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Sunday, July 11, 2004

A Challenge!

As I earlier brought up to wilde_thought, and as some of you may already know, there was quite an interesting story submitted as a comment a few weeks ago that has since gone unfinished. I would absolutly LOVE to hear the intended ending, but in lieu of that, I would be equally pleased to hear some submissions from others. It can be as romantic or raunchy as you like. Whether or not you have any previous writing skills, I'd love to hear what you may come up with. Just put yourself right in the story and write away! Heres a refresher, for those who've missed it:

At 12:23 AM, Anonymous said…

L went to bed and, before she knew it, she was in Morpheus's land...

She began dreaming, and somehow appeared in a green, lush garden. She was laying on the grass, wearing a summer dress, on top of a blanket. A slight breeze carried the perfume from the flowers that were all around her. Soft bird chirps could be heard in the distance. She breathed deeply and thought "what a beautiful place... how can it get any better?".

She stretched as the gentle sun rays caressed her skin, and closed her eyes. "This is so nice..." she thought.

The wind began blowing a bit stronger, and her dress rose against her hips. The breeze caressed and kissed her thighs and tummy. "Oops", she thought. "I thought I was wearing underwear. Well, it doesn't matter, nobody else is here". The smell also became a bit stronger, but it was still very pleasant...

She rolled over and let the wind caress her back. Her dress was now up to her waist, but she didn't care. She felt free, happy, without a worry in the world. All of a sudden, a few raindrops fell against her back. The smell became just a tad stronger, but it was still sweet... like jasmine.

The breeze was caressing her back, sending shivers down her spine. She felt goosebumps, but it was a pleasant sensation. The raindrops felt warm against her skin, and began traveling down her back. She felt them making a little pool at the small of her back, and the smell of jasmine surrounded her.

All of a sudden, she felt a gentle touch, like of a feather being rubbed down her back, She knew she was alone, and wondered where that came from. The touch was so nice and gentle that soon she didn't mind... the touch became that of warm, loving hands. Those hands began travelling all over her back, from her shoulders to her lower back, rubbing the rain against her. She moaned slightly as she felt her muscles relax, and the goose bumps come back.

A voice was heard near her... "You are so beautiful and sexy... and I love you so". The voice sounded familiar yet a bit distant. The hands never stopped rubbing her back, her sides, the back of her neck, the top of her buttocks... the warmth from the raindrops spread all over her back and she felt content. She felt a kiss on the back of her neck, and she opened her eyes slightly.

Out of nowhere, a bedroom side table appeared, with a warm bottle of jasmine oil on top of it. The kisses on her back continued. She was being kissed everywhere: the back of her head, her shoulders, her neck, her sides, the back of her legs... she felt loved. The voice spoke again... "I love you, L". She woke up to find herself laying on her tummy, hot jasmine oil on her back, candles around the room, and soft music playing. D's was laying next to her, with a happy smile and a loving gaze. "Did you enjoy your surprise?" he whispered. "I sure did", K whispered back. The jasmine smell was intoxicating and she felt happy and relaxed.

D kissed her passionately and said "I need to kiss every inch of your body, I cannot resist it". K giggled and stretched once more, as D began kissing her mouth, her chin, her neck, and began moving lower...

Lets hear what you've got, loves!



At Monday, July 12, 2004 8:09:00 AM, Blogger Alex said...

