Complete Surrender

I took you in my arms and gently placed a kiss upon your mouth-you tasted so sweet. Your lips parted, the taste of your tongue...filled me with emotions, beyond compare. The night was calm but in my heart, butterfly's fluttered. My hands trembled with the knowing that tonight was the night I'd waited so long for; the night I would give myself to you. I took you by the hand and led you into the bedroom, the door appeared to close by itself. Our hands explored each others hot body's. My mouth found your mouth, so sweetly, but yet so quickly did we undress each other, eager to please you, not wanting to disappoint you. Needing ... wanting to give you my ever thing. Calmly I unbuttoned your blouse, sliding my hands down the smooth flesh of your shoulders, you let out a quiet moan, throwing your head back in submission... following the fabric of your bra I fumble to release the fasteners, once more pulling so slowly past these erect temples of tight pink flesh before me, lowering my mouth, I take each one in turn , lick then devour into my lips, you let a loud moan of pleasure; your lips parted, your breathing becoming laboured. I take a brake from sucking your nipples, pulling myself back to your kiss. Our tongues darting in and out, nibbling both upper and lower lips, biting. My hands slide down to your jeans, fumbling with the zip, your hands beat me to it, it's sliding down before I get to it, one yank and I'm down to your thong...'Mmmmm'... black lace with the scent of a woman ready to submit her soul to me. I lay you down on the bed, the feel of fresh cold cotton sheets, fused with the heat of passion, I shudder, goose bumps covering my skin like a sheet of ice. My nipples spring to attention, the attention of your teeth. I crawl over you hovering like a vampire with it's pray. With my right knee I push your legs apart, lowering myself to you-nipples on nipples, flesh on flesh. The smell of your pussie infuses my senses giving me an appetite. Tracing the out line of your thong, sliding my hand down the inside of your thigh to your knee and back again, kissing every inch along the way. You lie their motionless lapping up all that I give you, all that I am, all that I think I'm falling in love with you. I can smell the moistness of your pussie, I inhale, flick the tip of my tongue over the fabric then bite into the black lace, you let out a loud moan, I wait, look up into your eyes, you smile back at me, I continue to tease you. Reaching to grasp the pink buds of naughtiness erect and wanting attention, rolling them between thumb and fore finger, softly then with more pressure; you scream. I smile wickedly under the covers. Placing one finger upon the black lace, waiting, ... waiting................... waiting. Your breathing is gettin heavier, as my finger delves into the depths of no return. Totally shaven, smooth and free. I trace the put line of your lips. inhale the sweet scent of your hot hole, reaching closer and with my pointed tongue lick the out line of your juicy flesh. Pulling away, you toss and turn, trying to fight the eruption that is taking part inside of you. Taking two fingers into my mouth, lubricating them, slowly gliding them into your pussie, I kiss your labia, part your lips and push my tongue all the way in. The pace quickens in and out, licking and flicking, licking and flicking my tongue upon your genitals. You rock your body in time with mine, you orgasm building with every second, every minute I touch you, every kiss I kiss you with, every fuck I fuck you with, the tension is mounting; I can feel you coming. My hand moves faster, you're thrashing about the bed, your legs wide, your hands gripping the fresh cotton sheets, thrashing with total abandonment, from a quiet squeal, your voice rings out.. a thousand choirs singing. Total rapture evades your soul, riling in Ecstasy. Complete surrender. I kiss you, slowly, gently, the orgasm slowing, it takes every ounce of your energy. Exhausted, you lie so still, after shocks of orgasmic tremor's flicker through your body, kissing every inch of your soul. You pull me toward you, I collapse beside you, wrapping my arms around you, planting sweet kisses over your face, neck, shoulders, eye lids and mouth. We lie there motionless, in exhaustion of our love making. Your skin tastes so Delicious so tender- warm. You look at me with those dark eyes, the windows to your soul. You smile with so much emotion, my vision becoming cloudy, I blink, a tear escapes-rolling down my face.. I am falling in love with you.

