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In the Mood by jtdunn@hotmail.com (jtdunn@hotmail.com)Authors note:This story was written to entertain my girlfriend. I've always been a fan of this page, so here is my contribution. I'm not really interested in licentious emails but if you do have a comment go ahead and email. I'm actually interested in knowing whether females find this work believable, exciting. (Therefore better pleasing my own girlfriend). The events in the story are of a quasi-true nature). The air was chilly and damp. Small wisps of fog had begun to descend on the quiet little town. Inky blackness covered the sky, a reminder of the loneliness of winter. It had been a long week, and a much-needed rest was in store. I glanced restlessly at the clock, twenty-three more minutes until the time of departure. Sighing, I sat back down on the couch and grabbed the remote. The house was still with the exception of the flickering television set in the living room. I closed my eyes and thought of the previous five days. Working with kids requires an atomic amount of energy and I was exhausted. I laughed out loud. "Who am I kidding," I thought. "I have it easier then most people at least I like my job." The clock read five till nine. It was time for me to go. I quickly ran up to my room for the last minute preparations. My mind was whirling as I hurriedly brushed my teeth, holding the Sonicare in one hand as I applied a touch of cologne with the other. It was not often that I wore Pleasures but the familiar smell was comforting, reminding me of blissful memories. Waking from my revelry I looked at the clock, two minutes till nine o'clock. I was going to be late! Rushing to the car I hopped in and flicked a CD into the player. Navigating backwards through the obstacle course that is my driveway I finally managed to choose a song I liked and pull out onto the street. One minute remaining. Smooth beats filled the air, interlaced with a smoky guitar lick. I waited for the bass line to fall, and when it did it brought a smile to my face. By the time I arrived at your dorm, my body was a living catalyst for the music, channeling sound into physical movement. I looked around; I had made it on time. I saw you through the window as you descended the stairs, your face a mask of spinning thoughts. I wondered what you were thinking and jotted down a brief mental note to ask you about it at a later time. I shut my eyes, waiting for you to make the final descent into my imagination. I awoke with a start to a subtle but increasingly loud knock on the door. "Doh," I thought. "What a noob I am I forgot to unlock the door." Fiddling with the power lock I eventually managed to open the door. Peaking your head in you greeted me with a coy smile. "Is it that hard to open the door for you girlfriend?" Your voice was silk. "Oh, just get in", I replied with a laugh. Starting the engine up I took a deep breath, letting your fragrance fill me with a newfound sense of life. Shivering we quickly made our way to the relative warmth of the house. "I'm freezing, can we get into the hot tub first?" you asked in a soft voice. "Sure", I replied. "Let me just get my swimsuit on." Half way up the stairs a light bulb blazed to life in my fatigue-fogged brain. "Wait a sec hon," I yelled down at you. "I didn't see you bring a swimsuit." After a brief pause you responded, "I didn't is that going to be a problem?" "No, I guess not." I replied. Laughing, I ran up stairs to get two towels from the shelf. Slipping out of my clothes I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and headed back down for the living room. You greeted me in the wonder of nakedness and I came to you slowly, letting my towel fall to the floor. Here we were, standing in the moment where two bodies are stripped of all the coverings of the "modern" world. My gaze first took in your eyes, staring back at me with a subtle intensity and a slight hint of mischief. Moving my gaze downward I drunk in your body, admiring your regal neck and delicate shoulders. My heart had begun to increase in rhythm, the throbbing in my pulse matching the thoughts running through my mind. Your breasts, perfect globes of soft perky flesh beckoned to me; two calling sirens that begged for my attention. Moving down lower my eyes continued their guided tour. Your stomach was one of my favorite body parts, a smooth expanse of firm flesh, accentuated greatly by your elegant hipbones. "Lover, I'm cold!" you said in between chattering teeth. Snapping back to reality I opened the sliding door, all the while shaking my head and wondering what the night had in store. Goose bumps shot up across my naked skin as I walked hastily to the hot tub. Lifting the lid I watched as a haze of steam drifted lazily up into the night sky. Stepping in quickly my body fought hard against the temperature shock, adjusting rapidly as I sunk lower into the bubbling whirlpool. I watched you closely as you descended gracefully into the steaming water, your face contorted in bliss as the warm water enveloped you. After a moments rest we came together slowly. I shivered as your pert nipples touched my chest, pleasure engorged skin sliding stiffly over mine. We held each other in stillness; our bodies entangled with one another, looking into each other's eyes with the longing of two kindred souls waiting for union. My