D wants her so badly.
D is hungry for K.
D wants to eat K.
D wants to eat her pussy.
He wants to see her eyes widen
When he asks if she wants him to continue.
No answer is needed.
He knows she loves it.
He loves kissing his way down there.
Feeling her tense
at the soft sweet tickles
as his mouth and mustache brushes
over her skin and
over her pubic hair.
He loves kissing her inner thighs.
The way she part her legs,
coaxing him to move inward.
Anticipating the first electric touch
Of his mouth to her most sensitive parts.
He loves gliding his tongue
along the boundaries of her genital cleft.
Sometimes it is already wet
with visible moisture
seeping from within.
She draws her knees up,
exposing her most private places.
He loves parting her lips with his tongue.
Experiencing her unique taste,
her unique smell.
She thrusts her hips higher,
encouraging him to enter.
He loves pressing his tongue
against the opening of her wet pussy.
The sensations on his tongue
as it slips just inside the opening,
experiencing every bump and ridge.
He loves calling her pussy a cunt.
It is a raw word,
and one not used lightly.
It embodies the animal passion.
Maybe it seems that only
nice girls have pussies.
Women who feel what
he is giving her have cunts.
He loves drawing her labia
Into his mouth and gently sucking on them.
She gasps, enjoying the new sensation.
Her hips move higher...
He loves gently biting her labia.
He teases her.
She loves it too.
He loves drawing
her hardened clitoris
between his lips
and gently sucking
on her little button.
The first time
he does it elicits
an encouraging moan.
She loves it when
he gives her head this way.
He loves slipping his hands
under her ass,
cupping each cheek in his hands,
pulling her higher and harder
against his hungry mouth.
He loves letting his tongue
venture downward a little lower
than he should dare.
Letting it bath
the opening of her ass
with warmth and wetness.
She thinks
she shouldn't be liking this so much,
but she does.
She craves it
Though she would never ask for it.
He loves the way her hips begin to move,
grinding her cunt hard
against his sucking mouth.
The familiar rhythm.
The way she alternates
the rhythm several times
before settling in to
the one that will bring her to the brink...
He loves slipping his finger into her.
The added sensation alone
sometimes sends her over the edge.
And she asks for a second finger
to fill her up more fully.
Sometimes she get confused,
not knowing whether
to push higher to his mouth
or lower onto his fingers.
It is a heavenly dilemma.
He love bringing her to the edge
and then making her come back down again.
She begs him to let her come
the next time and he promises he will.
He lies.
He tortures her for her own good
for he knows how much better
it will be when he finally does give her
the precious release
she so desperately needs.
He loves sharing her orgasm.
The way he can share
each of her contractions
as her cunt grips
his fingers repeatedly.
She loves it
when he press his fingers
against the front wall
with each of her contractions.
He loves that she let him share
in the pleasure of her orgasm
in the most intimate ways,
with his mouth against her throbbing clit,
one hand on her contracting stomach,
and his fingers up her contracting vagina.
Some cannot handle this level of intimacy,
but she share it with him wildly, openly.
He loves the way her body collapses
in exhaustion after she comes.
D lies there,
gently kissing her pubic hair,
Ks thighs,
Ks outer lips,
for a very long time.
K feels so good and satisfied.

Out of nowhere, a ceiling appears. His body rolls away and lies next to her. "I love you". A was laying next to her, with a happy smile and a loving gaze. "Did you enjoy your surprise?" he whispered. "I sure did", L whispered back.

L kissed him passionately and said "I need to kiss every inch of your body, I cannot resist it". A smiled and stretched once more, as L began kissing his mouth, his chin, his neck, and began moving lower...

At Monday, July 12, 2004 8:56:00 AM, Blogger Good Wife said...

Thank you for your submission, Alex! I'm so glad someone accepted my challenge! ;0) Very well done. I'd still love to see more though, if anyone else thinks they are up to it!


At Monday, July 12, 2004 2:45:00 PM, Blogger wilde_thought said...

We're working on our prose now, Good Wife.

At Monday, July 12, 2004 3:16:00 PM, Blogger Good Wife said...

Glad to hear it, wilde_thought! I am sure I won't be disappointed!


At Tuesday, July 13, 2004 1:10:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi, I'm the original poster of the story. I'm still posting as anon because I don't have a Blogger account (yet :)

I meant to write the second part a day or two later, but unfortunately I've been too busy with work and other things. I have visited a few times, and I see your fingers have been busy as well...

Before starting the second part, I was going to ask you where D's wandering tongue is allowed to go, but a post of yours about anal sex clarified all doors are open for exploration... this is good :)

Still on that subject, there is a book on Amazon that may interest you. It explains that the anus is the body part in a woman with the most nerve endings after the clitoris. A warm and wandering tongue around those areas can certainly do miracles... It's perfectly safe sex provided one is clean beforehand, and it's an experience I recommend if you haven't tried it yet. Tristan (the author of the book, who is female) also has a couple of videos about the subject. They're quite good as well.


I'll keep an eye on your blog and will write again soon. These fingers and tongue (and other body parts) can't stay still for long!


At Tuesday, July 13, 2004 9:54:00 AM, Blogger Good Wife said...

I look foward to hearing the intended conclusion, D! You've left us wondering! ;0) Thank you.

And I'd still love to hear everybody elses versions as well! Lets hear what you've got!

*eagerly anticipating*



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