Lifting The Soul Out of Darkness

His mind is clouded with thoughts that he knows are not true and fights himself, a fierce battle that rages inside. Silently he sits watching TV, quiet calm from the outsider's observation, but there is a defining volume of screams going on in his head. The door opens as his wife walks in from a long day at work. She notices immediately that her husband is going through his depression cycle and sits down next him, taking his arm and wrapping it around her as she snuggles into him, not saying a word.

Although she is tired from her long day and wanting to talk about it, she loves her husband with a great passion. He has always been there for her, holding her when she needed him and even when she didn't. In her eyes, he is a great man, a kind man, a loving man, her man. He has a problem that she knows he cannot help, it is apart of him, genetic, but she loves all of him and not just the good parts...All of him. He sets aside his needs for her and she is happy to do the same for him.

They sit there in silence watching TV together and cuddling, no words are needed to express their love, it is understood, and felt deep in each others existence. She can feel him lightly stroking her arm and that simple action sends and overwhelming wash of emotion over her as she knows that no matter what is going on in his own mind that her very presence helps calm him and that is his way of saying 'thank you'. She snuggles into his body and gets her shoulder under his arm as she lays her head oh his chest to hear his heart beating. The sound gives her pleasure, knowing that it beats for her, a heart that she says is one of the biggest she has ever meet.

She slides her arm around his stomach and gives him a squeeze as to say, 'I love you and overjoyed that you are mine'. He squeezes her back as to say, 'I cannot imagine my life without you'. Her heart is uplifted with the knowledge that simply by being herself she is helping to calm his mind. She understands that what goes on in his mind may be dark, but it does not have anything to do with her and never takes it personally. She knows that when her true love is in his down cycle that he needs her to give him genuine attention and take control for a little bit. Their love is a shared partnership of understanding and a infused with a powerful passion for each other that is composed of the purist of emotions.

She starts stroking his stomach, he is a chubby man and she would not have him any other way. She loves how he feels and to her he is a vision of perfection, her very own personal Teddy Bear. She will do anything for her man because she knows that he would do the same without question. She starts stroking him more and moves her hand to his thigh. She is having a craving and knows that he would like it, she thinks the distraction will help him more. His legs spread apart as she strokes his thighs and she can hear his heart begin to beat faster. She smiles to herself as she feels his shorts tighten up as his penis fills with blood. She loves his dick and it is perfect for her as though he was made just for her. Not only does he hold the key to her heart but she considers his dick to be the key to her most powerful orgasms.

She moves her hand up his thigh to his crotch and feels him twitch in his shorts, hearing him quietly sigh with approval. She slides her hand inside his shorts and grabs a hold of his cock, she loves to know that she pleases him and enjoys feeling him grow in her hand. Pulling his beautiful cock out of his shorts she licks her lips as she slowly strokes up and down. She likes to look at it, play with it, and feel it. It gives her pleasure and a feeling of security knowing that it is hers and only hers. He scoots down on the couch and she moves her head onto his stomach feeling his breathing as she strokes his cock and hungrily looks at it. He sighs again as she pulls him to her lips and kisses the tip of his dick feeling him twitch in response. She starts to lightly kiss and lick his perfect hard cock.

Listening to his sighs become moans gives her a smile and knows that she makes her man so happy even during his darkest moments. Pulling his cock to her mouth she slowly slides his tip inside her and lightly sucks on him while playing with his tip with licks, to her he tastes wonderful and loves to suck on his dick. She likes to please her man as much as he pleases her when he is normal. Stroking his dick, she sucks on his tip and listens to his moans of pleasure which makes her happy knowing that she can please her man so much. Increasing the speed of her strokes, she takes more of his cock into her mouth and synchronizes her hand and mouth as she moves up and down his shaft. She is hungry for more and wants to taste him. Increasing her speed and pressure a little more and using all of the tricks she has learned about him. She knows her man so well and every button to make him cum so well that she can prolong it as long as she wants to and also make him cum when she wants him to.

She can feel him swell and tighten up as he gets close, she wants him so bad. The hunger for him is strong and fills her mind with ecstasy making her pussy wet as she sucks on his cock with fever. Although she is craving the taste of his cum in her mouth she is also hungry for all of him, sexually, physically, emotionally, everything about him. She can feel his cum building up inside as she increases what she is doing desperately wanting what she considers her reward. He grunts as he releases inside her, pleasure and satisfaction overwhelms both of their minds. She swallows his cum and continues sucking his tip as she strokes him wanting every drop. When she gets everything she wanted she leans back still holding onto his manhood and places her head back onto his chest to hear his fast beating heart. She caresses the base of his dick on his stomach feeling his soft hair on her hand. She lays there in silence as he is calming down and listens to the heart that she knows beats only for her and is happy in knowing that through her love, caring, kindness, and sexuality that she has helped to lift her mans soul out of the darkness.

The Big O Competition

DISCLAIMER: This is a sexual game and therefore is very sexually explicit. Do not read if that offends you.

I am creating a new section to this blog of sexual tips and games. This game is based on a dream I had, the rules were created later to give the dream a possibility in reality. I also added rules at the bottom to adjust for gay couples and groups of 3+ people that want to partake in the game. The big O competition is a game of oral skills. I guarantee that there will be a lot of fucking going on directly following the completion of this game. For this game to work both parties must be honest, cheaters never win and if you cheat then there will be no fucking going on directly following the completion of this game.

Objects Needed:

1 - Stopwatch
1 - Pen
2 - Pieces of Paper

1 - Man

1 - Woman

Rules and Tips:

