From the early age of fifteen Maree was consumed by lust, she craved it like water and as she grew the lust developed into passion and sensualness, she knew what it was to be loved or so she thought and she knew how to make love, there where never any complaints from her lovers, yet to her girlfriends she often complained about them, her lovers. She was never satisfied physically, emotionally; mentally it was all too much like hard work for her boyfriend or lover.

Maree had a child that temporarily distracted her from her own needs and now that her daughter was becoming independent and Maree in her mid thirties she now craved the passion and sensualness and erotic ness that she showed her lover or partner in the past, she had been single for so long she was starved for it all, she shared all of who she is but alas there was nothing in return. Maree had turned her frustrations to paper and started writing her thoughts and feelings to the pleasure of others. They enjoyed her stories of lust and pleasure and she enjoyed writing them. But it wasn’t enough, though she continues to write she does long for the touch of man who knows what lust and passion is. A person who can share the sensualness of being together and the erotic ness that can be created between two people and the levels of awareness that can consume both parties.

Maree wants to feel the gentle caress of a man not in a hurry, a man that wants to feel her body, see its reactions to his touch to taste her lips and drink of her nectar to hold her, touch her breast kiss her neck entwine his fingers in hers. She longs to feel him, touch, love him, to caress his body, to feel every muscle, every curve of him, to taste him, to be entwined in his arms, to be held tight and to feel him love her, to be inside her.

This is a lot to ask, she can not have any of this not in her real world, she has to settle for the fantasy world she creates for the pleasure of others. The world she so desperately wants to be apart of. As she writes and gets lost in the world she creates, she feels her senses tingle, the moistness grows between her thighs as she can feel the arousal that grows from her characters and the anticipation that comes from her readers. She sits in the summer humidity trying to keep cool from a slight breeze that blows through her door, she is in singlet and panties for it is too hot for anything else. Her thoughts are interrupted by a man at the door clearing his throat making her jump startled. There stands a guy selling electricity, there has been a few over the last couple of months since the main supplier decided to diversify and have other companies to bill you. This young man however was the best looking so far “Sorry to interrupt Miss” he choked out trying not to notice that Maree was wearing next to nothing, she giggled “it is ok , I was just writing” he smiled “oh! What are you writing about,” he asked “erotic short stories” Maree replied. He raised an eyebrow and smiled he rambled for a bit with his sales speech and then Maree shot him down in flames with the not interested response. He looked dejected and obviously wasn’t having much luck for the day, he asked about her story and she gave a brief run down.

“It sounds like she has been missing out” he replied, that isn’t good. “No! It isn’t she is frustrated beyond belief” Maree replied. He traced his fingers up her leg that was perched on the chair beside her, he spun her around in her swivel chair and knelt before her “well we will just have to fix that won’t we” he mumbled. He kissed her hard and long, while taking each of her breasts in his hands squeezing them gently. Maree lent back in her chair he slid her panties of the smell of her arousal, had made him rock hard, she opened herself up to him, as his fingers gently caressed the soft folds of her out lips, teasing her, then spreading the soft folds exposing her aroused clit and moist inner self to him, he flicked his tongue over her clit, sucking it gently, before tasting the rest of her plunging his tongue deep inside her, her moans enticing him to do more, he lapped at her juices before moving to her clit, he slid his fingers into her deeply. Maree arched her back he sucked and licked her clit, building her to explosion, every time she got close he eased of teasing her, her body was alive and electrified, he fucked her with his fingers and sucked on her clit hard before pressing her fingers up she exploded into his mouth her drank her every last drop as she came, over and over again, each wave more intense than the last.

When he climax subsided, she pushed him backwards onto the floor on his back, undid his pants and exposed his rigid cock, she took him sucking his balls, over and over again, before licking the drops of pre cum from the tips, she took him in her mouth, each rhythmic motion causing him to twitch, every now and again sucking the tip a little harder before flicking her tongue down the back of the shaft to his balls and sucking them again. He couldn’t take any more pulling her to him kissing her deeply, there tongues entwined searching as she straddled him, teasing the tip of his cock with her cum soaked pussy, she the slid onto him, and he slid deep inside her, she rode him hard pushing him deeper into her. She lent back exposing her clit to him he caressed it she could feel him inside her as he got bigger, ready to explode and with that she reached behind her and gently squeezed his balls, he let out a cry of ecstasy and with that she came, they collapsed together on the floor. Sweaty and sticky, she offered him a shower before he left which he accepted, she had jumped in first to refresh herself, and then let him.

When he stepped from the shower she was sitting wrapped in a towel back in front of her computer typing away. “Why do I get the feeling I just became a subject for your story” he said, she laughed “do you mind?” “not at all” he said, “good and thank you, you were just what I needed.” It was his turn to laugh this time “I was glad to be of assistance” He kissed her and with that left a leaflet and left. Maree returned to her story smiling from ear to ear and noticed he had written his number on top of the leaflet. With a note “Call me if you need to further your research.” Maree laughed and filed the number she may just do that she thought. ©