Café Americain's Climax Contest Submissions!

ariosto

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These are the submissions for our contest, please read them and vote for your favorites through private messages to Ariosto. You have three days to vote from the time this thread is posted.

There are just three categories:

Mens Climax
Womans Climax
and best Over the Limit (100 words was the stipulated limit)


Thanks to everyone and good luck!





Thanks MoM!
 
Women's Climax

Honey_B

Mmmm... oh!

The long awaited ebb and flow of feeling, finally ends in a tidal wave that crashes upon my being. It's been building and now it consumes. Hard fought, much wrought, pleasure won from an ancient ritual. Seething through my psyche like a insane dance of nerve and sinew, the secret sensations of all women seize me. Awareness of all falls away into nothingness, even you my besotted lover. Self indulgent as a bitch in heat. Yes, turning into the animal form of myself, clawing, biting, thrashing, fucking.

Mmmm... oh!

A gradual diminishment to the point of cruel awareness

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NightWhispers


Rhythmic motions of bodies entwined cause droplets of the lovers’ dew to mix together with bittersweet aroma. A misty breeze enters the room. Shivers run along naked backsides. Bated breath comes rapid and short. Movements increase, senses sharpen, and emotions soar as their mutual desire can no longer be suppressed. His urgent thrusts are matched by her grinding pelvis, each longing for fulfillment. Fingers press into yielding, joined flesh. White knuckles grasp the bed posts as an animalistic, low groan escapes from between scarlet lips. Fluid as hot as molten lava erupts between them as their passions are finally sated.
 
Men's Climax

captainb ONE


The dark pulse slid up from the depths, its warm caress becoming a trickle of heat that rolled faster, slowly rotating, drawing up tighter and faster as the first wave rippled upwards, then more, wave piling upon wave, rising higher to crest the hidden shoals and burst forth in a shattering spray of white foam and luminous streams, bursting onto the virgin shore, splashing into the dark cove, wetting the smooth slippery rocks with each oceanic spasm until, spent, the waves receded, drawing their strength with them, to flow softly out until driven again by that most ancient urge.

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captainb TWO

A heavy pulse signaled the approaching edge. My hand quickened, fingers gripping tighter as they slid up and down my shaft. Muscles contracted, veins dilated, the tip of my cock swelled to shiny purple as the internal tempo took over. My hips arched on instinct as I surged and exploded, white cum arcing out of my cock as I groaned, the warm spunk lacing over my fingers and splashing on my chest with each stroke of my hand, my scrotum pulled up tight, hips pumping in their own rhythm as the ultimate pleasure washed over me in warm release.

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Over the Limit

Basia

Arms and legs intertwined into knots. The room was silent, save for the soft sounds of love.
They both where comming close, their need for eachother mounting with each passing moment.
Their bodies glissened with sweat as the friction between the two declined into slick movements. Nothing could stop them from their goal.
It was very exicting, knowing that there was another in the room, however asleep. The excitement made their pleasure mount.
In what seemed like an eternity, they kissed and uttered their words of love while they made out in the act.
Then it happened. It was him first. His movements started to become more irratic, more full of need. It was his movements that forced a loud moan of pleasure out of her.
Minutes passed with the two of them in this state. Dancing on the edge but never crossing over.
Then the reliece came. His entire body shook while her back arched. They both cried out in pure pleasure as they let go.

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cgraven ONE

She pulled down my boxers till they pooled around my ankles. She cupped my cock and balls in her hands. She kissed them, licked them, tongued them, then slowly drew my cock into her mouth. I could feel my cock growing, pulsating as she ran her tongue up and down my it, sucking, teasing, and encouraging it.

She endowed it with a life and vitality that men can only dream of. The pressure building in my balls. I fight against the need for release, for fulfillment. This was the greatest joy and pain I had ever experienced. It took a power and self-control I never knew I had not to cum in her mouth, right then.

That warm succulent mouth that was driving me crazy. No longer could I fight to hold back this fiery load demanding release. "I felt the muscles contracting in my ass, as my body stiffened ...... "

Suddenly I awoke. " Damn not again"

I pry myself from between the sticky sheets and head for a hot shower.

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cgraven TWO

His kisses floated over Melanie's body, teasing her nipples, brushing across her belly. To the velvet softness of her inner thighs, down her legs to her calves, to her feet, then back up again to just behind her knee. Higher still they went till they reached her soft bush. There was no need to spread her legs. She lay there with them open, inviting. An invitation he could no longer refuse. He parted her soft and inviting lips moist with her passion, licking, sucking, tonguing. His tongue flicking across her hard little clit, then nipping it teasing it.

