Atzar
05-25-09, 01:39 AM
I’m going to take this opportunity to get mushy for a minute. I’d like to dedicate this solo to my ex-girlfriend of three-and-a-half years. Even though we aren’t together now, I thoroughly enjoyed my time with you and I’m glad we ended it on good terms.
While this quest was obviously inspired by my recent breakup, the events are entirely fictional. This is simply my imagination running away with itself and me deciding that the resulting story is good enough to post.
The first post is fairly explicit. If that kind of stuff offends you, skip it.
As he awoke, the first thing Atzar noticed was the warmth of the body in his arms. Smiling, he blinked away some of the sleep from his eyes and looked down at her. She breathed peacefully, her long, dark hair hiding her face from view. The mage lifted himself onto one elbow and looked around the room. It was late in the morning already. Light already streamed through the windows, and various songbirds chirped in the trees outside.
His attention returned to the slumbering figure next to him. “Kora,” he whispered, gently pulling the hair back from her face with his free hand. “Time to get up.”
After a few seconds, Kora stirred and groaned, rolling onto her back and stretching contentedly. Finally, she opened her eyes and gazed at Atzar, returning his smile. “Morning,” she said sleepily. The adorable girl raised her head and puckered her soft, red lips for a kiss.
He was only too happy to oblige. Atzar gave her a long, deep one, his hand sliding up under her shirt to caress the soft skin of her shapely belly. He felt her small hands on the small of his back as she pulled him closer, her breath catching in her throat as she returned his kisses.
At last, Kora pulled away. “Honey,” she moaned sensuously, gazing into his face with her gorgeous green eyes. Her breath came in short, heated gasps. The beautiful girl acted as if to kiss him again, but instead bit lightly into his lower lip before giving him a mischievous smile. You win, that smile said. Let’s play.
The mage slid his hand up higher, exposing her firm breasts. He kissed them lightly, swirling his tongue slowly around each nipple. He was rewarded by a soft whimper as she arched her back in bliss. Atzar then returned his lips to hers. The kisses were rougher now, more passionate, more frantic. He smiled through the kisses as butterflies fluttered in his stomach. There were few things he enjoyed more than pleasing her.
Once more, Kora pulled away. “Enough,” she breathed. Her hand grasped his as it wandered over her chest and pulled it lower. Her smooth skin slid effortlessly underneath his fingers as she pulled it lower, below her navel, lower still. “I want more,” she growled, eyes burning into his almost as a challenge. Finally his fingertips encountered moisture, and her eyes snapped shut as she cried out in longing and pleasure.
While this quest was obviously inspired by my recent breakup, the events are entirely fictional. This is simply my imagination running away with itself and me deciding that the resulting story is good enough to post.
The first post is fairly explicit. If that kind of stuff offends you, skip it.
As he awoke, the first thing Atzar noticed was the warmth of the body in his arms. Smiling, he blinked away some of the sleep from his eyes and looked down at her. She breathed peacefully, her long, dark hair hiding her face from view. The mage lifted himself onto one elbow and looked around the room. It was late in the morning already. Light already streamed through the windows, and various songbirds chirped in the trees outside.
His attention returned to the slumbering figure next to him. “Kora,” he whispered, gently pulling the hair back from her face with his free hand. “Time to get up.”
After a few seconds, Kora stirred and groaned, rolling onto her back and stretching contentedly. Finally, she opened her eyes and gazed at Atzar, returning his smile. “Morning,” she said sleepily. The adorable girl raised her head and puckered her soft, red lips for a kiss.
He was only too happy to oblige. Atzar gave her a long, deep one, his hand sliding up under her shirt to caress the soft skin of her shapely belly. He felt her small hands on the small of his back as she pulled him closer, her breath catching in her throat as she returned his kisses.
At last, Kora pulled away. “Honey,” she moaned sensuously, gazing into his face with her gorgeous green eyes. Her breath came in short, heated gasps. The beautiful girl acted as if to kiss him again, but instead bit lightly into his lower lip before giving him a mischievous smile. You win, that smile said. Let’s play.
The mage slid his hand up higher, exposing her firm breasts. He kissed them lightly, swirling his tongue slowly around each nipple. He was rewarded by a soft whimper as she arched her back in bliss. Atzar then returned his lips to hers. The kisses were rougher now, more passionate, more frantic. He smiled through the kisses as butterflies fluttered in his stomach. There were few things he enjoyed more than pleasing her.
Once more, Kora pulled away. “Enough,” she breathed. Her hand grasped his as it wandered over her chest and pulled it lower. Her smooth skin slid effortlessly underneath his fingers as she pulled it lower, below her navel, lower still. “I want more,” she growled, eyes burning into his almost as a challenge. Finally his fingertips encountered moisture, and her eyes snapped shut as she cried out in longing and pleasure.