I’m hot. So hot that I opened all the windows in the house
I took a shower and I want to go on skype hoping to find you online, although at this time you are normally gone …
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This heat sucks so I took my shirt down, my shorts and I put on me something you can not say for sure if it’s beach dress or an undershirt. Of course I can not stand any lingerie anymore! A skype window pops out on the screen and your brother contacts me:
-What are you doing? Do not leave home tomorrow!
I knew he had to come to the country for a short time just over two months and we promised to meet up for a cup of coffee. We have been talking for so long and so often that I have somehow become his confidant and he is my confidant. I really did not have a plan for the next day but to sleep a little longer. My babygirl was on vacation so there was no one to bother me and I decided a little time for me as I longed for the need.
-Why not go? I asked him again. What happens tomorrow?
-Nothing. But I want to talk to you and today I do not have the time and I’m not alone. Have you been able to talk to Ian recently?
Ian …. Who is Ian? In fact, I did not know too well who he was, but I spent several nights with him on the internet, developing a relationship that started as a small help in computers in a more and more hot virtual relationship. Some pictures reminded me from time to time how he looks like but deep inside my mind was his voice, the voice I had come to know so well that I immediately realized how he feels or what he wants. It was a strange relationship. We both saw about our own bussiness, I was working. Virtual speaking, I know almost everything about him and he knows everything about me. We both had agreed to not push things further than they were because I had just ended an infernal marriage preferring to raise alone my own baby. I wanted to open my own company, not to depend on anyone. Returning to Tamas’s message, Ian’s brother, I was looking at the skype window awaiting a much more detailed explanation than I was given. I answered him that the last time I talked to Ian was two days ago. He said aham … and told me to call him by skype, he wanted to hear me laugh. Why everybody has something with my laugh? I apologized for having something to do, and after I will be finished maybe we will talk … but his voice was very much like Ian’s voice and it was hurting me. I miss Ian. I miss hearing him laughing, hearing him sighing, whispering at our intimate moments (yes, we had such moments). It was the first time I felt like this because of a person on the internet and it was really strange because for years, my life was shared between the child and the internet!
The day passes incredibly slowly and I fall asleep alone again, like so many other times. When my babygirl was at home I was sleeping with her so I could not feel so alone. I wake up in the morning with a headache and so I make a coffee and put it back in bed after I turned on the TV. I hear the bell at the entrance. When I open the door I heard a laugh so familiar, and I remained stuck in front of the door. You, with a bunch of three blue roses, are in front of my door. So you’re really here. It’s not a dream like I dreamed so many times. I did not realize that the tears are flowing over my cheeks. How can you cry with so much happiness without realizing it? How can I not cry when you are finally with me, when I hear your voice so close to me, when I can look at you and feel your body? And you are so beautiful! So perfect for me that, yes, I cry!
-Hey, love, you whisper to me. Come on, let me see you! I could not stay without seeing you anymore. Lately I’ve been miserable with everyone. You annoy me that you were not with me. I wanted to feel you in my arms, to see you blushing because of me as you do it in the camera and I wanted to taste you. And I thought if I stay away for a few days from skype it will pass, but it was not like that. And I decided to come and convince you that you are. Say it right, Nedeea! Say it right, do you love me?
I smile to you among the tears and I answer to you almost whispered:
-Yes … Ian ….. I love you a lot!
Okay! You say And you pull me back in your arms. You Continue to kiss me, the straps of the dress slid one by one on my shoulders and i reveal to you my body already warmed by you. You look at me and I feel your eyes as they devour me.
-You’re beautiful! You whisper …
You are much taller than me, stronger, and although I am almost 5 years older than you, I suddenly feel small, without any power over me … nothing … You get me up in your arms and then sit tight on the couch, careful not to hit me. You look at me again while I’m not sober to fill my eyes with you, you embrace one of my breasts with your palm and shake my naughty nipple between your fingers. I moan. You smile and you lower your lips on my belly, you kiss my skin, you draw lines of fire with your tongue and climb to the breasts that are already hardened by so much desire, you pass your tongue on one nipple, then on the other, you kiss my mouth from time to time. You again Take one of them nipples between your lips and suck it gently, you bite it, you smile devilish and suck it again while your fingers resume the way your tongue and lips have drawn before, descending on my body below . I want more and the body already moves in your greeting while I tremble under the sweet delusion of your lips that still suck and bite. When your finger penetrate me, I close my eyes through thrills! I leave myself in your spell and I enjoy every move, every gesture of yours. You squeeze your fingers in me and you move them back and forth, moistening me even more, stuffing them in me. I struggle and I tremble all over, it hurts a bit, but I want more and I try to pull you over me. You kiss me again, wildly, you spread my legs and start licking my labia. You penetrate me with your fingers, with your tongue and make me scream of pleasure. My body is shaking due to the first orgasm. I have tears on my cheeks and you’re wiping them off. You sit beside me and kiss me. You do not understand what I want and look at me strangely, but when I put my lips on your hard penis you are moaning slowly. I sucked you until your sperm pounded in my mouth. You lift me up and sigh you kiss me, tasting the traces of your sperm remaining on my lips and hugging me tightly as if you were afraid that I would disappear, then you get on top of me and I am amazed feeling how, while you smell me, you eat me, you touch my breasts, my lips, my body, you become hard again and I get you without any retention inside me. Your body crushes my body hard but pleasant, your skin burns my skin and you enter me slowly, hard, with your big and strong penis and I open all in front of you and I give myself to you entierly with my mind, soul, body, becoming one with you. It’s so good, nice to feel like I almost can not believe what I feel! So many times I just imagined that.
You’re starting to move faster and deeper, harder, in fact we’re moving at the same pace, we scream, crashing down on one another in a last orgasm. We stay like this, moments … I do not know. And finally I hear you:
– Love, for such a long time I wanted this! Tell me, you love me? I mean, do not tell me! I know it. I love you too!
And then you fall asleep next to me, and I, putting my head on your shoulder, protected by your arm that still surrounds my body, I’m happy and I fall asleep.
