What does it mean to 'be in love'?

my lover asked me this question, so I wrote this email to her in response... let me know what you think

thanks

hi  

what does it mean to be "in love"? 

i guess the best place to start is by asking what love is. we live in a culture that glorifies and elevates 'love' to a level that more often than not, causes mortals to be disappointed and devastated by it. throughout history, the arts have been devoted to expressing love in many forms, some of which present love as something that is beautiful and desired, while some present it as a much more practical expression, such as being partners or as a couple. behind the imagery, the concept of love itself, as i understand it, seems to to mean very different things to many different cultures. to some, it is an expression of respect more than it is an expression of lustful desire, while many cultures seem to be quite happy with the idea that love and sex are the same thing. i do not hold to either position.

for me, love is the reaction of hormones in our brains as we are drawn to someone else. 

well, it is more than that, but ultimately, that is the basic mechanism is the same in all of us. 

so, the real question of being in love, is far more interesting to me. i can love ice cream and hockey, but i can't be 'in love' with either of them as the idea of being in love by its very nature, requires there to be a person who is capable of returning those same feelings to you on some level. i love my kids, but i won't be in love with them ever! so, they must be very different things.

when we start to examine being 'in love', we must look first to the romantic notions presented over the 1000's of years of recorded history... well, maybe not that far back... but we must not ignore that for all of the time humans have 'felt' love, it has been something welcomed, and often, the cause of pain and torment to those who indulge its charms. i think that for the most part, the concept of love has been tied directly to the concept of the 'soul' that has become so prevalent in western and some eastern cultures. i won't get into the religious aspects of love but to say that most that rely on a deity, ascribe love to that deity (let's not get into the polytheistic war gods and the like but stick with the concept that we created gods to give us a sense that we were not alone and that the deity gives us some sense of being loved that is ever present and beyond the need of human interaction...) so that we could have this outside presence in our lives that would be a source of constant affirmation as well as a source of terror when we made mistakes. it is that fear/terror/love notion that i think is the source of much of the problems we have as humans to actually understand and express what we mean when we say we are in love or simply that we love someone at all. 

to be in love - that elusive mix of emotions, reason, passion, lust, respect, loyalty and many other things that seem to have nothing to do with love and how we attempt to define it, yet without these things, love seems pointless and often hollow. why is that? how do these things and many other things, all converge in the chemical burn going on in my head and the head of anyone who claims to be in love with me. this is the heart of the issue. if we stick to a naturalistic view of humanity, then there can be no 'soul mate' out there as we have no souls as described by the greeks and many of the religions out there that love to assert this to condemn it to some form or eternal torment if we don't accept their religious claims, but i digress...for hundreds, if not thousands of years, societies have held up love, or 'true love' as some ideal that need be sought after and clung to, often to the detriment of the society seeking it. we hold the view that love is some standard that is somehow not simply a common reaction to those we tend to keep close to us for various reasons. we love them, we enjoy someone, we respect and desire to be near someone. all of these things can be a part of what we call loving someone. how is this different from that elusive 'being in love' feeling? let's look at this.

when two people look across the crowded room at each other and their eyes connect, what is actually happening to cause either or both of these people to get aroused on one extreme, or utterly repulsed by what they see. how can something so seemingly innocuous elicit such powerful at times or, on a lesser scale, spark some sort of interest in each other. how does this work? why does this work?

well, to get all sciencey, we as a species, in general, have an 'attract-o-meter' that is triggered within 7/10ths of a second of viewing someone whether in a picture or across a room. why do we have this? what could it be for? well, from my understanding of it, it is a natural device that is the defining drive we have to desire a mate or to, simply put, want to have sex with someone. how does that explain or relate at all to 'being in love' you ask? well, as i see it, this is, at a primal level, how we interact from moment to moment every day of our hormonal induced post-adolescence years. we don't simply have sex with everyone we want for a lot of reasons, and our societies have been structured, for the most part, around the family and furthering our off-spring into the future as we watch the cycle of life continuously go round and round. we have determined, that for the most part, we thrive in social groups and structures as opposed to being on our own. we need the structure of a group to support and rely on for many things. within this context, we have developed, as most mammals and other forms of animals have, a form of ritualistic mating that consumes most of our adult lives. 

it is from this framework, we have, over the millennia, decided that being 'in love' carries with it some special status that is revered and regarded so much, that entire industries are built around the day two people formally announce and declare their love to each other and express vows to each other and those around them in often glowing and eloquent terms. to what end? is there some 'extra' meaning in reality to the idea of being 'in love' with one (or many in the case of polyamorous people...) person at the exclusion of all others as many vows say in some form. what is it about being in love that drives such responses from all of these things? why does being in love inspire riveting passion and sometimes deadly jealousy? do we somehow ascribe to 'in love' such powerful emotions that it can end in deadly force when encroached upon? from what i can see and understand, humans in general can be very territorial (thank you chimps for that) and that often extends to 'possessions' (not saying a wife is a possession, but for many years, it was that way.. and still is in some parts of the world...) including any spouse they hold. the word chattel applied to female spouse in many western divorce laws and still is on the books, so this is a deeply entrenched concept in our society. so, what does being in love have anything to do with this? well, here is the core of my thought on this. we use the term 'being in love' to describe the process by which we allow ourselves to let the hormonal rush we feel in a 'new' relationship, or perhaps, when feelings change for a good friend over time, or the love at first sight situation. this can happen quickly or can take years, but basically, as i see it, being in love is taking the raw emotional and hormonal responses and making serious and conscious choices to desire to keep the object of those emotions near to us. within this context, we can act on our lust, or we can develop aspects of the relationship in other ways. we desire to be with this person, we desire to see our lover grow, learn, be happy, feel loved, cherished, wanted, craved, hungered after... and all those other things we apply to the base rush we feel. this is why relationships are difficult to maintain over time as the hormones fade and the relationship becomes work. without a solid base of those other things, like honour, respect, loyalty, honesty, compassion, all of which are nurtured and held dearly to those who desire to live in a loving relationship with someone(s). 

