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Face to Face
We met for the first time, face to face, at a party for an Internet Chatroom. We had spoken only once on the telephone, but have spent many hours over a period of almost two years chatting on the net. There were always flirtatious encounters between us, but always in a reserved manner because we were both married. Occassionally one of us would have a few drinks before coming on-line, and the flirting would become more intense, but we always went back to our comfortable pace when those episodes were over.
We found we were able to open up to each other about personal things, and about feelings and fantasies long hidden from the outside world. There seemed to be a mutual trust between us that we couldn't find with our spouses, and it was comforting to both of us.
Now here we stood, face to face and you were asking me to dance. I thought my heart would jump out of my chest as I accepted your offer, and allowed you to lead me to a spot on the dance floor. As you slid your hand into the small of my back, I felt my knees weaken, and I felt a little dizzy. You pulled me to you, and looked into my eyes questioningly, and said, "Are you alright?"
I looked up into those sensual brown eyes of yours and smiled, "I will be." You led me around the dance floor with military precision, and I felt the muscles tense and relax in your shoulders as you maneuvered among the other dancers. I don't remember the tune that was playing, but it was slow and sultry, and I breathed in your musky scent as I leaned my face into your firm chest.
We moved smoothly about the floor, our bodies blending well. Another couple accidentally bumped you, and your pelvis pushed into mine. A little moan escaped my lips, and you looked down at me, surprised, but visibly pleased that you were having an effect on me. You lowered your mouth to a spot just above my ear, and whispered softly, "You're even more sensual than I had imagined." My eyes met yours and you saw the passion building there.
The music stopped, and we stepped back from each other. You thanked me for the dance, and guided me back to my seat. After chatting with a few people around the room you returned to say goodnight to my table, and as you bent to retrieve your camera from the far side of the table you pressed your key into the hand that lay in my lap. My fingers quickly closed around it so no one could see, and I smiled as you straightened, said a final goodbye, and walked across the room.
I watched as you stopped to say a few words to some of the others, and admired the line of your body. Being in the military had kept you in shape, and I almost moaned as the thought of your broad shoulders decending on me as I lay beneath you, crossed my mind. A shiver ran up my spine, and someone asked me if I was cold. "No, just thinking," I mused as I raised my glass to my lips, and swallowed what was remaining of the cool, white wine.
I faked a yawn, stretched a little, and someone mentioned an early breakfast. I said I might sleep in tomorrow, but would definately be there for the buffet lunch a little later. Gathering my things I said my goodbyes to my companions, and hurried to my room. I grabbed a cloth bag I used for lingerie, and put a few things in. A sexy silk nightie, a hairbrush, and a toothbrush. Then I freshened up quickly, and squeezing the key in my palm I walked through the door, hung the *Do Not Disturb* sign, and waited for it to slowly close behind me.
A few moments later, standing in front of your door I gathered myself, took a deep breath, and tapped lightly. I noticed you had already hung out the little sign, and I breathed a deep sigh as you opened the door, and without a word, motioned me to enter. The door slowly returned to it's resting place and the light quickly faded with it.
We stood there in the semi-darkness, and you reached out a hand to touch me. My reserve melted away, and I yielded to your fingertips, forgetting the contents of the cloth bag completely. It fell to the floor unnoticed as you gathered me up in your arms, and carried me to the down-turned bed. You lowered me onto the cool sheets, and fumbled impatiently with my buttons. I began to help you, starting at the bottom, and you took a deep breath as your fingers released the last one revealing my creamy white flesh.
You looked at my body for a moment, and then began to run your hands across the rise of my breasts, fingering the edge of the black lace bra that lay between my womanly form, and your masculine hands. I closed my eyes ,and savoured the sensations. Your hands were so strong, so warm, and so incredibly gentle. My nerve endings were on fire. I wanted you to take me then and there, but you held back, touching me, and arousing all the sensitive areas.
My flesh hungered for your touch, and I moaned softly as your hand slipped around to release my bra. You pulled me up gently, slipping the silk blouse from my shoulders and arms as your mouth found the soft flesh of my neck, then you slowly slid my bra from me, and cupped my ample breasts with your strong, sensitive hands. I gasped with the pleasure it invoked and lay back in the pillows as you lowered your mouth to mine once again.
Our lips united in a passionate kiss, and I felt my mind empty of all thoughts, but those of you. Your mouth was so warm and inviting. I slid my tongue in to touch yours, and you kissed me with more urgency as I began to undo the buttons of your shirt. My fingers brushed against your hairy chest as they unfastened each one, and I thought of what it would be like to feel your strong muscular body against mine.
"Mmmmmmm." I moaned, and you looked into my eyes, and ran your hand down my body to the button at the top of my slacks. I had reached yours at that point, and we unbuttoned each other at the same moment. We each slowly slid the zippers down, and I felt your fingertips brush against my mound. My body called out to yours in a secret language only lovers know. My hips began a slow undulating dance, and I felt you press your hips into the side of my body.
We suddenly began to fumble restlessly with each others clothing, anxious to remove them as quickly as possible. You raised my hips with one hand, and peeled my clothing from me, bending to plant light kisses on my belly and my hipbones. You pushed downward at the tangle of material as I helped you, and finally pushed what remained of my clothes off the side of the bed. I lay there naked, your body half covering me, and you tickled lightly across the soft down between my thighs. My hands worked feverishly trying to release you from what remained of your clothing, you assisted.
Finally we both lay there, bodies exposed and free. You raised yourself to a sitting position, and slid upward on my body. Cupping my breasts you guided your erect cock between them, and began a gentle thrusting with your hips. I watched your tip glide in and out of my sensuous flesh, and captured it on the tip of my tongue. Tiny droplets began to ooze from you, and I lapped them up like Mother's milk.
