Though the miles separate us, it is always so pleasant to chat with you, remembering what we had. That brief escape from our painful relationships taught us so much about love, laughter and passion. Lessons that we craved and needed so much. I think of those times often, especially when we chat online, and the nights when I am at the bar getting loose, those memories are oh so close....
We had planned the rendezvous well in advance, and now that the time was near my body literally shook with anticipation. As I waited, staring out from the blinds, my imagination ran wild with all of things I wanted to do to you, and have you do to me, and what we would do together - all the passion we would share. As you turned into the drive my heart skipped several beats, and as I looked down it was fairly obvious where the blood flow had turned to, to make that happen. I was already rock-hard simply from your proximity. I apologized to you mentally for not taking the time to sit and and talk and hear about your days since we last met, but my passion had gotten the best of me. As I turned away from the window, my fingers unbuckled my belt, and I stepped out of my shoes and clothes, pre-cum dripping on my shoes, as I headed for the bedroom. But the last shred of clarity shone through and asked if I really could wait until you poked your head in each room looking for me, or would my heart burst from the excitement and anticipation. I lost my shirt as I turned and entered the living room, heading straight for a chair before the ottoman caught my eye. Just the thing, I thought, as I pushed it into the center of the room. I had barely reclined across it when you entered the front door with a cheery 'hello' followed swiftly by 'oh my' and then 'damn!' I was worried by that brief look of hesitation, which quickly passed when I saw that the need and desire in your eyes mirrored my own. I almost came right there at the nonchalant way you leaned against the door and closed and locked it without looking, unable to resist the sight of me.
I vaguely remember words coming from your mouth, but I was not able to hear them over the message I saw in your eye: I want you NOW! My hand ran up and down the back of your thigh as I contemplated how I wanted to take you, but you preempted my decision by falling to your knees and taking my cock in your hands. You tasted my pre-cum with the tip of your tongue, strands of moisture following as your tongue retreated into your mouth. You lean forward and wrap your lips around the head of my cock, your tongue racing round and round the base. You increase the pressure and start to gobble my shaft down your throat inch by inch, until I can feel my cock pushing against the back of your throat. You slowly start to bob your head up and down, bringing me to the brink again and again. You look up, into my eyes, with that sultry look, and I hold myself back from the edge yet again, my breathing becoming more and more shallow. I sit up and start playing with your eraser-hard nipples, and the sensation of your moans around my cock almost do me in again, and I beg for you to ride me.
You stand up, shimmy out of your skirt and panties, and climb up on the ottoman, straddling me with your thighs. You reach down and stroke my cock, and then press it against your pussy lips and your clit. Like ripe fruit, your juices burst forth and drip down my shaft; with your eyes still locked on mine, you press the head of my cock into your tight pussy and slowly lower yourself down the length of it, both of us moaning from sheer pleasure. Are there stars in your eyes, as there are in mine? As the spinning circles of light in our vision dissipate, you begin to move up and down my shaft, slowly at first but increasing the tempo in time with our moans and pants. Your eyes roll back, your head and back arches and you impale yourself on my rod. More than the uncontrollable spasms, the juices running down my cock on to my thighs are testament to the mind-blowing orgasm you just experienced. As you raise up to disengage I grab your hips and impale you with my still-hard rod, a challenge you can't resist as you begin to rock back and forth. You quickly cum to a second orgasm as I build towards mine, and I ask you to get on your knees. You comply willingly and I grab a handful of hair as you lick your juices from my cock. I keep your head still in my firm grip and begin to pump in and out your mouth. Your tongue does its magic swirling around my cock but I want to fuck your mouth instead, and you beg me to do it. Already on the edge, the sight of my cock sliding in and out of your mouth quickly do me in. Shouting a warning, I explode in your mouth, and you shoot me a grateful look as you swallow my load. You clean the head of my cock off with your lips, and stroke and swallow all there us to be had, then stand and kiss me deep, the taste of our juices now mingling in both our mouths .....
Perhaps one day I will experience that level of passion and lust, but I fear it unlikely to happen with anyone else. Damn the fates!
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