so, to me, being in love with someone is an act of my will and a focusing my emotions on one (or more) partner(s) as we move together to support and care for each other while still loving those others in our lives and holding them dearly in a different way, but loving still the same. for me, this is a very powerful declaration of intent and desire to express myself to my partner and not some glib statement made like 'i love ice cream'. it embodies every fibre of my being and is a revelation that i acknowledge the special place my partner has in my life and that i do not want to NOT have that lover in my life. the feeling of being in love is that which fuels my passion to nurture, inspire, care for, desire and many other things that i am more than happy to direct at my partner in any way i can. being in love in not about sex or sexuality as they are not necessary at all to express such love.

to be in love with someone is perhaps the most powerful natural human response of them all, perhaps even stronger than the ones we direct at our kids which is saying a lot! to be in love is often an all-consuming fire in our being that can inspire the artist, change the course of humanity and be the most enriching yet most destructive force there is. sadly, society has sold it as something that seems cheap and and often vulgar as it seeks to equate it directly to sex and our sexuality. it is far more than that. as such, it does need to be held in high regard, but it also needs to be expressed in our society as something that we can all experience and something that needs to be celebrated as the vital starting point of any relationship we choose as we move to some form of intimate, loving relationship with our lover, our partner - the one we allow to capture our emotional volcano and hope they return theirs to us.

this, to me, is what it means to be 'in love' with someone or partners.

Desire Expressed

The next week passed quickly entertaining the possible events the evening of his return the following weekend may hold. Our sex had never been as hot as we replayed that night and imagined what was to come with the welcome addition to our sex life. We could not stop imagining how he had felt since he was not free to exchange texts with us that week. We were positive he was feeling the way were about what may be – anticipatory and aroused at the possibilities we may explore together. One of the things we discuss a lot was inviting him to join us as a regular part of our sex life. We both could not contain the excitement that situation offered us. We knew he was seeing someone and we did not want to leave her for us, so we had to carefully consider this before we presented the option to him. We were not prepared for what he had been considering while he was gone…with her… on a get-away weekend for two at an adult-themed resort.

The first text arrived after he dropped her off, and it was full of graphic discussions about that evening. The feel of her mouth on his cock and how it drove him to the edge so many times as her mouth slid up and down his rock hard shaft and lightly teased the tip of his engorged cock as she almost let it slip out. The gasp she let out when he gently pushed the tip of his cock past her lips and slowly deep into her soaked pussy still echoed in his head – even as his girlfriend did the same thing! He was so turned on by my explosion knowing it was him who was turning me on as he fucked my wife. Needless to say, I could not wait to show the texts to her and let her discuss these things with him. One thing he did let slip, perhaps deliberately, was that he had mentioned to his girlfriend that he had recently had a threesome and that he was hoping to be able to enjoy them again.

It seems that he has been in a non-monogamous relationship with his current girlfriend for a few years now, but that she did not live with him as she had a few lovers and preferred to live alone for various reasons. She encouraged him to not only explore them, but to see if the couple was willing to make him a regular partner! After I picked the phone back up, I asked him when he could come over as we all needed to talk. He asked if he could bring her along as he would be with her the next evening and it was easier for him to just bring her. We said of course it would be fine. With that, we put the phone down and fucked so hard knowing he would be more than open to becoming a third for us. When I reached for her pussy, it was clear she could not stop thinking about having his cock inside her again. Clothes flew off, my cock easily found its way deep into her soaked and engorged pussy, and she came as soon as my cock pushed past her lips and engulfed my rock hard shaft. We fell asleep on the couch after several orgasms and many discussions about the future of having him in our lives and sharing sex with him as a lover and a friend.

When I arrived home after work, I was greeted at the door by my wife dressed in a very sheer top and tight, short pants. “He will be here shortly” she whispered in my ear as her hand slid softly over my cock that had already begun to tighten in my pants. He sent her a text saying he was looking forward to seeing us again and had some very interesting news for us, and sent her a few cock pics and one of him fucking his lover on the beach. I could tell she was fully aroused as she moaned as I touched her lips through her pants. “Do you know what he wants to talk about?” I asked. “No, but he did say that we may really enjoy what he has to discuss with us” while she grabbed my cock which was now fully engaged in this discussion. She pulled away quickly as the doorbell rang and almost took my cock with her. She bounced across the floor in a way I had never seen before, rushing for the door that was about to open on a new chapter of our life together. A life that would never be the same again, nor would we want it to be the way it was, ever again.

I expected her to jump on him and start ripping his clothes off, but when she opened the door, she hesitated and then was taken aback by what was at the door. I heard her say hello and I heard his familiar voice, and then I heard a softer yet forceful voice also say hello. She gave her a hug and the glance she gave to him was a sight to see! We were both surprised by what we saw – he had brought his girlfriend with him for the evening. I gave her that WTF IS THIS look as they moved into the living room. They were a stunning couple and moved with a strength and a confidence that was alluring and inviting. The sexual energy between them was high, and it was clear that these two were a very intimate couple as they needed to only exchange a glance, and they would both break into a knowing smile, as if they had fucked in the bathroom during dinner.

With both ladies dressed very provocatively, we offered them the couch while we sat across from them in separate chairs facing directly at them. She was dressed in a black see-through top with no bra but the top was occluded enough to keep me guessing as to what was behind that material. I thought the ladies may have discussed this, but the reaction at the door told me that did not take place. These ladies were both classy hot and very sexy as both him and I could not keep our eyes above the shoulders of these two beautiful women teasing us with their mere presence. As the conversation began, the chit chat was quickly annoying, and then my wife asked the first real question. “So, how was the vacation?” seems like such a simple question that most people would expect in any normal conversation. Tonight, there would be no normal conversation in any sense.

What came next, I still have a hard time believing actually was said that night. “Well, it began right after I got home after that night. I told her how the night went as we have an open relationship and discuss everything with each other. She was excited by what happened to say the least, and very interested how that would work. So, I went into explicit detail while we spent the week fucking while enjoying what had happened with you two. She has never had a threesome and enjoyed hearing how you” touching my wife’s already trembling knee, “reacted to having two hot men desiring to please you and she wondered if you would like to discuss these feelings with her.” My wife was smiling at her as their eyes met. It was clear that the two of them spent a lot of time fucking while he talked about that night with her.

