The city of lights- You wanted Paris and I wanted you…
You wanted Paris and I wanted you. “Night conversation”
Best talks are when the moon is out and time in not be counted.
She wanted Paris and I wanted her.- Chapter one….
Her eyes like dancing stars exploding into the night sky.
Her soft hand holding mine tightly.
She whispered, You promised me Paris and wild nights.
I want the old city of lights.
I want to make love in silk sheets and soft blankets.
I want the strong coffee and to sit in view of the river.
Watching you write poetry.
I want to tease you in my long dress, opening my legs for you.
Allowing you to see my bare legs and secret places, free from the shackle of panties. I want you to see me and write freely, I want to make you mad with the hunger to take me at will.
I embraced my beautiful and sweet Katie and told her.
If you want Paris. I want Paris too.
I yearn to see your legs opening wide making me smile and dream.
I want to find raw hunger exploring new places to touch and discover.
My sweet Katie smiled as she came to me and whispered,
Your will is my command.
You are mine and I’m yours. Please take what you need my kind lover.
I write the saga of my imagination in my journal making me wish for things I cannot have.
The wisps of need grows with time teasing, touching memories.
I wanted beauty at my feet. I dreamed of places of chaos and no control.
I dreamed of Katie with her face resting in my lap, looking up with a shy smile.
Saying words with beautiful eyes that didn’t need to be spoken.
She wanted Paris and I wanted her. I had dreams of beauty at my feet. Her hunger make me live and come alive again. I told beautiful Katie.
You are the sweet wine to set my mind free and the fire in the cold night to warm
my body and spirit.
You will have Paris and I will have you.
The train ride to Paris…. Chapter two…
We took the train to Paris. The easy morning train left Stuttgart at 8 am.
She worn a silk blue blouse and a knee-high skirt. Her full breasts shown proudly
through the thin material.
She asked me. Johnnie, do you think I’m sexy? Am I beautiful? Comes a line of no return, my lover.”
She took my hand to her legs and she opened her legs enough for my hand to enter into
the tenderness of warm flesh and she closed her legs tightly. She gave me a smile of I need
you now. I saw in her eyes her want and her demand. She whispered. Don’t stop lover, I need
to fall into your touch. I want to feel alive.
Sweet Katie told me as I caressed her wetness as she moved with my fingers, her aroused vagina moving and trying to grasp hand and fist. Baby, can’t control the sea. Can’t control the wind and you cannot control the want of a free woman. I want to know no limits. Love is a million mile journey. Good to be the prey or sometime be the predator. Softness will lead to hardness. Gentleness will lead to the want to test the body and increase the excitement. I need your hands and lips upon me now. Make me feel your need and want now!
She leans against me as I increased the speed and the movement of my hand. She closed her eyes as I entered into the warmth of her tender womb. She kissed my neck and whispered. “Thank you Johnnie for Paris. Paris is where I need to be. My wanton spirit need the old city. I want you to take me by the Seine river. I want you to lift my skirt up and for you to enter me with great force and want. I want us to make the ancient spirits jealous for we have found dangerous love where we are not bounded by rules of locked doors and stable sex. I don’t want stable sex. I want to be locked-ups, ties-up and be force into places of no return.’
Sweet Katie gave me slow and sweet kisses. She opened her eyes and her breathing increased till she released her desperation breath into my willing mouth. She pulled my hand away and she brought my hand to her lips. She kissed each finger and she told me. “You play me like a skilled piano-man. Knowing how to make me feel free and wild.’
I told her. You are my everything. Everything is you. You make my imagination dance into wild and elastic dreams. The wisp of your memory, your face and thinking of you laying nude under sheets of silk. Leave me wanting more and more of you my beautiful love.
Katie looked out the window. Paris was in view now. Katie reached over and she kissed me one. She kissed me twice and she told me. Thank you for Paris.
I did a silence prayer. I knew she wanted Paris and I wanted her near. I thanks the spirit of life and death for her and the city of Paris
The city of lights… Chapter three…
Katie looked beautiful. She was dancing to the music of the street musicians. Her eyes were a-glowed with joy and happiness. I sat on a bench near the Seinte River. The night had a chill in the air and Katie wasn’t affected. The city of Paris was lite-up. The city of lights was alive and well at the midnight hour. We had added layered of clothing to stay warm. There was a gentle breeze tonight and it was a good night to roam the ancient city.
