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Guest Story by Lisa |
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Caramel Part 3 |
Comments
I hope you're encouraged to do more - enjoyed it a bunch
Oh, I'm always encouraged to do more. While I think Caramel is finished (if that's what you're referring to) I think I can choose another scene hovering about. My plate is definitely full, but I'll be back. ;) -Lisa
Fabulous - as always over all three chapters. Great descriptive text and such wonderfully drawn characters. How erotic writing should be. Loved every word
Okay, I'm blushing now...or maybe just getting a little warm. ;) -Lisa
Wonderful story which built well over the three parts. As usual, Lisa's descriptive text makes you believe you are voyeur to teh scene she unfolds in front of your eyes. Loved the story, the characters and the writing. More please.
Did I forget to pay you for that comment? Sorry...check is in the mail, my friend. ;D -Lisa
WOW! This series was sooooo hot! You are an exquisite writer, and convey such depths of passion. I especially liked the word, vul-cano. That is the first use of it I have seen and describes perfectly what others can only describe as a 'hot pussy.' Your obedient and devoted 'slave' forever...
You are too much, my friend. I like your sign-off, maybe there's a story in that. How about you be my sub? Subject, that is. ;D -Lisa
Wow I loved all 3 of these stories. It is amazing the way you wrote each one from a different point of view. Way to go I think i'm going to try some of these things. hehehe.
It's only fair if you report back with details. ;) -Lisa
Lisa, enjoyed your story with the two brothers sharing the wife. Hope that it is a keystone in real couples learning to enjoy wifeswapping and multiple partners. Hope that you also are and have enjoyed the joy of having more than one partner at the same time.
Passed on to Lisa for comment. -Lisa
Good erotic stories. Lets have more!
Wow...thank you. -Lisa
You are a very hot writer, your story painted pictures to me. Lisa, you have to have a fantastic sensual side to you with a very natural use of the written word. I am very sensual and love the sense of touch and kissing - you have great "word-pictures" Thanks. I am very curious as to what you're like in person. That doesn't happen often to me ! Thanks again.
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The only way to find that out is to see for yourself... -Lisa
Sensuous and hot and exotic and erotic and ... just wonderful Lisa! I'll be back to read more of your stuff just as soon as I recover from reading "Caramel"!
You mean I'm not suppose to feel like this all the time?! Maybe something short-circuited...oh well, I'm not fixing it! ;D -Lisa
Need more!!!
Sorry, love, that ride has come to an end. I'm in a rare mood at the moment and since you liked this one as much as I did, maybe I can write something just for you...if you like. ;) -Lisa
excellent characterization, realistic behavior, emotion, exps
Such an interesting response...I do hope you drop in again. -Lisa
Yea um I just feel like being an asshole so i give it a 1. -Asshole
Passed on to Lisa for a comment. But I think you are right. You're an asshole. -Lisa
awesome..i couldn't help but slip my finger into my slit to feel my warm wetness..not to mention i'm at the school library..in fact, i just came back from a very secluded area of the library where i managed to sneakily caressed myself to orgasm... after i'll hit send, i'll hurry home to give another blow of orgasmic ecstacy..your story just turns me on i couldn't keep my left middle finger from sticking it in and out of my slit and do the typing with only my right hand...
A {sensual wo}man after my own heart. -Lisa
Ugh. What happened to the writing style? Story line is fine but the use of a single 6-page paragraph to tell this story made it super-hard to read online and it appears that spell-check was bypassed.
You're talking to the writer, sweetheart, and I'm glad you enjoyed the 'story line'. As for my mistakes, thanks for pointing them out. I hope you didn't let a few pebbles ruin your trek into my fantasy. Still, thanks for coming in. ;) -Lisa
I loved the story. I takes a writer that is better than most to keep stories erotic (which you do well) rather than a little plot and the wham bam. Please write and publish more.
Now, I am truly blushing! Big kiss for you. -Lisa
This is the best love/sex story that I have read. Give you a 10 for it!
