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A Wild thought this evening, to share our Afternoon delight with you... Remember my love...*(I'll keep our pet names to ourselves K babe) ;)
We put up our macrame hammock, that's been sitting in the box in the cellar for over a year. "Why- I asked over time have we not used this"?
"Time was just not right, you said" so in the box it stayed till today. When you went into the house to get your strat. Guitar to play later with some cool drinks, I tried to lug it out of the cellar and put it up for our relaxation. We set it up together between the trees nice and tight, as not to ever fall. You pulled out your Strat. Guitar and played for hours to the sweet tune of Stormy Monday and slow ballads on this cool breezy day, what pretty tunes you shared in ears distance to anyone around. I laid back for awhile and enjoyed the attention at that moment. Sipping on my tall cold glass of ice-tea filled with many ice cubes. I kept circling the ice with my tongue, while you played for me. The excitement started building up between my groin, the more I saw your expressions turn coyly in my direction. Remember- how I sat up and reached over to touch your arm and started circling your ear with the tip of my finger, You had a hard time concentrating. You were so sweet trying to follow your own rhythm while I followed my own. I parted my legs apart and flicked my sandals off nonchalantly, you smiled and kept on playing...
I thought to myself "how long will he put up with my teasing" and I found out, (Boy did I find out). I slid my foot up your pant leg and up your leg to your crotch, you wrestled somewhat under the touch to part and get comfortable. I whispered that you don't sit down and you didn't. As I parted my legs further apart, your mouth gaped wide open for you saw my moist gem glistening, with the thought of you and your attempts later.
The way you played so fast and furious and flicked on those strings, took my breath away and I felt myself shudder with total astonishment within. My heart palpitated and I quivered inside knowing I almost had you. Took alittle longer than I wanted but, you were worth the wait as usual. That slow build your so accustomed to; you had to put on me again didn't you, it was just mind blowing.
When you slid your guitar down by the tree, I knew I had you in my grasp. I took the ice from my glass and brought it to our mouths you shocked me, when I felt it fall into my blouse. As you reached in so tenderly and grabbed my breast, I felt the ice melt gingerly down to my belly.
I was so hot for you and you knew and you held me back, I was feeling crazy love at that moment. You unbuttoned my white blouse and let it drop to the ground. I looked around hoping no one was watching then thinking, what the hell as you laid me down. We are in one of those moments, I'm not holding back; Is all I could think of at that moment. You started planting tiny kisses around my ears and down my neck, I felt the earth move. As we kissed and played tongue hockey in ruthless ecstasy. I felt transported in another time and place, within my mind. You brought me to fits of rapture beyond my belief. I wanted you so badly, remember how you put your finger to my lips and kissed my forehead so sweetly. Telling me to relax and enjoy the feelings you wanted to capture, I felt bewitched by your charm. Your chest leaning in on mine and you used you legs to spread mine further, I tenderly unzipped you and let your manhood breathe.
When we heard that noise of clanging bells, do you remember what you said, you said " I love you Babe, but I hear kids on bikes, and it sounds like the clanging is drifting away aimlessly I think". I looked to the left and saw nothing and we kissed again passionatly and frantically, you started protruding once again, up against me as you started grinning.
I'll let you wonder if the bikes made any difference or if we ever heard them again.... I'll tell you, it was another day I won't forget as Summer noises approaches with all her glory.
By: Sheila Grenon
May 2005
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| Reviewed by Tom Hyland |
11/11/2009 |
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SHEE-LA ...
WOW! AFTERNOON DELIGHT INDEED!
