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Oneness - The Lost Soul Journals
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
THE LOST SOUL JOURNALS
by Patrick Donovan
ONENESS
To Louise:
"Who made me feel 18 again..."
To: IN%"[email protected]"
From: IN%"[email protected]"
Pat,
Thanks for the invitation to come visit you, I'd really like that. After
8 months on the computer and once or twice on the phone, I guess it's time
we finally met. When would be good for you? Is this weekend too soon? I
know it's kind of short notice, but school has been real rough and I'd kind
of like to get away for a while.
Love & Hugs,
Louise
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That was the prelude of one of the most exciting days in my life. Louise
had written me almost a year earlier in referrence to one of the stories I
had posted on rec.arts.erotica. She had really liked it, particularly the
way I described the intimacy between my characters. We had talked for a
while on the phone (before I had to move and couldn't afford a phone
anymore), but she had expressed her desire NOT to be involved with anyone.
I had thought that was the end of that. Little did I suspect...
It was April 15th, Tax Day, also known as Red Nose Day at the hospital.
Everything had gone wrong in preparing for Louise's visit. My computer
system had been acting up and I had no idea whther she was really coming to
visit or not. I had e-mailed her directions and given her several phone
numbers, just to be sure she made it. I took the #13 bus from work to the
west-side and walked nervously into the grocery store parking lot.
"Look for a car with an Ohio license plate." I thought to myself. It
didn't take long to find one. Sitting in the driver's seat was a lovely
young woman, straight dark brownish-red hair, oval face, beautiful green
eyes...so incredibly unlike the image I had conjured up in my mind. Louise
was ten times more than I had ever dreamed she would be.
When she emerged from the car I was even more impressed with everything
from the curves of her body to the smile on her face. I took her in my
arms almost instantly, just feeling her against my body as her warmth
flowed into me.
"It's so good to finally see you!" she said, holding me tightly to
herself.
"Same here." I stood back and looked at her, commenting to her how much
I thought she had underestimated herself. She smiled and looked away
shyly. "Come on, let's do some shopping."
We went into the store to pick up a few things for the night. I had
promised her a home-cooked Italian dinner, which was a better for my bank
account than taking her out...and more personalized.
It wasn't long before we arrived at my new place. She held the groceries
while I nervously fumbled for the keys. I can't imagine why I was nervous,
I was only with an incredibly beautiful young woman whose very presence
made my hormones, not to mention my heart, race! Finally I managed to get
the door open and let my guest inside. She took the groceries to the
kitchen while I got out of my sweater and put my work materials away. Then
I turned on the CD player and put it on "shuffle." Soon the room was
filled with the soft strains of Enya.
"Make yourself at home." I told her as I passed her on the way to the
kitchen. She seemed very shy about following my instructions, though.
I began putting the food away and getting out those things that I would
need to make my special spaghetti and spicy meat sauce. As I worked on
dinner, though, I couldn't help but think about her being there...alone
...in the living room. I tried to occupy my mind with the preparation of
dinner, but Louise's gorgeous eyes and beautiful lips wouldn't stay out of
my thoughts. Finally I set the box of pasta down and turned to enter the
living room, only to find Louise standing there watching me. I walked
toward her and she smiled shyly (again), then looked down at the floor. I
slid my arms around her and she buried her face against my shoulder. I
held her close to me for a while as I listened to her calm, contended
breathing. I caught myself nuzzling her neck, but I stopped as soon as
she giggled.
"Ticklish, eh?" I said, half chuckling myself.
"I'm sorry." she whispered.
Her mouth turned toward mine and our lips touched lightly for a moment.
Then again, for a second or two. Then, the third time, her mouth opened
and her tongue gently stroked my lips, which then parted to allow her into
my mouth. Suddenly our kiss was like fire. All that Louise had pent up
inside her seemed to burst out into that kiss. Her mouth crushed mine and I
couldn't help but respond in kind. Our grips became tightly-strung elastic
around each other's bodies. We pulled each other tighter and tighter as
our tongues clashed in the heat of excitement. I grabbed the back of her
head with my hand and forced the kiss even harder. Louise pressed her body
firmly against me, her breasts flattened against my chest. I pushed her
back against the back of the couch, her behind resting against the top.
