3 comments/ 14157 views/ 8 favorites Online Fantasy Chat By: emma579 Miranda dumped her bags on the couch and headed for the kitchen. She had to boot the laptop, but first she wanted a cold drink. Traffic on the way home had been a nightmare and she'd spent over an hour going a mere 8 miles. Because of that, she didn't have time to stop and pick up dinner. That meant that she was having cold cereal or eggs again. But it was worth it to be on time... Popping the top on the cold can, she set the laptop on the coffee table and started the boot. She leaned back on the soft cushions, watching her aged computer wheeze through it's routines. She'd have to get a new one soon, she thought, just to keep the files she had. Her budget wouldn't allow any bells and whistles yet, but finishing her thesis would be a big step towards adding some. In the meantime, she'd keep the basics. Aside from her thesis and the grading for her lab classes, she only used it for internet access anyway. "Finally," she muttered as the familiar desktop appeared. She logged in to her internet connection, glancing at the clock in the bottom right and noting she was only a minute or two late. Maybe he hadn't left yet... **CrystalHeart: J, you there? There was a pause and she held her breath. She'd met Jerry in an online chat about movies and they'd clicked; they had similar tastes -- an appreciation for stupid movies, and a general dislike of sappy romances. **JNewbie: Hey. Running late? **CrystalHeart: Traffic. God awful traffic. I need to get a bike. **JNewbie: Or a closer apt. Or a closer apartment, she conceded. She'd lived across from campus her whole undergrad career and had wanted something more grown-up for her grad school years. But within walking distance was starting to look better and better. **CrystalHeart: An idea. **JNewbie: You could move in with me. Easy access to campus and great sex. **CrystalHeart: Ha. It was an offer he'd made once before, but she didn't think he was serious. They'd been chatting on the movie site and in one-on-one IMs for six months now. The longest relationship she'd ever had, especially without the benefit of sex. Jerry claimed he was phenomenal in bed, but she was holding back meeting him in person after hearing all the news reports of assaults related to online romances. **JNewbie: You sound tense. Grading tonight? **CrystalHeart: We're coming to the end of sem. My organic classes turned in reports this week. **JNewbie: Ouch. That's what...36? **CrystalHeart: 32. I have a few stragglers. **JNewbie: Speaking of coming... **CrystalHeart: Were we? **JNewbie: I have a topic for this evening -- guaranteed to give you some relief. Miranda smiled. Jerry liked to talk sex, but so far she'd resisted. She appreciated getting to know him without the pressure of being face-to-face. But he was right, she was tense this evening and had a lot of work left to do. Maybe a little sexy chat was what she needed. **CrystalHeart: Game. **JNewbie: Good. What's your favorite sex fantasy? **CrystalHeart: Fantasy? **JNewbie: You know, like sex in public, sex with a stranger...I'm available you know. **CrystalHeart: You're not a stranger. **JNewbie: You'd be surprised. Anyway, you can't use those as is. Provide deets. Sex fantasy? Did she even have one any more? She was so pathetic, she thought. Between her thesis work and the classes she TA'd, she didn't do anything but work. She needed to get out. Maybe she should take Jerry up on a date sometime. Miranda snorted. For date, read easy sex with a compatible guy. **JNewbie: Thinking? Or chickening out? **CrystalHeart: Thinking!! **JNewbie: That's so sad, babe. Wasn't it? Miranda closed her eyes, thinking back to her last self-induced orgasm. What had she used that time...Oh, yeah. The guy in her Tuesday evening lab class. He had to be five years younger, but who cared. He was hot -- over six feet tall, tightly muscled, with curly black hair that just begged for her fingers. Perfect. **JNewbie: Waiting here... **CrystalHeart: Got it. **JNewbie: Still waiting. **CrystalHeart: Funny. There's this hottie in one of my classes. I have a fantasy where he... Could she actually say it...well write it? **JNewbie: On the lab table? Miranda took a deep breath. After all, it was just a game. **CrystalHeart: Not so common. I leave the lab to go to the ladies room and he follows me. **JNewbie: Ooohh... **CrystalHeart: In the stall, against the door. My legs wrapped around his waist as his cock pumps me hard. **JNewbie: Naked? **CrystalHeart: No need. I wear a skirt at work. Wash day means no panties. **JNewbie: So naughty. I need more deets, just to get the picture. She couldn't believe she was doing this... **CrystalHeart: Tight short blue tee, my belly bare, a long loose blue skirt, nothing underneath. Being on a budget means little room for extra clothes. **JNewbie: No disappointment here, babe, but I need more deets on the pumping. **CrystalHeart: Dirty boy. **JNewbie: Hey, have to get my porn somewhere. My budget's tight too. **CrystalHeart: What's your fantasy? **JNewbie: Aside from seeing you and stud banging in the bathroom? **CrystalHeart: Ha. Stall door closed. You can just hear the door banging as he fucks me for hours. Well that and my screams... **JNewbie: Good enough. When? **CrystalHeart: Not happening. Can't lose job over hot sex. **JNewbie: So sad. Wasn't it? Miranda shifted restlessly on the couch. She was starting to get hot picturing it. Maybe she should lose her work clothes...She stood and stripped off the skirt, settling back in wearing just a tee and panties. **CrystalHeart: Your fantasy? **JNewbie: Promise not to get creeped out? Miranda hesitated. What could it be? Was he into...bugs or dead people? They were the creepiest sex things she could think of. Surely not. Maybe he had a fetish or something -- she'd heard about toe sucking. **CrystalHeart: Promise. **JNewbie: It stars you. **CrystalHeart: ME!?! **JNewbie: Yep. Miranda sat back. Okay, creepy. Did she know him in person? In an earlier conversation, he'd admitted that he went to the same college she worked at. Please tell me he's not my stud, she thought. **JNewbie: Creeped? **CrystalHeart: A little. **JNewbie: It's just the picture I have in my mind of you. So I guess it's not really you. Does that help? He didn't know her. Thank God. **CrystalHeart: Immensely. **JNewbie: Good. You ready? You may want to get comfy for this one. **CrystalHeart: Comfy? **JNewbie: I have lots of deets. Miranda laughed. Maybe she should reconsider meeting Jerry... **CrystalHeart: I'm comfy. **JNewbie: What are you wearing? No, focus J-man. **JNewbie: You're sitting on one of my barstools, watching me work on the laptop on the sofa. Okay. So not what she expected. Miranda settled in, propping her feet on the table on either side of the laptop. **JNewbie: Of course, you're naked. No comment? Don't worry, I gave you really nice breasts. I can't see your pussy yet because you have your hands between your spread legs, gripping the seat. You give me that teasing grin that says I'm going to cum in my pants before you're done. God, he was good at details, Miranda thought, squirming a little in her seat. **JNewbie: You close your legs as you slide your hands up your belly and cup your breasts. Playing, fondling, the way I love to do. Pinching those rosy nipples and shivering. They're so hard. My mouth waters and I set the laptop down. **JNewbie: Touch yourself, Crystal. After a moment's pause, Miranda realized he was talking to her, not his fantasy. She leaned forward to type awkwardly. **CrystalHeart: Touch myself? **JNewbie: I want to know you're as hot