The Rose written by Sandy  

Naughtygirl350 62F
26 posts
3/27/2006 8:46 am

Last Read:
11/2/2008 10:05 pm

The Rose written by Sandy


She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. She let her senses take control one at a time. With her eyes closed she focuses on the image of a rose. She can see its bright red beauty, its soft velvety petal much like the lips of her vagina. There is a bit of moistness in the middle, she almost reaches up to touch it but she keeps her arms limp at her sides. She inhales its aroma thinking of its soft sweet smell much like a room on a hot summer’s day all lit up with the richness of sunshine and the sweet smell of sex as the two lovers lay together moving in rhythm with each other. The rose in all of its beauty is a flower that lovers give to one another, She can see it in her minds eye as she travels its length with her eyes, she sees the thorns and thinks of the pain that each thorn can cause as it pricks the skin and then she gasps in pleasure as she thinks of a mans prick as it enters her body bringing to her a tender warmth, a lot of excitement, and much pleasure. Her senses are starting to come alive now as her train of thought now deals with her inner feelings. She can feel the ache that is starting deep inside of her; she puts all of her attention now to that feeling. A few beads of sweat gather near her hairline, her rich golden red tresses fall loosely upon her face fanning her in the gentle breeze that comes form the open window. Her face is gently shaped, a woman’s face, a face that is smooth and soft to the touch with no blemish of any kind. No wrinkle of age. When she looks in her mirror within her mind she can see what men see. A rare beautiful flower, a rose in bloom they will all say. In her mind she looks into her clear blue eyes which are starting to darken with the passion she is making from within.-THIS STORY IS THE PROPERTY OF SANDY PLEASE SHARE WITH OTHERS BUT DO NOT USE FOR YOUR OWN GAIN.-
She sees her raise a hand to touch her cheek bone, the light red of her brow and lashes, her full red lips she touches with the tips of her fingers thinking of a mans touch, of his tongue as it strokes her lips gently, pushing them open enough to let him in and then to probe and to feel and taste the sweetness of her mouth. She can feel his tongue and his lips as they first gently get to know her mouth and as a few moments pass and the tension starts to rise from within, his lips become more persistent, more demanding of her, as his hands pull her to him and then raising up to burrow into her hair to enjoy the richness and texture so soft and smelling so sweet of lavender. A low moan comes from somewhere deep down inside, She now sees herself raise her hands to her neck which is long and slender and made for a man to kiss. She can see her eyes close, her mouth open just a bit as wave upon wave of pleasure wreck havoc within her body. Her vagina is filling with desire and she can feel the wetness she is starting to make and as the excitement within her builds, a slight trickle can be felt as it wets her panties. Her breasts are now tingling with the nipples taut and pointed and darkening with passion. Their fullness and heaviness cause her to hold each one and with her thumb she caresses each nipple and shudders at the waves of passion that course through her veins. A mans mouth wet and soft yet firm to, settles upon one nipple and starts to suckle like a babe to its mother. Her head goes back as his hand grasps the other breast and holds it in his hand lovingly telling her how beautiful they are, how ripe they are for a mans touch. She can now feel the excitement so strong that her legs have parted to show her wet pussy, her clit hard and slightly twitching so on fire is it. Her hands leave her breasts and travel the softness of her stomach and hips which are swaying in anticipation and grinding her wet pussy into the floor seeking a release. As her fingers find her clit she grasps it between her thumb and finger and slowly at first she rubs until the friction causes her to gasp and moan. Her body grinds and gyrates as the excitement builds and she sees his penis hard and straight as it plunges into her vagina, beads of sweat now gather around her breast as she moves with the pressure that is building inside, her breathing is ragged an shallow as she centers her being on the marvelous feelings that are consuming her so easily.- THIS STORY IS THE PROPERTY OF SANDY PLEASE SHARE WITH OTHERS BUT DO NOT USE FOR YOUR OWN GAIN.-
All of a sudden she feels him stop and when she would cry out not to stop, her body jerks as his tongue enters her and circles her pussy’s opening and when she thought she couldn’t bare one more moment a finger and then another find its way and the rhythm toward her release starts. She pushes her soft wet pussy into the fingers which then become his cock, hard and firm and demanding. With each push she feels the inner buildup of feeling pulsing onward taking her to heights she had yet to experience. The rose so soft so inviting and as her last orgasm comes to a climax she breaths in the smell of sex on a warm sunny afternoon.

rm_DrBuzz2 46M
112 posts
3/27/2006 10:35 am

WOW - Sandy, How can 1 not use this for their own personal pleasure!!

Great writing, great imagination, great intensity and great intimacy!! I am a hooked reader! Looking forward to the next instalment...........


mailmantrouser2 54M
534 posts
3/27/2006 11:23 am

Naughty? Not at all, that would imply something forbidden? Something acted out on the sly? You seem to know exactly what you are doing, what you want and desire, and nothing forbidden about something that beautiful.
Call me MAILMAN (I deliver)


BILLYJOEBOB62 72M

5/10/2006 11:28 pm

SANDY I NOW READ YOUR "ROSE" STORY. I JUIST HAVE ONE THING TO SAY
YOU'RE BAD...VERY VERY BAD...I LOVE NAUGHTY WOMEN...SO THAT MAKES IT GOOD DOEN'T IT?


rm_mixer49 62M

7/1/2006 3:02 pm

Hi Sandy.. Found this to be very enlightening into your desires. Not only that, it was plan nasty and great thinking about you....Look for forward for me


1946Lizard 70M

8/26/2006 3:02 pm

Mmmm...Eroticism at its best...words to paint the pictures in my mind; and to stay there afterwards. There is a big differance between Eroticism and Porn... Eroticism leaves you feeling good afterwards and Porn leaves you feeling numb..or nothing at all.
The one facial picture that I can see on you profile embellishes the image I have of you experiancing what you are writting as you put it down.


Naughtygirl350 62F

9/16/2006 9:34 am

Hey a f f peeps why are there only 3comments showing? there are five!!!


rm_lowroller63 67M

10/20/2006 6:22 pm

Hi Sandy, I really enjoyed "The Rose". Your discriptions are so full of feeling it was like I was watching from the closet. I'm not sure which I'd rather have, your talent or you! What am I saying, I'm nuts for redheads!
Keep them coming.


rm_pchamp012004 55M
2672 posts
10/27/2006 4:58 pm

Yummy


rm_mixer49 62M

10/28/2006 7:22 pm

This was very well written.. the first pargraph held my attention. it is the type of feeling that is missing with many couples now.


rm_LXGman 61M

10/31/2006 8:36 am

well done.


rm_likesit46 70M
11 posts
11/14/2006 8:44 pm

You, Sandy, are the single rose amongst the thorns of my life.
Very lovely written to the peak of excitement. Thank you for "The Rose".


ridingonlife69 56M
1 post
2/13/2007 8:05 am

Hi Sandy, exquisitely done. The words painted on the screen open ones imagination, and the picture it paints is unforgettable. Thank you for sharing such deep emotions and showing us in it that making love to someone can be an art form that is expressed in such a way to envelope the two people that are joined within it.


laidback_navajo 36M
8 posts
6/25/2007 7:45 am

I am sorry Sandy, But I had to use this for my gain. The story got me so hard and my precum started to moisten my boxers. So I just had to give myself a release. I hope that you can forgive that gain, but it just had to be done.

The whole time I was imagining you were there, and I was your fingers with the cock that penetrated you so lustfully and exqusitely. I do hope to read more of your lines, because you are one INTENSE writer. Hope to meet you one day as well.


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