Her legs instinctively spread apart and I slipped between them. She felt my
erection as it strained against the front of her pants. Though I didn't
know it at the time, she was equally aroused. We had set off all the
alarms and there was no stopping the fire now...
...Ten minutes later Louise's shirt was lying across the top of the
couch and Louise herself was lying back on the same. Her bare skin was
interrupted only by the soft white laciness of her bra straps and its silky
flowered cups. Her nipples rose prominently from beneath the material,
having been aroused by my massaging fingers. I lowered my mouth to her
bra, gently nipping at her nipples with my teeth. Soft gasps came from
Louise's mouth and I decided that it was time to reveal her breasts to my
gaze. I slipped my thumbs under the cups of her bra and lifted them over
her bosoms. Her soft, round mounds fell out from their protection and into
my view. She sat up for a moment to allow me to remove the bra, then she
lay back down again, her breasts jiggling so sensually for me.
"God, they're so beautiful, Louise." I whispered into her ear as my hand
rose up to cup one of them.
Louise moaned as my mouth descended on her other breast, taking as much
of it inside as I could. I suckled long and deep on her breast, flicking
the nipple with my tongue and nipping at it with my teeth. My hand
massaged and probed her other breast, squeezing the nipple as hard as I
dared. Louise gasped, which excited me endlessly. Then I took her hand and
guided it to her breast, coaxing her to massage herself. I couldn't tell
whether this was something new to her or not, but she seemed to enjoy doing
it. Her fingers moved deftly over her bosom, tugging occasionally at her
nipple, which caused herself to gasp. The sight of Louise pleasuring
herself pushed me closer to her in my desire.
I kissed her passionately once more as I tugged my shirt out of my
pants. She helped me pull it off and we kissed again. I felt her soft,
warm breasts pressed against my chest. God, she felt like my first lover,
back when I was 18. So soft and smooth, so warm and so exhilirating to
touch! My hands moved up and down her side, then down to her thigh. I
clasped my hand over the fold of her thigh, squeezing her tightly. We
broke the kiss reluctantly but breathlessly. I snuggled with her and lay
kisses all over her neck, despite her giggling.
"Louise, God, God, you're so beautiful." I moaned as my mouth moved down
over her breasts, tugging at her nipples.
"Ohhh...Patrick. Ohhh."
My hand slid slowly from her thigh to the front of her jeans as I teased
her breasts with my tongue. I clasped her mound through her pants and she
instinctively pushed herself up against it. She was so hot inside there,
as hot as I was hard. I kissed down her tummy toward her pants, tasting
her delicious skin as I went. I unsnapped her jeans with my teeth (I'd
always wanted to do that) and pulled down the zipper the same way. Already
her scent was affecting me, causing my head to spin with thoughts of making
love to this beautiful girl, our bodies entwined, joined in the most
intimate act, sharing our hearts and souls until the final moment when we
each would climax and become part of the other...
I came to my senses and continued my exploration of her gorgeous body.
Beneath her pants was a pair of white silk panties. She lifted her ass,
allowing me to remove her pants completely, tossing them over the top of
the couch. Her panties were so tempting...white silk alternating with
white lace in a V-shape over her mons, revealing bits of her dark-haired
mound to my eyes. Her scent grew stronger and I grew more aroused.
Without control, I buried my face into her panties.
"Oh!" she gasped.
My hands went underneath to Louise's backside and clasped her buttocks. I
pushed hard against her mound and squeezed her bottom in rhythm to her
thrusts. She grew wetter and wetter as we moved together, her moans
filling my ears as her pleasure increased. It didn't take a whole lot
longer for her to finally come to release...