“What would you like to know?” my wife asked.

“Actually, what I would really like to do is to watch the three of you enjoy each other for me while I watched. As I listened to him retell the evening over and over again, it became clear that words are not enough for me to get a true sense of what went on that night. Is that something you two would be interested in doing for me?” she asked with a grin that encompassed her entire face. She looked over at him and they smiled and he said that they were very serious and they were hoping tonight would be a good time as she is heading out of town to be with another lover. I would guess the look on our faces was one of shock as they both moved off the couch toward us. She sat on my lap, and he sat on my wife’s as he took her head gently in his hands and leaned in for a soft kiss. In my ear, I heard her soft voice asking “What turns you on about this?”

At this point, I was not concerned about anything other than what was going on! His hand trailed up her arm and grazed her breast causing a tremble in my wife. As her dress began to fall, I began to talk to his girlfriend about what was going on. “For me, it is so arousing to watch my wife be pleasured, whether it be by me or some other man like your boyfriend. Seeing her turned on and wanting to fuck is so hot. The sex itself is exciting, that is undeniable, but it is more than that.” His hand had now removed her blouse and her breasts were now being tenderly played with by his tongue as her hands undid his pants. His girlfriend helped undo my pants saying “You had better get ready as I want to watch the three of you having sex tonight.” I needed no more encouragement, and as she undid my zipper, my pants were removed as I stood up and took my shirt off as both my wife and him we naked, not sure how I missed that, but I guess I was distracted. I suggested we move to the bedroom as there was far more room and it was more comfortable for her to find a good place to watch the action. Everyone agreed and up the stairs we went with hands all over each other.

I offered her a chair near the bed as my wife and him were already on the bed with her hands firmly around his thick shaft stroking it as his fingers slid between her swollen lips and into her wet pussy they slid easily. My cock was rock hard as I stood near his girlfriend while she watched the two of them play. She looked at me and smiled and motioned for me to join them on the bed. With him on his back and her about to straddle his cock, I grabbed it and held it for her as she slipped it deep into her soaked pussy with a large moan from both of them shook the room. I placed my hands on her hips and slowly helped her slide up and down his cock as he was looking at his girlfriend who was now playing with her hard nipples watching her man fuck my wife. My wife stood up and knelt on the bed in front of him and he quickly drove his cock deep into her while she grabbed my cock and engulfed it with her mouth. We all were watching her as her dress was now riding up her thighs and she revealed her naked pussy to us all as she slid a finger deep inside with a quiet moan. We were all now focused on her as she played deeply with her pussy. With a loud moan, my wife came on his cock as he blew his load deep inside of her while I filled her mouth with my hot juice. On her chair, she quickly followed us with a loud moan.

We had more sex that night as she watched, I sat with her as we both watched her boyfriend fuck my wife as we continued our discussion about why this was so hot. She was beginning to understand the allure of the threesome. What we talked about after we were all done was far beyond anything either my wife or I could have ever imagined. They wondered if we would be open to switching out the women so she could be in the middle while my wife watched. Needless to say, we said yes and we spent the next week fucking and thinking about what a night that will be.

Desire Unleashed

We had been avoiding the issue for a couple of months, but we both knew it would not just go away. She had been noticing that I had been reading up on having a threesome and going online and watching videos about them as she would often laugh and say how ridiculous some were while sitting captivated by others. She would not bring it up directly but was often heard asking if I had watched any good ones today with a coy smile on her face. So, one day, I decided to just ask her about it and see what happened as you never know what the answer is if you never ask the question. Why I waited so long, I will not ever really know, but as I look back, it has changed our lives forever!

“Would you watch it with me if I did find a really good one movie for us?” I grinned at her.

“Would that surprise you if I did?” she quipped with a sultry look and that smile that melts my knees. Not believing my ears, I repeated my question to which she said “So, let’s go watch it.” With that, we ran giggling into the bedroom as I got my laptop all hooked up and ready to go. There was no way I was letting this offer go!

“Did you know that I was almost in a threesome, years ago before I met you?” she asked sheepishly. “My boyfriend had invited his buddy over, but they both got too drunk and passed out naked on the bed! I would not let him forget about that for months! I lost interest in them until you started watching these videos again. I must admit, I am intrigued and turned on by the idea and would love to see what you find so hot about sharing sex with someone else.”

As the video played, we could feel our arousal building. I reached over and began to rub my fingers lightly up her thigh as she pushed her leg into my hand. As I slid my hand under her dress, she let out a gentle moan as her back arched at my touch. Her hand reached over and lightly caressed the ever-growing bulge in my pants. It was obvious that we both were enjoying what we were watching. The video was about a couple who brought one of the husband’s buddies over for a drink. The conversation quickly turned to sex, and the friend told the husband how hot his wife was and how much he had dreamed of fucking her since the day they had all met years before. They discussed the idea for a few minutes before realizing that she had wanted to fuck him too but was wondering what her husband would think. As they continued, clothing started to fall off and the wife began playing with both of their cocks as she smiled at her husband. Quickly her mouth was filled with his cock as she buried it in her eager mouth. The husband pulled away and sat down while the other two continued and soon he was deep inside her wet wanting pussy and he pounded her while the husband sat stroking his solid cock.

While this was going on, my fingers reached their target and found her soaked pussy straining to be released from her drenched panties as her legs spread even wider.

“What is turning you on so much as you watch this?” I asked. Sliding my finger deep inside as my thumb found her clit easily, exposed and anticipating my touch.

“The thought that this would turn you on so much is so very exciting to me! Why have you never brought this up before?” She gasped as she began pushing her hips into my hand in the rhythm of her waves of pleasure. “What have you been afraid of? That I would say no, or that I might actually take you up on the offer to fuck someone else with you?”

I was speechless. She had put to rest my fears and stimulated my desire in one sentence. As the sex got hotter with the husband joining in, my fingers were covered in her juices as she moaned loudly and often while gripping my hand with her pussy and her legs.

