inno.doc it was almost like a dream... the way the colours ran together.. how they were dominated by a field of white... the facelessness of the characters... the only thing not dreamlike was the freedom of your lust, the unexpected frenzy of emotion that you had kept pent up for so long... your dreams had been coming and going, almost as lazily as your slumber. the sheets were fanned by the breeze blowing through the window, and the crispness of the air allowed you to toss your robe on the chair before you retired. naked in your bed, you drifted in and out of sleep... slowly, you felt a presence in the room. too sleepy to be startled, you wondered if it was a dream... you turned, glassy eyed to find him standing beside your bed. his body, lean and tan, was silhouetted by the moonlight pouring in the window. he spoke your name, but you barely heard... your eyes were held by the shape of his body, your thoughts racing to strange sensations that you had felt before, but never fulfilled. "i've wanted you so long" he said, as he sat beside you. the sheet covered your breasts, but could not conceal their excite- ment. two hard buttons stood out over your nipples. you looked into his face, but only saw eyes, felt the heat from your bodies combining... you thought you might have said something then, but you reached out to touch your phantom lover. his smooth skin felt good under your fingertips, as you felt the fever of his body. your touch began to melt into his, as you became one with your lover... you sat up in the bed, letting the sheet fall to expose your breasts... you squelched the reaction to cover up. you wanted to show your new lover everything, to show him your desire... he reached out to pull your upper body nearer... and you kissed. passion began to pulse in your temples... his kiss was as wide as the universe, as long as the end of time... his tongue danced across your lips, your teeth, flicking the palette of your mouth. it was a controlled kiss, a precise kiss, like nothing you had ever felt before... you were his. you kissed him back with the same urgency. perhaps even roughly. you wanted to let him know of your need. you could not speak, you could only kiss. he broke the kiss after so many moments... began to kiss your face... your eyelids, gently... your hair, sweetly, your ears, nibbling... the tip of your nose, playfully. the tip of his tongue was a blowtorch, spreading the heat from your face all over your body... he moved to your neck... making gentle sucks at your shoulder, taking in deep breaths, smelling exactly what you are. you like the way he smells, of the ocean, of the earth. his breath is hot, but clean... you run your fingers through his black hair, aware that you cannot remember what his face looks like, only what if feels like... you lay back in the cool sheets, pulling him with you up into the bed. you are now beside each other, facing one another, on your sides. his back is to the moonlight, so you still cannot see his face... you close your eyes as be returns to your hunger, your need. you had only imagined... he journeyed through the love of your body, starting with your breasts... your hard nipples felt the jolt of electricity his tongue brought to them... he tongued the tips very gently at first, holding the left one in his hand and kneading its nipple. you felt a sigh, a moan, a plea escape your lips as his pressure increased.. he was now sucking the tits, childlike, but with the purpose of a man... there was not a square millimeter of skin that his expert tongue did not explore... your tension and excitement had built up to near breaking level. he had loved your torso, your legs, your back, your ass... gently, lovingly kissing and sucking the skin to life. but nothing prepared you for the exquisite passion of his journey up your legs, to the swollen valley of your sex. as with the rest of your body, he knew exactly what to do with your sweltering cunt... you began to cry out, laugh, sing with joy as he first breathed, then licked your wet pussy. he even gave a little moan as he first tasted you... "your pussy is wonderful, milady" he said. "i've not tasted so sweet a woman before"... you could not believe the feeling of ecstacy as his tongue darted in and out of your steaming snatch. then came the moment of truth... your tiny orgasms, the little one began popping up. your hips began to jerk involuntarily, as one by one they began to chill your movement... they got stronger, more frequent... then he placed his lips on your pink clit... and your first big one hit you. "aaaaah" you cried, holding his head firmly to your clit, lifting your legs up into the air.... as that one sub- sided, you became aware of his sucking on your clit. hard. your next orgasm was incredible. lights danced in your head. your mind shut off completely, as wave after wave of pleasure throbbed between your legs... one more time you came, and another... you came back to consciousness, vaguely aware of who you were, uncertain of where you were, but knowing that you needed the final release... he sensed your need (did he know *everything* about you???) and began to pull up on top of your body. you could not wait, felt the need to be in control of his pleasure as well as your own... you flipped him over to the other side of the bed, covering his body with your own... felt his engorged organ on your chest as you made your way down to taste your first man... he was not too large to scare you... a nice cock, thick, hard. you felt its ruddy texture, held it in your hand, wrapped it, and kissed the tip. you savored the first drop on the tip... salty, of the ocean, of the earth... you wanted more... you put your mouth all over it, sucking it in... you kept the head in your mouth, tracing circles around the tip with your manic tongue... he flexed his hips, and your took in a little more, but let it back out when his hips subsided... you let him control the pace, let him fuck your mouth, with you only providing the choreography of your tongue dancing on the tip and the ridge of his wonderful penis. he was yours. and you were ready. ready to feel what a woman should feel. you looked up, and saw his body in the moonlight, began climbing up... pulling his hardness up, feeling it invade your wetness... slowly you lowered yourself on him, impaling yourself... the friction seemed endless, as he filled your body with himself... you collapsed on his chest, throbbing your grateful pussy on his rigid shaft... the sex was infinite, your body the sky, his body the earth, the ocean... no more were you a thinking human, you had become an animal, a fucking machine. you danced up and down on his cock, stopping to rub your sensitive clit against his hairy bone... again you began coming in waves... the ocean.. the earth... he pulled you up and placed you on your back, taking charge, becoming the aggressor... his need was building along with yours... never breaking the rhythm, he began fucking you serious- ly, pressing his body hard against yours. you came again... again... he moaned... his loins were strong, and he was fulfill- ing your desire, your need, but his orgasm was nearing, and he was not to be denied. you looked into his faceless eyes for the last time... he knew what you wanted. with a roar from the depths of his soul to yours, he began to come... it was not what you had expected... instead of the sudden onslaught of juice and muscle, it began slowly... his pulsing cock began throbbing *gently*... increasing with pressure... you were astounded at his control of his penis... "come with me love" were the only words you remember speaking... and he did... his orgasm was endless... the ocean opened up, the earth rumbled. his dick pulled at your insides... the throbbing against your clit sent that final wave of giddy, mind-numbing pleasure to your already sated body... you came once, while his orgasm was at a crescendo, then you knew that you could not have come again even if you had wanted to. but you were totally, completely satis- fied. fulfilled. you were at last a whole woman. you woke. sunlight played off the bed, shining off the cool sheets... you woke, numb, vaguely aware that something wonderful had happened. but was it real? had it really happened? and why did your body smell of the ocean and the earth?