Yes, and you’re very swollen, aroused for me. Isn’t that so, V?
My breath was erratic. God he was so fucking hot.
Yes, swollen and sensitive and getting wetter.
Be my eyes, V. What are your fingertips doing?
They’re tracing slow circles around my clit, a corresponding action to what your hand is doing.
I come closer and sit next to you lying there so succulent and desirable. I’m entranced. The motion of your fingers over shimmering rose-hued flesh draws me closer still.
Come closer, closer...
I’m inches away. You’ve sped up, your fingers a blur as they work your hard little nub.
Closer...
I abandon my cock for a time and lay my head on the silk of your inner thigh. I must tell you, the hot scent of you quickens my pulse.
Breathe me in, fill your lungs with my arousal.
It’s more real to me than my own cock thrumming against your leg. I can’t help myself, V. I gently hump against you like a lust-crazed dog.
I whimpered softly, one hand petting my sex, the other trying to compose the next sentence with three fingers.
I feel your cock against my leg...the heat and firmness compelling me to slip two fingers inside my pussy, only to pull them out to show you. Do you see how turned on I am?
God yes. I see your fingers slick and wet. Sink them in your pussy again, deeper now, all the way to your knuckles. You’re so unbelievably tight, V. My cock reacts. I feel my heart beating in my hard length. Slip another finger in, and stretch yourself wide for me. Yesss...show me your fingers now. Let me lick them.
I was panting.
I bury my fingers into my slick depths, one, then two and now...three. My left hand rolls my clit between my fingers. I can’t help myself. My fingers withdraw, wet, slippery...taste me.
Yess, I taste you. I suck your fingers dry remembering our shared kiss seasoned with our desire. Use your fingers to tease your plump pink nipples now. My fingers have other things to do. I lay on my belly between your open thighs and both hands spread you wide...Open, little flower, let me see you.
For some reason those words made me gush. I was soaked now.
I moan as your large hands splay me, feeling exposed, throbbing even more than a moment ago. My wetness is dripping from my pussy now. I know you see.
Mmm, yes, I see. There is no part of you I cannot see now. One fingertip flicks back and forth over your clit. It’s so hard, V, like a little chip of flint. And here, the tiny hole is sensitive too, and here...a tight rosette. But this, this is the place my body longs to slide into. Feel the emphasis of my words as two large fingers sheath themselves in the delicious, warm tightness of your pussy. You know what comes next, lover.
Tell me what comes next. I learned before to not take for granted where your mind may take us.
I felt him smile.
Yes, that’s correct. I did tell you to anticipate, didn’t I? Then feel this... My face draws close, my breath warm against your splayed flesh wrapped so tightly around my fingers. They are no longer still. Feel them slowly pumping in...out... Your tight muscles grip me. My cock throbs waiting its turn to be wrapped in these exquisite ridges and slippery walls, but today, this time, is just for you. I draw your clit into the heat of my mouth. I feel your body tremble and suck firmly in response.
Oh fuck yes.
I roll my nipples, the sensation running like electricity through live wires straight to my clit. Feel my heart beating wildly now. My clit is a pulse point. Lick me, please...Lick.
I ran to my bedroom, grabbed my electric wand and darted back. I plugged the cord into the surge protector under my desk, the sliding platform for my keyboard tearing at my hair. I didn’t care what it took to be able to augment his words with my vibrator. I wrote:
I can’t help myself. I brought my vibrator.
Mmm. Oh yes, my darling, I want you to come for me. I want to feel your body convulse in ecstasy. I want to lap you as your shudders subside. Now, my sweet, turn it on now and read my words. Don’t reply until you’re done.
I sat back, parted my cleft with one hand and positioned the wand’s head with the other. One leg tossed over the arm of the chair. I read his words...
You feel my fingers move, curling upward to press the cluster of nerves. My other hand comes into play now. Two more fingers slip inside. What a gloriously tight fit you are, like a hand in a glove. Four fingers wide now, V. Only now do I start to lick, and you taste magnificent.
I turned the wand to low...the buzzzzzz seizing me. His words filled my mind, and intense sensation filled my loins.
Yes, you taste and smell wonderful, V. Yes, that is my tongue you feel so firmly. Flat, hard licks, faster... and faster... swirling over your flint-hard nub. Oh, you’re so wet, so scented, so fucking hot. I want you, V. I haven’t wanted a woman this badly in a very long time.
I licked my lips, my breath coming in short little pants now. My nerves were stretched taut.
I pull my fingers from your heat and replace them with both thumbs. I drag my entire face over your pussy, licking, biting, sucking your swollen lips deep into my mouth, coating myself with your incredibly hot scent...
I turned it to high and my legs began to tremble.
I feel your body trembling. I feel your tight pussy contracting around my thumbs. My palms cup your bottom, lifting you to my mouth like a rich dessert. I want you to come. I want to drink your pleasure from this sensual chalice of yours. Come, lovely V, shower me.
