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Saturday, July 31, 2004

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Not Enough

Ciana Rose 2001 All rights reserved



I await his arrival anxiously while I prepare his favorite dish. Hard
to believe he has been away for only a week. It has felt more like a
lifetime.

The ring of the bell sets my pulse racing and I rush to throw open the
door. The smile that greets me makes me laugh with joy. He drops his case
and opens his arms, and I stumble into his embrace. God how I have missed
him! Heart to heart, we hold each other and feel.

The kisses come, loving at first, but quickly turn more amorous. With
childish fervor, I inhale his essence to distinguish dream from reality. I
will never have enough of him.

Taking my hand, he leads me to the couch and takes a seat. I kneel
before him. With a tender hand, he cups my face and stares into my eyes
until our reconnection is substantiated more adequately. Then another
kiss--probing possessively, taking what is his. He has come home.

Unable to get enough, I rise higher on my knees so that my body may
express more articulately that which words can not. With my mounting
frustration, he circles his arms and secures me while his tutored tongue
conducts an in-depth exploration. In our fusion, passion
escalates--restless hands slide, feel, and draw sustenance. It is just not
enough.

He calls upon control and severs our kiss, slowing the pace. Stretching
the elastic neckline, he slowly draws my peasant blouse off my shoulders
and bares my breasts. Perky and tight, they stand for his pleasure. I
regard him with admiration, my breath quickening, while he looks his fill
in leisure.

Gentle fingertips brush the roundness playfully, urging me to arch and
offer. He tweaks one distended nipple. Then the other. Then exhaling a
contented sigh he relaxes in his seat. I cannot bear this distance of
separation. Leaning on him, I press my face to his chest and caress his
shirt while I listen to his life beat.

It is not nearly enough.

My rambunctious want tugs at me and I slowly move lower between his
spread legs. While my hand cups the weight of his balls, I rest my head
against his thigh. But that too is not enough. I bury my face in his
crotch and fill my longing with his scent. And still, it is not enough.

Blindly, my hand reaches for his belt, but I am too anxious and fumble.
With a small laugh, he relieves me of the responsibility. I grow
breathless with expectation as I wait and watch while he extracts that
which I burn to possess most at the moment--his cock. Deliberately he
works slowly, taking pleasure in taxing my hunger. Truth be known, it is a
burden I care to never be relieved of.

I manage to still myself a moment to take in its princely sight upon
appearance. But that is hardly enough. My patience lost, I devour him
with the satisfaction of the starved in the throes of a feast. "Mmmm," I
hum, striving to deepen my intake for mutual fulfillment.

While I suck to quench my thirst, he strokes my head with forbearance.
But I know well that regardless of the extent of my yearning, he will not
grant pacification so readily.

With his continued resistance, my physical lust wanes, paving the way
for a more emotional union. Detracting me from sweet suckling, he raises
my face and, in praise of their loving, presses a gentle kiss to my lips.

My eyes fall on bare chest gaping through his now open shirt and my
fingers gravitate toward the field of dark cashmere and the pectorals that
it cloaks. But before I can savor the touch, he lays his hand on mine.
With a brush of his lips across my knuckles, he rises, dragging me up with
him.

As we stand face to face, he casts a slow consuming look that penetrates
through flesh and bone as it travels down and back. While I tremble with
desire, he tucks a hand inside my unbelted-waist and jerks me closer by my
shorts. Eyes boring into mine, he slowly rids me of all that I wear. Then
he divests himself of his own while I wait with baited breath.

When he takes his seat again, per instruction, I climb the couch on my
knees and move astride his lap. Once more, our eyes meet and converse in
silence. It is lust, male demand that his speak of. His desire for me
never fails to raise me to the highest of the heavens.

Carefully, I position myself over the rigid instrument, created to lead
us through the mating ritual and into the depths of its pleasure. When my
gaze returns to him, the armament shining through his keen eyes sets my
heart to somersaulting. He will use my anticipation to torment me. And to
confirm, he commands my obedience with a strong grasp on my hip.

Desire festers within me and I ache for his fuck while he ruthlessly
teases me into agony with a slow finger. "Please," I whimper, my abdomen
contracting with the sensitivity he has generated. Hooded eyes climb to my
face to gloat, then descend in dismissal to watch my helpless cunt be
driven to weeping--a misery so sweet that even I treasure.

When he is ready, when he has soaked me to his satisfaction, he then
sets me free.

As he begins to guide my descent, one by one vibrant nerves soothe,
wringing little gasps of pleasure with my glide down. It warms my heart
that I am not alone in the fight against the talons of ecstasy, lashing out
to ensnare us into vision-less sensation. Gazes locked in resistance, he
lowers my full weight and completes the sheathing. Long-suppressed moans
release and we come together anxiously.

Urgent needs clamor but we ward them off for a demanding mouth-to-mouth
interlude that will not be deterred. How well we were constructed to fit
each other.

Stretched tight, full and moist, I remain in blessed awareness of his
presence in my body as I let my hips initiate the first rhythm of our
dance. Attuned to my every need, he returns my strokes, easing me into the
steady pace that will best escort me through my journey to the summit.

