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Her words floated in my mind as her hands moved along my body. “You are lovely. Your skin is like silk” The dress slides down my hips. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Her hands rub my hips as she kisses my mouth; caress my lips with tongue and her own full lips. “You belong to me now” She leads me to the bed, holding my hands in hers, the expression on her face of concern, and love. “There is no other woman but you for me. Only woman I will ever desire, ever love.” As always, my lover is taking her time with me, leading me, as she wants me to go. Not a power I give to her easily, but I give to her in love, as she accepts it in love.



She turns and I sit on the edge of the bed. Then she gets on her knees in front of me. Her hands move to my knees and I open them to her. Her strong hands move up my thighs to my hips, were she pulls on my panties. I lift my hips as she removes them, taking them down my legs, making sure she touches me, stroking my legs, never losing contact with my body. My desire for her touch, as powerful as her own desire to touch me. As the first time we were together, tonight it was just as strong.



I lift my feet as she removes my heels, and her lips kiss my knee. She moves the items aside and looks up into my eyes as she takes her hands to the inside of my knees, pushing them apart as she leans into my crotch. I close my eyes as her mouth works its way up the inside of my legs, her tongue leaving a trail of heat.



I small scream escapes me as her tongue finds my wetness. My head falls back, as my hands grip the bed lines as her tongue laps at me, testing me, tasting me. I call out her name as she takes her hands down my calves, squeezing them firmly as her tongue enters my body. Trembling as she starts a stabbing motion, adding friction with her finger to my nub, my breathing turning into a pant, I scream out her name. She pulls away and I look downward, seeing my juices on her lips, her chin. She smiles and licks the creamy juices off, wiping with her hands, sniffing my scent. Just that vision alone made me want more.



“Lay on the bed” she orders and I climb on top of the bedspread, cool against my hot skin. She stands, moves to the dresser and I wait. She pulls out a drawer and pulls out two long black silk scarfs. She returns, and lays them on the bed, telling me what to do. “Take off your bra” I do, my breast falling free of the lace. “Cup them, play with them for me” I take my breast in my hands, flicking the hard nipples as she undresses. I watch her, my legs closing as heat returns to my body. She was lovely, her body strong, her attitude of power arousing me like no other woman could. She was so strong, as I am so weak.



“Does that feel good?” “Yes.” I answer her, my legs twisting as I started to get aroused even more, watching her pick up one of the silk scarf’s, rubbing her own breast with it. As she takes it between her legs, pulling it up tight into her crotch, I watch as she pulled it back and forward, knowing the silk was turning her on. She gave her own scream, watching as my hands moved downward to cup my pussy, wet from her attention from before. “Remove your hand. I am the only one that touches that now.” I did as she told me.



She climbs onto the bed and tells me to lift my arms upward. As I did, she picks up the other silk, tied it around one wrist. She reaches for the other one, but I pull away. Her eyes looked into mine and I knew I had hurt her in a way. She wanted to tie me up, take control of my freedom. I could feel her hurt, could see it in her eyes. She said nothing, moving to untie the silk.



I hurt myself that I hurt this woman with my limits, with my past pain. She would not hurt me; I knew this with ever fiber in me. She was not my past. I wanted a future- with her, with her love. I move my hand upward so she can tie it to the silk, giving her my trust, my love in return. She leans down and kisses me, my taste still on her lips. “I love you with all my heart. And I know what this means.” She understood it was I giving her my trust. My heart and soul, for our life together. She had the power to hurt me, but I knew she would never.



She moves the silk around the headboard post to tie the silk, leaving my other hand free. “It was enough that you would trust me. Just hold on to the end, and try not to move, my love.” I grip the end of the silk, wrapping it around my wrist, the knowledge that she left it so I can untie myself at any time. She was not angry with me, understood my fear, and was able to help me. This is the reason I loved the woman, my soul mate. Stroking my hair, she smiles at me, giving me her own heart and soul for our lives together. Our bond grew even stronger.





