The Chill of Passion
She was truly beautiful. If she desired, she could have been a very
successful model, as she had all the physical features as well as the ‘look’. To
spend this night with her was the fulfillment of fantasy, to be able to show her
my affection and enjoy her in all of her glory.
I stroked her silky smooth skin, marveling at its texture. Somehow it reminded
me of the finest silk, but with an even softer, more delicate character. I
cupped her soft cheek in my hand as I gazed into her precious hazel eyes. The
eyes that could melt your soul, literally radiating desire and sexuality on a
subconscious level. I brushed her soft auburn hair from her forehead and kissed
her gently, breathing deep the sensual fragrance of her clean, softly flowing
hair. I kissed her again, this time feeling the warm softness of her perfect
lips. The way she returned my kiss, I could see it in her eyes, I knew she
wanted me to have my way with her, to fulfill my every desire.
Slowly, I kissed my way down her neck, the fragrance of her perfume blending
with her own natural scent. Yes the scent of a pure woman, sensuality and sexual
energy all wrapped into a pheromone driven rush that stimulated my senses like
none before. I began unbuttoning her blouse, kissing her throat and now down to
her chest. I kissed her continuously, feeling her silky skin against my lips as
I studied the way her soft skin was drawn over her bones, her contours melted on
in perfect proportion. While she was tanned, it was more of a glow, the creamy
whiteness of her breasts revealing that it was a natural tan gained while
wearing one of her many sexy bikinis. Her breasts rose like pale orbs of the
rising moon, perfect in proportion and texture, capped by dark nipples that
accented the elegance of her proud form. So soft, so supple they felt in my
hands, how excited I felt knowing how she was enjoying my every touch, feeling
the passion and excitement that she was building within me. I kissed her
nipples, biting them gently in just the way I knew she liked. Yes, I could tell
that she was getting excited. I sucked one, then the other, literally sucking as
much of her into my mouth as I could. Oh, how I wanted to devour her, to melt
with her and become enthralled with her beauty. The smell of her perfume mixed
ever so tantalizingly with the slight salty taste of her twin treasures. I
paused a moment to caress her breasts once more, now shiny from my saliva,
before I resumed my exploitative journey down her exquisite form. I kissed her
breastbone, following it down to the ‘v’ made by the transition from her rib
cage to the softness of her abdomen. I pulled her top completely away from her,
leaving her lying in front of me wearing only thin nylon gym shorts. I took a
moment to caress her hair and gaze into her eyes, thanking her for sharing this
evening, as well as every inch of her perfect female form, with me.
I knew I was lucky. I was captivated with her from the moment I first saw her,
jogging alone down the mountain trail in the golden light of the fading day. Her
shapely legs and exquisite ass told the tale of a young woman who took good care
of herself and worked hard to stay in shape. Her mane of auburn hair drifted
down just past her shoulder blades, trailing in the wind with the bounce and
shine that any shampoo commercial would have given anything to capture. That she
would consent to spending the evening with me, allowing me to experience my
every fantasy with her filled me with great joy, joy that I wanted to transfer
to her with every touch, with every caress.
I laid my head on her belly, feeling the cool softness of her against my face. I
reached up with my hands, feeling every nuance of both her sides, from the
firmness of her rib cage past the silky soft texture of her abdomen to the hard
tips of her hipbone, which lay right at the waistband of her shorts. I sucked
briefly on the small pit of her belly button, noting with amusement that there
was just a bit of lint captured in there. As I nibbled at the waistband of her
shorts, the salty taste of her sweat became more obvious, as it had soaked up
some of her fluids released by the exertion of her jog. I gently kneaded the
flesh of her belly, totally engrossed by the bouncy texture and the way I could
just feel the contours of the entrails that lay hidden beneath. I knew what she
wanted, as I slipped my hands under the elastic waistband, sliding them around
her waist to feel every inch of her. Slowly I worked them down, my hands
brushing against the hair of her pubic patch just under the front of her shorts.
She was wearing white cotton panties, which I slipped off, together with her
shorts. My hands marveled with the silken softness of the sides of her buttocks
as I slid her coverings down past before pulling them completely off of her over
her feet. In a moment, I found myself face to face with her treasure, a treasure
she had chosen to share with me on this special day. The dark tuft of her
partially shaved pubic bush drew me like a magnet to the gap between her shapely
legs.
I buried my face in her, pushing into her abdomen between the peaks of her hips.
Breathing deep, I was trying to inhale her very essence, her unique scent that
radiated from her silken skin. Placing my hands at her waist just above her
hips, I caressed the area where her back transitioned to her shapely buttocks,
sliding my hands along the soft bouncy flesh as I slid my face downward into her
pubis. She had trimmed most of the hair from her bush, leaving a narrow patch
just above her sex. I slid my nostrils through the soft tangle of her pubic hair
as I spread her legs apart to gain full access to her treasured offering. Oh how
silky was the skin of her inner thighs! I had never felt anything so soft, so
smooth, or so supple. Kissing her silken thighs, I moved my attention to the
pink hued folds of skin extending beneath her tuft of hair. I parted the folds
with my tongue, tasting the musky saltiness of her perfect sex, while my nose
was treated to her musky essence mixed with a hint of her urine. Quickly my
tongue found the tight, salty, tunnel leading to her steamy interior. After
sucking on her labia and her clit, I inserted my tongue as far as I could get
into her, getting her completely wet at the same time. I knew she was excited, I
knew she was writhing in the troughs of unleashed passion.
I was so hard, so ready to please her, as I climbed on top of her. I kissed her
soft, pouty lips as I guided my rock hard member inside of her tight hole. I
merged with her, I became one with her and her with me as I trust into her with
an animalistic energy. I hugged her, I kissed her, I squeezed her close as I
trust faster and faster until I could not stand it anymore. We rolled to the
side and I licked my index finger and inserted it as far as I could reach into
her tight anus, literally feeling myself thrusting just a few layers of skin
away. I pushed as hard and as deep as I could up her most private hole, as I
exploded in a primal orgasm, literally feeling as if my testicles were going to
implode into the tight receptacle for my passionate seed.
Totally spent, I rested, cuddling close with my improbable lover. I held her
body tenderly, telling her how much I loved her and her wonderful she felt. If I
could have crawled inside of her I would have, but I had to settle for the pure
passion of our embrace.
All good things must come to an end, and this was no exception. I dressed and
told her it was time for me to go. I gave her one final kiss and hug, thanking
her again for fulfilling my fantasies for the evening.
As I walked away, I stopped and looked back at her, her pale corpse laying
spread eagled on her back. She was so beautiful, her nubile young body a studied
contrast to the leave-covered blanket and brush surrounding her cooling form.
Yes, I was indeed lucky to have come upon such an attractive young girl jogging
alone in this secluded area. With any luck, it would be many months before
anyone discovered her remains, hidden in the ravine, while at the same time I
knew I would always remember our special evening together. It was the best I had
ever had and made me look forward to the next one even more.
Copyright by Me2u1time (2002).