surprising things

I'm nervous and excited. And slightly terrified. We had an arrangement but I didn't keep my word. My body is trembling in anticipation. You stride across the room and sit down across from me, stealing glances at the opening of my shirt and the soft skin peeking out from beneath it. I wrap my long fingers around the glass in front of me, draining the silvery liquid before attempting to apologise for my mistake. You sit with an unreadable face as I stumble over my words but I notice your eyes haven't left my mouth, watching as my fingertips brush my lips as I suck on the gin soaked cucumber from the glass. You motion to the waiter for two more and you turn back to me, still silent. I blush and find myself unable to sit still under your gaze, the air is suddenly thick with intent and you begin to outline your carefully thought out plan. In hushed tones, you tell me what you want to do in incredible detail, starting with my suggestion of tying me to the bed, teasing my clit with your tongue. How you'll slide your cock into me so slowly I beg you repeatedly to fuck me, hard, but you won't. The punishment for not keeping my word is sex on your terms, at your pace, not mine. You continue with more detail, stopping only when the waiter arrives with drinks. I'm charged and cross my legs, terrified that if I don't the whole restaurant will feel the throbbing heat that seems to be working it's way from my face down to my pussy with every word. You seem incredibly pleased with yourself and I am lost for words. Standing up a little too quickly, I excuse myself and walk out into a small corridor at the back of the restaurant.

Walking towards the bathroom, I hear footsteps following me and as I push open the door to the ladies room, I feel you behind me, hands insistent as you push me forward. You reach behind me and lock the door as you push me against the bench and grind your cock into my arse, tearing at my underwear. Looking in the mirror to watch my face, you shove one hand past the opening of my shirt, pushing aside the lace and pinching my nipple as the other works its way between my legs, pushing them apart until you can feel my wet pussy at your fingertips. I groan as you rub quickly, making me wetter with every stroke. You tell me how bad I am and pull my hair, exposing my neck which you bite into roughly as you push two fingers inside me, making me moan so deeply it shakes the tiny room. You pull your fingers from me and smack me across the arse before putting your hand across my mouth, wet fingers past my lips to silence me. I lick silently, tasting myself on you as you spin me around, tearing open my shirt, buttons skipping across the tiles. Our heavy breathing echoes around the small room and you whimper as I reach down and start to claw at the denim that stands between your hardness and my wetness. I'm desperate to feel you inside me and drag my nails across your back, pulling you towards me as you begin to lose yourself. You suddenly regain control, remembering what you were doing and I am restrained quickly by you pinning my wrists behind my back with one hand. You hike me up onto the sink and fumble at your zipper and I feel you rubbing against my clit and without warning and without hesitation you sink into my wet pussy, until you are buried deep inside me.

I bite into your shoulder as you start to pull out, both of us straining against each other, me to be free and to be fucked and you to control me. Your other hand moves up and over my breasts pinching my nipples then moving higher, resting gently to begin with but as you thrust back into me, your grip tightens around my neck. It's a delicious cycle. The tighter you grip my throat the more I feel my pussy tighten around you, making you harder inside me, making me cum harder, driving you crazy, making you tighten your grip that little bit more... I feel you loosen your hold on my wrists and I try to pull my arms out from behind me. You tighten your grip but continue to slam into me as I explode around you, biting hard into your shoulder. I feel like my arms are going to dislocate from the shoulders as you pull down on my wrists, pushing me forward on to your cock as you push up, your hand dropping from my throat, eyes glistening as you pull my head back, turning it to make me watch in the mirror as you push into me over and over again. I feel myself ready to scream and you feel it, pushing your lips against mine to stop the sound from escaping. You bite down hard on my bottom lip, stifiling your own moan as you cum long and hard inside me. I watch you shiver as you pull out of me, zipping yourself back into your pants and walk out the door, leaving me shaking and shocked, with red hand marks across my throat and burn marks on my wrists.

le premier rêve

We are sitting at my favourite restaurant playing drunkenly with our chopsticks and generally being flirty and dirty when you decide it's time to go for a walk. We excuse ourselves from the table and walk out into the warm spring evening and cross the esplanade to walk towards the beach. I pull out two joints and we find a little secluded spot, sit on the grass and light up the first, chatting in the moonlight. You move and sit behind me so you can run your fingertips across the small of my back and I shiver as you lean in and kiss my shoulder gently, taking the joint from me with your other hand. We smoke in silence for a while as your hand works its way around my back and when we are done I turn and face you, and you smile at me.

