Archive-name: SpecMome/sexscen2.txt
Archive-author: Pamela Lynn Kornreich
Archive-title: Sexy Scenario #2


You are sitting in a dark room, and the only light is that
from the window, and the full moon outside.
You go to the window and look out.  I am there and standing
behind you.  My arms around your waist.  Waiting..

You turn towards me and look into my eyes with a deep
passion. The kiss that follows is one of a deep longing,
and satisfaction.  My lips are moist and ready to receive
yours. You pull me closer and I can feel your body against
mine. We fall to the floor slowly, and begin...

Your arms are around me in a protective manner, I am all
yours, and it seems so right.  Your kisses trail from my lips
around to my earlobe and I feel a slight shiver.. My
hesitancy lets you know  that there is a definite response.
And you can't wait to find out what it will be!  You roll
on top and look down at me, questioning, but knowing.
I respond with a kiss... one that leads from your lips,
down your neck, and ends on your shoulder.  They are wet
kisses and my breath feels cool in comparison to  your
warmth.  It is your turn to shiver.

The light seems to be fading in as the moon travels in its
circle, but our eyes have adjusted to the dimness.  I can
see your expression, and it is good, it is caring, it is
full of love.  I look at you and think to myself, "yes,
this is right, this is good".  I hope my expression
reflects my feeling to you and I  smother you with kisses
to enforce that fact.  Your reply is quite similar, and
I, in turn, receive warm kisses from you.

The warmth we are creating provide the perfect prompt to
remove your nightshirt, which you seem to agree to heartily.
And I, in turn, remove mine.  Now we can feel each others
warmth without the obstacles of clothing, and I find your
bare skin against mine quite arousing.  I can feel your
heart beat, and it seems to be a little quick.. however,
mine doesn't seem to be any slower.

I allow myself the pleasure of running my hands down your
back, and over your body.  You feel so warm and good to me
that I find it hard to control myself.  I know that you
are mine for the taking and I can have you.. always, if
I want you.. Which I do.

I pull a switch, and roll on top of you, and kiss your
chest. I let my breasts fall on you so you can feel me,
my warmth, and my passion.  

I let my hands control me and I let the wander where they
want to go.  They slide down your sides and rest on your
hips.  I pull your hips closer to mine and press my
complete self against you.. You can feel the pressure
building and pull me close also.  I let my legs
intertwine with yours and that provides the ultimate
in closeness, for now, that is.

I slide my hands from your hips to your inner thighs.
You lay still for a moment, then respond with another
shower of kisses, this time extending from my lips to
my ears to my breasts.  Now it is my turn to lie still
for a moment.

You let your hands wander where they want.  They take
my breasts and caress with the lightest touch ever thought
possible.  You kiss my breast with your wet lips and
your breath makes my nipples hard.  You bury your face
in my chest and look up into my eyes to see how I like
it.. I do... believe me I do.

Your lips wander down my tummy, while your hands travel
to other regions.  Your hands patrol my waist, then
my legs and thighs.  On the trip back up, they stop
at my waistline to slide into my underwear, in an
effort to remove the only remaining obstacle..
I return the favor by helping you remove yours.
And I press myself against you, to feel your complete
self against me.  And the heat!

You roll back on top of me because you feel you want to
take charge.  You want me and you want me to know it.
I want you and I want you to know it.  But not just yet...
I take over, and force you back on your back.. I want to
make *sure* that you want me too.  And besides I like to
see you exercise a little self control.

I slide down your body and let my breasts fall on you,
just a light touch, not actual pressure.  I am now at your
waist and I let my hands do what they have been longing to
do.. and I kiss you everywhere, and you smile so I know
it is good for you too.

I slide back up and allow you to take charge now, and
willingly, I might add. You roll on top of me and take
us both to better places.

The heat has risen to a maximum.  You enter me with a force,
and yet, a gentle insertion.  You are hard with passion, and
you thrust inwards.  I catch my breath, and you can hear my
hard breathing.. My  breathing has exctited you.
As you hear me moan softly, you become uncontroled.. and 
uninhibited.. You leave me, only for a second, just to hear
my sigh again as you re-enter for a second time.. and
again, and again.. It seems that the friction is making 
you become almost too excited.. Upon one last re-entry, and
my moan (which is a bit louder by now), you feel as though you
can't take any more waiting.. it is now or NOW!... :-)
This is excitement!.. As our blood pressure
rises, a steady rhythm is reached. One which both of us seem
at ease with.  You stretch you hands upward looking for 
more leverage.. you want more pressure.. you want me.
There is no longer any control.  We enjoy each other's fullest
potential, and you surge into me with all your masculine enery.
You are spent.. and I am content.

Afterwards, I curl up in the crook of your left shoulder
and kiss you.  I know we are both content and happy..
As it should be.. always.
And sleep comes welcome and I fall off while resting
on your shoulder....
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