I’m revisiting Making it Real this Sunday because of a cool review I got in for my online lovers story.
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And now, on with the snog!This is a bit of a cheat as the kiss isn’t lip to lip at all, it’s screen to screen.
Are you there, Lucy?
I finished off my sentence, and then replied.
Yes, I’m here, I didn’t expect to be seeing you, though Joe.
I know, I am just in desperate need of some relaxation.
I wondered what had made him so desperate for an escape, but at this moment I couldn’t ask.
Well, I was kinda busy, but as it’s you, I’ll squeeze you in. *smiles provocatively*what do you want today?
My eyebrows rose to the ceiling when I read the reply.
I hate to be so blunt with a lady, but Lucy, I just really need to fuck.
I needed to fuck, too.
Well then, let’s fuck. *kisses you, pressing my body against yours*
The action heated up quickly, with him running his hands through my hair, down my shoulders and back, kissing me deeply, long and hard. I was not used to him taking so much action, apart from the one time he’d arranged it all and played Dom. Usually he was just the recipient of my typing, of my fantasies. This time he was really throwing himself into it.
He typed furiously and I found my cyber clothes falling off. He slowly stripped me and kissed and nibbled and licked until I was writhing with pleasure.
Before I go crazy with desire, I pull at the buttons of your shirt, clumsily unfastening them as I press my naked breast against your cold, hard chest. I dip to your jeans and rip open the button, throw down the zip and slip you out of them and your pants. My hands rundown your thighs, grasping and stroking your buttocks, wanting to give you as much pleasure as you’ve just given me.
I stroked him, caressed his hard cock. I felt his hands on me, rubbing, grasping and squeezing my big boobs. I forgot that he preferred his women to be petite and imagined him revelling in the abundance of my flesh. I was really getting into it as he typed out the way he would spread wide my thighs and slip between them. I groaned as he described his cock piercing my opening, stretching me around him as he ever so slowly pressed inside of me. I could feel every last inch of him sinking into my hot pussy.
I could see him above me, looking down into my eyes as he withdrew and thrust over and over again. Slowly, rhythmically, teasing me, making my pussy tingle with tiny orgasms. I could imagine the lust in his eyes as he fucked me. Lost in the moment, I closed my eyes momentarily. When I opened them, he was gone.
Readers make sure you pop over to Blissekiss.co.uk next week because there are going to be lots of prizes and a whole week for you to go round and check out the snogs and add your comments!