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    Her hands

    Story written on June 17, 2011 by kins40.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=77645
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    Single chapter – one off

    I tried to respond to the erotic caress she had subjected my hand to, but I felt it impossible to muster enough strength to clench my fingers around hers.
    In was well into the night when we finally fell asleep amidst the mess of sheets. Her head was resting on my chest, our legs in a tangle. Her hand rested on my stomach an inch or so above my belly button and was rising up and down in sync with every breath I drew. The colour contrast was stark between the fairness of her skin and the natural bronzed tint of my own. 
    I covered her hand with mine and silently vowed to never let go of it as long as I lived. 
    With her hand ……… in mine, we became inseparable. 
    She would walk alongside me and I would instantly feel her hand slide into mine.
    Fingers interlocking with ease, thumb caressing the back of the hand in a silent, "how are you," our hands developed their own morse code.
    In the most crowded places, in the noisiest of environments or in situations which commanded the most respectful silence, our hands were always able to confirm to one another what either of us was feeling.
    She would slip her hand in mine, fitting her smaller fingers perfectly in between mine. Her palm would briefly caress the inside of my hand. She  doesn’t have to look at me, I know what it means. For the  brief moment we were apart she had missed me. I squeeze her hand to let her know that I, too, have missed her and her immediate response is  to squeeze my hand three times softy in her secret way to tell me, "I love you."
    It is loving, it is intimate and the rest of the world remains oblivious to our quiet exchange and my response to her is  a quick succession of four squeezes to tell her, "I love you too."
    Sometimes she would hold my hand and allow one of her fingers to gently caress the inside of my palm in a light swirling fashion. The message there is entirely different and tells of yearning and wanting and of secrets never to be told. We both know what will await when our journey finally brings us back home. The gesture is a precursor to a night of unbridled intimacy, a gentle start to tantalising foreplay.
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    2. Am I first?… Well, aren’t I your nb 1 fan anyway? All I can say is… AMAZING!! Would it be silly to say that I almost felt that scalp massage? And god knows I LOOOOVE scalp massages!!!… Who doesn’t? You know that already, bud god do I love your writing!!… That was beautiful, and that’s the understatement of the year! You just demonstrated how magic and powerful hands can be! Oh, and what a beautiful tribute to champagne as well! You wrote it wonderfully!! Bravo my friend, amazing one-off!… But to be honest, I never really had a doubt… ;) Thanks!

    5. My lovely Kins, you have been gone too long. I want a reply lol. I was wondering if you cared to co-write with me? I have been scared to ask :/ that’s why it’s not in your PM. Awesomely beautiful. I want her hands on me. Forget eyes are the window to the soul, our hands are the depth to our undying love. Caramel x

    10. Kins40 – Amazingly beautiful. I really love how you keep the beauty, respect and gracefulness of these two lovers especially in their most intimate moments. Glad you came back with a new one as you are one of a few that keep me here.

    11. Hi Kins40! :-) What a nice surprise to see your posting! Immediately read it and oh boy!… Must savor every bit of it as it was so deep in details and real!! And how do you do that?! :-p it’s “only” about hands some more! … ;-) thanks for beautiful writing for the weekend :-)

    12. Thank you for this fabulous description of Tibette’s happinessf rom the moment they met to Angelica’s birth.You have your way with words which I admire and envie. Thank you for this beautifultibute to our most famous couple. Thank you.

    17. Yay, you’re back! The love, tenderness and the emotional connection the two women share, you captured it all. You do know how awesome you are? Please write a story for each of your other top four of the most satisfying actions. Pretty please?

    24. Kins40, that was extraordinarily exquisite. you gave us almost their entire lives in five pages. They were the most beautiful, loving, gentle, intimate, respectful and sensuous descriptions of a lovers hands I’ve ever read anywhere. You do have a way with words. There were very few words spoken by either of them, yet you gave us what it was all about in the description, “LOVE,” almighty love and understanding of the love shared by two deeply connected people that doesn’t require words to convey the love shared between them, just that very special touch that says everything. Without a word of abuse, degradation, s&m, bdsm, not even anything that could be construed as nc-17, yet you gave us everything that we needed to know by just describing how much they loved and cared for one another almost without saying a word. Thanks so much for bringing us this very beautifully loving story.

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