You kiss me slowly and it's so good that when we come up for air, I am laying on top of you and can feel your cock digging into my hip. I lift myself up, making sure there is no one close and unzip you and slide my hand into your pants, wrapping my hand around you and pulling up from base to tip. You grab my waist and pull me up so I am straddling you, my skirt covering both of us. Slipping your hand down, you go to push aside my underwear and kind of moan when you find there is nothing there but warm, wet flesh. I undo your pants and pull them back, lowering my mouth onto you as I move down. I lick in circles and swirl my tongue around the head as one hand grazes up and down your shaft and the other plays with your balls, fingertips running like a waterfall from the base of your cock and out over the soft, tight skin.
You are so hard I could bounce quarters off your dick and I get lost and lower myself until your cock is deep in my mouth and I can feel the soft hair at the base tickle my lips. I start to move up and down and can feel you pulsing in the back of my throat and I lift my mouth up and over and back down again, not so far down this time, but this time as I come back up, I suck just hard enough to milk you, so that I can taste you.You pull me up by my waist and grab your cock with one hand, the other one working its way between my legs to slide two finger inside me, making sure I'm wet before you guide me on to you. You lift your hand to my mouth and push them past my lips and I lick your fingers clean as I start to ride up and down. You reach over and grab the second joint, lighting up and breathing in deeply as you feel me sink down, taking all of you inside me and slowly moving my hips in tiny circles, your cock stretching me open.
We smoke and kiss and fuck, you pushing up against my grinding hips, it's thrilling being out in the open and feeling the breeze against my skin. I start to move faster and I feel you close to coming. I lean over and tell you that I want to taste myself on you. You slam yourself into me so hard I start to come, my pussy gripping you tight and I ride it out, feeling you swell inside me, stretching me even more. You lift me up and drag me by my hair down to your wet cock, and I wrap my mouth around it hungrily, sucking you, licking you clean. You stroke my cheek as you fuck my mouth, lifting up my chin to watch as you hold my mouth open and rest the head of your cock on my bottom lip. You explode as I smile, your come spilling out onto my tongue, a tiny drip escaping from the corner of my mouth as I close my mouth around you and swallow.

le deuxième rêve

You can hear the music before you walk in the door, in fact you are surprised that the neighbours haven't called to complain about the noise. The thumping beat echoes out into the empty street as you punch in the combination to the door lock and walk inside, throwing your keys on the table. The heavy smell of burning pot mixed with Nag Champa smacks you in the face as you walk through the house and into the kitchen to pour yourself a drink, Kashmir by Led Zeppelin ringing in your ears. Wine in hand, you walk out through the open double doors and out into the backyard, following the trail of clothes until you find me half naked, hiding behind massive sunglasses. I sit up so you can kiss me and you play out your little ritual of kissing my forehead, nose, lips and neck. You turn the music down with the remote, grab the spliff from my hand and begin inhaling, making me laugh out loud as you regale me with your airport trauma, peeling off your clothes as you do. You hand the joint back, run naked across the lawn and dive in to the pool, pounding out four laps before you slide back up onto the edge and collapse, breathing hard. I move to my hands and knees, crawling over to you and kiss you on the shoulder before crawling up the steps to grab more wine.

When I return you are laying on the grass, rolling a second and you look up to watch me walk back to you wearing nothing but black underwear, sunglasses and killer raspberry heels. I have a smile on my face that tells you how much I have missed you and I see your cock grow as I get down on my hands and knees and lean in to kiss you before you light up. You grab the bottle of wine from my hand and take a swig, leaning back against the wall as I kiss my way down your body and clamp my mouth around your cock, sucking noisily, feeling you get harder in my mouth. You groan and pull me up, kissing me while you unhook my bra before putting the joint between my lips, telling me that there is something you missed more than that, and push me backwards, until I am laying flat on the ground, where work your way down my body, licking and biting at my hard nipples as you go, making me arch my back up off the ground.