Melanie thrust her hips forward to meet Dave's probing tongue. Her body stiffened. Her back arched. She pulled his face into her with her hands as she came, moans and screams of passion escaping from her parched lips.

Dave could wait no longer. He slid up her body. Kissed her again deeply with all the passion he felt. Melanie's hand guided his cock to her waiting pussy. He entered her slowly at first with deep long penetrating strokes, slowly picking up speed, each stroke deeper harder than the last. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. Pulling him into her, meeting each stroke with a passion to match his.

They came together with such a joy and passion as he had never known. They collapsed together in each other's arms. The firelight was reflected off their naked bodies. Holding each other close unwilling to let this moment pass Melanie and Dave drifted off to sleep.

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Ldy Tehari

His name was James. He was taboo and it only made it that more sweet. His poweful arms embraced me, his strong leggs encircled me, his captivating chest over me, our hands clenched together, holding me.
We moved, throbbed together, entwined, pressed, pushed, grinding into each other, his body luring mine to ecstacy, his thrusts forcing my passion deeper.
I felt myself being pulled up on his lap, filling me fully, his leggs supporting me, my body rubbing against his. Hard nipples against his chest, his body pulsing deep in mine, his arms encompassing me, nails on my back, laying my head back, closing my eyes, and feeling his body against mine.
He lay back, hands moving to my hips, guiding me, grinding me, gazing at me with lust filled eyes. Grinding against his hips, riding, pushing, pressing moving, together moving as one, his hands on my hips guiding me, encouraging me, forcing himself deep.
Gazing at him with lustfilled eyes, moving, pushing, pressing, passion building, breath quickening, his need coming as an explosion deep inside, filling me with passion causing my own body to quiver, shiver, throwing me into ecstacy with a cry.....
We lay, panting softly, holding each other...

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rashid

As was my want, I was sleeping in the screened off porch on the south side of the old house, secure in the knowledge that I was surrounded by good and true friends. It was, therefore, a sound sleep, deep and refreshing in the extreme and, in such a state of comfort I was blissfully unaware of the soft footsteps which padded across the polished wooden floor towards my cot.
My sleep was interrupted by the movement of the cot sagging slightly under the weight of my visitor and, as I drifted slowly upwards from my deep slumber, I felt soft hands massaging the muscles of my neck and back. What a wonderful way to be awakened, I thought to myself. Small hands, strong fingers, now gently but firmly tugging and kneading the remaining hairs on my head to bring fresh blood quickly to my groping mind.
She moved to my shoulders then, rubbing the sleep from the large muscles of my back, and, pulling the nights covers from me replaced them briefly with her soft, warm and very naked female form. Lips nibbled my ears and neck, accompanied by low moans and tiny sucking sounds before she sat up once more and continued to massage my back, working lower now, rolling my love handles in her hands. The covers completely disappeared and those wonderful hands found their way directly to my inner thighs. I was now fully awake and the feather light touches of fingertips brushing my balls brought me also fully erect so that I had to lift myself momentarily to let my cock untangle itself beneath me. In this wonderful, surreal state, floating in the scent of exotic perfume, I listened to her soft breathing mingled with distant traffic and morning birds calling to each other while I softly humped the mattress under me. Her hands then parted my ass cheeks and soft lips, tiny teeth and a long flicking tounge tantilized my anus and the back of my ball sack before continuing down my thighs to the backs of my knees as her nipples crushed themselves against my buttocks.
I was now completely under her spell, a willing prisoner of Zelda deeply immersed in a cloud of lust and completely uncaring of the thought that she was my hosts wife. We had been toying with this fire from the moment of my arrival and now, it seemed, she was willing to wait no longer. I rolled over then and offered my throbbing cock as a willing sacrifice to whatever ancient godess had brought me here. Her eyes widened briefly and her tounge flicked against white teeth framed by dark red lips. The beauty of her left me breathless and I watched her hair cascade over my belly as her mouth engulfed me. For the first time I touched her sweet body, lifting her hips over me while she suckled my hardness deep into her loving mouth. With her knees beside my head she was fully exposed to my anxious tounge and a soft groan escaped her at the instant my nose touched heaven and I began to lovingly probe her womanhood. So wet, so pungent, so increadibly sensuous. Locked in this embrace we licked and sucked and fondled for what seemed like eternity, my chest now soaked with her juices, my tounge probing her ass, hands opening her to my lust. Knowing she was ready to receive all of me, I turned her to face me, kissing her deeply as her sweet hot self engulfed me in an instant. So sweet, so hot, so amazingly beautiful she rode over me, sliding against my belly, rotating her ass as she engulfed the long length of my prick, kissing me deeply, nibbling my ears, moving gradually faster and faster. I could feel it now, rising from deep within me, every muscle in my body tensing for the instant of release, my hands on her ass cheeks guiding the rythem, driving, plunging, straining to hold the harmony. For one fantastic moment we were one and I reveled in my release, seeing her face go slack as her climax began, breasts heaving, tiny noises escaping her throat, cock plunging hard and true, cum rising to explode in ecxtacy before we collapsed together, kissing greedily between gasping breaths, bodies shuddering with the aftermath, only to begin again the slow steady thrusting of our second morning tryste.

