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Subject: {ASSM} Blue Moon by Pami (M/F, rom)
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It has been a very very long time since I started writing, and
very long since I posted anything here.  What can I say, I have
too much time on my hands this afternoon, so decided to see if I
could remember how to post stuff.   I'm sure I screwed up the
protocols, so I apologize in advance for that.

I wrote this recently for a friend, in honor of the Blue Moon of
August 2012.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did, and as much
as he did.

Blue Moon by Pami  (M/F, rom)

I stood outside on the balcony and enjoyed the night air.  It had
been a warm summer day, sunny with a small breeze, and I was
slightly sunburned.  I felt refreshed and relaxed after my cool
shower, and my still damp hair hung down over my shoulders,
occasionally dripping water onto my terry cloth sundress.

We had gone kayaking for a few hours that afternoon, and it had
been a fantastic time.  The silence of nature had surrounded us,
only broken by the bird calls and the splashing of fish as they
jumped out of lake and fell back into the water.  We didn't need
to speak much as we paddled around, although we looked at each
other and smiled more than our fair share.  In fact, even now, I
touched my face and found that same smile still plastered on my
face, and I wondered if I looked like an idiot, just going around
with a grin contorting my mouth the whole damn day.  The sunshine
of the day had given way to a cooler evening, and the moon and
stars were just coming out to play.

The sliding door opened, and he stepped out.  Wearing nothing but
a towel, and fresh from his shower, he took a few steps toward me
and slid his arms around my waist from behind.    He didn't
speak, just held me like that for a while, and I leaned back
against him.  I felt like I fit just right in his arms - and oh
what a delicious feeling that was.

He sighed into my ear and dipped his head slightly, brushing my
hair off of my shoulder so that he could kiss it.  It was a
gentle kiss.  Not urgent.  But then, we had all weekend to
ourselves, with no need to rush.  We could afford to let the
anticipation build, so we did.

His lips slid across my shoulder, sprinkling it with kisses and
then up the side of my neck to my ear.  I shuddered in pleasure,
and a small moan escaped me.  He lightly bit my earlobe and then
whispered into my ear how much he wanted me... needed me... and
how he had been waiting for this weekend for a long time.  I
didn't need to verbally answer him.  I knew that he was aware
that I had also been dreaming of this for what seemed like
forever.  We had two whole days alone, with no one around to
interrupt us.  No cares or worries to intrude from the outside
world.  It had been a fantasy of mine for so long that I found it
hard to believe we were actually there, together.  But I did feel
my smile get bigger, if that were even possible.

His mouth moved from my ear back down to my neck and he nibbled
on me.  My hand came up, around the back of his head and I held
him there.  Oh, he knew all of the right buttons to push and he
knew exactly what he was doing to me!  When he used his tongue to
lick the spots he had been nibbling on, my growls turned into
moans.  The smile disappeared from my face and I found myself
almost growling softly while I ground my bottom ever so slightly
into him.  I could feel his body getting excited and it was just
making me that much hotter.

I moved to spin around in his arms - I wanted to kiss him right
then, but he held me still.  "No, not yet.  Let me..." so I
relaxed a bit, or at least tried.

His hands slid up from my waist and cupped my heavy breasts, his
thumbs smoothing over my erect nipples.  I loved his touch.  I
reached up and covered his hands with mine, and then ran them up
his strong forearms.  God I loved everything about him, even his
wrists, I thought.  Whether soft and sweet or rough and urgent,
just the thought of his hands on me were enough to get me
aroused.  He continued to manipulate and massage my breasts while
still teasing my neck, ear, and shoulder with his mouth.   I
shifted anxiously from foot to foot and could feel the wetness of
my pussy lips meet the coolness of the night air.

"Please... baby..." I had meant to whisper, but the words came
out louder than I anticipated.

"Shhhhh," he shushed quietly in my ear.  "I know what you need."
One of hands abandoned my breasts and instead pulled the skirt of
my dress up slightly and slid beneath it.  A finger smoothed the
juices from my body up and down the outside of my outer lips, not
even trying to poke beneath or up to my clit.

I moaned again, and my head fell back onto his shoulder.  I
gripped the railing tighter as he teased me.   It felt like hours
passed until he finally used that same finger to poke past my
swollen labia and teased the opening of my body.  He swirled and
dipped and smoothed and tickled until I was panting.  He
whispered into my ear that he could smell my arousal, and I was
sure he could.  I could even smell it, and I couldn't help myself
as I reached around behind me and grasped his hardness.

He growled at my touch and the nibble on my neck turned into a
firm bite.  I smiled briefly again, knowing that he was as
affected as I was by what we were doing.  Then his finger slid up
to my clit and I stopped smiling and gasped instead.

He circled around and over and under and across that nub of
flesh, sometimes running his finger back down and darting inside
me.  I was struggling to maintain my grip on his cock, because it
was so hard to concentrate on anything other than his touch on my
body.  When he added a second finger into the mix, and then a
third, I couldn't maintain anything... not my hand on him or my
composure.  The sloppy wet noises from under my dress seemed to
be so very loud in the still night air, and my head was filled
with his love noises and words of encouragement and appreciation.

Finally he had two fingers inside me and his thumb rubbing my
clit and I felt myself explode.  My hips jerked back and forth
and I let out a wailing moan into the quiet of the night.  Anyone
hearing it would either wonder what kind of strange animal made
that sort of sound, or perhaps they would recognize it as a woman
in heat.  He cut the moan short by covering my mouth with his and
kissing me deeply, taking me higher.

He continued to stroke me through the aftershocks of my orgasm. 
His thumb kept brushing over me.  Every time it did, my hips
sprang forward to meet his touch and I would let out involuntary
noises.

Finally I calmed down.  His hand still stroking me, I turned my
head toward him and kissed him.  I could barely see his eyes in
the dark - only the light of the full moon lit up the sky.   He
smiled at me and said, "It isn't just a full moon tonight.  It is
a blue moon."

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