0 comments/ 22301 views/ 2 favorites Cyber Love By: Vickymp I was in front of my PC monitor for over an hour, in a lesbian chat room, contacting in private a sexy 21 years old girl from England called Jazmin. Our hot chat had turned us on and I hated that my clothes weren't already on floor. I was fantasizing that - miles away - the little sexy beauty was already naked. She was typing short hot messages and she was making me feel like having real sex with her. I decided to lay back and enjoy her cyber love. I paused and reread the words that filled the computer screen. As it was many times before, I didn't find it hard to believe such words could come from a horny girl's fantasy. The images they invoked in my mind seemed so real. I could feel the Jazmin's wetness in my hands. Running my outstretched fingers across my lips, I could taste both the sweetness of my lips and the tangy taste of my impending climax. Keeping the image of her soft young body in my mind, I ran my fingers down across my throat and further downward until they brushed across the thin material of the pajama tops which covered my mounds. A soft sigh escaped my lips as my index finger caressed my nipple, already in a semi-aroused state, sending a pleasing tingle across my chest. Closing my eyes I imaged it was Jazmin's hand not my own. A second finger followed, then a third. Each finger in turn ran again and again across the short thick protrusion as my other hand left the keyboard and played a similar concerto on it's twin. With slow, deliberate movements, I began to unbutton my top. With each open button, the view of my bosom grew larger and larger until I opened the top and the plentiful mounds fell free. My aureoles were almost two inches across and stood out as dark circles against my oil skin. My nipples were thick like the nipples of a baby bottle, just begging to be sucked. I reached up and ran my fingers across each breast, rubbing my thumbs across the nipples. Then I pulled one breast up as far as I could and reached out with my tongue. I was just able to caress my own nipple. Then I repeated the action with my other breast. "Oh yes, Jazmin!" I said softly as familiar sensations coursed within me. "Right there, babe!" The image of the young girl was so real I could smell the soft freshness of her black hair. The sparkle in her dark eyes and the seductive charm of her slightly crooked smile were a composite of all the young girls I had known so long before. The same young girls I always fantasize about on my lonely nights. My fingers traversed the valley between my breasts bringing with them the memory of the first time I'd let a girl touch me there. I ran my tongue across my lips, savoring the memory of first kisses and the thousands that followed over the years. Strong hands continued to play with my breasts, squeezing and stroking the warm flesh. My skin had always been so sensitive, even more so when I was aroused. I remembered what a delightful discovery that had been when I was a teenager first exploring my body. "Jazmin, you are so good at this!" I said to the empty air. My young phantom lover continued on her downward journey. Tracing an outline across my flat stomach, she drew circles around my navel. Around and around her fingers glided, edging against the waistband of my dark red panties. By the fourth circle, they were slipping under that barrier. "Oh Jazmin, I want you so much", I said in an unconvincing voice, even as I opened my legs wider to allow easier access. The first warm touch of flesh against my pubic mound was enough to break down my barriers. With a practiced hand I used my free hand to grip the side of my panties and with a sight lifting of my ass, slide them down my legs. I was glad I never wore the bottoms of my pajamas. Extending my middle finger, I ran it up and down the length of my femininity, parting the sort trimmed black hairs that surrounded it. "Oh yes!" I murmured. Parting the folds of my pussy, I slid my finger inside myself and enjoyed the feeling as my tightness closed around it. Gently I slid it in and out, simulating the motion of my tiny dildo. My outstretched thumb played with my tiny clitoris, increasing the waves of passion that radiated from within me. My free hand had returned to my breasts, continuing to play with the softness of each globe and the hardness of my nipples. A second finger joined the first and the tempo of my penetrations increased as well. It wasn't long before a third finger found it way within me as well. My body heat soared as my wetness fueled a raging fire. Beads of sweat began to cover my body as I began to buck back and forth, keeping pace with the motions of my hands. My breaths came in shorter gasps as more and more of my reality was caught up in a whirlpool of desire. Between