Destination within grasp, my blood brews in preparation of the
percolation that is mine to come. Reaching, nearing...and yes, arriving...

But privacy is not mine to be had. As heat waves break loose, he
suddenly clutches my hair and pulls my head back. "I want to see it," he
roars, searching my face to find the ecstasy he has brought upon me.

By sheer will, I bid my fluttering lids to remain open under the
merciless pounding of completion. His blatant satisfaction in conquering
me brings a whimper to my lips. I would not chance to miss such a reward,
regardless of how deeply I have fallen into the cups of pleasure.

Intensity begins to ebb, raising the quiet screams of the passion raging
through me. How do I adequately declare that it is just not enough?
Overcome by a fierce need to mesh with him, I lunge for the appeasement.
He resists briefly, then draws me hard against his chest, and its
sanctuary.

Allowing passion to sweep him, he throws a cushion to the floor and
swiftly brings us down. Now, he must claim his own. With my bottom
positioned high, I wrap my legs around his waist. If only I had the key of
eternity to lock him there... He rocks for a deeper joining, and siphoning
through frantic appetence, he unleashes his hunger with a punishing kiss.
Then, the pounding begins, in earnest.

My screams grow louder, urging his pleasure to complete mine. He
thrusts faster, his breath harshening in the drive. When I find his nipple
and squeeze, his demands turn more brutal--he cannot take enough. And
then, with one final delivering stroke, he grinds to penetrate to the soul,
then bursts with a groan. As the purging commences, I strain to spread
myself wider so that he can take all that he needs, and I can receive all
that he offers. He fills me. He fills my mind, my heart. He fills my
body, my womb. He fills me with love, and he fills me with desire.

Could it, at last, be enough?

Later, when I remember dinner and begin to untangle my pliant body from
his warmth, he tightens steel arms over me and whispers, "No, it's not
enough."

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Tuesday, July 27, 2004

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Paul, Angela and Jenny 6: Angela and Jenny in Bed
By Subboy Paul
Subboypaul

2002 by Subboy Paul, all rights reserved


This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains
explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If
you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not
read further, and do not save this story.

Author's Note: Feel free to post this story on any FREE site.
All I ask is that you email me to let me know where it is
posted. Thank You.



That night the fourteen year old Jenny lay in her bed thinking
about Paul's hand on her young ripe tits. Her left hand moved
up and began to stroke her left breast, her nipples became
erect, she enjoyed the feeling. Her mind moved on thinking
about Paul's hard prick in her hand, about making him cum over
her thigh and about the sticky feel of his cum. Her right
hand moved down to her thigh, where Paul had cum earlier in
the day. She began to stroke her thigh her hand moved higher
pushing up her nightie until it came to the soft hair at the
junction of her thighs. Jenny began to stroke herself between
her legs. She found that she had become very moist at the
thought of playing with Paul's prick and was abandoning
herself to her feelings when she heard Angela's voice.

"Jenny, are you awake?" asked Angela quietly.

"Um.. well er.. yes." Replied Jenny, who felt rather guilty
about being caught like that by her host.

"You know when we played with Paul's thingy by the river and
made him er you know, well did it make you feel sort of
funny?" asked Angela from her bed.

"What do you mean 'sort of funny'?" replied Jenny, who still
felt 'sort of funny' at that moment.

"Well I er, well just nice really, did you feel like that?"

"Um sort of" Jenny admitted. Jenny had fancied Angela for
some time but hadn't done anything about it. She had played
around with a couple of girls in her class at school and had
been waiting for the opportunity to become better acquainted
with the small dark haired Angela. Now she might have a
chance. Jenny got out of her bed, moved across the room to
her friend and knelt down by the side of Angela's bed. "I did
feel funny. It was nice playing with Paul's thingy and I
enjoyed it when he touched my tits. Did you enjoy it when he
touched you?"
Jenny knew that Angela had enjoyed it as she had seen her
friend's nipples become very hard. Jenny had been quite
envious of Paul with his hand on Angela's tits.

"Um yes it felt good." Said Angela dreamily.

Jenny put her hand under Angela's bed covers and gently took
hold of one of Angela's small firm tits. "Do you like having
your tits stroked?" Jenny asked her friend, "I do it makes my
nipples feel hard. You feel." Jenny took Angela's hand and
placed it on her on of her own breasts. "Move over a bit, let
me get into bed with you."

Angela didn't say anything but move across her bed to make
room for her friend. Jenny quickly took off her nightie and
climbed into be beside Angela. She took hold of Angela's hand
and placed it back on her now nude breast, her nipples were
quite hard. Angela stroke Jenny's large firm tit, she was
quite surprised at how soft and squidgy it was compared with
her own less developed chest. Jenny put her hand on Angela's
breast over her nightie and felt her friend's nipple respond
to her touch. "Um that's nice," sighed Jenny, "I like having
my tits played with. I think you're quite enjoying me playing
with you too."

