And another oldie:
It had been a while since had been out. Just didn’t feel like going. So I thought what the hell, I do deserve some entertainment and decided to make a little sightseeing of my own…
I hadn’t been on the streets for long when I saw her. She looked delicious, slim and in perfect shape; her dark hair slightly curly and her eyes having that spark in them to make guys eat from her palm. She looked bored so I thought I’d give it a try, after all I had my own charm that most people found hard to resist.
She was leaning on the railing of a sightseeing platform overlooking the old town but her mind seemed to be drifting in a dream world, she was paying no attention to the city lights below. I walked up to her and touched her shoulder gently; she looked up and smiled so I asked if she’d care for a warm drink since the night was becoming chilly. She agreed with another smile and we walked down the platform to a nice café I knew just around the corner. We ordered hot chocolate without even asking what the other one wanted and finding our tastes alike made us laugh. We were sitting in the corner table and the place was quite empty apparently since it was no season for tourists any more. Halfway through our drinks she looked at me and asked if she could kiss me and I saw no reason to refuse so she planted her soft lips (tasting a bit of that chocolate she’d been drinking) on mine and slid her tongue in my mouth. We kissed for a while, she seemed to enjoy it and so did I… so it seemed logical that we got up and left. She touched my face with her fingers when we were in the elevator going up to my penthouse apartment, her skin felt so soft on mine – I guess that’s how it should be when you are not immortal. But the difference didn’t seem to bother her. We went straight to the bedroom, I guess our minds were moving in the same direction and she started taking off her clothes dropping her coat on the floor and loosening the buttons of her tight black top.
My first impression had been right – her body was gorgeous, she had perfect breasts and the nipples were perky with desire; her slim waist curved to a well-shaped ass and her legs would have made any model green with envy. She looked at me and lay down on my bed spreading her legs a little and running her hands all over her body as if showing me what to do. I didn’t need any instructions; I stripped myself too and climbed to the bed next to her. I kissed her lips and started moving down, touching her neck (for a split second I was tempted to bite her right away but I knew it had to wait), licking her skin down to her breasts, playing with my tongue around her nipples and sucking on them gently. She closed her eyes and her body was moving to guide me on. I spent some time with her breasts still, I just couldn’t resist the way they felt in my hands and how they tasted. Then I went on, making my way across her flat belly and further on to her pleasure zone. She was almost fully shaved, just a thin line of hair like a road sign guiding me in the right direction. I slid my tongue between the lips and she tasted so good… She ran her hand down my back and grabbed my butt, I felt her fingernails on my skin and it got me wet in an instant… she slid her middle finger inside me and when it was well lubricated she moved it to my ass. I wasn’t expecting it and she had long nails but I didn’t feel anything sharp so I relaxed. She began to make little round movements with her finger sending pulses to my entire body and I felt I was dripping wet. Soon we were breathing fast and our bodies were melting with sweat, her skin a lot warmer than mine though. She came with a scream, her body shaking and her legs open wide. I placed myself on top of her spreading my legs and still having her finger inside me so I could keep my hands free to stroke her breasts and get her ready for the final. I knew I was almost at the climax so I bent down kissing her lips and gently turning her head sideways; I kept kissing her neck and when I felt the orgasm building in me I opened my lips and sank my teeth in her flesh, my whole body shivering and the hot blood flowing down my throat soothing my thirst…
http://darkdeja.deviantart.com/art/Girls-Night-Out-111828684
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Monday, August 31, 2009
Trespassers
Old one, copied from my DA page (http://myracle.deviantart.com/art/Trespassers-79385267):
It all started when I hacked into the mainframe of National Bank. I didn’t get very far and I didn’t intend to – it was merely curiosity; but they caught me. I thought it was my end; after all, we had almost zero tolerance for crime. But seems that they wanted to use me for their purposes and I was given a second chance. A lousy one to be honest but still an alternative to being combusted as a warning to others. They said that my talents were useful for the State and if I showed signs of improvement I could be redeemed. So I agreed.