She takes her body over mine, moving her lovely legs to the outside of mine. I feel her heat lay on me, her scent sweet, her full breast crushing down on mine. I look down, wanting to taste her. She pulls the scented silk up to her face, the ends trail on my hot skin as she takes a deep breath of her own scent. “Do you want to smell me? Taste me?” “Yes, please.” She brought the silk up to my nose and I took in her scent. I licked at the wetness, and tasted heaven. She pulled away, sitting up between my knees she spread with her own, stretch wide. She takes her hands, wrapping the silk in each hand, holding it taut. She moves it to my shoulders, and slowly lowers it down my body, the wet areas of her cum, her scent floating over me as my heat warms it. Over my breast, the silk rubbing my hard nipples, pucker up with my desire.



She brings the silk under my breast and tugs my breast upward, looking down at me, her eyes dark with lust. She moves it downward and runs it over my stomach, my hips. She takes the silk and wraps one hand with it, and moves her body to lean over me,covering me with herself. I moan as the silk covered hand strokes my nub, and her words come to me in a haze of desire. “That is what it feels like in you, my tongue brushing your silk walls, tasting you. You taste like sin, wonderful sin. A delicacy I will never have enough of.” I gasp as the images and feelings takes over my body. “I love how you feel, how you taste” Her lips at my ear, as fingers slip into me, the silk hot inside me. “I love fucking you” Sharp pain as she bites my neck. I scream out as I climax, the silk holding my hands pulled as I lift my hips, trying to get more of her inside me.



She cups the back of my neck, taking my lips as she speeds up her fingers, pumping in and out. A fingertip scrapes my nub and I pull away from her lips, panting as she started a fast hard stroke on me.Her hand moves to cup my breast, pinching the nipple, twisting it. Her lips return to my ear, and her deep voice spoke to me. “Cum for me, cum for me” she started to chant. As she used her nickname for me, her special name for me, I scream out her name, the headboard moving as my legs tightened, toes pointing as my body flung itself over the cliff, into her waiting arms; wetness coated the silk, her fingers. She praised me, her voice loving.



My breath slowly returns to normal as she unties me, kissing my wrist, my shoulder, and my lips. I lay, drained as she takes the silk off her hand, taking it to her nose for a deep breath. “I will never get enough of you, my love. Never.” She moves the silk aside and pulls me into her side, holding me to her. Her hands hold me, her lips kiss me, and her body keeps me warm and safe as I sleep.





Copyright: SKW 2006.



Dedicated to Darklass and Pretty Violence. To your love last forever.



Love is love- and should not be judged by closed minded people. Harm none- Do as you will. Support for my sisters, always.

She placed the dishes in the cabinet, and turned to see him walking into the kitchen. The look he gave her made her pause, and hold out her hand as he walked toward her. “Behave. My parents are in the next room. Don't touch me.” He smiled as she bent over, pulling out the silverware caddy from the dishwasher. She wore a pair of dress pants, soft sweater and low heels. Nothing like the t-shirt and bare legs, he usually found when he came home to her.



He steps up behind her, taking his hands behind his back. “Don’t need my hands to get you turned on” He smiled as she turned her face toward him, daring him with the look in her eyes. “Oh?” So, she wanted to play a little. She walked around him to the silverware drawer. She turns her back to him, as she pulls out the drawer, putting the caddy in front of her on the counter.



She felt him move to stand behind her, close but not touching her. “It’s been a long time since I have taken you in the kitchen.” His voice, deep with his desire. She felt a chill travel over her skin. “I want to bend you over the table, pulling those fancy pants down over your hips, tugging those lace panties down over that ass I love.” She closed her eyes, the lace she wore warming between her legs. Damn him- he knew she wore lace when she dressed up.



