"Parchment of Passion: Helaine’s Diary"
By A.H. Scott
Copyright 2011 A.H. Scott
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Parchment of Passion: Helaine's Diary
By
A.H. Scott
Alberto and I had been lovers for almost a year. His condo was made a palace of pleasure that was a tempting treasure for my soul. My name is Helaine and this is my diary of delights, which delves into a certain exciting night...
Jade satin robe peeled off, as strands of my dark brown hair swept against my tanned shoulders. A ruby ring Alberto had given me, and lipstick the color of crimson were the flicker flare of fantasy for this night.
What I have planned is a sensuous encounter for the two of us, Alberto. But, then again, when we start light, it always ends up heavy, hard and howling between us, Alberto.
Twisting the red cap off that glass bottle of almond oil, I drizzled a stream of it upon your lovely chest. My sandy polished fingernails tenderly ran through that dark brown thicket of hair, almost like I were on an expedition of sorts. Oh, my love, you laid there licking your lips in eager anticipation of what I would do next. Unique is what you are and even every hair upon your body has that same status, sexy Alberto.
Oil had that almost sweet aroma, as I felt that heart beneath my hands starting to beat harder. Touching a man's chest, made me feel the passion within him. Alberto smiled and moaned a bit. And, to think, I hadn't even started with him yet.
My hips moved towards the side of the bed, as I placed the bottle of almond oil onto the nightstand. Oh, he had no idea had steamy Helaine was about to get. But, the steam came in ways he would definitely appreciate.
Alberto just lied there with a smile on his face. Speaking of faces, his was slightly round. His eyes were green, like a playful kitty. Tonight, I would be the one making him purr.
I slid atop of him, but not just to ride his cock. I pulled myself towards his face and let him lick me for a while. My pussy was going to be the candy treat he'd be having for the night. Alberto was good at eating me out. He really enjoyed it when I let him go down. His mouth, my pussy. It was a match made in horny heaven. And, I was the angel to accept action of Alberto's affection.
The thought of his cock inside of me, made my mind dance a bit. Hips shifted as if I were a salsa dancer. Alberto was the perfect partner who knew how to use his hands. Alberto's hands and forearms uplifted me by my hips and continued to lick, lash and swallow my joyous juices. Riding his face faster and faster, he knew I was a woman on the verge of coming at due speed.
Oh, not tonight and not yet, Alberto. I'm going to work on you for a while. You shall receive my reward of orgasmic devotion.
First, I took his cock into my mouth and gently began playing with those balls. Mmm, I guess in another life I had been a juggler, because I enjoyed toying with balls. Alberto's member is a luscious piece of cinnamon taffy slipping in and out of a plush rose of crimson.
Oh, Alberto, I know you want me to do much more. A combination of six and nine made midnight explode in a hedonistic haven. My hips on his face and his cock thrusting in my bobbing head. It was hot as hell in that condo and it only going to get hotter.
Tongue licking his cock and working those balls, as he continued to eat me out, made me howl in ecstasy as I came so damned hard. Oh, my God! Alberto was do divine this night.
Shifting body positions, my pussy becomes the cape covering Alberto's pole of penetration. My pink pussy is being opened so much by this marvelous man.
Bouncing up and down on him so hard, I felt like I was on a carousel. With every motion downward, my ass constantly came in contact with Alberto's balls. Damn, they were getting plumper and his cock was getting harder and harder inside of me. My breasts are medium sized, but they began shifting to and fro as I rode him.
Alberto told me he was about to blow. And, I could feel his lava bubbling up to the surface of my snatch.
Alberto was a tiger to this sexy Bambi, and he pulled his cock out of my pussy. He shot his load straight up into the air. I was a naughty girl, who rubbed that stream of his cream on my stomach, ass, and even let a few drops drizzle down my honey bush for good measure. My index finger gathered a few more drops of your essence and placed on my tongue's tip. Alberto was an acquired taste. And, I was a woman who appreciated his flavor.
I wanted to come again. My pussy dripped with lust, as you made me come again with the flicking of a trio of fingers inside of me. Second orgasm was a breeze by Alberto's skillful digits.
Now, as I sit here reading my diary out loud, I'm drenched in sweat and my own cauldron of carnal cravings. And, I know whoever has read my words of a night with Alberto will feel aroused also. So, when the mood makes your desire rise, think of Helaine's heated sighs...
- A.H. Scott