as I am. I want to know you're into this as much as I am. **CrystalHeart: I'm in. GOD, I'm in. **JNewbie: Good. She was in -- she couldn't wait to hear more. Her nipples were hard and she peeled off her tee, her breath catching as the material rubbed her sensitive skin. **JNewbie: As I watch, you let your head fall back as you tug your nipples until they're red. My cock is hard in my jeans, the buttons pressing painfully. I shift back on the couch to ease the pressure and your hands slide lower. Your hand slides between your legs, but I can't see what you're doing. My hand rubs my cock through my jeans as you stroke your folds. It's so hot. I can feel the blood pulsing in my veins. I can see the flush on your chest and I know you're wet. I can't wait any more... Miranda was stroking her breasts, her belly, reading every word like her life depended on it. She was hot, her skin damp, her breath shallow, fully in tune with Jerry. **JNewbie: I kneel in front of you, pressing your legs apart. God, you're wet. You've shaved for me and your pussy is all swollen and pink and juicy. My mouth waters and I glance up at you, seeing you watching me. Your green eyes are hot, the look as eager as I feel. Her green eyes. Miranda smiled. He'd remembered an earlier chat and he really did see her in his fantasy. God, this was so hot. She squirmed, sliding lower on the couch to tilt her hips up. Her hand slid under her panties. **JNewbie: I lick and suck your pussy until you squirm, your hands curled in my hair, tugging when I hit a sensitive spot. You taste like some exotic wine, so intoxicating. I kiss your clit and suck it hard and your hips rock against my face. My hands are on your tight ass, holding you from falling as I keep sucking. You're panting and moaning and I feel like a god. Miranda's fingers rubbed her clit as she read his words. She could feel it. She wanted to close her eyes, to see him eating her, but couldn't take her eyes off the screen. **JNewbie: I thrust my tongue into your pussy hole and your body jerks. My hands tighten to hold you still as I keep thrusting my tongue and you sob my name. It sounds so good in your husky purr. You're so close and I close my lips over your hole and give a good suck. It's enough to send you flying as you scream and cum into my mouth. God, you taste so good. Miranda shivered. Her fingers slid lower, teasing her pussy as she read about his tongue. She wanted that -- his tongue inside her. **JNewbie: I stand and tug open my jeans. Even as you're coming down, you're reaching for my cock. It's full hard now, sticking out of my fly like a red bat. I step back, because one touch and I'll go off. You lick your lips and I groan, the blood throbbing in my groin. Miranda could see it. Jerry had told her about his cock before, when she'd had a weak moment and let him wander in their chat. He said he wasn't overly long, but he was thick. She'd asked how he knew and he said the babes he humped said he was like a fist in their pussy. She'd laughed, but the image stuck with her. God, she'd love to have him in front of her right now. **JNewbie: I tell you what I want and you give me a wicked smile. You slide off the stool, turn your back to me...God, your ass is so hot I want to bite it...and bend over the stool. You spread your legs open for me and I can't believe I'm actually shaking with need. I step closer, letting my cock bump your ass crack as I slide my hands over your cheeks, savoring. You look back over your shoulder and tell me to fuck you. I manage a grin and wrap my hand around my shaft. A couple pumps and my head's wet. Her mouth watered. She wanted badly to taste him. He was probably salty, something uniquely Jerry. Her fingers rubbed her pussy hole as she read through narrowed eyes. She felt so hot. **JNewbie: I fit it against your hole, feeling your hot juices on me. You whimper and I groan. You beg me now and I grip your hips, rubbing your ass with my thumbs. One more second, another whimper and I thrust into you. God, you're tight, you're hot, I feel like I'm in some soft tube. Your pussy ripples around me and I feel my balls clench. Not yet, God, not yet. I've got to last longer than this. Miranda thrust two fingers into her pussy and gasped at the sensation. So close to what she needed, but not nearly enough. Her eyes darted around frantically and she grabbed a pen from the coffee table. She wiggled out of her panties and spread her legs again, sliding the pen along her wet slit and thrusting it into her quivering pussy. She moaned. Better, but still not enough. She worked it in and out frantically. **JNewbie: I thrust, driving into you again and again. It's so incredible, the feel of your pussy wrapped around my cock. You're hot as hell and I can't get enough. We're both panting, grunting as my body bangs against your ass. I lean over you, my hands sliding to cup your breasts as I increase the speed and hammer your cunt. I whisper what I want in your ear and you nod. God, I'm so lucky tonight. Miranda was panting, working the pen in her pussy and squirming on the couch. Meeting Jerry in person was definitely on her list now. She needed to feel his cock fucking her. **JNewbie: I run my hands over your ass. I pull your cheeks apart and dribble spit down your crack, loving the way you moan and shiver. Your ass is a tight red bud and it makes me so hot as I rub my finger over it. You shiver again and I thrust my finger in to test you. Your hips jerk and I feel your pussy ripple around my cock again. So incredible. Miranda read with wide eyes. Her ass? He was going to...She shuddered on the couch. **JNewbie: You beg me for more, so I slide my cock out of you, loving the wet slurp and the way my shaft drips with your creamy juices. I pull my finger free and set my head at your little bud. You're watching me over your shoulder, your hands clutching the stool, and I feel so powerful. My hands tighten on your hips as I push my cock against you. He was. Oh, God, Miranda moaned. She'd never had an ass fuck, but right now it was what she wanted most. The pen worked harder in her pussy. **JNewbie: You're so tight. I keep pushing, my cock aching, my head squeezed as it eases inside. You're making these sounds that make me even hotter. Suddenly something gives and my head pops inside. You scream my name and I shudder, my balls clenching at the intense heat and pressure. You scream again as I work myself inside, my cock burrowing like an animal, stretching you so wide I know it hurts. It's so incredible. Miranda moaned again. Yes. That's it. She yanked the pen from her pussy and shoved it into her ass. She arched on the couch with a cry. GOD! The fire in her ass only made her pussy weep harder. She thrust two fingers into her pussy, pumping hard, as her ass clenched around the pen. **JNewbie: I work my cock in your ass, in and out, making you shudder and shake and moan like an animal. I've never been this hot, this hard. The sensations are like fucking a virgin and yet so much more. I love ass and this is our special treat. God, you're so good. I reach down and drive my fingers into your pussy. You cum instantly, your juices gushing over my fingers. I groan and cum into your ass, shooting an endless stream of hot seed. Miranda sobbed as she climaxed, her hips bucking, her pussy clenching around her fingers, the pen in her ass feeling like a bat. She twisted and rocked on the couch, milking the exquisite pleasure. **JNewbie: Wish you were here... JNewbie has left the conversation. Miranda collapsed on the couch, naked, flushed, spent. All her tension was gone, lost in the best released she'd had in