1. Story Time For Two


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: MidKnightMan, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    two of us. The quiet mews and moans, the occasional soft groan from the listener, added intensity and heat to each session. Lost in the others renditions of longing, restless hands unconsciously self manipulated. This became normal but highly intoxicating behavior. Anticipation always ran on overdrive, hormones ran rampant. Heady lust was palpable at the onset of each session, where the sexual tension surrounding us bordered on delirium. We were two titan paramour story tellers, trading feature stories, as we liked to call them. The surroundings added to the allure and ambiance, as we met in a very Eden-like and secluded woodland setting. The cabin was lush and warm in it's decor and comfort, and always in some minor state of remodel, as tastes and creature comforts were carefully reappraised for an ever improving experience of atmospheric ecstasy. She was a good listener and the consummate hostess. We were co-conspirator friends who thrived on the most sumptuous titillation, made all the more potent as a result of the occasioned-only opportunities that presented us with these arousing rendezvous. When another project called for my visit and attention, I cleared an entire day from my busy schedule, to accommodate her every possible need and desire. Two or three week separations seemed to expose the limits or the breaking point in our weakness for each other, not that time apart wasn't well spent. We each plotted and wrote new stories or poems to share on the next visit. ...
    After all, such endeavors and creative processes take time to construct to an expected satisfaction, eh? I assure you neither of us wanted to disappoint. After such mutual ache of wait, thoughtful and thorough planning for each reunion was always sweeter for the absence. Once together again, we read to each other, we would masturbate as we watched each other, or we would masturbate each other, listening to each other moan, groan, and always in the end, reach for each other! Let's just say we were well marinated by the time we did lay lips and tongues on our desired portions of each other. As to portions, she was a goddess in my eyes, and apparently I managed to pass her Adonis test, as she called it. Upon arrival to each others view, and well worth repeating, we both lavished our instinctual praise and affectionate sighs. We took long moments to drink-in, and appreciate the vision we had missed the past couple of weeks apart. It became almost ceremonial. Our clenches were more like fusing energy transfers, that immediately boiled our blood and primed our heart beats to a uniform elevated oneness. This rush of energy between us led to the first stirrings hidden beneath carefully chosen attire. Early musky scents arrived to alert our Eros natures, and encourage us to get on with the celebrations at hand. I was in heaven just watching her move about the place, let alone the heated nonverbal visual eye contact we exchanged. She was always free with the occasional touch, as she'd pass ...
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