“I’m coming,” I murmured to the screen, the words awkward as I typed them out with one hand.
Come for me. Come now.
His sensual command seized me. It started in my lower belly, this hot unfurling sensation. The tingle grew and grew, and suddenly, my back arched. I cried out into the quiet of the house as my body went rigid, my chair nearly tipping me to the floor. The glorious sensation cooled yet still danced over me like gauze in a breeze. I drew a ragged breath then typed the words he was waiting for.
I did come. Like fireworks actually.
No, precious V, not nearly enough. Tell me in vivid detail how.
If I do, will you come too?
Sensual creature that you are, I couldn’t help but do so.
I smiled.
Yes, I came. I parted my pussy lips and pressed the head of the wand firmly against my clit. My body recoiled at the chill of it, but the extreme sensation was exactly what I needed to feel there and so pressed harder. I first set it to low and read your vivid imagery. I could feel you there feasting sensually between my legs.
I read more, seeing you, feeling you lift me to your mouth. The sensation started gathering then...that’s how it feels. It’s a gathering that radiates outward from my sex to the far reaches of my nerve endings...and builds...builds...then it grips me. The sharp, intense tingle contracts my muscles and arches my back as all sensation rushes back to that point. I cried out when the orgasm washed over me. I’m soaking wet now, and it’s because of you. I want you to come for me.
Stroke your magnificent cock. I know it fills your hand. Cup your balls with the other, pretend it’s me there, caressing you as you stroke hard...just for me. Were I there I would watch you, every action, every drip. I’d lick your little male nipples and you’d feel the sweep of my red-gold hair over your belly. I’d kneel between your legs and lick your balls while you pumped your cock hard. Come now.
Oh, my extraordinary lover V. Yes, I came to your words, to the images that flow from you like manna from heaven. Just a moment, lovely one. Brb.
I smiled at the waiting chat box. “You went to wipe up, didn’t you?”
I’m back.
Thank you, I told him sincerely.
Oh, sweetheart, we are by no means finished.
The sentence implied there was more to come. And the thought thrilled me beyond belief...
Oh? I asked, my chest feeling oddly tight. I briefly examined the sensation. Yes, I had this familiar flutte
r before, years before. I was falling head over heels.
I have a question... How came you to be this sensual creature?
I smiled and shook my head to myself. I couldn’t begin to say actually. I think I’ve always been drawn to imagery. Is that what you mean?
Your ability to paint living hues with words is unlike anything I’ve experienced before. It’s quite hot, V. Quite hot.
Thank you. That seems to be a talent of yours as well. I’m enjoying our “discussions” immensely.
As am I. Words can be very intimate if used to their full potential—as we’ve just experienced.
Oh yeah, I said to myself. Feeling the chat might have opened a door to friendship, at least a tiny bit anyway, I said, I know you are a proficient wordsmith. I know you have a knack with a phrase that can play my imagination like a fiddle...
LOL And you’re wondering about me the man, eh?
Grinning I replied, I’d be lying if I said no.
Then let’s do in chat what we began in our email correspondence. You tell me one thing about you the woman, and I will follow with one thing about me the man. Does this sound appealing?
Lol How is it I can ask first and you still manage to get me to take the first turn?
Touché. All right, I live northwest of Chicago. And you live...?
My heart fluttered. I wasn’t sure I wanted to say. Oh, I did on one hand, but the safer rational side of my brain stalled.
V?
Yes, I’m still here. I live in Wisconsin. I had a feeling we were in the same time zone.
:) Hello, neighbor.
:) Hello.
Your turn, V. What else do you want to know?
I wanted to know if he were single, instead I asked, You took the day off. What type of work do you do every day?
Before we share more of ourselves I think we need to get more comfortable. I suggest we pull these petal-strewn blankets back and snuggle in my bed. Come, lovely V, lay your head in the crook of my arm as we chat.
I smiled. He still wanted to play. And in that moment I wanted to play too.
I snuggle my naked body next to yours under the rose-scented coverlet, one bare leg tossed casually over yours. I feel your arm wrap around me, your fingertips lightly sweeping the side of my breast. My arm crosses your belly. Snuggled beside you like this, I find I have the urge to toy with your semi-flaccid cock. I do so. I hope you don’t mind...
My body rises to your knowing touch, and I am left to ponder how it is you’ve managed this sensual alchemy as my body is so recently spent. My hips lift ever so slightly, a blatant invitation to your hand. I kiss your head, the scent of your hair adding fuel to the growing fire your fingers are expertly tending, my hand gently lifting the red-gold strands to my lips. I can’t help but kiss the silk.
I thrilled. He was getting hard again so soon after coming. “Oh you are sooo sexy,” I told him though he couldn’t hear me. I had forgotten all about the question I had asked.