Highway 69

The weather had turned out nice, with a cool breeze, high cloud. Ideal biking weather. I climbed into the shower, the heat of the water wakening my senses, showering me with tiny goose bumps, my face wet and the water running down my ample breasts. I lathered the flannel, chasing the out line of my thighs down to my toes. As I bent down to wash my feet, the water ran down and beneath my breasts, the liquid dangling off my nipples, the droplets of water hitting the bath. I dragged my hands down the length of my body, flicking them out wards, grabbing the towel and stepping out of the bath to dry myself. The towel was rough, dry from hanging outside in the wind, the only way I like to be dried, roughly! I moisturise my skin all over with some scented body lotion, the delicate perfume lingerers in the air, awakens my senses. I inhale the smell. Taking my black leather trousers form the wardrobe, I feel the weight, dragging my feet one at a time into them. Mmmmm.. I just Lurve the smell of black leather, no other colour smells quite the same, it has to be black, it oozes power, passion, excitement!!! I'm almost ready for my journey, heading out on the highway looking for adventure what ever comes my way.. I was born to be wild!! I take a brief glance at my wrist watch, checkin the time, checkin I have enough fuel, yeah I do. I grab my keys, de-activate the alarm and climb on to my brand new beast of a machine. She's hot, she's ready and she's mine.
The smell of petrol, the throb of the engine, she trembles between my thighs, pure energy.
I hit the indicator glance left and turn right, acceleration is just a flick of my wrist away. Down the free way for the first twenty miles, a straight road, no traffic, time to see what she's really made of?! I rip back the throttle and take her to the limit, the wind's in my hair, and I've left all my worries behind me. The shear power of this bike excels itself beyond anything I've ever known. I lose my concentration and slip into auto pilot for a split second My mind isn't where it should be, on the road. I'm humming rock music, but I can hear sirens, as my mind returns to the matter of the situation I realise I'm being tailed by a cop car. The sirren hollows the air followed by a blue light. I pull over to the side of the road, turn my ignition off and await the officer. To my surprise a female officer steps out of the patrol car and strutts her way over to where I'm parked. " Step away from the bike " a strong southern accent. I climb off my bike and move a steps away. The sun is in my eyes so I don't get a good look of who I'm talking to. The female officer has long dark hair held together at the ack of her head with several pins, in a bun. Her complexion is clean with an olive type skin and very pretty. She grabs hold of my upper arm, man handling me with some force. She points to the patrol car, dragging me toward it. I follow her with haste trying to keep up, but she's too strong for me, I stumble and fall over.
Feeling awkward and hot form the days sun, I wipe my brow with my hand. My breasts are hot and I am thirsty. As I move nearer to the car, I can see she is smiling, but I decline from getting chatty. My throat is dry. My groin however is sweaty, my pussie twitches for some attention, I need to pee!... " Eerr excuse me officer but I need to go to the bathroom!" She throws my arm away and points at a large cactus at the side of the road. " If you need to go to the bathroom then you'll have to make do with that " and points her finger at the cactus. I stumble toward the prickly thing, fumbling at the buttons on my leather trousers. Not taking much notice as to who might be watching me, I bend my legs yank down my blt's, desperate to pee I let go of a hot flood or yellow steaming liquid, the relief is beautiful. " Arghhhhhhhh... ni-ce. " As i stand up I look round only to find the officer with her hand down her trousers, and 'playing ' with herself. I fumble with my zipper, smiling to myself, I walk slowly back to the cop car. She pushes me up against the door... " Spread 'em bitch." She kicks my ankles hard, my feet lose their grip on the loose gravel. I grab a hold of the door frame, stopping myself falling further to the ground. She runs her hands over my body as though she's looking for drugs?! She grabs my shoulder and swings me around, my back hits the door with a bang, my legs falling from beneath me, but she holds me tight. Our eyes meet, her hands pulling at my jacket, and slowly she pulls down the long zip, exposing my bra less breasts,trapped beneath the fabric, my nipples hard and erect. The warm air clinging to my skin. My lips part and I want to pull her into me, I want to delve into her pants, I want to fuck her there and then. She smoothes away the hair from my face, tracing the out line of my mouth, pushing her thumb into my mouth, running it the full length of my teeth, I bite it hard, she pulls away. Our breathing becomin laboured. I pull her into me, she straddles my thigh, grinding her groin with such force, moaning. We rock gently at first, but as the orgasm builds, the rocking becoming almost violent. My breasts swinging freely beneath the fabric, She squeezes my right nipple so hard I cry out in pain. I bite her finger, she pulls it away. I push her away from me, I slump to the ground leaving her standing, me between her thighs. I reach up tugging at her trousers, freeing her clit from it's fabric tomb. Kneeling up I engulf my tongue upon her pussie, pushing my fingers deep into her anus, she rips at my hair, thumping the car, the torment of her passion entwined with heat of the sun. Faster and faster I pump her vagina with all that I have. Her legs start to tremble, she's coming.................. with the force of a tornado, she wriggles and squirms trying to fight against it. But with one final thrust, her loins gyrating in every direction I feel the orgasm tear through her with such speed, her juices flowing down my face and onto my breasts. As the moment subsides, she kneels down to kiss me, her dark sensuous lips engulf my mouth, our tongues dart in and out, teasing each other. We embrace for what seems like forever. We get dressed again, at which point she pulls out her note pad, I all expecting a ticket for speeding, she writes down her number instead, my heart misses a beat, I smile at her, she kisses me on the forehead and thanks me for my services. I smile, licking my fingers, tucking my shirt back into my blt's walking back to my bike, I turn to wave, she waves back, climbs in her car, drives off. " WOW" is all I can think, I can't wait to get back home, I'm oh so fucking randy now, can I ride back safely? for sure, but maybe not so fast!!!!