She watched as his hands moved to the sides of her waist, placing them on the counter top, his body leaning into hers. Those hands that can bring her such pleasure, make her feel such emotions. She bites her lower lip to keep from moaning with her need. His lips at her ear…close, but not touching. She shifted from foot to foot, her desire rising with his closeness. “I want to cup those breasts, lift their weight into my hands, take the hard nipples into my mouth, and bite a little at the flesh.” She moaned and he smiled, knowing she was getting hot.



“I want to run my nails down your back. Can you feel the pain, my strength as you lay on your stomach?” The images he put in her mind brought a soft sigh from her. She lowered her head, and he blew his breath on her bare neck. He watched her shiver. She reached for his hands, but he pulled them out of her reach. “No touching…at least, not from me.” She looked over her shoulder, her eyes dark. “You want to touch yourself. Let me watch you.” He stepped back, and she closed the drawer as she turned to him.



His eyes went to her breast. She moved her hands over her hips, her belly, taking her time to give them both what they wanted. She stroke her way up to her breast, cupping them, lifting them. She closed her eyes, licking her lips as she pinched her nipples.



“Is there anything you need me to help with?” She gasps as her mother’s voice came from behind her lover, jerking her hands off her body. He turned and smiled at this older version of his love. “I think she has every thing in hand. Let's go back to the living room, for a drink?” “That would be nice. Then we all can go out for dinner.” He walks toward the door as she turns back toward the living room.



He looks back at his lover, and winks. She blushed even more, his laughter floated over her. “I believe you can handle the rest.” She gave him a sexy smile- “I think so.” He left her to go entertain her parents, his mind on what she was doing in the kitchen.



Copyright: SKW 2006

“Come inside and sit in the chair. Hit play on the cd player” He pulled the note off the front door and smiled. His lover was up to something, and that was never a bad thing. He opens the door, throwing his duffle bag aside. He close the door, making sure he shut it loud enough for her to hear- were ever she was in the house. Candles light filled the room, and he saw his favorite whiskey sitting on the coffee table, along with a glass and ice bucket.

He had wanted a shower, and to change out of his uniform, but he was never one to turn down his lover’s wild side. Walking over to the kitchen chair sitting in the center of the living room, he picked up the cd remote, sitting as he turned it on. The song was Freaky Girl by Shaggy.



As the beat started, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. She comes out of the bedroom wearing a tight black shirt that hit her at the knees, showing off her curves. With a silk white blouse, black hose and three-inch heels, hair up in a bun. Her normal business attire. Very conservative and boring. He joked with her it was her schoolteacher look. She smiles at him, her lips glossy red. Damn he had missed her. It had been to long time between visits. Hips swaying with the music as she moved toward him, he let his eyes travel over her body, curvy in all the right places. Soft, and tender to hold his hardness.



She walks beside him as the song begins. “Well right about now, I need a girl who can explore. A girl who is more open minded.” She runs her hand over his shoulder as she passes him. “One who is ready to take on the world” She knew him well, as that was just what she was to him. She smiles and blushes, still a little shy around him even after all they have done together.



“High heels, gosh you look sexy. I’d steal a touch if you let me. I’m just the guy to kick it with you girl.” He reached out, and she nodded no. “Hey boo show me you’re ready. Lips looking juicy like cherry. I can almost taste your flavor girl.” Reaching the entertainment center, she reaches up and pulls the pin out of her hair, placing them aside. Her silky long black hair falls around her shoulder as turns to him, licking her lips. He grips the remote tight and shifts in his seat. Been way to long between visits.



“But it seems like you’re the wrong type. Don’t you ever get upset girl? Id like to see you sweat” She turns and spreads her legs wide, the slit up the back of her skirt showing the seam up the back of her silk hose. Now that was new. “It just feels like you’re too uptight. Girl you’re too conservative and that ain’t how I wanna live.” As the song beat kicks in, she starts moving- her hips moving from side to side, her hands travel down the sides of her body… moving to cup her ass as she looks over her shoulder to him. He drops the remote and leans back to enjoy the show.



