The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep

Vespiris

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Its late and when I lean back from my homework to stretch something pops, reminding me exactly how long I've been sitting here. The Thermodymanics won't do itself, but I'll be damned if its making any more sence now than it was an hour ago.

Thunder rolls across the sky and I smile slowly. I love the rain. Perfect study break. The life of a high powered college student has a few pleasures. I'm no sorority slut, no drunk, no pothead, I work hard. But if I want to go wandering at 3 AM in the rain there is no one to stop me.

In merely a tank top and some boxers I head out, (it's 3 AM, who'll see to care?) I snag sandals and my hoodie as an after thought. The rain is just beginning, hissing in the hush of the quiet residentail area I live in. I head for the big old overgrown park nearby.

As the rain patters down I laugh to myself, pulling my waist length wavy blonde hair down from its bun and shaking it out with my fingers. Lightning flashes purple across the sky and I stand still at the edge of the trees. Suddenly I have too much energy and I fly down one path and up another, wild and free.

Its raining hard when I pause in a grassy clearing half out of breath, but sated for the moment. Closing my eyes, sliping out of my shoes and jacket, and raising my arms to the sky I spin, feeling the water pelt my eyelids, hands, arms, plastering my clothes to my long, softly curving body. For this moment I am free, Nature's child, one with the storm...and soaked to the skin.

I hear your soft laugh and startle. I realize what I must look like, and try to cover myself where my clothes are failing. I step backward and try to regain some composure, try to hide the wild laughing spirit that was dancing here a moment ago under my usual seriousness. "Uh..Good evening...?"

OOC: I really don't have a plan for this, though I would like a dominant male counterpart to come educate my repressed student. I'm willing to play off of whatever shows up though.
 
I was trapped outside in the rain. I was trying to finish my late night jog, when the shower hit. I stood under a tree, trying to get as much relief from the rain as possible. When you came walking through the rain. All I have is my windbreaker and jogging shorts for cover. I watch if fascination as you dance in the rain. I can't help but laugh a little, when you are startled out of your reverie. Your soaking wet clothes leave little to the imagination and I step out when you say "Uh..good evening..." I manage to say " Hello there. Uh..... are you trying to save water?"
 
This brings a laugh as I try to swipe more of my bedraggled hair out of my face.
"No, not really, I just like the rain. It's a de-stresser." I retrive my sweater and shoes and look you up and down. The sweater is really too wet to put on, so I hold it to my chest, trying to put something between your eyes and my obviously hardening nipples.

I step toward you, holding out one long fingered hand. "Well, my name is Kate. Do you really jog this late at night? Or just wear the clothes?"
 
Steve

She laughs at my comment, as she wipes away her long blonde hair from her eyes. She says " No really, I just like the rain. It's a de-stresser." She bends over to get her sweater and shoes. I can't help but notice the lines of her body, long legs, rounded buttocks. She turns and looks me up and down. Her nipples are hard and erect. She puts the wet sweater over her chest, obviously noticing my staring at her chest. She steps forward and introduces herself. She offers a long-fingered hand and asks " Do you really jog this late at night? Or just wear the clothes?" I laugh at her line and introduce myself " Hi, I am Steve. Yes, I really do jog at night. And I have to wear clothes, otherwise I would arrested for indecent exposure." Our handshake lasted a second longer and I realized that it was still raining pretty hard. I pulled her under the windbreaker and said " No sense in both of us getting soaked to the skin." Our bodies were almost touching each other's. I smiled and said " This could last a while, perhaps we should find someplace where we could get out of the rain."
 
He made me laugh again and shook my hand. I didn't realise how cold I was until his warm fingers enveloped mine. The heat sent a mild shock through my cool skin, catching me off guard until he had drawn me close to him, under his windbreaker. My usual policy would be to pull away, I try to take care of myself for the most part. But I'm cold and its warmer here, so near him.

"This could last a while, perhaps we should find someplace where we could get out of the rain."

