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Subject: {ASSM} [sapphic] Gray Sunshine
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Gray Sunshine
There was a change in the air and I could put my finger on what
it was that felt different. At work, the office seemed to take
on a strange glow as the morning went by achingly slow. Now, it
is raining again during the two o'clock hour. As the temperature
dropped and the barometric pressure made my ears tighten, the
dark clouds became visible when the rainstorm crept ominously
over the blue-black sky. I waited with patience to hear the
first crashing of the thick storm's rainmaking filters, which
flashes its protests with fantastic electrical stabs towards the
moist Earth. Flash! BOOM! The thunder shakes the office,
several people run to their desks to look out the windows and
watch the Earthly play in a Weatherly fray. I can feel the
storm; I do not have to witness its strength and beauty as I have
come to understand a storm so well when I can feel my body rise
with the electrical charges, and shiver with the roar of
protesting blackened clouds colliding in a dance of feverish
release from their wet riches. My body becomes alive and I hold
onto the energy tight. Being at work during such a wonderful
thunderstorm is a waste of my time, for I can use this energy in
better surroundings to my own advantage. I want to feel a
lover's touch making me ascend with the impassioned Earth.
I walk to the opposite end of the office from my co-workers. I
must find something to calm my tingling body, for it has become
equally electrical as the thunder strikes. The storm shakes the
building and quakes my being. After that last bellowing call
from the powerful sky, my reactions are nearly uncontrollable.
Damn, not at work! Why does my body feel the flowing energies of
this world? Never mind the whys and just get the hell out of
here before I become a withering puddle of amusement for my
subordinates. As I walk quickly towards the elevator, a
custodian watches my ascent into emotional soaring while my
tanned skin becomes flushed, my large brown eyes become lighter,
and the hairs on my skin stand on end. A quick glance at him
tells me that my elevated senses are palatable for his eyes were
glued and communicating volumes of desire. Oh, hell, how far to
get to my car? Since it is lunch hour, the building is deserted
with people off for their mid-afternoon meal. I can disappear
for a few hours and being a vice-president, no one will question
my disappearance. Another, CRASH - BOOM! My body rises again
and I can feel my legs begin to quiver as I run from the elevator
out into the storm!
My body cools as the raindrops are large and splattering, my
legs are drenched from the recoil of the drops from the asphalted
parking lot into the dense air and onto my skin. I stop a moment
and look up into the falling rain as my face and body become
dripping wet and I close my eyes reveling in water. Another
resounding explosion and the jolt raises my skin and vibrates my
spirit into an almost frenzied desire to release such power that
has inundated my senses. Realizing that I am in the parking lot,
I look behind me and there are two people at the entryway of the
building staring at me in wonder. Maybe it is my dark hair, or
my dark skin against my red and black dress, or even my athletic
hourglass figure, but whatever it is I must escape their prying
eyes! I grab the keys from my purse as I am rushing across the
lot and click the button to open the doors. Jumping into my car,
and grateful to have a fast vehicle, I start the Jaguar and speed
off into the direction of home, squealing the wheels as they skid
across the wet roadway. I fishtail out of there like a bat out
of hell, running to a place where I would be safe and secure in
bearing my soulful yearnings in an atmosphere of security within
my Earthly abode. Within my lover's arms, I shall be freed from
a force that reckons with my magnetic body.
Picking up the phone and passing quickly under a yellow traffic
light, I dial the memory number one. Listening as I impatiently
speed over the road that takes me home, there is a familiar
melodic voice saying, "Hello, Baby." I sigh in a deep shaken
voice, "Honey." "I know," she interrupts, "I am on my way home,
sweetheart." She says again, to me in an excited tone, "I'm five
minutes away." The emotions are getting the better of me and I
have tears in my eyes for her understanding and compassion to my
special needs, "Thank you so much, Honey, I'm almost there too."
