
From: The Gray Mouser
Subj: Kat4d  mf/fantasy

    They kissed deeply, reveling in each other. Her mouth opened wide and she
sensuously licked across his closed lips. She began prying between them with
her tongue, begging for entry. He obliged and wrapped his tongue around hers,
dueling gently back and forth. Her hands roamed over his body, rubbing them
across his chest and working her way down to his belt. He captured her hands
in one of his and held them away from him. She withdrew and looked at him
questioningly. He grinned and, wrapping his free arm around her, flipped them
over so that he was above her. He placed her hands at her sides then moved
his own to remove her skirt. Her smile returned and she stretched out on the
ground, closing her eyes.

    He swiftly and silently threw up alarm and protection spells. "Wouldn't do
to be disturbed now, would it?" he smiled to himself. He returned himself to
the task at hand, swiftly undoing her long skirt and sliding it down over her
firm thighs. He tossed it carefully to the side and took in the vision of the
naked beauty before him. Her full breasts rose and fell with her now rapid
breathing. Her thighs rubbed against each other, stimulating the small bud
wedged between.

    He slid his hands slowly across her flat belly to beneath her heaving
breasts. He gently cupped them and started rubbing her nipples between thumb
and forefinger. She moaned softly as he lowered his face to plant a slow, wet
kiss in the center of her chest. He traced his tongue across her right breast
until it was curled around her nipple. With the lightest of touches, he began
to flick the nipple with the tip of his tongue, sending tingles of pleasure
coursing through her body. He swiftly changed sides and took her breast into
his mouth, completely flooding her body with electric jolts.

    He continued to minister to her breast as his hand slowly made its way
down her body to rest on her mound. He tousled the fine hairs there, sending
chills down her legs. She instinctively spread her legs a small distance, at
which his hand crept lower to rest on her outer lips. With fore and ring
fingers he gently spread her lips, running his middle finger up and down her
slit. Her joy was obvious by the generous amount of wetness pouring from her.
Her moans increased in volume as he rubbed her slowly, enjoying the feel of
her. This was not enough for her, as she began thrusting her sex down onto
his hand.

    His mouth smiled around her left breast. He released it with an audible
'pop' and began a slow journey downward. He nibbled and licked his way down
across her belly, nuzzled her pubes, and then trailed his tongue down her
right leg until he was staring straight into her heaven. He edged forward,
nudging her clit with the tip of his nose. She yelped and arched her back off
the ground at the sudden contact. His hands gripped her waist and gently
lowered it back to the earth. Holding her down, he started to methodically
lick and nibble around the outer lips, every so often diving in to swipe at
her clit. The sensations drove her passion to dizzying heights as she grabbed
his head and pulled him closer. He then dove straight into her hole with his
pointed tongue, bringing her to an intense orgasm. She thrashed wildly,
gripping his head tightly between her thighs. He took a deep breath and
covered her sex completely with his mouth, massaging her clit with the front
of his teeth and thrusting his aching tongue in and out of her. She responded
with an even more explosive orgasm than the first, screaming loudly and
pushing his head forcefully away from her with both hands. "Enough!" she
shouted, her exhausted body slumping into the soft earth.

    After she had regained her senses somewhat, she gave a low moan and looked
down her body at him. His chin rested gently on her mound, his smiling face
slick with her juices. He licked his lips and winked at her. She laughed and
pulled him up to her, kissing him deeply and tasting herself.

    When they broke their kiss, she jabbed him in the ribs and jokingly
chided "Who's supposed to be thanking whom here?".

    "Your pleasure is thanks enough for me, m'lady" he said with a shrug and
a wide grin.

    "But not for me" she responded. "Roll over."
