Clotho - A Tapestry of Fate: Clotho and The Kiss

Clotho of the Moirae

The Pain of the Maker

I spin each thread with boundless care

As though it were mine own

With love and grace and magnitude

A life as yet unknown

Each cosmic fibre is replete

Within uncounted odds

I may not limit nor renege

When gifting from the gods

And yet I cannot own nor run

Its length nor breadth nor gait

As thistledown I cast if free

To ride the winds of fate

My sisters arm may hold it high

To soar and dip and furl

My sisters knife my slice it bare

And to the earth return

And so I make again again

Not knowing what will last

But knowing that to cease would be

The end of you

The end of me

ã Clotho Speaks 19 Sept 2008

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Clotho and The Kiss - Part 3

AY: Do you feel how hard my cock is with your touch ....
Clotho 's fingers close .. tentatively at first...over AY’s huge erection
AY: do you feel how silky it is to your touch ....
Clotho takes a deep breath, and begins to let the palm of her hand slide up an down
Clotho : feeling what she wants to feel..
Clotho : the length and thickness of it!
Clotho : squeezing..
Clotho : stroking
Clotho slowly draws AY’s swollen member out of his jeans
Clotho : and gasps at the sight!
AY starts to kiss Clo's ears .. her neck .. her breasts ... as his cock responds to her touch and grows even bigger !
Clotho feels a slow ache...like a drumbeat...
Clotho : deep in her pelvis
Clotho : as AY’s hands and lips wander over her at will
AY: It is obvious that AY is losing the battle to keep his passion at bay .. his hips are starting to spasm ..
AY: the swollen
head of his cock is producing pre-cum ....
AY: his breathing is coming is short gasps ...
AY: his kisses and becoming VERY passionate ...
Clotho pushes her skimpy panties to one side, and draws AY even closer
AY: yet he remains gentle!
AY moves his position so that the head of his cock ... is resting on Clo’s wet and open lips ...
Clotho : ahhhh...
Clotho 's juices mix ardently with AY’s pre-cum
AY: his hands draw her close so that she is correctly positioned for penetration ...
Clotho looks up at AY
AY: but despite his obvious need and passions .. he holds back from penetrating her ....
AY: letting her make the decision .. letting her decide !
Clotho : still holding his gaze with her own, Clo reaches her arm around AY’s hips
Clotho : drawing him even nearer, and at the same time arching her pelvis..
Clotho : so the her lips caress the head of his cock
Clotho : and begin..ever so slightly..
Clotho : to draw him inside her
Clotho : she so wants to savour this moment
Clotho : and HIM!
AY finally releases his breath .. which he held for what seems like an eternity ...
AY: as the swollen head of his cock ...
Clotho 's thighs part invitingly...no...demandingly
AY: enters the Warm Wet and loving intimate places of Clo !
Clotho ...suddenly aware of how empty she has been...
Clotho : is suddenly and overwhelmingly filled
Clotho : with a heat and intensity that she could not have imagined
AY: with his passion now out of control ..
AY lets his hips drive his cock ....
AY: deeper ... and deeper .. into Clo .. savouring the feeling as he moves inside her .....
Clotho feels that same heat travel higher with each thrust
AY: feeling his passion set his blood afire !
Clotho : it is a white hot line of lust
Clotho : driving from her clit...
Clotho : into her tummy...
Clotho : and piercing her
Clotho : all the way to her heart
Clotho rocks hard against AY..
Clotho : over..
Clotho : and over
Clotho : aba

ndoning herself to pleasure.. and to him
AY loses his mind and his soul in the sea of his passion !
Clotho pants as she begins to explode
Clotho : cell by cell
Clotho : not knowing what is happening to her...
Clotho : but giving herself up to it !!
Clotho : completely
AY is blown away by the passion and intensity of feeling shown by Clo ....
AY: With his own passion vented he has time to reflect on how very passionate and alive Clo is !
Clotho collapses slowly…as in slow motion..
Clotho : into AY
Clotho : and clings to him tenderly
AY folds his arms around Clo and holds her tight to his chest .. and also his heart !
Clotho presses her ear close to that chest
Clotho : and listens to the beat of life
Clotho : and even love
Clotho : that is alive there
Clotho : so thats what a kiss is like
Clotho smiles and sighs with utter contentment :)
AY: :)) .. yes .. and next time maybe I will get to show you what sex is like :))
Clotho : ohhh noooo...
Clotho : not S E X !
Clotho claps her hand over her mouth in horror
Clotho : my mother WARNED me about SEX!