I went to her standing near the bridge and I told her. I needed a triple espresso or Johnnie will fall asleep. She smiled and she agreed. She gave me many long warm and sweet kisses and took my hand and we wandered back into the city. We found a cafe that served wine and coffee. We ordered two triple espressos and we sat in silence watching the night people of Paris walking the busy streets. She asked me. Would Paris be a place to live-in? Or is Paris just myth and dreams alive in heart and mind?
I told her. I have the city of lights when I have you near. You make my days and night come alive.You are my wild child in heart and spirit. You make me want to dance, sing and drink. Celebrate being alive. With you I want to be nude and free. Leave the prison of real life and be what I need to be. She smiled and asked. Do you like when you are the master? Do you like control? Does my body make you know madness with want and need? I kissed her my Katie and I told her.
You are the fire and I’m the wood wanting to know the heat of your body near. I love when you allow me to enjoy your perfect body. You are my masterpiece. When I touch your skin and awake your body. You create a eruption of unending madness. The more I’m in your embrace.The more I need to find you. Master or slave. Your face, the softness of your skin and the hunger of us trying to quiet our want and need. You are everything to me and I’m someone when we become one. I love when I embrace you and stay inside you till the morning light. It is like we found a sanctuary of of true and free love.
Katie drank downs the espresso and she told me. Love is costly Johnnie. You have made great promises. I hope you are not a speaker of false words. Tonight we are tire. Tomorrow morning we will lock the door and leave a do not disturb sign upon the door. I have brought my special negligee, toys and I will demand payment.Tonight we will roam the city and the new coming day. We will stay in the hotel room till 3pm. Johnie, the lovers prayer is simple. You make love till you cannot no-more.
Katie took my hands, kissed them and she told me. Thank you for Paris and sweet dreams.
Night conversation… Chapter four…
We walks till 3 am. We follow the walkways of the night people of Paris. Having no planned destination. Just wandering and hoping for something new and wonderful to see. In the ancient city of Paris. The beauty of the old city will steal your heart and mind with old buildings and beautiful art where-ever the eye could see. We had to take the a taxi back to the hotel. Katie sat close to me. We held silence most of the night. Her eyes and mind was swimming in the amazing scenery of the city of lights..
At the hotel. She stripped down and she went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. I followed her the bathroom and I did the same. Coffee can be very good, it can leave you with a bad taste in mouth. I stood behind her. I watched her perfect body. I told her. You are perfect. Your curves and soft skin make me thankful for you needing me. She turned around and gave me sweet kisses and held me tightly. She whispered. By you needing me, make me want to eat you alive and never allow you to leave my life.
I stripped off my clothing and I joined Katie on the soft bed. I sat on the bed and brought her legs across my lap. I caressed her tire calves and I told her. I want to be inside you. I want to know your enter thoughts and what make you want to live. I want to hear your voice and drift into your skin, eyes and thoughts. I have lofty dreams of you with me forever. You are my Winter love, my Spring hope and my Summer joy. I want us to have 50 seasons of Fall for me to know who you are and ensure you are content. I want us to share espressos on the cold nights and drink icy drinks of Long Islands and margarita in the dead days of heat. She smiled and she questioned me. Inside me? I told her many ways to be inside a person. I want to know if you are sad or content. I want to know if you want dance, quiet time or to make love. I want to know the landscape of your body. I want to caress your skin and know every secret place. You are my joy and energy. I dream of your kiss and embrace in sweet dreams. I awake and I’m honored having your soft and tender body holding me tightly.
Katie smiled and I saw myself in the reflection of her eyes. She told me. You are my Paris, you turn my nights to field trips into rocky and wild places. I love the way you want me to know pleasure over the need of yours to fall into quick and instant satisfaction. You are my day splendor. I love the gift of flowers and how you pay attention to my simple needs and wants. You make me feel important and needed. You look at me with love. I love when you caress my skin and whisper sweet nothings. You are my sweet dream too Johnnie.
I brought her feet up. Kissed her knees and caressed her her stomach and breasts. I told her. We must find sleep or we will waste Paris tomorrow. Her eyes were shining and she told me. Thank you for Paris and sweet dreams. I held her legs tightly against me and told her. You wanted Paris and I wanted you. You have became a sweet dream to a once dying man.