My hand curls around the base of your cock. I lightly squeeze you. The blood pumped back into your veins with my action comes rushing back with full force when I release you. You swell. What a marvelous male creature you are. I cup your balls, delighting in the loose, fully spent velvet of you. There are so many parts of you to play with. I find I want to touch them all and make them mine for a time.
Ah, my beauteous sensual lover, yes, make it so. My body is yours to explore. I give my all over to your waiting hands. What will you do with free rein I wonder? You must fill my mind with details.
Details? I whisper in your ear. The devil is in the details, and I am she. My hand closes on you once more in illustration.
That particular comment made my cock surge to fullness and sent a shiver down my spine. Go on, devil V, cast your spell, take my body but leave my soul.
No. I want your soul as well. I rise up, my lips kissing along the side of your neck, my tongue tracing your ear and biting you softly. I feel you squirm. Your hands move to embrace me, and I capture your wrists and press them to the bed at your sides. Oh, that’s nothing...wait...
Mmm...yes, my sweet. Devour me if that is your will.
Yes, I will...slowly...inch by inch... You feel me lick your little nipples. I hear your soft gasp as my teeth worry the little nubs then cool your flesh by licking and softly blowing upon them. You’re covered with goose bumps. Are you feeling chilled? Perhaps I can warm you.
Oh yes, my temptress, you can warm me… Of this I have no doubt. And now look what you have wrought. My cock is hard and dripping excitedly. Yes, I do believe you are a devil to tempt me so. Have your way with me, my imaginative beauty.
I laughed.
And will you pay the price?
Price, V?
The price to keep your soul.
No.
Grinning, I wrote a challenge,
By the time I am done with you, I will have it, you know.
Sweetheart, I’m stronger than you realize.
That was a gauntlet at my feet if I ever saw one. I broke into a big smile, loving that he made me find myself, find my imagination again.
LOL We shall see then, won’t we?
Yes, I admit your wordcraft is spectacular. My body has responded, and my mind thrilled more than once since our first meeting. But, sweet angelic V, it will take much to bring me to my knees and convince me to hand over my soul.
Angelic? Existence is filled with dualities, and as mere mortals, we must admit there would be no light without the dark, or dark without the light. This duality of existence was created for a reason I think. It makes sex fluid and spectacular, for if not, then why does it dance upon our minds like it does? As a would-be devil I freely embrace the concept of light and dark. Mmm, but I digress...
Empty threats, little demon, I see nothing yet...
Then see this imagery, my doubting fellow. The scene has changed. You are no longer upon your petal-strewn sheets but in my bed.
I love your décor, all fiery reds, a bit warm down here, eh?
I laughed out loud.
Not nearly as warm as it will be.
As I’ve said...I see nothing yet...
I bit my lip.
You find yourself stretched out on my very comfortable bed of red satin. What’s this? Your wrists are tied to my headboard and you wear a blindfold. My, my, what a predicament. And look, is that a hard cock I see for my efforts?
Yes, temptress, it is very hard all of a sudden. I must ask why have you tied and blindfolded me here.
Why, to remove one sense to enhance the others, of course. You’ll have to anticipate rather than see me. You’ll have to feel me with every other nerve of your body and not your fingers.
LOL I may have been in error to challenge you, V.
I grinned.
Nervous, are we?
Trembling with excitement here at my desk, sweetheart.
I lean into you and kiss your lips. My tongue finds yours and coils around it, lightly sucking. My lips shower your face with kisses, your cheeks, your forehead, your chin... I whisper against your skin, Yesss...tremble for me. You can end this you know. Just sign my paper that releases your soul to my care.
I shake my head, my cock and rational mind at odds.
I gently nip and bite a path over your skin. I work your nipples again and all over your chest and belly, then suddenly stop. My gray eyes survey the effect. You’re covered with my love bites now and seeing them makes my eyes sparkle. I like you prettied up this way.
And I’m as hard as granite now. I think I like this wicked side of you, V.
I lay on top of you, trapping your ship’s spar of a cock between my thighs. You buck up at me, presumably to take any sensation your cock can find, and fall short of the mark. No, shadow lover, there is much more to come before your cock slides home. I make my descent... The sweep of my red-gold hair tickles your belly and bare thighs as I move all the way to the bottom of the bed. I kiss the soft tops of your feet over your ankles. I incline my he
ad slightly, thinking. I’m tempted to tie your legs wide as well, but I think you won’t fight my sensual journey. Am I right?
I couldn’t possibly stop you now...
I smiled knowing my words were having an impact. I could feel his body in my mind, feel how hard he was. And I was soaking wet with wanting him.
I kiss your knee and higher. Your legs spread for me as I knew they would. I lay on my belly between them with soft lips kissing your inner thighs as I slowly climb to the center, pressing and parting your warm velvet balls with the flat of my tongue, following the soft wrinkled line to the most sensitive place I seek. I press into you. Your body tightens as I find the head of your cock, the sensitive underside exposed and vulnerable. You’re wet. I lick you there, and your body flexes forward.
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