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This is a sexual story written and copyrighted by me,
Shon Richards (c) 2000. It's all M/F sex, and some might
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Labors of Claudia
by Shon Richards (lordshon@aol.com)
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A man proves his love in more than one way. (MF, rom)
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"How do I turn you on?" Claudia asked me.
"With your beauty," I answered. "With your silky black
hair that frames your heart shaped face and the sight of
your perfect buttocks that were molded like a Venus. You
arouse me with the sight of your hazel eyes alight with
mischief. You enflame me with your breasts that nourish
my vision with endless sinful thoughts. Even the way you
move is intoxicating, as proud as a cat and as sleek as
a falling raindrop."
"Then I shall blind you tonight," Claudia said to me.
She wrapped a black blindfold tightly around my head.
"We shall see if your body still desires me when my
glamors are darkened."
Blinded I was in sight, but still I could feel her
attraction in the way she writhed on top of me. I could
taste the sweetness of her sex and the salty bite of her
nipples. The words that she whispered, the dirty, raw,
violent words of our lovemaking, urged me to greater
levels of passion. My nose was filled with the pure
smell that was hers when I buried my face in her hair.
Before long, my body erupted forth my tribute to her
sexuality.
While my cock shrank inside her, she whispered "How did
I turn you that time?"
"With your smell," I said as I nuzzled in her hair.
"Your hair smells like cleanliness, reminding me of the
purity of sensuality you possess. The smell of your
sweat reminded me of the vigor that you employ when our
hips crash together and our backs arches from wanton
desire. When I kiss that secret place of yours, my nose
is engulfed in the smell of your sex, plucking tightly
on the strings of my heart.
"Then I shall plug your nose," Claudia said in the
darkness. I felt the push of her swimming plugs, and
suddenly, I was left without her siren aroma. "We shall
see if your body still desires me when my pheromones are
dammed."
Helpless I was in scent, but still I lusted for her n
the way that she bit at my thighs. My cock became rigid
again as she stroked and coaxed me with her passionate
hands. She teased, promised, and threatened vivid things
as the bedsprings to our motions. I bit down on her
offered nipples as I rode between her legs; my buttocks
clenching as I spilled my second tribute into her body.
My cock twitched and Claudia squeezed with her thighs
when she asked, "How did I cause to climax that time?"
"With your sounds," I said as she moaned. "Your moans
when I thrust, your groans when I kiss and your screams
when you cum all drive me to perform again. I love the
naughty, filthy things you say to me when you want my
cock hard and you want your pussy eaten. When you call
upon all the things you love as you climax, you summon
all the ardor I need."
"Then I shall stop your ears," Claudia said on my neck.
I felt the push of the earplugs and my world was
silenced. I felt her mouth kissing my exhausted cock and
I knew she wanted to see if she could please me still.
She crawled all over my body, slithering between my
thighs lubricated by our sweat. I tasted her sex again
as her thighs cuddled my face. The press of curly pubic
hair tickled my nose and her clitoris danced on my eager
tongue. I felt her hair between my legs as her lips
engulfed my cock, sucking, sucking, sucking me until my
cock not only grew again, but also delivering a
shuddering fountain of my love.
The earplug was removed and Claudia asked, "How did your
hunger for me return again?"
"With the taste of you," I answered, my tongue heavy
from her secretions. "I can't smell you, but I can still
taste what the cornucopia of your love. From the juice
of your sex, to the mint of your kiss, my desire is
never quenched when I have you on my lips."
"Then I shall gag you," Claudia said after a strong
kiss. I felt the cold press of a towel press into my
mouth. The earplug was placed back in, and I bit down on
the towel as her fingernails scraped down my chest. I
seized her and we melted together. Standing, sitting,
thrusting and bouncing, our bodies mated in all ways
possible. It didn't matter if it was the press of a wall
against our backs or the hardness of the carpet on our
knees; our bodies joined and became one. With her hands
squeezing my buttocks and her hair on my cheek, I
exploded painfully one more time between strong thighs.
The earplug was removed again with my gag and Claudia
demanded, "How did you still manage?"
"With the touch of your unique body," I answered, my
skin tingling where we touched. How can I not desire you
when you're very skin calls for my worship?"
"Then you shall lie here, without my touch, and we shall
see if your desire finally breaks." Claudia then bound
me to our bed, my hands and ankles to the four corners.
While my limp, flaccid, fatigued cock lay still, Claudia
returned the earplug, plunging me into an oblivion
without her.
No touch, no sound, no taste, no sight and no smell of
her was I given. I was worn and tired; yet still my cock
slowly returned to life. Minute by minute, my extension
of my desire grew and moved. Over time, my girth
expanded and my cock lifted inch by inch. When my cock
was at full length, pointing towards the ceiling with
the hope of being sheathed, the earplug was removed
again as the gag was torn free.
"What could possibly be left" Claudia asked.
"It wouldn't matter if you grew old and ugly," I said.
"It wouldn't matter if your voice grew silent or you
changed your perfume. It doesn't even matter if I lost
the ability to taste you or feel your touch. No matter
what, it's you I love, and love is the greatest
attraction of all."
My hands were released, my nose was unleashed and in the
last hours of the night, we celebrated the end of doubt.
The End
"He doesn't interest me. God tolerates the intolerable.
He is irresponsible and inconsistent. He is not a
gentleman" -Don Jamie "The Fencing Master" -by Arturo
Perez-Reverte
My stories are kept at
ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/ShonRichards
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