callalilly14
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i got some complaints about the way i posted last time, so im here to try again...please read my story and any comments/critiques are much appreciated.
thx-
callalilly14
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Mountains
It is a cool evening in the mountains above the town of Mammoth. The trees sway in the light breeze as if performing an intimate dance with the night's sky. Above the trees in the sky the stars have just begun to unveil themselves from the darkness, casting a soft glow on everything its light touches. They are sitting in front of the blazing campfire he built, taking in its warmth. The two of them have been best friends for as long as they can remember and until recently that’s all they had been. They were still just friends when they planned this camping trip only a few months ago. Since then things have changed, his feelings for her grew until he could no longer be “just friends”, he asked her out and to his surprise she said yes. Now they are best friends and lovers, the best of both worlds.
Tonight he is sitting behind her, his arms wrapped contentedly across her chest and shoulders. Thinking of what he has in store for her, he smiles. She senses him shift his body and asks “What?” he replies in a sultry voice “Nothing, just thinking, thinking about how beautiful you are.” His face is resting on the top of her head and he can smell the sweet scent of her hair. He kisses the top of her head and squeezes her tighter in his arms and wonders how he caught such a girl. The two of them are quiet, enjoying the crackling of the logs and each others company. She thinks to herself how something this perfect could be true, could happen to her, but realizes that it doesn’t really matter, she has the man of her dreams, and he loves her the way she loves him. Together they sit there for what seems like eternity until the fire is little more than a few red-hot embers in the pit. He stands and easily lifts her to her feet. He takes her in his arms again and leads her to their tent.
She is surprised and delighted when he pulls back the door she feasts her eyes upon a delicate bed of fresh rose petals, yellow ones with red tips, her favorite. The smell is intoxicating as he takes her hand and leads her into the tent. She sinks to the floor and rests while he removes his clothes. She looks up at him with loving eyes and admires his strong body, it is absolutely gorgeous, his strong arms and defined back. When he finishes he reaches down, clasps her hand in his, and pulls her up. She looks into his piercingly clear blue eyes and sees that familiar devilish-knowing look as he tenderly removes her jeans and her shirt exposing the soft flesh to the crisp night air. Usually she is very modest and self-conscious but with him she feels free, she trusts him, trusts him with all her heart, trusts him not to hurt her, knowing he never will. Goosebumps form on her exposed skin from the contact and the cool night air and she shivers.
He takes her hand in his, brings it to his lips and delicately kisses the tips of her finders. He releases her hand and his arms reach behind her and unclasp her satin bra, leaving her clad in only her panties. They are so close she can feel his warm breath on her shoulder and he can feel her heart beating in a steady rhythm. It is this feeling, the feeling of closeness and comfort with each other that first drew them together. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, lightly at first then again with a little more passion, this time he kisses back. Each time they kiss there is a surge of electricity between them. He lies down and pulls her to him. She continues kissing him; her kisses begin to stray to his jaw line and neck. He can feel her nose brush against his ear. The hair on the back of his neck stands up from the tender caress. She grazes the edge of his ear with her lips and slowly takes it into her mouth and nibbles delicately at the lobe. A soft moan escapes from his lips, and his breathing quickens. She releases his ear from the torture, but not before blowing lightly upon it, causing him to gasp yet again. His hands grip her arms, gently but with much urgency, revealing to her the pleasure he is feeling.
Her skilled lips and tongue begin to meander, leaving a delicious trail down his neck to his collarbone and chest. She can feel him breathe a little faster and a little deeper now, taking in all the sensations she is creating. While she kisses and licks at his collarbone her hand slowly travels down his chest to his bellybutton. A gasp is heard when her finger first makes contact with the sensitive skin around his bellybutton. Gently she circles and flicks his bellybutton with her fingers, driving him crazy. He moans, it is slight but still audible. She hears it and takes satisfaction in knowing the fact that he is enjoying himself so fully.
She moves and straddles him, with her knees at his hips and her hands on his chest he cannot move, and does not try to. She returns her love and attention to his ears and kisses them, and then again she nibbles on them. Now his soft moaning is almost constant and she can feel his hardness between her legs. His hands move to her sides and he holds her there, his strong hands on her soft skin, he loosens his grip and slides his hands to her nipples. The contact is unexpected and she jumps. Her hands are not stationary on his body but moving ever so lightly across his chest, getting closer and closer to his nipples. He moves when she touches them, circling around and intermittently flicking her fingertips across them. Her lips and hands exchange places. She runs her fingertips through his hair and across his neck as she kisses, and sucks on his now hard nipples. It is too much, all at once his body becomes ridged and his breathing becomes sporadic, but she does not stop, on the contrary, she moves faster and with more urgency than before. He convulses, small tremors course through his body as he released all the tension she has built-up within him. She stops and he lies there, spent, until the aftershocks subside.