“Did you have someone in mind we should invite?” she asked while grabbing my rock hard cock with her hand. “Who would you like to see fuck me?”

Well, I was thinking about a few men, but I knew one buddy who would enjoy her as much as I would enjoy watching him fuck her. The instant I spoke his name, I came and she came again with me. My hunch was right. She had wanted to fuck him for years but could not tell me. Why had we never had this conversation before tonight?

After some awesome sex, we quickly figured out when and how to make this happen so we would not change our minds! She called him the next day and explained what she wanted and that we both wanted this and the look of lust while she talked on her phone with him was so exciting to see. Over the next couple of days, I encouraged her to flirt with him and I took some pictures of her mostly naked to fan the fires in him. She was all too eager to perform for him, stoking desire in both of them, as well as in me.

When the day arrived, I arranged a special day at the spa for her and she loved being taken care of as she had anticipated the day for so many years since that first attempt that she could not believe it was going to happen. When she got home, I picked out what I thought was her sexiest outfit and the sexy lingerie I had bought for her. She felt so special and desired as she dressed. She was texting him pictures while dressing and it was obvious he was more than ready to share this with us. He sent her a few pics of his cock which caused her to say “I can’t wait to play with that cock” more than once. I was ready to begin a new adventure with her, and she was ready to enjoy it. I walked in to see her standing in front of the mirror. Our eyes connected and our smiles conveyed all that needed to be expressed. He would arrive shortly and we both could not wait for this to happen.

The doorbell rang, and I moved to the door as we had moved into the living room. My hand grazed her thighs and back as I moved passed her as she sat down to wait for him. I opened the door and as our eyes met, words were not needed. We both knew what was coming and we both smiled while he walked into the living room. No thermostat was needed to tell us that the room was suddenly a whole lot hotter as he passed over to the couch where she sat anticipating the touch of his hand. Today, it would not be just a friend, but a lover whom she would be greeting. One who had been longing for this day for many years, and one she had been hoping might happen.

Words were not needed for the night had one intention. Nothing hidden, nothing needed discussing. He knew why he was here and we were both ready for the evening to unfold. Words would just get in the way it seemed.

As he reached for her hand, I could see her sit a bit more upright for him, eyes locked while he kissed her hand and began to run his fingers up her forearm. No pulling back, no guilty looks. Tonight was for pleasure and we were all ready for what was to come. He ran his hand up the side of her body as he stood her up. Her body leaned in to his and he pulled her closer to him with one smooth movement. Their eyes were fixed while his hands began to explore the body he had dreamed about for so many years is finally pressed up against him. I reached over and kissed her gently on the back of her neck and sat down to watch was about to unfold before me. The idea of watching my wife with another man had been a desire of mine for many years. Now, it was taking place right before my eyes. I watched as the embrace became more involved, more passionate. She had wanted him to touch her this way for many years, but was unable to allow that feeling to rise in her, until that night. With no reason to not surrender to his touch, she began to take what she had wanted from him.  His strength, his desire, and most of all, she wanted his touch. He reached up and began to take the dress off of her shoulders.

A gaze at me was all we exchanged before her dress found its way to the floor in a heap. Quickly it was kicked aside so she could reach in and take his shirt off revealing the results of many years of gym work that were paying off in her reaction. Her eager hands explored his ripped torso. What other wonders were in store for her she imagined. His hands were all over her sculpted ass and running up and down her thighs and back while she undid his jeans and pushed them to the floor. He picked her up and put her on his lap as he sat down on the couch in front of me. I could see his hard cock pressed up against her ass as they became more intense with their movements. My cock was stiff as I pulled it out of my pants while she reached back to feel his cock against her tight ass. She raised up her ass a bit, just enough to let his cock slide forward and onto her damp lips. The moan she let out as his cock slid into her pussy was unforgettable! As she rode him, she looked back to see if I was still watching, which of course, I was. The sight of her sliding up and down on his thick cock was too much for me as I unloaded my first round of several that night. Her moaning became louder as she began the first of many orgasms she would enjoy on his cock. He was invited to explore her body and he took full advantage of it that night and many nights after that. His orgasms always made her shudder at their force and they made sure I was watching, enjoying the sex they shared.

The Craving

Was it the passing glance they briefly shared? Or perhaps it was the way his shoulders silhouetted the sunlight as he walked toward her. All she knew was she had begun to sense a rising yearning for this young man before her, one she was not familiar with at all. She had never really allowed herself to enjoy the raw lusts she had felt over the years, for whatever reason, it mattered not. Now, she could not find a reason not to give in to her craving of this young man. He was tall, strong, solid, and it was clear he took good care of himself. She was intrigued to say the least, by what she say and wanted to know exactly was under that shirt, and more telling, what might be hiding in his pants. She felt silly as these thoughts danced in her head and found a receptive partner deep in her moistening pussy. She found herself desiring this man in a way she could not talk herself out of, nor did she want to.

As he neared, she smiled at him and looked him straight in his eyes to see how he would respond. She was excited to see his bold direct gaze as he riveted his eyes on hers. Her nipples hardened slightly as her tingling grew as he passed and smiled back at her, holding his gaze directly with hers. She began to suspect that he was as attracted as she was, and clearly had desires to act on those feelings. As they passed by each other, she felt her hips begin to sway a bit more as she twirled her hair in her fingers and lit up even more. What was he thinking about her she thought? Was he hoping for more? Was it a passing fancy? Did he want more? How far did he want this attraction to go? How far did she want this to go was ultimately the question she must answer. She continued to think about this as she shopped that afternoon in the tiny shops in the town she was visiting for the day. She had taken this trip to get away and explore where she was in life and what she really wanted from it. She had chosen this town for its quant shopping and its remoteness from her busy city. Little did she know how this trip would change her life.