Night conversation- Chapter five…
We walks till 3 am. We follow the walkways of the night people of Paris. Having no planned destination. Just wandering and hoping for something new and wonderful to see. In the ancient city of Paris. The beauty of the old city will steal your heart and mind with old buildings and beautiful art where-ever the eye could see. We had to take the a taxi back to the hotel. Katie sat close to me. We held silence most of the night. Her eyes and mind was swimming in the amazing scenery of the city of lights..
At the hotel. She stripped down and she went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. I followed her the bathroom and I did the same. Coffee can be very good, it can leave you with a bad taste in mouth. I stood behind her. I watched her perfect body. I told her. You are perfect. Your curves and soft skin make me thankful for you needing me. She turned around and gave me sweet kisses and held me tightly. She whispered. By you needing me, make me want to eat you alive and never allow you to leave my life.
I stripped off my clothing and I joined Katie on the soft bed. I sat on the bed and brought her legs across my lap. I caressed her tire calves and I told her. I want to be inside you. I want to know your enter thoughts and what make you want to live. I want to hear your voice and drift into your skin, eyes and thoughts. I have lofty dreams of you with me forever. You are my Winter love, my Spring hope and my Summer joy. I want us to have 50 seasons of Fall for me to know who you are and ensure you are content. I want us to share espressos on the cold nights and drink icy drinks of Long Islands and margarita in the dead days of heat. She smiled and she questioned me. Inside me? I told her many ways to be inside a person. I want to know if you are sad or content. I want to know if you want dance, quiet time or to make love. I want to know the landscape of your body. I want to caress your skin and know every secret place. You are my joy and energy. I dream of your kiss and embrace in sweet dreams. I awake and I’m honored having your soft and tender body holding me tightly.
Katie smiled and I saw myself in the reflection of her eyes. She told me. You are my Paris, you turn my nights to field trips into rocky and wild places. I love the way you want me to know pleasure over the need of yours to fall into quick and instant satisfaction. You are my day splendor. I love the gift of flowers and how you pay attention to my simple needs and wants. You make me feel important and needed. You look at me with love. I love when you caress my skin and whisper sweet nothings. You are my sweet dream too Johnnie.
I brought her feet up. Kissed her knees and caressed her her stomach and breasts. I told her. We must find sleep or we will waste Paris tomorrow. Her eyes were shining and she told me. Thank you for Paris and sweet dreams. I held her legs tightly against me and told her. You wanted Paris and I wanted you. You have became a sweet dream to a once dying man.
Katie thoughts- Chapter six…
The city of lights fell to the morning dawn. Katie held a tight embrace watching the morning sun rise. She needed to feel Johnnie near. She knew he was insane and crazy. He was walking a tight-rope with no safety net. She was keeping him balanced and safe. She remembered where they met six months ago. She had found him on the early bus to Vienna, Austria. She was living in Stuttgart and working. He was sitting alone writing poetry. She sat next to him and she asked him. Was it okay for me to sit with you? He smiled and shook his head in agreement. It was a cold day in Germany today. She wore a sweater and long dress. She knew he gave her a deep look and he smiled. Returning to his journal. She touched his shoulder and introduced herself. I’m Katie from London. He took her hand and held it. He told her. My name is Johnnie. A AWOL soldier escaping to the border. She laughed and she asked him why was he traveling alone? He smiled and told her. All his friends were drunks, don’t like the morning sun. I like to test the wines of Europe. Vienna is my favorite city. A lot of wine to taste and friendly people. She smiled and told him. My friends are the same. No-one is a early riser. She gave her best English smile and asked him. You can be my chaperon today. Keep me safe? He smiled and agreed. He told her. It would be my honor to escort a beautiful English lady. She smiled and told him. Flattery will get you everywhere. She asked him what was he writing? He looked into her blue eyes and told her. Just words no-one will read. Poetry and story for peace, love and hate. She reached over and kissed his cheek. She told him. I write poetry and story too. She fell asleep into the four hour journey leaning against him. He wrapped his arm around her. She felt safe with him. In Vienna, she held his hand and he treated her with respect. They returned to Vienna almost every Saturday for many months. He would read her poetry and edit them. They would discuss writers and seek ancient places to see and take some photos. He found out her love for Paris in her poetry. She loved how he looked at her. She felt rare and beautiful in his eyes.