[The End ... for now!]

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A selection from a story by BH. His own introduction says it best ...

"Written some years ago about a woman i was (and probably still am) in
love with but never actually hooked up with. The keys refered to are a
chain of islands in southern Florida"

Salty Kisses Part 1

There are some experiences in life you hope you never forget. Events
and scenes you play over and over in your memory, reliving certain
pieces long after the original experience has faded. There is one such
event, from a time where nothing could go wrong, that I will carry
forever. It was summertime, hot and wild, full of passion. We had been
driving for hours and I think your confidence in my choice of
destinations was starting to waver. I had promised you paradise in the
tropics though, and I didn't plan on stopping until we found its
gates. Somewhere south of Marathon Key, our hunger had finally forced
us to stop.

Traffic flowed sporadically on the two-lane highway as we began to
slow. We turned into a parking lot on the East Side of the island, a
little place named simply "Joe's". Joe's was a bar and grill right on
the beach. It was surrounded by little booths where bored vendors
displayed various souvenirs and keepsakes. It conveniently shared the
parking lot with "Island Paradise Weekly Hotel". What more of a
coincidence could I ask for? I smiled to myself, proud at having found
paradise in fluorescent, and pulled into one of the many empty spots.
I put the Mustang in park and killed the engine. From the parking lot
you could see the Atlantic on the right and the Gulf of Mexico, across
the little highway, on the left.

You were staring toward the ocean, the wind lazily stirring your
hair. Your white, sleeveless half-shirt covered your bikini top but
flashed me an alluring glance at your stomach whenever you moved. A
pair of cut off jeans (cut very high) showed off your smooth legs, all
the way up to your cute ass. It was all I could do to remind myself
that for the moment, I was there to eat food, not you. Still, I
couldn't help leaning towards you, kissing your shoulder, moving the
material of your shirt up further. You turned towards me and pulled
off your sunglasses, a mischievous grin on your face. "Not anxious
already, are you?" you inquired, that grin still playing across your
lips.
"I've been anxious since I woke up this morning," I replied with a
grin of my own. I had been woken in the hotel room by someone moaning. When my groggy mind started to come into focus I realized it had been me who moaned. There was a weight on my body and something warm on my cock, slurping and licking. I could smell the scent of sex from last night, but there was another, stronger scent. Without opening my eyes I realized why that was. I leaned my head up, tongue probing the air until I found it. You momentarily broke your stride to let out a soft moan, and resumed your efforts. In my sleep filled brain I could think of nothing better than that moment, enjoying the sensation of you on
me, the smell of you, the taste of you…Your actions became more
rhythmic and you pressed yourself down on my mouth. I felt myself fall
out of your mouth as you stopped what you were doing, grabbing me
tightly with both hands as you shrieked, your entire body tensing.
Your wetness filled my mouth and I eagerly buried my tongue in you. At
that point you rolled off and I forced my eyes to open. You looked at
me, dishevelled hair framing your face and whispered "I'm going to
torture you until you beg me to let you come." I had thought you meant
then, but as it turns out, you helped me up and into the shower.
Since then you had rubbed at my crotch several times and whispered
dirty promises in my ear, but had not let me get any further than a
cheap feel on the highway. I was anxious alright…..

to be continued ?

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FENDI

The tantalising smell of coriander sharpens his senses. Fendi Uomo brought from Italy. First a light spray on his neck, then one more definite. Another on his chest. One button open? No, let's make it two. He knows women are seduced wildly by this fragrance. Stepping into the foyer, the marbled wine bar stretched out before him. He glances quickly, the mirrored wall reflects his pin striped suit, grey in colour, polished shoes and crisp sleeved shirt, lines of light blue offset by faint stripes of white, a pin stripe evenly spaced. His hair neatly brushed He smiles confidently as he greets Adam, the bartender he's known for some time. A glass of Shiraz appears, rich in texture and requiring comfort. Sebastian sees the girl he saw last week though this time she smiles.