months. She stared at the screen for long minutes before realizing Jerry was gone. But he'd be back tomorrow night. And she was so ready to meet him face-to-face... Online Fantasy Chat Ch. 02 Miranda dumped her bag just inside the door and, of course, all the papers she had to grade tonight spilled all over the floor. She just sighed. Glancing at the laptop on the coffee table, she wondered if Jake was online. She hadn't heard from him in three nights – since the night he'd shared his fantasy with her. She figured it was exam time for him as well, but part of her was pouting. The first night she'd been alternately embarrassed and aroused. He'd pushed buttons she hadn't realized she had, then he'd clicked offline and left her dazed. She still couldn't quite believe she'd given herself an orgasm while online with him. It was so...needy. The second night she'd started to miss him, to miss his cheerful chat. Last night...well, needy didn't quite describe the dream she'd had. But she was ready to share that dream fantasy with Jake. Miranda dropped onto the couch, shifting the mouse to awaken the laptop she hadn't shut off in three days. Maybe he was there... **CrystalHeart: J, you there? Miranda held her breath, waiting for a response. If he was online, he'd pop up almost immediately. If not, it would be another lonely night. **JNewbie: Hey. Sorry about being gone. **CrystalHeart: No biggie. End of semester and all. So. Got any fantasies for me today or am I back to the lovely lady on the stool? Miranda bit her lip. It was now or never. Take the leap, she told herself. **CrystalHeart: Actually got one. **JNewbie: Really? Cool. Surprised. **CrystalHeart: Surprised I have a fantasy? **JNewbie: Surprised you're sharing. Aren't you the one who didn't want to talk sex? **CrystalHeart: Things...changed. There was a pause and Miranda wondered if she was doing the right thing. Maybe he liked her countering his sex talk. Maybe that's what turned him on. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. It was an online chat, not a dinner date. She couldn't see anything but the words he typed. There was no sense getting all worked up about some keystrokes. **JNewbie: Can I be glad? What changed? **CrystalHeart: I came. **JNewbie: And... **CrystalHeart: With you on Monday. **JNewbie: Well, well. What a tigress. **CrystalHeart: Making fun of me? I won't share then. **JNewbie: Apologies. So you came on Monday. I did too. **CrystalHeart: So. Been itchy. Been thinking. Now have a fantasy for you. **JNewbie: Waiting with cock in hand. Miranda laughed out loud, shaking her head. It wasn't just sex talk with Jake. She enjoyed chatting with him. On the spot she decided to meet him in person if he offered again. So what if it turned out she knew him. So what if he was younger. She wanted to hear his voice, feel his hands on her body... **JNewbie: Got to be good if you're already zoning out on me. **CrystalHeart: Ha. Can't believe I'm going to say this. **JNewbie: I'm all ears...well, and a big cock. **CrystalHeart: Jake. **JNewbie: Apologies again. Miranda took a deep breath and began to type. **CrystalHeart: We meet up at a movie. At that theater downtown. **JNewbie: We. You and me? **CrystalHeart: After Monday, it's you and me. Well, you, me, and that big cock. **JNewbie: Go on. At a movie... **CrystalHeart: We meet there, so you're surprised to see what I'm wearing. **JNewbie: Heels and garters? Spandex? **CrystalHeart: Who's telling this fantasy? **CrystalHeart: Wait...is that what you like? No. Back on track, Mira. **JNewbie: Get to it before I croak, babe. **CrystalHeart: Anyway...I'm wearing this tight short tee that just hugs my breasts. It leaves my belly bare so you can see my ring, which I added a sexy little bell to. **JNewbie: Man. A belly ring. With a bell. God, I've got to meet you. **CrystalHeart: Yeah, well, we'll see. Can I tell you the rest of this? **JNewbie: You're not kidding? We'll see has a good chance of being yes? **CrystalHeart: Yes. I'm also wearing this long skirt, in a navy blue, and it swirls a little around my legs as the breeze blows. Your eyes widen when you see the material part and my leg is bare up to my hip. I just smile and adjust the skirt so the side slit is again hiding my surprise. Miranda closed her eyes a moment, seeing the dream again. She could feel her pulse throughout her body, feel her skin heating. Sharing her fantasy was more erotic than she'd expected. It wasn't just sex. It was sex with Jake. **CrystalHeart: We go into the movie. You, being a guy, start scoping out the best view of the screen, but I insist on sitting in the back row. Being you, you're nice enough to let me win. That deserves a big reward. **JNewbie: I'm all about the nice in exchange for favors. **CrystalHeart: Well, you're going to get some. As the lights go down, you settle in and I put my plan into action. **JNewbie: A plan. I'm a lucky man. **CrystalHeart: A plan. Now hush, so I can tell you about it. **JNewbie: Yes ma'am. Miranda laughed again. More than just being aroused, she was enjoying teasing him. **CrystalHeart: I slide my hand over your thigh and you look at me. I lean closer and touch a finger to my lips. I look around to see how close the other movie goers are, then slide to my knees. You're watching me instead of the movie now. She half expected a comment and paused. When he didn't chime in, she continued. **CrystalHeart: I push at your knees and you spread them so I can shift to kneel between your legs. Your eyes sparkle in the light from the movie and it makes me smile as I slide my hands up and down your thighs. I gradually move my hands closer to the growing bulge in your jeans and you shift down in your seat. Finally, I let my fingers stroke the fly of your jeans, feeling your hardness under the denim. Miranda swallowed hard. Her mouth was watering, thinking about what she planned to do. **CrystalHeart: I flip the buttons, feeling your body flinch with each one. It feels so powerful, knowing that anyone could see us and I'm sliding my hands into your jeans and easing your cock out. You're so hot in my hand, so hard...and, God, you're throbbing. I can feel the beat of your heart in my palm and a matching beat throughout my body. **JNewbie: You're so wicked... **CrystalHeart: I'm going to get more wicked now. Even as my hands wrap around your shaft, I'm leaning forward to slide my tongue over your tip. You taste...salty...sexy. I press my lips to your head and give your slit a little suck. Some kind of sound comes from you, but I figure it's a good noise. **JNewbie: Don't stop. Ignore any noises. Just don't stop. **CrystalHeart: I don't plan on it. One hand stays on the base of your shaft, holding you firmly so I can play with your head. My other hand tugs at your jeans to free more of you. At the same time, my tongue is stroking your slit, tasting the bubbling cum. It's addictive. I can't get enough, so I suck your head into my mouth. Miranda shifted, then peeled off her tee and skirt so she could sit in her panties and bra. She was so hot, but she couldn't touch herself...yet. She needed to finish the fantasy, then she'd help herself over the edge. **CrystalHeart: I manage to get my free hand on your balls and they're so tight. I give them a little squeeze and your hand grabs my wrist. I tilt my head to look at you and see the look on your face. It makes me so hot. You want this as badly as I do. **JNewbie: Am I stupid? Of course I want you. I love this fantasy. **CrystalHeart: I let you pull my hand away from your balls and instead stroke your belly while I concentrate on teasing you with my tongue. I