Stranges in passing...
Chapter 1
He stared into the empty blackness of the sea thinking that something in his life had to change for the better. He just wasn't content within himsefl. As the waves rocked the ship gently about, he began thinking of his mother and how she had talked him into taking this cruise. "It'll be nice" She had said. "Maybe you'll meet someone special. You're a nice boy and you need someone to make you smile, instead of being a work-a-holic all the time." She had said with a wink. As he stood alone on the bow looking at the darkness waiting for a sign that life would be better, the sounds of laughter and music played out behind him. The sea reminded him of his life as a reflection of dull stationary existance. He couldn't help feel the tear roll down his cheek as he gazed at the older couple off to his right. "Look at them." He thought to himself. As he tried to hold back his sorrows, he took a final pull from his ciggarette and retreived his glass from the railing. The air, warm and scented with the faint aroma of exotic blends from the islands and the smell of the open ocean reassured him that "with every new breeze comes new beginings." His grandmothers last words the day befor she passed on.
He raised his glass and cursed the stars above for all that was wrong in his life even though he knew he couldn't blame them for his misgivings. As he turned away from the sea, he glimpsed something or someone that had caught his eye as well as his breath. He forze and scanned the deck, not exactly sure of what or who to look for. He just knew that if he saw it again he would surely know. Franticaly, his eyes searched and strained to find whatever had peaked his curiosity. As he walked back into the main hall, he was just about to give up and return to his sorrows, when someone walked past, smelling of lillies and vanilla. He turned, but they were gone. He knew it was what he had encountered on the bow by the beating in his chest. Again his eyes franticaly searched for a clue as to who it was that had him so spastic. His senses going crazy, trying to find the answers. He knew that whoever it was had to be close, for he could still smell the tantilizing fragrence of lillies and vanilla. As he gazed around the room, he noticed the elderly couple from befor and then the woman and her small dog. He desperatly wanted to find this entity that had taunted him so feircely. As he went out to the bow for a needed smoke, he noticed through the crowd, the music, the darkess, that a beautiful vision was siiting alone in the distance. One look told him that the racing of his pulse was due to her, for his heart was beating so fast against his ribs. He thought of the idea as ridiculous but still something told him to goto her. As he pushed himself toward her, a thong of people streamed out of the ballroom and as he finaly made it to her table, he noticed she was gone. Only her tantilizing fragrence lingerd behind. He looked around but she was nowhere to be found.He sadly came to the realization that what he had witnessed was due to the alchahol and his subconcious playing on what he most desired. He quickly dismissed this and walked toward the stairs, leading down to his cabin 2 floors below. As he came to the hall that led to his door, The smell of her hit him, as if she had just passed this way. He entered his cabin and decided that tomorow was another day. As he showered befor his slumber, there was a faint knock on the door. He quickly robed and opened the door, thinking that a bell hop or shipmate were looking for him for some midnight activity on one of the ships many decks. To his dismay, all that was there was "the aroma". "What the fuck?" he mumbled as he looked into the hall. He ran to one end of the hall, hoping to catch her befor she disappeared, but nothing. He regretably walked back to his cabin. Confusion and angst set in as he lay back and closed his eyes to sleep. Dreams of her ran and haunted his mind. He, walking through a maze and her, just out of his reach, laughing and guiding him to nowhere. He awoke the next mornig disturbed by the dreams. He headed up to the main hall for breakfast and heard the faint steps behind him. No one there. As he entered the room, there she was. He strolled close and stood near her and began to realize the lillies and vanilla were surounding him once again. His mind raced and thoughts jumbled as he swayed near her unable to speak. Her lashes, long and thick. Her lips soft and precious. Her body elegant and sensual. He simply froze and she looked at him. For an instant there was a sort of regognition of a 1000 years long past. As if they had known each other in another life. She started to smile and yet he was still speachless. She stood up befor him and simply leaned in to his ear. With a soft wisper she said "Do you wish for the breath in wich I have stolen from you?" He quickly realized the breath she was refering to was indeed his own, for he sudenly realized he was holding it. "Tell me your name and I shall give it back to you." She wispered as she walked into the sunlight of the deck outside.
Chapter 2
Its Monday morning, 11:50am. With her work done, she sits down to have a smoke and a cup of coffee. She sits thinking about the cruise that her client had talked her into going on. "It'll be fun." She had said with a twinkle in her eye. Her client, a weathered older woman, was diabled to a point where it was tuff for her to clean and tidy the house and to take care of herself propely. So as an act of kindness, her son had called and set up a CNA to come out and help with his mother while he worked. So the CNA Agency sent a young woman with a freindly and sweet disposition to his mother's aid. She looks across the table at her client as she tells her of her son and how hard he works and that he has to find someone, someday. She hears footsteps coming up from the basement as she sips her cofee. The door opens and its her client's son. He glides to his mother's side and gently kisses her cheek, wishes her a good morning and she smiles sweetly. The young woman notices that befor his lips even left his mothers cheek he was looking at her out of the corner of his eye. A smile and look of wonder crept across his face. She smiles back, blushing in awe as he walks back to the coffee pot. They freeze as if in deep thought and look at each other. A glazed expression on both their faces as they turn to look at the mother sitting quietly with a devilish grin across her face. They realize that they have met befor as well as realizing the mother was up to some kind of motherly magic. He leaned in close to her ear and wispered "My name is Giovanni, Now it is I who have stolen your breath and if you wish to have it back, tell me your name." She stood back stunned that he had uttered the words from which she had just 3 days befor. With gasps and studders she told him her name. "Ambrosia...My name is Ambrosia." She trembled slightly and her heart racing at the idea of meeting a man who apeared as a ghost on a cruise she had taken just 3 day befor. He gently kissed her cheek. Although his lips barley touched her skin, she felt the electrical tingle on her skin. Hot, soft. She felt her nipples harden and she felt her heart quicken as the tingle pulsed between her quivering legs. She tried to regain control over her emotions, but she was lost in his gaze. Only to realize that her entire body was blushing and his mother was staring with tickled delight. She continues to work around the house trying to keep her mind off of the embarassment of losing control over her body and hums to herself quietly.
