Once again, I sense those familiar longings awakened inside my love canal as I down the last mouthful of my symbolic banana. You're provoking a little sexuality yourself with all your speaking of our doing things we had only before imagined.
I can see now you're bulging again. I'm a little surprised that I hadn't noticed your hard (if you suffered any) the last time we had shared a ride along these wet southern highways. I had talked your head off that time, too. At times, some of our conversations even got off track onto some of my most intimate biographical narratives.
Maybe, you were hard much of the time; and had simply managed to hide it well. Maybe, I was too shy to check it out for myself or even believe what I saw, was what I thought I was seeing. Yeah, that must have been it. Maybe I'm basically a shy little old, lady-like passenger, when that's what I feel you require. I had talked the entire trip and yet had not been a seductress even when sex was the main topic. But, this time is different.
This time there is no way I can mistake your condition, I'm delighted to realize. It's indeed nice to see the bull rearing it's insatiable head at me again. I can't help but wonder at the prowess you command. I'm simply possessed by it. Its hard to believe you actually seem as horny as I. That happens so rarely. But, on the other hand, we'd never played behind an old weathered barn before today. I had yet to meet your monster up close and in person. I had spoken of such activities in the abstract, but, now we can both verbalize them with mutual admiration, through our shared experience.
Indeed we can now lust for each other beyond reason with both our bodies and our minds. I scoot over where ah...I can put my hand on you and feel your pre-orgasm jerks much like those I've been fine-tuning within my own organ for ah these many miles... Ummm We're surely synchronized now; both knowing it won't be long. You're patience will pay off soon, due mainly to my own ability to exercise restraint...not so, with your repetitive member.
But for now, I have to move away from you. I want with all my self-indulgence for you to hear me and to see me; to witness the expressions of passion on my face and to know ah what it feels like when uhhu I cum. At last, I need for you to acknowledge the rhythm of my orgasms. Oh yes, it's my wish for you to be inside me right then...uhhu especially then. I'll gladly deliver us into the very heights of ecstasy...Ahhu I pinky promise.
I'm not even sure I can describe my climaxes other than with the word dramatic and fun. It's hard to explain how my clit rears it's little shaft just like your much larger one. Ah yeah baby, but it certainly does. Mine feels just like a mini-dick or perhaps a little bitty rocket threatening to detonate at any moment. A blast up my ass might be aah an accurate way to describe what happens next.
Hurry lets stop somewhere I beg you. Anywhere baby. I need you now, I whisper into your crotch. I want my turn soon. Pull over. It doesn't matter how...it doesn't matter where...I only need it to be soon...um yes most definitely soon.
But, NO! Now it's your turn to admonish me to wait! Now it's your turn to tell me to hold back until we stop. Your turn to remind me we have a plan.
OK you're right, I realize as I remove my vibrator once again from my over eager sopping wet pussy; and I will my thoughts from electrified excitement to quieter calmer states with deep breaths. This is not the way, where, or when either of us want me to share my pulsating climax, with yours.
But, ah I was so close I almost didn't care, almost couldn't care...the urge to let it hang loose is becoming more and more demanding. Even though I've always had the ability to delay my pleasures, you make it so much harder to wait
ah but the torture of anticipation tastes sweeter than your tongue after it's been inside my pussy.
I'm really hoping this is the stop with the shower. It's most effective to be wet...the wetter the better. Besides, I've decided to remodel the old expression to instruct, "Cleanliness is next to sexiness" Ah I want to be right next to cleanliness as soon as possible.
So, according to our original agreement which was to share ideas for the who gets what, where and when plan, you've mapped out the route most apt to deliver us from the film of our previous passion's stains; and thereunto a most arousing spot where we might sponge them off one another...
Chapter five: It's Final. Either I Get Mine or We Both Get Ours.
Comments
threeleafshamrock | September 8, 2009 - 21:10
There's a lot to be said for a shower ;)
littlebit59 | September 8, 2009 - 21:14
MM
Yes there is and I'm just the one to say it...soon very soon.
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 00:11
hooray for showers!
good thing this ended where it did or i was gonna need a shower...a cold one
jason
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 02:30
Oh but wait a minute!! If you're that horny over "Next to Cleanliness", don't even start on "It's Final: I Get Mine or We Both Get Ours", when it's posted. Maybe I should include a warning label...not responsible for lost loads.
