Just One Time Hot sex story

This story is for my Lady Love. You know who you are Sassy. This story is copyrighted by the author and is meant for the enjoyment of the White Shadow reader. Thank you.

Their eyes met as he stepped off the plane for the last time. Their loves were a journey few hearts could ever make, let alone survive. But through the pain and anguish, love has persevered once again…and now they were standing before one another.

They met in a coffee shop somewhere in this world, though neither could exactly remember where. What began as a fateful evening had tested each of them to the core of their very souls. They are merely a man and a woman, each with their respective places in life, but longing for the more that each of them possessed. They talked off and on and slowly their friendship flourished. It was then that the paradox began. Each would have to sacrifice all that they knew for this one chance. They had both repressed their love and feelings for one another, fearing the loss of what might have been. But now they both know, as if the gods of old had smiled down upon them, that their love was boundless.

He stopped short of her, staring longingly into her smiling eyes. He felt his emotions well up inside him and took her quickly into his arms so as not to betray his own tears. This moment seemed to burn into his memory, searing itself for all time. He could feel the love in her touch as her slender arms gripped him with a strength he had never felt before. He released himself from around her and moved back to look into her eyes. He saw the tears of joy running down her face, making her cheeks glisten softly. He bent down and gently kissed each tear away from her face, and pulled her close to him again, but this time he couldn’t stop his own tears.

They collected his bags and headed for her car. Neither spoke a word, but their eyes and their touch conveying volumes. His head was still spinning, not really registering the events of the last few days, but he knew his heart was happy. They had both wanted to have this moment, with all the wonders that it would produce, and now it was finally here.

She looked over at him, seeing the look of love on his face; a smile lighting up his strong features. She was scared, but somehow she knew that in his arms she was safe. He loved her without having any limits, and with an abundance that overwhelmed her. Her entire body tingled, and for maybe the first time in her life she felt truly alive. Her mind began to contemplate their lives together from this point forward, thinking of the possibilities, feeling the excitement. She knew that he was not perfect, and she knew that neither was she, but together they shared a love that was. Just the magnitude of that thought made her smile; a smile that emanated from deep inside of her and that she couldn’t hide. Again, the tears of happiness came streaming down her cheeks.

She pulled into her parking space, nervous and excited, but calm at the same time. She turned to look at him again, his smile filling her with warmth. He took her dainty hand in his, dwarfing her small form. She liked that. He was big, almost bearish, and when he held her, she felt warm and loved…and safe. Safe from the world, but not protected. She knew that he would always allow her to live her life, to experience all that it offered, and most importantly, to fail. Not fail as in detrimentally, but as to learn. He would help her up and love her; but not stand beneath her, ready to catch her at every stumble. He would let her fall, and always be there with her. He wanted her to grow, and she knew that. It was the greatest single thing that she loved about him, his willingness to accept her as a woman, and not try to make her into “his”. It was funny really. As they became better friends, she found herself caring for him more and more, even beginning to love him. They explored each other’s minds, finding the pleasures in the others imaginations. But now all the talking and dreams and desires had manifested themselves into the man that sat here next to her. She loves him, she is sure of it, and that simple fact alone scares her.

He leans over to her. Gently, tentatively he brings his lips to hers. Just a soft, easy kiss. He doesn’t want to spoil the moment. He raises his head and looks into her eyes, seeing her smile. How lucky he feels’, knowing that he truly doesn’t deserve someone so lovely and so alive. He touches her cheek, and smiles as she closes her eyes. She opens them and takes his hand in hers, kissing it lovingly. They get out and head for her apartment. As she keys the lock, he brings his arms around her shoulders, bearing himself onto her, wrapping her in his arms. He reaches down and kisses her neck softly, and whispers in here ear. “I don’t want this feeling to ever change…I love you”, he says softly, making her heart flutter. She presses back into him, wanting to feel him all around her, wanting to feel his love. The door opens and they step inside. She turns to him and looks up into his eyes. Without a word, they wrap into a kiss that makes them both tremble a bit. He sweeps her legs up into his arms, never loosing their passionate embrace. He begins to carry her toward her bedroom, taking care not to trip. He sets her down, and looks deep into her eyes. He loves her so much, and he knows it, now he wants to show her as well.