1. If an orgasm if reached, you cannot stop until the completion of that orgasm.
   Women – that means you keep sucking his dick while he cums in your mouth until he stops. Reason for this is because men are extra sensitive when they cum and it feels amazing if she is still sucking on his tip as the orgasm is happening. Swallowing is preferred, but not necessary. (Tip: Get your protein and swallow that cum girls!) Also, you don't always have to go for the deep throat. This is also for women that have a bad gag reflex...Use your hands. Many times just sucking and licking the tip while you stroke the shaft and/or cup the balls will feel better then a deep throat. Practice makes perfect, so learn his responses to either prolong the blowjob experience or make him cum quicker. For those women that don't like or refuse to suck a man's dick...I feel really sorry for your man, especially if he eats you out and you never return the favor.
   Men – that means when she orgasms you must continue doing what you are doing, don't change speed, don't move to a different area, don't add or subtract anything. Reason for this is because women are getting that orgasm because of what you are doing at that moment and the speed is very important, keep it constant. Also, it is your job as the eater to do whatever it takes to make that orgasm last as long as possible. Don't allow her to calm her mind, when she starts to come down from her orgasm push up with your fingers at the G-Spot and continue your licking to try to force another orgasm. Repeat as man times as possible until it doesn't work anymore. If you don't have a finger inside her when she has the orgasm then get one or two in there when she starts to come down. (Tip: just because she came doesn't mean the fun is over, use her aftershocks against her to try and force more orgasms. Also, if you stay perfectly still after the orgasm and count to 5 in your head and then move your fingers up against the G-Spot or lick her clit or both then you can cause an aftershock.) I am hoping all men know where the clit is, its not very hard to find under the hood. But, there are a lot of guys that don't know where the G-Spot is. So, for those men, this is how you find it for most women. All women are different, the best way to find it is to ask her to help show you where it is for her, but in the case that even she is not sure then try this...lay her on her back, insert two fingers palm up, and feel the inside top. Most women the G-Spot is 1 to 2 inches on the inside at the top. If you push up you will feel the shelf of her hip bone, the G-Spot is close to that shelf and is a tougher feeling part of her skin about the size of a dime and will expand to the size of a quarter when she gets turned on. (Tip: that shelf is also a good pressure point for women that like rough sex. For them it feels great to get two fingers in and grip the shelf and pull up while thumbing her clit.)
2. The person receiving oral cannot try to distract or physically move the other person.
3. The person receiving oral is the counter. For part one they will have the stop watch and for part two they will be counting. This is why honesty is necessary for the game to work.
4. No toys or vibrators can be used unless agreed upon by both parties before the start of the game.
5. Most will play the game in bed, but location should be approved by both parties ahead of time.

How To Play:

There are two parts to this game and each part has a winner, so it is possible to have a tie. You both will also want to do some kissing, touching, and talking to get in the mood to play the game. This is not a game that most people, especially women, that would just jump right into. Also, during the game the whole body is fair game for the giver, they are allowed to do whatever they want to win and the receiver is not allowed to stop them or distract them.

Part One:

This part is where you see who can make the other reach orgasm the fastest. The man will be the first to receive oral for this competition, the reason for this will become apparent later in the game. The person receiving oral will be holding a stop watch. When the giver starts they will start the stop watch and the moment their orgasm starts they will stop the stop watch. Both times will be compared to name the winner.

Part Two:

This part is where you see who can prolong the experience and recognize when an orgasm is close. The man will be the first to receive oral for this competition. The person receiving oral will count how many times they got close to an orgasm, but was denied by their partner. They will have 30 minutes to do this. So, the clock needs to be watched by the receiver also. When the 30 minutes is up the receiver will write down the number and after both are done the numbers will be compared to determine the winner. If the giver allows the receiver to reach an orgasm before the 30 minutes is up then the receiver is the automatic winner.

Now, the reason that the man goes first is because you want the woman to be receiving oral last. After 30 minutes of her being denied orgasms she will want to be fucked a lot and finally satisfied. Unless she gets more turned on by giving oral then receiving it. In that case you will want to switch.

As a side note, if there are any women out there that do get really turned on by giving oral they should send me an email, but I would still be going first because I would be the dominate person. lol ;p

Adjustments for Gay and Multiple Couples:

Gay and Lesbian Couples:

Have the dominate person be the one going first so that the submissive is the last to go for the same reasons I stated above for women to go last. The rules do not change.

Group of 3, 1-Man and 2-Women:

The women will decide who will partake as the receiver in Part One and Part Two. But, both women are to partake as the giver at the same time for both parts.

Group of 3, 1-Woman and 2-Men:

The men will decide who will partake as the receiver in Part One and Part Two. But, both men are to partake as the giver's at the same time for both parts. (Tip: one guy can be the fingers as the other guy is the tongue, or one can concentrate on breasts as the other eats her out)

Group of 4 or more:

Everyone gets a turn as the receiver and the giver, decide ahead of time who they will be and in what order. (Tip: make a circle of alternating men and women and then go clockwise)

Darla's Dark Fantasy

DISCLAIMER: This is based on a taboo rape fantasy that some people have. If that is something that disturbs you or turns you off then please do not read this short story.

Darla has a dark fantasy that she doesn't share with others, ever since she started masturbating she would have fantasies about being raped. She has never shared it with anyone in fear of being shunned or look upon in disgust by the boyfriends she has had. She is now 25 years old and the thought of a tall powerful man taking full control of her body to do as he pleases is just as strong and erotic for her as the first time she thought about it. Little does she know that today is the day her fantasy will come true.

The cool evening breeze feels good on this warm summer day as it licks across her silk blouse exciting the nipples of her perfect C cup breasts into raising, letting the world know how nice it feels. Darla walks home from work, looking down at the side walk thinking about the things that need to be done tomorrow, unaware of the man standing outside smoking at the end of the block. Everyday at the same time he comes out to smoke and watch her walk towards him and pass him on her way home. He thinks about saying something to her, but never does. Everyday he thinks about starting a conversation with her, cracking a joke, she laughs, he invites her inside for a drink, and one thing leads to another ending in his bedroom. But, every time she gets close enough for him to say something he looses his voice. His thoughts run though a constant cycle that she is so beautiful, she has to have a boyfriend, she would not be interested in me because I'm ugly, and on and on. He watches as she strides up the street in his direction, her loose skirt taunting his crotch while he watches it caress her legs as she moves her hips back and forth with every step. His eyes lustfully move up her tight body to her silk blouse tight across her stomach and hugging her tits. Her perfect breasts pull the fabric tight around them showing off her hard nipples and the loose low cut of the neck hangs in between her tits, showing off the smooth skin of her cleavage. His pants get tight as he watches her tits jiggle with every step she takes closer to him. He has been preparing for this moment for a while and his heart speeds up as she gets closer.

The path is ready and waiting, he has a straight shot to his house from here. All of the doors are open, leaving him a clear path straight to the room he has spent the last week sound proofing, just for her. All the money he spent and all the care he has taken to get the right materials together for tonight, just for her. His twisted mind, obsessed with her body, believes that apart of her will appreciate everything he has done, just for her. Apart of him thinks that if he can just get her to fuck him once then he will be able to make her fall in love with him. His heart rate increases, pumping adrenaline through his body. The excitement and fear grow ever larger as she approaches and his forgotten cigarette falls to the ground.

