By the time he could tear his eyes away from her timeless expression, her fingers had reached their destination below her waist and were slowly moving in circles around her puffy lips. One finger slipped inside- deep inside, and as she withdrew it he could see a sliver of her pink interior. She dipped it in again, a little faster and a little deeper, rotating her finger and wrist together. Steve felt his own erection straining mercilessly at the cotton he was wearing. He was terrified that someone would wake up and notice him peeking in, but he couldn’t tear himself away, so he took the more daring road and slipped inside of the partially opened door, as quickly and quietly as possible. Aurele didn’t seem to notice- she was too involved with herself to have any conception of the outside world. Now that he had a little privacy, Steve couldn’t resist the urge to ease his erection into his fist and release the tension. This was without a doubt the sexiest thing he had ever seen, and he just couldn’t help himself, despite being worried about her finishing and catching him. He tried to think up some excuses, but he couldn’t and he didn’t care. His desire for her screamed from so many different levels that he couldn’t ignore it, and he’d never have this chance again. Besides, there was still the chance that she wanted him to see this…
Her finger was still searching inside, but with more intensity- she began using two, and her gentle thrusts steadily rose in speed. Her other hand had been roaming around her chest, but now she touched her neck and thigh with it before sliding it down the top of her slit and then back up, finding her delicate clit as she sighed, almost moaned, a little louder than she had before. She matched the pace between her hands, circling and massaging her clit in rhythm with her pumping arm. She seemed to be losing herself in it- she looked a little unsteady on her feet and she braced her head against the tile wall. Steve was caught up in her- he began stroking himself at the same speed as she was going. His other hand caught the base of his dick, trying to contain the excitement and not lose it before she did.
Aurele had sensed him enter the room, but she didn’t care. She hadn’t been this turned on in months, and she was loving every minute that she spent on herself. Her fingers moved with speed and precision, knowing exactly how gentle her body needed them to be and the right patterns to bring out the sharp waves of pleasure that preceded the flood that she knew was coming. She leaned forward against the tile, bracing herself for it. She felt it building deep inside her, from her mind that so badly wanted release, to her thighs that reaped the pleasure. She built and built and built herself up, slowing down occasionally to heighten the periods of speed, to the point that she could barely contain herself. The hot water out of the showerhead fell on her open lips, rolling across her collarbone. She pressed her nipples against the cold tile wall, craving the stimulation and getting it from the amazing temperature difference between the water and the wall. She was lost in the ladder she was climbing, and swiveled her wrist around to allow a third of her fingers to enter herself, not losing the pace or the intensity. She felt herself going over the edge, flung from the waves onto a cloud, forgetting everything around her. She let out a squeal, luckily not loud enough to wake anyone because she wouldn’t have noticed. She continued directly pressing her clit sideways, and arched her fingers inside her towards the outside, searching for the spot, wiggling, rotating, searching, and finding, and she massaged the sensuous skin inside of herself, feeling the lithe pink walls of her pussy contract around her fingers as she came- stronger and stronger, she arched her head into the air and squealed again as spasms raced through her body, radiating from her dripping pussy and reaching every part of herself. A small stream of fluids made it’s way down the interior of her leg, lost in the streams of water, as she continued to circle and stroke through her climax.
Steve saw the signs of the building in her, as she let out a small squeal and broke her head from the wall into the air. He let himself feel it unrestrained, not worried about losing himself anymore. He found a box of tissues, and readied one hand with one so as to not make a mess. He dared not close his eyes, but he focused more intently on Aurele in the shower, imagining the way she felt right then. The female orgasm was a beautiful thing, and most beautiful coming out of this girl that he cared about and was so incredibly attracted to. She squealed again and he knew she was there, and his fingers moved with incredible speed along his shaft, bringing all of his desire out and converting it into a feeling that had never been this strong. He wanted to take in all of this, observe, and drink it in and store it as something beautiful that could never be taken away from him. So he watched her even as he spasmed, leaving himself behind and giving into the feeling that she had created in him. His climax was deep, and he shivered. The deep, slow spasms continued much longer than he expected, and as he finished she was moving her hands away from her sensitive areas, cupping her face and bracing her back as she fought the weakness in her legs. He found the trashcan and disposed of the tissue. Somehow he still felt fresh, as if his eyes had just taken in a symphony that no one could understand but everyone could feel. He needed to become a part of it, he needed to tell her how he felt, and not let her slip away to a college away from him. She was something remarkable, from every point of view, and the way he felt was remarkable, and he didn’t care about the possibilities for rejection anymore. He approached the glass curtain and started to slide it open. Aurele’s eyes were still closed; she was still straining to regain stable footing. As if to help her, Steve put his arm across her back, taking some of her weight, and touched her cheek with the other, turning her face towards his own.
