C G loft.

Your passions rising your body arches to mine I feel your hand slip from my chest shyly trail down my body so innocently, so seductively as your fingers find then stroke my arousal. My own fingers seek the seizing heat of your arousal and terry to play in cupid's grove
 
C G‘s Loft.
High up in the Inn above the guest and residents room lies the loft nestled under the eves of the roof. Strong oaken beams slant from the ridge to the floor.

There is a hammock slung by the round eve window that looks out over the Bay and Faiths lighthouse. A seaman’s bunk against one wall, a writing table of oak that was once down by the hearth. The pictures and small treasure of a life at sea, memories of all the places and people that have crossed his life. The desk holds but two pictures in an antique silver frame, on one side his Chris and on the other the ski area of Mt St-Anne.

All in all it is a simple room. Clean and shipshape in “Bristol Fashion”.
__________________
 
Looking at the room FS draws CG to her

"Can you hear my heartbeat? I might be a military gal but I need a man's strength to help me sleep. Help me slip into something more comfortable"
 
I come to Foxy my arms encircle her and I draw her into a deep searing Kiss. I let that kiss deepen until we share a single breath. slowly my lips slip from hers.


I think you would be most comfortable with nothing why hide such beauty Foxy?

My hands go to the her fatigue blouse and with one yank the buttons go flying in all directions. I press my ear to her breast and listen to the rappid tatoo beating of her heart.
 
Last edited:
I gasp, it's been a long time since anyone kissed me so. Out tongues explore each other's mouths as my shirt gives way to the pressure and urgency of his fingers

"Hold me CG. Press your chest into mine !!"

I feel the tensions of the day fade as any resistance I had melts and I become putty in his hands
 
I raise my head From Foxy's heaving bosom I see the want the need in her smoldering eyes as the need for pure raw physical contact wars with a need to be held to be cherished. Slowly I strip away her t-shirt and bra then strip away my own shirt . I take her into my arms my lips crush to hers in raw primal passion my arms drawing her to me her breast crushed to my chest bare flesh to bare flesh.

Shall we get you out of those fatigues Foxy? Or shall I just hold you and let you dream of other times and places.

I give her a little squeeze as she rest in the strength of my arms.

You my dear need some TLC so why not get out of those clothes and let me give you some TLC Foxy!
 
Last edited:
My passion is intense, my longing deep and almost savage as my T Shirt and bra are taken and warm flesh merges with raw flesh

"O Get me out of these clothes, I dont want dreams, I want reality!"

I stare into his eyes and see the hunger that is there corresponding with the urgency in his groin

"Its been so long CG. Fulfill me!"
 
As you wish Foxy!


my eyes hold hers as I work lose her belt buckle, I smile as my head dips and the tip of my tongue reams out Foxy's naval. Boots and sock are tossed aside A devilish gleams fills my eyes as I hook my thumbs in to her trousers ands panties and slowly work them down over the swell of her hips a soft little butter fly kiss as each new patch of silken skin is bare. as Those utility trouser makes their way down Foxy's long sculptured athletic legs.

My eyes feast on her naked perfection.



Why Foxy you look good enough to eat.

A wicked smile as my head lowers and my hot moist breath washes over her sweet pussy.[/i]

Ummmmmm

I savor my first taste of my solder gal.
 
I think I am going to die of pleaasure as my defences are stripped away. As CG's tongue begins its exploration I arch into him already near my tipping point.

My hands reach down to hold his head, thrusting it forward as groans of pleasure begin to explode from my mouth. Reaching down I hold him as I hump forward in convulsion as his name is torn from my lips


CG CG CG

Ceeee GEEEEEEEEEE!
 
So you like Foxy Slut?

I lash her greedy little pussy with mouth, lips teeth and tongue. Long luxurious licks each pass cleaving deeper into Foxy the tip of my tongue flicking at her throbbing clit. teeth nibbling lips suckling that passionate pearl. My teeth grip Foxy's clit I in hale deeply and draw a cool steady stream of air across that feverous bud.

How shall I take you Foxy.... in chaste missionary fashion............ on your hands and knees EMBRACED IN PRIMAL CARNAL LUST..........or astride of me so I can savor your naked perfection and see your eyes as you cum..... How shall you be taken Miss?

My voice a soft deep rich caress to your senses.
 
"Get those clothes off before I rip them to shreds! I'm sitting astride you so I can see the fire in YOUR eyes!"

I help CG to undress, but sadly in our haste some of his clothes get ripped and torn. I gaze down at his member, already bulging with seed that its tip cannot contain. I bend down and kiss it, I bite on it gently and then realizing how near explosion he is I force him down and sit astride. Hugging his neck I leave a burning love bite at its base as I await our mutual fulfillment

"Cum CG, Cum, fill me, claim me. NOWWWWWWWWWW!"

At first I am worried that as I am a loud lover I might disturb the rest of the inn, but within seconds I am delerious with passion and that care slips from my mind
 
There was an eager excitement in Foxy's smoldering eyes. My own eyes reflect a burning desire of their own. They roll back in my head at her seductive little kisses and sensual little nips. My smile broadens at Foxy's desperate plea.

