Amiga ISO Collection/AmigaDemoCD2.iso/ASCII/TEXTE/SEX/ADULTSHARE/S/SEXSTORY.TXT

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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.


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....

        Imagine...you are sitting at your desk.  Your text is open but
you can't seem to concentrate.  The book doesn't hold any interest.  Your
mind begins to wander.  You imagine yourself not at your desk, but rather--
reclining on your couch.  The only light is a dim one glowing from the
television.  The sound is very low, barely audible.  There is a soft hum
for the refridgerator - the sole purpose of keeping iced tea cold.  There
is a soft rustle of papers coming from your room.  -- You rise up - and
go in to see what it is.
        I am sitting on the floor -
I am wearing a black nightgown - not too revealing - but enough
to arouse the curiosity.  You are not at all startled to see me there,
you knew I was, but a smile lights up your face at the thought of my
warm presence.  Your hazel eyes look happy.
        You are standing behind me.. I am aware of you, but delay in my
response.  You come from behind and slip you arms around my waist.  I
lean back into your arms and kiss you on your neck.
        As I melt back, I feel your warmth sweep over me.. I am engulfed in
happiness and contenment.  I turn around, look into your eyes, and
never leaving your gaze, come forward and softly brush my lips to yours.
        Your eyes close and your mind sees us-- feels us-- feels me against
you. You respond to the image with a warm hug.  You can feel my body press
close.
        My soft hands slide around you and search your back. A light kiss
lands on your earlobe and I cuddle your neck.  The passion begins to  mount
and my desire builds as I start to kiss you more fervently... and your hands
begin to wander over my back.  You take me close and begin to press your
weight until I recline - and you roll on top of me and you feel me beneath you
you know I am warm and comfortable.
        You kiss my soft lips and move towards my ear, where my exposed neck
is waiting for your touch.  Your kiss is soft and caring, yet uncontrollably
passionate.  I slide my hands under your shirt and rub your naked back.
Working constantly, I pull you even closer and press my breasts to you.
        With no apparent warning, you shift your weight and roll over.
Our positions are revesered.. I let my hands slide down your sides and
shift my own weight, to allow my hand access to your theigh.  Softly
stroking, in a repetitive motion, I touch you - each pass a little more
daring than the last.. Your eyes are open now, and you watch me as I lift
you shirt and slowly let my tongue run over your chest.  Your nipples are
wet with my kisses and the feel of my breath sends shivers down your back.
I kiss you from right to left, and up and down.  My hand is still caressing
each inner theigh and letting you relax every so often.
        You begin to respond with more and more interest.  My shirt has
ridden up so that my bare skin touches yours. You can feel my heartbeat
and my breathing.. They both have quickened.
        My hand has gotten bored of this external search and now moves
up to your waist and slowly traces your beltline.-- my fingers try to
probe lower -never to leave contact with your warm skin.  I search your
buckle and in the next instant, there is nothing more to hinder
me.. I slide my hand down your waist and pass over to come to a rest on
the bare skin of your inner theigh.
        You are relaxed, you are happy, you grab me carefully and kiss me
with passion.  My shirt is gone - your shirt is gone, I lay there waiting
for your touch.  Your hands gently move to caress my breasts.. they are
full, and my nipples are hard.  You move down to allow your tongue to lick
my breasts and bury your face in my warmth.  It feels wonderful.
        You and I are now completely nude, our legs intertwined, and we
are ultimately close.  I feel you against me and your heartbeat is in
sync with mine.  I make a silent wish that things could always be this way.
        I feel your warmth, and press my full breasts against you. You
enter me with a gentle caress, and surge upward, reaching and pushing
until you are deep within.  You kiss my lips, and nibble my ear, making me
moan, and hold my breath.. you are near.. I can tell..I am close.. I
am almost ready.. and it is your turn to hold your breath..
        I grab you and pull you deeper into me.. it is not enough.. you are
ready to let yourself go.. and I am ready to receive your warmth..
It arrives with a force... and I am wet with excitement..
        You push yourself harder..harder.. you are in me, and I am
too excited to relax.. you have finished and I have not.. NO FAIR:-)
I pull you closer.. and thrust my middle next against yours.. the sweat between
us is warm and wet.. just like me..I pull you into me further.. as if
you could not possibly be deep enough into me..  I arch my back, as if
this will help get the full effect of you... and I finally relax..
        And then you can relax, and again kiss me with a sweet passion...
        Holding me next to you...we fall asleep, arms around each other.