enjoy sucking your head and feeling little spurts of salty cum on my tongue. You groan and it sounds so erotic. I can feel my juices on my thighs and I really want to feel your cock inside me. **JNewbie: I want to be inside you so badly. **CrystalHeart: But I want to taste your cock more. **JNewbie: You want to torture me. **CrystalHeart: I'm naked before you. **JNewbie: I wish you were here. Naked before me. I'm hard for you. **CrystalHeart: I know. You're so big. It's so arousing to have your head in my mouth. I slide my lips down your shaft, taking you deeper into my mouth and I both hear and feel you groan. I want to hear it again, so I try sucking more of your cock in. You thread your fingers through my hair, holding my head, and I know you're enjoying this. **JNewbie: God, how could you doubt it? I'm enjoying imagining it. I've got to be so far gone in person. **CrystalHeart: Good. Then I start bobbing my head, sliding your cock in and out. It's hard to firm my lips around such a big cock, so I gently scrape the underside of your cock with my teeth when I'm sucking on your head, then swallow as much of you as I can. Then I start over. I work you in and out of my mouth, like I want you working my pussy. I take the hand from your belly and touch my breasts through my tee, wishing I was naked and you were touching me. I suck you into my throat, almost shaking with how much I want you. **JNewbie: I'm going to cum. **CrystalHeart: I can't wait. Cum for me. I want to suck you dry. **JNewbie: No. Miranda. I'm going to cum right now. **CrystalHeart: But I haven't gotten to the best part yet. **JNewbie: There's more? I'm going to explode. **CrystalHeart: Hold it in, boy. **JNewbie: Holding it, ma'am. But I'm a man. **CrystalHeart: So you are. A nice big man who will feel so good fucking my pussy. Miranda couldn't help the grin. She was turned on, but it sounded like Jake really was too. Perfect. The perfect payback for Monday. She couldn't believe she'd resisted this so long. She'd wasted so much time, but that was going to change. She wanted his cock. Live, in person, not imagined online. **CrystalHeart: Since you're so close and I'm feeling pretty hot myself, I let you pop out of my mouth. **JNewbie: Can you hear me swearing? I've got to cum, babe. **CrystalHeart: Not in my mouth, not today. I have other plans for you. **JNewbie: Please. Begging here. **CrystalHeart: Even as you're grinding your teeth and pushing me away so you don't cum in my mouth, I tug my skirt so the side slit is now in the front. Then I stand up. You close your legs, your cock standing at attention like a flag pole. I feel my belly quiver. Thick, hard...you're going to feel so good inside me. Glancing around to see who's watching, I pick up your hand and spread my legs. I place your hand on my belly. **JNewbie: I tug that ring so your bell makes a noise. Can we leave now? I live close by. We can be at my place in no time and I'll be inside you the instant we're in the door. **CrystalHeart: Who's fantasy is this? **JNewbie: I'm going to cum any second, sweety, so I'm guessing it's mine. **CrystalHeart: Ha. I'm wetter than a rainy day. Who's cumming first? **JNewbie: I want you. Now. Please. **CrystalHeart: It's a fantasy, babe. That's what you asked for. **JNewbie: I was wrong. **CrystalHeart: Then I won't continue. **JNewbie: No. Please. Don't stop. **CrystalHeart: That's better. You slide your hand into the slit of my skirt and find out that I'm not wearing panties. **JNewbie: Oh God. **CrystalHeart: Your fingers stroke my pussy lips, my bare pussy lips, my wet pussy lips. **JNewbie: I want to eat you up. **CrystalHeart: Not now. That we can do later at your apartment. If not in the car on the way there. **JNewbie: *GROAN* **CrystalHeart: Right now, I'm moving to straddle your lap. Your hands are under my skirt, cupping my ass so you can guide me. I lift up and reach down with one hand to hold your cock still so I can slide down onto it. **JNewbie: Man, oh, man. **CrystalHeart: You're stretching me, ripping me open with how big you are. My head falls back as I struggle to breathe when your thick cock penetrates me. I keep pushing down, impaling myself on you, and I feel your fingers dig into my hips as I wiggle a little to seat myself on your lap. It feels so incredible to have your cock throbbing inside me. My body pulses in the same rhythm. **JNewbie: I've got my cock in my hand, imagining it's you around me. **CrystalHeart: It's me around you. I lean to kiss you and you slide your hands over my breasts. Your fingers pinch my nipples as I begin to rock on your cock, making it twist and thrust inside me. Shudders work through me even as your tongue teases mine. This is so incredible. You feel so good. **JNewbie: I'm pumping my cock, imagining I'm stuffing it up your pussy, ramming it into you. **CrystalHeart: I want you to fuck me now, Jake. I want to feel your cock pounding my cunt. I want to feel your hands on my body, your tongue on my skin, your breath mixing with mine. I want you to fuck me. Miranda was shaking with the need to touch herself. She had to finish this now. **CrystalHeart: Your hands are on my ass again, lifting me a little as you buck your hips. Your head is hammering my core and pleasure is flooding me. I'm shaking with it. I can feel my body starting to tighten. I can feel you swelling. You're bigger than anything I've ever felt and I feel so full of you. I arch my back and just ride, bouncing on your cock as I bite my lip to hold back the cries and moans. One of your hands moves and your fingers are rubbing my clit as your cock is pounding me...Oh, God, I'm going to cum. **JNewbie: Cum, please, cum for me. I want to feel you cum on my cock. **CrystalHeart: I let go and the fire sweeps through me. Even as my body is clenching around you, I feel your cock pulse and then your cum erupts inside me. It's like riding a volcano. I barely hold back a scream. Again and again, you erupt inside me. **JNewbie: I'm cumming. Damn, baby, I'm cumming on the freakin keyboard. Miranda couldn't hold back any more. She knew she had taken him over and now she desperately needed her own orgasm. **CrystalHeart: I've got to go. I've got to cum. **JNewbie: Meet me. Please. Meet me. **CrystalHeart: Yes....Yes. **JNewbie: Tomorrow night. Mike's Place. The bar on Eighth Street at 8pm. **CrystalHeart: Yes. **JNewbie: Best fantasy I've ever heard... Miranda leaned back on the couch and pushed her hand into her panties. Her fingers pressed into her pussy, feeling the slick heat of her juices envelope her thrusting digits. Once, twice...on the third thrust, her body erupted and she moaned in pleasure. And tomorrow, she planned to cum on Jake's cock. Online Fantasy Chat Ch. 03 Miranda slipped the strap of her sandal around her ankle and bent to fasten the tiny buckle. It glinted silver in the light from her dressing table and she stood back up, turning carefully as she checked herself in the mirror. Her silver sandals had six inch heels and made her quite tall--something she enjoyed since she was usually only five foot four. She had no idea how tall Jake was, but figured she could take off the sandals when they got to his bed. Her silvery dress swirled loose around her hips, skimming mid thigh, the bodice snug across her generous breasts, almost too snug as one of the thin chain straps kept slipping down her shoulder. Her dark hair was caught up in a silver barrette, baring her graceful neck and she smiled at the way her favorite necklace nestled between her breasts, drawing the eye down to the pale swells. She smoothed her dress down over her tummy, feeling