Sally-Ann's Rain Man - Sex Stories

Sally-Ann's Rain Man

... Sally-Ann danced with her heart and soul....another aspect of the feminine essence of a mother earth goddess...... I don’t know what came over me; I can barely put my feelings in to words when I danced for my Rain Man....it just felt so right, so natural...so ethereal. I let the passion from the core of my being, my heart and soul flow through me to inspire my dance needing no music to keep rhythm too....Thomas is my rhythm. As I danced for him I couldn’t get that thought out of my mind, “Thomas is my rhythm. It was strong feeling, a lasting impression; a defining premonition. The shows I put to music on stage as an erotic dancer in various costumes or degrees of undress were well practiced and choreographed. Thomas is my music, my rhythm.... inspiration... my passion. I didn’t think. I didn’t plan this, I just did letting the silent music of new found love wash over me; I let it happen knowing instinctually the dance was an aspect of my very essence as it took me over. Is this falling in love, or is this merely infatuation? This is definitely falling in love and I will cherish every second we are together. This has to be love; there is other explanation. If you had asked me about love at first sight a few short days before we met, I would have dismissed it as puppy love, wishful thinking; foolishness and not given it another thought. I never wanted children, but I wanted them with this man if they were to come along. I’m another person with Thomas; I have never felt as ...

... purely feminine; so much like a woman; I wanted my Rain Man to take me like a woman as I pushed the limits of his patience....I wasn’t disappointed how my somewhat domesticated but hardly tame and soon to be lover reacted. “You may sleep on the couch,” I said trying to keep my voice level and convincing as I finished my dance, now horny as hell as I turned to walk away, thinking, ‘If this doesn’t tip his patience nothing will.’ I was stopped by my long hair. I didn’t know my soft spoken and mostly laid back Thomas can move this fast, or as quietly. “No, I won’t be sleeping on the couch and neither will you,” Thomas replied softly yet forcefully, making me tingle all over as I turned to face him, Thomas twisted my hair again in a ponytail in his warm callused hand until it was snug against the back of my head. “Be nice and take it like a woman, Sally-Ann, for I’m going to take it like a man. There is a limit to my patience, Kitten,” Thomas said, letting going of my hair before putting his strong arms around my waist to crush me to him roughly in warning, ”Do you understand?” “Yes Thomas,” I answered gladly while wrapping my arms around his neck, “anything you say, would you like your reward now. I want to lick and suck your cock, and then you can do me.” “Now you’re being reasonable, Kitten,” He kissed my lips long and deep; his hard throbbing cock pressed up against me. I’m putty in his hands when he holds me like this because I trust him completely. Tomorrow Thomas is taking me ...