He looks around the dimly lit neighborhood to make sure no one was around. Before she could walk past him, he steps out in front of her and scoops her up off the ground over his shoulder and runs to the house. At first Darla was confused and thought it was a joke, but then she realized that she didn't know this man or the house he was running to and instinctively started screaming in fear as the stranger runs with her into the house and slams the door shut with a kick. Darla is hitting his back, kicking wildly, and screaming for help. She is surprised at how powerful his grip is on her thighs as he runs with her into the back of the house and into a room with padding along the walls, closing the door with another kick.

“Scream all you want, this room is sound proof.” His voice is raspy and deep. A chill comes across Darla as he throws her down onto the bed. She tries to roll to her right and get up, but his large strong hand grabs her stomach and forces her onto her back. He climbs up on top of her, straddling her waist with his muscular thighs. Her eyes water up as she timidly asks,

“Are you going to kill me?”

“No! I love you!” the man says with surprise and oddly lacking any emotion. She hesitates for a moment with that statement. Getting her bearings of her situation again she tries to hit him and push him off of her. He easily blocks her punches and grabs her wrists, she struggles in vain, but he is just too strong.

He forces her arms above her head, putting her wrists together in an X shape and holds both arms together with one hand. She tries to pull her arms down, but can't. His one arm is much more powerful then both of hers. He grabs a long coil of climbers rope with his free hand and wraps the beginning of the rope around her wrists three times horizontally and twice vertically tightly. He then pulled the rope through the middle bar of the iron barred head rest to keep her arms above her head, wrapped it twice around her neck, back through the head rest, and then tied it off on a metal brace that was bolted to the floor.

Darla struggles against the rope on her wrists, but when she pulls on the rope it tightens around her neck and causes her to choke until she stops. He walks to the other end of the room to a table and grabs a pair of scissors. She continues to struggle without luck as he comes back to her.

“Don't move, I don't wanna cut you” he says calmly and she obeys in fear of getting hurt. He proceeds to cut her dress in half, easily slicing through the fabric in between her legs and successfully splitting her dress in half. He pulls her dress off from the side and tosses it to the floor and continues his work by cutting off her underwear, then her blouse, and finally her bra. Feeling anger, desperation, shame and embarrassment, she lays still, wishing he would not look at her nakedness. His eyes are full of lust as he scans her nude body, taking in everything his twisted mind considers that she is offering him. Snapping out of his short trance, he walks out of the room with confidence in knowing that she won't be able to get away. He has to keep her secure until he proves his love and she accepts him. Darla tries to loosen her wrists and move her arms, but the rope tightens around her neck, making it hard to breath. After fighting against the ropes for a while, she realizes she won't be able to do anything and decides to save her strength. After a while the man comes back into the room. He is naked, his hair is wet, and smells like he just took a shower. He sits on the bed next to her with a smile on his face, soaking in her gorgeous body hungrily with his eyes.

Tears well up in her as she says, “Please don't hurt me, please let me go. I won't tell anyone I swear. Please don't hurt me.”

His smile goes away, puts his finger on her lips and says, “Shhhh, don't talk. I don't wanna hurt ya, but I will be forced to punish you if ya don't behave and do exactly as I say.” He then points over to a table on the side of the room, next to the door. Darla can see laid out on the table a series of different size knives, whips, chains, a variety of sex toys, and a hand gun. She desperately wants to get away, but believes him that he will hurt her if she does not comply to his demands. Darla lays there quietly, tears in her eyes, and holding onto hope that he will let her go when he is done with her.

The man starts to caress her tits and pinch her nipples, enjoying how they look and feel when he pushes her tits together. His hands travel down her stomach to her pussy.

“You're wet already?” he says with a smile as he spreads her soft pussy lips apart to feel how wet she is. She stays silent and obedient, she is ashamed to admit to herself that she is turned on. She has fantasized about this ever since she first started to explore her own body. She doesn't want to admit it to herself, but the feel of the rope tightly wrapped around her neck and wrists plus his strength, more specifically how easily he could force her body where ever he wished, has been a huge turn on for her even though she is overcome with fear that he will hurt her if she doesn't submit to his will.

The man swings his leg over her head to get his hips in position over her face and pushes his large thick cock into her mouth saying, “you can use your teeth a little, but don't bite!” She obeys, not wanting to test his threats, and sucks his cock deep into her throat as he pushes down onto her face with his hips. He continues to finger her pussy as she increasingly gets more wet and turned on. His dick is big enough to choke her and she tries to move her arms causing the rope to tighten up around her neck and choking her more. She feels dizzy, not able to breath, apart of her wishes she would pass out. But, before she can he lifts his hips allowing her to breath again. After taking a few breaths, he pushes his cock deep into her throat again continuing this cycle over and over as he fingers her clinching pussy. He then lowers his head and begins sucking hard onto her clit. The combinations of sensations cause her to cum faster then she ever has before, not only to her surprise, but his as well.

“So you really are a horny little slut!” He says, pleased that he could force her to cum so quickly. He increases his ferocity at his pussy play and is over joyed to find out that he made her cum a second time. Darla is helpless to control her orgasms, the harder she tries to fight them the faster she cums again and again. The man takes full advantage of this newly discovered ability, forcing his cock in and out of her mouth as he aggressively fingers and sucks on her pussy trying to cause as many orgasms as possible. Turning it into a game to see how quick he can make her cum the next time. He feels himself getting excited at this and eventually cums in her mouth, shooting his warm cum deep into her throat.

“Swallow it bitch and suck my cock until you get every drop.” She complies, secretly not wanting him to stop even though her clit is painfully sensitive. After she had sucked his dick until it went limp and made sure every drop of his cum was extracted, he pulled himself up off of her, smiling at his accomplishment and leaves the room. Darla lays there angry with herself at how much her body is enjoying this. Still clinching, her pussy flexes, wanting more as she closes her legs and rubs her thighs together to cum again. She carefully rolls onto her side in the fetal position, breathing heavy, trying desperately to calm her mind and body.