Sitting at a café a while later, she heard a man ask her if she was alone and if she would like someone to share a coffee with. She knew who it was and she did not have to look up to answer of course she would enjoy his company. As he sat, he touched her shoulder with a firm, gentle touch that started her up all over again. How could this stranger elicit such powerful feelings in her? She had never felt this before, or perhaps, she had never allowed herself to feel these things before is more accurate. As he sat just a few feet away, she wanted him even closer. She needed to feel his warmth, his touch, his desire for her. These thoughts raced in her mind and her body responded with a gentle pulsing that started deep inside her. She could not focus on what he was saying, all she could sense was a burning desire to have him take her anyway he wanted. These were new feelings for her. Her whole life she had thought these feelings were wrong and should be ignored or hidden. No longer was she willing to ignore them! She wanted to know the touch of his skin, the feel of his hand, the warmth of his breath on her body. Her breathing deepened and her chest began to heave as she began to stare straight at this man who seemed to know he was turning her on. His smile was enticing and his body was arousing as he leaned in toward her, she met his movement with a gentle passing touch on his leg with her foot. His hand found her thigh. The boldness of this move startled her, but was welcomed by her.

Her movements became more deliberate, and her actions, bold. She wanted him in every sense of the word and would not be stopped at this point. Glancing around, she looked for anywhere they might find even a small bit of privacy to act on the burning in her body. He would easily follow her lead she sensed for it was clear he desired her the same way. His hand had begun to drift up her thigh and under her skirt which she was not stopping, nor was she pulling her skirt back down as it moved higher and higher up her aching thigh. She had to have this man! She was decided, nothing would stop her now. Across the street she saw a park with some trees and what seemed like a thick trail in it. Today she would explore parts of her sexuality that had been dormant or ignored, and she was so turned on by that thought she could hardly wait to find out what she was really willing to do for sex with this stranger. This was far more exciting than she had ever imagined. She grabbed him by the hand, and he quickly followed. She could see that he was as aroused as she was. Almost giddy, they ran across the street to the park and soon found themselves deep in the path surrounded by thick brush and trees. Not really caring at this point, she turned to him and kissed him deeply while her hand reached down to the bulge in his pants. He responded by pushing his hand up her thigh past her panties and directly onto her thick, already pulsing clit. She was so wet he found it ready to be played with. Her legs opened to his touch as she undid his pants and released his thick hard cock. She gasped at the stiff shaft and large head. She felt like a young girl again seeing a cock for the first time, let alone touching one she found so beautiful and so ready to please her.

Hoping they were hidden, his pants went down to his ankles as she dropped before him wanting so badly to taste that cock straining for her pleasure. His head arched back as he moaned low and long while she was hell-bent on consuming his hard cock. Once her mouth found room for him, he began to push himself deep into her warm mouth as her tongue guided him deeper into her eager mouth. With her lips around him, she was able to get him entirely into her mouth and his balls were soon pressed gently against her lips. Not for long, however, for he began to push and pull her head along his shaft soaking it with her saliva and enjoying the taste of his cock, and his pre-cum. His hands soon released her breasts and her nipples became the objects of his growing desire. She could feel him building to a crest while she was enjoying the rising and falling of her own waves of pleasure. She could not wait any longer. She stood up and turned around before him, sliding her panties down her shaking thighs, she raised her hips as an offering to his pleasure. She could not wait to feel that thick shaft inside of her. He grabbed her trembling hips with one hand and with the other, placed his engorged head up against her swollen outer lips which were soaked with her warm moistness. She could feel him holding back, waiting for her to react to his cock. She could wait no longer, and drove her hips backwards onto that hard cock, moaning as his head split her open and slid deep inside her aching pussy. Deeply, fully, tenderly he filled her as no man had done before. She could feel his balls hitting her clit as he slowly moved back and forth making sure she was ready for the pleasure she would receive.

In the midst of his driving her pussy, she thought she heard something in the trees, but cared nothing about it as she was consumed by the pleasure that was completely occupying her every sense. Deeper and harder he began to push as she met his every thrust with her own. Both were breathing heavy and deeply not caring where they were. She could feel her wave about to crescendo and she made sure he was ready to blow his as well. She wanted to feel him push deep as he came deep inside of her. When she knew he was ready, she pushed hard onto his cock and moaned as they came together while his cock throbbed deep inside her pulsing pussy. He held her as the waves subsided and they then got dressed. Not a word was spoken as they left the trees satisfied and content at what had been shared without hesitation by both strangers. Leaving the brush, they passed a young couple who tried hard to avoid their glance but could not. They smiled knowingly at them as they passed each other, pleased that she could offer pleasure to even more people with her craving for the touch of this stranger.

 

dream of the dance

The bar was dark, loud and very inviting you to approach the dance floor. You had noticed his eyes caressing your hips and slowly moving up and down your thighs as he danced with a woman who was obviously enjoying your body as well. Her smile was warm and inviting; you moved toward them while the music was loud and took you back to a time you remember so very well. Your apprehension is soon forgotten after you join the dance and allow your body to feel not only the music, but the eyes and hands of the couple who have drawn you into their sensual dance. Soon, you are leaving the bar holding her hand after sharing slow dances with both of them. The sensation of their pulses racing while they each held you close hightened the excitement you were already enjoying.

In the living room, the clothing was thrown around in an obvious display of passion and desire which finds you on the couch with her hands on your hips while her lips are slowly tracing your shoulders. He stands above you kissing you softly opening your arms up to receive the sensation of her lips exploring your skin, and you quiver at the touch of her lips on your neck. You moan while her lips play with your ear and you giggle a bit when she kisses your exposed neck while her hands begin to move up your body to your beautiful aroused breasts.

She then pulled away, watching him move around and kneel between your open thighs. You begin to push your hips toward him as she begins to caress your breasts from above. You look up at her and she leans in gently to kiss you. You begin to shake as the sensation of him working on your clit and her working on your breasts while kissing you begins to be more than you can withstand! You release into the pleasures as she continues to kiss you, you start to respond to her gentle lips and pull her around in front of you. He moves out of the way as she replaces him between you wide-spread legs, you are dripping from the wonderful work he has done on you. Slowly, she slides a hand down your stomach and toward your swollen mound. Her tongue glides down your chest and finds your aching nipples anticipating her wet lips and touch. You arch into her as her hand finds your wet lips and brushes over your swollen clit. You quiver at the touch of her soft skin on your clit. It is a feeling you have never felt before, and you moan as she reaches down and slides a finger into you and finds your g-spot. He is sitting behind you on the couch holding you as you begin to move your body up and down on her hand. She moves down to your pussy with her tongue and you let out a moan in response to her tongue on your clit. He is caressing your breasts and gently kneeding your nipples while you stroke his cock with your free hand while the other holds her head against your throbbing clit. You cum as you feel him cum in your hand and her tongue finds your clit tender to her touch as she slowly pulls away while you enjoy the sensation of the moment....