breaths came moans of ecstasy, which rose in volume with each passing minute. I could feel the walls of my womanhood contract around my fingers, a sensation that only spurred my onward. I could actually feel the press of my young lover's body against my own, the warmth of her excited breath against my skin. Mental images of a rising tide of youthful lust filled my thoughts as I visualized her licking me. My body tensed and arched backward as my own energetic efforts produced the results I wished from my imaginary lover. As my thumb raced across my clit one last time, it provided the final spark to set off a conflagration of unbridled lust. My body quaked and quivered as a silent scream issued from my lips. "Oh God, Jazmin, yes...oh yes!!!" I mouthed wordlessly as wave after wave of delight crashed across my body. My climax took only moments yet lasted for hours as I lost all sense of time and space. I was sitting on a chair in my workroom; I was in the arms of my lover. I was in both places at the same time. I was a blazing fire raging out of control. Then just as suddenly I was a cooling block of ice as reality imposed itself and the ravages of passion subsided. "That was fun..." I said as I took a deep breath long minutes later. My skin was moist from the sweat of my efforts and I knew a shower was definitely in order. But first things first! Sometimes I just got a little too carried away with my chats. Hopefully, it was reflected in my efforts. Turning my attention back on the screen, I smiled a smile of satisfaction. "It looks like you got me off well enough, Jazmin!" I mused. "Time for me to return the favor, babe!" With that, my nimble fingers spread out across the keyboard and I began to type once more. Cyber Love I was bored at home. There wasn't anything worth watching on the tube. I was bored with site hopping and the same old chat rooms that I usually frequent. I wanted a change of pace, so to speak, from the regular chat sites. So I decided to do a search on adult chat sites. My eyes almost popped out of my head on the total number of adult sites that was listed. As I browsed through the list, I started to get frustrated. It seemed as if they were all the same, just with different names. I was just about to give up the search when an advertisement in big bold letters had caught my eye. "ALLURE - AN ADULTS ONLY CHAT SITE!! WHERE YOUR DEEPEST SEXUAL DESIRES ARE FULFILLED!" I thought it was a good attention grabber. But that wasn't what really got my attention. Just below that heading was what perked my interest, it said: "WE CUSTOMIZE EACH EXPERIENCE TO MEET YOUR SEXUAL NEEDS!! CLICK HERE TO ENTER -------> [] " I had to laugh to myself, how the fuck are they going to customize MY experience? Its on the fucking screen! But being the curious bitch that I am, I just had to find out exactly how they was going to "customize" the experience. I clicked on the box at the end of the arrow. It immediately took me to another screen. It looked as if I was standing in a smoke filled room. As the smoke cleared, I could see the outline of someone waiting patiently for the smoke to completely clear. As if someone had turned a light switch on, the cloud of smoke had disappeared and left in its place a drop-dead-gorgeous, could-pass-as-a-model-looking man with bulging muscles everywhere. I swear if I wasn't drooling! He snapped me back to reality with his next words .. .. .. "HELLO JONIQUE. WELCOME TO ALLURE WHERE YOUR DEEPEST SEXUAL DESIRE IS ABOUT TO BE FULFILLED." What the fuck?? I thought. How the fuck did he know my name??? This was getting a bit too strange for me!! "PLEASE GO TO THE NEXT SCREEN JONIQUE TO ANSWER A FEW QUESTIONS. ILL BE WAITING FOR YOUR RETURN." A few questions huh?? I thought. Ok, this is more like it!! I figured they would ask the usual questions, you know . . . Name, age, sex, location and description. But to my surprise, that wasn't the case. Again I clicked on the box at the end of the arrow, which went immediately to the next screen that looked like clouds of smoke moving about. There in the middle of the screen was 2 hot pink words. The word "YES" was squared within green, whereas the word "NO" was within red. I sat there staring at the screen. Looking for some clue as to what the question is that would prompt a "YES" or "NO" answer. There was none. This place was getting stranger by the minute! "What should I do?" I thought. Hmmm . . . Again my damn curiosity got the better of me and couldn't leave well enough alone! So I went ahead and clicked on the word "YES" held my breath, and hoped for the best. After clicking on "YES" I stared at the screen. I couldn't believe my eyes! The clouds of smoke that was moving about had remained! So I clicked on "YES" again. This time the smoke took its sweet time disappearing. When it finally did, I was left breathless! My eyes fell upon a waterfall, falling into a pool of water held in by over sized boulders. There was a group of 7 people in the water. 