The man has not returned for a while and Darla starts to fall asleep, her body is worn out. Right before she could fall asleep the man returned and without saying a word he climbs up onto the foot of the bed. Grabbing her legs, he rolls her onto her back. She tries to keep her legs closed, but he puts his massive hands on her knees and forces her legs apart. She is shocked that his arms are stronger then her legs and the forceful separation caused her to get wet again. He slides up in between her legs and notices that she is wet, with a smile he rubs his dick between her pussy lips to get some of her wetness, and then forces his whole cock inside her pushing it into her cervix. Unable to control herself, she moans loudly as her pussy clinches around his thick dick, trying to accept his size. This only spurs him on, he grabs her thighs and roughly forces his cock in and out of her tight pussy in hard thrusts that cause her tits to bounce around as he joyfully takes in that image. She hates him, she is disgusted by him, she is angry with herself that she can't control her body. But, she cannot keep herself from cumming multiple times, so often in fact that they feel like one long orgasm that has no end. She can barely feel her legs or hips anymore. Her body is starting to go numb as he cums again, this time inside her pussy. When he is satisfied that he has shot as much cum inside her as he can, he pulls out and leaves the room again.

The next 3 days are like this. He will come into the room and do whatever he pleases to her, sometimes for 20 minutes, other times a few hours, and when he is done with her he leaves the room. Leaving her there to try and calm her mind and prepare for the next time. She hasn't slept in almost 3 days, he has given her water, but very little food and her body is worn out. She doesn't know how many more sessions she can handle. Darla has become totally submissive to this man, willing to do anything he says. The reasons have changed though. She is not concerned that he will kill her anymore, instead she is mentally broken down and is beginning to want to please him when he comes into the room, almost out of habit. He demands to be pleased and takes her whenever he wants and she will comply to his demands, any demands. At this point she would comply fully with or without the ropes. She feels herself going away, her only reason to exist now is to please this man.

Darla's mind is fuzzy, she bounces in and out of consciousness, but then a surprising sound. It sounds like a balloon popping from a distance. She hasn't heard anything but his voice, the slapping of skin, and her moans for the past 3 days. The door swings open, she opens her legs, ready to please him, but it's not him. Instead it is a police officer holding his gun drawn. He asks her if she is okay, but Darla does not respond. She is confused and lost. The officer puts his gun away and grabs one of the knives, cutting her free from the ropes and putting a large blanket around her. The next day was a blur of hospital lights and nurses checking machines next to her. When she finally comes too there is a doctor standing on the other side of the room looking at X-Ray's on the wall. She lays there quietly as the doctor explains that she has been asleep for the past few days, that she is not pregnant, and that all of her blood tests came back clean. She is also quiet later when the police officer that saved her explains that her mom had filled out a missing persons report, that they checked all known sex offenders in her area, and had to shoot the man dead when they approached his house because he pulled a gun.

A year has gone bye, Darla does not walk home alone anymore and is aware of everyone around her. But, every time she passes that house she feels a twinge in her crotch. She has never admitted to anyone that although it was a traumatic, it was also the most erotic experience she has ever had. She wants to experience that kind of sex again, but only with someone she trusts and only in a situation she is willing to be in. She use to fantasize about not having any control, now she fantasizes about having a choice and a little control.

A Lover's Caress - Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Julie's after shocks are calming down while her man watches the results of his work from above her stiff armed with his waist between her legs. She reaches up taking a hold of his face and pulls him down to her, embracing him in a kiss. She can feel his stomach pressing down on her between her legs causing a another after shock. He smiles as she twitches during their kiss and moves his hips, trying to cause another after shock; he was successful. Every after shock causes her body to quickly tense and shock her brain with a surge that makes it hard for her to calm her mind back to normal. He is ruthless with her after shocks, getting immense pleasure watching her twitch with a single touch or movement. He loves finding as many different ways as possible to cause one, the more of a surprise the better. This has become a fun erotic game for both of them, she loves to playfully tell him to stop and he loves to disobey. Her clit is extra sensitive now, borderline painful from all of the direct stimulation; she wouldn't have it any other way.

They both take a moment to calm down and take a breath as they look at each other. Julie looks up into her man's eyes and sees his joy, pride, love, lust, and admiration for her. This moment is what she considers pure ecstasy. She strokes his arms, stiff against her side and holding his body above her. He gives her a mischievous smile right before he moves his butt up and slides forward, slapping his semi erect weighty cock right onto her clit and presses his hips against her to keep it there. Another after shock hits her, a muffled moan escapes as she purses her lips tight and then smiles. Slapping his arm she says in an airy voice right after another moan,
"Oh Fuck...stop that...gimme a minute"
"No." He responds with a smile and then proceeds to lower himself down to her, kissing her as he rotates his hips to press his dick onto her pussy and causing more after shocks. 'Holy Shit I love this game,' runs through her mind as she playfully tries to pull her body away from him, but he won't allow her to do so; it's fun for her to try. She can feel his length on top of her pussy and as he moves her pussy lips separate. This move reminds her of a hot dog in a bun and that's how she likes to explain it when she talks to him about it, which makes dinner funny if they have hot dogs.

He kisses his way back down her neck as he slides his cock up and down the length of her pussy, with every pass his head rubs on her clit. He likes to lightly bite her neck when the tip of his cock brushes against her clit, giving her two origins of sensation that wave around her body. He kisses his way back up to her lips as he slides his hips down letting his head reach her clinching hole and holds it there. She badly wants to feel him inside her. Julie moves her hips in an attempt to get his cock to break though and slide inside her, but he matches her movements only allowing his head to put pressure on her hole. She is moaning sighs of torture into his kiss, wordlessly begging for his cock to split her open and fill her up. He pushes with a little more pressure and slowly opens her up as he slides the tip of his dick inside her. She arches, breathing a moan of pleasure into his mouth as her pussy cliches frantically trying to accept his girth.

Holding his cock in place, not pushing inside anymore then just the tip, he moves his hips in circles as he also holds his mouth right above hers. He gives her one more long kiss and then pulls out and lifts himself onto his knees. She looks down as he holds onto his hard cock, rubbing it on her hole and then pushes in just the tip and back out, over and over. Her mind relishes in the sensation of being split open multiple times by his tip as she gets use to the rhythm. She is rotating her hips to match his until on one of his passes inside he surprises her by continuing deeper inside. Biting onto her lips she breaths in sharp and holds her breath to match his push as she feels his cock fill her up all the way to her cervix. He pushes a slight pressure on her cervix giving her stomach a feeling of being full and her organs feel as though they are being moved out of the way to make room. He is the perfect size for her and she is so happy that he can touch her cervix but not destroy it. She loves the feeling of his hips close to hers when he has his entire cock inside her.

