Seagal Fantasy
- Thread starter Purplelotus1
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That's some creative imagination you have there! Witches, indeed! Creating the "perfect male". 
I hope you're saving all these stories, Heather. You have a great collection! 
ORANGATUANG
Wildfire
Whats up Lollipop?..Why aint you posting here at this thread again for?...you know my e-mail address iam here for you..i like yours and other stories i think we all have our talents and it would be sooooo boring if we were all the same...your poems rock..
Lollipop
Banned
There is a fire within us..
that only needs a touch to bring forth flame.
Passion ignites...
when I hear you whisper my name.
My body shivers... oh...
but not from cold...
but from the sweet anticipation...
of a desire that never seems to grow old.
I lay my head upon your chest..
kiss your skin softly.
I breathe in the manly scent of you...
it intoxicates me like wine...
making my senses whirl...
or maybe it is the way your hands...
are softly caressing my back...
making me melt...
yet every nerve is tingling...
with the need of you.
You gently lift me up and softly kiss my forehead
Sending chills all down my spine
Can't wait the anticipation...
Softly kiss up your body gently caress our lips...
My body fills with excitement and anticipation
Hands roaming each others bodies
Filling the silkiness of your skin
My heart starts pounding from pleasure
As your fingers run over my treasures
Gently sliding the key in as you begin to turn
Gently stroking my body
OHHHH MY GOD is all I could whisper...
Our passion increases...
Our souls ignited...
You lower down and kiss me passionately
and I know I am in Heaven
For I saw the flames burning in your eyes.
that only needs a touch to bring forth flame.
Passion ignites...
when I hear you whisper my name.
My body shivers... oh...
but not from cold...
but from the sweet anticipation...
of a desire that never seems to grow old.
I lay my head upon your chest..
kiss your skin softly.
I breathe in the manly scent of you...
it intoxicates me like wine...
making my senses whirl...
or maybe it is the way your hands...
are softly caressing my back...
making me melt...
yet every nerve is tingling...
with the need of you.
You gently lift me up and softly kiss my forehead
Sending chills all down my spine
Can't wait the anticipation...
Softly kiss up your body gently caress our lips...
My body fills with excitement and anticipation
Hands roaming each others bodies
Filling the silkiness of your skin
My heart starts pounding from pleasure
As your fingers run over my treasures
Gently sliding the key in as you begin to turn
Gently stroking my body
OHHHH MY GOD is all I could whisper...
Our passion increases...
Our souls ignited...
You lower down and kiss me passionately
and I know I am in Heaven
For I saw the flames burning in your eyes.
KimonoSoul
Wacky on the Junk
I need someone to hose me down....if you get my meaning!
ORANGATUANG
Wildfire
Girl you have it...very nice Lollipop...
Purplelotus1
Active Member
Wonderful prose . I love it
ORANGATUANG
Wildfire
Ok girls ready for some more...here it comes ready or not..
This little one i named simply "Fever"...
It was an cold as this night the wind was howling and i could here things crashing around outside..i wasnt going out there no bloody way..the boogie man might get me..lol..(just having an girlie moment)..any how it started to rain cats and dogs (figure of speech) and it was getting harder all of an sudden i heard this bang at the door i thought it was just an object that had been flying around..it scared the whatsit out of me it felt like my heart was in my throat..then the banging got louder i got my cricket bat i had near my door and i put the porch light on and when i opened the door there was this gaint figure drenched and hurt..
So i couldnt just leave him out there in the elements so i let him come in but also my trusty cricket bat was still in my hand...you can never be to cautious thats my beleif..
I could see he wasnt going to be an bother really because he looked like he had been shot he had an wound in his shoulder ..i stoked up my wood fire as i had plenty inside
i would have called an doctor but the lines were down and it was just him and i...
So i went and got out my little medical bag and boiled an kettle as i had to remove the bullet..i sterilised the knife and got some old clean rags and bandages out of the cupboard...i asked if he would like an stiff drink and he said no he wanted to feel what i was doing..he was either crazy or brave i havent decided on that yet.i had to sort of straddle him to get to the wound it was grouse i got the knife and made an small cut he didnt even cry out or pass out for that matter..i had an small pair of pinchers that i put into his wound and i pulled the bullet out..you could see he was running an fever because the wound looked like it was an couple of days old i cleaned up the wound and stitched it up with the other thing i could find which was fishing line..i remembered i had some antibiotics in the bathroom so i gave him an couple straight away and then every couple of hours repeated the process...he fell asleep not long after i had done the job and i couldnt stay awake much longer and i curled up on my rug near the fire and was soon asleep...
The next morning he seemed to be sleeping like an baby i had to check his wound and as i approached he pulled me towards him and asked where was he?..and i told him he was very grateful for what i had done for him but he had to go in an couple of days ..after an week he had recovered from his gunshot wound and said he was going to be forever in my debt..i said that i was glad that he was able to get on his way...he never did tell me his name but then again i didnt ask.."ask no questions you get no lies"...so off he went on his way and i felt that this was my calling..to help and not to expect anything in return..sorry girls this aint an hot one..not every fantasy has to be around sexy thoughts now does it?...
This little one i named simply "Fever"...