4 men, and 3 women. A couple was in the water fucking like there was no tomorrow. And from the sounds of their moans, it seemed as if they didn't care if it did or not. I was startled when the man that was by himself, came up to me and hugged me from behind. He started kissing on my neck. I tried to turn around to scream at him, but couldn't. He had a firm hold of me and the way he was kissing my neck, had a calm, mesmerizing effect on me. He started to undress me. The first thing to go was my top, then my skirt. He left me standing in my underwear for a moment, to call the others over and then returned to where I was. It was only then that I saw he was the man that I was drooling over earlier. I looked at him with a puzzled look, but didn't ask the question. He silenced me by putting a finger to my lips. He then took me in his arms and kissed me in 1 swift movement. His tongue parted my lips and found its way into my mouth, teasing my tongue. His hand found its way to my breast, his thumb lightly rubbing my nipple through my bra. I sensed someone behind me and felt my lace panty being slid down my legs. Then the pressure of a finger finding its way into my moist pussy was about all I could take. Suddenly my knees became weak and almost buckled under me. I guess my legs parted enough for the next thing I knew, I felt someone's fingers parting my lower lips and was filled with the persons tongue darting in and out of my pussy, fucking me. I started to moan softly. If the attention my pussy was getting wasn't enough, I felt another pair of hands parting my ass cheeks, and someone's tongue teasing my asshole. "OOOHH!! FUUUCCK!!" I managed to moan out loud. I was ready to cum all over the persons face licking my pussy. My outburst stirred some excitement from the 3 that was lavishing my body with much needed attention. I was gently pushed forward at the same time the person behind me was pushing his big rock hard cock into my, now dripping, pussy. "OHH! MY!! GOD!!!" I moaned out loud. My head was being pushed down towards a hard cock. Which I hungrily took into my mouth and started sucking him hard. Someone slipped under me and was lapping at my clit in time to the stroking my pussy was getting. I tried to push away the cock in my mouth, only to have my head held in place and my arms held behind my back. My bra was removed, finally freeing my breasts from their restraints. 1 of my breasts was getting a massage, the other was being sucked on hard. I felt light headed, as if my mind had difficulty processing the different sensations my body was experiencing. "OOHH!!" I heard just a second before my mouth was filled with cum. With that there was a chorus of moans around me. The next to cum was the guy fucking my pussy. His strokes got harder, ramming his cock into me as he came. My clit was getting an extreme work out by the person sucking and licking me, whom I later found out was a female. Her pussy was getting fucked just as hard as mine was. The person that was working magic on my breasts suddenly stopped what he was doing. It seemed as if he had suddenly froze and I didn't have to wait very long to find out why. He was shooting a load of cum into the female that was riding him hard. When everyone had their turn cumming, we just collapsed in an exhausted heap on the ground. still breathing hard, I told everyone, "THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I'VE EVER EXPERIENCED SOMETHING LIKE THIS!" They just laughed at my remark and said in unison: "ALLURE IS WHERE YOUR DEEPEST SEXUAL DESIRES BECOME REALITY!" All I could do was laugh right along with them. Then the man that came in my mouth stood up with his hand held out to me. I took his hand and stood up. He led me along a hidden trail that led straight to the waterfall. I didn't see his lips move, but heard him say, "I'm still hungry for your magnificent body, Jonique." At first I had thought there wasn't anything behind the waterfall. But there was a cave high enough for someone to walk into comfortably. My companion draped his arm over my shoulder and led me into the cave. He then informed me that he had forgotten something, that I should continue walking straight ahead and he'll be right back. While he went to retrieve the forgotten item, I continued walking. I must've been sleep walking because when I "woke up" I was walking through my front door. I quickly went to my computer. Just as I thought, it was still on the screen where I had found ALLURE at. Only ALLURE wasn't on the screen anymore. Cyber Love I met Ken on the web in an online chat room. I wasn't