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 03:58
By the way Jason, I didn't realize you were Curse of 222. Wow! I've been reading your Huts series and to be singled out by someone as talented as you, is an honor and a wonder. It's like William Shakespeare taking note of Dr. Seuss. I'm happy to know that it did something for you, anything in anyway. Your writing is very intense and I'm in awe of your knowledge of the way those sorts of places endure. It reads like experienced fiction. I happen to know this myself, as I once worked in a place very much like the one of which you write.
It not only housed mentally and physically disabled patients; but also the criminally insane that were no longer considered a threat to others. That part about cigarettes was right on the money. Their lives revolved around smoking and the line at the window for their fix was almost as long as the medicine and supper ones. Great job! And I'm only on chapter 8...;o)
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 20:13
unfortunately, i'm not the one responsible for the Huts series. that's celticman, i believe. i'm not really sure where the confusion came about, but i do agree that he writes with power and intensity.
jason
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 20:29
Oh my goodness, you're right. It is celticman that writes the Hut series. But, I have read your Daffadowndilly and I think it was just as good as some of his chapters...only shorter. I still feel honored when anyone with talent, like you both obviously have, say anything about my meager attempts.
celticman probably hasn't even read mine so I feel even dumber. Just call me Dr. Dopey. Maybe when I clicked on your ID it took me to your page and I saw "Ripe" and thought of "Huts"...? Who knows, chalk it up to blond moments and trust that I did enjoy your story about the mismatched eyes and now I'll go read a few more of yours and comment on your brilliance more, when I'm through.
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 20:42
i think you sell yourself short. you write clear, graphic prose. your stories have a good flow and rhythm. you elicit a physical and mental response. i'd say that's damn good.
jason
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 20:50
Hum, you just made my day! I might even get real inspired and finish Chapter Five. I think I hate to finish it because--then what?
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 20:57
By the way, I love the idea of the physical response, almost as much as I do the mental one. However, the mind being the biggest sexual organ in the body, it's better to stimulate it more often...or maybe not.
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 21:25
i like to try to keep my mental and physical stimuli even. 50/50. although sometimes it's 100% physical. other times it's 100% mental.
jason
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 21:36
Me too, but often when I'm writing it tends to travel south a lot...the stimulus that is to say. I try to scold and set myself straight that I need to stay focused but then I realize that stimuli of that sort can work to my advantage. I would say that my ratio is about 75/75 when it's working best.
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 21:40
well, you are writing erotica, so the southward travel seems appropriate. you shouldn't scold or set yourself straight...that's much more fun if some one else does it for you! ;)
jason
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 21:48
Ya, you got that right. I do enjoy a light spank every now and again. Then if you rub my head the right way, I might purr or grant you a wish...just be careful what you long for, it could be hazardous to your health.
BTW, I really like your inspiration for "Ripe". I have some inspirations for my stories but they are mostly music and I'm not sure how to post them in the story or whether or not to even try.
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 22:17
everything good is hazardous to your health.
you could post something about what inspired you in the teaser, or as a comment right after the story.
jason
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 22:20
http://www.flickr.com/photos/karinalyle/3906597454/
thought this might inspire you.
jason
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 22:25
Ah hum yes that did give me an urge to lick and swallow.
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 22:37
Well, too much of everything good is not good for your health. Some good things are just TOO good and hard to resist no matter now hazardous they may later prove to be.
I'm going to think about adding the inspirations. Like I told you in another post, I don't know what I'm going to do when I get to the end of "the ride"...I'm not a poet and short stories evade me.
I guess I'll just read and see what everyone else finds stimulating and go on from there to wherever it leads me.
littlebit59 | September 10, 2009 - 22:52
Now see, I need to quit watching the numbers. I just checked again and I have 303 reads and the last chapter (Next to Cleanliness) has gone way past the number at which I had fully intended to post "Chapter five: It's Final..." and it kind of will be. How do you handle short poems and stories. Do you feel the urge to finish and move on? I guess you must you have so many good ones.
Curse of 222 | September 10, 2009 - 23:54
honestly, poems i usually just bang out and post...poetry is all about the feel for me. the short stories i tend to labor a bit more through. but, yes, once i start to write, i just want to get to the end.
jason
littlebit59 | September 11, 2009 - 00:43
Well, let me tell you in my opinion if the poems are all "the feel" for you...you always feel well.
Curse of 222 | September 11, 2009 - 20:01
thank you much.
jason