"Oh, Patrick! Oh...yes..." she moaned as her legs tightened against my
head. Her bottom thrust hard up against me as she climaxed. I caressed
her bottom and her thighs as the pressure inside her dispersed and her
moans faded into heavy breathing. I lay my head gently against her pulsing
mound. I could feel the blood racing through her body and the sound of her
breathing echoed in my ears. Louise lay her hand on my head and ran her
fingers gently through my hair. We remained like that for some time.
Louise softly asked me to stand up, which I did. She stood in front of me
and removed my gold polo shirt. Then she dropped to her knees and undid my
pants, allowing them to fall around my feet. I stepped out of them just in
time for her to start coaxing me to sit down on the couch. My erection was
strong and prominent through me briefs, even more so as I sat down. Louise
slipped over me, straddling my legs. Her breasts wavered in front of my
eyes. As she sat down on me, I could feel the heat of her mound through my
underpants, and I was sure she could feel my erection pressing against her
sex. We moved and rubbed together for a long time, holding each other
warmly, her breasts brushing my chest or my lips brushing against her
breast. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and mine were around her
waist, with one draped over her buttocks.
"This feels wonderful." I moaned softly, feeling her wetness spreading to
my underpants. Louise's response was to move faster, which worked my
erection deeper into her panties.
My hands slid down over her bottom, caressing the soft globes of her
flesh that I had watched so intently as we walked through the store. As I
stroked, her panties slipped further and further down, allowing me to feel
her bare, soft skin. I lightly touched the split between her buttocks,
which she seemed to like. Then I caressed further down, sliding my hands
into her panties and stroking closer and closer to her sex. Briefly I
brushed my fingers over her anus and the reaction was startling. Louise
let out one of the most sensual moans I had ever heard. I had found
something that delighted her.
"Mmmmm. I think I found something." I joked.
"Oh...yes. I like that. No one's ever done that to me before."
I took that opportunity to gently slip my index finger inside her anus,
slowly pushing into the warm, wet opening. I stopped at the first joint of
my finger and, as I pumped my finger back and forth, I pumped against her
body with my hips. Louise seemed lost in the ecstasy of it all. I was
pleased to be pleasing her.
As Louise and I continued to move together and to kiss and feel each
other's chest against the other, I could sense her wanting more, wanting it
to go on further.
"Louise," I whispered. "What would you like me to do next?"
She gently let her head fall back and then leaned forward until she was
completely against me, her breasts crushed against my chest. She kissed my
ear and licked it sensually, then said ever-so-softly, "Make love to me."
My heart lept at her request, yet I wasn't sure about it. Something
didn't seem right...yet. I pulled my finger out of her and my hands out of
her panties, resting them on her lovely shoulders.
"Louise, would you be upset if I wanted to wait a little longer?"
She shook her head. "No, I can wait. Why?"
"I want us to be able to fall asleep together, but we haven't eaten yet.
I promised you dinner."
"Well, I'm not one to turn down a free meal. Cook on."
We decided to go ahead and put on our night clothes, so I slipped on my
nightshirt and sweats while Louise disappeared into the bathroom. While
she was busy changing, I started preparing the ground beef, onions,
mushrooms and everything else for the sauce, while the spaghetti boiled
away in the pot. Minutes later she emerged from the bathroom in a beautiful
pair of silk forest green pyjamas. My eyes wouldn't leave her until I
heard the sound of the water boiling over. Louise giggled as I frantically
tried to calm the spaghetti down. I returned with a smirk and went about
my work, slaving over a hot stove...
We ate during "Brisco County" and then sat back and watched "The X Files".
Louise curled up in my arms and we got quite warm as the show progressed.
It was the one about the prehistoric killer insects. Brrrrrrr, that was a
frightening one and I feigned protecting Louise by pulling her close to me,
which usually resulted in a nice, deep kiss. But, as 10:00 rolled around,
we decided we didn't want to watch any more TV, so I led her toward the
other part of the apartment. We stopped in front of the bathroom.