sure if he was gay or straight and in the beginning it hadn't mattered. We found we had a lot in common and I really enjoyed talking to him. We had exchanged emails early on in the friendship and it wasn't uncommon for him to send me one at work with either a funny antidote or just to say hi. We no longer were hanging out in the chat room we had progressed to IM each other as I said he was fun to talk to. It was about three weeks into the friendship when I discovered his sexual orientation. It had become our pattern to hit each other up after work to talk. It was after midnight and had yet to hear from him. Was surfing for some good porn looking to get off before turning in for the night. When I saw him sign in as was our custom last in first to talk so I waited to see if he was up to talking. Ken: u still up? Rob: yeah can't sleep how bout u? Ken: just got in went to a club after work man it was a disaster Rob: want to talk about it? Ken: u sure u want 2 hear? Rob: yean man what r friends 4? Spill it Ken: it was horrible man I was looking to get laid no luck till I started talking to this chick man she was hot. I had my answer straight damn. Ken: and I was sure I was going to get lucky till her bf showed up man I'm horny as hell Rob: loll same boat dude Ken: loll really? Rob: yeah was surfing for porn :p Ken: tired of getting off alone thou dude Rob: let's get off 2gether I couldn't believe I had made the offer but my cock was throbbing and it gave a twitch at the ideal. Ken didn't answer right away was scared I had offended him Ken: I'm game Rob: cool- runs my hands down ur chest b4 taking ur penis in my soft hands I rub u up n down Ken: dude that's hot - drops to my knees n takes ur hard rod n2 my mouth I could tell he was new this but still I was about to bust my dick was leaking precum just from knowing I was turning him on Rob: u touching urself? Ken: yeah r u? Rob: yes dude I'm already about to explode Ken: same .Knowing he was touching his self was the final draw I shot my load into the tissue Rob: dude I'm Cumming already Ken: loll I just did Rob: loll Ken: can we do that again sometime? Rob: sure dude maybe next time we use the cam Ken: I would like that nite Rob: nite There was many next times and we did use the cam watching him cum always sent my over the edge to my own release. After steaming up the computer screen for months we agreed to meet in person. We decided to meet at a coffee shop. I was pretty sure I trusted the guy but you can never be sure you know. I didn't know drinking coffee could be so erotic. I was hard just from watching him sip his coffee I found myself fascinated by the shape of his hands it wasn't hard to imagine his hands wrapped around my aching cock. He gave a little laugh I looked up into his eyes to see I wasn't the only one affected. The coffee shop was around the street from a motel in mutual agreement we both rows at the same time. I paid the check as we exited the coffee shop. We checked into the motel we didn't waste time on pleasantries we just came together lips to lips. His were as soft as cotton velvety smooth the inside of his mouth was so hot and wet; we were rubbing our tongues together. I couldn't get enough of his taste he tasted of the coffee we had just drunk but there was something more I couldn't get enough. We had our hands up each other shirts he was playing with my nipples and I with his. Our groins were pressed together. After months of just foreplay online it was too much I blew my load in my pants as I felt the tremors of my release I felt his body in my own do the same we held each other as we rode out the waves of our release. We looked into each others eyes and laughed like school boys. We stripped down naked and moved the show to the bed he was kissing a trail down my chest pausing to take my taught nipples into his mouth I was hard and dripping. He moved down to stick the tip of his tongue into my belly button. My hips rocketed off the bed. He move down and gently kissed the head of my penis he stuck the tip of his tongue out lapping at my precum he licked down my shaft cleaning it of all my cum from my earlier release I was withering in ecstasy. He licked down taking my heavy sack into that lovely mouth of his. He ran the tip of his tongue around my bud before sticking it into the rim. He then began tongue fucking my tight ass. I writher in ecstasy, my breathe coming in quick short pants. As he rubbed my aching nipples between his thumb and index finger. He gentle insert one finger into my tight hole. He slow worked into he could add another ad another. When he was sure he had prepared me for his invasion he moved back up taking my bottom lip between his strong white teeth he nibbled it before claim my mouth in a passionate kiss as his tongue enter