Reunion| Part One of Two

This is part one of an excerpt of an original story by Dura. All rights reserved.




.they put the trash bags aside and she starts to gather wood with him. when they have enough, he gathers tinder and lights it with her lighter. they spread blankets and begin sorting out the food she brought, which she had tucked in a small cool crevice in the rocks. some rice in bamboo goes into the fire, and they spread out the fruit and a knife and cutting board to prepare dessert later. then they curled up in the roomy sleeping bag together. although they still had clothes on, it felt exciting to her to be close to him. they laid there for several minutes before he realized something was still wrong.
Why are you still so tense?
.she hesitated, but didn't want to risk annoying him with more silence. he'd probably had enough of that. and dishonesty would not do.
All I can think of is making love to you.
.he smiled...
Don't you think I imagine it all the time too?
Maybe. But...the way I want you scares me...a lot... it's kind of tragic...intense and... violent.
Show me.
.she looked at him, and found him looking right back at her, intently.
What, you mean like, draw it in the sand?
.he laughed.
No; show me on yourself.
.she swallowed hard. he smiled at her...
Don't worry, I am here to help. But I want to know what you do about it, what you like, on your own.
.she looked all over his face for signs of malice, of evil, of the desire to humiliate. she found nothing.
Hold me tight.
.he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. feeling the muscles in them excited her. she tucked her nose in next to his neck, closed her eyes, and slid her hands down. he could barely believe she had given in and remained still. she felt his erection, which sent a wave of desire through her body. she could feel the size of it, and sense exactly how it would feel inside of her. she loved the warmth of it, the intimacy. as she wriggled her hands past his scrotum, he pressed toward them. then he hugged her body tighter and shifted himself out of the way. but when her hands were in place, he shifted back.
.he could feel her caress herself, and at the same time enjoy her hands sliding up and down against him.
.his breath grew hot and fast along with hers. soon he wheeled her face towards him with his chin and kissed her, deeply breathing her in and tasting her while her hands still shifted back and forth against both of them. his deep and radiant kiss explained his joy to her. his passion increased with hers as she rubbed more vigorously, more confident he would not hurt her in this moment. he kissed her cheeks and neck between pantings. her legs widened, her knee balanced on top of his hip as her body cheered her on. it continued on this way until she began to moan, helpless. her body had started a chain reaction, pushing down coils of gnawing orgasm.
.the sounds she made combined with her needy hands grinding up and down overtook him, and he came with her, squeezing her body tightly while his throat strained against the sounds he would not let himself make. he came while her hips jerked back and forth in ecstasy, and he pressed his cock against her, moving with her until she was completely released. he felt good, deeply happy. she was completely relaxed in his arms the way he had always hoped she could be. he struggled to stay awake, not wanting to be rude and leave her awake by herself. he finally realized there was no need. she was already out. he smiled himself to sleep, still holding her.
.she jerks awake from a dream of fire. realizing it was just her mind telling her the rice had to be taken out, she slides softly out of his grasp and out of the sleeping bag to gather the food and utensils back together. then she realized he was watching her, his arms folded behind his head and a smile on his face. she smiled back. she took the goodies back to the rocks and came back. the night was still cold so she merely spread out the fire a bit, making it burn a little cooler.
That's really good right there; come on back in.
.his hands guide her back in to the bag. they are the same height, so when her feet reach his, they are eye to eye. he looks at her carefully, studying her face.
Your eyes are so dark.
I know. My pupil isn't really visible. You don't have that problem. Your eyes are green...
Yeah.
I had forgotten your face, you know. It just went out of focus and I could never quite get it back.
I had your pictures, thank God.
You didn't delete them?
Never.
Hm. That's nice to think about.
This is nice.
Yes, it is.
.they lied there sleepily, thinking their own thoughts. Then Tomas remembered something.
I don't want to ruin the mood, but, what happened to this supposedly violent, tragic, scary sex you were going to show me?
You made me too comfortable.
Oh yes?
Yeah. We'll have to just see how it goes. Maybe it will be different when it's both of us.
.without hesitation, he sat up and held out his hand. she was nervous but took it anyway. he led them to a small pool of water, a wash-out in the rocks. It was warm with Pacific Ocean water.
.he helped her onto a large rock and then stepped back, smiling.
I swear, this is the only pedestal I'll put you on.
.she shook her head at the cornball as he began to undress. he took off each piece slowly and deliberately, all but putting on a show for her. when he was naked and on full display, he waded into the water and turned on his back like an otter.
