This is a work of fiction and fantasy written from the viewpoint of the receiver. If you like this piece, please let me know and maybe I'll do another one
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Scenes of a Sexual Nature
The scene is set, the candles are lit, the wine is cooling and the dinner is keeping warm in the oven. All that is missing is him. You busy yourself doing all the things you can think of to take your mind off the burning desire in your loins. It has been over two months since anyone has touched you but you know tonight it all ends. Tonight you feel a woman again.
A noise disturbs you, a car with a familiar note is outside. The seconds tick past, a car door closes. You wait, you look at the clock after an eternity, a whole thirty seconds have passed. You realise your pulse is racing, your nipples are hardening and your panties are getting uncomfortably tight.
Now is the time, this is when you decide that your appetite must be satiated, and its not for the dinner you have lovingly prepared. You rush to the kitchen to turn off the cooker to stop the meat spoiling but on the way out you have a sudden doubt. Do I look ok? Will he be too tired? Will he be alone? WILL HE WANT ME?!!
Its too late, you hear the key in the door, it opens, your view is obscured by the angle of the door. A case is placed down, keys on the hook, an overcoat hung up. You cannot bear it any longer, when will he turn round. And then you see it. In that briefest of glances your fears and aspirations are dashed and realised in that order.
In his eye you see a spark of love, a glint of passion and a whole sun load of lust. Not only does he still love you as if he had never been away, he also wants you as fiercely as you want him.
You throw yourself into his strong manly arms, his lips crushing yours as you open your mouth to his forceful tongue. It invades your mouth and you willingly allow him access. You feel the heat of his body through your flimsy summer dress, you are sure your nipples are burning holes in his shirt.
He picks you up bodily, still locked at the lips and takes you through to the bedroom. At long last your waiting is over, your passion can be released and you know there is nobody who can release it like him.
He lays you down tenderly onto the bed you made especially for tonight, his lips finally breaking contact only to move to your neck. His quick mouth seems to cover your entire neck in tiny micro-kisses which only serve to enhance your lust as it has turned into now.
You feel him unbuttoning your dress down the front, each button undone is followed by his mouth. As he reaches lower your legs seem to raise of their own accord, framing his hair between your thighs. Your dress lies open and no longer covers your long sensuous body, as you look down you see the top of his head between the heaving mounds of your breasts, you can almost see your heart beating. He turns his head and you feel his mouth on your inner thigh. You jump at his touch but spread your legs wider. You know he will find no hair there, you were very particular about that.
He changes sides and kisses and nibbles again on your other thigh. His nose brushes against your most private of areas making you cry out loud. Inside your panties you can feel your hormone shrunken penis leap as is tries in vain to stiffen, begging for the attention of that mouth just inches away.
Slowly he climbs your body, his mouth tracing his route until you feel him undo your front opening bra releasing your breasts to his tender ministrations. First the left and then the right are subjected to his mouth and hands. You feel him divesting himself of his trousers and shorts, and his manhood is against your thigh, hard, hot, willing and all powerful. A finger hooks the crotch of your panties as he draws it to one side allowing your tiny cock a small amount of freedom before being crushed in between you. His head is now buried in your neck, his body tensed and ready, your body trembling with excitement, your legs wrapped around him encouraging him on. He moves forward as his member seeks out your pulsing hole. You adjust yourself, willing him to find his mark, wanting him to pleasure you, desiring him inside you. Finally you feel the pressure increase as your body momentarily resists his advances, but he will not be denied. Slowly but surely the opening he desires relaxes and you feel his hot cock penetrate inch by inch. Every movement now brings pleasure of every sort known to mankind.
He draws out and you resist, an emptyness forms inside you which is almost painful, a loneliness felt in brief sorrow before he pushes once again, harder this time and you once again feel his rock hard member thrust deep into your waiting body. You revel in the sensation of being his release, your lower body seeming to be on fire with a mixture of passion and lust and love.
His strokes become more regular but no less intense, every time he slides into you, a bit more of him enters until you feel you are full to bursting, and yet more is available. Soon however you feel his hips against you, he can go no further without his whole body being inside you, but you realize that you would do it if it kept the sensations coming.
The lovemaking continues in earnest now, his repeated thrusts so strong it almost lifts you off the bed, only his body pressed against you stops you from floating away as he continues to send waves of pleasure throughout your body, for too long now you have dreamed of this moment and you can feel your body start that inexorable cycle to fulfillment. The feelings intensify, building and building, sensations radiate from between your legs probing your form, your breasts move in time to his thrusts, your head lolling back as your lover continues to pound your crotch, his hands roaming feverishly between your tight bum cheeks and your breasts, sweat dripping from both your bodies and you feel the first sensations of your impending climax.