Randy Weather

The day was another run of hot lazy sunshine. I had the day off so I decided to go for a walk, but to get to the woods I had to travel quite a few miles, so I changed into a pair of cut of jeans, threw on a strapless top, no bra; my nipples-free, the fabric brushed them, causing them to stand to attention. Slipping into some old trainers and headed off for day. The radio blasted out some heavy rock, the sky was clear blue, no clouds anywhere. I pulled into the car park, dust rising up from the gravel as I skidded to a halt, like some kind of stunt driver. I was the only car. I closed the sunroof, grabbed my bottle of water and headed off toward the pond, located deep into the undergrowth. The scent of the blue bells was immense. I saw several grey squirrels scooting about the tree trunks, their tails flickering and then they had gone. Streams of sunlight pushed its way through the tree tops-dazzled the earthy ground. Wild garlic grabbed the senses, its sweet intoxicating scent. As I wondered deeper through the wood, I caught the distant sound of dogs barking.. the sound drowning into the distance. I wasn't the only one here after all! I wandered off the beaten track, a small insignificant stream wound itself through the undergrowth. The ground was dry and covered in pine needles. I was beginning to feel randy, his sunshine makes me feel randy, as though its inviting me to do some thing naughty out side-as though I need an excuse!As I walked a few more yards, I noticed an opening and the tallest redwood I'd ever laid eyes on. I couldn't see the top of it, as hard as I strained my neck, blinded by the sun, I could not reach the top. The birds were singing, my crotch was hot and sweaty. A trickle of sweat ran from under my breasts. The sensation of all too much for me to cope with. Standing beneath the giant tree trunk, I took a quick glance to see if I was alone. I pulled my top down to expose my ample breasts;the sun hot on my damp skin. Taking the left nipple in my fingers I pinched it until the pleasure was replaced with weird pain. Unbuttoning my top button of my shorts and quickly pulling the zip down;I seized the moment, sinking my right hand down to my hungry clit...'Mmmm' the scent of a woman. I didn't need to lick my fingers, I was moist and ready. A few slow rotating movements over the tip of my love bud, my legs began to buckle as the wave of orgasm flushed itself through me, leaning forward at the very last moment rubbing my naked nipple over the ruggedness of the tree bark, as I orgasm, I ejaculate a stream of hot liquid down my legs. The sensations are toxic, I almost collapse under the quivering pleasures. My sensations are spent, and my god it was SO worth it. I sit down, my legs bent and my clit twitching with the after math. I smile, sucking my soaked fingers, tasting my perfumed fingers. Suddenly I hear noises coming quick and fast toward me, I scramble to the under growth, yanking my shorts up, re-arranging my top. The sounds of people chatting. They pass and the sounds fade. I'm still wanting more, one orgasm isn't enough. The thrill of masturbating in the open is like your first time on a white knuckle ride. You want to but you're not sure how much it scares you and how much you know you'll love it;and want more! As I dress myself and stand up, the course seem of my shorts rub against my clit driving even better sensations through my body. Stumbling toward a tree, throwing my back towards it, biting my lip to muffle the sounds. Rubbing my breasts together pinching each nipple with passion. My limbs ache beyond compare. I can't take much more. I'm hot, spent and thirsty. Time for home. I head back for the car park, with a big smile on my face, my pussie still tingling...