“I knew you were there,” she said, eyes still closed. “I wanted you to be there. Secretly, for a long time…”
Her sentence trailed away, and he cut her off. “You’re so amazing, Aurele, I never really fully realized it. I just want to be as much of a part of your life as I can be, even if it’s not for very long.”
She opened her eyes, smiling at him because he was exactly what she needed, exactly what she had wanted for so long but could never find. She had opened herself to him on the last remaining level and he had responded like the men of her dreams always had- with passion, caring, appreciation, and understanding. They kissed underneath the flowing showerhead, slowly and passionately.
The End.
The Visit
I stand there in the crowd but alone in My thoughts. I am here to pick up My gem on O/our first meeting. I stand there waiting, anticipation building. After a year together online, W/we are finally able to meet in person. As good as it is there, will it transfer over? The doubt that A/all carry with them.
Finally I see her coming toward Me. A smile crosses My face; yes she listens well. Before she had left I requested that she purchase a special outfit for O/our meeting. Looking down the ramp I see her dressed in the blue corset style top and matching mid thigh skirt. she is showing off for Me. I notice some in the crowd turn and stare at her. It is then she notices Me standing there. I watch a smile spread across her face. she stops and stands there; not crossing the final space between U/us. Once O/our eyes are locked I nod and she comes quickly to Me.
I wrap her in My arms and press My lips to hers. Everything disappears as W/we lose O/ourselves in the kiss. All those months of talking, sharing, becoming O/one molds into that one kiss. Lips grazing and probing; sharing O/our personal passion with each O/other. Finally I pull back,
"Welcome My little one."
"Hello my Grv" she replies with a large smile.
I take her by her hand and lead her off to get her bags.
Finally We are alone again in My truck. Looking over her once more I can not help but show My approval.
"i take it you like the outfit i wore for You" she asks.
"Oh yes, I much approve."
I pull out and head to the house, she has an impish grin on her face, I can tell she is hiding something. As I stop at a light My hand goes to her thigh pulling her legs gently apart. I can see that there is one piece she did not put on.<
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her cheeks flush as she gasps "how did You guess?"
I just smile and slide a hand up. I can tell she is very excited, just as I am. My fingers slowly move over her soft mound. Again she gasps and leans back. My fingers find her slit and spread it open. As I slowly move My finger up and down, the light changes and I move My hand back to drive. she sits there not sure what to do as I drive. Smiling, I start to make small talk about her flight and all.
Then again another light. As soon as We stop My hand is right back where it was, but sliding in and finding her clit. It is already swelling.
"My little one, you are a bit excited."
"Yes My Grv, I have waited for you a long time."
My finger begins to move around the base of her clit, not touching it. I see her relax and lean back once more. Faster and harder I circle, until the light changes again and I pull My hand to drive. I hear her sigh in disappointment.
"How many more lights my Love?" she inquires.
"Why, looking forward to something?" I watch her cheeks go crimson again. she looks out and watches the road, I see a smile cross her face as the light ahead quickly changes from green to yellow, but instead of slowing up , I drive right through it. I can see the disappointment in her eyes and she closes her legs a bit. As We continue the small talk, We get stopped at a train crossing.
We sit there as the train crawls by slowly. Talking and passing the time. I can see she wants to get to the house, but she will not have to wait for that. I reach down and quickly pull up her skirt, at the same time I lean over and place My head in her lap letting My tongue reach out and flick at her clit. All I hear is her oh and a sharp intake of breath. My tongue moves faster over her clit and she lifts her thighs up. Stopping just for a second I look up;
"you will watch and let Me know as soon as the train is gone, if you do not then you will not get what your truly desire when W/we get home."
"Yes My Grv" and I see her eyes look forward but I can see the hope on her face.
My tongue finds her clit, this time wrapping around it as I slid two fingers into her. She is so wet that they slide in easily. Pushing deep and sucking hard it does not take long for her hips to begin to buck. I match My pace with that of the train going by. Sucking her clit hard and holding it in My teeth I flick. her hands come down hand wrap in My hair. she is so close.
