1. Memories


    Date: 3/31/2015, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: guiltee, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    another for good measure. Your favourite armchair, where you curled up reading or watching the television. Soon I’m spread wide, my legs dangling over the arms, as you slip my panties to one side. I feel the waft of your gentle breath on my already overheated sex. My lips already slick and parted waiting for you. Yet still you teased me. The finger tips and tongue that stroked and touched everywhere except where I wanted and so desperately needed them to be. I was made to wait a little while longer, in fact a lot longer as you stopped and ordered me in to the hall. I giggled as I stuck out my tongue. A small gesture of defiance that lasted thirty seconds. Facing the wall by the stairs you ran your nails up, down and around in swirls on my back. I was in ecstasy. If I recall the first time you did that to me, that night in London, I nearly wet myself. We kissed passionately on each step. Thirteen warm kisses as we stroked, caressed and in your case poked with each ascending step to heaven. Heaven was the bedroom. It took all my ...
    strength to stop you taking me to the bathroom. The last time we had sex in the bathroom it was a very messy affair and a Sunday we would never get back, although it would live long in the memory. The coolness of the bedroom was welcomed after the heat of the day. The breeze rippled the curtains gently. For hours we kissed deeply, touched softly and fucked each other. Sometimes urgently and others we would just lie as if conjoined bringing each other to orgasm with our fingers. I’m not sure when but in the early hours sleep over took our contented bodies and souls. The jolt startled me as we came to a stop. The door opened and out I step onto the tarmac. It has started to rain I realise. We take a slow short walk and in through the big ornate oak doors. So this is it - The rest home for the befuddled, bewildered and me. I know it’s for the best now that you’re gone. The one who taught me so much about life, love and especially how to be me. My lover, my friend and yet so much more. Goodbye my love. I will join you soon enough.
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