I was reprogrammed and trained and tested and proved to be acceptable. And that is why after a year I was assigned to you. Well, you weren’t exactly happy about it – you were used to walk alone and as our society didn’t approve any personal kind of coexistence of people, most of us were loners. There were of course business relations and lines of command but anything based on feelings was strictly prohibited. So I started my training with you in a unit specialized on pre-crime investigation. It means that our State authorities believed that crime should be discovered before it happens and therefore it can be avoided. The task of us was to track down and capture possible future criminals and bring them to justice. Most of the work was done by establishing contacts with different people, talking to them, trying to figure out how their minds work. It involved sharp instincts, fast thinking and a lot of training. And you just had a talent for that – you could look at someone, exchange a few sentences and you were able to profile that person relatively accurately. So of course you liked to work alone. But I was attached to you mostly because I was an expert in computers and stuff like that and they wanted to test some fancy new equipment and they needed me to operate it and then they could compare my results with yours determining whether a machine could do the same job as effectively as a human. Or half-human in some cases.
At first we didn’t talk at all. You gave me the task outline, we agreed on technicalities and that was it. But the long hours we had to spend together and just wait until the necessary person shows up finally brought us closer. You began to explain me things not only handing down an order and I had to admit that besides razor-like mind you had a certain inner beauty that I hadn’t noticed before. We started to argue and come to agreements, discuss things and understood that in some ways we’re pretty much alike. So once when we were sitting in the patrol car for the second sleepless night in a row you suddenly looked at me and said that I was pretty. I felt confused, I thought that you wanted to distract me from work and then prove that I was careless. I smiled and answered that I’m not supposed to be pretty but useful for my country. You touched my face and told me to calm down; it was not a test of some sort and that you had disabled the tracking devices already earlier and that I should relax and forget about that arrogant country that only used us to get its way but didn’t give a damn when our feelings were at stake. I stared at you in confusion – of all the people you were the last one to talk about feelings, after all, in your training program you had emphasized over and over again that the first step on the way to perfection was getting rid of all feelings and staying focused on the mind. You smiled in a somehow bitter way and said that it’s a lot of crap and you tell this merely because it’s the only way to survive. But what you really think is a way different thing. You seemed so sincere and trustworthy that I decided to believe you. I looked in your eyes and told you that I understood and I felt the same way. And that sometimes it hurts. You put your arm around me and said that from now on we were together and this was our secret and we had to be really careful. Then you kissed me. I had never been kissed like that before and I instantly wanted more. Your lips were soft but yet strong on my mouth and your tongue was slipping in and out like a snake. I didn’t want you to stop. I was totally losing control. For most of my life I had been communicating with machines that were fully under my command and I had no idea that giving up that command to someone stronger can be so enjoyable. I wanted you to take me and do to me all the things I had heard about from the emotion trespassers we arrested. Very often one of the last things they told before they were tranquilized was that people like us could never be happy because we deprive us the greatest joy in life – the affection towards someone and the feeling of sharing. I had thought about it and hadn’t quite understood the meaning but now I felt I knew.
You switched on the stealth mode so the car was invisible to the radars occasionally checking upon patrol cars for safety reasons – sometimes when a car is standing on one spot for too long there is a possibility that the patrol has been killed and the command center should send out reinforcements. We didn’t want that so we went into disguise. You lowered the seats and dimmed the windows so if someone happened to pass by the car looked empty. You inserted a small silicon chip into the navigation computer and it turned into a jukebox; playing those old songs I haven’t heard in years because all entertainment was off limits to us. I felt like I had traveled in time to a better world were no one could hurt me. I wrapped my arms around your neck and whispered to you to take me here and now.
I don’t know how long we were lying there, I had lost track of time. When we regained consciousness, you switched off the stealth mode, started the car and drove us back to base. But you didn’t drop me off in front of my barracks as usual. You continued to yours, told me to wait in the car and ran inside. In a couple of minutes you returned carrying your full combat equipment and 2 blaster guns. You threw them in the back of the car, sat behind the wheel and drove out of the base area. Soon we were in the beginning of hyperdrive runway and you stopped the car to key in your access code on the gate. It opened and we entered. You maneuvered the vehicle in the proper position and initiated the jump sequence. I looked at you and asked where we were going. You smiled and said:” To a better world” and started the countdown.
It all started when I hacked into the mainframe of National Bank. I didn’t get very far and I didn’t intend to – it was merely curiosity; but they caught me. I thought it was my end; after all, we had almost zero tolerance for crime. But seems that they wanted to use me for their purposes and I was given a second chance. A lousy one to be honest but still an alternative to being combusted as a warning to others. They said that my talents were useful for the State and if I showed signs of improvement I could be redeemed. So I agreed.