butterflies inside. The dress and shoes had been an impulse buy and had sat in her closet for almost a year. She couldn't get rid of them – she'd blown almost a whole paycheck on them – but she'd never had the courage to wear them out before. Underneath the thin material she was naked and already quite damp. She wanted a naughty surprise for Jake; although she thought he might guess. After all, she'd been without panties in all their fantasies. She grabbed a small bag and her keys and left before the second thoughts got too loud. Miranda sauntered out to the parking lot and got smoothly into her old sedan. She started the car, already playing with the seat belt and realized too late that the air conditioning went right up under the dress. A quick shudder went through her as she adjusted the vents. She'd never gone without panties in something this short before. Her usual skirts were heavy denim and down to her ankles. Well, it was worth it if he appreciated the surprise. Even pointed away, the cool air in the car had her nipples hard and she felt her face flush with heat as the rest of her body reacted. She had to concentrate on driving, flashes of the dream, of their fantasies filling her mind. She was meeting him at a bar. What could happen at a bar? The drive didn't seem long enough when she pulled into the small parking lot beside the bar. It was only half full, but she figured the night was early. It was just shy of eight, so she hoped Jake was already there and she wouldn't have to wait alone. Although, if he was late and a better offer came along...no, she really wanted to meet Jake. Miranda took a deep breath as she opened the door to Mike's Place. She sauntered in, trying to look casual despite the butterflies. She glanced around, looking for a single guy by himself. It occurred to her that she should have gotten more details from Jake so she'd recognize him. Wait. She felt her stomach drop as she saw a face she recognized. She'd seen him today, outside her lab class before the last session she had. The man's face lit up as their eyes connected and she felt frozen as he got up and came towards her. "Hey, babe," he said softly, his eyes scanning her face. "You...I...I saw you today," she blurted it out, the doubts growing louder by the second. He looked sheepish and gave a small shrug. "I couldn't wait," he confessed, "I know it's creepy, but I'm not stalking you or anything. Really. I just knew you had a lab class today and thought maybe I could get a peek at you. It's the first time. Honest." His words were said quickly, but the tone of his voice wasn't anxious and she felt herself relax a little. "It was a surprise," she explained. She had told him about her schedule. She'd complained about her classes many times during their conversations and she could understand curiosity. She hadn't even thought about trying to find him on campus. She took a good look at him – he was slightly taller than her in her heels and on the thin side. He had thick dark hair that curled around his ears – one silver earring – and bright green eyes. Those eyes sparkled at her. "You're not upset, right?" he asked. He held out a hand and she slid her hand into his, letting him lead her back to the table he'd been at when she came in. "I just couldn't get you out of my mind and thought it wouldn't hurt." "As long as you're not disappointed," she answered, watching his face as she slid into the chair he held for her. "You're kidding...You're gorgeous and I already know the best parts of you," he dropped into the chair across from her, his eyes intent on her face. Then a look of doubt passed across his face. "What about you?" Miranda smiled for the first time since she'd walked in. She leaned forward on her elbows and gave him a view down the front of her dress. "I think you're going to get a fantasy tonight," she whispered. His eyes darkened and she felt a tingle in her body. "Thank God," he breathed, "After last night and seeing you sitting here, I'm on the edge already. I'd hate to have to go home alone." She laughed. "I'd wondered," she murmured as the waitress walked up to the table. "Can I get you guys something?" she asked. "I figured a couple drinks before we go somewhere for dinner." Jake didn't take his eyes from Miranda. "I'll have something light," Miranda said, glancing at the waitress. "What can you recommend?" "The hard cider's pretty good," Jake commented. The waitress nodded. "That sound okay?" When Miranda nodded, he looked at the waitress. "A cider and a beer," he said. She disappeared after making a note in her book. "I don't drink much," Miranda confessed, keeping her voice low as she glanced around. She'd seen the place before, but never been inside. It was nice, clean, and at the moment, pretty quiet. There were only two other couples at tables and a group of guys watching sports at the bar. "Then it'll be easy to get you drunk and have my way with you," Jake gave her a wink. The waitress gave him a look as she placed the bottles on the table. Miranda leaned across the table. "Maybe I'll get you drunk and have my way with you," she said, "I'm in the mood for a ride tonight." She watched him swallow hard and felt a thrill. She picked up the cider and took a sip. Not bad. And, after a second sip, she felt some of the tension loosen a bit. This was Jake. Finally. "Dressed like that, you could get any ride you want," he answered, leaning forward himself, "But I'm glad you're with me." She just smiled. "So, since I already know what you do and what you'd like to do with me, what should we talk about?" She almost choked on her sip of cider, but managed to swallow before she laughed. "That's all there is to life? Job and sex?" she chided. "Well, I thought it might be a bit early to ask about your family," he winked again and she grinned, "And we're a bit past the initial get to know you. After all, I know what movies you like, what sitcoms you hate and how you drive a clunker hoping someone will hit it and you'll get rich off the insurance." "What about you? I don't even know your major," Miranda pointed a finger at him, "Knowing the size of your penis and where you'd like to stick it is only part of the deal, bud." This time it was Jake who choked on his beer. "Tell me about you." And he did. Miranda learned about his brothers and their construction business, his own goals for architecture, the fact that he only had one more semester to go. She loved the light in his eyes when he told her about his life. Online chats only went so far, she thought, taking a sip of the cider she'd forgotten. "So you're one of those people with a life plan," she said. "But I'm flexible," he protested. "Sure, they all say that," she teased, then picked up her purse, "I've got to hit the little girls room." "Ready to head out after for dinner?" he asked as she stood. "Sure, I could use a bite," she answered, then leaned close to his ear as she passed him, "An appetizer to what I plan on eating later tonight." His cock, already hard, strained against his pants. Jake turned to watch her saunter towards the short hallway with the restrooms. The silver material draped smoothly over her ass and he wondered if she was naked. She had been in her fantasy last night. Come to think of it, she had been in the fantasy about being fucked by her student. He stood hurriedly, yanking out his wallet and dropping enough cash to cover their drinks and tip onto the table. Maybe this fantasy evening need to get started early. Jake caught her arm as she pushed the door to the ladies room open. Miranda turned, startled, and he put a finger to her lips as he hustled her into the bathroom. "Jake!" Her shocked whisper made him smile. He guided her into the last stall and slammed the door behind his back. "Fantasy number one, Miranda," he growled, putting his hands on her shoulders, "You asked for this." Miranda felt her knees go weak. She had asked for this. She'd just never expected... He spun her suddenly and she gasped as his body pressed her to the stall door, his mouth already hot and hard on hers. His hands were everywhere, stroking her breasts through the fabric, pinching her nipples. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue began to tease hers. His green eyes were dark and sharp on hers and she knew he what he was going to do. Part of her protested, but the bad girl was in control tonight. She drew back a little as his hands pulled her dress up. "I thought you were just going to listen while I got fucked," she whispered, sliding her arms around his neck. A dangerous look crossed his face and she shivered. "I'm going to give you more than you dreamt of," he growled, "You'll beg me to stop before I'm done with you." She curled her fingers in his hair and gave a small tug. "Yeah, right," she dared, loving the way his eyes narrowed. His hands cupped her ass under the dress, squeezing her bare cheeks. "You're playing with fire," he warned, his voice low and husky. She shivered again at the promise in his tone. "Burn me," she whispered. One of his hands shifted, pressed between her legs, and his fingers immediately found her clit. She was already swollen and wet, but he rubbed her little numb and reveled at the way her breath caught. "You're good at that," she managed, fighting not to moan, not to rock her hips against his hand. "I'd love to go down on you and show you just how good I can be," he teased, his fingers never letting up their stroking, "But we're a little tight on space, so I'll have to go for the fast fuck now." Even as she heard the words, his middle finger thrust up into her pussy. She arched against him, biting her lip to hold back the cry as her body quivered around his probing finger. He thrust his hand against her, his finger wiggling inside her soft passage, the sensations making her tense and tighten. "Later, I'll feast on your pussy, baby girl," he growled, "and you'll beg me to stop." He shifted his hand, added a second finger and she couldn't stop the moan. She lifted her leg to wrap it around his hip, opening herself to his fingers. He thrust them inside her, his thumb still rubbing her clit, and she ground her cleft against his hand. "Please, Jake," she whimpered, "I need your cock." "Not yet," he murmured, using his free hand to tug the straps of her dress off her shoulders, to tug the front of her top down and free her breasts. He bent his head, sucking her nipples, one and then the other, while his fingers continued to stroke her. She clutched at him, her head falling back against the stall door with a clunk as she whimpered and squirmed. He was so hard, he was afraid he'd explode in his pants. She was everything he'd hope for – eager, hot, a perfect wet dream. A fantasy come to life. If he didn't get inside her soon, they were both going to cum and he'd screw up the fantasy. His free hand moved to his jeans, tugging open the fly. He barely held back the groan as the pressure on his erection eased, his penis surging free. "Give me a sec to get a rubber," he managed, sliding his fingers out of her pussy reluctantly. He brought them to his lips, sucking her juices off them, savoring the taste of her. Miranda threw caution to the wind. She wanted this too much to wait any longer. "Fuck me now, Jake," she hissed, "Bury that fat dick in my cunt." The hand going for his wallet paused. "I don't want no damn rubber. I want your cock inside me." "God, yes," he groaned, shoving his jeans down, then scooping her up so she could wrap both her legs around his waist. He shifted his hips, his head probing her folds, seeking her opening. She let her head fall forward and rested her forehead on his shoulder. "Jake..." she murmured, a soft whine in her voice. Jake would have smiled, except his cock settled against her and he felt her wet heat on his tip. "Yes," he groaned, pressing into her. Miranda moaned as his cock penetrated, stretching her, burrowing deeper and deeper. He was rock hard and hot, searing her pussy as he drove in to her core. She lifted her head and looked in his eyes. "Yes," she repeated. Jake's fingers dug into her ass cheeks as he began to move, long smooth thrusts deep into her body. She rocked with him, her ankles crossed behind his back, lifting and lowering her hips as he fucked her. Their mouths met hungrily as her arms circle his neck and her fingers dove into his hair. He could feel her juices running down his shaft as he pulled back and then her soft slick pussy enveloped him as he surged deep again. Her embrace was heated, her muscles tight around him as he pumped. Even in his fantasies, he hadn't imagined she would feel so good. It was like a wet glove molding around his cock, stroking him with tiny fingers. Miranda couldn't get enough of him. The taste of him as his tongue teased hers or stroked her lips. His hands, big and hot, on her ass. His thick cock caressing her aching pussy. She'd give anything to have this last forever. The creak of the outside door interrupted their soft mumbles and the rhythmic rattle of the stall door. Jake drove deep, pinning her to the door with his body, his mouth fused to hers. They shuddered together as they heard someone enter the first stall at the far side of the room, do her business, and leave. As the outside door creaked closed, Jake lifted his head. "Almost busted," he murmured. He was so close to coming, the tight embrace of her pussy squeezing him, his balls swelling tight with seed. He'd never felt so hot, so swollen, so ready. Her eyes were closed, her face tilted up with a look of pleasure. Miranda was lost in the sensation of his penis throbbing inside her. Without the rhythmic slide, she felt every beat of his heart inside her pussy, the pulse and swell of his cock as he filled her, as his arousal grew. "Jake," she moaned, "I need..." Her body was spiraling up to climax, tensing, tightening, around his burgeoning erection. With a groan of his own, Jake began to thrust hard and fast, hammering her pussy with his entire length. He rammed his cock as deep as he could over and over, the stall door banging as he lost control. Miranda bounced against his hips, panting, whimpering, as his assault sent her body into overload. "Please..." she gasped, clutching his shoulders, her legs tightening around his waist even as her pussy clamped on his cock. Jake let his head fall back as his body arched, his penis buried to the hilt in her heat, his hips straining. "Jake!" She barely bit back the scream, making his name a strangled cry as she came. Her pussy rippled around his shaft as her cum enveloped him like a flood. He couldn't hold back. With a groan that came from his gut, he let his head fall to her shoulder as his cock pulsed and erupted, spurting cum into her core again and again. "Miranda," he whispered, his release emptying into her quivering pussy. They clung together, shuddering, for several silent minutes. Then he slowly raised his head. "That was a damn good fantasy," he growled. His cock was softening inside her and he gently shifted her to ease himself free. Miranda slowly lowered one leg, then the other to the floor, leaning back against the door as she caught her breath. "You were the fantasy," she smiled, sliding her arms around his neck once more to give him a deep kiss. Little