Her dark locks curl down around her face. Her make up impeccable and her short black dress sits high around her thighs. He approaches her. Hi Gorgeous, can I buy you a drink? She responds openly, yes, champagne, with a strawberry! They touch glasses. He says, let's talk about you. No she says, let's talk about you! He admires her and says "Aren't you beautiful?”. Her breast brushes his sleeve, and resting her hand on his shoulder she says I love your suit. I love your necklace he says, glancing ever so innocently. Thank you, I'm Brooke. I'm Sebastian. She presses closer. He guides her gently towards the bar. I'm not wearing underwear she says. I would like to find that out says Sebastian.

She slides her arm into his and leads him towards the door. The side door into the courtyard. She presses against him cheek to cheek. He steals a kiss and she kisses him back, first short and then long. He feels her breast press against his chest. You smell nice she says. So do you, what is that perfume? Lou Lou she says. He brushes her thigh and she moves towards him. He feels her legs open ever so slightly. Her knee slides up and he feels her stocking rub smoothly against his thigh, her stiletto against his calf. Her hand touches his front, and moves gently up and down, feeling his penis rise. His fingers caress her thigh moving ever so gently upwards. His penis hardens as he feels her wetness. Smooth and silky with a hint of hair. She presses her lips, harder this time. I love your dress, will you show off for me?

She smiles then leaves for the bar. As he enters the room she is talking to someone, her bare shoulders showing. Sebastian looks towards her but she ignores him. She leans forward her dress opens. her breast is showing and she makes sure Sebastian sees. The stranger buys her a drink and she takes his arm. She presses her thigh onto him and he touches her bottom. Sebastian feels jealous but she takes no notice. Suddenly they leave and Sebastian hesitates. Walking towards the entrance his pace quickens. Where has she gone? I've lost her. He steps outside, the stranger is gone, but there Brooke leans against the wall. Did you like the show?

I did says Sebastian. I like to show off says Brooke, I'll show off for you. Fuck me says Brooke, I'll show off for you if you fuck me afterwards.

Sebastien 2009

I WISH

It was a lovely spring day and I was bored with work. I decided to leave early for lunch and go for a walk out in the sunshine. I was strolling past 101 Collins street, the place where highly important people work, when my eye caught sight of a beautiful woman walking just ten steps in front. She was of medium height, short brown hair and quite slim, a perfect body, wearing a tight fitting white dress, quite short
in fact, very short and slightly see through. I could not help looking, but one could see her light blue panties through her dress over her sexy ass.

She stopped to look through her handbag, so I stopped too trying, not to look suspicious. All of a sudden her bag dropped and things went everywhere. She bent over to pick things up and to my amazement her dress rose slightly exposing her panties and stretching ever so tight over her ass. I got an instant erection and adjusted my pants so not to show. Me being a gentleman I quickly went to her rescue and helped her pick things up.

She was very grateful for the help as her bag was very full. As we were picking things up she noticed that I was staring at her breasts. They were perfect in size and her nipples were erected. I looked up, she smiled at me, then we both laughed. I said I was just out for a walk and she said she was on her way to the park so come along. Off we went to the park and as we were passing a secluded spot I said why don't we stop here for a chat. I just happened to have small blanket so I spread it out on the ground and we both sat down facing each other. As she sat down I could see that
her dress had slid up and was exposing her panties. Oh god another instant erection and I started to blush.

She noticed that I kept glimpsing at her pussy and said it was exciting her. I told her to lie down and close her eyes, she obeyed. I moved closer and slowly lifted up her dress exposing all of her tightly fitting satin panties. They were very brief and slightly wet. My mouth started to water eager to get down there. I spread her legs apart and slowly kissed her thighs inching forwards towards her pussy. My nose gentle touched her pussy and she bucked with excitement. Her panties started to get wet not just
from my tongue but from her love juices.