"I thought we might have a little fun before we have our fun."
"Like what?"
"I thought we might take a shower together." I answered. Her eyes lit up
and she started to undo her pyjamas. At the same time, I began removing my
nightclothes. In moments we were nude together. I looked at her in full
light, her soft skin, her gentle curves, her round, full breasts, and the
soft, black triangle nestled between her legs. I blushed as she looked
longingly at my erection, pulsing with anxiety at her beauty.
I ran the water and had her check it. Then I stepped in and helped her
to join me, afterwards closing the curtain. The warm water beat down on
us, dusting our bodies with moisture. Louise's breasts looked so luscious
as water began to form on them. I pulled her to me and we kissed
passionately, turning in the spray of the shower, feeling it run between
our bodies. My penis brushed her mons, feeling a hint of the tingly warmth
of sex as it rubbed against her labia. She gasped softly and buried her
face against my shoulder. Her lips caressed my skin, working their way up
to my neck, then my jaw, and finally my ear, which she assualted
passionately. I was gasping now, clutching at Louise's body as she kissed
my face, settling eventually on my mouth. All the while my erection was
brushing against her mons, creating a sexual heat that neither of us could
deny much longer.
"Patrick..." she moaned and I knew what she wanted. I dropped downward,
kissing her breasts as I went. On my knees, I faced the center of Louise's
passion. Her pubic hairs were matted with a combination of the water and
her own moisture. I put my hands on her smooth hips and leaned forward,
placing my lips at the top of her triangle. As I kissed down, my hands
slid around to her backside, clutching her buttocks. Her scent was strong
and I was driven further into her. She spread her legs as I pushed in and
her labia parted. I could see her clitoris, firm and erect, and her inner
sex, so pink and wet. She was indescribably beautiful. I worked my togue
around her clitoris in circles as I probed the cleft of her buttocks with
my fingers. Louise opened herself further and I knew it was time. I pushed
my togue all the way out and plunged into her waiting sex. The apartment
echoed with Louise's cries of passion...
After we stepped out of the shower, Louise began shivering. I wrapped a
towel around her and helped to dry her off. She did the same for me. We
gathered up our night clothes and took them into the bedroom. The sweet
strains of Yanni still played in the background as I led Louise under the
covers of the matress that passed for my bed. Feeling her cool and
refreshed naked form against my body made me realize just how special this
night was going to be.
"Do you wanna be tucked in?" I asked, teasing.
"You don't wanna sleep already, do you?" she asked, reaching down to my
half-erection. Her hand was cool, but her touch quickly warmed my
genitals. My penis began to grow in her hand as she stroked it gently.
Louise moved down to get a better view of her work, leaving me to face
her beautiful sex once more. I nudged her legs open, watching her soft
black hairs part to reveal her heated sex to me once more. As I began
nuzzling her silken forest, I felt the slight tug of her gentle kisses on
my erection. Soon we were caught up in pleasuring one another. I felt
Louise's mouth as it slid up and down the length of my penis, soaking me.
Louise felt my tongue as it explored the depths of her vagina.
The motion in the bed became faster and my hands grabbed Louise's
buttocks. She held on to mine as I rolled onto my back, taking her with me
and landing us in a "69" position. Louise's mouth didn't miss a beat as it
continued to move up and down on me. Her mound was directly over my face
and I had no trouble pleasuring her as I had been. In fact, I now had a
chance to give her more of the pleasure I had discovered delighted her.
Using my hands, I parted her buttocks until I could see the tight little
ring of Louise's anus. My tongue moved out of her vagina and slid upwards.
She could feel what I was doing and lowered her hips a little. My tongue
started probing the opening and I could feel Louise moaning around my
penis. Her fingers slid down and began manipulating my testicles. I used
a finger to push into her anus, allowing my tongue to go further in. The
two worked together to open her up and increase her pleasure. They
succeeded.
"Oh, God." she moaned, letting my erection slip out of her mouth.
