The Deck
2:53PM on May 21, 2009
We had been inside for while, enjoying each other’s company. It was getting a little warm and fresh air sounded nice. Well, he thought the idea was to go outside so he could smoke and together we would enjoy the quiet of outside. I had other plans and made sure that I grabbed a blanket on the way out the door.
Once outside the air was cool, a little cooler than expected but the cool breeze felt good against my skin. Together we walked to the deck. There was some small talk as he lit his djarum and I found a place to sit on the lower ledge. I was completely lost in all that was going on. To actually have this man standing in front of me, no interruptions, no limits, and no worries it was what I wanted, what I needed, and what I was glad to have. Despite working a full day I was excited, my body was excited, wide awake, and full of sexual energy. The cool air against my skin, the scent of cloves, the recent indoor activities, and the possibility of someone seeing us on the deck all added to my excitement.
Sitting on the ledge I was watching this man smoke and I wanted him close. Time was limited and I didn’t want there to be that much space between us. I honestly cannot recall if I voiced me wanting him near or if he just sensed it. Either way I wanted him close and close he came. So close that my body tingled and gladly accepted his body heat. So close that I could feel an undeniable surge of sexual energy between him and I. Before I knew it my hands were pulling him closer and he was helping me get to what he knew I wanted. I lowered myself a little bit more and looked into the eyes of a man I craved, a man I wanted, and a man I would have.
I wanted to taste him. I wanted to kiss his most intimate places. I wanted him to know that I was willing and eager to give him the same satisfaction he had given me moments before. With my hands on his body I again look up at this man smoking his djarum and I knew that everything was just the way it was suppose to be.
I slowly kissed his manhood. Slowly licked and touched his length before I took him into my mouth. I wanted to taste every inch of him. I wanted to feel his warmth on my lips, on my tongue; I wanted to feel him grow in my mouth. I licked, sucked, and teased his manhood with my tongue. Occasionally taking him deeper into my mouth and slowly releasing him. I was enjoying the feeling of him in and out enjoying the feel of his manhood on my tongue, in my hands, and against my cheeks. My tongue swirling over, under, around his manhood wanting to make sure that every inch of him was tasted every inch of him was felt wanting to burn it into my memory. For whatever reason taking him into my mouth again and releasing him…looking up into his face seeing him look down at me, the look in his eyes in his face the sounds the lingering scent of cloves…at that very moment I knew things had just begun.
The blanket now spread across the deck and cool air blowing across my erect nipples I am laid down. The man I craved now seemed to crave me and as I looked at the star studded sky I once again felt a surge of sexual energy as his hands made contact with my body followed by his breath and the warmth of his mouth…
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