Passed on to Lisa for comment. -Lisa
A dissapointment after part 1 and 2, there is no fire, no emotion, just words... you have lost something that was there in part 2...
My disagreement is inevitable, you KNOW this. I played it back in my head and still think it was one hell of an effort. Thanks for stopping by. ;o) -Lisa
That was a good story. Do you have a collection on the WEB?
Thank you. I hope you have time to sit back, relax and take a ride on the...'onde euforico'. -Lisa
(MMFF ROM)
Exactly how alike can two brothers be? Especially their desires.
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I laid my head against soft, fluffy pillows and watched the two of them converse privately with one another. Both were fully aware of my inability to understand their language, which is certainly why they chose to use it, just then. What could they possibly be talking about now, I wondered. Although I was lost in my thoughts, I continued to watch them, my curiosity also began to grow. My eyes focused as I was brought out of my daydream by the feeling of being watched. Passion veiled two pairs of brown eyes as they relentlessly stared into me, speaking to one another in that sexy language. It seemed my husband was a different man tonight and it excited me immensely. Licking his tongue over his upper lip, he let his eyes glide over my entire body and my heart fluttered from his distant caress, as well other unsaid things in his gaze. I stretched and cuddled languorously in the pillows and thought of how this night had begun. I thought of how cooperative my husband had been when he had walked into the room to see Carlos and me. It certainly has been an unexpected, but well appreciated reprieve from the difficulties that have been straining our marriage as of late. I realized that Paolo and I needed to open our communication valves more and get rid of the bitterness that has crept in from disorganized priorities. Then, I'm sure our relationship would blossom, but I see no harm in the events that had taken place that night. I had hoped by the end of it, we would all be satisfied with blissful memories. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A soft, feathery caress had woken me from a nice little nap, tickling me very meekly. Not fully awake, I turned to see what the pleasant object was, only to feel a pair of strong hands on my shoulders. Oblivious as to which brother had taken hold of me, I attempted to ask as my attention was drawn above my head. Another set of hands brought down a silky blind fold and gently tied it around my eyes. I couldn't help the smile that had spread across my lips or the pleasurable jitters that flowed throughout my stomach, but I was very intrigued by what possibilities the night had reserved. The bed lifted as they removed themselves from it, although, I couldn't see them, I could definitely feel them and the sexual excitement that had filled the room. I unmistakably noticed a faint male scent and body heat as hands led me to the bench at the foot of the bed. As I sat there, I couldn't decide which body held the manly fragrance, but there was no mistaking what part of the body it was that was so near to me. I knew they were aware of my growing need to be touched, so one of them chuckled and pulled a locket of my curls. Paolo's voice came out in a sultry tease. "It feels so good to get out of those damn underpants." He teased just to get a reaction out of me and I bit my bottom lip as I pictured him fully naked. The urge to blindly reach out and feel for him was too much and I searched for his body...or at least the part I thought was surely reaching out towards me. As I did, one of them jeered again. "Ah, ah, ahhh...no touching, sweetheart. If you want a taste, you're going to have to earn it...like a good little girl," whispered Carlos. Imagine my delighted surprise! I had thought my husband was standing in that very spot, which made me smile bigger. My attention quickly moved from the sound of Carlos' voice to Paolo's lips trailing kisses down my left arm. I sat there naked in front of the two brothers and I ~surprisingly~ hadn't any knots of nervousness to fuss about. I was full of anticipation all over. Then, someone slowly caressed my cheek as another hand roamed over the inside of my thigh, staying well away from the daisy. I could tell that they were going to be merciless with their touches, but I was ready for it all. "You think she can handle the rest of this night, Carlos?" He said as he grazed his hand over my left breast. "I don't know, it might be a little much for her." He responded as he brought my head back with a slight pull of my hair. "She's gotten pretty hot...she's so wet." He informed as the back of his fingers ran up along my labia to touch the moisture. "Look at her, Pao, she's squirming in her seat." In my ear he said, "Maybe we should just throw her on the bed and fuck her senseless." He concluded as he slid a wet tongue along my ear. "No, my