1. Out Of The Woods


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Green_Man, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    instructor. But she deserved it, for being the light in my darkness. She had been in some local dance troops in Southern California, but had never been fortunate enough to be a star. Dancing was her life, though. Until I found her. Now she told me I was her life. The same was true for me. I was working on a sculpture of her en pointe. I didn't usually work in a realistic format, and an abstract piece might actually capture her essence. But for my first love gift I wanted to display her as she first appeared that day in the studio. Back arched, arm curved above her head, and both feet raising her up to glory. Her strength and red hair, in it's little bun, would work well in bronze. That evening we dined at the Dametra Cafe. We both loved Mediterranean food. If we had been a little richer we might have sailed away to Greece for our honeymoon. But this was perfect, anyway. We got back to the inn before midnight, with plenty of time to play. Daphne was holding my hand, caressing the rough skin. That came from working with metal and stone. They were hard, but could be gentle to those I adored. We had both worked up a sweat again, as we walked back to the inn. The weather was maintaining it's unusual heat. As I waited for Daphne to come out of the bathroom I idly srtoked my prick. I saw her in my mind's eye, with her conical breasts, and the pink nipples jutting out. I drifted, gratefully thanking the gods for my good fortune. She came out smiling at me. "Julian, please let me do ...
    that. My hands are small, but if I use both I can handle you, sir." She hopped on the bed, gleefully grabbing my hardness, and then squeezing my jewels, gently. I became more rigid, and reached out to pull her close. I could handle her like a toy, she was so tiny. As she giggled, I rested her upon the bed, on her hands and knees, and leaned down to taste her nectar. "Ah, Julian. You know how I love that. Please, baby. Do that. Make me come for you baby." I was busy for many minutes. Making my soul mate happy. She trembled through several small orgasms, and finally a long and shuddering come that made me want to really delight her with some deep fucking. That would come next. She knew that as she moaned into the bedsheets, begging for my fervid love making. "Julian, may I ask something, baby? Would we be warmer if our bodies could touch? Would that help us? I'm so cold dear. So cold. May we try that Julian?" We do that. Our teeth are chattering as we slip out of our layers of clothes, then wrap them about us once more. Our bodies do feel a little warmer. It's a good way to go. Close and loving. Feeling the warmth of your lover as you accept the end. The end of a love story. Just a few smacks of my hand on her round, taut butt. That's what she enjoyed, as I pressed my hard cock deeper into her wetness. She giggled, and then whimpered, but I was giving her the lustful and passionate love making she wanted. Thrusting my rod into her, just a little rough, just a little, and feeling ...
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