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Subject: {ASSM} My first fantasy
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My fantasy starts off with us lying in bed, our bodies entwined.  One naked
leg draped casually over your hip.  Our lips, inches apart, anticipation
coursing through our blood, our senses heightened with each second that
passes.  I throw back my head and close my eyes, waiting for our journey to
begin.
You grab my shoulders, "No" you whisper, "I want you to open your eyes so
that I can see your reaction when I first enter you."
I slowly open my eyes to find you gazing into their depths.  And then you
enter me.
Swiftly and deeply, I gasp.  You hold me completely still.  I can feel the
blood throbbing through your veins, I can feel you deeply imbedded in me and
I whimper
Your heart skips and your breath catches in your throat at the raw sexual
hunger you see in my eyes.  You crush your lips against mine and we begin
the age old rhythm that comes from making love.  Our bodies are slick, our
breathing erratic.  I start to pull away, fearful of the overwhelming
strength of your passion, you pull me back, calming me with words of love
and passion.  You reach the point where pleasure meets pain and the moment
of release is upon you.  But you hold out, wanting to bring me to that point
of ecstasy with you.  You grab my thigh and bring it up higher on your hip
and thrust, once, twice and again until I am spiraling down the corridor to
the abyss that awaits us in the aftermath of our passion.
Later, we lie still, together.  Too spent to speak or move, then you realize
the fantasy must end, and your lover disappears into the night.

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