A Fall With Wings

A Fall with Wings by Angel I had been in a loveless marriage. I have been underwater, drowning, for years, coming up only when I needed to breathe. My soul was never fed giving me just enough life force to keep coming up for air not asking for more. This is the story of my head slowly learning to stay emerged. I went out just to get away no expectations. I sat at a booth by myself and ordered a glass of champagne. I was probably curling my hair with my fingers like I usually do when I?m deep in thought. I came up for my usual gulp of air and looked around the room. No expectations. He was sitting in a booth by himself. He was not twirling his hair with his fingers nor did he appear lost in thought. He was sitting so quietly so comfortable that I found it a bit disturbing. Our eyes connected and I found I was no longer disturbed. How could I be so comfortable in that very personal spot? He made me start to question myself as if his eyes were truly the mirrors of my soul. How quickly I usually pulled away. Why not this time? Did my soul get a breadcrumb? I couldn?t explain but I thought I did feel the need to try. I walked over to his table without embarrassment. I felt invited. I sat across from him quietly and comfortable. He reached up with his hands and gently stroked my cheeks. It touched me so deeply that it burned. I almost cried but somehow I felt healed right at that moment. I closed my eyes and breathed very slowly smelling every fragrance in the room. It felt otherworldly but all right. No moments of hesitation. A fall with wings. I never even remember saying yes but I did. He leaned over, grabbed my hands and whispered ever so gently if I?d like to go on a journey. He smiled confidently but reassuring all in one. It was infectious. I wanted to gently stroke his mouth ? outlining the curves massaging the fullness. I drank slowly keeping my rhythm but knowing I would drink it all. All these thoughts not even eyes touching. I was more alive than I?d ever been. I was awakened with new senses. It was delicious. Like rolling around in chocolate and getting all licked up. It was so easy just to stay. It was such a comfortable place. We talked very little. We seemed to be reading each other?s thoughts without speaking them. Touching each other?s energy without really touching at all. It was indeed delicious ? smelling like vanilla ? in this place. My soul was drinking and enjoying every drop. He took me to a Rose Garden. As we walked and enjoyed the beauty of each rose, he would describe the colors and the scents with such sensuality that I became more and more aroused and awakened that I had to stop to catch my breath. I must have been shivering because he offered me his coat. As I wrapped it around me I took in his scent and ached for his touch. I nuzzled up to him feeling his warmth. My body tingled and grew moist. I looked up and turned his head so that our eyes would meet. We were on the same wavelength which made us laugh. He bent down to my ear and nibbled then circled it with his tongue just like he was eating an ice cream cone. It tickled so we laughed more but he whispered confessing that this was his journey. Did I wish to continue? I brought his head down to me looking him in the eyes and showed him how hungry I was. Our mouths met with such intensity that we gasped first then laughed. The electricity was so strong that it almost shocked us. We found a secluded grassy knoll just as if it were meant for us to be there. Again I laughed. It all felt so right ? so good. As I lay down, the dampness and coolness of the grass felt sensual to my hot body. Like a wet cool cloth to my forehead when I run a high fever. I took my clothes off and rolled in the grass, arms above my head, laughing like a child. He quickly took his off and joined me. We laughed so hard we almost cried. He stopped for awhile and just watched me. I asked what was wrong. He only smiled and told me how beautiful I was. He described the way my body looked rolling over and over exposing my full soft breasts with every turn. I could see he was aroused. I had never thought of myself as beautiful but the way he described the cute curve of my butt, the shapeliness of my legs and sensuality of my neck made me feel more beautiful than I had ever felt. I arched my back with my arms stretched and knees bent. I started moving with my own rhythms, touching myself in places that were so sensitive that I sighed with the ecstasy. He continued to tell me every inch of me that excited him thinking that it was so beautiful to see me enjoy myself. I felt these warm waves come over me starting soft and growing with intensity as if a warm blanket had been spread over me. Oh I needed him near me. I ached without him. He must have seen it in my body because he joined me under our blanket. His skin was cool ? mine was hot. I wrapped myself around his back giving him some of the heat he had created. I wanted to hold his erection feeling the hardness and exploring the shape but I waited until I gave him my heat. I rubbed my hands over his body just to let him feel the ecstasy of each nerve ending being told hello. I gave him goosebumps and he laughed. He rolled over so that we were facing. He again gently stroked my cheek. I closed my eves drinking in the gentleness of his kiss. His lips were like soft marshmallows but tasted like vanilla. We found our own rhythm easily never once out of sync. He had definitely paid attention while he had watched me. I started softly moving my tongue in his mouth then circled his lips. I almost came just thinking that might be his tongue circling me. I felt my heart beat in my lips and between my legs. I kissed his neck, biting every so often just to awaken him. It was working. His nipples were erect like mine and I rubbed them together lightly circling changing the beat or the tempo unexpectedly. Now his body arched and began to move. I stopped and watched. I told him how beautiful his body was, how big his cock was, how excited he made me feel. He sat up with me in his lap legs wrapped around him and pulled me to him. He kissed me so gently almost like a thank you kiss. I smiled with a twinkle. I was a Christmas tree light all lite up. I was aware of his erection between my legs rubbing with every rock. The more we rocked and moved the deeper I feel into the sensations. There was no stopping me. I reached down and grabbed him. I took the tip of his penis and rubbed over my clitoris then putting it in my vagina. My muscles were so tight that I exploded with the size of him. It felt delicious to feel him enter. Like waiting for your next bite of lobster. I pushed his shoulders to the ground. I wanted to be in control. He had no problems with sharing. I rode him with all my sensuality. I would bring him close reaching that nopain zone and bring him back to the beauty of my pain. I liked the feel of the hard fast slap of his balls between my legs when he entered me. I changed the pace to slowly rubbing my clitoris across his pubic bone sending electricity up my body. I?d move my pelvis around rhythmically feeling him circling inside me and he grabbed my breast with such passion that I knew he was enjoying me. That excited me even more. When my ride was over I got on all fours arching my back to stretch with satisfaction. Just the brush of the wet grass on my nipples excited me again. Never had I been so aroused! He again read my body language. He entered me from behind and I plunged again, a fall with wings. The different angles awakened other nerve endings and I was short-circuited. He told me again how beautiful I felt. He described how wonderful I looked with his cock coming in and out of my beautiful body. It was erogenous to visualize. As my nipples rubbed across the grass he reached for my clitoris and I came with such passion I cried with a smile. He held me close, rubbing his hands all over my body. He sucked my nipples like a baby sucks a mother?s breast. I held his head to my breast running my fingers through his hair and massaging his neck. I flipped him over and gave him a gentle massage. I enjoyed the feel of my body rubbing with my movement against his butt. My hands had a life of their own. They moved with passion exploring and awakening. I rolled him on his back and started sucking gently on his neck. I flowed to his nipples and then to his cock. I loved the look of it. So full of passion. I licked the tip ever so gently like licking salt off a margarita glass. I licked down the shaft over distended veins moving my tongue up and down applying pressure. I then engulfed it with my mouth sucking as hard as I could and releasing. It nearly drove him crazy I know he wanted to come but wanted to make sure I was satisfied. I rolled him on top of me. As his cock entered me I was satisfied. I told him to fuck me hard. I felt every spasm he felt. It was simply indescribable. I can have only tried. Now when I feel my head starting to go under I remember my wings. 6554 1.21/512345