Holding all of his dick inside her, she clinches her pussy around his shaft; his cock makes her feel so satisfyingly tight. He flexes his pubococcygeus muscle which makes his cock twitch inside her. Julie considers this one of his magic moves, it feels like he is cumming inside her even though he isn't and he can do it at will. He bends down while keeping his dick inside her and grabs her wrists, pinning them to the bed behind her head. He begins sliding in and out of her wet pussy, increasing in speed until he gets to the speed and level of pounding he was looking for. Julie is trying to push her arms up, but can't move at all. She likes that he is strong enough to do whatever he wants to her and doesn't take advantage of that power, he is always aware of my comfort level and what I don't like. Julie's mind is concentrated on how great he feels as he pounds her pussy into submission. Time gets lost in her thoughts, nothing else matters, she has her man back, he still loves her, he still finds her attractive, he still knows all of her buttons, and having him again is a euphoric feeling of intense ecstasy.

Julie can feel the full feeling in her stomach from every thrust start to envelope the rest of her core. He is keeping the speed and intensity of his thrusts constant. 'Thank God he knows how what he is doing,' she thinks as her mind is void of everything else except for this moment. She can feel herself getting close...her moaning increases in volume as she clenches her pussy on every thrust...she tries to push against his hands...her thighs tighten around his waist...her toes curl...her body tenses up...OVERLOAD! again she cums with a greater intensity then before and is also lasting longer. He continues fucking her through her orgasm and she can feel his cock twitching inside her as he cums inside her. The warm wet feeling fills her up as he pushes his cock inside her in short hard thrusts with every spurt.

He lets her arms loose and looks into her eyes as they both smile, feeling the last of his twitches inside her. He pulls out, moves to her left, and pulls her close to him. Julie is happy in this blissful moment as her man holds her stomach in a spoon position, she can feel his cock on her ass, his heart beat on her back, and his breath on the back of her head. They tell each other how much they love each other and talk into the night. Eventually she falls asleep in his arms, comforted for the first time since he left, and finally feeling safe.

A Lover's Caress - Chapter Two

Chapter Two

They both get out of the shower and he hands Julie a towel. She is watching him towel off and talk about how dumb founded he is with pleasure. Letting him talk, she thinks about how cute he is when he is at a loss for words, but still trying hard to explain his thoughts. As they walk into the room he dims the lights and walks over to the stereo, putting on their favorite music. Julie goes over to the bed and lays down, letting the cool night air coming in the window help air dry her damp body. She watches as her man walks over to her with a hungry look on his face and a perma-grin from her amazing blow job. He lays down next to her, putting his hand on her cheek, turning her head into a passionate kiss as he slides is body up against hers. She can feel his warm skin along her side and his penis, freshly drained, against her hip. Her heart is elated, reminiscing about all the little things like these moments that she has missed every day during his absence. Julie lets a relaxing calm come over her as she kisses her man, holding him close and not ever wanting to let go.

His hand slowly slides down her neck causing a chill to run down her body breaking out into goose bumps again. Julie loves the fact that he has the ability to create goose bumps on her body from the simplest touch. His caress follows the curves of her neck to her shoulder and down to her breast. She breaths in deep and moans into his kiss as her nipple is lightly pinched between his fingers, squeezing her tit in a caressing circular motion. Julie closes her eyes, a lightheaded feeling comes over her mind as his lips follow his favorite trail down her neck, ending at the middle of her chest. Julie's breathing increases in speed, her mind is trying to prepare for the sensation of his lips as they move closer to her breast. The tingling intensifies as he kisses around her nipple but not touching it. She lays still enjoying the light massage as he gets closer, warmth building up inside.

He holds his mouth open above her nipple, breathing slow. She can feel him close, his hot breath on her breast. Her mind is begging for him to finally connect; craving his touch, wanting to absorb his entire being into her body. Her brain feels as though it will explode if she doesn't feel his mouth on her soon, she wants to grab his head and pull him into her. Julie's gut tenses as the need to scream out loud reaches a peak, he places his tongue on her nipple and leads it into his mouth, lowering his head into a light suck. Julie bites down on her lip as she moans with his touch, relief fills her mind as her body reacts to the tingling sensation that has filled her chest. He sucks on her nipple making it hard as his hand glides down her waist to her stomach. His sucking increases in pressure as he lightly nibbles. She was always impressed that he knew the right amount of biting pain to increase her pleasure, but not cross the line into too painful. She arches her back and puts her hand on his head, pushing herself into his face wanting more. Julie's mind goes blank of everything else, stress does not exist right now as she concentrates on every touch, wanting to savor every precious moment she can. He crosses over to the other nipple as his hand caresses down her stomach, lightly touching the top of her pussy and giving her a chill that turned into a teasing moment as he continued to move his hand over to her thigh. Squeezing her thigh, he sucks hard on her nipple as his talented fingers slide back up to her stomach. The goose bumps refuse to go away, she is now moving her hips, wanting him to touch her more. He sucks hard on her nipple as he lifts his head up allowing it to pop out of his mouth and then goes back to the first tit as his hand finally glides closer to where she craves him to be, only to stop right above her clit.

Her mind is screaming for him to get closer to her clit as she lets a slight whine and moan escape her lips. He slides his hand down over her pussy, cupping the whole thing and massaging. Julie breaths in deep, tensing her thighs as she lifts her hips into his hand. She breaths out a moan and her body gets a fresh series of tingles as two of his fingers slide in between her lips, touching her clinching hole, and sliding up to her clit. An electric pulse shocks through to her brain when he reaches the hood of her clit and begins the slow circular caress with his hand. She tilts her head back, arching her back again, and lets out a sigh of relief and pleasure. He kisses his way back up to her mouth and increases the pressure on her clit caress while keeping the speed of his circles steady. He bites her lip and sucks as she moans again. He is watching my pleasure, he always did like to watch me squirm. She knows that he loves the fact that she is putty in his hands and can take full control of her body, she is more then willing to let him have it. He knows all of my buttons and how far he can push the boundaries of pain, pleasure, and amount of time for each. It feels as though he thought long and hard about what he would do to her every day that he was gone and lucky for her, his fantasy feels so good!

Julie's body feels relaxed, her moaning increases in volume as she takes in every second of the circular massage of her clit. He lowers his head to suck on her earlobe and she can feel the weight of his chest pressing down on her breast. Julie grips the pillow behind her head and arches her back again, letting out a sigh and biting her lower lip. Her body tenses up as a rush fills her mind, she clinches her thighs in preparation for what is to come...and he stops moving his hand. 'FUCK! NO! SO CLOSE!' she screams in her head. He whispers in her ear, "Not yet. I love the sound of your moans and I want to hear more." He moves down her body and lifts her leg around him as he gets himself into position. kissing her stomach, he massages her waist and stomach with his strong hands, easily able to move her anywhere he wishes. Kissing his way down, putting his arms under her thighs and back over to caress her stomach as his lips get closer to her wet pussy.