When he regains his senses, he looks over at her and smiles, and then he kisses her softly on the forehead. He rolls her onto her back and sits astride her almost bare body, preventing any escape. He looks down on her and marvels at her eyes, they are what drew him in to begin with, those deep blue-green eyes that reveal her soul. When she looks into his eyes she can see within them a look of contentment and one of mischief. His lips come down to meet hers and they kiss. She feels his hand trace a line from her wrist to her neck where he caresses her ear with his fingertips. He moves his mouth to her ear and gently blows warm air across it. She reaches around his neck and pulls his head closer to hers. He nips at her ear causing her breathing to deepen. Again he nibbles at her ear but this time he lingers a little and licks her ear up and down.
Now she can feel his hands on her sides, tracing small circles and swirls on her tender skin. It tickles, but in a sensuous, luxurious way. He slides his hands up her sides and brushes them along the outer edge of her breasts. His thumbs inch closer each time he moves his hands. They travel across her nipples and she gasps. They are kissing again and she sucks harder on his lower lip every time he grazes across them. One of his hands slides down her torso and lights upon her bellybutton. He is already driving her crazy with delight and her hips buck ever so slightly at the contact. Caressing her bellybutton, he flicks his finger across it and pushes gently inward, making her whimper in pleasure.
He licks a trail down from her lips and ear to her nipples. He circles them, teasing her with his lips and tongue. He gets close, but doesn’t actually touch them. She can barely hold onto her sanity as he teases her, her hips are moving more now and she is breathing heavily. Quickly and without warning he wraps his lips around her nipple and sucks on it flicking it with his tongue. She cannot withstand the torture anymore, she lets out a moan and her body quivers with pleasure. He doesn’t stop; he continues to thrill her with his touch on her ears and neck, nipples and bellybutton. She has not one orgasm but several all linked together, all fueled by him. He stops and kisses her lips gently and lies down beside her, placing one hand on her stomach and caressing her where her panties meet her skin with the other. He quietly lies there while she quakes and quivers with aftershocks. They are both spent now and they lay there, curled up together, his arms around her. She smiles knowing he must be smiling to, though she cannot see him and they slip gently off into blissful sleep.
thx-
callalilly14
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mountains
It is a cool evening in the mountains above the town of Mammoth. The trees sway in the light breeze as if performing an intimate dance with the night's sky. Above the trees in the sky the stars have just begun to unveil themselves from the darkness, casting a soft glow on everything its light touches. They are sitting in front of the blazing campfire he built, taking in its warmth. The two of them have been best friends for as long as they can remember and until recently that’s all they had been. They were still just friends when they planned this camping trip only a few months ago. Since then things have changed, his feelings for her grew until he could no longer be “just friends”, he asked her out and to his surprise she said yes. Now they are best friends and lovers, the best of both worlds.
Tonight he is sitting behind her, his arms wrapped contentedly across her chest and shoulders. Thinking of what he has in store for her, he smiles. She senses him shift his body and asks “What?” he replies in a sultry voice “Nothing, just thinking, thinking about how beautiful you are.” His face is resting on the top of her head and he can smell the sweet scent of her hair. He kisses the top of her head and squeezes her tighter in his arms and wonders how he caught such a girl. The two of them are quiet, enjoying the crackling of the logs and each others company. She thinks to herself how something this perfect could be true, could happen to her, but realizes that it doesn’t really matter, she has the man of her dreams, and he loves her the way she loves him. Together they sit there for what seems like eternity until the fire is little more than a few red-hot embers in the pit. He stands and easily lifts her to her feet. He takes her in his arms again and leads her to their tent.
She is surprised and delighted when he pulls back the door she feasts her eyes upon a delicate bed of fresh rose petals, yellow ones with red tips, her favorite. The smell is intoxicating as he takes her hand and leads her into the tent. She sinks to the floor and rests while he removes his clothes. She looks up at him with loving eyes and admires his strong body, it is absolutely gorgeous, his strong arms and defined back. When he finishes he reaches down, clasps her hand in his, and pulls her up. She looks into his piercingly clear blue eyes and sees that familiar devilish-knowing look as he tenderly removes her jeans and her shirt exposing the soft flesh to the crisp night air. Usually she is very modest and self-conscious but with him she feels free, she trusts him, trusts him with all her heart, trusts him not to hurt her, knowing he never will. Goosebumps form on her exposed skin from the contact and the cool night air and she shivers.
