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Subject: {ASSM} [rom fest] Dancing with you at the turning of the sun
Date: Fri, 21 Jun 2002 11:10:07 -0400
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this has earlier been posted at
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3493.txt

   It is a favourite story because it is nice, which my other story is not,
and was my first posted on the net.  Incidentally it is also the first
story I wrote in english...

   Another reason I like it is all the recollections of scandinavian
midsummer celebrations it makes me remember.

   Dancing with you at the turning of the sun (MF, rom)

   We kissed , and we felt the smell of summer grasses.

   I kissed you hesitatingly at first, then with greater hunger, then I
held your head between my hands, and you had your hands on my head, forcing
me down to you, as our tongues met and mingled and liked each other. 
Around us there were crowds of people, but no one was staring, for this was
midsummer eve, and the bonfires were burning, also in all of us.  We felt
the heat of each other bodies, and we separated, kissed again, then held
each other tight, and I nibbled at your earlobes, and you felt my hot
breath in you ear, and I whispered:" I want you tonight, as i have never
done before" and you answered "Tonight" and we kissed again.  The we moved
slightly apart, rubbed noses as eskimoes do, a wise people about love in
cold countries, and a pleasant feel between lovers, and you said:" I want
to dance by a fire on a beach", and we walked hand in hand over dewey
fields down to the beach where they had lit the great bonfire.  The sky was
white, close to midnight, for even so far south the sun almost do not set
on St.John eve.

   People was dancing, people was drinking, couples were embracing, and I
held around your waist, pulled you close, my hand straying to your breast,
feeling the hardness of your nipple under the thin, sensuous silk blouse,
hard as a wild strawberry.  And you embraced me, your hands sliding over my
buttocks, and we kissed again, as all seemed to be doing, kissing deeply,
we danced to the sound of accordion music of sailors song in a maritime
county, holding each other thigh, my hands stroking your back, moving down
to cup your buttocks, pulling you towards me, and we kissed again, and I
kissed your face in the light of the fire and the red, flat sun that was
moving just under the horizon, and you felt me hard against your stomach,
and pressed closer, moving your hips against mine, feeling my cock hard
like a stick of firewood.  we were dancing in the sand, and you whispered
in my hear:"A quicker dance?" There was a small wooden platting that most
were dancing on, under a few dim strung up light, and we moved close, and
stepped up.  They had a boom box, with modern House and Jungle, mostly kids
on the platting , all dancing, all gyrating.  we saw a couple, she could
hardly be more than the sixteen that is the legal age here, grinding her
hips to a boy the same age, and we could see they were fucking, right on
the floor standing up, her head shaking , and you closed to me and we
kissed, and let each other go, and you danced.  I tried to follow , but
could not manage, and saw you dancing with wildness and joy, first moving
formally, in then letting go, your hips swinging, shaking your hair, your
breasts moving beneath your shirt in ways that made my throat dry, you were
sliding your hands over your body, and I desired you then and wanted to
hold around you and fuck you wildly on the floor with everybody watching,
fucking you on rough planking, fucking you a carefree tomcat fuck in
wildness, biting your neck and fuck you with fire in the night.  And you
stepped off the floor, and down into the sand, and we kissed, and you said:
"Now!" and I embraced you and you had your hands around me, and I was so
hard I could hardly stand upright without the tightness of the pants
hurting, and you caressed my prick, your hands in between us, and one of my
hands were moving downwards, stroking your buttocks, fingers probing the
crack between, and brushing your soft hair.I whispered in your ear:" "How
long have you been without panties?" and you smiled a sweet and wicked
smile:"All evening" and I licked you with a dry and rasping tongue down
your throat"

   "So everybody could see you?"

   " Everybody"

   "The young girls on the bus, the old sailor , the kids on the
floor,...?"

   I probed farther, and felt you wet and you moved your hips, as we walked
slowly away from the lights, around a bend in the beach, to darkness and
secluded places.  We were not alone.