Clinching with anticipation, her mind is craving more and more, wanting to absorb every second of his touch. Leading with his tongue, he makes a trail down her stomach to her pussy lips. Lightly traveling his tongue around her pussy, she moves her body trying to gets his tongue to go where she craves him to be. But, he frustratingly matches her movements until he is ready. Finally his tongue moves over, covering her entire pussy with his large tongue and licks up her lips and kissing his way up and down. Her pussy lips swell, wanting him to break though, she desperately wants to feel his tongue split her open and travel around. Pushing the tip of his tongue inside, splitting her lips, she groans in satisfaction as he licks his way up to her clit rotating around it but not touching. She can feel his warm breath on her wet pussy giving her a new batch of goose bumps and a wave of warm pleasure that travels her entire body. He circles her clit as she moves her hips trying to get him to finally touch it.

She moans with a mix of pleasure and exquisite torture. Julie's heart skips a beat and she looses her breath for a second as his tongue finally touches her clit. An electric shock runs up her glistening body as he proceeds to flick her clit gently with his tongue. Her breathing increases and thighs clinch around his head. Grabbing onto his head, she feels his soft hair in her hands as he sucks her clit into his mouth. Pushing her head back against the pillow straining her neck muscles, she pushes down on his head as he sucks in her clit and continues flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Julie bites her bottom lip again, trying in vain to control herself as her moans get louder and her brain is screaming for more and more. She can feel her pussy clinching and her thighs tighten up around his head as she gets close. Her mind goes blank, breathing stops, body tenses up, and her toes curl in as she braces herself for the final moment...'so close, so close, almost there, fuck fuck fuck fuck!' Julie thoughts continue as she accepts what she wanted for so long... Overload, her brain locks up as an orgasm hits her like a lightening bolt. She screams out loud as he continues the sucking of her clit prolonging her orgasm as long as possible. Moan, clinch, moan, clinch...the spasms continue until a final release comes over her and then a satisfying calm engulfs her mind as her body goes limp. He looks up at her watching her body twitch with after shocks as she is trying to calm herself from the experience.

"Holy Shit Babe!" Julie says, still keeping her eyes closed. "I truly have missed that talented tongue of yours."

He crawls up her body, kissing her along the way. Looking into his eyes, as he observes the last of the after shocks surging through her body and he says, "It's really good to be home!" with a coy smile on his face.

A Lover's Caress - Chapter One

Chapter One

'He will be home soon!' Julie thought as her excitement grows. She has been cleaning the house for the past 3 days, even though it doesn't need to be cleaned anymore. But, from Julie's point of view, if she doesn't stay busy then she will just drive herself crazy thinking about what she will do when she sees him again, how he will react, and the thousands of good and bad scenario's that she would put herself through. So, she continues to clean.

'I think I vacuumed this 5 times now. I can't remember. What time is it?' Julie looks over at the wall, 3:47 pm.
'He said 4:00 pm. Does that mean exactly at 4? or a little after?' Julie's thoughts wander. The anticipation is killing her, she is waiting for her husband. They got married one month before he was deployed overseas and he has been over there for 18 months and 25 days. Although they had written each other, talked on the phone, and had a few video conversations, it is not the same and people can change a lot in almost 19 months.
'What if he changed his mind and wants to be single again? What if he fell in love with another woman? What if his sexual fantasies changed? What if he doesn't like mine anymore? What if.....' Julie's mind trails off as she stands still in the middle of the living room with the vacuum running. The clock chimes once to show the top of the hour which snapped her out of her daze as she looks down and turns off the vacuum.

Not sure when he will come home and not wanting to stand at the door all day long, Julie decides to start dinner. Cooking has always been a calming activity for her, allowing her to concentrate on something proactive that she can enjoy the results of immediately. She also wants her husband to have a home cooked meal when he finally arrives. She wants the smell of good food engulfing him when he walks in the door to instantly show him that she still loves him. Julie cannot think of another way that she can show him how she feels and she has never been good at explaining it. She laughs to herself as thinks that she could always just jump him naked and rip his clothes off right there on the living room floor.
"At least I know the rug is clean!" Julie says to herself as she giggles thinking about the look on his face if she did that.

The food is cooking, the smell in the house is divine, and the table is set. Julie turns to make sure the bedroom is still clean, at that moment she hears a key sliding into the front door, clicking as it hits all the cylinders. A chilling tingle runs down her body as she imagines how it will feel to have him inside her again, hitting all of her "cylinders." The door opens and in walks her husband. Julie stands there for a second, afraid to move, as a smile comes across his face. Tears run down her cheek as relief fills her mind, oh how she has missed that handsome smile. Running over to him and jumping into his arms, she feels light, floating in mid air as he holds her a foot off the ground. She always loved how strong he was and she doesn't want him to let go as they both whisper, "I love you!" in each others ears at the same time. Its a good thing he is holding her, otherwise she would have fallen over, her legs went limp as she felt his warm breath in her ear.

He pulls his head back to look in her eyes, both of them look fuzzy through the salt water that has filled them. Still holding her in the air, they embrace in a kiss. She has dreamed about his kiss, his smell, his touch, and over time has forgotten how great it was. The excitement of their first kiss and every kiss after that came rushing back into her mind compounding the feeling ten fold as she squeezes him harder wanting to absorb him totally into her being so that they can never be separated again. A familiar warmth engulfs her body as she hangs there in his arms tingling and thinking about how amazing it feels to have him again. Time does not exist in this moment. Julie was not sure how long they were embraced, but whatever it was, it wasn't enough. She would have been perfectly happy staying in that moment forever.

The evening was full of stories, comments about how much he missed her and her cooking, what she has been doing since he was gone, gossip from the guys in his unit that she is friends with, and gossip of the people back home that he hasn't seen. He started telling a joke that he heard, she wasn't fond of the joke, but the sound of his voice was intoxicating and she didn't care what he said as long as she could hear him talk. He says the punchline, they both laugh, and then silence. Julie stands up, grabbing both empty plates and takes them to the sink. She pauses, staring at the sink as she thinks, 'does he still find me attractive?' Right as the thought was finishing he wraps his arms around her, holding onto her stomach as he presses himself against her body from behind. She can feel his bulge pressing against her ass as she smiles thinking, 'yes, apparently he does!' Without saying a word he pulls her hair back and leans down, kissing her on her neck. An electric shocks runs down her spine as goose bumps rise all over her skin, 'my god he still knows my buttons.' His lips lightly run up her neck to her ear lobe, he sucks it in as he deeply breaths into her ear and pushes her forward against the sink.