She learn from his friends. He wasn’t seeking the right things. He volunteered for every dangerous mission. He was walking a dangerous line. He didn’t fear death. He was looking for it. He didn’t believe in love once. He told her . Love promises were made to be broken. She knew she opened a place closed for many years.
The city of Paris was coming alive. She heard the movement of people in the hotel and outside. She kissed his forehead and she whispered. Johnnie, almost the noon hour. He turned around and he kissed her. He moved down toward her breast. He leaned against her breasts and grasp her butt, fell asleep again. She held him close and remembered him telling her. I was successful in business once. Two brothers committed suicide made me change my life. I sold and gave everything away. War started and I wanted a escape. War allowed you to escape and find new reasons to live. I needed real reasons to be alive. She held him like a baby. She knew people were built on sand, not rock. Can easily be moved or destroyed by a delicate wind.
He awoke and he kissed her salty skin and moved to her lips of old red wine. He whispered, we need a long shower and to brush our teeth my lovely. Katie gave him a deviant smile and told him. We have a old European bathtub. We can shower first and soak in the large bathtub. He gave her his big Michigan smile and told her. Your pleasure is my pleasure. Katie was a European woman. Her body with perfect curves and womanly body. He told her often. Woman need meat on their bones. Give a man something to digest and hold. I love your legs and thighs. When you walk the allure of your amazing legs and the movement of your hips make me want to steal you away and make love to you till we cannot move no-more.
“Then shall thy circling arms embrace and clip my naken body, and thy balmy lip. Bathe me in the juices of your kisses, whose perfume like a religious incense shall consume.”
Thomas Carew
“I will enjoy thee now, my celia, come and fly with me to love’s Elysium.”
Thomas Carew
He washed her softly and slowly. The heat of the water and the tenderness of the touch left her weak and content. Using his hands he spread from feet to upper back the soap. Paying attention to very part of her body. He paid attention to her legs and butt. She allowed him to treat her like a Goddess. She knew he loved her and he wanted her to feel needed and alive. She turned around and he kissed her stomach. He begin washing each foot with care. Ensuring his slow movement enticed her skin. He slowly move to calves and perfect legs. He soaped up her breasts. He washed them and teased them with pinch and touch. She whispered Johnnie. If you are not careful. May have to skip the bath. Johnnie told her. We have five more days in Paris. Time to do everything you want. She smiled and told him. It is my turn my lover. Johnnie told her. After I wash you hair and I will be yours. He washed her auburn hair with flowery shampoo. She turned to him. Bringing her body close. She whispered. Thank you for Paris and being with me.
She wanted Paris and I wanted her- Chapter seven…
“Then shall thy circling arms embrace and clip my naken body, and thy balmy lips. Bathe me in juices of kisses, whose perfume like a religious incense shall comsume”
Thomas Carew
I held her close in the warm bubbly water. Katie was in a deep meditation. I watched her and she opened her eyes slowly. She asked me. Where do we go from here? Will I make you content tomorrow, next week or next year? Am I enough to keep safe and sound? I kissed her neck and her face and I told her. We can go as far as you want. You are my wall of safety in the wild and crazy world. You are my place to rest. I can be weak and strong with you. I want to be the same for you. You are my only sweetness and kindness I know. I yearn to see you as soon as I close the door and leave for work. I want to hold you again. My goal is to make you know you are my joy and my happiness.
She touched my lips with her fingers and she told me. Word mean little honey. I need solid evident. You must carry me to the silk sheets and make me beg for mercy. You must show me I’m everything to you. I’m your world and only pleasure.
I kissed my sweet Katie. I lifted her out of the bathtub. I slowly dried her with a large towel from beautiful feet to hair gently. I caressed and kissed her soft skin and enjoyed the view of her perfect body. I caressed the curves of her womanly body with gentle touch and appreciation. I dried myself off and I picked her up. I pick her up and I carry her to the bed. I gently release her to the sot bed and we fell together upon the bed. She gave me many tender sweet kisses and she whispered. Thank you for Paris my love.
Coyote/John Castellenas