He slowly begins to remove her blouse, pulling it from her skirt, revealing her soft tummy underneath. He bends down to kiss her tender flesh, feeling her hands on the back of his head. He follows the revealing of her with kisses in every spot that is now open to the world. He feels her fingers running through his hair, and feels her skin warm to his touch. He continues to slowly stand, kissing her ribs, under her bra, over it, and up her shoulders. She raises her arms over her head so that he may slip the blouse form her body. He raises it, slowly following it with kisses up her arms. At her elbows, he brings the material together, pinning her arms, not allowing them to move, and holds them in place. He kisses her, this time with much more heat and passion. His kiss trails off to her neck, nibbling it, biting it; and up to her ears, taking cares not to get overzealous with his tongue. He hears her breathing in his ear, her hot breath arousing him. She turns on him a bit, taking his earlobe between her teeth and nibbling on it, wanting to show him her prowess. A shiver runs down his back, making him stand almost instantly. He looks into her eyes again, seeing her hunger, seeing her passion. They kiss again, and he pulls the blouse from her arms, letting them go free. She almost instantly reaches for his shirt and rips it off his shoulders, not minding the buttons that held it. He wraps his arms around her again, wanting to feel her naked flesh next to his, wanting to feel all of her.

She runs her hands down over his chest, feeling his chest hair slipping between her fingers. She bends down and takes his nipple into her mouth, caressing it with her tongue and nibbling at it tenuously. He moans his pleasure, making her want to please him even more. His hand finds its way to the zipper in her skirt. He struggles at it a bit, and impatiently, she stood up and removes it herself. She starts for him again, but this time he catches her in his arms. She presses her body into him, feeling him against her. She reaches for his belt, but he takes her hand away. He wants her to feel his passion and love…but slowly. He places his arms around her ribs and under hers, picking her up off the ground effortlessly, and she wraps her legs around his waist. He walks toward the bed, kissing her tender lips the entire time. Gently he lays her down, letting his hands stroke her body as he withdraws. He takes her hands and places them above her head, making her look (to him) even more sensual and inviting. He reaches under her back, unhooking her bra, but leaving it across her chest. His lips find her neck again, as his hands continue to feel the length of her soft body. They work their way down her ribs, to the narrowness of her small waist, and over her hips. His touch is exciting, but not overly abrupt, and it makes her feel even more like the woman she is.

She begins to relax, taking in all the sensations that he is giving her. She feels the naked skin of his chest next to hers, his soft hair gently brushing her breasts as he kisses her shoulder. She can smell his cologne, the aroma becoming even more powerful as his senses heighten and his passion ignites even further. She gazes upon this man that is giving her pleasures unlike she has ever felt before. The movements and actions were similar, but that was just physical. This is so much more. Each time he moves around her body, with each touch, she feels like she was becoming more and more a part of him. A melding unlike she has ever experienced before. He radiates strength and passion, and she knows it…can feel it. But how he touches her, despite everything he is, is like that of an angel. His caresses are so light and gentle, but enough to bring her to the brink all ready. He lifts her bra off her chest, and looks down on her beautiful naked form. His eyes follow her curves from the tips of her outstretched fingers, down to her toes. She loves the way he looks at her, not as an object, but as a woman. He loves her mind; he has all ready proven that. Now he desires her body as well. He accepts her as a complete woman…from her head to her toes. She slips back into reality, and sees him smiling at her. He kisses her tenderly again, the feelings starting to overwhelm her. She feels the warmth inside her growing, getting more intense with each passing moment. He starts to move, and she throws her arms around his neck, keeping their mouths locked together. He does not object, and slips his arms under her shoulders and lifts her torso off the bed. She feels suspended in his arms, almost weightless. The release from her reality is complete and the first of her orgasms comes rushing over her. It isn’t the intense sexual orgasms that she has experienced before; this one seems to fill her mind. It is without peaks and valleys, just a constant flowing of energy from within her body. She falls back, her eyes in a dreamy state, not feeling her body, but not feeling his either. She feels herself within him, as a part of him. She begins to cry, the sudden onslaught of emotion carrying her away. What she felt was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and she knew that it wasn’t going to be the last.