my mouth he stuck the head of his penis into my ass all the way to the base. I was so aroused by his mouth I didn't feel the slightest pain. He pause his movement for moment content to devour my tongue for now. I had never felt as content as I did with him inside me. We begin to move him taking me with long powerful strokes. It didn't take long before I was pushed into another shattering orgasm. The feel oh my ass squeezing him as I attend my release sent him over as well. When we came back to earth he smiled down at me before laying his face into my neck. His breathe teased my neck as he said to me: That was the best sex I had in a long time. Don't think I want to ever give up. Told him he would never have two that was five years ago and we haven't been apart since. Cyber-Love I irritably flick the annoyingly thin pages of my magazine over for the twentieth time, hopelessly wishing I would find a riveting article that would last for half an hour. I had been staring out the window, lost in my own thoughts for a while, but then an old man sitting opposite me had said that ridiculous phrase – 'Cheer up, love, it's not the end of the world!' – and I had kind of lost interest, and resorted to a magazine I'd read over and over again. I leant my head back on the rest, and blew the strands of curly red hair off my forehead, letting them fall back on my ears. Staring at the faded blue ceiling of the train, I let my head roll to the side, and I gazed out of the grimy windows, my magazine just something for my fingers to fidget with now. My thoughts led to Andy, the guy I was on my way to meet. We'd corresponded over the Internet for months, talked on instant messenger numerous times, many of those occasions getting us both aroused and ending in cyber-sex. Kind of ironic that I had had cyber-sex with so many guys I couldn't remember them all, but I was still a virgin in reality. I'd met Andy in a chatroom, I was bored one day and had decided to go and talk to people online, and ended up chatting to Andy. That first conversation was really just about us, our looks, names, music tastes etc. He was 19, and I was just 18. I logged off, having added him to my instant messenger account, with my mind in a whirl; he was so similar to me in likes and dislikes I found it slightly hard to believe. For example, music. We were both huge Queen fans, and liked some of My Chemical Romance, although preferring their old music, excepting the song Mama, although Andy had a soft spot for Cancer. We both thought Avril Lavigne had become pure teenage pop bullshit, and her old music was far more soulful – we both liked Van Morrison, Billy Idol, Kirsty MacColl – although we definitely differed when it came to Jim Croce. I thought he was great, but Andy viewed him as old-fashioned country style crap. And here I was on my way to meet him. I'd met him before, he'd come down to where I lived for that, and we met in a coffee shop, just to get a drink and say hello. We'd clicked at once, and ended up exchanging a heated kiss as we parted, which I know could have grown into more, but I didn't want to just then, I needed to be certain that I wanted to lose my virginity to this man. Over the next few months I grew more certain that he was the right guy, and he knew that I felt like that. When he suggested meeting again, I agreed instantly, and couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day. And now, here I was, less than... God, ten minutes away now! How had the time gone so quickly? Had I really been daydreaming about Andy for that long? I felt myself give a little secret smile, and let my head roll back again. I could spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about Andy sometimes. I closed my eyes, and remembered an email he had sent me a few days earlier. I can't wait until you come down; just the thought of seeing you has me touching myself at nightmare, imagining your tight, delicious pussy here with me, along with the most beautiful girl I've ever known. I imagine lightly holding your hip as I kiss you, sliding my hand across your stomach to the hem of your panties, just resting there for a moment, happy to wait for you. As our kissing gets more heated, our lips connected, tongues touching as we taste each other, an urge to discover your most secret taste overcomes me, and I let my hand slide underneath the cool material of your panties, kissing down your neck. I hear a soft moan emitted from those beautiful rosy lips, as my finger touches your pussy, caressing it as my lips draw ever closer. I catch your hardened nipple in my mouth, letting you feel my finger strongly pressing into your pussy as I softly suck on your nipple, feeling your ribcage rising and falling rapidly beneath my free hand and mouth. You hold my head to you, stroking