His breath warms my cheek. Yea, its probably time to go in. I look around at the trees and decide that I don't recognise them. Looking around more, I don't even really know which path I came down to get here from the several in the clearing.

"That would be wonderful, do you know of one?I...I think I might be lost." I blush fiercely, so much for independance. I curl my arms around my sodden jacket, trying to offset the smal rush of fear that comes in responce to knowing that I am wet, cold, and lost in the woods standing closer to a stranger than I have been to another human being since the term started. The shifting brings me to brush my forearm against his chest. He's solid and warm, and for an instant I fight the desire to press myself close to him. The cold must be going to my head. I should really find a place to get warm.

I grin "Yea, we should find someplace..."
 
Steve

She looks around and asks me if I know of anyplace to warm up. She realizes she is lost. Her forearm brushes up against my chest. I feel the heat from her body, standing so close to me. I fight the urge to hold her close. I realize she is shaking from the rain and having on so little clothes. I look around and say " Yeah, my house is not that far from here. We will have to dodge the raindrops." I look her in the eyes and smile. She is shivering, goose bumps forming on her arms and legs. I drop my windbreaker over her shoulders and say " I 'd better get you out of the rain and get something warm into you soon." My hands rest on her shoulders for a moment longer than necessary. I can feel her almost failing into my arms. I look up to see than the rain has tapered off a litttle. I look back at her and ask " Are you ready?"
 
His house is nearby, what am I getting myself into? Can't be any worse than freezing to death. I can take care of myself, I'm sure.

" I 'd better get you out of the rain and get something warm into you soon."

There's a double meaning there I try to ignore as his hands cup my shoulders through the thin windbreaker. I feel his heart beat once, twice ... the feeling of warmpth and support makes my knees go weak and I sway a little under his palms. He steps away and the feeling of absence is electric.

The rain is beginning to fall silent, occassional spatters from the trees mar the quiet night. "Are you ready?"

I nod in response and follow him through the unfamiliar woods, trying to find some idea of where I am and how to get home.

We make small talk along the way while I try to keep my teeth from chattering. I reveal that I'm a student at the local university and he tells me bit about his life. "Its not far now" he reassures me as I pull his jacket tighter around me. I see a few streetlights as we walk out of the trees and into the backyard of a large house.

"Is this where you live?" I ask as he takes my hand again and guides me...
 
Steve

She nods her head and follows me. I lead her to my house. She tells me that she is a University student. I tell her that I am buisness man, recently divorced. I work in advertising. I see she is getting colder and reassure her that " It's not far now." We make our way out of the trees and into the backyard of my house. She looks at the house and asks " Is this where you live?" I take her hand and say " Yes, this is it." I guide her up to the backdoor. I take my keys and open the door. I point to the upstairs and suggest that she go on up and change into some dry clothes. I will make some hot tea in the meantime. I get out the kettle and pour some water into it and place it on the stove. I go back into the master bedroom and begin to change out of my shoes and wet shorts.
 
Following hi directions I wander up the stairs to find a spare room with some clothes in the closet. I search through the closet and dresser trying to find something that will fit decently. I end up with a large sweater that hangs off my fingers and to the middle of my thighs. I debate trying on what has to be some of his ex's underwear, she had some nice stuff... but the idea other people's panties is kind of weird. But it's better than going downstairs open to the world. I select a black satin and lace pair that looks devestating against my pale skin and shaply ass.

I find a bathroom and grab a towel to massage some of the water out of my hair, before it drips all over my dry clothes. My skin is beginning to feel warm and tingly as it dries. I catch a view of myself in the mirror and smile. I try to smooth back my wild half ringlets and admire how my large, firm breasts curve under the sweater. Pulling the sweater up I nibble my lower lip and bask in the pride of my long legs and the amazing effect of the black lace panties. A slight whistle comes from downstairs. I turn a bit and frown at the imperfections, a scar from a child hood surgery, a softness developing over my hard stomach...I have to get back to the gym. With a sigh I smooth the sweater back over my thighs and turn to the door.

