Message-ID: <57923asstr$1216375803@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <f020e2380807172016s129f95f9m55d16fbf9d5b90c@mail.gmail.com> From: "Rose of Sharon" <roseofsharon2@gmail.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2008 23:16:58 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Rain in Paradise by Rose of Sharon (MF, cons, rom) Lines: 87 x-asstr-message-id-hack: 57923 Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2008 06:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2008/57923> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, RuiJorge <1st attachment, "islands.txt" begin> "Rain in Paradise" by Rose of Sharon Send comments to: RoseofSharon2@gmail.com I wrote this really quickly this evening. It's a quick read and a bit of a romance, geared more towards the ladies. :) As always, please send me feedback! ~~Rose This story is purely fiction, any similarities between this story and actual events is coincidental. If it is illegal where you live to read erotic fiction, or if you are not old enough to read it, please do not read further. This story is copyrighted 2008 by Rose of Sharon. If you would like to repost, please do so leaving the original author and text intact. Please repost if you like on free or non-commercial sites, but email me to let me know that you have done so. NO reposting on commercial sites, please. ------ They had arrived the day before on the island for vacation. Before they'd left home, the stress had really gotten to them and more than anything they just wanted to get away. The first night in their cabana, they'd slept, but the unfamiliar bed meant that they'd woken up not quite rested. They'd spent the day on the beach in hammocks - she read her book and he watched the fish jump in the turquoise water. They sipped local beers and talked about nothing much. In the afternoon, the storm clouds rolled in. They stayed in the hammocks as long as they could, but when the rain poured down, they had to run for their cabana. Outside, the rain poured down and inside, the tension finally was broken. They looked at each other for just a moment and then laughed, finally. He reached for her and pulled her close and kissed her softly... at first. They were hot from the tropical heat and wet from the rain. As they kissed, she reached down and could feel him growing harder through his bathing suit. Her hands on him were too much. He had to take hand and lead her to the bedroom. There, the air conditioning hit them full blast, cooling them down. He kissed her neck and untied the halter top that she was wearing, and she wasn't certain if the goose bumps that she had were from the cool air or his lips on her. Once her top was off, he gently cupped her breasts and kissed her lips again. The cool air had made her nipples hard and beautful, and he had to give them his full attention. He took one in his mouth and nipped at it gently while he played with the other with his hand. She moaned and he caressed the skin on her stomach, finally reaching inside her bathing suit bottoms. She was neatly trimmed for vacation, with just the tiniest bit of soft hair. She felt slightlky damp at first, but when he probed his finger farther into her, he found that she was soaking wet. Within seconds, he had both of their bathing suits completely off and they were kissing deeply, their tongues in each others mouths. Somehow, they found the bed without breaking their embrace and he continued to explore her mouth with his tongue as he entered her. He thrust into her again and again letting loose all of the stress he'd been feeling. She said his name as she came, feeling a wave of pleasure washing over her. He thrust into her harder and faster, driven by the knowledge that he'd pleased her. The feeling was almost too much for her, and she grasped at pillows and sheets, moaning and repeating his name over and over. He exploded inside of her, and slowed his thrusts, finally collapsing on top of her. They kissed again, grateful that the rain and the islands had given them a chance to relax. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ This post has been reformatted by ASSTR's Smart Text Enhancement Processor (STEP) system due to inadequate formatting. ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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