Jenny let Angela play with her soft tits and stroke her hard
nipples for a bit then she laid back and pulled Angela towards
her. She took hold of Angela's hand and began to move it down
her body across her smooth flat tummy to the soft blond curls
that lay at the base of her belly. Angela tried to pull her
hand away but Jenny continued the movement down. "It's nice
being played with here as well." Jenny said with a sigh as
she placed her friend's hand on her slit. "Please rub it for
me."

Angela sometimes played with herself so she knew what to do
even though she had never touched another girl.

"Oh yes," sighed Jenny as she pulled Angela even closer to
her. "Oh Angela don't stop, oh I think I'm going to " Jenny
didn't finish her sentence as she gave a big sigh and came.

Jenny still had hold of Angela's wrist as she recovered from
her orgasm. "Oh that was wonderful." She sighed. Jenny let
go of Angela's arm and rolled towards her friend gently
pushing Angela onto her back. "Let me take off your nightie."
Jenny said as she took hold of the hem of the garment and
began to work it up. Obediently Angela lifter her bottom to
allow Jenny to slide her nightie up, then she raised her
shoulders and Jenny took it off over her head.

Jenny put her hand on Angela's small right tit and began to
stroke the firm nipple. "You've got lovely tits Angela. Your
nipples stand out very hard." Said Jenny as she bent her head
down and put her mouth over Angela's other tit. Jenny began
to gently kiss and suck her friend's left nipple. Jenny took
her hand off Angela's breast and slowly moved it down over
Angela's tummy. Eventually she arrived at the sparse patch of
fine hair. Jenny gently stroked Angela's pubic hair then slid
her had between Angela's legs.

Angela was too far gone to even try to stop her friend from
doing whatever she wanted. Angela gave a deep sigh and opened
her legs a little wider. It didn't take Jenny long to bring
her friend to a climax.

"Ooh Jenny, that was much nicer than when I do it for myself."
Whispered Angela. "It was so nice when you kissed my tittie.
Um I feel all, well I feel all nice." She added as she put
her arms around Jenny and hugged her.

As the two young girls lay together quietly Jenny gently
stroked Angela's body letting her hands wander over her
friends small firm tits and over her smooth flat tummy.

"You really do have a lovely body Angela," Jenny said softly,
"It's so soft and yet so firm." She added as she squeezed one
of Angela's tits. "Your nipples stand out much more than
mine."

"That feels ever so nice Jenny, kiss my tits again please."
Said Angela. Jenny needed no second bidding and placed her
mouth over one of Angela's hard nipples and began to nibble it
gently. "Uum" Sighed Angela. "Jenny have you ever let a boy
kiss your tits? Well you let Paul play with them I just
wondered if it felt as good having a boy do it."

Jenny took her mouth away from Angela's tit and raised herself
up a little. "No, until today I've never even let a boy touch
my tits," replied Jenny, "but I just let Paul do it as I was
enjoying playing with his thingy and I wanted to make him cum
again. I did rather enjoy that, do you think we'll have
chance to do it again before he has to go home?"

"I think so," replied Angela, "I think Mother has to go out
either tomorrow or the next day and I think Paul enjoys it. I
don't even mind letting him see my tits if he lets us play
with his thingy and make him cum."

"Nor do I," added Jenny "I do hope we get chance."

"Next time I want to feel his stuff when he cums." Said
Angela. "Today he spurted all over you, I want to know what
it feels like, is it hot or is it cold and is it sticky?" She
asked.

Jenny, who had let her fingers drift back to Angela's body,
thought for a bit before answering quite dreamily. "Well it's
sort of warm and smooth at first, but then it goes quite
sticky." Jenny was remembering what it had felt like when
Paul had cum over her leg that afternoon. "It really does
feel quite nice." She added as she let her hand wander down
to her friend's soft curls. "I don't know if it would mark
your clothes though. If you want Paul to cum on you you'll
have to be careful not to get any on your clothes. I think
you'll like the feel." Jenny was now gently playing with
Angela's cunny.

"Uum, I want to rub Paul's hard thingy until he shoots all
over me." Said Angela softly as she responded to Jenny's
fingers on her slit. "Ooh Jenny don't stop, I wish I could
feel Paul's stuff on me now." Angela pulled Jenny closer to
her and gently took hold of one of her friend's soft breasts.
"That's lovely Jenny," She sighed as she came, "that's really
lovely."

The two girls lay together quietly for some time gently
stroking each others body. Each of them with her own
thoughts.

After a bit Jenny spoke. "Angela, apart from wanting to play
with Paul's thingy and feel his stuff on you what else have
you enjoyed? I mean did you enjoy watching your Mother cane
Paul, and did you enjoy it when we gave him a good sacking
after he had been looking up our skirts in here the other
day?"

"Yes, but I don't think Paul enjoyed being caned though,"
Replied Angela, "but I did enjoy watching it, didn't he
squirm?" She added. "It was nice when we smacked him and I
enjoyed making him do as he was told. Did you notice his
thingy was still hard even after we had finished smacking him.
Do you think we will have chance to do that again?"

"Um, I hope so, it's fun being able to tell a boy what to do,"
replied Jenny "we'll just have to wait and see."

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