You felt slippery and sweet on my tongue, and I couldn't get enough of you. I placed my hands on your smooth, cool derriere, and pulled you closer until your head disappeared between my hungery lips. I moaned, and sucked gently, squeezing my lips around your sensitive head, and sending vibrations through your shaft, and deep into you. Your body quivered with each manipulation as I gently massaged your balls until they grew tight, and you thought you might explode. Tiny electric shocks ran up your spine as you gently thrust your juicey meat into my playful mouth.
My tongue explored your succulent tip, and I cupped it under your rock hard rod, sliding you along it as I milked the sweet cum from your opening. You held as long as you could, and finally released in short powerful bursts inside my mouth. I rubbed your balls gently, and ran my palms along the warmth of your inner thighs, sucking and nibbling until you became flaccid and weak.
You rolled off me gently, and lay face down in the pillows beside me struggling to regain your energy. *Good God, you've completely drained me. Give me time, I'll recover."
I began to gently stroke you, letting my fingers trace circles and lines up and down and around your back and buttocks. You lay still at first, on the verge of sleep I thought. Then one eye popped open, and you grinned at me. "Hmmmm, frisky little thing, aren't we?"
I chuckled softly and bent to playfully bite your bum. "I can't help it," I purred. "You're so delicious I could eat you."
"I think you already did," you laughed as you rolled onto your side.
"But I'm still hungry," I growled, "and I think he is too," I said, taking your growing erection in hand.
"Mmmmmm, that feels good, but I think it's your turn now," you said as you pushed back on my shoulder, and raised your body up over mine. Your hard member poked into my belly as you slid it down and nestled it between my pink folds. Your hips undulated above me, and I felt your shaft rub against my clit, exciting the sensitive flesh. You watched my face for any indication that you might be hitting the right spot and saw the passion in my eyes.
"Mmmm, fuck me lover," I whispered softly, as my pelvis tilted upward into yours. "Not yet," you said, "first I want a taste of what I've dreamed of." You slid your knees down the bed, until you were kneeling at the foot of the bed.
Your hands pulled my hips downward, until I was in just the right position. You looked into my longing eyes, filled with desire, and wasted no more time. Your tongue-moistened lips devoured my soft, pussy flesh, and you snaked your tongue deep into my pink, luscious folds. My body arched high off the bed, and I let out a loud, low, "Ohhhhhhh!!!"
You raised your face for a second, grinned, and dove in again. A feeling of intense pleasure washed over me, like waves on the sand, and my body began a slow rythmic writhing against your face. You rode my waves, plunging deeper with each pass. My head spun, as if caught in a giant whirlpool, and I almost lost conciousness.
This happened time and time again. You brought me quickly to the brink, and then let the swells subside. My body began to ache for release, and I began to chant softly. "Please, Oh please ........ Please, Oh please ........."
You knew what I wanted, but you enjoyed the tease. You wanted me to beg for it. You heard my tiny whispered pleas, and it excited you. My breath came in short gasping inhalations. You let me go on for a while, and then began to intensify your probing around my sensitive clit. I moaned, and writhed under you, and finally that last wave broke, sending me into a deep sea of orgasmic pleasure.
My pink, fleshy folds spasmed again and again, grasping your warm tongue and emitting my sweet scented nectar. You lapped thirstily at my naked lips, and drank freely of my essence. "Sweet, so sweet," you purred contentedly. You sucked, and nibbled at my swollen flesh, relentlessly. Your lust for my pussy made me throb with desire. "Don't stop," I implored in a hoarse whisper. "Oh, please, don't stop."
You brought me to the brink again, and just as I thought I was about to go over the edge, you stopped, suddenly, and looked up. I rose up, wondering why you stopped, and saw a little twinkle in your eye. I looked at you questioningly, and you wrapped your fingers around my ankle, lifting it up and over your shoulder. My eyes lit up in anticipation of some new position you had in mind, as you reached down to move my other leg to it's resting place on your other shoulder. I smiled my acceptance and you rose from your knees, slowly and deliberately, leaning into my legs.
I felt your weight shift against my upper thighs, and felt the force of your body, bearing down on mine. A rush of adrenalin coursed through me, and I quivered at the thought of you taking me, overpowering me. I couldn't have stopped you if I had wanted to ............ and I didn't want to.
I felt your hard, throbbing cock jump, and pulsate at the touch of my soft, velvety lips. You paused for a moment, looking to see if you were positioned right, and then slid slowly into me, watching every centimeter of your shaft disappear deep into my warm body. You felt a shiver run up your spine to the base of your neck, as you slowly eased yourself out again, without withdrawing all the way. We both watched as you slid rhythmically in and out of me, until your rod was slick with my juices, and we heard a squishing sound as you began to plunge deeper and faster.
Droplets of our combined moisture trickled out of me with your thrusts, and we both felt the heat rising within us. You gazed deep into my eyes, face to face, after such a long time knowing each other at a distance. We clasped hands, and you rocked and tilted your pelvis upward, causing your shaft to press into my sweet spot, deep inside.
I let out a low growling sound, and pushed my auburn head back into the pillows. Your shoulders pressed hard into the back of my knees, and I moaned and sighed, and made animal sounds with each well placed thrust.
Your voice joined mine, and we began to rock wildly building to a peak. Louder, deeper, more forceful, rushing to the summit, reaching for the sky, then releasing in a powerful simultaneous orgasm. Our bodies vibrated, united in passion.
There was no question now. I am yours, whenever you want me, from now on.
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Written by claws4/Laura Dee
November 1998
Copyright � in Canada
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