My heart is gleaming and warm, my body hot, and wet in more
places than from the rain. She knows me well, loves me well, and
cherishes me better than both. My lover will take care of me in
the only way she can, in the way only she desires that others
have forsaken in me. I tell her, "Wow, I love you, bye, Baby."
We hang up quickly and I put both hands on the driving wheel as I
speed towards our home. Inside of me is a beating of a drum loud
and fast, my heart seems a driven power that will blaze soon a
heat that burns in unrivaled energy. I need my lover's
sensuality to touch me inside to take my burn and make it her
own.
Turning onto my street, I slow down and one, two, three, there
is my driveway. I pull into the driveway, the rain is
continuing, the thunder crashing, and the rain spatters across
the yard and over the roof. There is her car, she did not pull
into the garage, another subtle knowing in her that the rain is
where I am, and the screaming of the dark sky is from where my
energy is boiling. Pulling into the driveway and stopping short,
I turn the car off and leave the keys. Opening the door and
getting out of the car, she opens the red door to her Maserati,
and gets out of the car smoothly. She is taller than I am, about
five feet-seven inches, slender and strong with wonderfully
graceful hands. Her hair is darker than mine, her eyes a light
green and her smile as bright as the sun, and she is just as deep
as the sky. Her teeth are white and body gleeful as she opens
her arms and I run into them as a muse to her Goddess. Please,
let me surrender my control for it is making me weak and I want
to surround my spirit with her being. To allow her free reign
over me, and to share, give of myself and have her drink from me
the energies that have mounted to make me melt for her, is to
allow her my heart.
As our bodies meet in our first embrace of stormy weather, the
electricity fires between us and her body immediately turns into
me, pressing and forceful to need my heat to warm her soul.
Holding on for a bit longer, we separate a little and look into
each other's eyes, we both smile and I mouth without voice,
"Thank you." She smiles wider and laughs as she looks up into
the sky and allows the water to drench her everything. We laugh
together and a thunderbolt crashes and rumbles its protested
life. Charging together with the thrill of passion, we jump into
one another and our laughter is cut short. "Wow, did you feel
THAT?" She nods her understanding and her eyes light up like a
bulb and says, "Come with me, sweetheart." I nod as well, and
smile a sunshine that belies the afternoon. We look up at the
sky again, the dark life there is portentously familiar to me,
and I scowl my recognition within myself. Ultimately, I smile
for I have a one to share my deepest passions and thank the sky
for giving me her energies to feel such love as the one holding
my hand. Her gift is never squandered. We continue to walk
around the back of the house.
Our yard is well manicured; lover is always the one with the
green thumb. Since I enjoyed cooking, she enjoyed her own
hobbies as well. All the way around back we walk hand in hand,
around the deck and up the stairs, we stop at the double hammock
and stop. We both giggle our excitement with the rains above
falling in splashing wetness all around us, all over us. I start
to unbutton my dress, which buttoned all the way down to my hem,
and she stops my hand, "No, sweetie, wait for me." In knowing
her tone of voice, a thrill runs down my spine and around my body
that makes me stop all of my movements and wait for hers. Oh,
YUMMY! I am so excited that I am jumping out of my skin and into
hers! These feelings of powerful passions, she enjoys the
connections immensely and the energies give her strength as well.
We have not even kissed yet, and I believe she realized this as
well, for now she is moving towards me in an anticipated touch of
luscious skin.
Her lips are soft as they brush along mine, and the touch of
delight begins instantly as the warmth spreads across my chest
and down my belly. Butterflies are always present when we touch.
Her hands wrap around me, sliding up my back and she gently
grasps my neck under my jaw line and left ear. "Uhhm," she
thrusts her tongue into my mouth and my mind is reeling already.
