please do not read this if you are easily offended.
i wrote this a while ago (just kind of toying with an idea) and sent it to a few people on here, the other day i was asked if i would post it....against my better judgement here it is. (cleaned up as much as possible)





It’s kind of romantic, if you think about it, two people this far apart sharing stories of their lives, falling in love. Telling of past loss and dreams that had fallen short and broken hearts, but the internet has done that; made the world a smaller place. Even for people with big hopes and that is where they stand, the two of them.

Five months of phone calls, leaving their minds and their hearts to presume and wonder. Hundreds of hours talking, communicating without the luxury of hand or body or sight to unravel the mystery.

Until last night…….

She was checking in while he was at 30,000ft. He arrived 3 hours later; a taxi to the hotel, a silent and excruciating elevator ride; the card slipping into the slot, a green light. He whispers her name as he enters a dark room. “Baby?” She called.

He has heard her say that a thousand times, but none of them sounded as sweet. “Come here baby,” she says. This is the voice he has fallen asleep to so many times. “I’m right here sweetheart,” he replied. His eyes were beginning to adjust, but she was still merely a form in the night.

Anticipation thick in the air, he slides onto the bed. Lying on his left side he reaches for her, neither of them speaks. She moves toward him and he starts to ache all over, her shoulder feels familiar, as does the hand inching its way up his back. Her touch is gentle and calming, just as he had imagined.

They have been waited for this for so long. Then, that first kiss and in his head all of their conversations re-play. The goodnights, the stories the laughter; it all seems to combine at this moment. This one perfect moment.

She draws back the covers exposing her body from the waist up; he curses the darkness. (Silently of course.) He wants her like never before; he wants the woman he has been talking to for these many months.

She can’t take her eyes off of the darkened figure before her. Thinking to herself, this is the man who has made me feel again, this is the man whose touch she has dreamt of night after night.

Her hands find their way to the waist line of his pants; she grabs his shirt and slowly pulls it out, she undoes the buttons and slides it off of him. “I want to feel you against me,” She whispers. He lowers himself to her. She sighs and lets out the smallest of moans. “Mmm.”

Chest to chest for the first time they each feel the warmth of the others skin. He feels her breast pressed hard against him. She feels his heart beating through his. She throws her arms around him and they kiss long and slow, deep and passionately. He works his way to her neck as her hands explore the unknown couture’s of his back, kneading and rubbing its entire surface.

They have each, in their own minds envisioned this night. They have talked about it and even rehearsed it over the phone many times. He is familiar with her noises and she knows his as well. But now it is real, now it is happening. The way she is touching him is exactly how she had described it would be and the same goes for his kisses to her.

The lips working their way around her neck and shoulders begin to drive her crazy. His nibbles and light sucking are intoxicating her wondering mind. Slowly his tongue travels down the front of her elegant neck, reaching the hardened nipple of her right breast. She arches her back and slides one hand into the back pocket of his pants, squeezing hard into his flesh, as he pushes his hips gently forward. She can feel him hard against her and she forces her body under his slightly more.

He moves to her left breast and lightly kisses all around it, slowly making his way to the center, while his hand squeezes the other once more, before his fingers trail down her side and come to rest on her left hip.

Her right arm is underneath and hooked around him; with her hand now sitting on the small of his back. The other hand is holding his head to her breast as he continues to suck and lick his way from one side of her chest to the other.

“I want you,” he says.
“Not yet,” she whispers.
She rolls him over on his back and straddles him, kissing her way down his chest to his stomach; she undoes his belt and slowly removes his pants. Straightening out his legs and pushing them together, she begins to crawl her way up his body. Her breast ever so lightly creeping passed his knees, up his thighs and coming to a stop at his already hard and waiting (well, you know.)

He draws a long breath in through his teeth; cooling his hot breath “SSssssss,”….and releases an even deeper “UUuhhhhh,” as she rotates her shoulders from side to side allowing her breast to massage him there. She likes how he feels hard against her chest and his breathing is getting her excited. She takes one hand and grabs him for the first time; she slowly moves her hand away…”God….I want you,” he tells her. “Not yet,” she replies.

She works her way up his body, nibbling and kissing at his stomach; then his chest and shoulders, before putting her hands in his and pushing against them to help her sit up. She has pinned his shaft between her and his stomach. She can feel the heat coming from it, as she reaches down between her legs and positions him just right and begins to rock her hips forward and back again.

Unfolding around him, she continues to slide up and down every inch. Always stopping before she reaches the tip. She is dripping wet and glides easily up and down his now soaking wet member.

He is feeling her warm juices flow on to him, her soft lips massaging him in a way he has never felt before. Their excitement is building as her pace increases.

“God I want you…now,” he pleads!
She reaches out with one finger and places it on his lips and simply says, “Not yet love, not yet.”

She slows her hips and pushes them back as far as she can, then pulls them forward as slow as possible, traveling up his entire length, but once again stopping before she gets to the end. Leaning forward, she places both of her hands on the bed, one on either side of his head, and slides her hips once again along his shaft. When she reaches its head she pauses for just a second and tilts her lower body so she can feel him against her (magic button). It’s tempting, but she glides right over it and keeps going along until his (you know) slides up and comes to rest at the opening he so desperately wishes to penetrate.