my hair, running your fingers through it, as I taste you. I move away from your nipple, kissing it softly before moving down your body again, circling my tongue around your belly button as I slowly remove your damp panties from your body. You spread your legs, desperately caught in passion, needing my tongue and mouth to caress you, to grant your release as I swallow your come. I'm so ready to taste you now, my tongue creeping across the soft skin underneath your belly, so close now, your breathing coming so fast as my finger teases you, giving you pleasure but not enough pressure to grant you your exquisite release. My tongue gently brushes your clit, making you jump, and a low moan escape from your mouth. I love that sound, so my tongue reaches out again, touching your clit again, but you're ready for me, you won't be caught by surprise that way again. I groan, and slide my finger deep inside you, hearing you gasp, and tilt your hips up at my face, pushing into my face as I lower my mouth to your pussy, and lick slowly up and down, tasting you, your beautiful taste. I hear your breaths are becoming erratic, fast, hard, and I know you'll come soon. I withdraw my fingers, and quickly thrust my warm tongue up your dripping wet pussy, rewarded with a throaty cry, as you spread your legs even wider, and your hands hold my head to you as you come into my mouth. I lick every drop of your come off your pussy, cleaning you, before rising up and kissing you to pass on the taste. Does that sound good to you? We'll have to find out when I see you, hmm? Love you forever, Andy. I dwelt on his words, imagining how it would be if – when, it became a reality. I only had to close my eyes to see his face, the dark shaggy, unkempt hair falling constantly over liquid chocolate brown eyes, the kind of eyes you can't help but stare at. A strong face, very attractive to a girl like me, due to his high cheekbones and long eyelashes giving him a slightly feminine quality... very sexy, I thought, but I've always liked that look in guys. Andy and I both looked very different. While he had very dark brown hair, mine was naturally red, and very curly, whereas his was just... shaggy. He was tall and strong, I was medium height and quite slim, but I was by no means very blessed in the breast area, they were a C cup, but didn't really look that size – a trait that has always considerably annoyed me. Andy seemed to like them though, when we kissed as we parted last time, his hand had made its way straight there, despite the fact we were at a train station and it wasn't exactly the most appropriate of places. The cool female voice startled me out of my reverie, prompting me to thrust my magazine into my bag, and shrug it on to my shoulder as we neared my stop. I moved jerkily through the crowded seats, and succeeded in hitting several people with my bag as I went, quickly jumping off the train and taking a deep breath of fresh air... air which turned out to be thick with sweat and the sharp catch of cigarette smoke. I released the breath through my teeth, scanning the crowds for Andy, but unable to see him. Frowning, I looked again, taking a couple of steps forward and standing on tiptoe. Just when I was starting to get a bit disconcerted, I felt a pair of strong arm wrap around me from behind, catching my fingers in his hands, and I leant backwards into them, laughing slightly. 'Hey, you.' His voice said affectionately. 'You thought I'd forgotten about you, hmm?' 'I wasn't certain.' I replied, smiling up at his upside down face as he squeezed my body before letting me go. Stepping back, he let his eyes roam up and down my body, a smile slowly curving his mouth. As his hand still loosely remained in mine, I tried to return his gaze, but couldn't help letting my eyes flick downwards and a childish pink blush appear on my cheeks. 'I like it when you blush,' he said softly, letting his hand escape my fingers to brush against my hot cheek. His cool touch brought butterflies soaring into my stomach, as he let his hand lift my chin, and his mouth touched mine. He gently touched the tip of his tongue to my lips, feeling me open them, entering me, tongues exploring, heat where he touched, his hand on my face, butterflies, heat engulfing us, alone in our secret world where it was just the two of us, the two of us kissing softly, alone and secret. Our eyes were closed as his warm mouth covered mine, our tongues dancing with each other and exploring. 