"I've been dreaming about you every night, but nothing compares to how beautiful you are right now." He whispers in her ear causing her body to warm up as she gets light headed thinking about what is about to come. He reaches over, putting his hand on her cheek, and turns her head towards him. She accepts his lips onto hers as her body lightens up from his touch. "I've missed you so much," he says as he kisses her on the head, "But, I have been traveling all day and in desperate need of a shower." He smiles at her and walks off towards the bedroom. Julie has already showered three times today and has shaved her legs and pussy because she knows how much he likes that and loves how he shows it. Watching him walk away she smiles to herself, feeling a primal need well up inside her and decides to follow.

He gets into the shower and she decides to join him. She walks into the bathroom and opens the curtain, stepping in she can see the lust in his eyes as he scans her naked body. She steps forward into the hot water as they kiss again, feeling his rough skin on her soft body as he places his hands on her waist and pulls her closer. Her stomach is pressed against his cock as she feels him growing harder against it. She has thought about this many times as she laid in bed alone and masturbated so that she could fall asleep. "Turn around, I'll get your back."

Julie lathers up a loofah and begins washing his back, silently observing the scars, and hoping to help wash away more then just the dirt. He turns around and begins shampooing his hair. He leans back into the water as he washes out the shampoo and Julie feels her gut twinge and her pussy start to get wet as she watches the water run down his body. Her body is getting warm as she follows the path of the water with her eyes, stopping on his semi erect penis, a hunger is growing deep inside her. Needing to satisfy this hunger, she reaches out and gently takes a hold of his dick, she loves feeling him grow hard, because it is an instant indicator that she can still turn him on. Feeling the blood rush into his cock gives her satisfaction, knowing that she pleases him makes her happy; she truly does love to please him. Julie gets down on her knees in the tub and quickly observes the weight of his cock in her hands as she leans forward and slowly sucks his tip into her mouth. His hardness is complete as she looks up his wet body and meets his eyes, she is filled with joy in seeing the look of surprise and excitement on his face as she sucks on his tip, rubbing the head of his cock on her tongue. Closing her eyes she concentrates on the satisfying sensation of his dick twitching in her mouth as she slides him deeper and deeper inside her throat. She synchronizes her hand with her mouth and strokes up and down his shaft as he moans and says, "My God! I've almost forgotten how good you are at that!"

It's hard to smile with a cock in your mouth, but Julie tried anyway. The smile exposed her teeth as he gave out a deep guttural moan which kept her smiling more, he does love it when I use my teeth gently. Julie reached up and cupped his balls with her other hand wanting to feel the results of her work. Julie doesn't think that cum tastes good or bad, but she loves knowing how much he loves it when she swallows and continues to suck on his head as he orgasms. She personally doesn't care if she swallows or not, but it gives her satisfaction in knowing that she pleases him enough to make him cum and loves it when she succeeds. His balls tense up in her hand as she lightly cups them, 'almost there,' she thinks to herself as she increases the speed of his hard wet cock sliding in and out of her mouth as far as she can take him in and squeezing his shaft with her hand as she strokes. His dick starts twitching, she knows it will happen soon. He moans a little louder as he says, "Holy Shit!" Which is her final sign. She leans her head back, sucking on his head as she strokes him into cumming into her mouth. Swallowing and sucking as she continues stroking for every spurt, his guttural grunts fill her with joy with every flex of his cock as he continues to cum. The twitching is subsiding, but she continues to suck and stroke to get every drop. His legs are shaking as he tries hard to keep standing and she enjoys seeing her man display pure ecstasy on his face as she finishes him up.

"Oh  My  God, you are a gifted woman and I am truly a lucky man!" he says as he helps her stand up and turns off the water. The look of joy and surprise still on his face. She is filled with satisfaction in knowing that she made him happy. Julie lightly strokes his dick as it softens up, and says, "Welcome home baby."

Wisher's Beware

A young man sits outside a coffee shop downtown. Sipping at his vente mocha he watches the people walking from shop to shop, talking, laughing, genuinely enjoying their time outside with friends and family on this mild spring morning. He pictures himself being apart of their group, being admired by others as he tells a funny story or respected as he talks about his opinions of important world information. 'Why can't I have that?'

What he is unable to grasp is that a person is not gifted admiration or respect, they earn it through deeds and actions. Since he keeps to himself, never sharing with others in fear of rejection, he has not been able to make the bonds of friendship that he craves. But, these are not the only cravings he believes should be gifted to him for no reason. The fear of rejection has kept him from talking to many women, instead he observes from a distance and fantasies that one day a woman will be forward enough to hit on him. 'I'm a great guy, perfect in fact. Women should crave me, why don't they crave me?'

Living in his mind for as long as he has, the scenario's of his favorite fantasies have been cemented. But, over time the women involved have become faceless, bodiless, ideals. At first he would watch softcore and hardcore porn for the women he needed for his fantasies. Although he can still do that in a pinch, he now prefers real life muses to fill in the gaps and make his fantasies feel real. When asked why he sits alone drinking coffee, he says that he likes to people watch and observe how they interact with others. The truth that he won't divulge is that he hunts for victims, women he can observe with the intent of memorizing as many details as possible about their body, posture, movements, speech, and clothing. This mental picture can then be inputted into his established fantasies, allowing him to feel wanted and craved by a person that actually exists; instead of a fantasy woman created by his mind.

Satisfied that he has collected enough mental pictures for today, he begins his walk home as he mulls over which fantasy scenario will satisfy him today. Walking through the park on auto pilot as his mind wanders between different sexual fantasies, he doesn't notice a tree root sticking out of the grass and trips. Quickly he gets up, looking around to make sure no one saw his embarrassing moment. Angry that this root made him loose his train of thought, he kicks it. His anger dies as he notices something shiny that was uncovered. It looks like metal, pulling it out of the ground, rubbing off the dirt with his fingers. A dirty old golden broach with a black opal in the middle comes into view. The opal looks odd, as if it was filled with a black smoke that is slowly moving around inside. Scratching off the dirt as he looks closer to figure out this illusion, the broach starts to vibrate. The vibration increases in intensity, it pops out of his fingers and as it falls he could have sworn that the broach slowed down before hitting the grass below.

