1 comments/ 7692 views/ 0 favorites Rickety Bridge Ch. 01 By: Chapter 01: The Beginning I had been playing this day out in my head for months. Today was the day when you and I would finally meet in person. Hear each others voices, see each others smiles, and listen to each others laughter. How would I act? What would I say? Would I live up to the expectations of your minds eye? All these thoughts raced through my head as the cab pulled up to your door. Too late to turn back, but too nervous to move, I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and open the door. Handing the cabby his fare, I exit the car and begin the short walk to your door. It had all begun so innocently. A quick hello on an internet chat line. We grew closer the more we learned of each other. Feelings of friendship blossomed as we realized how much we had in common. After months of chatting we decided to meet. Neither looking for anything other than the opportunity to spend time in each others company as the good friends we had become. Now here I stand, at your door. Knocking, I stand back and wait. You open the door and for the first time, the feelings of apprehension are gone. You are just what I had envisioned, those gorgeous blue eyes, bright smile, tattered jeans and a muscle shirt. "Hello" you say as you extend your arm out to grab my bags. "Hey there, I made it" I say as you show me in the door. "Is there a place I can freshen up before we leave?" "Up the stairs, to the right" is your reply. I grab my carry bag and head upstairs. Your home, from what I could see, needed a woman's touch. A quick glance confirmed it was an obvious bachelor pad, clean, yet very masculine, the smell of your cologne filling the air. I quickly wash up and change clothing for our outing. We decided to go hiking in the woods around your home. Give us a chance to chat as you give me a scenic tour of where you live. I throw on a white tank top and a pair of mid thigh khaki shorts. I fix my socks, and put on my tennis shoes. I quickly throw my hair in a clip to keep it off the neck, watching as a few strands escape the hold, grab my green button down shirt to throw over the tank top if I get cold, and down the stairs I come. I find you reclining back in your lounge chair. You have changed into shorts as well. "Shall we go?" I ask. You nod and meet me at the door. As we hike we laugh at our silence. We know each other so well, yet there is so much we do not. I look over at you, ready to break the silence, when I slip and fall. Laughing at my stupidity I look up at you to see your concerned look. "I'm OK" I am quick to say. As I try to stand, I realize I am not. My ankle hurts something awful. You bend down to help me up, putting your arms around me. The closeness of you makes me gasp. I close my eyes and breathe you in. Looping my arm over your shoulder, you help me to stand, holding on to me for balance. I lift my other arm to your shoulder to help me balance, but it is no good. We both slip and fall. You land in the leaves and grass, pulling me on top of you. Trying not to let our embarrassment show, we start laughing. I can feel your body shaking with laughter beneath me, your arms around my waist. My chest pressing against yours as you holds on to me. I try to move away, but your hold is strong. "I have dreamed of holding you like this" You profess blushingly. Unable to find the right words, I lean my head down. Our lips meet in a tentative, tender kiss. Slowly the kiss deepens and intensifies. Your hands wander up and down my back and neck. Your lips taste of mine with a passion I have never before known. Rolling to our sides my hands are free to explore your arms and back. I can feel the rippling of your muscles as you caress me with your strong hands. You slowly pull away from me. You look at me with your intense blue eyes and smile. Your fingers running through my loose hair, you take out the clip and allow the rest to cascade down. Burying your fingers in the silky brown locks, you pull me in for another kiss. The sounds of nature are broken by the sound of thunder, immediately followed by a downpour of rain. "We need to get to cover" you shout over the noise. Picking me up, you carry me to a nearby bridge and set me in the sand below. My white tank top clings to my body, my hair dripping and messy, my shorts stained from the fall, yet you look at me and I see desire in your eyes. You yourself are a mess, your green muscle shirt off kilter, your jogging shorts clinging to your legs, accentuating every curve, every dimple, every bulge. I pull my eyes away blushing as you sit next to me, your back to one of the bridge posts. As I turn back, you capture my lips in another kiss. This time the tentativeness is gone, the fear of rejection has disappeared. The time has come to see just how close we have become. Kissing you deeply I tug at your shirt, anxious to feel the body beneath it. I pull away long enough to get the shirt over your head. Shifting my body I straddle you and pin you to the post. I can feel your erection as you move beneath me. Your hands are like wildfire over my back. Anxious to get on equal footing you tear my shirt from my body. It drops to the ground in 2 pieces. Your lips leave my mouth and move their way down my neck. I arch back into your arms as your mouth works its magic over my skin. I reach forward and unsnap my bra, exposing my soft breasts to you. Your hungry mouth darts over my nipple before you envelop it with a hungry suckle. I run my hands over your head, shoulders and arms, moaning in delight as you move to the other breast. Wanting more, you pull me off your lap and lay me on the sand. Careful of my ankle you remove my socks and shoes, as well as your own. You lay nearly on top of me; your body half in the sand, as you begin your assault of kisses once more. Kissing my mouth deeply, passionately and hungrily, you