Our smooth muscles of love press-slide, and entangle their
desires, wet and hot for a sensuous rally of delight. "Mmmm." I
moan from deep inside when the heat builds and bubbles as molten
blood rushes and swells between my legs. My hands are all over
her back, slowly moving down her sides and around her hips. I
reposition my left hand over her hip when our kiss becomes
ardent. My hand moves up under her buttoned denim shirt to
spread across her ribs, then slowly upward even further to
tenderly hold her right breast in my velvety warm palm. Ah, she
did not wear a bra today; did she read the weather report? Never
mind! Her breast is so soft, her nipple so hard, I could not
resist as I squeeze her nipple tight with my forefinger and
thumb, rolling it between my digits as she moans and presses her
hips into me. "Mmmm." My own hips pressing forward and my hands
growing hot, our kiss becomes flooded with passion and I suck her
into my mouth and flick her tongue with mine! I squeeze her
breast a little more, and my right hand moves around to the small
of her back to pull her into me closer. Her right hand lightly
caresses my neck and I begin to shake with the rising hunger to
give and take such pleasure that would calm my raging oceans and
slow down the swelling tides.
We kiss long, slowly wrestling our tongues, and I press my
tongue into her mouth deep, I want more. She lifts her head and
pulls her mouth off mine and I immediately kiss her neck,
nibbling and tasting, licking and sucking. My mouth wet, my lips
swollen, and my tongue actively wanting her skin, if I could eat
her now I would enjoy a feast of the gifted! Her own lips moving
down my neck and across my collarbone. She asks me in a deep
sultry voice, "Spread your legs, Baby." "Ohhh." I spread my
legs, one stepping out to my side, then the other. I can feel
her smile, my eyes being closed and rejoicing in our joining
spirits. CRASH - BOOM! Another lightning flash and burn, my
body almost gets away from me as the rise of the electricity in
the storm brings me nearer the edge! We are both soaked to our
skin and still, we do not take our clothes off. She hugs me
tight as her head rests between my breasts when that last flash
struck our home planet. My hands are in her hair, fingers
brushing the wet tendrils away from her forehead then squeezing
her into me. Her body is drinking in my energies and she feels
it to her core, and the heat burns us closer.
My Lover purrs her want of me with a low sigh, and she rubs her
face against my belly and lower to feel where the center of these
passions grow into a crescendo of reverberating thrills that
shake me to my bones. She wraps her arms around my hips and
crosses my underside, holding me still and pressing her face
between my legs. Feeling her there, I push my hips forward what
I could with her holding me, and I wanted to pump her face with
my desires being so overwhelming. Her arms move down my thighs
and brush my bare skin as her hands wrap around my thighs. The
warmth from her hands pass the cool water raining on me, dripping
down my legs and making our enthusiasm increase beyond
boundaries. I weaken with the power of irresistible desire to
reach and cross the ends of the Earth and soar into ecstasy. Of
course, I can feel the cool water drip into my underwear and
tickle my swelling center in heated moisture, actually warming
the water from my body's fervor. Lace and silk, always wearing
pretty solid colors and matching sets, the soft material growing
heavily laden with water, brushes as a feather across my labia
from the movements of her across my body. "Uuhhh." I cannot
control my voice, and my mouth slightly separates its rosy
swollen lips, allowing my inner song to sigh in abandon. Raising
my head towards the rain, I breathe deeply the smell of a
beautiful woman passionately celebrating the thunder Goddess with
her raging obsessions to encompass the world in wetness. I
totally agree with her!
Automatically my hands reach for her head and with my fingers in
her hair, I squeeze my unbearable need for her to release my
tensions. She can feel my every emotion, my ever-growing arousal
and slowly, achingly slow she lifts her hands on my legs until my
dress starts to lift up and over my hips. With her teeth, she
brushes my thighs and nips me on one and then the other, moving
upward with her tongue drinking the water as it flows down my
skin. Her face reaches my panties and she grasps it in her teeth,
pulls them down to just above my knees, and leaves them there.