had she guessed the online chat has only been the ghost of the man. Jake in person was more than she'd expected. "I'm thinking about skipping the restaurant and ordering in," he murmured, nipping the corner of her mouth, then nuzzling her neck. "I want to taste you." "Your place or mine," she whispered, tilting her head to let him lick below her ear, sending a shiver through her body. "It's a three block walk to my place," he answered, his breath warm on her ear, "I don't know about you and those heels. This is the first time I've wished I had a car..." "I've got my car," she replied, "Come home with me." She wanted him in her apartment, in her bed. She wanted him to take her on the couch where she'd first cum to his words. She wanted to take him on the couch and ride him until they couldn't move from exhaustion. "I want to make more fantasies come true." His chuckle was all the answer she needed. Online Fantasy Chat Ch. 04 Miranda straightened her dress, checking her hair and makeup in the mirror. Her face was still flushed, but she didn't expect that to change. Hot sex did that to a girl, she thought, shaking her head. She still couldn't believe... The bathroom door opened and she jumped. Jake's head peeked in. "Waiting in the hall by myself, sweetheart," he teased, "Are you ready yet?" His cocky grin had her smiling. He held out a hand and she took it. His grin widened. "Beautiful as ever," he said. "You're full of..." Her voice trailed off as the couple at the first table by the hallway snickered. Jake's hand went to the small of her back as he guided her through the tables towards the door. She trembled, realizing that these people knew... "Envious," he murmured, walking a little closer behind her, "All of them are just jealous." He nodded to a group as they passed, his hand warm and possessive. Miranda's smile grew. She saw the eyes looking her over and he was right. Those that knew were envious. She heard Jake's chuckle as the swing came back into her hips. "Easy, baby," he growled teasingly, "I don't want competition tonight." Miranda laughed, turning suddenly and catching his face in her hands. She gave him a quick kiss before tugging him towards the door. Her apartment seemed too far away. Jake's sudden jerk on her arm made her gasp, then his mouth was on hers and she melted against him. She was unaware of the hoots and cheers as his mouth claimed her in a hot kiss. When he eased back, his eyes, dark and hot, met hers. "Let's get you home," he murmured. His arm was warm against her back as he escorted her out of the bar. She shivered a little in the cool evening air and turned towards the parking lot. Glancing over her shoulder at him, she said, "I'm parked just over here..." As then rounded the corner of the building, Jake stopped suddenly. "Tell me that ain't it," he laughed, pointing at an ancient Volvo. The thing was dented in several places and an unfortunate shade of dirty white. Miranda sighed. "It works...sort of." She searched in her handbag for her keys. "They need to pay grad students more," he commented, running his hand idly over the hood, "Makes us undergrads not want to go to grad school." Miranda's answer never left her lips as she watched him circle the car, watched his hands slide over the dented metal. His body made her mouth water, the loose gait emphasizing his lean build, his comfort with his surroundings. She remembered how easily he'd held her as he'd thrust...Her legs felt weak as her core quivered. He leaned back against the car and just looked at her. "You okay?" he asked, concerned. She realized she was staring...but what she'd been seeing wasn't Jake, it was the possibilities for the rest of the evening. "You do know how to drive, right?" She was surprised how breathy her voice sounded. Jake cocked his head with a smirk. "You want me to drive this thing?" Miranda jingled the keys in her hands. "Think of it as a steed," she suggested. "To carry the princess home?" his smirk became a grin, "Are you looking for a knight in shining armor? Or do I get to be the dastardly villain?" " Now there was an interesting fantasy. He wondered if she had any corsets...or if he could bind her hands and have complete control. Miranda laughed. "Oh, my lord, please rescue me," she murmured, stepping closer, "You will be suitably rewarded..." Jake held out his hand and she dropped the keys onto his palm. "I expect to be amply rewarded," he growled, his free hand snaking around her back and pulling her close. She pressed against him, rocking her hips against his, feeling him harden against her belly. "All night, my lord," she purred, leaning in to brush her lips over his. Jake's fingers closed around the key ring. "Get in the car, wench," he ordered, his voice husky and rough, "Or I'll take my reward here." He loosened his arm to let her step back. Her heels clicked on the pavement as she rounded the car to the passenger side. Jake took a deep breath before opening the driver's door and sliding into the car. He reached for the seatbelt as he slid the key into the ignition...and found a cord in its place. He gave Miranda a look. She gave him a brilliant smile. "Grad school is so much fun!" Jake chuckled and started the car, wincing at the way the engine vibrated and coughed. Now he'd have images of her broken down on the side of the road stuck in his head. He backed out carefully and stopped at the edge of the lot. "Left," Miranda murmured, leaning close to him. "I stay at the Watership Apartments on Third." Jake nodded, thinking it felt nice to have her head on his shoulder...and her hand slide over his thigh. He concentrated on the road, trying to ignore the warmth of her hand sliding up and down his thigh. His pants were growing a little tight as her fingers brushed over his inner thigh for a moment. Did she know...? Miranda sighed, hiding a smile. She could feel the tension growing in him. Poor boy, she thought, seeing his hands tighten on the steering wheel. She had such plans for him. Jake cleared his throat as her fingers moved higher and brushed the bulge in his pants lightly. His cock swelled and throbbed and he was torn between he need to concentrate on driving and wanting her to touch him some more. "Ummm, Miranda," he finally managed, coasting to a stop at a red light. He looked over as she lifted her head and saw the sparkle in her eyes. Hot damn. "I'm...hot." She leaned close enough to whisper it in his ear, her hand cupping his cock through his jeans. Jake trembled, but the light changed to green and the car behind them honked, so he stepped on the gas. "So'm I," he mumbled, his hips jerking as she undid his fly, "Miranda..." His hands were clenched on the steering wheel, his eyes staring at the road blindly, as her fingers slid under denim and stroked him. The car behind honked again before zooming around him and off down the street. "I'm...wet," she murmured, leaning down, her hand wrapping around his cock and easing it free. "Damn, woman," Jake swerved suddenly into a parking deck and zoomed up the ramp. He squealed around corners until he found an empty level and then shot into a parking space, slamming the car into park. Miranda just laughed as she lowered her head and slid her lips over his head. Jake groaned as she sucked his tip, her hands tugging his pants open wider. Then she reached across him and he felt back as the seat back tilted. "Miranda..." She lifted her head a moment and gave him a hungry look. "I couldn't wait," she grinned, "I hope you don't mind." And she lowered her head again to take him deep into her wet mouth. Jake couldn't manage any words as she swallowed his