leave me breathless. One hand plays with my hair while the other caresses my breasts and abdomen. Your mouth soon follows, heading slowly south. You unbutton my pants and work to pull them down, leaving me completely naked. "No panties?" you question chuckling as you pull back up to kiss me. I have had enough. I quickly roll and pin you to the ground, taking control. I kiss your neck tenderly, nibble at your ears, and then slowly work down your abdomen. I flick your tight nipples with my tongue as my hands work to pull off your shorts, leaving you as exposed as myself, though neither of us cares. Working my way down I mumble "I need to taste you". Quickly I take you in, feeling your penis tense and expand in my mouth. I pull away to lightly lick and kiss and teasingly suck, looking up at you daring you to stop me. You instead grab my head and push me down, guiding my mouth with every thrust. Your hardness only intensifies my desires. I can feel myself getting more and more aroused with every lick and every suck. Your breath becomes shallow, your body more tense. To my surprise and dismay you pull me away. "Not like this, not yet" you gasp. Rolling me over your mouth burns a trail down my abdomen. You bury your face in my pussy, licking persistently, building me into a renewed frenzy. Just when I think I can take no more, you penetrate me with 2 fingers, making me scream in delight. I grab at your head, trying to pull you away, I claw at your shoulders, digging my nails into your skin, but you are tough. Realizing it is hopeless I let go, climaxing quickly. Bucking and moaning as you keep on. As my shuddering subsides you move up and take me in your arms. Kissing me you pin me beneath you, spreading my legs wider with your knees. You lower yourself and tease me with the head of your penis, lightly stroking me as you kiss me and run your free hand over my body. My body arches in anticipation, my eager hands pulling you close, grabbing, and scratching. I nibble at your ear and whisper "Make love to me". That is all you need to hear. You start to enter me slowly, giving my body time to adjust. Impatient, I wrap my legs around you and thrust up, burying you deep inside me. We both moan and lay there not moving for a minute. We stare into each others eyes, reveling in the new sensations and the new found understanding of our feelings. Slowly you start to move, your hips grinding into mine, kissing me deeply as the warmth grows. I grab your head with one hand, keeping you locked in a kiss. With the other hand I rub what I can reach of your back. In one swift movement you lay on your back, pulling me on top of you. I shudder at the depth you find in me, you try to set a pace, but I take over. I need you, I want you, I will not be denied. Your hands play with my hair, my back, my bottom. Your back arches so you can nibble at my breasts, then kiss my lips. I can feel the tension and heat building, as I feel you grow and tense. As lightening flashes we climax together. Our moans join the rolling thunder. You fill me completely as you kiss me and caress me. I slide off of you and lay in your protective embrace under that rickety bridge, our makeshift shelter. We lay there for a time, talking, touching, kissing...before throwing our clothes back on, and making our way to your home, your arms around me helping me walk. My torn tank top a sign of the adventure we have shared. Our body prints in the wet sand, a tribute to their passion. And the weekend has only just begun... Rickety Bridge Ch. 02 Chapter 2: The Tub Peeking through the door I see you reclined in the claw-foot bathtub, bubbles covering your slender frame and full breasts. The memories of our afternoon making love in the rain still fresh in my mind, I can still feel your hands on me, your mouth kissing mine. The scent of you lingers on my skin. "John," your voice snaps me to reality. I open my eyes to see you staring up at me. "Are you planning to sit there and pretend you are not watching, or do you plan to join me?" My pulse quickens at the thought of joining you. "Come on in, the water is nice, and there is plenty of room" Just then you sit up, exposing yourself out of the bubbles, and making room for me. Suddenly embarrassed I turn to go. "Please" You say "Please join me." I quickly disrobe and climb in the tub of bubbles and warm water facing you. You gently reach up and touch my face, smearing bubbles from your scented bath across my cheek. "Turn around" you instruct. I stand and turn around, when I sit I find your legs spread to wrap around me. You quickly lock your ankles in front of me and pull me back. Taking the washcloth you slowly start washing my chest with your elegant fingers. All the while your breath on my neck sends waves of pleasure through my body. You continue to clean me, first my chest, then my back, followed by my hair. When you are satisfied that I am clean pull me back against you and hold me. We lay there talking, occasionally kissing; enjoying the time together, till we realize the water is cooling off. I stand up and turn the shower on to warm. I help you up, watching your reaction as you put weight on your sore ankle. Your body is magnificent. I find myself wanting to touch every curve, run my fingers across every inch of you. I pull you close and kiss you, but it seems you have other ideas. You pull away, looking me in the eyes before dropping to your knees. Immediately you start kissing and fondling my cock and balls. "You stopped me earlier, my dear" you mumble between kisses. "Let me love you this way now." With that you take my hardening cock deep into your mouth. Masterfully you move up and down, pulling me in and out of your moist mouth. Your tongue and lips quickly have me reeling. Almost involuntarily I start pulling away, looking for a place to lean against. Your right hand reaches around and grabs my bottom, pulling me closer