Moving up towards my swollen need, her tongue lightly caresses my
labia's and delves slowly into my wetness. "Aaahhh." I am in
heaven and I pull her head towards me with my hands wrapped
around her hair. My legs get weak and bending my knees, I look
down at her as she takes what she wants and I give what I
needfully must for my love is impassioned beyond my control. I
convey my yearnings in a surrender to her loving, "Please, Honey,
take me now!"
Hearing her own needs come as a groan, she presses harder into
me with her tongue and wraps that lovely muscle around my clit to
pull open its hood and brush wetly against my sensual button.
"Oh my GOD!" I push forward into her mouth with such
uncontrollable desires that I almost fall backwards. "Wait," she
says. And I am about to go so far that I am trembling and
weakened from my beating powers. Just then, another CRASH -
BOOM! The power in the sky is rushing into me like a live wire.
I emit the energy and nearly fall over from the rise in my body,
wild and entirely taken over from the tingling; yet aching with a
longing for her to take from me these very energies. "Please,
sweetheart!" She looks into my eyes and says; "Lay down, Honey,
before you fall down." She smiles, as she wants to eat her fill
of my sweetness and I oh so want to give myself to her. We move
as the rain splatters our clothes heavy, she leads me to the
hammock and lays me across it with my knees bent and my feet
still on the ground. My excitement has reached heightened levels
and she lays over me and kisses me fully on the lips, invading my
mouth with her hot tongue and placing her hand between my legs to
feel my furnace, to touch my honey wetness that is more slippery
than the water from rain.
Her finger is teasing my opening and I lift my hips to meet her
touches, her teasing is driving me insane. Another CRASH - BOOM!
"Aahhmmm!" She kisses my jaw line up to my ear, suckles my
earlobe and down my neck to nip and tease me. My hands are in
her hair and I am trying to lead her down to feel her tongue on
my clit! Slipping just a tip of a finger inside of me, she
wiggles it a little and withdraws it and I am CLOSE! "GGrrrr
mmm." As her finger continues to tease my opening, she moves
down my body until she is facing my pussy and I want her to lick
me, FUCK ME! She feels my rising and the pleasure it brings her
with an ecstatic and emotional embrace. Her tongue snakes out
and she presses it into my button and I raise again to meet that
wonderful tool of hers. Sliding into my folds, she flicks upward
over my clit and "Oohhh. YES!" "I'm going to..to.too." I could
not speak! My hips are bucking upwards and her finger stays her
ground, "Please!" "OHHHH!" Just as I am about to go over the
edge with her tongue artfully encompassing my wetness and
massaging my clit, she pushes her two fingers deeply into me!
Again, and again, fast and then slow, my hips lift to meet her
fingers pumping, deeper and harder, "I'm, I'm Ooooooo!"
I am about to release, my body tensing, my feet flexing on the
deck, my hands flexed into fists and my head thrown back as I
scream loudly my wonderful flood of sparkling explosions!
"Aaaahooooommm." My orgasms mount and flow over, again, yet
again, and again still! She starts to cum with me, feeling my
power flow into her as her own pleasure is met with mine, flying
together. I cannot stop cumming as I grab onto her hair to hold
on for dear life when my body rocks to the core, ravaging my body
in an achingly blissful release of my spirit and body, oh so
sweet to dance with her. She drinks me, licking and sucking my
honey as her fingers fuck me in a fresh new world of wind and
rain. Finally, as the thunderstorm moves away and the booming
thunder becomes distant, I float back to Earth and my lover feels
my return. Stopping her movements, she sucks my clit one last
time and moves up to kiss me fully, giving me a taste of myself
inside of her mouth. Her fingers are still in me as I throb from
such passions, and she looks into my eyes. Seeing my tears from
my surrendering spirit, she lies next to me and says, "I love
you." Our clothes are soaked, the ground wet and thirsty in the
drinking of rainwater, and our spirits forever entwined in a
loving cuddle to travel the world as partners. Damn, I love her
so much; squeeze her close, as we then drift off into a dripping
sated sleep.
For Ami.
By Denise
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