Such a demanding little vixen ....

My hands On her waist I left her and guide her to the iron cored shaft of my lust for her. a low primal growl of need as I Lift HER WEIGHT BARE HER DOWN ON TO ME. EVEN AS i THRUST UP INT TO HER.


SO THIS IS WHAT YOU WANT MISS?

MY EYES HOLD HERS CAPTIVE IN MY GAZE. I drive into Foxy filling her giving her what she so sweetly asked for.
 
Last edited:
Something deep, almost primaevil is lurking in our souls that is reflected in our eyes. We lock our gaze as we both rip lashings of pleasure from each other's bodies. I know CG is about to explode as I go down again heavily. I scream, he shouts, we both growl and then extract each other's juices.

"O God I needed that! Too bad Halo wasn't here to share ... I bet the three of us would collapse the ceiling downstairs!"

I roll off and just lay there in a state of relaxation

"One drink downstairs, then I Must get some sleep!"

As I get up I feel a mixture of my own nectar and CG's seed flowing down my leg. We smile!

"Sorry about your clothes and that bite on your neck ... Just think of them as war scars"

Eyes meet and we both smile

"Come, I better get dressed"
 
To hide such beauty beneath clothes Foxy is a sin. and if Halo was here I would have you tied as we took our pleasure from your body Foxy.

Perhaps next time my dear.

A soft sensually seductive kiss. A kiss to make a girl's toes curl

I hope you sleeep well and have the naughtiest of dreams Foxy!
 
Its a deal my little Vixen.

By the way you and WP are quite the beauties .

So for your drink lets go. Saddle up tropper.
 
C G‘s Loft.
High up in the Inn above the guest and residents room lies the loft nestled under the eves of the roof. Strong oaken beams slant from the ridge to the floor.

There is a hammock slung by the round eve window that looks out over the Bay and Faiths lighthouse. A seaman’s bunk against one wall, a writing table of oak that was once down by the hearth. The pictures and small treasure of a life at sea, memories of all the places and people that have crossed his life. The desk holds but two pictures in an antique silver frame, on one side his Chris and on the other the ski area of Mt St-Anne.

All in all it is a simple room. Clean and shipshape in “Bristol Fashion”.
 
following Cg up the steps to his private domain, I look around curiously as we enter the room

it's gorgeous, perfectly suited to him but I find I can't truely appreciate it as I only seem to have eyes for one thing in it and that is him


It's definitely you!
 
I smile as Misty saunters back with the paddle and the silken cord.. the sway of her hips as she comes the naughty impish gleam in her eyes.

Well done Misty. Now I do believe we should retire to my loft. Now this being the common room it is for all.
Why thank you Misty . Now lay the paddle and the cord on the bed and come her and disrobe me.

My voice dark rich and soft a smile bows my lips
 
laying the paddle and cord as requested, I approach Cg with anticipation licking at my heels

Slowly I reach out for him, my fingers finding and easing the buttons of his shirt while I explore underneath again, my fingers questing over his warm skin with delight

Gradually I help him slip his shirt from his shoulders slowly, teasing both of us with the delay. the shirt gone I move to his pants, a bit more impatient as I loose the button, unzip the zip. Then I slow again, easing pants and shorts together but slow, with many lingering kisses as I expose his body to my gaze\

finally lowering his pants to his ankles I help him step from them and put them to the side, my eyes looking up to him, waiting on my knees to know where he wants me next rather than standing to only be told to kneel, or move or whatever
 
I stood there passive my face my stance reveling nothing as Misty came to me the soft caress of her lips. her shy and sensual exploration of my body as she bares it and her adoring little kisses.

It is hard not to smile as she lowers to her knees in a posture of perfect submission
I raise my foot and rest the sole of my shoe on her thigh.


The shoes as well Kitten

My fingers run through her silken hair.
 
My eyes sparkle with laughter at myself at his comment and I remember those important articles, after all we're not in a porn movie, besides, it's generally the women who keep their shoes on in those

One hand gently on his calf steadying him though he doesn't need it, the other unties his lace and eases his shoe from his foot, then his sock as my strong fingers give it a quick, but thorough massage.

My eyes close in a slight distraction as his fingers comb through my hair and I sigh with pleasure at the gentle touch

I wait as he shifts his feet and do the same with the other, feeling a building sense of wonder with each small task
 
You are most pleasing Kitten. Bring me my kimono and then tell me your desire.
 
fluidly I rise to my feet and look around for Cg's kimono., bringing it back and helping him slip into it

licking my lips I glance a little nervously at the bed and the paddle there wondering if I will be asking for something wrong if I request a change in what he appears to wish.


I would like to experience the paddle at some point, maybe even later tonight but to begin, a gentler sport maybe? Something soft and scratchy, yet binding

I can see it in my mind, the thing I want but I know not its name, just the sensation that plays over in my brain
 
Back
Top