Saturday, June 19, 2010

Awakened - Chapter 1

Laurel stood in the kitchen staring out the window, watching two humming birds flit about the feeder as she filled the sink with water for her next load of dishes. Chores were not an issue for Laurel, but cleaning the kitchen was not one of her favorites. Like all the others, she made it a part of her daily routine. She liked to have everything clean and in its proper place when she got up in the mornings.

As Laurel stared out the window, she began to feel the weight of the day come down on her shoulders. She had many things that needed her attention, for her list was long. Her husband, Christoph had tucked himself away in his office, and was working on some project for his work that she really did not care to know about. Standing here at the counter, watching the bird feeder, had its peaceful relaxing undertones that would help her gather her thoughts for the rest of the day.

The house was more or less quiet for a change. There were no kids yelling in the background and no blaring televisions or music. If she stood real still and turned the water off, Laurel could hear the flutter of the hummingbirds’ wings as they fed from the feeder. Laurel turned to the counter beside her and picked up her iPod. She set the playlist for shuffle and inserted it into the clock radio that she had sitting on the other side of the kitchen. Music always helped to move the job along and it made her happy.

Pressing play, her iPod began. "Love Game," by Lady Gaga blared through the speakers; not her most favorite song, but it will do in a pinch. Sliding back over to the sink, she began to bounce and move to the music as she started washing the load of dishes. Lady Gaga always brought a swing into her step as she blocked the world out, washing dishes.

The iPod continued to play as Laurel continued to wash more dishes. The shuffle would bring a couple of upbeat songs and then a slower one, creating a nice mix for the job. As the next song came on, Christoph could hear the music from his office. Curious, he quietly stepped from his office and poked his head into the kitchen where he saw Laurel dancing to the music as she washed the dishes. He leaned against the doorjamb and grinned as songs like, "Something in Your Mouth" by Nickelback and "I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls played.

Christoph always loved watching Laurel get into her groove as she worked. She had a gracefulness and charm as she moved that he enjoyed watching. As he stood there watching her sway and bounce to the music, he tried to remember the last time he stopped to take in her beauty and charm. The years of work and family responsibilities seemed to consume his days. Today was no different when it came to work. However, standing there watching her sway to the music in her pale blue cotton sundress seemed to distract him. There was something about how she wore that dress and how it swayed to her movements that intrigued and excited him. Her sleek black hair, dark skin, and spunky personality made everything more exotic and pleasurable to him.

The song changed on the iPod and began playing "Run" by Snow Patrol. Laurel's mood seemed to change to the music. She stood there for a moment, staring out the window whilst the song played. Slowly, she began to sway to the music.

Drawn to the words of the song and the music, Christoph walked up to Laurel, drew in closely, spooning himself behind her as she continued to sway. Leaning into her, he breathed in Laurel's spicy yet intoxicating scent, and then placed a chaste kiss on her neck. Laurel's heart fluttered. She leaned her head back to rest on his chest, closed her eyes, and smiled. This was a nice change in Laurel's routine. It brought back so many great memories. "Mmm, this is nice," she said softly.

Christoph picked up quickly on Laurel's rhythm and they began to sway to the song together. He leaned in once again and made a trail of chaste kisses from Laurel's shoulder to the bottom of her ear where he gently took her earlobe into his mouth and sucked. Laurel shuddered with pleasure. Feeling his breath, lips, and mouth on her neck made her skin tingle.
The song changed once again, this time Janet Jackson sang, "Nasty Boy." Laurel began to press into Christoph. He worked himself against Laurel as she moved. Laurel then reached up with her right arm and grabbed Christoph's left shoulder, turning herself into him, never losing contact with his body or a step to the beat. This excited Christoph very much as he continued to grind himself into Laurel. Carefully, yet firmly, he moved his knee between her legs allowing her to straddle him in the dance. Their dancing turned into a fluid movement of one body bumping whilst the other grinded into the other.

Laurel watched as Christoph put one arm around her waist and the other hand on her chest. He gently nudged her into a backwards dip as he ran his hand down her body from neck to stomach. Laurel swayed backwards over Christoph's arm, following his lead as she pressed herself into his leg. She lost herself to the music and Christoph's touch. Her skin tingled everywhere he touched, almost as if this was their first touch. Her skin rippled with goose bumps and her nipples began to harden in anticipation as his fingers grazed the tops of her breasts.

Laurel came back up into Christoph's embrace. Both feeling the euphoria they had created in their dance, Christoph leaned in and found Laurel's lips and began to kiss her with more fervor. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth as he kissed her. Opening her mouth, a gasp escaped and their mouths found the momentum they both sought.