He tries to push his hips up, but it is too late, she has already slid onto his stomach. Slowly she walks her bent legs along his torso until she comes to his chest where she sits for just a moment. With one hand now on the headboard and the other clutching his hair; she moves her left leg over his shoulder and then the right, pinning his arms to the bed. (Not that he is resisting.) She lifts her body off of his chest and forward, tilting his head back, she leans toward his face and rests her (magic button) against his strong, square chin.

She starts to moan, as her hips begin to rotate around in slow motion, as if she were drawing little circles with her swollen (pleasure switch). He is lying there almost stunned at her controlling nature, but enjoying every moment of it. Breathing her in only makes him want her more. A strong force is building in her, and she pushes harder against his chin, the circles become smaller and smaller until she can’t take it any longer. She moves up to his parted lips and he gently takes it into his hot and thirsty mouth.

Rolling his tongue around, sends her over the edge, moaning loudly and pulling his head tighter to her, she climaxes in a long and violent rush! He works his arms lose; reaches around her back side and pushes her up so he can taste the fruits of their labor. Licking and sucking his way around the dripping area. “Stick out your tongue,” she commands, adding, “as far as you can.” He does and she raises her body over it and slowly lowers herself, allowing it to find its way into her. He can feel her juices running down his tongue as he explores the new suroundings.

“Keep it out.” She says, as she continues to move up and down. Each time she lowers herself her (pleasure spot) rubs against the tip of his nose causing another storm to build. Drinking her in for all he is worth; up and down she goes, faster and faster, each time mashing down hard onto his mouth and spreading her nectar all about his lips and chin. “Here I go again” she cries out! The combination of his tongue and nose and his hot breath all join together. Her left leg begins to shake and her entire body tightens and once again the wave washes over her.

With her leg still a bit weak, she makes her way down his body again. Straddling him, she guides him to her and rocks back and forth, speading the excaping moisture onto him. With one hand teasing him with the rubbing, the other is on the bed to the right of his head. She leans over and licks across his lips and with a playful whisper asks, “Still want me?”
“You have to ask?” He replies, as he puts his arms around her waist and tries to push her down onto him.
“I have to make sure,” She answers, while still kissing and licking at his mouth and chin. Making sure to clean everything she may have left behind.
“Yes I want you.” He says
“I want you too.” She whispers, as she begins to sit lower onto him.

They both get quiet. She begins to take him into her and the silence is broken by the ringing of the phone on the night stand. She hesitates, then reaches for the phone.
“Hello?”
“Hey baby, it’s me”
“Umm…hold on,” She says. She is a bit disoriented. She takes the receiver and brushes it across the sheet to remove the sweat she feels coming from her cheek and ear.

“I know it’s late….I just wanted to tell you I cannot wait to see you tomorrow.”
Regaining her senses, she lets out a little laugh, “I can’t wait either.”
“Well, I’ll be there around 10:00.”
“Good, I have something planned for you.”
“What’s that?”
“I can’t tell you….it would ruin the plan.”
“Okay, but how about a hint?”
“No, just get here honey.”
“I will sweetheart….go back to sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Have a safe flight honey…and oh yeah, make sure you shave.” She giggled as she hung up the phone….

"Tully! You've done this before..."

-Morticia Addams

cara mia...how long has been since we've waltzed?

Holy . . . . ! That is great. I'll say something nice right after my cold shower LOL.

haha...i hope you have a towel warmer.....

I'm not sure how to feel about this one..erotic definitely, romantic, initially...the ending, was it intended to be circular to the beginning or is it more of a suggestive cliff hanger?

definitely attention grabbing. . .

The ending just sort of came from the whole online meeting phenomenon, sort of an extension of the things our minds can create when given the opportunity to wander/wonder. But as you can tell, there wasn’t a lot of thought in this; honestly, it was more of an exercise than anything. I don’t write things like this, I’m more into poems and prose, (based on this piece) perhaps even much better suited for them.

KC,,you need to be more graffic man,,your way to timed in this.
NICE write man..
And I did feel you were going to have her a dude at first or a six hundred pound lady?? as to the lights staying out,,,
Good stuff

kc very nice write and could b taken n many way's but to each owns mind.i liked great job

no, you may be more suited for longer pieces than you think...the artistry and concept is down play with it a little more I think you may take it further than you can imagine, and no it doesn't have to be erotica although it is a fun place to start.

You have a fantastic way with words KC..

haha..T, sometimes you just have to fill in the grey areas...

thank you...

well it is kind of fun to dabble a bit. i am kicking around a piece that is much longer than i usually produce, it just hasn't come together yet....thank you for your feedback, i truly do appreciate it.

so do you....and i wish you would share more of them.

thank you for the many, many times you have invested your time with my works. it means a lot to me.

I'm going for that cold shower too!! ...or bob

man, that bob gets all of the action around here......

yes but he doesn't hold a candle to physical contact. you know they say that just a touch of a hand can ease a restless spirit .

Kev as always that was absolutely fantastic... You are amazing my friend..

thank you............................