Instant Messanger Love

I knew what you wanted, and I know what you need…

I could feel it….though we had just met…intimate strangers…known only through words written across a moniter…intimate strangers…that shared secrets over the miles…over the wires…connections…phone lines…shared pieces of ourselves…pieces now drawing together to fill the whole…..

she was her… from that first moment their eyes met… they were one… strangers meeting, but alone in the crowd… he had seen her pictures… intimate and chaste… but, from first sight her knew also that his suspicions were true… this woman had no concept, no acceptance of her true beauty and worth… 

she knew he had walked away from it all… he would no longer be an image from afar… she knew he had accepted the teaching post here… the time had come for him to share all he had learned and experienced with the new generation… she knew all but so little of him…

i could smell the need….that acrid odor of sex denied for too long…of teasing gone beyond endurance….pheromones spewing forth….finding the one that will satisfy the urge….will quench the thirst…..

their initial touching… so intimate in the midst of the terminal… eyes locked, speaking the volumes… words on a screen… the prelude to this dance that would take them… to…

electric…the air was alive…sparks of lust dancing between us….hands wanting to explore…tongues wanting to taste….bodies aching to grind together in an obscene and abandoned dance…..losing ourselves in the love…in the passion……

and we….me….so unsure…..

quiet….

each lost in thoughts as the car drove through the city….traffic slow…impossibly slow…seeming to stop….to keep us from what must be….the drive mostly quiet….lost in thought….fear…..each in a world….unsure…..inane small talk…..i don’t even recall the subject…mind racing…afraid to look into your eyes…afraid of what i might find there….only the heat in the pit of my stomach….the moisture soaking my panties….my scent..i know filling the car….announcing…screaming my desire for you…

they spoke of many things… but those that must needs be understood… left unsaid… each lost in the other’s presence but also in their own thoughts… for the last time? It had all the feelings of so… it had all the promise of what each needed and wanted from the other and from the one of them…

and home…..

my hand shaking as i slid the key in the lock….as i opened the door….and allowed you a view of my private world……fear once again clawing at my heart…..what would you think?  how would you react?….

we sat quietly talking..eye contact on my part…avoided…trembling…and praying you didn’t see…didn’t notice how frightened i was….how utterly insecure…i was…just being in your presence…..how completely vulnerable……

her home… yes, he thought… it is her… it like her beauty compliments her and reflects her strengths and weaknesses… her functional grace and deep beauty of her body, her soul all laid bare to him in a glance… her incredibly unnecessary insecurities so obvious in their demeanor… she would, she must learn what he already knows… she must accept the reality of the her he perceives… 

it is here that their destinies will be decided… the talk still not giving voice to all that is between… the building tensions of unconcealed lust beginning to rage within each… but, still within two individuals… though, this to was undergoing its own changes… the evolution that was their dance well begun…

i got up to make you a drink….

standing there in the kitchen…my heart racing….my breath barely controlled….doing what i know by route…..filling the glass with ice…..and you….suddenly behind me…i didn’t even see you move…your hands…your beautiful hands…softly…gently….pulling my hair aside…..gentle strokes…flowing across my shoulders….my breath caught….unable to release the air….unable to draw in new….

she leaves to break the spell and busy herself at familiar tasks… he watches her retreat and cannot bare the parting… he silently follows… he needs to see her at her labors… observe her at simple mind numbing tasks… as he comes up behind her his hands take on a life of their own… he must touch her… intimately but chaste… her hair, her beautiful neck… unadorned, for now… he kneads her shoulders with his strong, knowing fingers… feeling the tensions melt as is his desire… 

your hands….kneading my shoulders….my back….my body screaming….wanting to fold into your arms…..needing to be held….your body inches from mine…..familiar…..yet….so foreign….

and i turned…leaned against you….laid my head on your chest….could hear the soft murmur of your heart…..i could breath again….the air flowing to my lungs…bringing with it…your maddening scent…..

you hooked a finger under my chin…and raised my face to you….bent low to me…your lips..just brushing mine….