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He kisses her forehead and tells her he loves her. She opens her eyes to his, seeing maybe for the first time what real love is. She throws herself into his arms again, wanting so much to stay right here for the rest of their lives. She can feel his heartbeat, and she can feel hers, and they are beating as one. Not a singular unsynchronized flitter between their hearts. They beat as one. She gathers herself again, and sits up next to him. He strokes her back, his touch sending shivers all along her spine. They sit there with their heads in each other shoulders, not saying a word, for none need to be. She turns her head and kisses his neck lightly. She can hear his breath quiver as she does this. She continues, increasing her tenacity with each passing moment. She pulls him down onto the bed, rolling him onto his back. She is so filled with emotion right now, wanting to show him the same thing that she had just experienced. Her hair dangles across his face, and he can smell her passion in it. He loves the way she smells; the perfume she wears, and especially the sweet perfume that God has given her. His nose is overcome with an abundance of her, as well as the rest of his senses. He feels her soft skin on his, her breasts pressing into him. Her hands moving along his chest, and down his ribs, her nails dragging into him, leaving traces of where they have been. She bites his throat, seemingly wanting to eat him alive. He rubs his hands over the small of her back, and down over her ass. She responds by arching her back, just like a cat when petted. He isn’t exactly sure that he didn’t hear her purr.

She can’t stand the pressure any longer and deftly moves herself over his legs, taking his belt loose in one swift move. She removes his pants from him, never giving him a chance otherwise. She pulls them from his ankles, and is now looking at him from the bottom up. He smiles at her, a wicked smile that excites her passion even more and she begins to slither up his body, her naked skin caressing all of him. She can feel him pressing against her, his heartbeat evident against her tummy now. Her hips rise to his, and she holds herself there for a moment, just feeling him under her. She rolls her hips up, and brings them together in a single, glorious move. He is now the one to pause, his eyes slamming shut as his body begins to tremble slightly. She is so beautiful…and so sexy. He pulls her on top of him, just holding her there for a time. He squeezes her tight, almost literally trying to pull her body into his. They begin to move together, not fast at first, just enjoying each other’s love. He releases her grip from around her and she raises her head up to look at him. He strokes the hair from around her lovely face and gently pulls it behind her head. She closes her eyes and rolls her head back, extending her lovely neck for his mouth. He kisses her neck again, letting his teeth graze lightly across her throat. Their movements become more focused, and she feels another wave of bliss coming over her body. Her breath begins to shudder, and he releases her hair, sliding his hands down her back, to her ass. He wraps them around her, not increasing his pace, but assisting in the intensity of her movements. He pulls her down to him, making himself press into her more and more. Her eyes are squeezed shut now, her breath coming in small gasps, and sounds of pleasure escaping her lips with each one. He feels her body tense, and he just holds her there. He twitches inside her, tempting every nerve in her body as he does so. Her orgasm crashes over her, causing he r arms to go weak. She collapses upon him, trying to catch her breath. He wraps his arms around her again, hugging her tenderly, holding her tight to him. Slowly she begins to move again, her eyes looking even dreamier than before. He smiles at her, kisses her forehead, and tells her he loves her once more. She looks at him, wondering what she ever did to deserve such a man, and returns his love.

She ran her hands down over his chest, feeling his chest hair slipping between her fingers. She bent down and took his nipple into her mouth, caressing it with her tongue and nibbling at it tenuously. He moaned his pleasure, making her want to please him even more. His hand found its way to the zipper in her skirt. He struggled at it a bit, and impatiently, she stood up and removed it herself. She started for him again, but this time he caught her in his arms. She pressed her body into him, feeling him against her. She reached for his belt, but he took her hand away. He wanted her to feel his passion and love…but slowly. He placed his arms around her ribs and under hers; picking her up off the ground effortlessly, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked toward the bed, kissing her tender lips the entire time. Gently he laid her down, letting his hands stroke her body as he withdrew. He took her hands and placed them above her head, making her look (to him) even more sensual and inviting. He reached under her back, unhooking her bra, but leaving it across her chest. His lips found her neck again, as his hands continued to feel the length of her soft body. They worked their way down her ribs, to the narrowness of her small waist, and over her hips. His touch was exciting, but not overly abrupt, and it made her feel even more like the woman she is.