I was reprogrammed and trained and tested and proved to be acceptable. And that is why after a year I was assigned to you. Well, you weren’t exactly happy about it – you were used to walk alone and as our society didn’t approve any personal kind of coexistence of people, most of us were loners. There were of course business relations and lines of command but anything based on feelings was strictly prohibited. So I started my training with you in a unit specialized on pre-crime investigation. It means that our State authorities believed that crime should be discovered before it happens and therefore it can be avoided. The task of us was to track down and capture possible future criminals and bring them to justice. Most of the work was done by establishing contacts with different people, talking to them, trying to figure out how their minds work. It involved sharp instincts, fast thinking and a lot of training. And you just had a talent for that – you could look at someone, exchange a few sentences and you were able to profile that person relatively accurately. So of course you liked to work alone. But I was attached to you mostly because I was an expert in computers and stuff like that and they wanted to test some fancy new equipment and they needed me to operate it and then they could compare my results with yours determining whether a machine could do the same job as effectively as a human. Or half-human in some cases.
At first we didn’t talk at all. You gave me the task outline, we agreed on technicalities and that was it. But the long hours we had to spend together and just wait until the necessary person shows up finally brought us closer. You began to explain me things not only handing down an order and I had to admit that besides razor-like mind you had a certain inner beauty that I hadn’t noticed before. We started to argue and come to agreements, discuss things and understood that in some ways we’re pretty much alike. So once when we were sitting in the patrol car for the second sleepless night in a row you suddenly looked at me and said that I was pretty. I felt confused, I thought that you wanted to distract me from work and then prove that I was careless. I smiled and answered that I’m not supposed to be pretty but useful for my country. You touched my face and told me to calm down; it was not a test of some sort and that you had disabled the tracking devices already earlier and that I should relax and forget about that arrogant country that only used us to get its way but didn’t give a damn when our feelings were at stake. I stared at you in confusion – of all the people you were the last one to talk about feelings, after all, in your training program you had emphasized over and over again that the first step on the way to perfection was getting rid of all feelings and staying focused on the mind. You smiled in a somehow bitter way and said that it’s a lot of crap and you tell this merely because it’s the only way to survive. But what you really think is a way different thing. You seemed so sincere and trustworthy that I decided to believe you. I looked in your eyes and told you that I understood and I felt the same way. And that sometimes it hurts. You put your arm around me and said that from now on we were together and this was our secret and we had to be really careful. Then you kissed me. I had never been kissed like that before and I instantly wanted more. Your lips were soft but yet strong on my mouth and your tongue was slipping in and out like a snake. I didn’t want you to stop. I was totally losing control. For most of my life I had been communicating with machines that were fully under my command and I had no idea that giving up that command to someone stronger can be so enjoyable. I wanted you to take me and do to me all the things I had heard about from the emotion trespassers we arrested. Very often one of the last things they told before they were tranquilized was that people like us could never be happy because we deprive us the greatest joy in life – the affection towards someone and the feeling of sharing. I had thought about it and hadn’t quite understood the meaning but now I felt I knew.
You switched on the stealth mode so the car was invisible to the radars occasionally checking upon patrol cars for safety reasons – sometimes when a car is standing on one spot for too long there is a possibility that the patrol has been killed and the command center should send out reinforcements. We didn’t want that so we went into disguise. You lowered the seats and dimmed the windows so if someone happened to pass by the car looked empty. You inserted a small silicon chip into the navigation computer and it turned into a jukebox; playing those old songs I haven’t heard in years because all entertainment was off limits to us. I felt like I had traveled in time to a better world were no one could hurt me. I wrapped my arms around your neck and whispered to you to take me here and now.
I don’t know how long we were lying there, I had lost track of time. When we regained consciousness, you switched off the stealth mode, started the car and drove us back to base. But you didn’t drop me off in front of my barracks as usual. You continued to yours, told me to wait in the car and ran inside. In a couple of minutes you returned carrying your full combat equipment and 2 blaster guns. You threw them in the back of the car, sat behind the wheel and drove out of the base area. Soon we were in the beginning of hyperdrive runway and you stopped the car to key in your access code on the gate. It opened and we entered. You maneuvered the vehicle in the proper position and initiated the jump sequence. I looked at you and asked where we were going. You smiled and said:” To a better world” and started the countdown.
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