Caressed Part 1

Yes, that's the feeling that she was looking for. He holds her close as they both sleep away the exhaustion and physical toll of the day plus the intimacy and passionate work they decided to give each other. As her head lays against his chest, he dreams of the things that occurred throughout the day. The early morning drama of the job. The mid afternoon break-up with the girlfriend. The tears that flowed as the beautiful lady laying next to him told him everything will be okay, caressing his face and smiling for the both of them. She didn't mention the note left by her now ex-boyfriend telling her of the other woman and the love child they have. She didn't talk about the fact that he emptied out his things from the place that they shared and told her on a piece of paper that he never loved her. Instead, she took on the task of comforting a friend in need. He relaxed to her touch, and they both felt the comforting electricity that ignited at the moment. The kiss that came next was long overdue. The hands that rubbed each other's bodies made them both relax. He caressed her back as he proceeded in removing her clothes. She blushed and helped him undress, leaving an article of clothing leading all the way to his bed.  The night that have been longing from their former significant others they gave to each other. Kissing each body part as it's exposed. He sucked on her breasts and moved down to her pussy, licking and sucking on it with everything he had. She came over and over, but she knew it was just the beginning...

An Unknown Rescue

The brightness of the sun woke us both up out of our sleep. We both were so comfortable. The events of last night were extraordinary. Who knew this would happen? Never in our wildest dreams did we think this would happen. Clothes all over the place. Shoes never making it to the bedroom. As we look each other in the eye, we know it's time to separate. I put on my clothes, remembering how I ended up here. That son-of-a-bitch told me  about her. Hoe he loves her. How he wants her  and not me. I ran from the party. You left your date to check on me. You gave a hug for comfort. We looked at each other, caressing each other's faces. And then it happened. One second, it was just a peck on the lips. Two seconds, it was softer and longer feel. Three seconds, I felt your tongue explore my mouth, and I reciprocated. Five minutes passed. The passion was too much for us to stay. I agreed to follow you home, and we spent the rest of the night learning every inch of each other's bodies, feeling each other out, relaxing each other's minds, forgetting about our own troubles. Our lips became the best of friends and loved the sensation that came from their union. I laid in your arms and drifted into the best sleep. Now, I must leave, for this is not where  I belong, and I can never come back here again. You go to speak, but I stop you. No names, no numbers, no words. Just the memory of a night neither one of us will forget. Strangers we started, strangers we'll end it. The door closes. I start the car. I laugh. I cry. I leave. It started with a kiss...

As It Pours

The raindrops hitting the window fall at a speed that is slow. The light that illuminates the room is only from the television that is no longer being watched but remains to stay on. The ceiling has become the new focal point of her attention as she lays on her back with her hands folded over her chest. She begins to have those thoughts again. The wanting of that warm body laying next to her. The need for someone to come and hold her as the drops start to fall harder. The thunder brings a jump to her spine, but the lightening only increases her intrigue in the world of affection that she has grown to know so little of. The light from the television becomes dark as she places the remote back down on the bed and goes back to her original position. She doesn't want there to be any light on the tears that have started to come down her face. She never knows where these feelings come from, but she can't fight them or prevent them. She can't help but to think about the fact that there are people in the world that are getting the intimate things that she longs for and desires every time the water falls from the sky. Wanting nothing more than to have a pair of hands to trace the skin that engulfs her body, she silently begins to weep. The day has been long. The mental state that she is in every time it rains has never changed. No one knows of the pain that she feels at this moment, and she refuses to let it out as she doesn't feel that it is necessary. Her time will come when that warm body is there every time it pours, giving her at least the comfort that someone is there to hold her if she wants it, to kiss on her if she desires it, and to make love to her like she needs it. Her emotions start to run deep, but she tries to pull herself together as if somebody is watching. The house is quiet, and all she has to comfort her is the sounds of the storm that is gracefully making her way through the sky. Everything starts to spin around her as her eyes begin to burn from the tears that won't cease to exist. She remembers that she is going to be alone for the rest of the night, and that is a feeling and knowledge that she wishes wasn't true but cannot be helped. Her fate at the moment is to sleep away the ill feelings that have taken over her mental well-being, but this is nothing new to her during this weather. The love-hate relationship that she has with the form of precipitation that is coming from the sky cannot be fought. She has tried to figure out how to deal with what she is feeling, but her only solution has not come yet. As she feels her eyes getting heavy, she turns to face the wall and wraps herself in the beautiful covers that are placed on her loosely clothed body. She wipes away the remains of the cry she shares with no one when it pours, but it continues to rain inside and out. Her internal smile has turned into sadness as she closes her eyes and begins to drift into the land of dreams that shows her the things that she longs so deeply for and is not within her reach. Tonight, the romantic world that she enters into serves as nightmares to her, and she rather not even sleep if these are the things that are going to come to her, but she knows that this is something that she can't be avoided. The phone is on silent. The television plays no sound and shows no picture. The room is as dark as her heart feels as loneliness surrounds the room. The rain, as much as she doesn't want it to be, is her only affection for the night as it caresses her mind away from reality and into the dreaded world of her passionate fantasy...

All Nighter Part 2

The feeling that she is getting from him suckling on her breasts is enough to make her cream. He looks her in the face and asks, "What can daddy do for his bitch?" She grins. "Fuck my mouth and come down my throat." She gets up and motions for him to sit in the chair after she stripped him of the rest of his clothes. Getting his dick hard took next to nothing, but she wanted to thoroughly enjoy having temporary control, so she licked and caressed each one of his balls with her tongue, then she held onto his dick as she had him stand up. He entered back inside her mouth and grabbed her head as he slowly but surely gave her every inch of what she wanted. He creates a steady pace, moaning at the great feeling her mouth was giving him. She plays and caresses his balls as she knows he is about to cum. She sucks along with his rhythm, helping him to reach that point. It shoots and slides down her throat, allowing her to swallow every drop. He loves it so much, his dick stays hard as a rock, so she knows it's that time. She puts it on him and sits back on the desk, spreading her legs and saying, "i want it daddy." He grabs her body as she wraps her legs around him. He enters her slowly, taking his time with her so that he doesn't ruin thr moment. She moans and relaxes her body to get that feeling. His pace picks up. Her breathing speeds up. He sucks her titties one by one, not losing his rhythm and feeling her pussy tighten. "Scream baby" is what he says to her as he starts to pound her. Neither one of them hears the music anymore as he pulls out and instructs her to turn around. She bends over the desk and screams, "FUCK ME DADDY!" He obliges as he pulls her hair and rams hard into her pussy. He feels her cum all down his dick and starts to lose control. Moans are coming from the both of them as she continues to cum over and over, making him fuck her harder and harder. He rubs her back and pulls her hair harder as she throws it back. FUCK!! is all he can say as he feels himself about to reach his ultimate high. They continue to meet each other's rhythm, both breathing, harder and harder, getting louder and louder as they knew it's that time. She squirts all down the both of them, and he cums harder than he has ever had before. The calming period starts as he slows down and pulls out. She falls to the floor, and he joins her. They share a laugh as they both realize how silly they might look on the floor. They do a brief clean-up of each other, put back on their clothes, and share an embrace. The kiss between them was even sweeter, and she exited his workplace, making sure that nobody saw her. He smiles to himself as he puts his place back together. Another placed to add to the list...