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This was the first thing I ever wrote.  Tonight I read it to someone else
for the very first time.  She urged me to share it with you.  I hope that you
enjoy what you read, it comes from the heart.  All feedback is very welcome
at either scotty@uwm.edu or anglokitty@aol.com
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                                 The Kiss
                              Jack Scott Kaye 
                              scotty@uwm.edu
                            anglokitty@aol.com
                            
We lie together, our eyes locked. Your lips reach for mine and we kiss.
It is prolonged and deep, our tongues intertwined. Savouring the fullness
of our love.

I capture your lower lip between mine, pull on it gently and begin to move
lower, kissing your chin and moving down to your neck. You throw your head
back, allowing my lips to lightly trace the graceful curve of your throat.
Every now and then I stop to gently suck on the sensitive flesh.

I continue down, sliding easily on the satin sheets. I kiss the delicate
indentation at the base of your throat. A contented sound escapes your 
lips.  My knee slips between your legs, and you clasp them together, 
pressing yourself against my leg and gently rubbing. My leg is wet from 
your moisture.

Down. I begin to bring my tongue back into play as I kiss between your pert
breasts. My trailing tongue leaves a trace of saliva along the path I have 
taken. It glistens in the flickering candlelight. I trace the underside of 
each breast, in turn, with my wet tongue, before moving up and taking a 
pink nipple between my lips. It begins to swell as my lips gently roll it 
around in the warmth of my mouth, my tongue flicking at its tip. My fingers
find the other nipple. It is already erect and I begin to gently tease it
with my fingertips, all the while suckling on your other nipple. 

A soft moan of pleasure. Good. I feel your hand grasp my erect penis, eager
to return the pleasure I give you. Milking the first sticky drops from it.
I pull away from your hand, somewhat unwillingly. I want to please you
first, there's plenty of time for me later.

I slide lower on the bed, the satin gathering around my penis as I do. The
smooth satin caressing me is so pleasant. I slowly kiss and lick your 
stomach, all over. Your hands rest on my shoulders gently pushing me lower. 
I stall around your belly button and glance up towards your face. You are 
looking down at me. Our eyes meet, mine with a wicked glint and yours with 
almost a pleading look. I know what you want, and I want it too. I allow 
you to push me lower.

I gently rest my face in your pubic hair. I can smell you now. I _love_
your smell. It is manna from heaven to me. I could live on this forever.
Playfully, I pull on the hair with my teeth. You yelp and slap the top of
my head, but then rest your hands on my head and begin to run your fingers
through my hair. I knead the flesh beneath this hair, trying to reach your
deepest nerve clusters, my success indicated by your fingers digging into
my scalp.

Time to move on. I kiss your thigh. Moving down. I place one hand on the
inside of each thigh and spread your legs wide apart. I feel you shift your 
weight, trying to get closer to my hands, to bring release. But that would 
be too easy. I take a moment to inspect the beauty before me. Those pink 
lips. So beautiful. The satin is stained between your legs. I trace 
circular patterns on the insides of your thighs with my tongue. You 
shudder, eager for release, but unwilling to end the pleasure...

Your smell. So strong now, but sweet. No-one else could smell this sweet to
me. I move in. Extending my tongue, I tease the very edge of your lips. You
squirm beneath my touch, your breathing becoming more shallow with each 
stroke of my tongue. You push down, and our lips meet in that sweetest, 
most intimate of kisses, my lips gently stroking yours, sending little 
shivers up your spine.  My tongue begins to trace the line of your 
moistness, licking slowly and evenly from bottom to top and then repeating 
the movements, occasionally stopping for a brief foray into your moist, 
warm cavern, exploring its depths. I feel you trying to clasp your legs 
together, to draw me in further with your sweetness and then entrap me, 
like a venus fly trap (only nicer). My firm hands on your thighs prevent 
this. I have much better access and freedom of movement this way, and I'm 
enjoying being in control, having you at my mercy...

My face is soaking now, and I decide that you are finally ready. My tongue 
finds your clitoris. Your body jerks at its initial touch. It is swollen,
but soft and I begin to caress it with deft strokes of my tongue. I release
one thigh and you lift that leg to rest it on my shoulder. My hand, now 
freed from its task is free to roam over your beautifully curved buttocks. 
I start to gently suck on your clitoris, as if it were a third nipple. I'm 
sure that I hear you purr...

My hand reaches between your legs and I allow one finger to rest on your 
moistness. I move faster over your swollen clitoris, rolling it between my 
lips. You begin to rock against me. Your wetness now covers my face and 
dampens my chest, dripping onto the hair there and glistening in the 
flickers of light. I tease the hairs between your cheeks with my soaked 
finger. You push towards me, desperate for release now. I rest the finger 
against the warm hole between your cheeks, pressing gently. You press back, 
and it disappears inside. I begin to slide it in and out as if it were my 
penis and I were in your moist cavern. All the time, my attentions to you 
clitoris are getting faster, more urgent. You start to push against me in 
rhythm to the thrusting of my finger. You are panting now, and use your 
hands to knead your breasts, pulling at the nipples gently. Faster and 
faster we move.  Your pants become louder and louder until suddenly, I feel 
your body convulse, time and again. Your muscles clamp around my finger, 
the muscles of your thighs lock, your hips jerk, a flood of your juices 
flow down my hungry throat and you cry out loud. Time and again you cry 
out, before collapsing in an exhausted heap.

As I crawl up on the bed again, contented that I have given you such 
pleasure, and collapse in an exhausted heap myself, I am sure, my kitten, 
that I hear you purring again...  

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                                 The Kiss
                              Jack Scott Kaye 
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