Kissing and biting her pussy through her stretched panties made my penis ever so hard. I pulled her panties down and again kissed her thighs inching towards her love
hole. I licked and teased her, sinking my tongue deep inside her. She wrapped her legs around my head while she squirmed and bucked with pleasure. By now she was
ready for my rod. I quickly dropped my pants and slowly entered her. She was hot, very hot and wet.

We embraced and rolled around while fucking with all out might. I spurted my load inside her as she was having her third orgasm. We both then flopped back, exhausted
from all our lust. We dressed, exchanged phone numbers and parted. Before parting we decided we would do this once a week if not more.

Don 2006

ELEVATOR

Its been a long day and I am returning to my apartment, upstairs on the 20th floor. I have just moved to the city and I am lonely and bored. I get on the elevator and turn and face the doors - no one looks at each other on the elevator. On the way up, the power fails. The car stops, the lights go out
and all is quiet. Very quiet.

I say to myself that they will find us soon enough, and am surprised to hear a soft sweet voice agree with me.

I hadnt noticed anyone on the elevator when I got on. She has a nice voice, that is clear. Calm, and strong, but soft and inviting. I close my eyes even though it is dark and smell her perfume so clean and sweet, but alluring. I do the natural thing in this unnatural setting - i reach for her.

In the darkness i find she is reaching for me too. our hands meet. Holding hands hasnt felt this good since grade school. Her hands are slender, soft, but real - they have worked, they have cared for children - they are very sexy hands.

I pull her close, and she follows willingly. "Please hold me." was all she said. I put my arms around her and feel a business suit. Soft hair against my cheek. Always the gentleman, my hands dont wander (yet) but I can tell she has a nice body - she fits me perfectly, all the right curves - a real woman not a supermodel.

We sink to the floor and lean against the wall. she lays her head on my chest and rests her arm on my tummy. I stroke her hair and rub her back. Its as if we were friends and lovers from way back, not strangers - I dont even know the color of her hair. Soon she begins to purr under my stroking.

With that encouragement I rub harder, and wander further. She starts to stroke too, my tummy and thighs, and soon I am hard.

Her ears are soft and soon I am kissing them . My hand cups her breast, so full and promising. My fingers gently stroke and explore till I find her nipple hard under the soft cloth. Circling and squeezing she moans and presses against me.

Before long we are slowly undressing each other and kissing the newly exposed flesh. Her scent is intoxicating, her juices are rich and sweet. My hands explore all her curves as i kiss and suck her nipples. In the darkness all I can sense is breast, nipple, skin, hair, pussy and pleasure.

She is on the edge of ecstasy. I am enjoying her so much I carefully keep her there on the edge, till she simply says "please!"

With that I am between her legs, my head parting her lips, her legs spread and back - as I lean forward to kiss her I thrust deep inside her, and .....

4 February 2009 - Jeff

*****

CAR SHAG

Open highway. Midnight. You drive. I doze a little. Your fingers play with my hip. I open my eyes and see the shape of your hand. Strong. Sensual. Moving lightly down to my thigh. Then inwards. I sigh. You linger a moment then take my hand in yours. Guiding it to your crotch. Suddenly I am awake. The thing in your jeans is as hard as a diamond..and far hotter! You press my knuckles… signaling. Veering to the edge of the road in distraction. You tug quickly on the steering wheel. The car straightens. I begin to massage.

The signed rest stop is timely. You swing the car into the parking area. Cut the engine. Tear open your belt. Unzip your pants. Watching you hungry, aware of my arousal. Then fingers in my hair, twisting, forcing me down. Brush of your silky cock. On my lips, fingers, tongue. Working you.

“Get out of the car’ you say.

I stand spreadeagled against the door. Away from the city lights. Stars careen overhead. Across the road an abandoned fuel stop. Gazing at rusty oil drums and wire as you tug down my trackpants. When you enter me I cry out load. You are hard. You are harder. The thrust of you is juxtaposed, with fingertips on my ribcage. Like the sky I am burning cold. You come in me I shout. Arching myself in little thrusts, I writhe against you..transfixed. Somewhere there are dogs barking. You withdraw from me and like a child you settle me back in my seat.

Immediately I coil around myself. Post coital dreaming. I always wanted a car shag !

MYSTY - 27 January 2009

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