 

Then i woke up...

 

A night to remember

It had been a very good week, and to celebrate, the evening was to begin with some shopping for some sexy lingerie for her and perhaps some for me as well, if we could find any. So after work, we headed downtown to the adult only store where they usually found many things with which to dress in and play with and we enjoyed going there together. Often, something there made us snicker and act like little kids, which was a fun thing to do at any point in any day. Both of us were in what could be considered an aroused state as we had been flirting all day with texts and notes to each other, so when we got there, I expected something could happen tonight that could be a special event for us to share. Would we see it when it showed up was the only question I had as we entered the store.

There were a few people milling around as she wrapped her arm around my back and leaned heavily into me, almost sending us through the underwear display just inside the front door. She laughed as I caught us and held her up. She giggled and buried her face into my neck as we moved in toward the games and toys near the closest wall just inside the door past the underwear.  We have a few games that we like to play and are always looking for new ones, but, there were no new ones in that night, so with her arm tightly around my shoulders, we headed back to the underwear. I had a good idea of what I wanted her to wear tonight as we had plans to go out for dinner and maybe a movie, depending on how the night went. So, we headed over to look at what was there. Almost immediately, I saw the item she needed to wear for the evening. It was a pink open crotched panty, with a very pretty lace design around the top. It pulled up over her hips making them fit snuggly inside her thigh. I showed it to her and she smiled at me wondering what I could possibly have planned for the night. “Shall I try it on? Or just wear it out?” she asked with this incredibly sexy grin on her face.

“Both” was the only word I could think of to use. I could tell she was already excited and very ready for what I had I mind for the evening.  Some of the side trails we took were quite unexpected though. Let me explain what happened. She took the panties from me with a huge smile and a wink. She headed to the change room to try it on but did not see the man get in there before her, and I was not about to tell her either! As she opened the door, she was looking right at this well built man with dark hair and a very athletic build standing there bare-assed before her. I am not sure which one blushed first, but they both smiled before she closed the door and waited. As he stepped out, he asked if he could have a peek at her changing into those panties, and they both blushed again, she smiled, but I think he missed it. As she stepped into the room, I watch him follow her ass and smile. He noticed me smiling at him and I watched him smile and give me that look that men give each other. You know, that approving look that says, “Man, she is hot” in universal man speak. I had to agree, she was hot. He asked me if he should open the door on her and we both laughed and I told him to go ahead as she should have knocked or something to figure out if there was someone in there first. He had no response, but smiled at the thought of seeing that door open. I am sure he went home quite content that evening.

After finding a pair of silk underwear for me, we headed out for dinner. I had planned a romantic dinner at a quiet place in a booth for two. When we got there, the place was full, which was unusual. However, considering our mood, we did not care. As long as we were together, it was perfect. We sat down in a corner out of the way, back past the bar and the dance floor just beyond where the bright lights shone in your face. It was perfect for us as we sat down to the music of a good blues band playing from the stage. Can I pick them or what? She smiled at me as we picked up our menus. I could tell she was more interested in me than the menu as her foot almost immediately started making its way up my leg and onto my knee, which was enjoying the shorts I was wearing as they fit loose enough for me to feel the silk on my skin. It was amazing to feel something so soft against my body.  The feel of her foot rubbing up and down my leg was causing a stirring in my cock, which was still aroused from the store and the thought of that door opening on her. The sensation of my cock pressing the silk cloth was unbelievable to say the least, and the added pleasure of her silk stockings on my leg made sitting still a highly doubtful activity at that point. She looked me in the eye and asked, “Dare me?” A simple yet pointed question to say the least! How could I refuse an offer like that? I said “I dare you to rub my inner thigh with your foot.” She had no hesitation responding to that challenge. Her foot slipped under my shorts and slowly she moved it toward my inner thigh, the smoothness of her stocking and the strength of her foot felt amazing as my hard on kept growing. She could tell that I was very aroused at this point and she moved in for the kill. Her foot finally found my balls as it slid slowly and softly up and down while she smiled and continue to tell me about her day and all the things she had done at work. The woman is amazing! Completely nonchalant as she recalled her day while toying with my balls in a restaurant. Finally, and with great mercy, she began to glide her foot over my cock as her smile continued to hide her impish tone. She knew exactly what I was doing and how close I was to coming in my shorts. As the waiter made his way to the table, her foot did not budge. She knew he could see her, but she did not really care at this point. Her mind set on playing with me, and she continued to while he took our orders. It is quite an experience order steak while having your cock rubbed by a hot woman in a restaurant. I had to work very hard at speaking as my mind was paying attention to other aspects of my anatomy the time. With a very huge grin, she looked him right in the eye and ordered as if nothing was happening under the table. I am sure he was blushing as he tried to keep from looking at her foot.

 Once that was done, she got up and asked me to join her as she headed to the bathroom. I was not sure why as she had never asked me to walk her to the bathroom before. I was in for a very memorable surprise as she found the women’s washroom locked, so she grabbed my hand a darted into the men’s room dragging me with her. To say I was surprised would be denying reality. Once inside, she grabbed my zipper and dropped my pants to reveal my very hard cock. She pulled her skirt up to reveal her very sexy underwear, which were, from where I was standing, amazingly hot on her. “Quickly” was the only word she needed to say at that moment. I pulled my underwear down and she bent over the sink offering her body to me. I reached down between her thighs and felt how wet she already was and I knew that I had better move quickly. I slowly pushed my cock past her lips as she moaned feeling my head push her lips apart. I pushed in a little more with every push until I was completely inside of her moist pussy. Her underwear still in place on her body, I pushed deeply a few times and moaned as I came deep inside of her. She smiled as I almost fell over, reached into her purse, and pulled out a toy I had bought her. She told me she would be right out and to go wait for her at the table.

