Touching

[Darktouch]

Tender hands roam over you, soft and warm as the sea's thundering waves crash into cool sands of the secluded cove. My touch trails softly enquringly over your curves, round and full under the moon.
Together we wirthe on our blanket as the salt air mixes with the heady musk of your scent. Probing, searching thrusting tongues flicker together softly as I lay you back with a deep wanting kiss.
Gazing into your eyes I see your desire, burning with a heat to match my own and my mouth moves to fill our desperate need.
Over and over I kiss and lick. nibble and sample every delicious curve, every soft inch till I arrive at your womanhood with a flicking burning kiss

 

[Darktouch]

Would you surrender to me? Let me kiss and love and taste you then your back arching, your hips thrusting to my soft kiss?
Allow your eyes to close as I moan softly into you, our bodies joining hip to mouth, burning and yearning under the stars

 

[Cathleen]

You sure can write a lovely scene....

Surrendering to your every touch.....wanting more of the sweetness you bring....the pleasure.... feeling each lick....each kiss.... rising to meet you in every way.... the stars shine upon us......giving us the passion to reach up to them.....

 

[Darktouch]

moving, soft together, warm probing kisses and tender wet caresses as you rise to meet me. Your wetness presses into my mouth as I yearn to taste all of you, to savor your sweet hot excitement.
No wine has ever been finer, more sating. No warmth has ever comforted so well, your scent is in my head now driving me, urging me, more surely than your soft gasps as I press my face into you with savage tenderness, with burning desire.

 

[Cathleen]

oh the exquisiteness of your tongue upon me drives my acent to reach those stars above us..... the delight of your touch.....a lover that gives with each movement.....fully....expertly..... I rise higher....feeling you in my very essence.....yearning for more..... wanting to feel you within me.....filling me with you....ohhhh how wanting I am.

 

[Darktouch]

Tenderly I raise my eyes, I see your breasts heaving. Your teeth flash whitley in the moonlight as they bite your lower lip. I move away cooling you down walking you back from the precipce of your climax.
We have hours

 

[Cathleen]

I see your eyes look to mine, feeling the tenderness, seeing the prettiest thing. As my breath returns and I calm, I whisper "more than hours my love". As we lay with each other, soft caresses and sweet kisses. The light of the moon shining down upon us, bathing us in a glow, a glow we already have between us.

 

[Darktouch]

Basking softly, the cold light of the moon wrapping us gently. The crickets in the dunes serenade in gentle couterpoint to our love making as we reach for each other, fire in our kisses, fire in our touch. Soft skin presses together as slowly I bring you back to simmer, tenderly raising your heat with touch and tongue....

 

[Cathleen]

Your touch indeed rekindles my fire, feeling your kiss upon my lips and your tongue meeting mine. Reaching for you, touching you ever so lightly, like a whisper, feeling the tingle ripple through you and into me. The heat returning to us both, our kiss deepens, growing, tongue meeting tongue eagerly. Hands searching for more, a touch here, yes right there, and I hear you moan. Wanting more, I reach again to take you into my hands, to caress your hardness, running my fingers along and around. The fire heightens yet again.....

 

[Darktouch]

Aching with hunger for your wine my kisses deepen, moving urgently downward, over your neck, nibbling, flickering. Ever downward across your breasts, your stomach, ever lower and more urgent now.

 

[Cathleen]

Craving your touch, your kisses, my body tingles and I spread myself open for you. Hearing my soft moans and hearing your hunger propels us further and deeper into this moment of passion. Sharing each other, touching, loving. My body aches for more of you as my hips rise to meet you at my womanly place.

 

[Darktouch]

Breathing in shallow ragged gasps. I move into you. Circling harder now, suckling at your wonderful wetness. T he liguid fire of your body is flowing freely into my waiting mouth as your scent wraps my probing flickering tongue. I can feel your climax building as I slide slickend fingers into your wet cleft. Hungrily I lick and thrust, greedy for your taste, aching and throbbing as your moans fill my ears. You beging to twitch against my mouth, spasming, quivering.

 

[Cathleen]

oh my!

I can hold myself no longer, your touch, your probing, bringing me to the edge. I must release....into you loving mouth. Feeling myself letting go and go, I feel you. Feel the warmth of your mouth upon me. Shaking still, you reach for me to hold me to a quiet. I cleave to you, slowly returning and reaching my hand to your face, caressing your jaw line, placing my lips on yours. A tender kiss, a loving kiss for your pleasure to me. Deeping my kiss upon you and moving my hand downward, lowering, fingers lightly upon you, until I have your hardness in my hand.

 

[Darktouch]

I moan softly, swelling. The ache is strong insistant in my belly, a fire that burns as our tongues dance and our kiss deepens. More of your kiss is all I can think of now, with my heartbeat pounding in my ears, my pulse drowning out the crash of the surf. Thundering, hammering. My aching desperate mouth slides over yours.

 

[Cathleen]

Never have I been kissed this way, my mind can no longer hold my thoughts, as I moan into your mouth, begging for more. Wanting to be swallowed by you, to be within you, as I want you within me. My hand softly holds you, as our kiss is of more urgency, telling me of the passions we have for each other. Listening only to the sounds of our heartbeats and feeling only your kiss.

 

[Darktouch]

My center throbs now hot under your touch,, harder swelling I seek only release as we we kiss, aching for it but dreading it. Never wanting to let go of the sweet agony I am in now as your mouth seals to mine, our breaths mingling. In and out we breath each other in a furiuous syncopation. I feel you hands stirring on my living steel. I throb in response , moaning into yor mout a silent , wordless plea.

 

[Cathleen]

Breaking our kiss, not wanting to but feeling you grow harder in my hands, leads me downward. I kiss your neck, your chest, and move downward ever more. Seeing your manhood and knowing what I must have, I look to you, wanting to ask, but words have become useless between us. I smile softly and lower my head to your hardness, taking you in my mouth, slowly, just the head, twirling my tongue and tasting you again. I hear nothing but your moan of approval, which propels me deeper onto you. Filling my mouth with you. Hands upon your glans and gently squeezing, rubbing just behind, hearing more moans of delight, wanting to please you as you have done for me, over and over.