I pushed my finger all the way into her, feeling the silky warmth of her
rectum around it. Louise's muscles flexed and I began moving it back and
forth inside her. Her fingers gripped my penis and she started stroking me
back and forth as well. I started pumping my hips -- I was much closer
than I had thought -- and my tongue slid back into her vagina. We worked
together, driving each other further and further towards an ever-widening
chasm of ecstasy. Louise's moans echoed around the room and she felt mine
as I cried out into her vagina. My hips pounded the matress now as I felt
the initial rumbles of my orgasm begin. Louise gasped my name a few more
times. Her legs clamped around my head and her anus clamped around my
finger, quivering. We were both coming.
Louise's eyes widened as she saw the head of my penis grow and the hole
at the tip split open. Her expression changed to one of surprise as the
first spurt of semen gushed out and struck her across the cheek. More
liquid shot out across my abdomen, much to Louise's delight. She milked me
until I was limp, then softly caressed my balls. Only then did she realize
that she had completely ignored her own, powerful orgasm.
After a few moments of cooling down, Louise slipped off of me and lay
down. Her chest rose and fell quickly and deeply. I lay my head between
her breasts and listened to her heart as it pounded away in her ribcage. I
nuzzled her bosoms and laced them with kisses, working my way up. I kissed
her neck and up her cheek to her ear, then tickled that with the tip of my
tongue. Louise giggled and turned to look at me. Across her cheek was
still the long streak of semen. She could still feel its warmth against
her flushed skin and she reached up to touch the sticky fluid.
"It looks good on you." I joked.
"It's your fault!" she protested.
"No, it's your fault. YOU made me do it." I reminded her and leaned
over to kiss her. She didn't hesitate to plunge her tongue into my mouth
and kiss me with all the passion she contained within her.
We parted from the kiss and I smiled. I had never done it before, but I
was willing to try for the thrill of it. Seeing that Louise had been so
willing to kiss me after what I had just done to her with my mouth, I
guessed I could do the same to her. I licked the streak of semen from her
cheek in a split second. Louise suppressed a startled laugh, then pulled
me down for another hot kiss. Our bodies rubbing together as it
continued...
We lay together for some time, my head on Louise's breasts and my left
leg intertwined with hers. My hand lay on top of her mound, nestled there
as we rested. We had hardly talked, but we each knew what the other was
thinking: we wanted to make love. "Now," I thought, "it's time."
My fingers began to move back and forth over her sex. I did it for
almost a minute, watching her body intently, when she suddenly gasped, as
if she had been holding back to let the pleasure build.
"Oh, Patrick..."
Louise pushed me onto my back, climbing on top of me and pinning my
shoulders to the mattress. She could feel my erection spring to life as
her sex pressed down on mine. Her breasts waved in full view of my gaze,
her nipples so taught and arousing. My penis grew firm against her and as
she got more aroused, I began to slip inside of her. Louise jumped when
the head of my erection suddenly popped inside of her vagina. She looked
down between our bodies to see the shaft of my penis buried inside her
patch of dark hair. She began moving up and down on top of me, working my
penis up inside of her as she continued to watch. Further and further
inside I slid as her thrusts became stronger and more determined. I looked
up and saw the expression of determination on her face. My hands went
instinctively to her hips, holding them steady as we pumped together.
Louise had been tight at first -- she had told me it had been two years
since she and her ex-boyfriend had last made love -- but as our passion
mounted, she became easier to slide into. Finally she felt my testicles as
they began to rub against her behind. She threw her head back in
pleasure...I was all the way inside her.
"Patrick..." she gasped and tightened her vagina around me.
My whole body began to shake as I started thrusting into her. I lifted
Louise off the mattress with every thrust and she tightened her already
firm vagina around me with each of her response thrusts. She sat up and I
held her hips in a tight grip as we rocked. With Louise steady, she
reached around between us and started cupping and stroking my balls. I
pushed myself upward, so she could feel them pressed firmly against her
bottom. She fondled them softly, but the pleasure began to get to me and
my thrusts became more vigorous and she lost her balance on top of me.