Once seated, I kept thinking about her in the men’s room with her toy and how much fun she was having in there. A few minutes later, she came out with a huge smile on her face. “Have I got a story to tell you, honey.” What she then related to me was nothing short of spectacular. This is what she told me happened after I left. Once in there alone, she went into a stall to sit and play. She was there for a few minutes alone and quite enjoying her playtime when she heard the door open and close meaning she was no longer alone. Not knowing exactly what to do, she just continued to take care of herself. She heard his zipper undo and waited for that sound of a man pissing in a urinal, but it was not forthcoming this evening. Instead, she heard him begin that distinct sound of stroking an erect penis. She could not believe it at all! Here she was masturbating in the men’s room, and a man walks in and starts doing the same thing right beside her.  Immediately, her playing escalated to a new level as she was aroused even more by the thought of this man jerking off right beside her. She decided to open the door a bit to see if it was true and there, for her pleasure, was this 7-inch cock being stroked not 3 feet away from her. She quietly opened the door just enough to watch him as she noticed his eyes were shut tight.  She watched as long as she dared and soon she had to relieve herself, but knew she would have to wait until he was gone, as she was not going to be able to stay very quiet. Soon, he groaned his relief, and cleaned up and left her alone once again to complete her task. After letting out quite the orgasm, she cleaned up and came back to me to tell me what had happened. I was impressed that she was able to keep hidden, and asked her how it felt watching a stranger masturbate.  She told me how exciting it was to watch a man do that and how she felt almost compelled to watch not only his actions, but his pleasure as well. She told me her orgasm was not enough to take care of her and that I would be expected to complete the mission I had started when we got home, which could have been soon enough. After dinner, we got up for a dance as the band was very good and the place was jumping with people enjoying the music. As we danced, I noticed a man staring at her and smiling. I had never seen him before and I asked her if she had seen him before. She leaned into me closely and said that he was the man from the bathroom but had no idea why he was smiling at us. I knew! I suspected he had opened his eyes while she was busy watching him stroke and did not see him looking at her. I asked her how far she opened the door while she was watching him to which she replied a few inches, maybe a foot at most. I giggled thinking she had to get a good view of the action! I told her he was probably watching her play as she was watching him and it was probably why his orgasm was so quick, she had let him see her while he was playing with himself.

She just snuggled up close to me and smiled at the man as he turned and walked over to the bar and faded into the crowd. She kissed my neck and smiled as we finished that dance and quickly headed for home. Our clothes could not fly off fast enough when we got there.

 

Enter, if you dare

The sun was hanging low over the trees as you walked home from work. The day had been a long one, but you smile as you recount the days events and the many ways you made others smile. You feel the sun on your face and you welcome the warmth it brings as the days get shorter, reminding you daily that winter is coming, and soon. You are reminded about a note I left you this morning expressing my love for you and how I look forward to seeing you tonight. You smile just a little bit more as you turn into the driveway to see a note on the door, with your name written on the outside in red letters.

The note reads:

                “Janis, your love for me inspires me to find ways to care for you, and cherish you every day of my life. Today is no different in that regard. Before you enter, please take a deep breath, close your eyes and release it slowly and feel the day disappear. When you enter the house, please put your things down at the door, and they will be attended to for you. Once you are inside, please take another deep breath or two and when you are done, ring the bell you will find on the table just inside. Once inside, you will be transported to a place where you will be expected to think only about what you are experiencing at the moment it is happening.

                Enter, if you dare, but know, your pleasure and your ecstasy will be the focus of the evening. When you are ready, please enter...

                                                                For you”

You smile, sigh, and put your bags down then remove you coat. Looking up, you see me standing before you. I smile, gently kiss you on the cheek and hold you close, tenderly, while pulling the hair up off your face and over your ear. Moving quickly, I put your things away with you standing there, looking so beautiful, and smiling at me while I bring you your red shoes. Slipping off your work shoes, I rub your feet gently before I place the shoes on making sure you know how exciting they are to me, and knowing how they make you feel, I smile up at you and say “I hope you enjoy what is about to take place. It has been organized and designed for your pleasure.” With that, I blindfold you and lead you to the bedroom which fills your nose with a scent of lavender and roses from the incense I have burning. You inhale deeply to take in the aroma which fills the room with it’s warmth and it’s invitation to relax and enjoy what is to come.

You are positioned carefully in the room, which seems to have been re-arranged as you are standing where a dresser should be or so you think. Gently, I run my hands through your hair careful not to disturb the blindfold which is resting over your smiling face, holding your hair off your face, for me, it affords me a snapshot of your playfulness and your daring heart. You raise your head to my touch then relax when my hands move down across your shoulders. I unzip your dress as you inhale sharply at the sound of the zipper and the touch of my hand as it runs down your back. I pull the zipper down past your waist and glide the dress down slowly over your shoulders and down your arms and gently lift each arm through it. Your dress slides down your body as you feel the rush of the coolness of the room on your exposed skin. You take a deep breath and enjoy the feeling of becoming awakened by the touch of your lover, and the sensation of being undressed. My hands brush across your shoulders and undo your bra. It falls to the ground; you feel your nipples react to the air. I leave your panties on, take your hand, move you across the room to a chair that you do not recognize the feel of. It is a lounging couch, and you can feel the soft plush cushions inviting you to relax into their willing grasp. I take your hands and gently pull them behind you while I slip the restraints over each wrist that bind your arms to the chair. I then spread your legs out and take your ankles one at a time and place restraints on them holding your body in place on the soft, inviting cushions. The sensation of being bound sends a rush through your body when you realize that you are now only able to receive whatever is offered to you tonight. You shudder at the idea of being the center of pleasure.