he lifts her chin… brushes her lips with his… the tensions magnify not abate… he can taste from this touch that her needs are as his…. She fits his arms and he has known for so long she would… their dance quickens… in the stillness of their pose…

mY! god!  do you know what that first kiss did to me?  do you have any idea what that soft gentle motion caused within my body?…utter and complete chaos…i think i softly moaned…as your lips pressed so lightly….and i…so willing…so eager….so scared…..

i lost my knees…my heart thudded…my head grew light…and i thought surely i would not be able to stand another touch….that i would slip into oblivion….happily….knowing the taste of you….

your mouth…exploring mine…your tongue…flicking…experienced…bringing forth the passion…urging my body to respond….

and oh! god!  …it did…

my hands slid up your chest….over your shoulders….around your neck…..fingers combing through your hair….body pressing to yours…..surrender complete…..to your will…..so natural….as if it was meant to be…..and of course..it was……

you broke that first embrace……

backing away from the intensity of that first embrace… knowing that the tensions and needs would only quicken… the surrender… so total and natural… the dance nearing completion in its evolution to forever… he returns to the living room, knowing she must follow and knowing of her need to be his… need to show them both the completeness of their growing oneness… she would follow… she must as a sign of her acceptance of them…

the master of torment….you walked back to the couch…and i followed….your drink in hand….

how did i get on my knees before you?….i remember only that i was leaning into your lap…my cheek against your rising manhood…..asking….i remember asking what you desired….and i remember your response….

two words….spoken softly…tension rising…..

 "taste me "…..

you stood….i unbuckled your belt….unbuttoned your slacks…unzipped…and reached up to the beltline….pulling then down…..they gathered around your knees…..

and i kneeling….my gaze caught….i couldn’t believe….

your cock…so beautiful….semi rigid….my mouth engulfing…sucking at you hungrily…my tongue cradling….stroking the underside of the shaft…lips pulling you into me….glorious!…rapture!…the taste of your sex flooding me….

my hands at your hips….stroking your ass…fingers digging into soft flesh..pulling you deeper into my eager mouth….and feeling you grow….feeling you harden against my tongue….sliding back my throat….

heaven…your cock…your hips pumping into my mouth….the surprise of how it felt…

cockhead mushroomed….shaft steel velvet….the base thick…oh god..so thick…my lips wide to accept it……your balls……tight against your body……..

your hands gripping my head….your breath gasps…bending over me….your hands pulling me hard against you….hoarse whispers…..

 "God, noooooo not yet….. "

and the explosion in my mouth….sucking hard..your cock jerking…spilling the sweet nectars….pulling the sweet orgasm from you….drinking your pleasure in great gulps….hungry for more….swallowing every musky pulse…spilling not a drop…..

mine….yes…oh god yes….mine….the sweet taste of you….flooding my senses….my body screaming out for more….my hand gripping your cock…milking the last drop of your seed….tongue flicking…circling the tiny slit….your cock growing flaccid once again….

mine….yes..oh god yes….mine…..

his head begins to clear from the lust driven insanity she caused… he asked and she responded in ways he now fully understands… the questions that plagued him… drove him to this place…

Unasked… no way to broach such a subject with an e-mail friend… to close to the core of the journey they may have begun… when they first began to use an instant messenger… he thought, from her words… spoken – unspoken to a him, she knew not… so never the questions asked… while both gave the answers as ghosts on the Net… to one another?  But, so much left unsaid…. And then…

his plane was met by only one… so many people coming going, greeting, departing, saying their hello/goodbyes… but, only one there… her waiting for him… and, he saw… the drive… he remembers her scent… her nervousness… 

his outward calm… belying the inner knowing… the inner knowing… he could not wait to touch her… innocently… as she prepared his drink… knowing that between them, never would there be innocence… 

his touch… her response… the die was cast… his order… merely a request… her response… her need, her desire… unspoken… no need for words… between them, ever again… 

he draws her up into his arms and they both know… without words the both accept… she is His… she is His… no question… He is the One she has sought… she has found her One… her eyes tell Him what He has known… 

They are One… now… forever… united, totally as One… forever…

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