Running your hands down the outside of my legs, you peel away the silky black bottoms, being careful to leave my shoes in place. You make me giggle as you slide your hands up the inside of my thighs, pushing them apart gently as you do until my legs are spread wide and my hips are tilting up toward you. Your fingers slide from my clit downwards and I sigh deeply, the head rush of your fingers so close to sliding inside me colliding with the headiness of being stoned. As I open my mouth to beg for your fingers, you slide one into me, feeling how warm and wet I am. I moan and push against your hand, burying your finger deeper, looking down at you and grabbing at your wrist, wanting another. You admonish me for being greedy and tell me to be patient as you lower your head and breathe out gently across my pussy, sending chills up my spine. I feel the tip of your tongue working in tiny circles until you have my lips parted and my wet slit is exposed completely, kissing and licking softly before you slide a second finger inside me and begin sucking on my clit, causing me to push up against your mouth and hand.

I start to groan loudly as you work your fingers in and out of me, making me wetter with each stroke and you sit up and cover my mouth with yours. I can taste myself on you, it drives me crazy, kissing you and biting at your lip as you pull your fingers out, cross them and slide them back up in to me. I throw my head back, my pussy is dripping wet and you take the opportunity to kneel between my legs and uncross your fingers, stretching me and pushing the swollen head of your cock against my open pussy. You slide most of yourself into me and slowly pull your fingers out, I'm so wet, its effortless and you sink deeper into me as you lift my legs and wrap my ankles around your neck, kissing my calves. My body is rigid, locked in one continuous orgasm and you put your arm under my hips and lift to push deeper into me. You barely move, but you hardly need to. You are so deep inside me that you literally can't go any further and instead of thrusting you hold still, letting me buck and writhe against and around you, lifting myself off you slowly, barely an inch and then lowering myself back down, hard and fast. You get harder knowing that you don't have to move and yet you can still make me come like this. You push my hips back and slowly pull yourself out of me and I kind of sob, not wanting it to end, but you keep me happy by sliding your fingers back inside me and working me to a long and loud orgasm. With your spare hand, you reach over and grab the remote and turn up the music until you can feel the bass running through both of us.

Making sure I am still coming, you twist your wrist, each time your fingers move, another wave rushing over me. As I come again, I feel you push your cock inside me, making sure you are covered in me before you lift my hips and slide slowly into my ass...

*my apologies if you think this ends abruptly, but this was actually a dream and that was how I woke up. And please believe me when I say I wish it ended too! xxx

quatre

Awake at 6am. Not a favourite start to the day. But acceptable when I get to lay in bed and stare at you and your gorgeous body.

I watch as you take a breath, inhaling the smell of sex and breathing out a deep contented sigh as you reach out for me. Grabbing my hand, you roll on to your back and hold my hand against your heart. The constant beating beneath my hand almost returns me to my sleepy state, but as I close my eyes I notice the sheet across your waist raise up ever so slightly. I lower my hand to your belly and run the tips of my fingers down the smooth skin until I reach the soft hair, where my fingers weave tiny patterns. Lifting the sheet back, your dick snaps up and you sniff loudly but stay sleeping as I draw a line from the base to the head, enclosing my hand around you as I get to the tip.

I start to work you gently at first and slowly build my way up to a firm but casual rhythm, feeling you harden with every stroke until it seems like you are bursting out of your skin and you are twitching and pulsing in my hand. I slide down the bed, worshipping you on my way down, gently biting at your nipples, licking the line of your hip bone and kissing the soft skin on the inside of your thigh. Your legs part slightly and I seize the opportunity to gently take one of your balls into my mouth and suck slowly. A soft moan escapes your lips and I feels every inch of your skin tighten as I let go silently and run my tongue along your shaft, making tiny wet lines from base to tip. With every trip my tongue takes, it ends with kisses. Your belly, thighs, hips, anywhere is good and I cover you in kisses from waist to knee, all the while licking you like you are the first lemonade icy pole of the summer.

