From: anonymus+216@godiva.nectar.cs.cmu.edu
Subject: Vignette: "Desert Sunset"  by Mark O. Zorro
Organization: Anonymous contact service
Date: Fri, 2 Oct 1992 22:37:57 GMT


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Please, could somebody repost this vignette for me to alt.sex.stories
and to alt.sex?  A short personal follows the vignette.
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                  Another Vignette:  "Desert Sunset"
         
                          by Mark O. Zorro

               Dedicated to Karen, My Most Recent Lover


As the sun was setting in the west with a dazzling display of red, I looked
at you.  Your eyes were looking in the direction of the setting sun,
overlooking the vast expanse of desert sand that surrounds this lone mountain
top, far away from all civilization.  Two lovers, alone, yet not alone.  The
red glow of the sunset brought out the auburn highlights of your hair, the
gentle and still warm mountain breeze caressed and tossed that beautiful hair
for your lover to enjoy.  The reflection of the red glow from your face showed
the depth of your desire for me.  And that dreamy look on your face, agaze in
the distance, beckoned me to come to you now and satisfy the longing of your
body.

As I approached you from behind, my arms wrapped around you, touching your
covered breasts that long to be uncovered in the red glow of the twilight.
And you melted into my arms, closing your eyes and enjoying the warmth of
my firm yet gentle grasp.  The warm sunset, the warm breeze and my warm hands
were too much for you to resist and you began to breathe heavily.  I kissed
your neck, in that secret spot that only I know, and a small gasp came from
your lips.  My fingers, having caressed the outline of your covered breasts,
now began to unbutton your shirt.  And as the last button was set free, I
opened your shirt, and exposed your breasts to the warmth of the setting sun.
Your nipples stood out, and my fingers, with a mind of their own, caressed
them tenderly, sending what seemed to me to be shivers throughout your body.

My fingers, though, were not yet satisfied.  They must continue their ceaseless
work until they completed their task at hand.  They moved down from your breasts
and unzipped the short hiking shorts that you knowingly teased me with all day.
I did not mind being teased that way, for I knew that I would be more than
satisfied by days end.  My fingers, having opened your zipper, proceeded to
pull down those hiking shorts that must no longer tease me.  I could feel the
heat of your womanhood, and without a moments hesitation, my fingers pulled
down your panties, exposing your womanhood to the warm twilight sun and to the
eyes of your lover.  My passion and desire were beyond the point of no return,
as I caressed the center of your womanhood while kissing that secret spot on
your neck.

...the blanket, which we carried with us all day in anticipation of this magic
moment, was already spread out on a soft, smooth and warm spot atop this lone
mountain top.  Two lovers, alone in this desert wilderness, were about to
reconsumate their love for one another in a way that many only dream about...

I broke our embrace to the protest of my lover, but she knew what was about to
happen next.  I quickly took my clothes off, all the while viewing the
beautiful body of my lover and friend, with the ever dimming sunlight showing
the curves that have captivated men for eons.  And she knew the effect that
her body was having on me, and found pleasure in that.  She wanted me, she
wanted my body to satisfy her in this special spot on earth, and she was not
to be denied.  The fire in her eyes consummed me.  I layed back on the blanket,
now naked as the day I was born.  My manhood, glowing red in the dim sunlight,
and standing tall beckoned her to join me.

She took off the last vestige of clothing that she had on - her shirt - which
I had first opened and which gave me a teasing view of her breasts.  She was
beautiful and I told her so.  And she kneeled on top of me, and without
hesitation or slowness, surrounded my manhood with the secret tunnel of her
womanhood.  Staying upright, she displayed the glory of her body, not
only for her lover to enjoy, but for all of nature.

The view of my lover, moving up and down on me in the dim, reddened sunlight,
her firm breasts moving in front of me in perfect rhythm to her motion, her
eyes on fire with passion, her hand massaging the center of her womanhood,
the feel of my hands on her two smooth buttocks and everything in between -
all of these were too much for me to hold back.  I felt the boiling of my
liquid in my groin, which then moved to the tip of my manhood and exploded
deep inside of my lover.  Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through my body
as my liquid continued to fill her - it seemed like it would never end.  And
my lover, at the moment of feeling my liquid explode inside of her, cried out
in gasps as waves of pleasure moved through her body in harmony with mine.

My lover, now satisfied, layed her body next to mine in a warm embrace, and we
both looked out at the setting sun, now red and fiery, and halfway set on the
desert horizon.  It almost seemed to me as if the crimson sun itself was making
love to something in the distant horizon, and finding satisfaction before
setting for the night.


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A short personal from the author, Mark O. Zorro: 

I am a MWM (in an open marriage) looking for an intimate relationship, long
term or short term, with a **F who lives in, or travels periodically to, the
Bay Area of California.  If you really enjoyed this vignette, and saw
yourself in it, then why don't we get together?  Of course, we can start to
"chat" via e-mail to see if we'd like to meet at all.  So, you have nothing
to lose, nor have you made any commitment, by responding at least once to
this personal.

A little more about me.  I am in my upper 30's, 5'7" tall, 130 #, very fit
and trim, and am a Ph.D. engineer/scientist, but not nerdy by any means.
I am a romantic at heart;  I enjoy giving in all aspects of my relationships.
But to really get to know me, we must chat via e-mail and eventually meet
one-on-one if that is of interest.  Hopefully something of my personality
does show in this vignette, as well as others I have written that you may
still find posted in various newsgroups such as alt.sex.stories.

And a little more about you.  You are 25 to 45 years old - also fit, trim and
healthy.  High self-esteem, intelligent, loving and nurturing, but also
sexually liberated, are other qualities you possess.

I look forward to hearing from you.  I do answer all e-mail at least once.
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