"my Grv, please hurry Sir, the end of the train is coming."
I hear her draw in deep as her body shudders. My fingers in deep moving in circles. Sucking in her sweet taste, I feel her cum.
I lean up slowly, the cars next to U/us have no idea. Finally the train moves on, I put the truck in gear and continue on. Yes; what W/we have online has carried over. she and I both know it. I can see in her eyes the anticipation of what is to come.
"My gem, if I have not said it, I am glad you are here."
"Yes my Grv, I could tell. Thank You for the memorable welcome."
This is just the beginning of a wonderful visit.
The End.
Bliss
His meeting took longer than expected and he was late picking me up. Nonetheless I was glad to see him after his busy week. He looked really tired. I was worried that he'd be exhausted since he'd just had a long day at work. But he insisted he was fine and despite a headache, wanted to dance, too. We were supposed to meet 2 girlfriends at Brix, so he decided that we should have dinner at Mezza9.
We caught up with one another on the drive. We chatted endlessly during dinner of grilled seafood which was very very very good. Simply amazing. Pure bliss having that melts in your mouth salmon, juicy lobster. Later on he told me that he could tell that the lobster was very very good just by watching my face *blush* And that he has since found a way to shut me up: because when I put that silver of lobster in my mouth, it was so damn good I couldn't stop luxuriating in it to talk…
I didn't really want to meet up with our girlfriends. I mean, I was enjoying myself thoroughly and didn't want to spoil it…… As much as we wanted to socialise and dance, we decided that we wanted this time together, alone. Fortunately our girlfriends received our blatant hints (kisses to both of you!)
We hit a mental roadblock as to where to go so he drove around while we thought about it. He drove around Orchard, Shenton Way… his hand crawled up my thigh and firmly planted itself in between my thighs… It was a strange sensation being driven in two ways…
He drove slowly as his left hand worked its wonders on my clit. It didn't take too long before I didn't care anymore where we were going. The car was moving, we weren't going to crash and I was on a plateau almost at orgasm. Of course, the fact that I trusted him implicitly helped. My brain stopped working and just concentrated on that hand between my legs.
I shifted my body to accommodate his hand better; He shifted his hand and I wailed my orgasm. It was very strange seeing familiar sights zoom by as you orgasm. The angle wasn't good for him to reach my g-spot but whoa, it was an experience in itself!
He slowed down and parked at Marina. Seat belts off and both of his hands went into play… Mega orgasm time. I came often and hard.
It became way too intense and I begged him to stop. Of course, he wouldn't until I pushed his head away, pushed his hands away.
I dreamily leaned back, wondering what just hit me. He just looked at me and grinned. I sucked his fingers clean and grinned back at him.
We kissed. He ran his hands around my body; up my arms, shoulders, breasts, hips, thighs… beautiful tingling wherever his hands were. Bliss.
I couldn't stop smiling.
We talked some more. I was still floating… it is very difficult to come down from an orgasmic high when you are still being touched so lovingly everywhere. All I was thinking was "oh my god this feels so damn good, am I dreaming?" and "dammit I want to fill my mouth with something other than lobster but ohhh man I just wanna lean back and enjoy this feeling too…"
Of course, I was also longing to be filled… I wanted to feel his warm body next to mine, not separated by the gearshift. I wanted to feel his hips against mine. But I decided to be satisfied by what I could get. After all, would a hotel necessarily be better?
We kissed, talked, necked, chatted, nuzzled, giggled, fondled and eventually conceded that a loo visit was in order. At this point, I hadn't even gone near his crotch yet. He assured me that pleasure was also derived from giving pleasure and watching me in ecstasy.
He drove us to a car park he knew of that had easily accessible loos. After which, he proceeded to drive UP the open multi-storey car park. I was wondering err why are we driving UP? But then, I trust him, so I held up my end of our conversation and didn't think too much of it… until he pulled in right at the top, underneath the cloudy sky, overlooked by office buildings.
Seat belts off and he attacked me again. I was still wet from earlier (though he did ask during the drive if I was "drying up"… I wasn't!). I pulled down the top of my dress and he licked my breasts, suckled at my nipples. His fingers were relentlessly keeping me at orgasmic peak and my legs were weak from the repeated g-spot orgasms. I wouldn't have been able to move even if my life depended on it!!!
Suddenly, he stopped and moved back. I took a deep breath and was a bit relieved for the break… and grinned when he moved his seat back and undid his pants…
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