brother, that's too easy," he said near my lips. She likes to be teased, relentlessly. Patience, darling, it'll be worth the wait." His sexy accent lingered on my eardrums and vibrated down to the pit of my stomach. As each minute passed that night, their lust and passion increased. They were fiercely erotic and mesmerizingly seductive, so I don't have to tell you that the more they spoke, the hotter I became. They pushed me to the point where a woman was liable to do just about anything and the anticipation was like an aphrodisiac in itself. Just when I thought they would never stop the verbal torture, a pair of warm, rough hands slipped underneath my bottom and situated my position on the bench lengthwise. I sat at the end of the bench with my hands patiently rested upon my thighs. Although everything around me was totally gone from my sight, my other senses were aware of everything that was unseen...scents, sounds, and sensuality. Suddenly, but gently, those warm hands tugged at my shoulders so that my back was on the cushion while my feet still graced the floor. I reached blindly and was rewarded with a nicely curved ass on my fingertips. As I stretched to touch more of that lean part of his body, he slowly walked away from me. My heart leapt from his teasing gesture. Just then, lips were placed between my firm, round breasts and made their way up to my throat. The feeling was intoxicating, but I couldn't figure out which brother belonged to those wonderful lips. This time I didn't dare reach out for fear they would tie my hands together. I wanted my freedom to explore when I wanted, so I silently vowed that we could save the bondage for another time, smiling to myself. My thoughts were interrupted by an unfamiliar...something. Feathers? Were those feathers that caressed me between my thighs, I had thought to myself. As I attempted to reach my hand down to investigate, the lips returned to my throat and I was warned very softly to keep my hands on my stomach or they would be tied to the legs of the bench. It was Paolo, I smiled and as delicious as being tied up sounded, I minded my manners. But, did he actually think that would be punishment? Surely he must have, but after that night...he understands me alot more. His words had definitley caused my thighs to tremble with delight. As I opened my mouth to inquire about the 'something' Carlos slid over my thighs, one finger touched my lips in response. I didn't have to guess that that meant...shut up. A wonderful scent of man flowed through my nostrils and I knew he had returned to my face after a brief absence. He said nothing for a long moment and came down onto my lips tenderly...at first. I opened my mouth, eager to taste his luscious tongue and as he journeyed inside, he filled my mouth with his wine-scented fragrance. The moment his tongue slid into my mouth, another tongue, much lower, pushed between my other lips. I felt Paolo grin at my surprise gasp as Carlos' tongue swirled in and around my labia. Then, I felt those feathers again, feathers that had some type of wet object at the end. It dawned on me that the 'wet object' was another tongue. I had a very vivid image just then of three delightful tongues lavishing my body. The 'feathers' were long hair, I concluded and the feeling of two wet tongues sliding around my pussy interrupted any rational thoughts I tried to hang on to. I released my moans and squeals of pleasure into my husband's mouth. He had continued kissing me and the hotter I became from the double stimulation, our kiss became deeper and more intense. Pleasantly, both of my thighs were held down with two different hands as those two tongues explored my juicy folds. One had patiently caressed my clit as the other tongue licked up and down the length of my lips. Unfortunately, I couldn't see the magnificent sight of them between my legs, but their low moans drifted to my ears. Carlos and his 'partner' began to slide their tongues over each other's while flicking in and out of my pussy, just as our tongues slid over each other from kissing. They took turns tasting and diving inside of me, and licked each other. They licked around my clit and lapped up my cream like two hungry kittens. They drove me to euphoric madness. The wonderful pressure that had started to build was ready to explode like a trembling vul-cano. Paolo took it upon himself to heighten the sensation as he sucked one of my hard nipples into his mouth. His knowing manipulations shot lightening down into the core of my apple, the trembles quickly turned into rumbles that sent a tremendous current that quaked throughout my body. My low squeals and moans disappeared behind a scream of pleasure that caused my hard-working 'employees' to giggle with obvious satisfaction. "W-who is our guest?" I whispered weakly to Paolo. His response was a simple laugh as he moved away from me with one last peck on the lips. He simply amazed me. Experiencing this side of him