She began to relax, taking in all the sensations that he was giving her. She felt the naked skin of his chest next to hers, his soft hair gently brushing her breasts as he kissed her shoulder. She could smell his cologne, the aroma becoming even more powerful as his senses heightened. She gazed down upon this man that was giving her pleasures unlike she had ever felt before. The movements and actions were similar, but that was just physical. This was much more. Each time he moved around her body, with each touch, she felt like she was becoming more and more a part of him. A melding unlike she had ever experienced before. He radiated strength and passion, and she knew it…could feel it. But how he touched her, despite everything he was, was like that of an angel. So light and gentle, but enough to bring her to the brink all ready. He lifted her bra off her chest, and looked down on her beautiful naked form. His eyes followed her curves from the tips of her outstretched fingers, down to her toes. She loved the way he looked at her, not as an object, but as a woman. He loved her mind; he had all ready proven that. Now he desired her body as well. He accepts her as a complete woman…from her head to her toes. She slips back into reality, and sees him smiling at her. He kisses her tenderly again, the feelings starting to overwhelm her. She feels the warmth inside her growing, getting more intense with each passing moment. He starts to move, and she throws her arms around his neck, keeping their mouths locked together. He does not object, and slips his arms under her shoulders and lifts her torso off the bed. She feels suspended in his arms, almost weightless. The release from her reality is complete and the first of her orgasms comes rushing over her. It isn’t the intense sexual orgasms that she has experienced before; this one seems to fill her mind. It is without peaks and valleys, just a constant flowing of energy from within her body. She falls back, her eyes in a dreamy state, not feeling her body, but not feeling his either. She feels herself within him, as a part of him. She begins to cry, the sudden onslaught of emotion carrying her away. What she felt was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and she knew that it wasn’t going to be the last.

He kisses her forehead and tells her he loves her. She opens her eyes to his, seeing maybe for the first time what real love is. She throws herself into his arms again, wanting so much to stay right here for the rest of their lives. She can feel his heartbeat, and she can feel hers, and they are beating as one. Not a singular unsynchronized flitter between their hearts. They beat as one. She gathers herself again, and sits up next to him. He strokes her back, his touch sending shivers all along her spine. They sit there with their heads in each other shoulders, not saying a word, for none need to be. She turns her head and kisses his neck lightly. She can hear his breath quiver as she does this. She continues, increasing her tenacity with each passing moment. She pulls him down onto the bed, rolling him onto his back. She is so filled with emotion right now, wanting to show him the same thing that she had just experienced. Her hair dangles across his face, and he can smell her passion in it. He loves the way she smells; the perfume she wears, and especially the sweet perfume that God has given her. His nose is overcome with an abundance of her, as well as the rest of his senses. He feels her soft skin on his, her breasts pressing into him. Her hands moving along his chest, and down his ribs, her nails dragging into him, leaving traces of where they have been. She bites his throat, seemingly wanting to eat him alive. He rubs his hands over the small of her back, and down over her ass. She responds by arching her back, just like a cat when petted. He isn’t exactly sure that he hasn’t heard her purr once or twice.

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She can’t stand the pressure any longer and deftly moves herself over his legs, taking his belt loose in one swift move. She removes his pants from him, never giving him a chance otherwise. She pulls them from his ankles, and is now looking at him from the bottom up. He smiles at her, a wicked smile that excites her passion even more and she begins to slither up his body, her naked skin caressing all of him. She can feel him pressing against her, his heartbeat evident against her tummy now. Her hips rise to his, and she holds herself there for a moment, just feeling him under her. She rolls her hips up, and brings them together in a single, glorious move. He is now the one to pause, his eyes slamming shut as his body begins to tremble slightly. She is so beautiful…and so sexy. He pulls her on top of him, just holding her there for a time. He squeezes her tight, almost literally trying to pull her body into his. They begin to move together, not fast at first, just enjoying each other’s love. He releases her grip from around her and she raises her head up to look at him. He strokes the hair from around her face and gently pulls it behind her head. She closes her eyes and rolls her head back, extending her lovely neck for his mouth. He kisses her neck again, letting his teeth graze lightly across her throat. Their movements become more focused, and she feels another wave of bliss coming over her body. Her breath begins to shudder, and he releases her hair, sliding his hands down her back, to her ass. He wraps them around her, not increasing his pace, but assisting in the intensity of her movements. He pulls her down to him, making himself press into her more and more. Her eyes are squeezed shut now, her breath coming in small gasps, and sounds of pleasure escaping her lips with each one. He feels her body tense, and he just holds her there. He twitches inside her, tempting every nerve in her body as he does so. Her orgasm crashes over her, causing he r arms to go weak. She collapses upon him, trying to catch her breath. He wraps his arms around her again, hugging her tenderly, holding her tight to him. Slowly she begins to move again, her eyes looking even dreamier than before. He smiles at her, kisses her forehead, and tells her he loves her once more. She looks at him, wondering what she ever did to deserve such a man, and returns his love.

