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Subject: {ASSM} "Chasing the Light" by Dryad (MF, Oral)
Date: Fri,  7 Feb 2003 02:10:07 -0500
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This is a piece of erotic literature. Don't read it if you: have heart
problems, back or neck injuries, are pregnant, have a pacemaker, are
under 48 inches, etc.
Other words, if you can't handle it, or are not of legal age, go
elsewhere.

All words are fiction and are owned by ME. Any reposting is expressly
against my permission unless i have been ASKED. 

Otherwise, enjoy, and remember Celeste's BJ principle. 
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Chasing the Light (MF, Oral)
Dryad

The breeze swept across the field making the frosty green grass dance
and shiver. The sun had just started peeping up through the golden
trees.  Laura smiled up at him as she focused the camera on the
sparkling valley.  His hand rested warm on her shoulder.  Change the f
stop, the exposure, as the sun climbed.  After a few more shots, she
stood up.

?Will, let?s see what else we can find.? She said softly, the imagery
surrounding them hushing her words.  They climbed back into the warm
car--following some unknown back road--following the shadow and light. 
They crossed a stream misting in the early morning light, reflecting
deep reds of Swamp maple and golden hues of Norwegian maples. 

She stood, the breeze ruffling hair that wisped out of her ponytail.
She found her shot; but it needed height. She climbed up on the rocky
embankment, standing tall on top of a boulder.  His hands followed
her--wrapping warmly around her waist, steadying her.  The camera
clicked and whirred; changing exposure for certainty, and clicked and
whirred again.  As she turned, finished, he lifted her, dragging her
body down along his.  He teased her slowly, attentively.

She followed the light onto the country roads, the open, misting
fields, until the sun no longer lent itself to interesting shadows. 
Patiently, warmly, he followed her, not submissively, but attentively.
The car found itself on a dirt trail, not even a road, in some unknown
park.  The autumn light melted through the golden foliage above bathing
them in a warm light.

Will touched her brushing his fingers against her thigh, her long skirt
awry. Her eyes fluttered closed and she shivered. He leaned into her,
fingers feather-light sending wild messages to her center. Fingers
straying, he raised his eyebrow at the newfound knowledge of no barrier
to his curiosity. He smiled warmly, his head following his errant
fingers and Laura gasped, leaning back and melting into the golden
light. His tongue found her own molten center drinking the liquid light
he found there as her fingers wielded through his dark, thick hair.  

The shifting light drew patterns on the back of her eyelids, shut
tightly in ecstasy.  Her grip grew tighter as her body stressed and
strained to reach the lightness. As if he had a map, he touched every
erotic nerve she had.  Suddenly, she felt her self melt, shuddering
wildly, moaning Will?s name softly as her lids fluttered and all she
could see was gold.


Copyright Dryad (2003) gbbjg@yahoo.com


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