was like meeting a new man. I was not prepared or accustomed to him being so confident and in control. I didn't mind being the aggressive one, but this militant side of him tonight was truly a marvelous thing I could get used to. Lost in wonderfully sexy thoughts, I allowed my body to come down from its peak. I was also curious to see what (or who) was coming next. I had heard movements around the room and our guest was, no doubt, a woman. I was suddenly aware of her aroma and the fragrance was even lovelier due to my current state of mind. Soft music had flowed throughout the room as soft womanly lips briefly touched mine. I had reached up and wrapped my fingers around silky tresses that had dropped down onto my shoulder. My first thought was to guide her back to me with her hair, but it was my turn to be an obedient player and I placed my hands back onto my stomach. Male hands reached for mine just then and brought them above my head onto the bench, he then teased my lips, while female hands caressed underneath my breasts. At this encouragement, Carlos kneaded my thighs and intentionally skirted the sides of my lips. Such a sensual feeling it had been with so many hands exploring my body from head to toe. How unpredictable the human body can be, because I didn't think my body could be ready for more adventures, however, I was willing to go as far as my husband wanted to go that night. "Carlos, you said there was something you wanted to show me," she said in a sexy voice. Her voice, indeed, had sounded very familiar and within seconds I realized it was my co-worker and friend, India. Immediately her physical appearance came to mind as I remembered the last time I saw her and the first time I had seen her naked at the spa. We were pretty much the same height, with her being slightly lighter in skin color and long black hair. She was a beautiful and curvaceous woman with large breasts. I had not been able to turn away and that is what I envisioned now as I waited for the next treat. "Sí, you are correct." The image of mischievous eyes had caused a little stream to flow from within me. "Well, I'm very eager to see what it is, please...can you show me now? There was an urgency in her voice that revealed her wicked arousal. After a short moment, Carlos brought me up to a sitting position as he moved himself behind me. I didn't know where Paolo had gone off to, but I was subtly aware that he was close...and watching as his brother slide his arms underneath mine to capture my breasts in his big hands. He massaged them, pulled them, and pressed them up against me. He squeezed the nipples as they hardened under his fingers and inconspicuously noticed his brother's reaction...unbeknownst to me, of course. I could only imagine the lust in his eyes as he watched another man intimately touch his wife. After a moment of mild stimulation for his audience, Carlos' right hand had trailed down between my swollen breasts that covered a rapid heart beat, past my ribs and belly button, and down into my ever-moist center. He whispered in my ear and painted a visual for me that would be the fuel for what he had wanted me to do next. He had spoken a few of those words in Italian and I had understood them from hearing them so often from Paolo. "Your husband is sitting a few feet away on the small sofa in his underpants and no shirt. He's cupping his balls, and the passion that is in his eyes tells me he would throw you on the bed and fuck you now if you weren't about to do something he has been dying to see you perform." "Now, Sierra...touch yourself. They're waiting," Carlos whispered encouragingly. The word 'fuck' has always had a profound effect on me and my body produced more liquid feedback to prove it. Well, that word and the mental image of my husband and India waiting for me to caress myself to an orgasm. I had never had an audience before, but have always been curious about it. So, I let my hand expertly find its way to my aching mound while Carlos squeezed my breasts together, rolled them in his palms and lazily kissed my neck. My hand travelled a little faster than normal in his sensual embrace. I was acutely aware of his warm, firm cock resting on my lower back...waiting patiently behind his silky boxers. I thought back a moment before he had sat behind me. As he straddled the bench, the head of his dick pushed forward through the small opening of his shorts as he lowered himself. He let his shaft trail a hot path down against my skin sending tickling sensations throughout my nerves. I was sure that innocent shift was for my benefit, but I hadn't needed the incitement. Because... My middle and ring finger had come down into a very damp labia. The amount of wetness surprised me and gave me the perfect opportunity to show them how I perform alone. As I captured a bit of cream with two fingers, I slowly brought my hand up towards my mouth, coating my bottom lip with the liquid treasure. Although I couldn't see their