This is an early composition that I prepared for "Kate", arguably my first ever real muse. I never met Kate IRL, but she was certainly real.
This is more Mills and Boon gentle erotica than hardcore, but it belongs here, because it lays some foundations.
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Jones had just installed his sound system and was hanging up another of Kate's silhouette pieces on the last available section of wall in his beach hut when he suddenly felt two hands reach around from behind him and hug his chest.
"Hello, stranger," she said, and he felt her press the side of her face warmly into the middle of his back.
He stayed still, only moving his right hand to hold the back of hers, as she ran her fingernails gently down, over the curve of his chest to his abdomen, then back up again.
He felt her heave against him a little as she sighed deeply, still caressing his chest.
"Katey..." he whispered, and at last he straightened and turned to face her. She smiled up at him and his eyes began to well with the intensity of seeing her face again.
Jones put his hands up to her cheeks then leaned in to kiss her mouth. He stroked both sides of her neck softly, behind her ears and over her shoulders, then gently tickled the back of her neck at the hair line.
At the end of the kiss he moved his lips softly and slowly from side to side against hers, sending tiny zings of electricity into them both.
He leaned back at looked at her again and she smiled teasingly at him. "I suppose you re going to have to leave again soon?" he asked quietly.
"Yes..." she said slowly, but I can stay a little longer this time.
He paused to look at her face for a moment, before kissing her again, this time more passionately. They opened their mouths together and shared their tongues, discovering new, small intimacies about each other, moments stretching into minutes. Soon she sighed and felt a rush of warmth through her head and face, and her crotch.
Kate put her arms around his neck while he moved his behind her back under her top, pressing his chest against hers. She was wearing no bra, so his hands caressed her bare skin unimpeded from her neck down to the top of her ass. She sighed again and he pushed more firmly against her, causing her to take a step back. He went with her, maintaining the pressure, and they retreated again in a clumsy tango until her back was pressed against the wall.
His hands stroked her back and then her waist, then his thumbs gently met at her navel from opposite directions, the rest of his fingers spreading over and down her hips. Their tongues continued to dance with increasing intensity, only to stop as he grabbed the bottom of her blouse and lifted. She raised her elbows and he pulled the top over her head, discarding it on the floor at their side.
Kate felt the whole sensation of him removing her clothing for the first time, revealing herself to him. It was powerful and liberating, and it caused another intense surge through her body. They looked at each other, both breathing heavily, before embracing again. Jones' hands went back to her waist, then moved together upwards and over her breasts - bringing on another wave through her. He brushed both sets of fingers gently over her nipples and they tightened up like small pebbles.
Then he cupped and massaged the full weight of both her breasts, gently biting her top lip and standing up on his toes as he did so.
Breathing deeply again, he bent down to kiss her chest, taking each breast in his mouth in turn. He sucked gently and wrapped his tongue around her areolae, while moving his hands down to her buttocks. Then all at once he put his forearms under her butt and lifted her effortlessly off the floor, pushing his face into her cleavage and breathing her in. She leaned into him, put her hands down his back, and wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to the bed. Kate fell backwards into its softness and he fell onto her, her legs still hugging his hips.
Eventually they shifted a little and lay side by side for a moment, still kissing and stroking, although a little more tenderly now. Then she sat up and tugged at the bottom of his shirt.
"We need to be even...," she said, and he let her lift this up and over his head. She rubbed her fingernails gently through the swirls of hair and over the ripples of his chest while their tongues played with each other some more. He pushed her back down on the bed and again moved to kiss her breasts, starting with her right, then kissing his way an inch at a time, over to the left. Here he grabbed at her hard nipple with his lips and stretched it gently upwards, before letting it to spring back. She groaned a little before he kissed it again, then continued his little path from the nipple down the underside of her breast.
He paused and said, "I really like this part...," then kissed her firmly another seven times, once for each letter of her tattoo. "Imagine that!" he teased.**
She sniggered and put her hands under his armpits to pull him back to her face. "Come back here, you!"
But he resisted, gesturing her to lie back down. "Hang on a sec ..."
She put her arms back behind her head, allowing Jones to casually undo the belt on her jeans, then the button, then the zipper. He pulled them down and off of her legs, leaving her g-string intact. He seemed to be pacing each little step, enhancing the anticipation of the whole experience.
He stood up and looked at her and she bit her bottom lip and smiled up at him coquettishly, like a naughty schoolgirl. Then he undid his own pants and removed these and then his underwear, standing fully naked before her.
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Yes, there is a part 2, and more, in which the content is less G-rated.
(** Kate had a tattoo of the word "Imagine" in large script down the side of her body.)