You stir and I see you look down at me, reaching out and brushing my hair out of my face so you can watch me as I savour every inch of you, licking and biting gently up and down your cock, stroking your balls so lightly you can only occasionally feel my fingers and scratching up the inside of your thighs. You are squirming, running your hands down the side of my face and trying to sit up to pull me to you. I plant a hand on your chest and kiss my way back up to you, licking and biting as I did on the way down, ending with my face so close to yours that your breath is my breath. I smile and kiss the tip of your nose, your eyelids, your temples and the corners of your mouth before running the tip of my tongue along the inside of your top lip. You shiver and kiss me passionately. Before we end up locked in an all day embrace, I pull away from you and slide back down to your diamond hard cock. Pulling my hair out of the way and holding it back, you gently push down on the back of my head, but I let my breath work it's magic first, blowing warm air before licking and sucking close to the skin, cooling you down again. You begin bucking your hips involuntarily and I can't make you wait any longer.

I lick my lips and look up at you, making sure you don't take your eyes off me as I close my mouth around your swollen head. You let out a low growl as the heat engulfs you and you watch your cock disappear inside my mouth, pulling at my hair but still keeping me firmly locked in position. You don't let me move, and I watch you as you lift your hips and slowly begin to fuck my mouth. I moan around your cock, the vibrations running right through you. I love the way you do this, so slowly and gently just like the first time I ever had you in my mouth. It takes us both back a long way and we get lost in the moment. You tell me how beautiful I am and I smile around you, feeling a break in your defences.

I move down taking you further into my mouth, inch by painfully slow inch until you can feel the softness at the back of my throat. I take a deep breath around you and continue to work my way down until my lips are around the base of your cock, kissing your skin. I look up to see you no longer watching me. Your eyes are closed tightly, lips open in a silent moan. I plunge back down on you, drawing you in deeper each time, milking you with each stroke, my hands covering where my mouth can't, fingers playing with your tightened balls, stroking and teasing so lightly you are gasping when I am not even touching you. The grip on my hair tightens and I feel your whole body tense up and you try so hard to fight it, but you push me further down, urging me to take all of you again, and as I do, I taste you on my tongue. You are ready to explode, sitting up, pushing on the back of my head and pulling back on my hair, wanting the release but not wanting it to end.

You wrap your legs around my body and I take my hands away and run my fingers up the the inside of your thighs as I plunge down onto you completely, taking all of you in. You swell more, stretching my mouth, you are so hard and I pull back a little, just in time to feel you explode inside my mouth, spilling across my tongue. It's hot and sweet and I swallow hungrily, not wanting to waste a drop, keeping pressure around you as your orgasm calms down. You stop twitching and drag me back up to you and wrap me in your arms, kissing my shoulders as we both fall into a beautiful deep sleep.

trois

I woke from the most amazing dream this morning. All sweaty and breathless with my hand planted firmly between my legs. I love those dreams.

I live in a house in the tree tops with an open reef just a short walk from the house. One of these picture perfect mornings, I decide to walk to the reef to get in a quick swim and wash off the sleep before a writing session. Throwing a thin cotton dress on, I begin the descent down the stairs and I see a flash of blue out of the corner of my eye. I ignore it and continue my walk. The terrain changes from leaves to sand as I head out to the crystal clear water, which is perfect. I dive in head first and swim until my body aches. Moving back to the shallows, I notice in the distance that there is a man on the beach. He is watching me intently, as if perhaps I am a mirage and I wonder for a moment if he is actually the mirage. I look behind me for a boat and up and down the beach for a canoe or a raft, anything that would explain what this man is doing here. I continue to swim towards shore and when I emerge, I scale up and down the beach, but he is gone. I walk back to the house, the sun warming my skin and starting to dry me off.
A crack to my left forces me to spin around and I see you crouched behind a large Bird of Paradise. You get up and run back towards the ocean and I become agitated as I start to make chase. You are fast, but I know the ground better and quickly catch up to you as you run out on to the sand. I throw myself at you, knocking you down, pushing the air out of your lungs. I feel you shaking under me, breathing fast and hard as you draw your eyes slowly over my body, the wet fabric now clinging to every curve, my hair dripping salt water on to your face. You open your mouth to speak but you close it again quickly deciding that at this point it's probably better not to say anything. It's my turn and I look you over, taking in your tanned and toned body exposed under a torn blue shirt, grains of sand settling in the curves of your muscles. I run my fingertips along the curve of your belly and down to move the sand and as I get to your hip, I feel you shift, as if you are trying to hide the fact that your body can't help but react. I draw an imaginary line just above the band of your pants and lean over you, taking in your face. Your lips are parted slightly and I can feel the beating in your chest even though I am several inches above you and even though I have you pinned, you manage to get your arms free and push the hair out of my eyes and behind my ears. Nimble fingers continue their journey down along my neck and shoulder to the curve of my breast and I feel my nipples harden as you gently stroke the soft skin. I lean further and kiss you hungrily and I feel you give in to me as you return my kisses, tearing at my lower lip with your teeth.