Steadying herself by putting her hands on my shoulders, Louise resumed her
thrusts. Our pace quickened, as did our breathing and our hearts.
Louise's breasts bounced with the rhytym of our action and my hands slid up
over her soft skin to cup them. The warmth and the rhythm and the pace and
the pleasure began to blur into one deep, penetrating thrust. Louise
gasped as I struck her cervix.
"Patrick." she hissed, gritting her teeth. "Patrick!"
"Oh, Louise. Oh God, Louise!" I cried and lifted her up, turned her
over, and threw her to her back. My thrusts pinned her to the mattress, my
balls slapping her now-wet behind.
She looked down past her breasts, then over to the mirrored closet door.
She could see the glistening shaft of my penis as it drove itself into the
depths of her mound of Venus. My testicles pressing into her anus with
every thrust. Her bottom pounded upward in time to my gyrations. Her
vagina clasped me deeply. Her first orgasm swept over her body. Louise
threw her head back in ecstasy when my penis butted her cervix once more.
"Oooooohhh!" she cried, then lowered her head and stared directly into my
eyes. I had never seen a lover look so determined and passionate as she
did then. Orgasms rocked her body -- her head shuddered as each wave swept
over her body -- but she never took her eyes from me. My whole body felt
like it was shaking itself apart, but I realized that couldn't take my eyes
away from hers either.
My moment was at hand. The ocean of ecstasy that waited inside me began
to swell. My buttocks began to tighten, my anus clenched firmly, my
thrusts became a blur and a searing heat swelled up in my loins. A
throbbing began in my shaft. Then there came a pulse at the base of my
erection.
"Now." she growled. "I can feel it, Patrick, now!"
Our bodies were one now: our sexes joined, each making the other
complete. One sex, one mind, one heart, one soul...
Our world exploded. Our Oneness was raptured by the waves of pleasure
erupting from within each of our bodies. But it really didn't seem as
though there was a "me" or a "her." There was just...us, and we melted
away into the pool of passion that was surging over us.
But something as wonderful as that joining couldn't be allowed to last.
Even as the waves of climax ebbed, we began to drift apart, the Oneness
began to fade. Before I would let it end totally, I had to acknowledge our
joining to the world. I had to make some kind of lasting mark upon the
Oneness, to show it that I would always remember...and I cried out.
"Louise, I love you! God, I love you!"
The Oneness shattered and our worlds separated. Louise was gasping, as
was I. Our bodies tingled with passion, pulsing with the aftershocks of
the destruction of our own little world. I collapsed upon her breasts and
her arms encircled me. Moisture clung to our bodies, a testament to our
passion and energy. Even though the joining was broken, I remained inside
of her, unmoving. Neither of us wanted to disturb the mourning of our
Oneness...
As the world around us grew quiet into the stillness of the night, I
heard Louise weeping. I raised my head from her moistened breast and
looked at her flushed face. Puddles of tears formed below her eyes and
rolled down the sides of her face. I raised a hand and brushed her tears
away, raising myself up to kiss her and then to lay beside her and hold her
in my arms until morning. As I did, my limp penis slipped from her mound,
her arms slipped from around me, and the last vestiges of our world fell
away...except, I realized something. In the heat of our passion, at the
height of our Oneness, I had spilled wave after wave of my seed into
Louise. Even though we were apart now, there would always be a part of me
inside Louise, perpetuating -- if only on the tiniest level -- our Oneness.
With that thought, and with the smile of pure contentment and fulfillment
on Louise's face, I lay my head next to hers and fell asleep...
* * * * *
I think it best the story end here. My joining with Louise was like no
other in my life. The pain of her leaving that day to head back to school
still haunts me. Something inside told me, as Louise drove away in her
Saturn, that she would remember the pain of leaving -- and the joy of
loving -- as much as I.
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