   You worried with my zipper, and I backed you into bushes that grew, at
the foot a cliff, rounded and sensual like womans hip from the grinding
glaciers, and close to us, wet leafs stroking us as I drew up your shirt,
and felt your naked buttocks, we heard, the small gasps of another couple
fucking scarcely three meters away, almost indistinguishable in the dim
light, but we herd her Yes..yes..yes and his you've such a beautiful cunt,
and I moved my hands inside your shirt and enfolded your breasts in my
hands, pinched your nipples, and we kissed, and you finally got my zipper
down, and my prick burst free and you moved down ward in the darkness, your
sweet mouth enclosing the head, you feeling the warmth and solidity with
lips and tongue, tasting clean, moving your lips down, your mouth filling,
a heat of me as i moaned and moved my hips, and you drew back and pulled my
foreskin back fully, and licked me in along languorous movement around the
head of my rim , before I took your shoulders and drew you up, my hand
still worrying your breasts, your blouse hanging open, your shirt pushed up
and tucked together around your waist, and I smelt your cunt in front of my
face, smelling like desire, and kissed it, and you leaned back against the
stone, still warm from the day, and heard the girl three meters again
loosing control, and hoarsely shouting fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me now, and
he had moved past words and were making sounds like a rutting elk, and as I
licked your cunt and twirled my tongue over your clit like over an ice
cream-cone you whimpered, and I tasted your desire, and you spread your
legs and straddled my face and my tongue came deeper into you, and your
hips moved involuntarily now, and I came up with a damp and happy face, and
we kissed, and on my tongue you tasted your cunt, and on your lips I tasted
my cock, and you held my prick in your hands, and moved your legs apart,
and I moved into you and you sighed, and then gave a little shriek as I
entered you fully, and you clenched one leg around me as I fucked you
against the hard stone, the dew wet leaves stroking our bodies as we
fucked, each thrust lifting you up the wall, your back rubbing against it,
you now clutching the other leg around me, holding me as pole you would
climb, my hand under your buttocks, holding you up, your breasts pulped
between us, the nipples scratched from the thick rug of hair on my chest.

   Then my arms moved down, and held your ankles, moved under, and I folded
your legs up over my elbows, fucking you faster now, we were making I-
don't-know what kind of sound, and heard the other couple, now finished
giggling and the heard movement, and a hand, we couldn't see whether it was
the girl or the boy moved sooner, and a small came between us and cupped
your breast, your nipples between the fingers and pinched it, , then left
wet with our sweat, and curled gently around my balls before it withdrew
and we heard a cheery, "have fun" as they slipped away, and I slipped down
ard backward till I was lying on the ground and you ere riding me fucking
me, your face slack with lust, your hair wild, as you felt you impaling
yourself on my cock , me clutching your hips, your clothes coming off and
you naked except for shoes and stocking and me as well, and you screamed,
and your hips were pumping, and your hot wet sloppy oozing cunt was so
creamy, and then you felt the fire of the night the sun turns turn within
you, and from your groins you felt heat spreading as running water filling
you up until you felt that only your thin skin protected the world from the
fire that burnt within you, the fire that leaked from your eyes as tears of
joy and from your cunt as the womanly wines of pleasure.  And you screamed
and left and was flying, and felt the heat, the heat of the furnace, the
heat that turns an icicle to a floating invisible banner of cloud, the heat
that melts and transforms, and a moment you had no name , no person and was
nobody but the goodness of the moment.  And the, a momentary eternity
later, it was over, and you were hot and eager and fucking me, and I held
your hips as you spasmed, and , you leaned over me and we kissed again and
you tasted of all the joys of night, and you purred and said" Now let me do
you" and licked down my body, bit my nipples, finding my cock and sucking
it with your cuntjuice on and I groaned as hills moving, and came in seven
long, hot bursts, the first in your mouth, filling it with salt and heat,
and then I spurted over your throat and breasts, wet streamers invisible in
the night, and I lent down , put my hands in your sweaty, tangled hair and
lifted up your face and kissed you on the lips, and thne deeply and
insistently, as i stroked you and you shivered like a horse after an
important race and I had to break off to catch my breath, and we held each
other and giggled at the sheer joy of it, and I nipped playfully and gently
at your nose

   "Lets do this again" one of us said; I do not remember who.  This was
the third dance you danced by the fire, and the fire danced within you. 
And afterwards you were the same person transformed into yourself again,
but walking off into the day with one happiness more, and a fire still
smouldering in your body.

   

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