NIGHT VISITOR by natan10@hotmail.com
The stories which I write are not always true stories. Actually, they rarely are. They are entirely fictional. They grew out of a desire to put down in words many "fantasy dreams" which I have had. I am bisexual, married and white with two grown children. I love sex with a man and, in my real world, it is no stranger to me. My stories are intended for mature eyes only and are always based on male/male relationships. There is no violence, S&M, bondage, etc. in my works. If you liked the story, let me know. If you didn't like the story, I would also appreciate a note and an explanation why ... otherwise, I won't get anywhere, will I? Feel very free to write me anything you'd like. I look forward to hearing from anyone interested in responding to these stories. All I am trying to achieve in my writing is to make you feel good. Really good.
If you want to write me just to "get off", then do so. After all, this is why we exist and who we are. In my stories ^A'condoms' do not exist. In our real world, condoms MUST exist. In our own personal fantasies, however, sex is idealized the way we would really like it to be raw skin and no rubber. But remember: Safe sex must be the only way!
NIGHT VISITOR by natan10@hotmail.com
I was fast asleep, dreaming when I was woken once again by a disturbance in the room. There was a shape in the doorway. I could make out a medium-size figure, but what was strange was that he was nude, made apparent by the light moonbeams entering the room.
I was excited by this. How strange ... to be all alone and to be visited by a stranger in the nude. I was so relaxed from my evening alone that I was not even frightened. I asked the stranger to approach my bed, I wanted to see him closer. The figure slowly approached and while he was coming nearer, I noticed that he was playing with himself and his manhood was standing quite erect. He kept putting his fingers to his face and then back on his shaft. He came so close that I could smell the muskiness of his skin. He was wearing a very distinct cologne yet I could not recognize the scent. I immediately became erect.
Pulling my covers back a bit, I signalled him to enter into the bed with me. He did so and I could make out his features now clearly. It was you, who I had met last week at the party! I did not even have a chance to open my mouth as it was immediately covered by yours. I hungrily bit at your lip, my tongue searching out the cavernous emptiness of your mouth. Our tongues entwined and I could taste your sweetness.
You licked my ears and I became so fucking horny from this. I put my hands on your hardness, slowly stroking you. I rolled over on top of you, my cock between your thighs, my tongue in your mouth, our lips glued together in a very passionate kiss. We did not speak. We felt. We explored. Your body felt incredibly warm and wonderful to me. I noticed that you were shaven skin clean on your entire torso, which excited me even more, as I personally love this feeling ... the skin ... the maleness ... the erection!
We were under the covers, our lips still glued. I slid down, leaving your beautiful head resting on my pillow, my lips exploring your glorious neck and chest, putting your nipples in my mouth one by one, teasing them with my roving tongue, my hands searching out your inner thighs. I lowered myself even more, my mouth exploring your lower abdomen, licking the hairs that go down to your crotch, playing with them, exciting me all the more (I personally love this part of the male body, the hair that goes down from the navel to the cock!).
Your are totally relaxed ... we both feel completely at ease with each other, our meeting the other night apparently sparking an attraction to one another. How did you know that I would be alone this night it must have been written somewhere! My recent dreams of you are now slowly becoming a reality ...
I lower myself even more, licking around your balls, my hands playing with your toes. You tell me of how you want me to turn around into a 69 position, putting us in a vulnerable yet excruciatingly fantastic position, yet I am not ready for this yet. I am luxuriating in your body ... your smell ... your manness. I want to excite you and bring you to the point where you will be begging for me.
I continue to massage your cock with my hands, my head is between your thighs, my hair just touching your shaft. I am licking in your crotch all around your cock, not yet putting your cock in my mouth. You are writhing with pleasure, moaning to me of how you want me. I become weak-hearted in my desire and agree. You turn around and do all of those same wonderful things to me. Our mouths enfold each others cocks, glorifying in this wonderful of all positions for people like us who like to suck cock. There is no sensation similar to this that I know of, a cock in my mouth as my mouth is in someone else's mouth.
We are ever so slowly and lovingly exploring each other's cocks. I feel your warmth in my mouth. My mouth is completely covering your entire cock, my lips are rubbing the underside of your mushroom head while your cock is deeply embedded in my throat. I feel your tongue surrounding my shaft, sucking and licking like a lollipop. We can take it no longer, David. We have both been waiting for this moment, without even realizing our attraction to one another. We are hungry for one another. We explode. There is no other way to describe this. In all its simplicity, it remains as just that ... we explode in each other's mouth.
We continue to caress and drink each other's love juices, our hands exploring in our own mouth, putting the sweet cum on our fingers, my fingers go up to your mouth and yours into mine. We kiss and suck each other's fingers and we turn around and begin a wonderful, warm and tender embrace. We sleep the sleep of longtime lovers.
I really hope you liked what you have read. If you would like to read more, please write to me and tell me. I shall be happy to oblige if I am able. natan10@hotmail.com
And don't be afraid to put your own fantasies and feelings down on paper. It just happens to be wonderful therapy! If you like, you can write your fantasy and send it off to me. I'd love to read it.