Pressure, so much pressure, is forming between your legs and all you can do is hold on tighter and tighter to your lover as your body builds and is wracked by the release of your blessed orgasm. You buck against him, reveling in the sensations of his cock in you, moving in time to his thrusts and clawing him, urging him to take you. This is why you are here, to please him, to please yourself, to be joined in earth shattering orgasms over and over again.
You hear a scream, a primal sound announcing to the world that it no longer exists, all that matters is the flood of pleasure, lust and sexual release and you realise it came from your own mouth, it was your vocal chords making that noise as you literally cling to him with hands and legs. Your body is no longer your own it moves according to sensation, it bucks and shakes over and over as your orgasm washes over you.
With one final thrust he enters you deeply at the critical moment and you weep with the flood of emotions coursing through your veins. Between your legs your tiny cock manages a small dribble of fluid even though your testes were removed 2 years ago.
Slowly you start to come back to reality, your heaving bosom rising and falling and steadily returning to normal. You risk opening your eyes and you see your beloved holding himself above you, smiling at you. The smile dancing on his lips is mirrored in his eyes. He lowers his head and lovingly kisses you on the lips. This is not a kiss of passion but one of adoration, it says you are beautiful, you are desirable, you are mine.
A slight movement of his loins reminds you that you are still both joined but he has lost none of his hardness, you fail to feel the tell tale wetness of his sperm. Up until now his pleasure has been your pleasure, his excitement was your orgasm.
He slowly raises himself up and you fear he will withdraw his cock from its wonderful hiding place. Instead he lifts your left leg and extricates himself from between your thighs turning you onto your side. You twist your torso to enable you to continue to be able to see him, you want to watch his face as he fucks you, you want to see him in rapture as he enjoys your body.
With slow deliberate movements he once again starts to thrust deeply, the angle of his cock contrary to your body is both different and exciting. You squeeze your muscles in order to increase his sensation and you are met with an appreciative low moan. You know he is only taking his time in order to defer his inevitable orgasm but you are impatient. You want to feel him cum inside you, you want to feel full of his love but most of all you want to see his face as he empties his full ball sack into your waiting body.
You start to move against him, pushing as he pushes, drawing back as his cock slides until just the tip of his monster is inside you and then driving your crotch hard against him. You can feel every microcosm of his nine inch member enter you. You drag his face down so you can kiss. In this kiss you communicate your urgency to him and he understands.
The pace increases, slowly but surely, his cock thrusting in and out of your sensitive hole, driving you on and on. You feel another orgasm approaching, its somewhat distant but you can see it as a ship sees the lighthouse and uses it to guide them. At the same time you try to keep up with his thrusts but instead he pulls a pillow down for you to lie over.
You turn onto your stomach, pressing your breasts into the mattress, with your behind lifted by the pillow. Again his thrusting starts, hard, forceful and with a definite purpose in mind. You know he won't last long like this but neither will you. As you are continuously pounded into the bed your body prepares itself for what is surely another mind blowing orgasm.
His pace increases as time goes by, his voice harsher and his thrusts more forceful. This is no longer two people making love, this is now pure animal passion. This is now two people fucking as hard and as fast as possible, slaves to their bodies and the upcoming finale.
You feel his cock bottom out with every single push. His cock is actually coming fully out of you and back in never missing a beat or his mark. He reaches round you to hold you, pulling you in close with every thrust, you are on fire as once again your body is helpless beneath his onslaught. You do what you can to help, your orgasm is a hairs breadth away, tantalizingly close as his breath grows ragged and urgent. His cock swells filling you further than you thought possible, your hole squeezes tighter still determined to eek out every drop of satisfaction, you buck back against him driving onto him and onward to pure ecstasy. The head of his cock twitches as you feel his last thrust and finally the first spurt of his cum gushing into you, every thrust now has another gush, every gush brings another wave of pleasure, and your body is no longer yours. It is now purely a single huge orgasm throwing it around, tossing you up and up to heaven.
His movements wane but you can still feel his cock twitching in you, he is spent. It is all he can do to not collapse on you totally as you lie there panting, fighting to gather your breath and your wits. He rolls onto his side taking you with him. You can feel his spent manhood softening slowly as you both relax, you in his arms still holding you tight. Eventually he softens to the point of you not being able to hold him anymore and he slips from your used, sore but satisfied body. A rush of fluid escapes but even that has eroticism written all over it.
He reaches over, turns your face to his and kisses you.
"Hi honey, I'm home!"