From: an40271@anon.penet.fi (mishkin)
Subject: a true summer time story :)
Date: Tue,  1 Feb 1994 22:32:50 UTC

disclamer:
I wasn't forced to write this.
You are not forced to read this.
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Just a true story....


The car was warm with laughter and the sexual tension we usually
get when we spend an evening with Orbis. I settle back in the
seat of the car, happy and trusting with Vague at the wheel. He
surprises me, by not heading straight home after dropping our
friend off - it was getting late. But summer being as summer does
with no worries about tomorrow, I enjoyed the ride, the stars and
the moon. 
 
I giggle when I see our destination: Sty Park aka the look-off
aka the local lovers lane. Our car pulls up to nestle in the
empty parking lot. I am alive with the thought of doing something
naughty, this isn't a place we've ever gone to before or since. I
don't know what to expect from my firey beloved. 

He starts with a kiss on the cheek. He nuzzles closer and I am
receptive. I touch his chest with my little hands and look-up at
my handsome partner and wait for another kiss. He takes my two
wrists in one of his large hands and just holds them. I could
struggle, fight him, but I don't. I just trust.

He holds my hands in front of my body above my lap using them to
manipulate my body slightly forward, giving him access to my neck
and my shoulders. There were no cloths he had to mess with during
this first innocent, intense scene. I was wearing a tank top body
suit that was well out of his way. 

It started with a slight nibbling, and kissing, and a few quick
jabs with his teeth. I moaned, I was aloud to, I was far away
from anyone else except him. I was away from my 6 house-mates and
all their friends and I could let go in this comparable privacy.

I could've struggled with the hands that held me, but that wasn't
what I wanted, I wanted to take the nibbles and the caresses and
the bites that were to follow.

He used his free hand to hold my hair out of his way, a living
handle to direct my head forward while his teeth came down on my
neck. My head swam with the pressure that was forming on my
sensitive neck. My shut eyes were dancing with colors reds and
blues and swirls, and my body felt those swirls. They were
consuming me and carrying me away. My neck hurt, but my mind
fought it, riding it claiming it. I couldn't help it I started to
struggle. He stopped the bite. The flow of pressure crashed aroundme, settling in my bound hands.

 He pulled my head back as if for a kiss but no, he latched onto
my throat. I was so exposed, helpless, venerable. He didn't bite
as hard but it was much harder to take. I found my self fighting
all reason as to why I was letting this man rip at my throat with
his teeth. I gargle "yellow" at the same time he stopped. I
didn't need to say it, he knew.

He kissed my face, my eye-lids, my chin, and my mouth. Loving me
calming me. He looked at me and said in the most honest and
permanent way " I really will love you forever".
 
 He moved my hands behind my back, where I could struggle less.
As he moved to the back of my neck again I lent forward with out
the directing touch of his hand on my head. " I really will love
you forever". Those words consumed me. I started to cry, the
emotions inside were too intense. I was so completely filled with
joy I couldn't speak and return the feeling verbally. His teeth
lips and breath sinking into my soul made me moan, and made me
cry out. I was riding a hurricane made of conflicting and folding
pleasure and pain.

And then he stopped

He just held my hands and looked at me. Looking at the tears
still flowing with abundance. Meeting my gaze. and just holding
me. I started to shiver. I was still coming back to the current
reality, and would be for hours.

When he took me home we made love. Quietly and softly, while I
slowly came down.