My
mother always told me never to talk to strangers, so why in the world was I
going to meet this guy that I had met online.
My mother would have a bird if she knew about this.
I had meet the guy, on one of the online chat forms that I frequent,
keeps my mind going on those lonely nights.
Normally I would just talk online, I had a rule of never giving out my
address or phone number, and I still haven’t well not really.
I started talking to this guy on Friday, he was just someone to talk to
while time passed at work, he lived in the city, worked a few blocks away, he
was younger, he was funny, he was there!
Saturday,
the day was boring, I was trying to study, but was falling asleep, so I logged
on to chat, he was there. He was
working, they were busy trying to get some date base done, but in between we
chatted all day, we had a great time, I have never laughed so much in my life.
I casually mentioned that I was going to a movie and how much I hated
going by myself, I finally asked if he wanted to come along. To my amazement he
agreed, we made plans to meet at the theatre close by both are places, and to
have a good time. I was able to
send him a picture, so he did know what I looked like, but I had no idea at all
what he looked like. This was going
to be an interesting evening.
A
couple hours later, we meet at the theatre, he was tall and dark, he was
gorgeous. We watched a comedy, we laughed our way through the movie, shared some
popcorn and a drink. Our hands
touched, sparks light the theatre it was obvious that we both felt the same way.
After the movie was over, we decided it would be a great evening to walk home.
The stars and the moon were out bright and lead us home. As we walked we
talked, told each other about our lives, our dreams, we held hands, we wrapped
our arms around each other. Soon we
were at my place.
Of
course I invited him in, of course we had something to drink, of course his lips
found mine. It was the sweetest tasting kiss, it seemed to last an eternality.
Our tongues danced together for what seemed like hours, his hands running
through my hair, and rubbing my neck. Slowly
his fingers traced down my neck, and down my chest drawing slow circles and
designs over my chest. Finally he unbuttoned my shirt and softly fondled my
breasts, he leaned me back so that he could run his tongue down my neck to my
breasts. He slowly stared to lick and suck my nipples, even through the lace bra
my nipples were hard and getting harder. I could feel a heat and a pulse spread
over my body, from my neck, down my chest, to the very center of my body. I
could feel my heart beating in my clit, I could feel it swelling, I could just
imagine you touching me, and then you were.
Just like in a dream, you were touching my clit, pressing, rubbing, and
slowly you slide your fingers down into my wet, hot, box, slowly one finger, and
then two. As you sense my urgency ,
you speed up. Wanting only to
please me, but I stop you, I want more, I want to taste your cock, I want to
suck it make it hard. I lead you up
to the bedroom, where we undressed, the
moonlight streaming in a soft glow on the bed, just enough that we can see each
other. After all the clothes are
off, I lay you down on the bed, and take your cock into my mouth, slowly, at
first just the tip, my tongue circling around the head, then slowly inch by inch
taking it all in, I can feel you getting even harder.
I take my time, I want to keep you as close to the edge as I can. You
have had as much as you can handle so you want to make me want you as much as
you want me, you lay me down on the bed, kiss your way down my neck, my breasts,
to my clit. You run your tongue over me, circling, probing, driving me crazy.
You can sense that I am so
close to the edge, you slowly trace your tongue up this time, up to my breasts,
up my neck, to my lips, you kiss me passionately.
You slowly slide your cock into me, I feel you stretching me, I feel
every inch of you enter me, then you pull away. Only to start over again, and again. It starts out slowly but soon the need to reach the ultimate
place of true ecstasy , takes over and we find yourselves, matching each others
rhythm , completely in sync, it builds and builds, until we both reach the peak
of desire. After several minutes, we
finally come down and fall asleep in each others arms.
The next morning, I wake to find a red rose on the
pillow beside me, I can only hope that the dream of night before will allow
itself to become a reality, for now, I go back to sleep to relive the dream
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