He gently rolls her over on to her back, making her feel tiny compared to his looming form and safe as well. He didn’t move for a moment, in stead, he just lay there above her, feeling her body move beneath him. It was almost imperceptible, but he could feel her heartbeat, or maybe it was theirs. She brought her arms up and draped them lazily around his neck, closed her eyes, and concentrated on the feelings. He sat there for a moment more, and then began to twitch and flex, never moving his body, but moving inside of her. She responded by squeezing him in time. As he would flex, she relaxed, and so on. They didn’t move, but were producing all the enjoyment of two bodies intertwined. Slowly, she felt herself slipping away again, the mere fact bringing a smile to her face. With every time she squeezed him, she felt herself drawing closer. It was such an agonizingly lovely thing, seemingly taking forever, but building within her entire body. He could feel her, each time growing softer, but lasting for a longer time. Then she finally didn’t hardly squeeze him, but gripped him with such an exquisite force that he almost went over the edge as well. Her whole body shook, and did so for minutes. He just laid there watching the expression on her face, seeing it change from dreamy bliss, to almost anguish, to a look of complete satisfaction. He smiled to himself, knowing that he was responsible for this, for her pleasure. He kissed the end of her nose, catching her off-guard a bit, but making her smile nonetheless. She opened her eyes, and all he saw was her love there, and a bit of lust.

He moved from above, lying down beside her, rolling her onto her side, and placing himself behind her. She leaned her head back into his neck, and he softly kissed her ear. He started to whisper into her ear, just sweet nothings, about his fantasies come true, about love. She smiled inside and out, and loved it when he slid his arm under hers and around her ribs. His large, rough hand cupping her breast, bearing a contrast to her softness. She likes how she feels in his rugged hands, so feminine, so much like the lady she is. She pulls on his arm like a blanket, wanting to surround herself with him. She likes feeling like this, like the world is hers. He squeezes her gently, and begins to roll into her. She rolls right along with him, ending up prone on the bed. She tosses her hair aside, glancing back at him as she does so. She feels him close to her again, pressing against her ass. She spread her legs a bit and arches her ass toward him, meeting him. He joins her body again with such ease, almost as if they had been made for each other, and this time he begins to move with her. They find a natural rhythm that allows both to enjoy the other, but not too hastily, for neither is ready to be through. She climaxes again, squeezing him with such intensity that he feared loosing himself. His words only fuel her passion. Hearing her lover’s voice, knowing that she pleases him, makes her climaxes come more quickly, and with much more power. Soon it was all he could do just to continue, her body thrashing beneath his. He felt himself begin the fateful odyssey to his own orgasm. She feels him, feels him becoming unsteady, tenser. She likes how he feels like this, so alive within her, so together with him. She hears his breathing catch a few times, and hears him telling her of his impending climax. She rolls her eyes into her head, encouraging him, wanting him. His climax shakes him violently. His body spasms and trembles over her, and he looses himself deep within her. The feeling of his climax once again sends her over the edge, firing off her strongest orgasm yet. He collapses on her, just laying there for a minute, trying to breath, and feeling very satiated. He rolled them onto their sides by gathering her in his arms first, never releasing their bond. He reached down and pulled the cover over their naked bodies, protecting them from the chill. He places her in his arms and she wiggles just as far into him as she can. He kisses her again, telling her what she wants to hear most…that he truly loves her, and they both drift off to sleep.

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