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Memories of Love
I remember it like it was a dream, of something real to only my heart’s mind. I was surrounded by people I knew but forgot, in an area strange but familiar. Then as suddenly as the crowd became my prison you came to free me, your hands met mine and electricity surged through me awakening my senses and heart. You pulled me from my prison of those who know my face but not my soul and brought me to your paradise. I looked around and felt love, a place of romance and relief, a place where we can be without the scrutiny of others, our own oasis of freedom. And as we held hands my dick began to rise for what may come. I pulled you close to me and your scent told me of your needs, your need to be touched, tasted, watched, and heard. Your hips rocked back and forth to your heart beat, I continued to taste your neck and lips learning your rhythm and following your moans. You pressed closer against my hips, causing my dick to ache with anticipation and desire you more. I spun you around and looked deep into your soul, you stared back into mines, and I felt heat from within. I was on fire, my soul was a blazed, intense heat raged me and made me mad with passion. I went back to your lips and fused our tongues to one, my hands moved over your body searching for your hidden trail of ecstasy, stopping on your breasts and ass, massaging, causing your well to over run. The closer my hands came to your well the warmer your body became, your flame began to rage out of control, we were in danger being consumed by it, and in the fire we became it’s kindling, our desire it’s fuel, we were on the verge of loosing ourselves in lust, to become it’s victims and burn to ash, two separate individuals searching for our own ecstasy, a meaningless and heat FUCK. I felt my body gone, my mind lost, and my soul afraid, I heard a strong drum in my ear, our hearts began to beat as one, our rhythm became synced, we regained the moment, and our flames under control, our souls began to dance with one another. My fingers found there way between her legs, playing with her pearl, rubbing and pressing it, her breath became shorter, I felt your pulse and heard your cries, I followed your directions and took you to bliss, your orgasm rushed through you like a wave, engulfing you and leaving your mind numb and body soaked. Your knees gave out and I laid you back, undressing you, watching her joy wash over you, that same joy became mine as your eyes caught mine and your soul smiled. Watching you I felt something like a proud man leader his wife into their dream home, their dream getaway, and their dream period. I felt my stomach buzz with nervousness, right then you were the only thing that mattered, all my fears, all my goals, all mine every things slipped away, they fell from the sky and became you, you were mines, and in that moment, in your arms I became yours. I moved back to watch you, to take your full beauty in, from the scar on your left knee from child hold to the four beauty marks over your chest, stomach, and thighs, I loved you. I swear I was able to see your glow and my heart stopped beating and began to vibrate, I felt anew just looking at you. Then you smiled that devilish smile that brought me back to reality, I blinked and submerged myself on you, I kissed and lick, sucked and traced you with my tongue. My tongue met your pearl, my lips to your well like a thirsty man in the desert, my dessert. I savored your taste, I drank you water like koolaid, my favorite flavor. My tongue flicked and rolled on your clit, you bounced and shock as wave of pleasure crashed against you over and over and over again. We shared a deep kiss and then I entered you, and I felt surrounded by intense light and heat, I closed my eyes and still saw you, I was blinded by your love. You became a star, my star. We rolled from one position to the next, and the next, and the next making the Karma Sutra and its Originators proud. You felt blissful eternity, you were my desired heaven, and then to now I still imagine my heaven as being with you in my arms and me between your legs. I rolled on top of you, stroking your depths and rubbing you clit with my abdomen, you moans and cries sounding like sweet calls of angels guiding me to your breaking point. Your legs tightened around me, my body began telling me of the coming explosion I was about to share with her. You pulled me to your chest, when you inhale I exhale, you breath was my breath, your nails dug deep into my body scratching my bone, you sweet voice in my ear kept me on pace. My toes curled, your nose flare, our lips met and we flooded each other, our dam burst. All the electricity that was once charging us dispersed in that wave of release. The only thing left was that fire which began to die down. Air became a scared commodity, there didn’t seem to be enough for you and I in our bedroom. I slowly and weakly made it to the kitchen and back with fruit and water. We fed each other and I gave you a long genuine massage. If I knew what I knew now I would have boarded us up in that room. If I had known the next day when we left for work you wouldn’t make it back I would kept us home all day that day with our Angel. Now I’m here every year on your birthday with our daughter in my arms, well now she’s standing on her own two feet thank you very much. I know you talked her through it cause she just walked to me while I was at the sink. She looks so much like you I cry at night. I miss you so much. I’m sorry I let you go, I’m so sorry. I love you, I know you know this. I hope you know it. We love you.
8 comments

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2008-03-21 15:33:23
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2008-02-21 00:03:07
The sentence was way tolong. 3/10

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2008-02-13 01:47:12
Why don't they upgrade and repair this site so that our comments appear with capitalization?? Our words are either broken apart or shifted to appear as if we're incompetent editors and commentators.... very annoying.

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2008-02-13 01:33:47
A potentially good story and the writer has a decent vocabulary. The problem is that the piece obviously wasn't proof read for correct wording, spelling or punctuation. In fact, I just stopped reading.... came here to make my comments and rate it 4, (when it might well have been an 8 or 9, if I'd been able to finish it) Try again.. and next time don't be in a rush to post it. Let it sit a day and then go back to readand proof what you wrote.

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2008-01-29 17:22:03
@ words! paragraphs nad proofread

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