reactions, I heard them. I could only imagine the look in their eyes as they watched my tongue find the juice and I smiled as I licked it into my mouth. Carlos, who was watching over my shoulder, groaned into my ear. I let my head fall back onto his shoulder and ran my finger over and around my clit. As more lava flowed from the heated vul-cano, I slid two fingers up inside my trembling walls. The sensations blocked out the other senses that were left alone and I felt as if I were there entertaining myself. While I continued to make out with my cherry pie, Carlos let out a small laugh against my neck. He then grabbed my hands and placed them palms down onto my thighs. I was reaching the point of no return before he stopped me and my breath was far from stable, therefore, I couldn't understand why he had stopped me. He had responded in a silent gesture and lifted himself from behind me, grabbing my hands in the process. I was standing, patiently...okay, maybe not so patiently since I had been highly aroused and at the point of orgasm. He had asked me to keep my hands down and as his touch slid from my arms...another touch greeted me in exchange. Pliant mounds of flesh pressed against my own breasts as feminine hands caressed my shoulders. I smelled her soft perfume, I inhaled her lower fragrance and in my provocative state, I could no longer stay in that docile position. In return I placed my hands on her shoulders and turned her around in front of me and as I did this, Carlos gently removed the blindfold. My vision focused onto a pair of intense eyes as they watched me standing there with India. I gazed back at him as my hands slid over her body. Next, I lifted her hair and licked her neck and shoulder while watching Paolo's reaction. I turned her around to face me and kissed her very passionately. I had known how aroused he would get as I did that...I could also see it! As I had continued to kiss her, I walked her backwards towards my husband. I simply looked at the both of them which prompted India to grab his hand and led him out to the balcony. After they walked out, I turned to find Carlos leaning against the dresser and I wanted to give him his last taste of caramel. Or so I thought. "Although I'm sure you had no clue how this night would unfold, I'm aware the two of you had a hand in planning it. I can understand quite a bit, now." His beautiful smile was his only response. "Carlos, we may have made our relationship more difficult by crossing this line. It kills me to know that..." "Don't worry about it, I'll be fine. I don't regret this...I regret not doing it sooner." "Will things be...awkward between us?" "I don't see why, Sierra, if I desire you so strongly again, down the road, maybe...my brother won't be so stingy." he smiled again. "Besides," he said, "India and I have been talking about dating. We were going to surpise you." "Mmmm...lucky you." I smiled. I was so relieved I could cry. Instead, in the echo of moans and groans coming from the balcony, I led him over to the bed and pushed him down. Before I turned to straddle him backwards, I got a glimpse of Paolo and India outside. I couldn't see much, but enough to know she was bent over the railing. As I situated myself on both sides of his hips, I slowly lowered myself on his hard cock so he could see the juicy penetration with his own eyes. That thought had excited me a great deal and I leaned forward onto my hands, letting my lower body do all the work. His moans came out in short bursts as if all his strength was in keeping his head up to watch his shaft drive in, out, and between my soaked lips. The sounds that came from his mouth truly turned me on and produced a liquid that coated his shaft then cascaded down onto his pelvis. That is when he grabbed my hips and pounded into my pussy like a wild man...a mechanical bull would probably be a better description, in my opinion. His thrusts jarred my body with a delightful precision that propelled me into a storm of searing sensations. He had watched every soft, but potent orgasm ravage my body over and over as he finally exploded with a force that seemed to be a mixture of pleasure and sweet pain. Paolo had found us resting for the second time as he walked in on us, but this time he was half-naked. Carlos opened his eyes, grabbed my hand and kissed it. "Buonasera, my sweet caramel," he said after he kissed my lips. "Good night," was all I could whisper. As Carlos and India left the room together, Paolo stretched underneath the covers and wrapped his arms around my back. He described for me what happened on the balcony as I recounted the last event in the bed for him. I knew he had enjoyed himself, but he still made the comment... "No one can satisfy me the way you do, mind, body, and spirit. I was made to be yours and you were made for me...I will love you even after I die, mi amore." We fell off into a deep sleep as we kissed.
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