Meeting in Real Life, a Fantasy. Chapter 2
Posted Fri Aug 01, 2008 09:20 PM
He moved to start jerking his hard cock while I was watching him. I shook my head no and he stopped. I was in control and he would feel no pleasure unless it came from me.
I moved to the table next to the bed, opened a small box of chocolates, picked out a piece of milk chocolate, and placed it between my lips. The rich taste of the melting chocolate burst on my tongue. I brought the box with me as I climbed on to the big bed.
He licked his lips as I moved closer to him, bringing my face close to his. I held the sweet chocolate to his lips and when I felt his lips open, I pushed it inside his waiting mouth. I controlled the pace of our kiss – I knew that he was still close and I wanted to make this last. Our only contact was our lips and after an endless moment, I pulled back and selected a piece of dark chocolate. He opened his lips in anticipation, but I shook my head. “Greedy, aren’t you? This piece is mine!”
Again, I placed the chocolate between my lips until I felt it begin to melt and pulled it out to trace over the hollow of his neck. It left a sweet smear that I licked clean. I traced a line over his chest to the hard nub of his nipple. A circle of dark chocolate and my tongue licked it away. Long after the chocolate was gone, I continued to circle the nub with my tongue, bite it gently, and suck until it grew harder still.
I was almost desperate to touch his body, to feel every inch of his skin against mine, but I controlled the urge and continued my seduction by tracing the chocolate down over his flat abdomen, around his naval. Always teasing, always chasing the chocolate with my tongue. He moaned in pleasure, “Touch me Gail, I need you to touch me.”
“Patience, my lover.” I could hear the desire in his voice and I abandoned my plan to tease him longer. The chocolate was almost gone and I used the last bit to draw a line from the base of his hard cock to the head and leaving the last tiny bit of chocolate on his blood-dark head. “Are you ready for me? Ready to feel my mouth?”
His body was trembling and I was afraid that if I tried to tease any more he would lose control, flip me over and fuck me hard. I smiled, thinking that if that happened it would be incredible, but there would be time for that later. “Gail, you HAVE to touch me. I can’t take it any longer.”
I settled between his thighs and ran my tongue quickly and firmly from base to head. I felt him twitch when I licked the last of the chocolate from the spot just under the swollen head. In one smooth move, I swallowed him deeply into my throat and he let out a cry. I worked his cock, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him even deeper into my throat.
My desire to give in to my own pleasure warred with my desire to hold him on the edge, make this an orgasm that he would never forget. I was so turned on, so excited at finally being able to be with him that my clit was engorged, so hard that it hurt. Such a delicious feeling of pleasure and pain mixed. This would be an orgasm that we would both remember.
I finally slid off of his cock and up his body, the first time that our nude bodies would be in contact. I claimed his mouth again, tasting a hint of chocolate and finally pressed my body down against his. My breasts flattened against his chest and his hands traced from the nape of my neck to the small of my back and finally down to my ass, pulling me more firmly against his impossibly hard cock.
Our kisses grew hungry, deeper than before, opening to each other. I raised my hips and finally slid onto him. It was sublime; we had talked about this for months, talked each other through our orgasms, and fantasized about this. The reality was better than anything that we had imagined. I felt the thick head slide over my clit and down inside of me.
Our bodies moved in that ancient rhythm, slow and deep, until I felt the beginning of that tightening that signaled my orgasm. “So close.” I whispered into his mouth.
“I want to feel you come.” He thrust harder and faster up into me until I felt myself tipping over the edge. My muscles gripped him harder, spasms tightening and releasing. A few more thrusts and I felt him coming inside of me.
I collapsed on top of him and he gathered me into his arms and kissed me tenderly.
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Gail if that is your fantasy, you must be a fabulous girl in real warm, moist flesh and blood, but please tell more.