elevated heartbeat sent surges of blood pumping through my veins like tiny spurts of hot lava. I was overcome with longing and my lips sought yours with a passion born of timeless lust. Soft and yielding, your lips matched my movement with an intensity known only to few. I gently probed your mouth with my tongue, an unspoken question of intent. You answered in turn, granting me access and welcoming me in with a dance of giving flesh. It was a few minutes before I finally broke the embrace for air, pausing only for a moment before finding your neck. Sweat and saliva mingled together as my lips traced circles on your neck. Holding your head firmly between my hands I gently began to nibble at your ear lobes. I smiled to myself as your breath caught in your throat and you closed your eyes. As my lips continued their caresses my hands slid down to your slick breasts. Squeezing softly I gently tugged at your nipples with my fingers, bringing them further to attention. A soft moan escaped your lips, sending shivers up and down my spinal cord. By this time my hardness had begun to press against your giving flesh. Your hands slid down slowly to encircle my growing hardon. I sighed, surrendering to the pleasure that came with your slow massaging movements. My right hand came to rest in-between your thighs as my left slid down your back to your firm butt. Gently exploring, my fingers sought out your warmth. To my delight they encountered a completely smooth surface sending thoughts of ecstasy racing through my brain. My fingers found your lips, spreading them slightly while gently probing deeper. "That feels so good." Your moan penetrates my skull like a five alarm siren. My cock is reaching the breaking point as it strains to come in contact with your beckoning flesh. I whisper softly in your ear, my warm breath tickling you. "I want you so bad that it hurts." You look at me, a fire burning in your eyes so bright that it takes my breath away. "I want you inside of me." I stand up quickly, my cock sticking straight up into the air like a beacon of light. You stand up to, holding me closely to steady yourself. "Can we do it doggy?" the question is framed by my lips before my mind can even begin to put it into language that is more suitable for a loving relationship. Your answer is simple, yet definite. "Yes." You turn your body, hands gripping the sides of the hot tub for support. I position myself behind you and gently hold your hips. I watch as your hand guides my cock towards your wet pussy. I shutter with pleasure as my cock slides in between your warm lips, finding rest in between your legs. Slowly at first, we move together in tandem motion. The wet sound of sliding bodies makes the moment even more erotic. The pace begins to quicken as I thrust deeper inside of you. Your body continues to take more of me in, content not to rest until the sound of my balls can be heard slapping against your sexy ass. By this time my own desire is so much that my mind has to retreat into nothingness to keep from exploding. My limbs are beginning to feel numb, a strange sensation when mixed with the pleasure that is happening between my legs. Your quiet cries are like sonic heroin, shooting into my veins and rushing straight for my cerebral cortex. I continue to thrust harder into you, hoping that pleasure is a result and not pain. You pay me no attention as your face is twisted in the grips of pleasure. I watch as you begin to instinctively thrust back at me, matching my drive with your desire. "I'm about to cum," you mumble to yourself more than to me. This thought spurs me on and I seek to drive myself as hard as I can into your welcoming wet hole. It happens with out warning, a torrent of feeling coursing through your body with such power that it takes even you by surprise. "Oh my god I am cumming!" you gasp. "Oh my god it feels so good!" Your scream is muffled by the wet hair surrounding your face. At this moment I feel your pussy spasm, the muscles contracting and loosening, almost causing my cock to implode. I keep riding you, trying to make the pleasure last as long as possible. "Stop, please please stop." I'm hesitant, never wanting to cross the line between "saying no" and meaning no. Finally, when I feel that I can't take it any longer I pull out. The head of my cock is so sensitive that it is almost painful to touch. "Please, kiss my cock." I have to laugh at myself, even in the moment of pleasure I can still sound like a corny chote. You smile up and me and sink down into the water, your lips finding my cockhead with ease. I watch as your mouth completely encases my cock, your hands administering pleasure to match your mouth. A few seconds later I explode, sending a wave of my cum into your waiting mouth. "Oh my good god, I can't feel my legs." I joke through my gasps. It's hard to laugh and suck my penis at the same time, but somehow you manage, causing me to beg for an end to the pleasure. The ecstasy is so intense that my knees buckle, sending me crashing into the water again. Laughing and sputtering we find ourselves in each other's arms. I look up at you and smile. "Tired already", I ask slyly? "Who said anything about tired", you reply. Our eyes meet once again, locked into the passionate embrace of young lovers. The night is still young, and the fun has only begun.

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