'Excuse me? Sir? Miss?' A vague voice disturbed our respective reveries, as we slowly broke apart, my eyes still closed as I tried to hold on to the moment. I felt Andy hustling me away, as he bent his head to whisper in my ear, 'I think that guy thought that we were about to get seriously inappropriate.' I let out a slightly laugh, but the close proximity of his lips to my skin had me slightly breathless, as he clearly knew it, as I caught a glimpse of his eyes twinkling as he kissed my ear lobe, and bit it slightly, as he drew his arm around me and we carried on walking, starting to chat about nothing in particular. I'm not really certain where exactly we were going, I think we were just wandering aimlessly when we came across a sweet little coffee shop. It was one of those old-fashioned ones that are cropping up all over the place, with a slightly Victorian air to it. 'Coffee?' Andy asked, nudging me and gesturing towards the place. 'That would be great... I'm thinking Mocha?' 'Oh yeah, you've mentioned Mocha coffees so much over the last few months! I should have come to meet you with one, hmm? Now, that would have looked all romantic and like I listened to you!' 'Well, you can make up for it now by getting me one!' I laughed, patting his arm as we went into the shop. We wandered up to the till, and my eyes were drawn to a couple at the back, sitting close together and laughing, caught in their own little world. The woman was about 20, the man a bit older, but they looked so happy it was hard to believe anyone could find such bliss. I felt Andy slide his hands down my arms to capture my hands, standing behind me. 'What are you thinking of?' He whispered, kissing my neck. 'I'm thinking about how happy that couple look.' I answered him, leaning my head back to rest on his shoulder as he continued to kiss me. 'They're sweet.' Before we get the chance to continue the conversation, the bored looking middle aged woman behind the till nodded us over, and we shuffled forward to place our order. 'I'll go find a seat, okay?' I muttered to Andy, when I saw that the café was getting quite busy. I scanned the room, having got an affirmative nod from Andy – and an affectionate pat on the rear – and spied a spare table near the couple I had been watching. I swerved my way over to it, adjusting my bag on my shoulder, and sat in the seat, swinging my bag over my head and dumping it on the seat next to me. The woman saw me making myself comfortable, and smiled at me, indicating with her head at Andy. I smiled back, blushing slightly, and glanced over at him. He was self-consciously making his way over to the table, and finally reached it with a couple of cups of frothy coffee. 'Hey,' I said, smiling at him, as he sat next to me, and rested his arm around my shoulders. He looked at me for a second, and then smiled, a smile with a definite dirty undertone to it. 'You want to know something?' he whispered, leaning in towards me. 'Yeah, what?' I replied, letting my hand catch his. 'When I was over there, all I could think about was what you would taste like.' 'What do you mean?' Andy gave me a suggestive look, and moved his free hand on to my thigh, stroking me through the skirt fabric. At this, my face flushed, and he chuckled. 'I love it when you blush,' he said, and kissed my cheek softly. I reached up and stroked his cheek. 'You should blush sometimes. It would suit you.' He started laughing at this, and shook his head. 'Not going to happen, honey, I haven't blushed since I was ten and some girl gave me a black eye and told the entire class about it.' 'She did that?' I chuckled. 'Kids can be so mean... why did she give you a black eye?' 'I trod on her Barbie, and accidentally ripped her dress.' 'I hate Barbie's, so I have to say well done!' Andy laughed, and hugged me, before passing me my Mocha coffee. Before taking a sip, I glanced up, and saw the woman watching us with a faint smile on her face. As I looked at her, she snapped out of her reverie, and grinned at me, half laughing at herself. I raised a hand, and smiled back, and saw her readying herself to leave with her partner. I took a long sip of my coffee, feeling Andy's foot nudging mine under the table, and smiled into my cup. He quickly drank about half of his cappuccino, and made an appreciative sound, winking at me. 'This place does fantastic coffees. How's your Mocha going?' He enquired, nudging my calf with his sock clad foot. 'It's good. I think it's second only to that theatre place in London... they do the best Mocha's ever.' 'Wow, really? We'll have to go there sometime.' His foot was gaining a bit more confidence, working its way up my leg and stroking my thigh. I moved forward in my seat slightly, enjoying the feel of his toes rubbing my skin. 'Yeah, we will. I'm thinking coffee and a doughnut... they do great doughnuts as well. During my work experience thing a while back, I used to go there after the day was over to have a coffee. Very de-stressing.' Andy chuckled. 'Sounds like a good time.' 'It really was.' I said, slightly breathily, as his toes were stroking the fabric of my panties now, making my own toes curl. 