.she climbed down off the rock and walked to the edge. she turned her back to him and took off everything. when she was done she turned towards him.
.he swam closer and opened his arms. she walked in towards him. they leaned themselves against the edge, with her underneath, her arms circling his waist loosely.
.he put his hand on her cheek. then he leaned in and kissed her. he slowly licked his way inside, enticing her to lock down on his mouth. he slid the back of his other hand down between her legs and rubbed gently, pressing steadily through in toward her pelvic bone, but moving her flesh in the slowest passes.
Your turn to hold me tight.
.she embraced him, chest to chest, and he raised her up against the sides of the rocks on his hips. he was still touching her labia with one hand, while his other hand and arm cradled the back of one thigh. He pushed skin against bone until he felt her own moisture through the water, and then he tested her. he held the head of his penis to the lips and she opened without effort. she put her head back and shut her eyes tight.
Look at me.
.she returned his gaze. he slid his hand down his length until his fingers were fanned around her labia, and he held her this way as he slowly worked into her. just a little ways further into her, she was tight from disuse. his fingers gripped her and massaged her, loosening her. then his penis filled her, and he held his face as close as he could while keeping her in focus. she gave out a long soft oh of satisfaction as he completed his entry. then he moved his hand to her clitoris, pressing the back of his knuckles on it as he began to thrust. the sensations and emotions were overwhelming her. faced with her complete obsession with him, her love of sex, her deep and painful cravings finally being met in this setting, water washing around them, his prowess and confidence, his thickness and length, her sheer need to fuck him, to have his cock in her just like this, and it feeling this good...she closed her eyes again and he asked her to open them, to look at him.
Stay with me.
.his knees were planted against the mossy sides of the pool, so that he only had to flex his hips in and out of her. she was almost as tight as a virgin. it felt as good as he ever imagined it alone with his cock in his hands, looking at her face in a picture he kept, or simply in his mind. he had wanted to sleep with her since the moment they met. whatever she had worn had been professional but had shown her figure, and he wanted it for himself. and as the few days they saw each other went by, their chemistry became obvious to the both of them, and had made him want her even more. when they had danced together, their bodies came home.
.it was a feeling they had acknowledged several times over the years as they awkwardly kept in touch. now, all these years later, this was just a confirmation of what they already knew they were to each other. they had possessed each others minds for six years. now possession turned to peace, a kind of love-making that pulled the sweetest and most tender behavior from them both. she relaxed around him, her mind let go of her insecurities and settled on this moment with him. she looked back at him without fear. he felt her giving way to the moment, felt her body manifest the change in her muscles and her eyes and he moaned in spite of his nature.
.he could go deeper now and he did, trying to touch her soul, hoping she could feel him in the back of her throat, pure lust barely tempered by enough love to keep from splitting her spine against the rock. he used the hand that cupped her thigh to pull her toward him each time. she spread her arms along the edge of the pool and began to cry out. he reveled in the way he was making her feel. she looked at him with hunger and his mind drove him to feed it, feed it with hard deep strokes with his dick, short furtive strokes on her clit. his knees and back were aching and he longed to let himself come, but he wanted her orgasm. he needed to feel and see it. what she said next surprised him.
Turn us around. Let me on top of you.
.he wasted no time. they rolled until he was leaning against his back, his legs stretched out for leverage, bracing them, and his arms under her ass. she had her arms around his neck. she clasped her own elbows as she ground her body up and down his shaft. she braced her feet against the rock and arched her back so that her clitoris did its own work. but she didn't just want to come. she wanted his fullness a little longer. she squeezed her vaginal walls as hard as she could and held it. he sucked his breath between his teeth. then she rode him, looking to make him come too. his eye started to want to roll back and he stopped her, using his arms to slow her.
Come here.
.he wanted to kiss her, enjoy her a few moments longer because he knew the end was near for him. he wanted to make love to her all night, but knew that was just wishful thinking...he had to come sometime. they kissed and he told her how he felt. she smiled.
Put me down.
.he wondered what she was up to but let her ease off of him. She stepped slightly to the side of him and grasped the wall with both hands, arching her back out into the water. she looked in his eyes.
Come to me.
.still leaning against the rock, he stared back, taking her in. he reached out with one hand and felt for her clitoris, stroking it as tribute. she moaned.
Come to me.
I will.