cock, her throat muscles working around his head as she tried to suck. Then she began to bob up and down, sliding him in and out of her wet embrace. He groaned again, sliding a hand into her hair, his hips settling a little deeper in the seat as he spread his legs as far as they could go. Talk about a fantasy...he'd never imagined this one, but it was definitely his favorite. Miranda pressed her hands on him, one on his thigh, one on his hard stomach, balancing herself as she pressed his cock into her throat again and again. She could hear the sounds he made, feel them rumbling in his belly, and knew he was enjoying this. She loved the taste of him -- salty, musky, and that something that made him Jake. She imagined him cumming in her throat, the rush of hot salty cream, and hummed in pleasure. The hand from his thigh scooted up to tug on his fly again. She worked the denim under his balls, stroking her fingers over his hard flesh, hearing him grunt. She smirked, lifting her head to suck his head, tilting it to look at him. He lay back on the seat, his eyes closed, his fingers working restlessly in her hair. He was unshaven, the roughness of a day's beard on his jaw tempting her....no, she thought, remembering the thought of hot cum in her mouth. Jake struggled to think around the burning pleasure in his groin. Her fingers squeezed his balls gently and he felt his cock swelling, his orgasm too close. He gasped in a breath and managed to shift and sit up a bit. Miranda made a sound of protest, but kept sucking at his cock eagerly. If he didn't...he clenched his jaw, fighting the urge to erupt. He was not going to be the only one cumming if he could help it. Jake slid the hand in her hair down over her back and pulled up her skirt. She murmured something he didn't catch and shifted her hips back and forth. He fumbled with his other hand and managed to open the passenger window, so a cool breeze wafted into the car. Her head came up as it teased her wet pussy. "Jake!" He finally managed to breathe. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen and wet and he wanted her desperately. "As nice as your mouth is," he growled, "I want to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock." She smirked. "I was thirsty," she purred, stroking his thick erection as she leaned over and brushed her lips over his jaw. The cool air that had surprised her now felt exquisite over her heated skin. "I want you to cum in my mouth." She licked her lips as if tasting him. His breath stopped in his throat and he had to swallow hard. "Miranda..." The thought, the image had his balls tightening even more. He reached down to grasp the base of his cock firmly, pressing the vein that throbbed so close to release. Her lips pouted, but her eyes held a wicked promise. She sat back on her heels, cocking her head and looking at him. Fully dressed save for the dark red penis jutting from his groin, he was still the tastiest thing she'd seen. But her pussy did quiver in need. "Fine," she said and whipped her dress over her head. Naked, she stretched as much as the car allowed, purring in pleasure. She felt so good -- hot, needy, greedy. Jake couldn't stop the groan as she shook out her hair and her breasts thrust towards him. He reached for her, but she caught his hands, her eyes locking on his. "It is your reward, after all," she smiled, pressing his hands back against the headrest above his head as she climbed onto his lap, straddling him. "Keep them there for a minute," she ordered, letting go of his hands. Jake stayed still and just watched hungrily as she grasped his cock in one hand and rocked her hips against him. His breath caught as she positioned his head at her opening and he felt her juices dribble down his shaft. She was so wet, so hot, as she slowly lowered herself onto him, enveloping his throbbing penis a little at a time. He could hear her panting softly as she took him in and he groaned as she shifted her hips, adjusting to the stretch of his thickness in her tight pussy. His hands fisted as he fought the urge to shove her down onto him, to bury himself fully in her heated passage. Finally, after what seemed like hours, her breath gasped out and he felt his head bump her core. "Damn, Miranda," he rasped, "You feel so good." He felt her inner muscles flutter around him and groaned. "You're bigger this time," she managed, wiggling her hips to seat herself and making him groan even more. She was overwhelmed by the feeling of him, throbbing in the core of her body, her heartbeat pounding the same rhythm in her head. His hands reached out, cupped her ass, and she leaned forward to rest her hands on his upper arms. "I need to ride," she panted, her eyes meeting his. She saw the desire burning in his and felt her core clench. She'd done that, she thought with a grin. Jake saw the grin and answered it. He gave her ass cheeks a squeeze as she began to move, rocking, sliding her pussy up and down his cock in the same way she'd used her mouth. His cock throbbed and swelled under the friction of her hot pussy caressing his length. Her breasts hung just above his mouth and he lunged up to capture her nipple. She arched her back, crying out, her rhythm increasing as he began to suckle. More, she needed more. It was all she could think as she used her weight to drive his cock deep into her body. Her pussy ached and burned for him, the stroke of his hard flesh against her inflaming her. His mouth on her breast sent shivers through her. She couldn't feel the breeze any longer, her body on fire with pleasure and need. She was a dream, he thought fleetingly, as eager to fuck as he was to fuck her. He'd never met a woman who enjoyed sex like Miranda did. It had taken him a while to get her out of her shell, but he hadn't had sex like this in his wildest fantasies. She was panting, whimpering, as she bounced on his bulging cock, her pussy tightening, her body flushed and damp. He slid his hands over her, loving the curves of her, the feel of her soft hot skin. Miranda felt her climax an instant before it hit -- crying out as she arched, her weight driving him straight to her core. Her pussy clamped around his cock, squeezing tight, as the pleasure spiraled tight inside her. She heard Jake's roar, felt the hot splash of his release, and cried out again as everything inside her opened and gushed. Jake gripped her hips tight, his eyes locked on her face as he watched the pleasure take her. His own climax was ripped from his gut as he cried out and erupted like a geyser. Again and again, he ejaculated, his cum mixing with her cream as she shuddered wetly and collapsed against him. His hips kept jerking as he emptied himself into her, his cock pulsing. Finally going limp, he managed to wrap his arms around her as he struggled to breathe. Miranda shivered as the cool night air caressed her skin. Without the heat of passion, it was a little chilly. Jake's arms were strong, tight, around her and she shifted, shuddering again as his cock slipped and slid against her sensitive pussy. Aftershocks rocked her and she whimpered, settling again. "Give me a minute." His voice was rusty, rough and breathless and she smiled. He'd enjoyed it as much as she had. She lifted her head, then shifted to lay her forearms on his chest and rest her chin on her hands. "I enjoyed that," she purred, shifting her hips again to tease herself and grinning when he groaned softly. He was no longer erect, but still solid and thick inside her. "I did too," his eyes met hers, "That was an amazing reward." "Oh, that wasn't the reward," she chuckled, "You have to drive me home to get that..."