And see him standing there watching me, smiling. I feel the color rise to my cheeks and I look away. After an uncomfortable silence, we both start talking at once.

"I..um...borrowed some of your wife's things... I...hope that's...well I don't have any like...um...so I was just"
"I was just coming to see ... the tea's done... no, they look wonderful on...that's not what... I mean..."

I met his eyes and feel every inch of my skin on fire, as if I wasn't wearing enough to keep his eyes from me, and wearing all too much, all at once. I can't seem to get enough air, and the sensation of my sensitive nipples brushing against the fabric of the sweater seems to burn. I have to look away again.

"It's alright" he says. He tips my chin up and forces me too look at him, stroking my hair away from my face. "How about some tea?"

Half of me screams TEA?!? but is quickly subdued by the rational protion of my mind.

"I think that would be nice, thanks." He tells me where the dryer is for my own clothes and we head downstrairs for some tea.
 
OOC: sorry for the pause, I was out all day today. Work and school kicking my ass.
 
Steve

I changed into some gym shorts and headed upstairs to find out how Kate was making out in finding some clothes. She was in the bathroom with an oversized sweater and just a hint of my ex's black satin panties. I can't help but stare and smile. At that moment the kettle sounds for the tea and she turns and sees me. We both try talking at the same time. She says she borrowed some of wife's things and I tell that they look wonderful on. She looks away and I walk up to her and lift her chin up so she has to look at me and I say " It's alright. " I brush away her hair that has fallen in her eyes and say " Would you like some tea?" All I can think of is how great she looks in black satin panties. I had bought a lot of lingerie for my ex-wife, garters, stockings and satin or lace bra and panties. All I can picture in my mind is how Kate would look in them now. I vaguely hear say " That would nice, thanks." I tell her where the dryer is, so her clothes can start to dry. I follow downstairs, admiring the view from behind, and tell her I will get the tea ready. I go into the kitchen and make the tea. She comes out of the pantry and walks into the living room. I can see her breasts rise and fall with each step. I pour her a cup of tea and ask " Is dancing in the rain, the only way you try to relieve stress? I find massages are great way to relax."
 
Kate

" Is dancing in the rain, the only way you try to relieve stress? I find massages are great way to relax."

The idea of him massaging my body fills me with heat, flowing from my crotch outward. I close my eyes briefly until the swell backs off and take a sip of tea to cover my reaction.

"Dancing in the rain is more of a vent, but massages are wonderful, aren't they? When done well."

I flash a coy grin and drink more tea.
 
Steve

She replies " That dancing is more a vent, but massages are wonderful. When well done." She flashes a knowing smile and drinks more of her tea. I look her in the eyes and ask " I would love to give you a massage, if you are willing? I even have some scented oil to use, Lilac I believe." The thought of my running my hands over her body flashes through my mind, that I do not hear her reply. Startled, I focus back on her again. I ask " I'm sorry, what did you say?"
 
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I laugh happily and repeat my answer.

"That would be wonderful! I said"

A soft light filled his eyes as he took my hand and led me to the master bedroom. I turned my back to him in an attempt at modesty while I took the sweater off and lay on my stomach on the bed.

Peering over my shoulder I saw that he was just watching me, not moving, sweeping his eyes up my long legs to the borrowed black panties, up the long curve of my back to the wild mass of loose damp curls that were flowing across his pillow. Finally he met my eyes and smiled.

As I blushed I heard him open a drawer and walk back toward the bed, his weight settling next to me. I watched him warm some oil in the palm of his hand as the scent of lilac filled the room. His dry hand pulled all of my hair off my back, brushing it up and to the side of my head as the hand with the oil tipped and dribbled oil across my shoulders.

He started gently at first, just rubbing the oil into my skin, but soon began to deeply massage my muscles, his strong hands roaming along my body, my neck, arms, shoulders, spine, ribcage, hips...

