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    Reflection

    After an eternity she continued her journey down my body, but not before promising to return. When my jeans and underwear finally hit my ankles, she knelt before me admiring the view. I looked down at her unsure of what she would say. No one had ever look at my for quite that long before. She eventually met my gaze with a look of unbridled desire on her face.

    “You are the most stunning thing I have ever seen in my life.” Coming for an art connoisseur, that’s one of the biggest compliments you could ever hope to receive. She helped my step out of my clothing before running her hands lightly up the backs of my legs. She stopped at my ***** giving it a playful little squeeze before leaning forward to leave a chaste little kiss on my closely trimmed mound. I held my breath, not sure of her next move, wanting her to touch me desperately, but knowing she was going to draw this out for as long as possible. She buried her nose in my stomach, briefly inhaling, before joining me at full height once again. Again we kissed never getting tired of this timeless display of love and affection.

    She sat me on the edge of the bed, standing between my slightly parted legs. When she started to undo her own pants I placed my hands over hers, wanting the task for my own.

    “Can I?”

    “Of course.” My hands were shaky as I fumbled slightly with her zipper. She grabbed them both placing kisses on my palms. “Relax babe, just relax.” I exhaled in attempt to calm my breathing while she placed my hands back on her pants. I could feel her staring at me, but refused to look up, I was too concentrated on the task before me. I slid my hands between her hips and both layers of fabrics hugging her curves. Her skin was so hot, but I felt goose bumps form at my touch. I kept my hands flat against her body while lowering the last barrier between us, my fingertips brushing the edges of her firm ***** and my thumbs trailing her pubic bone. They brushed her curls before crossing to her inner thighs that clenched under my novice touch. When I could see her at last I was mesmerized. I had never seen anything like this before. Oh I know I had seen pictures in biology text books or in dirty magazines. I had even seen myself in the mirror or shower. But sitting here before her, allowed to touch and explore, my mind went into overdrive. There were so many things I wanted to do and yet I sat there staring at tight mahogany curls that led to the place I wanted to be most. She waited silently, understanding my need to look at her completely. She stroked my hair again and again. When her nails eventually skimmed across my scalp it brought me back to life.

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    Comments

    1. What do you mean you’ve never been in this position before? Damn,those last couple of chapters are enough to set a person on fire. Your writing is so descriptive, and so emotional that you feel like your right there witnessing it. Fantastic job, keep it up, but not at the cost of your grades and school.

    2. Muy Caliente! That’s was so steamin hot. I’m gonna go and take a cold shower and when i get back i hope to find the next chapter of this great tale.

    3. Is it hot in here or is it just me? Wow!! I enjoy the intensity and emotion that you deliver. Excellent story. Who needs school when you write like this? Ok, ok, don’t drop out but I bet you could write your way out of anything. I’m just saying… (smile)

    4. That was awesome, amazeing, and so beautifully written ive just read it twice and loved every word you”ve written looking forward to the next chapter… wouldnt mind Bettes POV…lol Im sure youd do it justice mmmmmm

    5. God, you really have a gift for depicting acurate feelings and sensations through both tender and passionate touches : what a beautiful, sensitive, exquisite palette !
      Your writing is truly wonderful. All my sincere congratulations !

      ” “You are the most stunning thing I have ever seen in my life.” Coming for an art connoisseur, that’s one of the biggest compliments you could ever hope to receive.”
      That line was great, by the way, I love it !

    6. Speaking as one the past judges I think if you get this out over 5 or more chapters this will most definately be a high contender for the next “Cold Shower Award”. Excellant writing, full of sensual emotions and tenderness.

    7. Every so often, I read a new story…I simply don’t have time to keep up with them all. But last night, I had the pleasure of reading one of yours for the first time…part 1 of this story…and I was so taken in by your writing that I went back and read all your previous chapters too. Just fantastic. You have a lovely way with words, and I hope your stories continue for many more chapters. Thanks for taking the time to write.(But don’t fail out of school…)

    8. OMG! This is soooooo gooooood and overwhelming!! Like looking at a piece of art that is just truly beautiful that it blew me away!! Hot… it sure is very very hot!! I’ve read your first chapter like 3 times… and this… wow… I don’t know how many times I’m gonna read it. Post more and soon…

    9. Oh my GAWD!!! Why do I insist on reading all your people’s wonderful writing at work. That was unbelievably sensual and loveing. I can’t wait for the next chapter! Superlative writing.

    10. Readers often want to be “put in the room” of the action, experiencing the emotions of the characters. If a writer is extremely gifted a reader is able to feel the emotions as if they themselves were the characters. You have accomplished this difficult task. I can’t wait to be both Bette and Tina…again and again and again.

    11. k, i just choked on my toast. mother of god that was fucking nuclear. im giving myself a moment to calm down to write.

      “but sitting here before her, allowed to touch and explore, my mind went into overdrive.” where the hell do you think mine went. well actually mine went nowhere. i couldnt think. as soon as you can, thanks.

    12. School…schmule. Although I suppose there’s a certain amount of rudeness involved in asking you to flunk out to keep writing for our enjoyment.

      And this chapter was much enjoyed. Please, what you can, when you can. The readers will be here.

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