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| Reviewed by Jason Goudie |
4/10/2009 |
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A wild afternoon indeed. Excellent story! Very vivid in detail. You should try to get your stories published. :)
Jason |
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| Reviewed by Sarah Grenon (Reader) |
3/27/2009 |
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| Hi Mom-Trying to get a hold of you.....Want to tell you I have yahoo now...I have the smiley face on the bottom..so,you can IM ME......I love you alot.....I have a URL# for myspace..Get a hold of me soon as possible.....LOVE YOU LOTS.I'll read poem now. |
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| Reviewed by Jill curry (Reader) |
7/9/2008 |
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| brava..lady after my own heart exquisite story |
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| Reviewed by Mary Coe |
2/24/2008 |
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| Excellent. Enjoyed very much. |
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| Reviewed by Sir Leonardo |
11/14/2007 |
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| wow--move over La Belle Rouge there is another Romance writer on the poetry site!!Excellent |
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| Reviewed by Paul Shakespeare |
8/24/2007 |
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Know this is one from the "archives" but a great; sensual write nevertheless! Makes me want to go out and purchase a guitar!
<smile>
Seems as if everyone's in the "cool-down" mode with the impending Fall Season. --But HEATED PASSION can ARISE even in the coldest of winter's!...
All the best;Sweet Purple!~
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| Reviewed by Cleve Sylcox |
5/21/2007 |
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| "Wow!" Ding, Ding....Great write....Hell, I'm hearing bells! |
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| Reviewed by Richard Orey |
5/2/2007 |
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Well, they say you can't teach an old dog new tricks. But you just know I'll be barkin' loud as soon as I get out of this cold shower.
My goodness, I wonder what the scene would be like if you ever got down to real serious business.
I better move on. The steam is fogging my glasses.
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| Reviewed by Art Sun |
12/24/2006 |
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Wild...
Wild!!!!!
WILD...a very nice sensual and erotic story....
Wild...!!! |
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| Reviewed by Barbara Terry |
12/17/2006 |
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I like this Sheee, it is so erotic and passionate, and full of love and ecstacy and romance. What could be better than a romantic, passionate, erotic fling under the trees, in a hammock that needed breaking in (giggle)? Thank you Sheee, for sharing; and I am not saying what this story did to me inside (giggle).
Merry Christmas Sheee, to you and your family and loved ones, and a very Happy New Year too.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be." |
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| Reviewed by OnepoetGem * |
12/13/2006 |
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| sexy very interesting well created story poetess, a j to read and ponder over |
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| Reviewed by Lee Garrett |
10/9/2006 |
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| A sensual storm, absorbing, vivid, and well crafted. |
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| Reviewed by Charles O'Connor III |
6/21/2006 |
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wow, beautiful language and good represented first person narrative.
Charles. |
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| Reviewed by Sandra Mushi |
10/9/2005 |
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Shee, this is a definate sizzler! Whoaa! I think I should go make myself some iced tea ... I sure need the ice cubes! Daarn!
God bless, girl!
Sandie. |
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| Reviewed by Mark Rockeymoore |
9/23/2005 |
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| what a sensual and torrid tale, sometimes you just gotta let loose with all ya got, because you're just feelin' it like that! well written and quite tastefully descriptive! |
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater |
8/18/2005 |
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Whoa! Cuming takes time like song writing ... one line ... then two ... then multiple orgasms ... and then guitar strumming ... and then ... a slow ballad ... and then some jammin' riffs ... wild guitar licks ... and then ... OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! Sheila ... you're too sexy for your shirt!
Sage |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
7/21/2005 |
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| steamy, indeedy! just like texas in the summertime! WHEE! well done! :) *grins* |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
7/11/2005 |
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| Passionate and a great tribute to the heat of summer's love. Thank you, Sheila. Love and peace to you. Regis |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
5/22/2005 |
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HOt, hot, hot! If this don't stir the passion of lust in your readers I don't know what will. Down to earth and reality in male...female and summer heat. How could anyone ignore the horniness embodied in this write. Beautiful sexy story.
Felix |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
5/22/2005 |
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Wild afternoon indeed...I am sure of that...hehehehe mad me laugh thinking my own silly thoughts yesterday!! Mine was just daydreaming to the wildest!!
Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! My mind can be sooooooooo cruel....but nice!!
Love Tinka
Love Tinka |
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