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SexyChele

Fingers brushing velvet lips, revealing a treasure so fine, so rare. Probing fingers, searching, rubbing, finding wetness. The entrance to my sex, glistening and open, ready to receive my eager fingers - one, then two - inserted deep. Moving they fill me,cause me to gasp and hold my breath. Fingers pushing back the hood, revealing the wet, pink pearl beneath. Softly rubbing, making circles, feeling the nub of pleasure grow. My mind races, pictures thoughts of things erotic, as my legs begin to tense. Then deep within, a place so deep I don't know where it is, a feeling, a need, a desire for release, for relief. Fingers start to fly over my pearl, moans escape. The feeling, the tingling, builds and grows. I try to hold it back, but it refuses to be stayed. Slowly I feel it take hold and grip the lower half of my body. With a gasp and a cry, my toes in perfect point, I feel the spasm begin. My body shakes, head is tossed, fingers barely move. Spasms, contractions take hold, can think of nothing else. My mind a blank, my body on fire. Until it ebbs, until flows, until it releases its hold on me, leaving me breathless, gasping - and begging for more.

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Swashbuckler

Stepping out from warm atmosphere of the bar and noticing a slight unseasonal chill in the air I wander home through silent streets. Taking my usual short cut through the alley by the pier a slight fog rolls in, I turn the flaps on my coat up to keep the chill from my neck and press on. Suddenly I hear out of no where as the fog thickens, "Wait". I look about and see nothing unusual, but I can not seem to move on.

My head seems to fog over, one too many, perhaps; I try to shake my head to clear it when the fog seems to take form in front of me in the deserted street. I blink my befuddled eyes, as the fog seems to shift and gather itself into the form of a young woman with dark hair and palish skin, wrapped in white. I try to speak, nothing comes out. I try to move, can not. All I can do is look into those eyes that seem to gleam mysteriously in the dim light of the fogged moon.

Her lips do not move yet I hear, "I thirst." I can do nothing but stand dumbfounded as she kneels before me and opens my jacket. I strain to pull back, can not, transfixed by those eyes. She stares into my eyes, to my very soul, as she slowly opens my pants. The only functioning part of my paralyzed anatomy springs forth into the chill air. I try to close my eyes, can not. She lowers her mouth, her eyes still lockedd on mine from below. "Uhhhng," I force from my throat in all but a whisper as chill lips encircle me.

Her eyes begin to dart forwards and back as her lips glide over my erection, never breaking thier lock on my own. A cold as the grave togue begins to weave its spell on the head of my penis. My throat too dry to even grunt, my eyes locked on hers that gleam even more brightly.

Helpless, I stand rigid as I am engulfed time and again by her mouth, warming its chill with my own heat of passion. Unable to move. Unable to think of anythign but those eyes. Only able to feel what is happening to my cock as it glides in and out of her mouth as she gains in speed.

Perhaps for a second, perhaps forever, she goes on. I feel my body tighten in its familiar sense of urgency. Never letting herself look away from my eyes. Then as I am reaching the boiling point, lost in her eyes, her mouth, and my own strange passions, I hear again "Yes, now I drink" With that her eyes close and I feel sharp puncture of my manhood. I can not scream. I do however, release in blood and seed into her chill mouth.

I can feel her sucking in earnest. I can feel pain and pleasure. I can feel the coldness of the fog. I can feel her lips and tongue. I can not feel my legs. I can not feel my arms. I can not see.....
 
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