It was an cold as this night the wind was howling and i could here things crashing around outside..i wasnt going out there no bloody way..the boogie man might get me..lol..(just having an girlie moment)..any how it started to rain cats and dogs (figure of speech) and it was getting harder all of an sudden i heard this bang at the door i thought it was just an object that had been flying around..it scared the whatsit out of me it felt like my heart was in my throat..then the banging got louder i got my cricket bat i had near my door and i put the porch light on and when i opened the door there was this gaint figure drenched and hurt..
So i couldnt just leave him out there in the elements so i let him come in but also my trusty cricket bat was still in my hand...you can never be to cautious thats my beleif..
I could see he wasnt going to be an bother really because he looked like he had been shot he had an wound in his shoulder ..i stoked up my wood fire as i had plenty inside
i would have called an doctor but the lines were down and it was just him and i...
So i went and got out my little medical bag and boiled an kettle as i had to remove the bullet..i sterilised the knife and got some old clean rags and bandages out of the cupboard...i asked if he would like an stiff drink and he said no he wanted to feel what i was doing..he was either crazy or brave i havent decided on that yet.i had to sort of straddle him to get to the wound it was grouse i got the knife and made an small cut he didnt even cry out or pass out for that matter..i had an small pair of pinchers that i put into his wound and i pulled the bullet out..you could see he was running an fever because the wound looked like it was an couple of days old i cleaned up the wound and stitched it up with the other thing i could find which was fishing line..i remembered i had some antibiotics in the bathroom so i gave him an couple straight away and then every couple of hours repeated the process...he fell asleep not long after i had done the job and i couldnt stay awake much longer and i curled up on my rug near the fire and was soon asleep...
The next morning he seemed to be sleeping like an baby i had to check his wound and as i approached he pulled me towards him and asked where was he?..and i told him he was very grateful for what i had done for him but he had to go in an couple of days ..after an week he had recovered from his gunshot wound and said he was going to be forever in my debt..i said that i was glad that he was able to get on his way...he never did tell me his name but then again i didnt ask.."ask no questions you get no lies"...so off he went on his way and i felt that this was my calling..to help and not to expect anything in return..sorry girls this aint an hot one..not every fantasy has to be around sexy thoughts now does it?...
KimonoSoul
Wacky on the Junk
Here you go my dear ones!
Sorry! It's been awhile....I believe I was still in the bath...all wet, hot, and steamy!!
I feel myself being lifted from the tub and wrapped in a huge, fluffy towel. I allow my head to rest against Steven's shoulder as he carries me back to my bed. He unwraps the towel, and gently rolls me over onto my belly. He drizzles a bit of warm oil on my back, and with long, gentle strokes, begins to rub the oil into my skin. Steven kneads my muscles, working his way down my spine to my hips. He massages each leg from hip to knee, knee to foot. I groan as he turns me over onto my back. Through half-closed eyes, I watch him oil his palms. He reached for my arm, massaging it from shoulder to elbow, elbow to hand, where he worked each individual joint of each finger. After working the my other arm, Steven slid his hands across my chest, down my belly to my hips, then moving on to the front sides of my legs, moving from hip to knee, knee to foot. (What expert training on the foot massage...no tickling!) When he finished my massage, Steven dressed me in a loose gauzy robe, and propped me up on some pillows. "If my queen wishes to rest now, I'll take my leave....."
I am so relaxed, I cannot move, not to mention speak. I manage in a hoarse whisper "Stay....."
That will have to hold you guys for now!
Sorry! It's been awhile....I believe I was still in the bath...all wet, hot, and steamy!!
I feel myself being lifted from the tub and wrapped in a huge, fluffy towel. I allow my head to rest against Steven's shoulder as he carries me back to my bed. He unwraps the towel, and gently rolls me over onto my belly. He drizzles a bit of warm oil on my back, and with long, gentle strokes, begins to rub the oil into my skin. Steven kneads my muscles, working his way down my spine to my hips. He massages each leg from hip to knee, knee to foot. I groan as he turns me over onto my back. Through half-closed eyes, I watch him oil his palms. He reached for my arm, massaging it from shoulder to elbow, elbow to hand, where he worked each individual joint of each finger. After working the my other arm, Steven slid his hands across my chest, down my belly to my hips, then moving on to the front sides of my legs, moving from hip to knee, knee to foot. (What expert training on the foot massage...no tickling!) When he finished my massage, Steven dressed me in a loose gauzy robe, and propped me up on some pillows. "If my queen wishes to rest now, I'll take my leave....."
I am so relaxed, I cannot move, not to mention speak. I manage in a hoarse whisper "Stay....."
That will have to hold you guys for now!
No, Heather, you're absolutely right--it does not have to be sexual to be a fantasy. I liked this a lot, Heather. I thought it was very sweet.ORANGATUANG said:
You reversed the role he usually plays in a movie--that of the rescuer. You helped him, saved his life, forever left an impression on his soul, yet expected nothing in return. A very nice change of pace, Heather. And again, very creative! Of all the ones you've done, no two are anything alike. Well done!
ORANGATUANG
Wildfire
Thanks girls ..
ORANGATUANG
Wildfire
Ohhhh that will get the girls dreaming Suzi..me too ....good night ..
Purplelotus1
Active Member
He's all yours Suzi . Take him.