After work he comes in to give his mother a kiss as usual and notices that Ambrosia is still present. Without a single word he strolls over to her and takes her small delicate hand in his. With their hands entwined, he leads her upstairs. Not sure of what was happening, she simply followed close behind. The innocence and uncertanty raging through her viens, she couldnt help but to feel aroused by the warmth and tenderness of his grasp. He stood her by the corner of his bed and knelt befor her. She held her breath as he placed his hands on her waist. She felt the tender strokes of his thumbs as they caressed her hips. He began to kiss across her midrif and she released her breath but quickly caught it again at the feel of the tip of his tounge circling her navel. She closed her eyes as he made his way across her stomach. She could feel her arousel from deep within. Her small succulent nipples hardend and begged to be touched. She could feel the gental pull of the button as he undid her lowcut denim jeans. He slowly slid the waist of her jeans with his fingertips just far enough to expose a streamlined and sensual pelvis. As he bagan to kiss her pelvis, she noticed him pulling her close with each kiss. She noticed her body was on fire with each kiss as he gently kissed the waistline of her panties. She felt herself dampen with arousal.
She was aware of the desires forming in her mind. She placed her left hand on the back of his head and with each kiss she firmly pressed into his lips. As he gently made his way to the triangle of her panties, she could feel the mist heat from the tip of his tounge as it danced around her panties. She felt the hunger and passion race through her. He could feel, taste and sense her arousal with every stroke of his tounge. She shuddered slightly at each stroke. He slowly slid her jeans to the floor, revealing long slender legs and thighs worth a thousand kisses. She felt herself involentarily parting her legs as he continued to to kiss her panties, and as his fingertips slowly lowerd her panties, she could feel the heat overcoming her pussy. She was aware of his toung now darting and circleing her clit and her body quiverd lightly. She could feel herself hot and wet as she parted her thighs farther apart. As she felt his tounge dancing across her soft lips, she found her body rocking gently against his toung.with every penetrating flick of his tounge, her body screamed with explosions of sensation. Her pussy burned with ugancy and desire as his hands stroked her rounded hips. She gasped short breaths and as her arousal blossemed into a full onslaught of extacy she felt his breath hot and the intence feelins welled up inside, kept dormant for so long were about to be realeased. Wavae after wave of passion raged over her body as she felt his tounge probing and slicing through her pussy.A rippled wave sudenly came upon her from deep within and she couldnt hold back any longer. She came. Jubilation washed over her, her legs buckling as she grabbed his head and pressed her hot pussy onto his waiting mouth. She came with an intensity so feirce, it was a rippling effect. Her body rocked violently as she lost control of her wetness and could feel him devouring her every drop. She felt weak but driven to need him and want him to take her right there and now. He slowly kissed up to her breasts and she felt him hard against her thigh. The anticipation of their passion in their loins, the look as their eyes met, and their breaths in unity, all told the same story. Each was someone the other needed and desperatly craved for. She wrapped her arms around his sholders as they kissed. Their tounge rythmic to a melody only they could hear. Sudenly with great tender passion she felt him inside of her. She could feel her muscles tighten with each thrust of his probing cock. Her thighs tight against his waist, her fingers hard into his back. she could feel his breath hot on her neck as he drove deepr into her. His cock swollen and powerful as it lunged into her with increasing extacy. She moaned and wimperd as he thrust and he could feel her hot pussy swallowing his cock, hungry and wet from excitement. She found herself biting his sholder and the urge to fuck him to death was deep in her thoughts. She pressed into him hard enough to push him back and in the next instance she was straddling him. His hands reaching around to caress and push her into him.He held her from above and ponded from below and she was losing control of her bodily functions as she came hard and gushed over him like an eruption of sorts. His growls of excitment and her squeals of plaesure drove them to fuck hard with beast-like agression. Her clit throbbing as if to explode at any minute , she could feel herself let loose with a shower so hot and invigorating. Thick spasms rocked her pussy uncontrolably. Their bodies as 1 fluid machine, grinding to a rythmic ballet. And as he reached climax, she felt every muscle in her body stiffen and his body tighten as he filled her with the hot excretion that he offered to her as life. His hotness made her weak and she came again. As the wave took her breath away it felt as if she had sudenly froze time and the passions of the world were pourin through her pussy. He came as though the gates of heaven were filled with liquid passion and she felt her insides splashed with an intense heat as he bit into her sholder and held her tight. And in that moment, it was that tight embrace that convinced her, this was only the begining of her newly changed life. And as they lay together, they both realized there was no inner turmoil, and just pure relaxation in the both of them. Their bodies entwined like a puzzle of perfection, she realized that her universe would never be the same and he lay thinking to himself that the one thing he's been searching for is here to stay.......
(to be continued) I have 6 more chapters all written out waiting to be typed... and each chapter is sexier than the last... i had a hard time writing it cuz its all based on my experiences and situations i have been in... but enjoy this little tidbit from my book... ill type out the rest if you so desire...
6 more chapters of SEX, MASTURBATION, 3SOMES, and SEXUAL EXPLORATION... all written over a 4 year period that will blow your mind..... and its all one long invigorating story that will leave you breathless... trust me masturbating while writing is not easy lol :)
