1. The lift descending


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Alexandra_A, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    away with her. I'll protect her. I'm a soldier. I am flawless. She's the enemy. She is danger. I must kill her. But I love her... She was awestruck. 'Look at you! Look what a kiss can do! I can scarcely believe you have ever killed at all!' The more I tried to clear my head, the more nebulous my thoughts became. I saw her through a swirling electron storm, heard her through the crackling static. 'Soldier! Soldier! Listen to me! You have a cock.' And then as if to herself, 'How could you not know you have a cock?' In the tiniest corner of my mind, a lone spot where chaos had not yet taken hold, I considered the impossibility of her words and in that critical corner could sense its truth. Other hidden truths began to show themselves, till I doubted everything I knew about myself and everything I believed. At that moment, the periphery, the unknown part of me to where I had felt resources being drawn, was revealed to me. The general area, though no more than a hand's span, was indeed situated between my legs. I sensed her fingers trace its outline, heard an admiring outpouring of breath whistle through her pursed plush lips. Her touch heightened my discomfort, intensified the internal conflict that threatened to tear me apart. I uttered a syllable and then another, built a sentence from stumbling blocks of sound. 'Ma'am. Please. I am. Burning. Up.' She whispered. 'So am I, dear boy. So am I.' With searching eyes never leaving mine, she bared me. I heard the zip part its ...
    toothy maw. Sensed cool air on my smooth flesh. Felt her invading fingers. The dull ache in my groin masked the subtlety of her ministrations, but the ache was fading. I sensed an outline. Dimensions. Mass. Hitherto unknown nerves switched on. Her hand was cool. The fingers pliant. Insistent. Manipulative. Imaginative. Like an animal on heat, I could smell her. She was sweating, softly swearing. Fuck, fuck, fuck. And she was oozing, dribbling; I could taste her, knew her intimate flavour from the heady, energised molecules that escaped her. 'Soldier, please! The couch. Hurry! I have so little time.' A tugging hand affixed to my groin encouraged me to follow her. With a momentous effort, I shuffled forwards, inch by inch, to the lift's only luxury. I tried to speak and found that, with difficulty, I could. 'Ma'am, we will reach the surface in five minutes.' 'That is time enough.' She eased me onto my back, prised off my shoes then tore off my trousers. The broad curved shaft between my legs transfixed both of us, its presence a source of both confusion and fascination. I stammered. 'I had no idea!' Her response was thoughtful. 'Why would such a wonder be hidden from you? What have they to gain from such deception?' She peeled off her shift, peeled open her glistening nether lips and, with eager fingers, tested her readiness. Sudden insight moved me to speak. 'Because... because it makes me vulnerable. Vulnerable to...' The fingers pressed to my lips. My heart pounded and my head ...
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