A deep voice echo's slowly in his head saying,
"Pick me up."
Not wanting to disobey, he picks up the broach and apologizes to it. Even surprising himself that he is talking to an inanimate object. The echo speaks again,
"Make three wishes."
Could this be true? Do I actually get to make three wishes?
"Make three wishes." The echo replied.
The young man had fantasies about getting wishes before and already knew exactly what he wanted. He quickly said,
"I wish that the next Powerball lotto ticket I buy is the only winning ticket"
"Done." The echo replied.
Excitement surges through his body as he quickly says his second wish,
"I wish my dick would double in size, length and girth."
"Done." The echo replied.
The young man slides his hand down his pants, not worried at all about anyone that might be at the park observing this activity. A huge smile comes across his face as he feels his new cock that is now 13 inches long and 4 inches wide. He can't believe his luck, he was always self conscious about his penis size. But, like most men, he really didn't have anything to worry about. If anything he has now decreased the amount of women that would want fuck him. Knowing this he says his third and final wish,
"I wish every woman I am attracted to will crave me and that the intensity of that craving increases as I get physically closer to them."
"Done." The echo replied and then the broach vibrated, fell on the ground, and slide into the earth.

The young man looked around the almost empty park for someone to test his new power on. About 100 yards away there was a woman sitting next to a tree and reading a book. He was attracted to her from what he could tell and started walking over to her. When he was about 50 yards away she started looking around and when she saw him she sat there dumbfounded by an urge to fuck this stranger. She got up and started walking towards this man, not really sure why she was doing it, but wanted to satisfy this craving she is having. At about 25 yards she started running and by the time she reached him her urges were so strong that she tackled him and frantically started pulling off his pants. Nothing else mattered, she didn't care that she was in the middle of a park during the day or that this was a stranger. All she could think about was how badly she had to have his cock in her mouth as soon as possible. With every second that went by her cravings got worse, she felt that if she didn't satisfy them soon that she would die a painful death. Finally, she got his belt undone and pulled his pants down, sliding his newly large dick out into the open air. Diving her head onto his cock she felt immense satisfaction as she held onto it with both hands and sucked onto the head like a junky getting a fix. One of his fantasies has come true! The young man cannot believe his luck as this beautiful young woman is ravenously sucking and stroking his huge dick, outside in the middle of the park.

This is a dream come true, he almost doesn't want to open his eyes in fear of waking up and it all being a dream. But, he does anyway and looks down to observe the woman choking and gaging as she forces as much of his cock as she can into her mouth. She starts moaning while her head bobs up and down his shaft and she can feel her self getting more wet then she ever has before. Not wanting to take her mouth off his cock she hungrily sucks as she starts to rip her cloths off with fervor in need of more stimulation. The man looks down at her naked body admiring his wish, mouth wrapped around is dick, her tits rubbing on his thighs with every stroke, and her hand rubbing on her clit as she attempts to satisfy this intense craving. Legs shaking she clinches her thighs as she rubs her clit and chokes herself by taking in as much of his cock as possible down her throat as she finally has the most explosive orgasm she has ever had. The orgasm seems to have no end as her cock muffled screams fill the park. The young man looks around and notices a few people looking in his direction to see what is going on. His first instinct is to run away, not wanting to get caught getting a blow job in the middle of the park at mid day. Instead he notices a couple of people walking towards him, they are both attractive women. Both of them start tearing off their cloths as the run into a full sprint at the man.

'Wow, three women! This is awesome!' He thought as the other two women reach him. One of them joins the first in licking and sucking onto his large dick as the other straddles his face rubbing her pussy onto his mouth begging him to eat her out. The over stimulation makes his body shake as he feels is balls tighten up in preparation for what is about to come. The two women can feel the quiver in his cock as his warm seamen is pumped up his shaft and finally blows into the first woman's mouth. Both women are now pushing each other fighting over who will get the next pump of cum. The second girl pushes the first, grabbing his cock and trusting it hard into her mouth as he cums again. 'That kind of hurt, but I don't care,' he thought as he cums a couple more times as both women are fighting to swallow as much of his warm cum as possible.

With his orgasm over he starts to go limp, but the two women can't have that and begin sucking harder and stroking him until he gets hard again. The second woman jumps up, thrusting her pussy onto his hard cock, and sliding down to take in as much of his 13 inches as she can take. At the same time the first woman is laying on his leg licking and sucking his balls and the third woman is rubbing her clit on his tongue. The man feels another thud on the ground next to him as a fourth woman grabs his right hand, pushing it into her pussy, and begging him to finger her. 'This is the greatest experience of my life!' he thought as he is slides two fingers into the fourth woman's pussy, thumbs her clit, and starts sucking on the third woman's clit as her thighs clinch around his head has she screams with pleasure as her wet juices run down his face and neck.

Thud, Thud, Thud, Thud, as naked woman after naked woman falls next to him and trying to find a spot on his body to get themselves off by rubbing their clits on him. He now has 16 women on him, clit rubbing his head, another on his mouth, one clit on his chest and another on his stomach. Two clits, one in each hand as they both push harder to rub his hands harder into their pussies. One pussy bouncing up and down his cock as another woman is sucking his balls and fingering herself. Two clits one on each of his thighs, knees, shins, and feet; all of which are rubbing as fast and as hard as they can with an intense need to cum as much as possible. The screams and moans of many women as they orgasm over and over filling his ears and echoing in his head. Thud, Thud, Thud, Thud, Thud....more and more naked women are piling up around him pushing to get a piece of him for their own pleasure.

'I can't breath,' he thought as the weight of all of these women are crushing him. He starts to panic and tries to get away, but the horde of naked craving women are pulling and scratching at him to get anything they can to get off. It started with a scratch, someone reached in and scratched his chest causing him to bleed. As she rubbed his blood on her clit she fell over in pure ecstasy. Seeing this the other women started doing the same thing, scratching at his skin desperately in search of blood, skin, hair, anything to appease their orgasm needs. The young man's muffled screams are over shadowed by the orgasmic moans of dozens of naked women. He starts to get dizzy and cold as more and more blood is being drawn from his limp body and with one last painful moment all four of his limps are pulled apart in a orgasmic craving naked female version of being drawn and quartered. Everything goes black as the young man dies from loss of blood. All of the women are finally satisfied as they snap out of their intense cravings and slowly wander off in search of their cloths and wondering what had come over them. But, none of the women notice the dead mangled body, torn apart and almost skinned lying in the middle of the park. Quiet falls on the park as the last of the women walk off, not giving a thought of the man that did not think about the consequences of his own cravings.