotten. I pause for a moment, distraught and upset for being called back to the here and now, then embarrassingly draw long attention of absent subject and mind. My eyes quickly wander the room searching for the words, at a chance I mutter “Yes, I agree”. To my delight the focus shifts towards another and I drift solemly back to the morning.

We move swiftly onto the bed, I lay down, proudly standing to attention, inviting her onto me. She needs no encouragement, her legs dancing over me into position then her femininity seizing moment, taking hilt with hand and slowly mounting cock.

I shout out in pleasure at the rush of senses, exploding in my mind, almost too powerful drawing my spirit out of the physical body and into cosmos, drifting me between the stars, igniting the universe with waves of our love and energy.

I draw myself inward, holding the sensations at bay, noticing my eyes closed I open them and dwell upon beauty and warm inviting smile presently on display.

As I lean forward to kiss her I work my hand round behind her, travelling over her bum, searching for the source of our pleasure. Upon arrival I feel the hilt of my manhood as I slip past the thrusting of cock, my fingers parting like two rapid rivers converging upon the vast ocean.

I grasp moment and momentum working fingers in tandem stroking luscious moist land, grazing upon wet plain as if an Indian on hunting ground seeking merit and reward for sweet lover.

My senses alert me to increasing rhythm, and louder panting of breath. I seize the moment, working stronger and faster my fingers and hand enwind together as if writing melody and verse of a sonnet.

I know it won’t be long now till the final moment of climax, the ending of the beginning, the beginning of the end. I see reward moving closer as our beating hearts increase, our rhythm intensifying I draw my other hand onto her bum and my mouth to her breast, searching all the avenues to bring final moment closer and build upon explosion.

Then it comes, immense screams of pleasure building, louder and louder, faster and faster, stronger and stronger. I feel her grip me tightly between her legs and her fingers into my back. A Corus of symphony rings out in the room, lifting her into the heavens as her spirit blasts through the stars. She has made it, we have made it together, filling my heart with reward and satisfaction and pure love.

As we slow and our heads touch one another, faint cries of younglings in bitter dispute and displeasure echo from below, signalling to us both, the end of the moment, for now as least. As we press upon subject disharmony running swiftly to the children to calm their words and reassure their minds that their parents are back fully focused on serving their needs, at least till the next time our gazes meet, a thousand words said between stares without muttering a word.

As my eyes focus back upon the here and now, the meeting draws to a close. I check the time, not long before I depart for swift stead to guide me home, for her to fall into my arms and for my dream to become reality again.

Sitting through another dull meeting, my mind wandered to the morning before, I can still smell her fragrance and taste the sweetness of her breasts on my lips.

With every inviting sense tingling of the memory I explore her body again in my mind as if I was still there in the moment, touching and caressing her soft delicate bum in my hands and kissing her neck softly as she held me strong, stroking my manhood commandingly.

In the background I can still hear the noise, hustle and bustle of the children playing below our feet, hoping and praying that they do not dwell on absent parties and break task to hunt upon their elders.

As I’m drawn back to the moment, she holds me tightly in her hand and leans forward to kiss me with her wet warming lips, which notably were not the only organ wet with anticipation. I advance my prowess forward in her hand, thrusting onto her with excitement and slowly begin to take sweet solace as I converse between her legs grasping her femininity tightly, my fingers working their way into the moist, warm heavenly place as my lips work away from her mouth and down onto her neck.

As I brush past her breast with my lips I seize the opportunity to taste again suckling on the divine pleasure presented to me as if I was the planet Jupiter standing commandly and displaying prominence amongst the planets and the stars.

Suddenly as if called upon by the gods, I am awakened to the sound of my name calling me to give voice on absent subject long forgotten. I pause for a moment, distraught and upset for being called back to the here and now, then embarrassingly draw long attention of absent subject and mind. My eyes quickly wander the room searching for the words, at a chance I mutter “Yes, I agree”. To my delight the focus shifts towards another and I drift solemly back to the morning.

We move swiftly onto the bed, I lay down, proudly standing to attention, inviting her onto me. She needs no encouragement, her legs dancing over me into position then her femininity seizing moment, taking hilt with hand and slowly mounting cock.

I shout out in pleasure at the rush of senses, exploding in my mind, almost too powerful drawing my spirit out of the physical body and into cosmos, drifting me between the stars, igniting the universe with waves of our love and energy.

I draw myself inward, holding the sensations at bay, noticing my eyes closed I open them and dwell upon beauty and warm inviting smile presently on display.

As I lean forward to kiss her I work my hand round behind her, travelling over her bum, searching for the source of our pleasure. Upon arrival I feel the hilt of my manhood as I slip past the thrusting of cock, my fingers parting like two rapid rivers converging upon the vast ocean.

I grasp moment and momentum working fingers in tandem stroking luscious moist land, grazing upon wet plain as if an Indian on hunting ground seeking merit and reward for sweet lover.

My senses alert me to increasing rhythm, and louder panting of breath. I seize the moment, working stronger and faster my fingers and hand enwind together as if writing melody and verse of a sonnet.

I know it won’t be long now till the final moment of climax, the ending of the beginning, the beginning of the end. I see reward moving closer as our beating hearts increase, our rhythm intensifying I draw my other hand onto her bum and my mouth to her breast, searching all the avenues to bring final moment closer and build upon explosion.

Then it comes, immense screams of pleasure building, louder and louder, faster and faster, stronger and stronger. I feel her grip me tightly between her legs and her fingers into my back. A Corus of symphony rings out in the room, lifting her into the heavens as her spirit blasts through the stars. She has made it, we have made it together, filling my heart with reward and satisfaction and pure love.

As we slow and our heads touch one another, faint cries of younglings in bitter dispute and displeasure echo from below, signalling to us both, the end of the moment, for now as least. As we press upon subject disharmony running swiftly to the children to calm their words and reassure their minds that their parents are back fully focused on serving their needs, at least till the next time our gazes meet, a thousand words said between stares without muttering a word.

As my eyes focus back upon the here and now, the meeting draws to a close. I check the time, not long before I depart for swift stead to guide me home, for her to fall into my arms and for my dream to become reality again.


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