:: stripped ::

:: Sunday, September 21, 2003 ::

i dream of him at night. i dream that he rests behind me, his arm slung around me, casually claiming me as his. i dream that i feel his breath on my neck and hear him snoring softly in my ear. when i have this dream, my sleep feels deeper, more satisfying. and then i wake up, and my bed feels strangely empty.
:: 4:45 PM [+] ::
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i awoke to feel his fingers grasping my hips, his breath in between my legs as he slid them over his shoulders. slowly, softly, he licked the edges of my lower lips before closing his mouth around my clit and gently suckling. as his mouth danced around my clit and lips, my hips began to rock gently and i floated between sleep and dream. one of his hands slipped up to cup my breast and squeeze my nipple - quick, hard, enough to get my attention and make me want more. i moaned and leaned into his hand as he kneaded my tit.

when he removed his palm, i groaned, already missing his touch. but he trailed his fingers down my body, until they joined his mouth at my pussy. even though our arrangement stipulated that we were equal partners, that we would both demand and take nothing but sex, i could feel myself beginning to cave to his desire for more.

"please," i begged.

he laughed softly and dipped the tip of his pinky finger into my wet body.

"more," i demanded. he shook his head, trailing his nose along my cleft. i was close to the edge. i knew that one deep imitation of sex, one imagined thrust of his cock, would push me into oblivion. he spread my lips with his fingers and gently ran his teeth along my clit. pleasure-pain filled me, and my whole body shuddered. i could feel my pussy beginning to pulse, grasping for something hard and heavy to fill it. my eyes met his, and i could feel my body surrendering. i murmured his name and watched his eyes flash with heat. "yes, more," i whispered, "i'll give you more."

he placed a soft kiss at the juncture of my thighs, then, with my legs over his shoulders, leaving me entirely vulnerable to him, he slid up my body and molded his mouth to mine. "you're mine," he said. "i'm yours," I agreed. and then he was in me, deeper than he'd ever been. and i knew sex between us would never be the same again.
:: 11:34 AM [+] ::
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