.he stepped behind her, still rubbing her. he clutched her hip with his other hand and let his cock find her opening. he enjoyed the anticipation, the position, her vulnerability, her eagerness, and his own salivating lust. as he rubbed his penis head between her legs and squeezed her clitoris, he took in her body's curves, her skintone so beautiful, contrasting against his. he was mesmerized, watching his own motions and describing this moment to himself. it was like dessert, he thought. his cream-colored dick slid into her bubble-gum pink, the hole surrounded by her warm toffee brown-ness, candying him with her sugary fluids. he loved the thought of it, the warmth of her, the pornographic sight of watching penetration through the water, the thought and the reality of fucking her.
all the while he had been almost absent-mindedly rubbing her so well that she was quivering and whimpering slightly. he came back to himself and began to fuck her in earnest, twisted slightly in order to keep contact with his hand, keeping pace with his rubbing fingers, and yanking her back onto him to keep balance and rhythm, sinking completely into her each time. she had gone from whimpering and moaning to crying out, a feminine grunting, a good sound to his ears, the sound of someone being fucked well. he lost himself in it, let his own body take hold of his mind, and he orgasmed, a coursing wealth of incredible energy, incredible pleasure, first in his dick and then everywhere.
.the tell-tale thrusts of him coming set her off. the depth and lust of those thrusts were unique hallmarks that she had always loved. nothing felt quite like them. even the best deliberate fucking couldn't match that total abandon. feeling his cock, caught up in thinking of his pleasure, of him being satisfied in her and wanting her, and her clitoris being stimulated at the same time, her second orgasm of the night came harder than the first. it came from her stomach, plunging down her vaginal walls, milking down everything that had ever been pent up inside of her.
.with two hands he swayed back and forth with her until the orgasms subsided. at peace, he turned them until his back was against the pool again. he held her tightly from behind, their heads pressed together. when his head cleared, he turned her with gentle hands so he could kiss her again. he was satisfied and grateful. he cradled her face.
This is love...
.she looked up at him.
...just like I knew it would be...
.she was quiet. her lips parted but she didn't know what to say.
...and I love you so much.
.her eyes widened. she took hold of one of his hands and put her other one on his cheek. she pulled her head back so she could see all of his face.
I love you too Tomas.
.he kissed her again.
there was nothing left to say or do but to return to the fire. they climbed out of the pool and helped each other dress, handing clothes to each other. then they walked out together, holding hands like kids back to their little camp. he sat down and pulled her into his lap. he knew he should be tired but she gave him energy. it was as if in that moment she relaxed while they had made love he was empowered. he knew it had changed him. he had her, had her happy. until sunrise he stroked her back and shoulders, sometimes her thighs, sometimes between her thighs, sweeping her body. he wanted to keep that feeling going while they still had this utter privacy. she did not resist. she squeezed his thighs like the sides of a boat, letting him excite her.
.eventually he unbuttoned her shorts and reached in. she had left off her underwear. he gripped her with both hands, cupping her, bringing them together. he kissed her neck and rocked her back and forth, rolling her against his hands. he smelled the saltwater on her, in her hair and on her neck. he thought of the salt water traces that would still be between her thighs. his cock stiffened. as they rocked, she felt his erection against her back and began to moisten in his hands. he pulled her petals apart with the fingers of one hand and dove inside with the other. she was moaning again and he loved it. he whispered to her.
You are my drug, too.
.she squeezed his legs even tighter. he rocked them a little faster now. she let herself begin to pant. he rubbed her clitoris with his thumb and pushed in deeper with three of his fingers, carefully finding his way. he stroked her inside, trying to find her one true spot. he slowed down the rocking when it felt right. her body had tightened and her back arced away from him. she gave a strained noise and rocked herself on his fingers, which had found their target. he dug at the spot now with his fingertips, lighting her up inside while he still worked her clit. she did a strange dance, pressing her body away and then snapping back, in a trance. he let her go, enjoying how she looked, enjoying the wetness and warmth on his fingers. he still wanted to actually see her come. he wanted to lie her down and try to swallow her vagina whole as soon as she came, and then to fuck her again once she recovered. the sun came up on her third orgasm and he basked in both.
.she was surprised but helpless when he immediately laid her down and took off her sodden shorts. he stripped off his own clothes and then put his head in her lap. he began not by licking or kissing but with a full-mouthed sucking on her already swollen clitoris. she stuffed her fist in her mouth as the sensation convulsed her body and split her legs wide. he sucked her clitoris until she her legs collapsed, and then he knew he could move on to her labia. he kissed them like a mouth, drenching his tongue in her and sucking the lips inside his own. the combination of internal and external stimulation had her convulsing again, a state he needed her to be in. his own erection felt like it would burst but he waited, waited for her second collapse.
END OF PART I OF II