to you, while your left hand fondles my balls. I cannot believe how intense the sensations you give me are. Two days ago we were merely companions online, today we are lovers. "Lovers" I think to myself, "Is it possible I am in love with her?" The thought escapes my mind quickly as I feel your pace quickening. "Wait Heather," I beg "Lets go in the other room." You look upset, but oblige. Without drying off I climb out of the tub, pick you up and carry you to the sofa. "Sit, or lay down" You offer. I choose to lie down, as you quickly re-stake your claim. In no time you have me back to where I was before. I somehow manage to pull your lower body closer to me and penetrate you with my fingers. Your moan sends shivers through my body. "Let me taste you" I ask as I pull you closer. You manage to keep sucking on me as you work your way on top of me. You slowly lower your deliciously adorable bottom towards me, as I ready myself. The taste of you is even better than before. The wetness of your pussy shows me just how much you want me. I greedily lick at you, darting my tongue in and out of you, enjoying every noise that escapes your pretty mouth. Feeling like I am about to explode, I work with a renewed fervor. I find your clitoris and skillfully lick it, then carefully suckle. Your body jerks in pleasure at my touch. Knowing how you enjoyed it before, I slowly use my fingers to tease your vaginal opening. "Deeper" you moan. I jam my fingers in giving you what you ask. Your begin sucking me faster, your hands on my thighs and balls, your mouth going up and down the base of my penis. I can feel my orgasm building. Wanting the pleasure to be mutual, I suck harder on your clit, and more aggressively finger you. I can feel you tensing around my fingers as you start cresting them with your juices. It would be torture to hold you off any longer. You start climaxing around me. Greedily I lick up the juices and continue to probe you. The feeling of your pulsing makes me smile happily. I find myself wanting to enjoy every second of this. Your moans are all it takes, as I cum in your mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure rips through me. You continue sucking and licking until every drop is gone and I start to soften. You then flip your body and curl up on next to me, your head on my chest, my arms around you. I grab the blanket off the back of the sofa and cover us. I half expect you to doze off. Lazily I run my right hand over your neck and shoulders, while your hand slowly runs through my chest hair. You then surprise me, pulling yourself up you begin kissing me. Gentle yet passionate, tender yet insistent. Your tongue pushes my lips apart as you kiss me deeply. You awaken all my senses once more; I can feel myself starting to harden. You must sense it too. Carefully you pull yourself so you are lay completely on top of me. My arms roam your back and butt, your hands running across my head, over my shoulders and down my arms. Different than it was earlier, I find myself much more patient; I can sense you feel the same way. Our kisses, though full of passion, are much calmer. Your mouth nibbles gently on my skin, my chin, neck and ears. "I love you John" I hear you whisper just before you tense and pull away. Both of us are startled by your words. Looking into your eyes I can see uncertainty and fear. "Do you mean that Heather?" I ask. "I...I" you stutter, looking as though you want to cry "I'm...Yes. Yes John, I love you." Blushing you look away and start to climb off the couch. I grab you and stop you, forcing you to look at me. "I'm sorry" you whisper. "I didn't realize how I truly felt about you until we met. I didn't mean to tell you this way." Your eyes well up with tears as you whisper again "I love you" "Heather," I reply gently "I love you too" You look at me puzzled. "I thought I may love you before we met. I know I do now. I love you." You meet my words with a kiss. Smiling through your tears you pick up where we left off. Only this time, we know what the other feels. Your legs spread around my thighs, as you search for me beneath you. Ever so gently you guide me in to you. I am met by your warmth and wetness and greeted with a low groan from you. You set a gentle pace, rocking us back and forth. Sitting up you look down at me, forcing me in deeper. My hands find your breasts. Squeezing each nipple just enough to make you wince then releasing. Your face shows me just how much you enjoy it. You bend forward just enough that I can suck on your nipples, sending shockwaves through you as I tease you. I see you wince a bit, as I realize your sore ankle is pinned. "Let's switch positions" I offer. With you laying down, legs spread invitingly, I take over. I lift your hips ever so slightly I find a comfortable angle and depth. I pick up the pace, thrusting in and out. "Let me try something" You moan. Slowly you put your ankles up over my shoulders, allowing your hips to raise higher and me a deeper angle. You tell me to lean forward a bit more, the feel of you this way is unbelievable. Your breath becomes ragged as I thrust home. I watch as your hands massage your own breasts, then slowly one works down to your clit. Though the angle is great, it isn't going to do it for you. As I continue to thrust, you work frantically at your clit, using my hands I take over massaging your chest and running my fingers through your tangled hair. Your cheeks begin to flush as your orgasm draws near. My sweat drips off of me and on to your skin, your sweat cascading down your cheeks and shimmering on your skin. "Look at me' you moan. "look me in the eyes, see what you do to me my love" Your words are muffled by your moans as you climax hard. Your eyes shimmer, your body quakes, I watch as you faint from the intensity of your orgasm as I take my release as well. Spent, yet happy, I lie next to you, cover us up and doze off.