I was delighted, blissfully happy and zoningout in the warmpth and pleasure of his touch. I felt decadent as he moved lower to my thighs and calves and feet until all of my body that he could reach had been coated with a light sheen of oil and fully relaxed under his strong, capable hands.

I closed my eyes and just relaxed, hardly noticing when he stopped, leaving my skin tingling.

I purred. "I owe you one...anything I can do to repay that debt?" My voice was so low and relaxed it was almost slurred.

"Just keep your eyes closed"
 
steve

Startled, I realized she had accepted my offer. I lead her into the master bedroom, and turning away she removed the bulky sweater and layed down on the bed on her stomach. I watched her slowly, trying to take in every inch of her lucious body and flowing hair. I got a bottle of scented oil, Lilac, and began to prepare one hand with oil. I moved her hair from her back and pushed it to on side. My other let oil drip through my fingers and splash upon her back. I rubbed oil all over the back of her body, neck, shoulders, spine, ribcage, hips and arms. I massaged her thighs nad legs and feet, covering them with oil as well. She went completely limp, as her body relaxed. I stopped and she replied sleepily "I owe you one......anything I can do to repay the debt?"
" Just keep your eyes closed." I moved to climb on top of her, my hips straddling hers. I pressed both hands into the small of her back and slowly slid forward. As they reached her neck, I knew she could feel my hardening cock press against the cheeks of her ass. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear " You smell delicious.' At that moment I nipped her earlobe with my teeth and began to kiss her neck.
 
I felt his weight settle on my with an unmistakeable protrusion mere fabric away from the taut muscle of my ass.

His teeth on my earlobe brought back the heat that had been simmering in me since he touched me first, his lips on my skin stirring dormant lusts. I tensed when I realised that his hands had slipped up my arms to pin my wrists. Even if I had wanted to, I couldn't shake him off. He was gentle but insistant. Again the fear peasure mix washed over me, making me writhe a bit. Somewhere in the midst of trying to figure out what to do, I discovered that I was very, very aroused and probably soaking the borrowed panties if not the bed.

I remained still and silent, arching to let him go where he wished.
 
Steve

I slipped my hands under her arms and pinned her wrists. I felt her tense up when I did this and I whipsered in her ear " Relax, trust me. I will take you to a heighten awareness of sexual pleasure. Just let me take you there." With that, I flicked my tongue across her earlobe and gently sucked the end into my mouth and teased it with my teeth. I felt her arch her back, as her ass pressed against my now rock-hard cock.
I kissed the back of her neck, the taste of Lilac oil mixing in with my saliva. I spread her hands apart and massaged her shoulders as I made my way down her spine, leaving wet kisses on her spine. I slowly inched my way down her back. Finally, I was at the small of her back and began to slip the soaking wet panties off her hips and slide then down her legs.
I pulled them free of her body and began to kiss my way up her left calf. I gently pushed her legs apart and grabbed both ankles and slowly pulled her body to the end of the bed. She was lying half-on and half-off the bed, her hips just at the edge. Kneeling behind her, I licked my way up to her soaking wet pussy. I could see her clit sticking out and both lips dripping with her juices. As my tongue slid across her wetness, I could hear a soft moan from up on the bed. My tongue slid between her lips and the end flicked teasingly across her clit, causing another moan from up on the bed. I continued if this fashion, sliding up and down and teasing her clit. I can hear her breathing increasing, as the wave of orgasm builds up inside her. I point my tongue and drive inside her wetness. I can feel her pushing her hips against my face to meet the thrust of my tongue. I hear what best can be described as a low growl, as I feel her juices cascade over my tongue.
I look up at her and she is lying on the bed eyes closed, a coy smile on her face. I hear what sounds like "mmmoorreee" in a low voice.
 
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Never. Never in my life. Has anyone. Anyone done *that* to me. For me. I try to find words to express thanks, describe, share the power and wonder of what I'm feeling. I can't, my mouth doesn't work, my mind doesn't work it only basks in this glow, this gift.

And then the hunger kicks in, I never want to leave this new and shining place he has taken me too. I want. I need.

