Joined: 26 May 2006 Posts: 4551 Location: Nottingham Uk
Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 2:40 pm Post subject: and the next part
There is little I enjoy more in the world than being thoroughly kissed. I don’t mean just someone sticking his (its always his) tongue in your mouth and dripping his saliva into mine, but the kind of kissing, which sends first one wave of sensation through me and then another. Mel started with her tongue thoroughly exploring my mouth, then drew mine into hers. As things began to get a little too wet, she withdrew and began to kiss my eyelids, little kisses that made me tremble, my eyes fluttering in response to her lips, which she told me later, gave her a fabulous sensation. No sooner had I become almost used to that, but her lips began to nibble at my ears, my neck got a little attention, then she was sipping my lips again. One hand had remained around my head, exploring hair, neck and finding that so-sensitive place behind my ears, while the other slid downwards, sliding a strap aside, moving onto the upper slope of my breast, hesitating for permission, then sliding down to explore breast and nipple.
My second boyfriend had a fixation with my nipples, squeezing and scrunching them until they were sore. Since then, I had not been over fond of having them touched, until that day. Mel’s fingers explored, excited, engorged them, with no discomfort, no pain, sending waves of warmth surging from my breasts, down to my groin. I was in sensory overload, in heaven.
I have no idea how long we stayed locked like that, long enough for both my breasts to have been thoroughly exposed, but suddenly I found myself shivering uncontrollably. There was a wave of cold emanating from the ground, into which Mel had my upper body firmly pressed. The top of my torso was burning, my back and thighs and calves were freezing. With Mel’s, so welcome, weight on my, the only parts of my body I could move were my legs. My left leg was lying loose at the side, my right leg with Mel’s either side of them. I pulled my left foot up towards my bottom, pulling the thigh off the ground, then move the right one up as far as I could, raising my knee upwards, my upper thigh pressed hard between Mel’s.
Immediately, Mel pushed backwards with her torso and began to ride my thigh. Each time she moved forwards, I forced my foot a little higher, so soon my leg was almost upright between hers, she was humping my at the point where my right leg met my torso. Now was not the time to worry about outside conditions! In order to enjoy my thigh, Mel had lifted her chest from mine, so now my fingers could begin the explore her breasts in turn. Her bra provided no real resistance to my fingers, and soon I was able to stroke, cup, roll and fondle her breasts and nipples to my hearts content. Mel was getting steadily wetter and wetter, her juices flowing through her knickers only my thigh. I was feeling more than a little damp myself, but she was so much nearer and I was content with that, let her taste enough pleasure and she would never want to run away again, plenty of time for me then.
Gales of drunken laughter, mostly male, rolled across the lake, spoiling my mood. I grabbed my bikini top, dragged the blanket back over us. Mel just giggled. ‘Do you think they saw?’, she asked, clearly amused. ‘They couldn’t have seen you anyway, so it will be my name all over the canteen tomorrow’. I was shivering again. ‘Time to go in’.
Mel gathered up the remaining picnic things, ‘Come on’. The one major problem with courting Mel had always been the fact that the cheaper rooms in hall were all two bedded, which meant you couldn’t take someone back to your room, easily. But clearly Mel’s room was where I was being led. ‘My room mate has gone clubbing, she won’t be back till four at the earliest!’, she aid leading me into the room.
‘A nice warm drink is what we need’, she said, drawing the curtains and smiling, ‘first that is’.
I don't want to say this, as I'm LOVING this story - but there needs to be a slight break in the pace - just like there is for the characters. This will keep the reader on the edge of their seat (hmm, a double entendre if ever there was one !). Something needs to happen - they need to communicate more, and then they can get back to being even deeper into each other.
Of course, you're the talent SG - so feel free to ignore me
Joined: 26 May 2006 Posts: 4551 Location: Nottingham Uk
Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 10:27 pm Post subject: charlie
Charliefar wrote:
I don't want to say this, as I'm LOVING this story - but there needs to be a slight break in the pace - just like there is for the characters. This will keep the reader on the edge of their seat (hmm, a double entendre if ever there was one !). Something needs to happen - they need to communicate more, and then they can get back to being even deeper into each other.
Of course, you're the talent SG - so feel free to ignore me
I invite comment and criticism - so I never never ignore it - I don't always do what a commentor suggests - but then I don't always do what I plan to either, but I always have the comments in mind - I shall go to be on this one.
I have to say I had planned to go straight for the main scene and then maybe break with the friend coming in - but - more communication? Hmmmm.
why is no-one else replying? i happen to think it's really well written (SUCH a sycophant ). SarahGirl - you should write what you feel comes naturally, just bloomin' get on with it cos I need closure!
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!). Something needs to happen - they need to communicate more, and then they can get back to being even deeper into each other.