You are alone, bound, and aroused. The music begins, soft, gentle sounds fill the room as you inhale deeply the scents that the candles emit for your enjoyment. You hear the door close. You are not sure if i have left, or if i have just closed the door, but you begin to anticipate the next sensation on your skin. Will I touch you with my hand, will I kiss your body, will I cover your body with the sensation of some exotic fabric or perhaps a feather to arouse and to tickle you. It seems like forever, but it has only been a few minutes before the door slowly opens, then slowly closes again. You know you are not alone. You can feel the presence of someone moving slowly around the room. You get excited at the thought that he is staring at you – the showcase of the room. You try to imagine where he is looking, lusting, enjoying the sight of your body as it is displayed on the chair. You sense him stop behind you, he reaches for your hair and runs his fingers through it, gently pulling your head back toward his body which you can feel so very close to yours. He begins to rub your scalp and you start to relax to his touch and allow yourself to ease back into the chair which seems to reach up to soften the fall. You realize that you are in a space where you can relax while you hair is being brushed and played with. You smile at the idea that I would take the time to do such a simple thing for you. The hands find their way to your neck, then across your shoulders to your chest. You breath deeply, trying to bring your breasts to his hands, offering his hands your hard nipples. His fingers move across your chest, but do not find your aching buds. The door opens, then closes. You tense with anticipation! There are now two men in the room, perhaps more, you are not sure anymore and you can not find a way to answer the question. Gently, you feel the new hands on your knees, slowly moving up your thighs toward your hips. Your legs move toward the hands as they glide smoothly over your soft skin, arching your hips gently to meet the hands. The hands begin to rub up and down your thighs, slowly while you ease back into the chair again, receiving the pleasure of the hands, hands for you to enjoy.

The door opens again, but this time you do not respond to it as before. This time, you get excited at the thought that there is yet another set of hands waiting to please you, to arouse and caress your body. You only imagine where this set will land on your body. Perhaps more than one came in, you wonder if there are more men in the room than you think. Where did I go? Am I caressing you or am I watching you? You can not find the answers,  so you again sink into the chair and release your body to the hands filling your senses with soft, gentle movements that seem to becoming one stimulus. Gently, the new hands find your chest and move around your breasts to your stomach. Your body is now full of sensations, of your pleasure, of your being unable to respond. You press your body to each of the hands and find yourself dancing to the waves of the touches. Each one, a slightly different tempo, a differing pulse to react to, a different pleasure to respond to. Your left nipple is brushed gently, then the right one as his hands move across your chest on a path from the top of your panties to your neck. Circles, lines, slow, fast, gentle and firm strokes starting and finishing with no fixed points, just encompassing you, filling your body with arousing touch. The hands on your thighs move closer and closer to your dripping lips and engorged clitoris. His hands pull your skin gently underneath your panties which causes you to inhale sharply as the touch of the fabric on your lips is so intense, and as your clitoris is brushed by the lace, you gasp as you feel your lips opening, anticipating a touch that does not seem to ever arrive. The hands on your thighs inch closer, then slowly pull away, pulling your lips apart and you feel exposed yet you long for more exposure. You want the panties to be removed, but don’t dare ask.

You soon realize that the other hands have moved to either side of your body, and are now on either hip. You feel them pull your hips back into the chair while the other set of hands moves closer to the panties which are now soaked, and seemingly in the way. “Dare I?” asked the voice in the room, seemingly from everywhere, yet from nowhere in particular. You find yourself breathless and speechless at the thought of being completely exposed to the hands upon your aching, aroused body. Having no ability to offer your acceptance, you slowly nod. The hands on your hips slowly move toward your knees, you feel them clasp your inner knees and genlty widen your legs while the other hands slide slowly down the edges of your panties, grazing your thigh while pressing your lips together causing your clitoris to be engulfed by them. You make your first sound, a long, deep moan as his fingers slide down your lips over the edge of the panties. You pulse as his fingers pass by your aching opening which longs for a finger to play with it. You press your hips forward, hoping to catch the fingers passing by your slit, but the hands holding your legs and hips won’t allow you to catch them. The sensation of being held and having touch withheld from you stirs your desire for more touch, for more hands, for more pleasure to be given to you.

Gently, slowly, one hand reaches up your thigh while the other remains on your knee and the other hands rest on your inner thighs, spreading your lips under your panties causing the lace to caress your clitoris some more. The hand finds the top of your panty and begins to descend toward your expectant slit. You achingly arch toward the hand that is moving down your stomach, trying to quicken the touch you long for. Just as his hand reaches your wetness, the other hand one your other knee begins its journey up your thigh moving along the lines of your toned legs. Running along your thigh, his hand joins the other one as they both begin to explore your lips and your clitoris slowly pulling the panties out of the way allowing them both freer access to your wetness. Suddenly, you feel your panties tighten as they are pulled from above. You hear the sound of scissors cutting and feel your panties fall around your hips. They are left there for you to remember the feeling of being helpless, powerless, yet completely aroused and the focus of such pleasure as you have seldom felt.

Soon, there are hands on your breasts, and hands caressing your clitoris and tugging gently on your outer lips. As they spread you, another hand has found it’s way to between your legs and has begun to play with the opening that aches to be touched. You gasp as his finger slides slowly into you, pushing you open, stretching you, another finger slips into you and you moan loudly yet again. The fingers on your lips close you upon the fingers in your vagina and is moving slowly back and forth while the other two hands hold them there. They move up and begin to play gently with your clitoris while you push your hips forward and release your first orgasm. Your breasts are receiving pleasure from the other two hands that have moved away from your hips. Your body is engulfed in pleasure from every corner. You can not decide which is giving you the most, and you don’t care. You are lost in the moment and you give in to the touch that is so wonderful. The hands continue to move back and forth and playfully they take turns entering you and stimulating your clitoris. You can no longer determine which hand comes from where nor do you care. Your hips push forward as the fingers inside you push deep and you let out another moan as you begin to pulse wave after wave of pleasure that has overtaken your body. The hands slow as you begin to relax into the chair. Their grasp on your body is released, and they remove their hands from your heaving body. You hear the door open, then close and you wonder if they have all left or not.

“For you” I whisper in your ear taking off the blindfold...