I pull your shirt open, and bite my way down your body, starting at your neck and ending at your hip bones at which point you groan loudly and I feel you pushing your hips up into me, your hardness pushing through fabric and rubbing against my naked thighs. The sensation is almost too much, I feel myself getting light headed and sensing I need grounding, I tear open your pants and slide myself down your body until my chin is grazing the tip of your cock. You look down at me, anticipation dripping from every pore and I open my mouth with a smile and slowly lick up and down, going lower with each swipe of my tongue. Watching as your body stiffens under my touch, I cover you with my mouth and take all of you, slowly drawing my lips back up to the top and gently dragging my teeth over the head. I plunge back down and suck on you as you get harder in my mouth, and I can taste you as you start to lose control. I quickly sit up and as you lift my dress to show my glistening pussy, I lower myself on to you with a deep contented sigh.
You hold me as I take all of you, running your hands down my back, pulling at my dress to grab my arse and pull me down further, pushing all of your hard cock in to me. I moan as I instantly start to come, the walls of my pussy squeezing you tight, pulling you deeper into me. I am as wet as you are hard and I can feel a second orgasm building on top of the first. You grab my hips to slow me down, you are close to coming, the motion is killing both of us. I stop and regain myself and after a short break of kissing and caressing, I lift myself, convincing you I am just going to shift my weight, but start moving slowly up and down in time with the sound of the waves. You close your eyes and put your arms behind your head to watch me as I ride you slowly, running my hands down your face, across your chest and down to your belly, brushing my fingers past my clit. I feel you pulsing inside me as I hold the tip of you in the deepest part of me and for a moment I feel you pulse in time with me and we are so connected.

You sit up, lifting my dress over my head as you do, kissing my breasts and neck as I wrap my legs around your waist. I peel your shirt from you and run my hands down your back, dragging my nails gently as I go, grabbing your hips and wriggling further down on you. You sigh as you breathe deeply, your head buried in my neck, one hand on my breast, the other across the small of my back. I feel how much you want me, ache for me and I smile into the distance, locked in your embrace, the smell of your skin is intoxicating and I want so badly to feel you fill me to the brim. It's like you sense it and move so you are now on your knees, with me still wrapped around you but now you are pushing up into me and I am grinding against you, burying you in the sand. You move faster, slamming yourself into me, rolling my hips forward and dragging yourself out of me as I buck against you. You are screaming my name into my hair as you explode inside me, pulsing, throbbing and feeding my orgasm. I bite into your neck and tear at your back while I melt around you, skin glistening with sweat and salt water.

deux

I wake up in bed, tangled partly in bedsheets but mostly in you, your legs entwined in mine, keeping me close. As if you know somehow in your sleep that I am about to get up, you instinctively wrap your arms around me and pull me tighter into your embrace. I lay still, listening to the sounds of the ocean below us, feeling your breath against my ear as you sleep soundly. I shuffle to face you and manage to keep you sleeping, as you lick your lips and sigh. Your face half hidden in pillows, half bathed in light relaxes as I lean in and kiss your lips and draw down your cheek with my fingers. You lean into my hand and absently kiss my fingertips as I slowly trace lines across your brow, down your cheek and neck and back up to your ear, watching the changes in your expression.
Even as you sleep, your face is a work of art to me, from the way your lips fall open as you breathe deeply to the tiny furrow of your brow as you dream of something that cannot be explained. You are beautiful. I kiss the tip of your nose and wonder if you ever dream about me and you smile, almost like we are connected no matter if we are awake or asleep and you know what I am thinking.

