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| Dec 15, 2007 @ 12:18 AM |
"Feather Massage" - Excerpt from a journal.... |
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wayouthere
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A few yrs ago I was on anothe adult site and met a man online who lived about 100 miles from me. At the time he was in charge of a recreation area ran by the federal government which consisted of a large public lake and campground area. The summer season had just ended and he was there pretty much by himself; a few fusgernen lagged behind to fish in the peace and quiet of late summer.
He invited me up for the weekend, so feeling that I knew him well enough and felt fairly safe for the three months we had been emailing and talking on the phone, I decided to be brave and go.
I drove to the end of the lake where is home was and he greeted me with a warm hug and kiss on the cheek. He was very nice and made me feel at ease. It was later afternoon when I arrived, so we had dinner and talked for a while.
The day turned to night so quickly and he asked if I had ever heard the sound of loons at night and of course I had never even heard loons, so definitely not at night. He asked me to sit o a log in front of the house facing the lake, he turned off all the indoor and outdoor lights and came back to sit with me. He turned off his flashlight and the night was totally pitch black. No strs, no moon, just dark!
We sat there in the dark night for what seemed like forever, just a touch of fear in my soul as his arm held me firmly around my waistm when we suddenly heard this chilliing sound that became louder and louder. My skin crawled with chill bumps. What a great start to an exciting evening. We walked back to the house where he lit candles instead of lights and told me to get off my clothes and into the towel he had provided. His first treat for me was a massage. Little did I know what type of massage.....
(My body still pulses when I think about that night.....)
I first lay on my stomach and he pulled the towel just across my hips. I closed my eyes and anxioulsy awaited my massge. I felt a tingling on my neck near my ear. A light chilling began on my skin. He insisted I keep my eyes closed to get the full effect. He continued with the light feather up and down my body as my skin began to heat, become aroused and my senses were beginning to explode.
The towel was pulled from my body and I lay bare naked head to toe as he continued with the gentle feather massage over my buttocks, down my innder thighs, across the back of my knees, down the calf to the bottom of my feet, back and forth, up and down. My body was becoming more and more aroused and I was being tossed into oblivion by the senses I was feeling on my skin.
All of a sudden he was not there, but I was unable to sitr or move. I heard water running in the bath, but it was like it was in a dream. A few minutes later he came back, covered me with a towl, helped me up from the floor and guided me toward the bathroom; there to see a full tub filled with bubble bath.
So unaware of his physical presence (like a dream) the next thing I knew we were both in the tub and he slowly sat me down into the stamy bath in from of him. I leaned against his broad chest and he slowly began to rub my body with a soft gentle clothe abd the bubbles. every inch of my body was screaming in my head. I snuggled against his warm body and smelled the scent we both brought to the steam and drifted away into paradise.
My next memory was waking up in a bed alone. He was not in bed with me and I could tell that we had not had sex for I was still filled with eroticism and fever and a need for him.
I dragged myself out of bed, wrapping the sheet around. It was still dark, but I found my way to the bathroom. A candle burned low there and as I came out of the bathroom I saw a flicker of light in the living room. I rounded the corner and there was this beaufitul, naked, sleeping body on the floor with candles all around. he glistened in the candlelight and I dropped my sheet and slowly lay beside him cradling my head in his shoulder, kissing his chest. Having him so close gave me shivers. As I slowly began to run my hand up and down his hard body and soft skin, he rolled toward me wrapping his arms around me and kissing me with an intense passion.
He took me right then and there. The explosion of al the intense eroticism that had been building caused little jolts of pleasure and tiny sparks flew between our bodies as our skin touched. The noise that came from my lungs was pure primal, and ethereal.
The sun's morning light peeked through the uncurtained windows and woke us, but neither was able to move. We fell back to sleep and awoke in the early afternoon. Still not quite myself and so satiated, I managed to make it to the shower where the water running over my head, down my face, over my breast, searching and caressing every curve and crevasse of my body till it hit the tub floor, made me alive and tingly, as my mind went over every minute of the previous night.......
......to be continued.......
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| Mar 13 @ 7:59 AM |
"Feather Massage" - Excerpt from a journal.... |
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