Lost in the moment, Christoph picked Laurel up by the waist and placed her on the counter top. As they kissed, he reached under her dress, sliding his hands slowly up her legs. Laurel startled for it had been so long since a flare of unkempt spontaneity enveloped them. She pulled back briefly, glimpsed Christoph, and gave him a coy smile. She wondered for just a moment whether this was just a tease or if Christoph would seriously continue this adventure. She hoped the latter.

Laurel loved Christoph’s straight dark brown tresses. She noticed that today he had pulled them back into a ponytail that exposed the scruff on his face. She loved when he let his beard grow for a few days before shaving. It gave him that rugged ruffian look that excited her naughty side. Seeing him right now was even sexier. He wore a white linen shirt, which had been unbuttoned down to his navel, exposing his beautifully sculpted tan chest. He had his sleeves rolled up to the elbows and the shirt fit loosely around his shoulders. His tan chinos fit nicely around his ass and had the cuffs turned up exposing his tan bare feet.

Laurel smiled with satisfaction as she looked deeply into his deep dark brown eyes. She reached into his shirt and began drawing trails over his already exposed chest. She made sure to trace every muscle, ridge, and bump of his chest and abdomen. Her touch caused his skin to flush and tingle. Laurel enjoyed watching as his nipples harden from her touch.

She continued her trail down to the last button still fastened on his shirt. Unfastening it, his shirt fell freely to his sides. Continuing the same trail, she proceeded to unbuckle and remove his belt. Next, she reached down to unzip his pants slowly and gingerly, making sure that he could feel her hand running down his length.

Christoph gasped, grinding himself into her hand. Laurel slid her hands back up to his chest, pushing his shirt from his shoulders. With his chest now completely exposed, she leaned into him and slowly began to kiss his chest. Approaching his nipple, she flicked her tongue over his nipple, sucked it into her mouth, and gently nibbled around it causing him to moan.

Christoph took Laurel's face in his hands and brought her up to his mouth. He kissed her long and hard, deepening his enthusiasm. His kisses traveled down her neck to her shoulder. Pushing the straps of her dress off her shoulders, he continued his trail of kisses until his lips found her breast. He flicked his tongue over her hard nipple and felt her shiver. He grinned to himself, knowing that his tongue aroused her. Placing his mouth over her nipple, he sucked and rolled his tongue across the top.

He reached under her dress, between her legs, grabbed her now very wet panties, and without haste ripped the crotch from them. He looked up into Laurel's eyes, grinned and said, "Oops, guess I'll have to buy you a new set." Laurel giggled and grabbed Christoph around his neck, pulling herself closer to him. As she kissed him again, Christoph let his pants fall to the floor, then reached under Laurel's ass, and squeezed. Laurel's breath caught as she looked down to see his very ready erection.

Laurel grinned; pointed with her eyes, and whispered, "Is that for me?"

Christoph laughed at her and said, "Why don't you slide over here and see." With that, he pulled her toward himself, sliding her to the edge of the counter. Gently, he pushed himself between her legs, slowly teasing her wet opening. Laurel's body began to buck as her desire for him heightened. All she wanted was for him to penetrate her.

Wrapping her legs around him, she began to gyrate, pushing herself onto Christoph. Raising and lowering her hips to his movement, she yearned, even panted for more of him.

Holding her ass tightly, he thrust his swollen member firmly and swiftly in to her core. With a scream of pure ecstasy, Laurel could no longer contain herself. Her body gave away her delight as it bucked to his thrust. Fiercely, Christoph dug his nails into Laurel's ass and began pounding into her core, deepening his push each time.

As Christoph continued to push deeper, the head of his shaft hammered into the back of her core sending Laurel rolling into a bone shattering orgasms. The pain of his nails dug deeply into her ass and the constant aggressive pounding exhilarated and excited Laurel. She turned the pain into ecstasy, and realized she really liked it.

Sweat now coated Christoph's chest and brow, tell tale signs he was nearing his climax. He slowed his thrust, allowing Laurel to feel every bit of his manhood as he thrust in and out. Laurel came again, screaming, “YES!!!” Laurel pursued Christoph more aggressively now by pumping herself on his cock. The tight pressure that Laurel's legs created around his waist while she pumped and her breasts pressed into his sweat-coated chest brought moans howling from Christoph's mouth. One last pump and thrust was his undoing as he climaxed and folded into Laurel.

Collapsing into each other's arms, completely spent, they each tried to catch their breath.

Both began to giggle softly as the reality of what just happened caught up with them. Taking Laurel's face in his hands once more, Christoph looked into her eyes and whispered softly, "Laurel, you are the most beautiful and charming person. I love you." He leaned in, finding Laurel’s mouth once again. Laurel felt his passion as his kiss lingered and became more intense before he finally released her.

No comments: