Uberotica '08 - A Storm of Forbidden Love (663 hits)
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Submitted by JesterLilt (View user info) at 2008-04-07 17:48:56 EDT
Rain spatters the hard concrete pavement. The water trickles through gutters pouring in a cascade from the ends of red brick warehouses standing tall against the heavy set grey sky. The rain beats off lines of containers arranged like a regiment, a prologue to the marching thunder, the warm up before the lightening strikes.
A crane casts a sinister shadow overhead, its hook stretched out on the ground ending in a malevolent claw. A girl stands in the rain stock still beneath the hook. Her eyes cast down, bare foot, toenails painted ruby red, stockings in tatters, mascara dripping and smeared across her high cheekbones. Long dark locks hang heavy with rainwater shrouding her shoulders. She wears a short denim skirt tight around her thighs. Her violet vest clings to her athletic frame, her stockings in shreds. She breathes deeply, an expression of consternation, her chest rising and falling taking deep breaths, trying to collect herself. Flawless skin like porcelain in the half light emanates an ethereal glow lighting up the air particles surrounding her.
Lightening cracks like Satan's whip scorching the sky...
A silhouette is for a second outlined looking down at the girl beneath the crane. He stands on a balcony set out from one of the abandoned warehouses. His features are hard a pensive expression forming his features. Steel blue eyes gaze unblinking at the perfect figure stood beneath. His long dark coat billows in the wind covering a lean physique designed for lithe fast action, made for endurance. In contrast to the girl his hair is flaxen blonde swept away revealing angular etched features. In his eyes a look of loss, joy, great wisdom and temper.
'I shall have you tonight, you have tap danced me too long, tonight we dance together.' he thinks to himself.
Her senses prick; she can feel his presence, out there, hidden in the darkness, watching, waiting...
'How long must we play this game of cat and mouse? How much longer can I resist? How far can I run?'
She springs into the window frame of a nearby window crouching in the frame poised ready for flight. All muscles are tense and ready to spring.
He scales the wall to the ground. 'Tonight, it will be tonight. I can wait no longer.'
The fates collide in the heavens. This act will tip the balance. A Great War rages and the Gods look down anxious and uncertain.
The mighty anvil versus the lightening bolt!
These two may meet tonight, their interwoven lives finally cascading into a crescendo which may move the world on its axis forever.
A tear forms in the corner of her eye. She has yearned him for an eternity, dreamed of him, craved him. He has pursued her across the world. She has crossed deserts, vast planes of ice, braved the oceans, the elements and death itself. She has been told this love is forbidden, that it can never be and she must run for he will pursue her to the end. Immortal and cursed, the hunter and the hunted destined to roam lost to each other forever.
She does not want to run anymore. She wants to feel his arms around her, caressing her, holding her.
'I am tired of running.'
'I am tired of the chase.'
He steps out into the clearing in front of the rows of containers. He briefly glances up watching the hook of the crane like a pendulum counting down to the inevitable.
This is the closest he has ever been to her. The charged tension can be felt between the divide. She curled within a window frame, he standing tall in the middle of a mighty storm, battering down on the earth, his shoulders strong his gaze steady.
Gingerly she steps out from the window frame. Like cowboys posed for a showdown they stare at one another. She has seen him in her dreams her whole life but always a blur. Now he stands sharp, unmasked and austere before her.
They step towards one another, slowly at first. Gradually their steps speed until they run. As if they are climbing the highest peak in the world, meeting their zenith they finally collide.
At arms length he holds her gradually pulling her close. Her full red lips part as he leans over. Finally their mouths meet. They have never uttered a word, bound in a circumstance of silence. A cataclysmic thunderclap rages above. A deluge of water pours down on top of them threatening to batter them into the impenetrable concrete beneath.
His tongue finds hers, caressing and exciting her. He runs his hand down her side lighting a fireworks display of nerve explosions down through her neck and spine. He begins kissing her neck, running his hand down her thigh then back up across her bottom.
She begins to respond, rolling her hips, rubbing up against him. Her hot breath condensing on his cold chest as she tentatively moves her hands towards his groin. She rubs gently at his trousers, teasing at first feeling him go hard within.
He feels her nipples excited against his taut stomach muscles. Gently he caresses them making her breathe deeply, she becomes more aroused, her senses heightened, the promise of climax elevating within. He pulls his coat from his shoulders laying it on the ground. Pulling her to the ground he slips her out of her vest running his fingers down her stomach and across her pelvis making her back arch in longing for him, longing for him to take her completely.
Her fingers reach for his shirt sodden on his body. Skilled fingers pull the shirt over his head revealing his honed, glistening body. When the shirt is on the ground she then moves for his trousers. Delicately she releases the zip pulling them down. She grips the bulge in his shorts feeling the blood pulsing for her.
He slips her skirt over her hips and high set bottom. She kneels in front of him in a satin white thong, serenity against her pristine skin. He hooks his thumbs around the thong and eagerly pulls it free. She is now completely naked, an immaculate sculpture framed on an angry backdrop.
She kneels down taking his cock in her mouth. She feels the life flowing through it and gently flicks with her tongue. She hears him moan... he rubs her shoulders enticing her to go on. She begins moving up and down his cock with her mouth using her hands to cup and caress him, working to the rhythm, bringing him up. She is careful to not take it too far, teasing him, not letting him become over excited.
He alters his position; he feels her warmth and wetness. She is ready for him. He gently feels inside her finding the spot which makes her cry out in exuberance. He uses his tongue to stimulate her clitoris until she is writhing around, wanting him inside her.
She withdraws her mouth from his cock and angles herself for the main event. She lowers herself, gently teasing his cock around her entrance before he finally grabs her hips and thrusts deep inside her. She calms him making him slow down, feel every inch of her lest it be over too soon. She gently moves herself up and down on top of him, her muscles tight, and her warmth enveloping him.
The movements become more intense, they both begin to moan in anticipation. Waves of euphoria wash through them in waves of blinding pleasure. He grabs at her moving her more forcibly, speeding up the tempo. Beads of sweat roll from both of them, their eyes closed....
In complete harmony, his body tenses, her knees lock as they are borne into a climatic eruption. A cacophony of heat between them dissipates in the cold air around. Orgasmic waves roll through them, she jerks slightly on top of him but he holds her firmly, savouring the ecstasy.
The waves subside, he brushes his hand across her cheek, pulls her close and speaks the first words between them.
"Never run again, I could not bare to loose you."
Lightening lights up the buildings surrounding them, white sheets across the sky, forking on lightening rods. Thunder roars over head, the crane hook creaks and swings erratically in the gusting winds. Large droplets drum a maddening march on the containers. The Gods rampaged above, bickering amongst themselves. All this as they lay unaware knowing the world has changed, become a brighter place, a place where the storm will eventually break into a wondrous morning followed by a glorious new day.
User Reviews
Submitted by bullslinebacker (user info) at 2008-07-24 08:37:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Pretty sickening
I have to agree with Ballare
"needs more rape"
Submitted by sambo13 (user info) at 2008-07-24 08:15:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
ewww.
Submitted by NewGuy08 (user info) at 2008-07-22 17:22:12 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by centaur (user info) at 2008-06-09 15:36:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-04-07 17:50:38 EDT (#)
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"I could not bare to loose you."
no
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-04-09 04:21:46 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by haikumikoo (user info) at 2008-04-09 04:18:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Ltap (user info) at 2008-04-08 07:01:33 PDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 for the pic alone, it's awesome.
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Sometimes, even complete morons are almost right.
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2008-04-08 10:20:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Ltap (user info) at 2008-04-08 10:01:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 for the pic alone, it's awesome.
Submitted by EmissionImpossible (user info) at 2008-04-08 09:43:46 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2008-04-08 08:47:54 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by SgtHartman (user info) at 2008-04-08 08:45:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
CHUUCH
Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2008-04-08 03:20:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by HurtByTheSun (user info) at 2008-04-08 02:57:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Learn to spell.
Submitted by HurtByTheSun (user info) at 2008-04-08 02:57:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Learn to spell.
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-04-08 02:36:31 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-04-07 20:07:31 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by sideshow (user info) at 2008-04-07 19:26:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I want to give you 1.5, so this 2 goes with my 1 from earlier....
"bare to loose" was pretty funny though....
Submitted by sideshow (user info) at 2008-04-07 19:25:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
"Stockings in tatters" and "stockings in shreds"
I don't think you needed to say both, especially in consecutive sentences.
Great story though, I liked it.
Submitted by Banjo (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:34:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Depends if its set or not. If its new concrete its definitely soft so yes it does to answer your question.
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:34:12 EDT (#)
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heh-heh-heh
rob said hard.
SETTLE DOWN BEAVIS
Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:32:49 EDT (#)
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Does concrete really need to be qualified as 'hard'?
Submitted by Banjo (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:32:09 EDT (#)
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Shitting hell, I wondered when I wrote it. Hate it when that happens. Nevermind :)
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:30:54 EDT (#)
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my 2 was for effort. good effort.
it's "bear to lose," though.
Submitted by Ballare (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:29:27 EDT (#)
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honestly I didn't like it I was just being encouraging
needs more rape
Submitted by Registered_S_O (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:28:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
for the pic....
Submitted by Banjo (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:21:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I could have easily done the good old fridge door, lesbians and money shot fiasco but I didn't. I fear I'm only going to get the girls votes on this one.
Oh well, pure smut and total porn next time I guess.
Submitted by Ballare (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:15:52 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Shake the haters
Submitted by Banjo (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:15:49 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I give up!
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2008-04-07 18:11:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
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Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-04-07 17:50:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by experima (user info) at 2008-04-07 17:50:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
"I could not bare to loose you."
no