BLT's

Yesterday was the ideal day for a long bike ride. I've been given a very nice expensive pair of black leather trousers, which fit in all the right places with no room for error. Mmmm.. the Meir scent of black leather drives me wild! I remember the first time I visited a leather shop. The excitement of hovering out side the door, waiting for the shop to be more or less empty, so that my entrance would be one of grander, a Queen entering the court yard, met with pure elegance, the finery of leather garments fit only for a Queen. On opening the door, the heat of the shop mixed with the intoxication of the 'dead skins'.. was almost over whelming. I walked around inspecting the coats, trousers, jackets, the list of colours was endless, but my favourite colour has to be black. Black has 100% Dominance with out a doubt. But if I had to chose again I'd have to chose red. Red leather has vibrancy, romance and power. I flicked through the rail to find a pair of trousers in my size and the next size up from that just in case they were so tight I'd have to struggle and 'OH' how I love to struggle!!
Walking into the cubicle, just big enough to swing a cat in; I pulled the curtain across behind me. Standing in front of the minuscule mirror hanging on the cubicle wall, I lingered. Inhaling the heady scent of the warm leather, black leather. Checking for Ariel cameras above my head. Pulling the zip down, savoring every inch, starting to feel hot and Oh so bothered! I pull my jeans down, stepping out of them, hurrying to get the BLT's on. Stepping into the legs, bending over, trying my best in this small cubicle not to lose my balance. Easing them up and over my ass.. feeling wicked on the out side and randy on the inside. I didn't pull them all the way up, I stopped just above the thigh, pausing for a moment, taking one final check for security cameras. Standing close tho the mirror keeping away from the curtain, I eased my right hand down to my now damp pussie. I felt almost drunk. A mix of scent of leather and the sweet musky smell of my
sex which twitched when I rubbed my index finger over my clit. I was in heaven! Slowly I rubbed my clit from side to side, biting my lower lip to silence my moans. Quicker the hand became. The sensations surging through my body were becoming uncontrollable. Doing my best not to bring attention to myself... I rubbed faster until my legs shook so vigorously I came in a crescendo of orgasm. I bit down on my lower lip so hard I drew blood. My orgasm fading, my legs trembling and my knickers now very wet! I collected my belongings and made my way to the till to pay for my black leather trousers. The young man behind the counter smiled with a glint in his eye, almost as though he knew some thing. As I walked out of the shop, some thing caught my eye, a camera just above the doorway. I laughed to myself as I left the shop.