Archive-name: SpecMome/sexscen1.txt
Archive-author: Pamela Lynn Kornreich
Archive-title: Sexy Scenario #1


It is Friday.. the day of relaxation.  You are sitting
at your terminal.. typing and geeking away.. about
something or other..

I am there.. I am watching you.. and I know you feel my
presence, because you pause every now and then to look up at
me.. and I smile at you.

You are relaxed and happy to be at home.. it is quiet except
for the sounds of our breathing.

I come over to you, and look into your eyes.
I have my arms around you and you seem to have some 
difficulty typing and seeing the screen.. But you don't seem 
to mind much.. 

You can feel my breath on the back of your neck, and you in
turn, face me.  Your green eyes searching for an answer to an
unknown question.. and you know what is good.. and you know
what will happen..

You let your arms slide down my sides, and under my shirt.
Feeling my warmth and my soft skin against your fingertips..
My back is warm and it makes you feel warm also.. We are face
to face and yet our lips are not touching.. the anticipation
is rising and you seem to be wondering what will come next.
I draw nearer to you and slide down the side of your face to
place a single loving kiss on your neck. Then I retreat..
and hope for your response..

You rise up and for a moment I think you are going to leave
me there, but you turn and take my hand as we both stand..
I let my hands wander over your smooth back and down the
front of your chest.. touching, caressing, loving, wanting.
You pull me close for a long kiss, and our tongues do a dance.

Your hands slide over my back and around to my chest.. I am
only wearing my nightshirt, and I am quite vulnerable.. and
you know it.. quite well.. as you let your hands close over
my breasts and you bury your face in my chest, feeling the
warmth, and the passion..

Your excitement is building and I can feel you hard against me.
and my excitement is apparent in my actions.. I have missed
you and my passion has been waiting for a release.. 

I slide my hands down the back of your jeans and let my
fingers tickle you slightly.. at the same time you are
succeeding in you efforts to become closer to me, and my
nightshirt is carefully discarded.

I think to myself that if I am to be here without my shirt
then I should at least do you the courtesy to remove yours,
and I do.

We lower to the floor, and you are immensely preoccupied with
my full breasts that you don't mind my hands at all, and I
begin to stroke your legs, and work my way to your waistline.
Your lips caress me and you kiss my chest and my stomach.

You begin to realize what I am doing and your mind begins to
concentrate.. to enjoy.. to relax..and I roll on top of you
and slide myself down your excited body.... and your jeans
begin to be too restrictive so I remove them.. 

I wet my lips and begin to kiss your chest.  You lie back and
enjoy everything.. yet you don't seem to be able to control
your excitement too well.. and as it becomes apparent of the
direction I am heading, you lie still and begin to
concentrate..

I lick your nipples on your chest, and suck them lightly.. my
breath feels cool and yet not cold.. I leave a trail of
kisses as I go, and I head further down..

I remove your underwear, and let my hands roam over your
naked body.. exploring and caressing.. and my lips never
leave you.. I let my breasts fall on you lightly, and then I
press them against you as your arms fold around me.  

I slide lower still, and begin to kiss and suck you until I
feel you begin to respond, and then relax.. I don't want to
spoil things too early.... 
I lick you and suck again until the critical point is reached 
once again.. and your hand rests on my shoulder to warn me 
that too much is not too good.. but I know that.. 
and I know what I'm doing.. 

I slide back up and your hands begin to work the clothing
that resist you.. and then we are close.. and naked with 
each other. 

You roll on top of me, and let your hands feel my breasts,
first the left and then the right.. each seems to get special
attention from you and you kiss them both as special
friends..

Your hand wanders down and caresses my legs, and I am soft
and clean, and your hand seems welcome..  You are so gentle
to me and I seem to barely notice you caressing me, and yet I
am truly aroused..and wet for you.

You slip your finger inside of me and I feel the true
pleasure surge up from within.. I close around you as if not
to ever let you go, and you begin to move your finger, not as
if to leave me, but rather to give me similar pleasure as I
have given you..

You slide your finger out and back in again, and I can feel
the similarity as if I could make love to you through this
act.

You watch my facial expressions as your finger reenters me once again,
and your own excitement begins to rise again.. and you know
how much you want to be inside of me..
As you see me squirm with pleasure your own pleasure
increases until you feel you cannot take it much longer...
you feel that you have to be inside of me, to feel my warmth
and to feel relaxed.. and at ease.. to be comforted..

You slide up and roll on top of me, but I have beaten you to
this idea and counteract your movement by rolling on top of
you..

I slide myself close to you and position myself for your
entry.. then I push down.. and the pleasure is visually
mutual..and I see in your eyes that you feel good and you
look at me with similar conviction..

You surge into me, with such force, and I can feel your 
wettness combine with mine.  You relax after your release, but
I am not quite done yet.

I ride you with a force. and you become excited and hard once more.
The second release is met with equal thrust, and I colapse,
my energy is spent.


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