"mmmoorreee"

Talking sucks. I try to move to touch him, but he is already touching me, caressing my thighs and back. Leaving tracers to sensation in the wake of his fingers. I want to be where he wants me. I want him to take me, anywhere as long as it is here.

I want. I find my hot fingers running across his skin and my mouth hungry for his. My legs are wrapped around him and I'm writhing against his ready hardness like a wanton slut. At this moment I am.

He disentangles himself, pushing me gently away and I cry out in frustration. What have I done wrong?

"Not yet." He smiles "What will do for me?"

Anything. Tell me and I will. I try to keep the hunger from my voice "Anything." I failed. I am his to command and he knows it.
 
Steve

I pause for a moment of air and she cries out in frustration. She tries to reach for me, as my fingers trace along the inside of her thighs. She wraps her legs around me. I gently break free of her legs and say " Not yet. What will you do for me?" She replies in a desperate hungry voice " Anything."
" Good. You now belong to me, Kate. Body and soul, to do with as I please. Do you understand?" Without waiting for a reply, I lifted her up by the hips, so her knees would fall on the bed. Now, she was kneeling on the bed, her head down on the bed and her ass up in the air. I began to lick her wet pussy again, my tongue flicking across her hard clit. I waited for the response that would tell me she was mine.
 
"You now belong to me, Kate. Body and soul, to do with as I please. Do you understand?"

What am I getting myself into? He returned to the wonderful torture of licking my clit. I could live with a lot of that. His words re-echoed in my mind.

"You now belong to me, Kate"

I was never much of one for possession. It always drove me nuts when a guy thought he could control me.

"Body and soul, to do with as I please. "

My body loved what he pleased. Even now I was hungry for him. I had said anything. I may have even meant it.

"Do you understand?"

"I do" My voice cracked. I turned my head and swallowed. "I understand." I still sounded small and far away. I felt his teeth nip over my clit before he pulled away.

"Then cum for me again. Now."

I was confused as I felt my body respond, even more powerfully than the last, shuddering through my frame in obediance to him.
 
Steve

" I do." I heard in a cracking voice. She turned her head and swallowed " I understand." I nipped at her clit with my teeth, after hearing the words that told me she was mine.
I looked up at her and said " Then cum for me again.Now." I sucked hard on her swollen clit, my tongue dancing across it in my mouth. Once again, I felt a wave of wetness flow past my mouth. I lapped at her soaking wet pussy, her juices flowing out in spurts. At last, the flow subsided somewhat and I stood up. I walked to the side of the bed and told her " Now, it is my turn." I kneeled on the bed, my hard cock standing erect inches from her face. I looked down into her eyes and said " Kate, I will cum in your mouth. I will cum in your pussy. And, I will cum in your ass. For being so good, tonight I will let you choose the order in which I will cum inside you." I gently brushed back the hair that had fallen in her face. Smiling at her I said " Which do you choose first?"
 
I smile happily and laughingly run my tongue up his shaft. I pull the tip into my mouth and suck on it lightly, teasing the small wet point of my tongue over the tip of his cock in soft flickers of patterns. Slowly pulling from him I meet his eyes again and smile coyly.

"Guess which one I want first."

I allow him no time before I return to pulling his cock deeper into my mouth, always toying, but slightly more seriously now. I caress his thighs with my hands and slip soft fingers around his balls, trailing the backs of my nails up his shaft with an occasional florish.
 
Steve

She smiles up at me and runs her tongue up the shaft and sucks the tip of the head into her mouth. I can feel her tongue flicking the the head of my cock. She replies " Guess which one I want first."
Before I can respond, she takes me deeper into her mouth. I feel her fingertips on my balls and her nails as they slide up the shaft of my cock.
I throw my head back and close my eyes, as the sensation of her wonderful mouth around my cock fills my brain. I can only make a "mmmm" sound, unable to speak. I begin to thrust my cock upwards to meet the downward movement of her mouth. Already, I can feel my orgasm building up inside me.
 
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