He takes her hand in his, brings it to his lips and delicately kisses the tips of her finders. He releases her hand and his arms reach behind her and unclasp her satin bra, leaving her clad in only her panties. They are so close she can feel his warm breath on her shoulder and he can feel her heart beating in a steady rhythm. It is this feeling, the feeling of closeness and comfort with each other that first drew them together. She wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, lightly at first then again with a little more passion, this time he kisses back. Each time they kiss there is a surge of electricity between them. He lies down and pulls her to him. She continues kissing him; her kisses begin to stray to his jaw line and neck. He can feel her nose brush against his ear. The hair on the back of his neck stands up from the tender caress. She grazes the edge of his ear with her lips and slowly takes it into her mouth and nibbles delicately at the lobe. A soft moan escapes from his lips, and his breathing quickens. She releases his ear from the torture, but not before blowing lightly upon it, causing him to gasp yet again. His hands grip her arms, gently but with much urgency, revealing to her the pleasure he is feeling.
Her skilled lips and tongue begin to meander, leaving a delicious trail down his neck to his collarbone and chest. She can feel him breathe a little faster and a little deeper now, taking in all the sensations she is creating. While she kisses and licks at his collarbone her hand slowly travels down his chest to his bellybutton. A gasp is heard when her finger first makes contact with the sensitive skin around his bellybutton. Gently she circles and flicks his bellybutton with her fingers, driving him crazy. He moans, it is slight but still audible. She hears it and takes satisfaction in knowing the fact that he is enjoying himself so fully.
She moves and straddles him, with her knees at his hips and her hands on his chest he cannot move, and does not try to. She returns her love and attention to his ears and kisses them, and then again she nibbles on them. Now his soft moaning is almost constant and she can feel his hardness between her legs. His hands move to her sides and he holds her there, his strong hands on her soft skin, he loosens his grip and slides his hands to her nipples. The contact is unexpected and she jumps. Her hands are not stationary on his body but moving ever so lightly across his chest, getting closer and closer to his nipples. He moves when she touches them, circling around and intermittently flicking her fingertips across them. Her lips and hands exchange places. She runs her fingertips through his hair and across his neck as she kisses, and sucks on his now hard nipples. It is too much, all at once his body becomes ridged and his breathing becomes sporadic, but she does not stop, on the contrary, she moves faster and with more urgency than before. He convulses, small tremors course through his body as he released all the tension she has built-up within him. She stops and he lies there, spent, until the aftershocks subside.
When he regains his senses, he looks over at her and smiles, and then he kisses her softly on the forehead. He rolls her onto her back and sits astride her almost bare body, preventing any escape. He looks down on her and marvels at her eyes, they are what drew him in to begin with, those deep blue-green eyes that reveal her soul. When she looks into his eyes she can see within them a look of contentment and one of mischief. His lips come down to meet hers and they kiss. She feels his hand trace a line from her wrist to her neck where he caresses her ear with his fingertips. He moves his mouth to her ear and gently blows warm air across it. She reaches around his neck and pulls his head closer to hers. He nips at her ear causing her breathing to deepen. Again he nibbles at her ear but this time he lingers a little and licks her ear up and down.
Now she can feel his hands on her sides, tracing small circles and swirls on her tender skin. It tickles, but in a sensuous, luxurious way. He slides his hands up her sides and brushes them along the outer edge of her breasts. His thumbs inch closer each time he moves his hands. They travel across her nipples and she gasps. They are kissing again and she sucks harder on his lower lip every time he grazes across them. One of his hands slides down her torso and lights upon her bellybutton. He is already driving her crazy with delight and her hips buck ever so slightly at the contact. Caressing her bellybutton, he flicks his finger across it and pushes gently inward, making her whimper in pleasure.
He licks a trail down from her lips and ear to her nipples. He circles them, teasing her with his lips and tongue. He gets close, but doesn’t actually touch them. She can barely hold onto her sanity as he teases her, her hips are moving more now and she is breathing heavily. Quickly and without warning he wraps his lips around her nipple and sucks on it flicking it with his tongue. She cannot withstand the torture anymore, she lets out a moan and her body quivers with pleasure. He doesn’t stop; he continues to thrill her with his touch on her ears and neck, nipples and bellybutton. She has not one orgasm but several all linked together, all fueled by him. He stops and kisses her lips gently and lies down beside her, placing one hand on her stomach and caressing her where her panties meet her skin with the other. He quietly lies there while she quakes and quivers with aftershocks. They are both spent now and they lay there, curled up together, his arms around her. She smiles knowing he must be smiling to, though she cannot see him and they slip gently off into blissful sleep.
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