I watch as your eyes dart beneath the fluttering lids and your breathing loses its sleepy rhythm. You begin to wake and when you look into my eyes I feel like you stare into my soul... And when I look into yours I see your soul staring back, challenging me to be better, brighter, more. Your lips feel like they were made to kiss mine, they are so soft and when you push the tip of your tongue to part my lips, I can't help but to give in to it, and find myself searching for deeper kisses. It's all so slow and delicate that we could be made of glass. Your hands run down my thigh to my knee and back up to my hip, finishing with your fingers digging gently into soft flesh at the small of my back and I can feel you searching for the same depths I am sinking into. Your hands are pushing against my hips and the back of my head as you pull me deeper into you and before we both drown, you pull away from me just enough to look into my eyes. Your hands continue their journey around my body, but your eyes stay locked on mine.

You slide your hands across my breasts, flicking my nipples as you continue to explore my body with your fingertips. Your hands cover most of my waist and I find myself giggling as you squeeze me tight. Sensing it could all turn into a tickle fight, you quickly move your hand to between my thighs, drawing slow circles from my knees upward, making me shiver. You are breathing as fast as I am and I can feel your heart beating as you close your eyes and rest two fingers on either side of my clit. I feel my eyes roll into the back of my head and part my lips to let the moan escape, but the sound refuses to come out. Continuing to draw tiny circles with one hand, the other pulls gently at my hair, tilting my head back so you can get at my neck, which you bite into hungrily, all the time watching my face. I feel like I am trapped in your embrace, like you wont let me go until you are happy.
The rubbing becomes more pressured as you feel my body start to stiffen against your hands and you pull my hair harder to regain control of me. My body is arching against yours, bucking against your hands and straining to be let loose to control the orgasm, but you hold me down and continue to rub until I groan against your open mouth.

I feel you inhale and for just a moment you take the life out of me and as you breathe out and my lungs fill with air again, you slide a single finger into me. I feel like you just consumed me and I let go of a single tear that you kiss away gently.

un

Apparently it was the coldest morning ever this morning. I didn't notice. Mostly because I appear to have wasted away an entire day thinking about you and I naked together, laying on a sun drenched bed. A perfect day where the only responsibility we have is to each other, no interruptions except for perhaps room service and an endless supply of champagne and possibilities.

You read to me, first newspapers over coffee. I'm laying facing away from you as the sound of your voice fills the room with a soft echo, lulling me in and out of sleep. Each story is punctuated by a kiss somewhere along the side of my body. My shoulder after a sad story about political prisoners, a story about a young girl escaping war and writing a novel warrants a kiss on the forehead and an opinion column on the modern girl's guide to one night stands prompts a nibble on my hipbone. You run your long fingers over my arm, making the tiny hairs stand on end. I shudder as your hand reaches out across my chest and brushes against my nipple and opening my eyes I see your gorgeous face looking down at me with lust in your eyes. You toss the paper casually to the floor and roll over to me, lowering yourself slowly on top of me. I can feel your whole body against me, your skin melting into mine. The sun makes your skin glow and I can see the look in your eye that says I belong entirely to you.

You kiss my neck, sliding your tongue across the invisible line where my neck and shoulder meet. I run my fingers through your hair and pull you deeper into me as you sink your teeth gently into my throat, making me gasp and my chest push up against you. Your hand finds its way under me and as you lift me, I can feel your hard cock pressing against my belly and as I reach down to touch you, your free hand grabs both of mine in one swift motion and lifts my arms above my head. I wriggle to try to get out but you hold me down as you slowly push yourself into me. I lose my breath completely as you sink every inch of yourself into me and hold yourself there, pulsing inside me and I can feel myself wrapped around you, as every move you make controls my body. As you start to slide back out, my hips raise up, desperate to keep you inside but you are too quick and before I can move again the tip of you is resting just inside me, stretching me open. Your eyes glaze over and you thrust into me again, this time faster and with more intent. I feel you deeper inside me that I think you have ever been and my nails drag down your skin, leaving eight perfect red lines down your golden back. I scream loudly as I feel myself explode around you and you urge me to come for you, asking me if I want more, holding me tight as I shake.
When my breathing returns to normal, you begin to move again, this time with more purpose as I feel you get impossibly harder inside me. Your hips shift and you are deeper inside me again, pushing me, stretching me and I find it impossible to breathe as you kiss me and I feel you empty yourself inside me as I come harder and harder against your kiss. It's like time has stopped and you and I are frozen in this moment. I cant think of anything but you. You and your perfect kiss, your cock buried deep inside me and this perfect day. I close my eyes and struggle to think of anything else I would rather do.