“I wanna a freaky girl somebody just like me. Someone who understands just what a player needs” She unzips the skirt at the side and slowly lowers it over her hips, showing the black lace briefs that covered that ass before the white silk covered the view. “Aint with those perfect girls that shit don’t click with me. A very naughty girl that’s what I need” She lets the skirt drop and kicks it aside, the white silk covering her down just past her ass. The thigh high hose was just a tease.



She put her hands on the entertainment center and, throwing her head back, she let her hips move to the music, side by side, bending her knees to lower her body. She went downward, and he moaned. He could just picture her on her knees in front of him. He moved a hand to stroke his harden cock as the song and dance continued. She rose up and looks over her shoulder to him, and he saw her desire, her lust in her deep brown eyes.



“Handcuffs, can you get freaky. How far will you go to please me? Whips and chains girl are you down with that?” She moves her hands to the front of her body and he watched, knowing she was playing with her self… her soft moans drowned out by the music, but seeing them as her mouth opens, eyes closing. Shit… he grunted, unzipping his own zipper, reaching inside. “Strange places searching for pleasure. I want you to meet me wherever. Wearing just an overcoat and hat” She turns around and puts her wet finger into her mouth, sucking it, cleaning it with her tongue as he watched, her red glossy lips shinning in the candle light. He smiles, as her shyness was gone. This is one freaky girl.



“Or was I right you’re the wrong type. You don’t ever get upset I aint never seen you sweat.” She takes hold of the center of her blouse and gives it a hard tug, buttons flying everywhere. Damn. “It just feels like you’re too uptight. Girl you’re too conservative and that aint how I wanna live.” She pulls the blouse down off her shoulders as she moves her hips to the beat, showing him her bare breast. Shaped like pears, swaying as she turns her back to him.



“I wanna a freaky girl, somebody just like me. Someone who understands just what a player needs.” She throws the blouse aside and moves her hands to her hips, pulling off the lace briefs as she bends over, her long hair hitting the floor. “Aint with those perfect girls that shit don’t click with me. A very naughty girl that’s what I need.” She removes them, and slowly brings her hands up the back of her legs as she stands… over her ankles, calves, and the back of the knee that he knew she loved to have bitten. She opened her hands as she strokes her thighs, enjoying the sensation of the touch. He could only watch as she cupped her ass with one hand as the other one slapped the other cheek, hard. She let out a scream in pleasure.



He unbuttons his pants and adjusts them down to his thighs. She turned, and blushed as her eyes fell on his hard cock, standing straight. “Naughty girl is what I need. Come on and scream my name” She licked those lips again and he held out his hand to her. She knew it was time. She would come to him, or he would go to her, taking her. She came toward him, and he sung the next words to her, as it turned to a rap.



“To leave me up, hang me up, give it to me right. Swing from my shower curtain and from the ceiling light” She spread her legs and moved over his cock as he held it with one hand, the other moving to cup her ass. “Hot piece of loving. Carry me right through the night” She started to sink downward on to him, tight and hot. “I can handle the pressure when you put it right. Will love it when you ride me.” He moved both hands to her hips and jerked her down hard on him, taking all of her. He hissed, her heat burning him. “Really love it when you climb on me. Cause you know you are not going to hide from me”



She started to move up and down, her heels giving her the extra inches needed, and he stroked the silk on her thighs, knees, calves. “I wanna a freaky girl, somebody just like me. Someone who understands just what a player needs.” Her breast bounced as she moved up and down, moving her hips from side to side, forward and backward, as she pleased herself. He watched her breast, enjoyed her moans, her wetness as she climaxed, and started the ride to another. “Aint with those perfect girls, that shits don’t click with me. A very naughty girl that’s what I need.”



“Scream my name girl” he sang with the song, cupping her ass in his hands as he took control of the speed and motion. She screamed his name as he took her over the edge again, and the song ended. He just notice the song started over as her screams filled the room, riding him.



Copyright: SKW 2006