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Nocturne  N° 1
[MF, rom, nosex]

I'm home alone, wondering what it is you're up to; I was supposed to have 
heard from you, but this didn't happen. Suddenly the doorbell sounds, but when 
I open the door, nobody's there. Only as I close it once more do I notice the 
envelope tucked under the doormat. Upon opening it, I find a note with 
specific instructions that must be followed, along with a key. 

Following them, I ultimately end up at a secluded hideaway. I draw near the 
door and slip the key into the lock just as the note instructed. After 
unlocking it, I enter, closing and locking it once more behind me. Once 
inside, the note instructs me, I follow the trail am supposed to find. It 
isn't difficult to locate the line of lit tea candles leading up a flight of 
stairs and down a hall, coming to an end in front of a closed door that has 
another envelope tacked on it. According to the directions, I open it and read 
the note inside in full. 

As directed, I enter with my eyes shut, closing the door behind me, opening 
them only once the lock has been turned. I'm not allowed to turn on the light 
in what is a pitch dark room. My instructions are to slowly walk straight 
ahead until I cannot do so anymore. After a dozen or so steps, my leg bumps 
against an object which feels like a piece of furniture that has been placed 
in my path. Here I am supposed to remove everything I'm wearing and then use 
my hands to find a mystery item. It is a robe, which I promptly don. Next, I 
am supposed to turn right and make my way along the piece of furniture, which 
I do. Arms outstretched, I quickly find the closed sliding door which I am 
supposed to open. I do, and a warm dampness envelops me. Your voice softly 
rises from the warm dampness of the room, "Close the door, you're letting the 
cold air in". I do, and then you ask me to shut my eyes once more, keeping 
them closed until you say otherwise, and take four steps forward. Here I am to 
wait. 

As you approach, you commend me for following all of the directions. For this, 
you reward me with a gentle kiss of approval on my lips. You undo my robe and 
slip it off me, then turn aroud and take a step backwards into me. As your 
warmth presses against me, you have me wrap my arms around your waist. From 
this embrace, you guide my hands to undo the sash of your robe, and then to 
your shoulers, using my fingertips to slip it off. Now you finally permit me 
to open my eyes. You turn around and kiss me softly, and I return the kiss, 
ever so briefly. My lips wander down your chin, your neck, and bare shoulders, 
causing you to sigh contentedly. Returning my attention to your lips, you 
close your eyes. I take you in my armsand carry you into the source of the 
warm dampness: a Jacuzzi. 

As the jets start doing their thing, you open your eyes. I give you another 
long, deep kiss. You put your arms around me and press my body against you 
while we kiss. My fingertips gently brush against your shoulders and upper 
back. The kiss is broken and with a mischievous grin, you pull away slightly. 
But all you're doing is changing positions, and once again draw near. You 
begin to playfully kiss my chest, working your way gradually down. As you do, 
I start caressing your back and sides, occasionally fondling your breasts. 

As you're kissing your way over my chest, I notice you're getting ever closer 
to the waterline and then stop. You hungrily look into my eyes and I smile 
back at you. Gently, I take your shoulders in my hands and I help you to lean 
back. I lean over you and start kissing your neck, and work my way down, 
gently nibbling on your nipples. 

My hand gently caresses your outstretched, semi-submerged body, starting near 
your knee. I slide it up along the outside of your thigh, down again, and then 
up once more. This time, I veer it to the inside of your thigh. You think you 
know where it will wind up, and hold your breath in anticipation, but at the 
last minute, I pull away. Instead, I slide up next to you and nibble on your 
earlobe as my hand gently squeezes your breast. You moan softly, and take my 
hand in yours. 

As you spread your legs slightly, you place my hand over your crotch. I take 
your clue and slip one of my fingers inside you. You press your hand down on 
mine, encouraging me to explore the heart of your womanhood with my fingers. 
We kiss again, hard. our tongues dancing the courtly dance of passion which 
the moment inspires. Between the sensations created by the Jacuzzi, and those 
of my attentions, you soon out a long, passionate, cry of pleasured ful--

Suddenly, I'm awake. An explosive expression of climax has brought me out of 
my sleep. It is still dark. Reaching out next to me, I expect to find you, but 
you were never there.