'Mmm...' I heard myself let out a low sigh, moving my hips forward to press his toes into my pussy. His arm around me pulled me closer, as he bent his leg in a manner that surprised me, seeming inordinately flexible, pushing his toes into my pussy, frustrating me in the fact that he was so close, yet so far in the fact that he was limited in how far he could reach while my pussy was protected by my panties. 'You want to get out of here?' Andy whispered in my ear, biting my earlobe softly and smiling as I let out a soft moan. 'Yes.' I answered, and after his toes grinded into my pussy once more, I slung my bag over my shoulder and we left the café, his arm loosely around my shoulders as we walked. 'I live about five minutes walk away from here,' he said, as we walked along, breaking the amicable silence, which was slightly marred by the sexual tension that has considerably built up over the last ten minutes or so. 'Okay,' was my quiet response, as my mind was working overtime, a thing that was clearly obvious to him, judging by his look of amusement and the swift tightening of his arm around me. 'What are you plotting in that clever little mind of yours, hmm?' he wanted to know, as we walked through the high street and turned into a calm looking road. 'Not really certain myself.' He let out a low laugh as he gestured at a house that was clearly divided into flats. 'Here we are.' We walked up to the red front door, the paint slightly chipped from more or less constant use, and Andy pulled a key out of his pocket, his random Donald Duck key ring making me smile. As we entered the hallway, I followed Andy up the worn stairs, and stepped into the door at the top after him. As we entered, I stood still and looked around, as Andy crossed into a door across from me. He had the walls painted a cheerful butter yellow colour, a colour I remember vividly from my childhood, my grandmother having used that colour in every room in her bungalow. It brought back some very happy memories. There was a old-fashioned woven rug on the dark wooden floor, and a homey looking table to the left, with a small bowl of dried flowers in it, something I'd never seen in a mans house before – well, a man who no longer lived with his mother. It was pleasantly refreshing. 'Fran?' His voice made me jump slightly, I was absorbed in his hallway... a fact that made me smile as I wandered through to where he was, a room that turned out to be a kitchen. Andy was at the sideboard, grinning at me. 'Do you want something to drink?' he asked, winking at me. 'No thanks, I'm still pretty satiated from my Mocha.' I answered, smiling back at him. 'Okay.' He continued watching me, and as our eyes connected, moved slowly away from the side, his strong hands pushing him away, and move towards me, never taking his eyes off mine. He stopped when he was less than a centimetre away from me, his hot breath caressing my cheek, his hot gaze boring into me. His hands lightly held my arms, his fingers curled around my skin, I could hear his breathing speeding up, his hot breath on my face, as he suddenly lowered his head and kissed me, his heated mouth finding mine, kissing me passionately, his lips pressing against mine, his tongue caressing the inside my mouth, tasting me and knowing he was predicting my most intimate taste as he did so. His hand rose to tangle in my hair, as the other slid around my slim waist and held me to him, touching my spine and covering some of my hip, burning wherever it touched me. His lips burning mine, his hand sending fire into my body where it touched, touching heaven with just one kiss. He slowly drew away from me, and stared into my eyes, slowly backing away and pulling me with him. 'Come to bed with me.' He whispered, his words causing flames to erupt deep inside my abdomen. 'Yes, oh yes – ' I don't know how the words came from my mouth, but as they fell out, his eyes darkened, he swooped, lifting me off the floor and carrying me through a door, placing me on a large bed. I lay on my back, propping myself up with my elbows, as he sat on the edge of the bed, watching me. 'Please, Andy.' I whispered to him, watching him watching me. 'Why are you waiting?' 'Are you certain you want me to take your virginity?' He whispered softly, his heated eyes staring at me. 'Are you sure I'm the right one?' I reached out and took his hand, staring up into those eyes that looked like they were reading my soul. 'I can't think of anyone I'd rather give it to.' I answered him, speaking from my heart, as he smiled slowly, and stroked my cheek. 'So beautiful.' He moved in to kiss me, prompting me to lie on the bed, my hand in his hair, the other lightly resting on his back, as he rested to the side of me, his hand curving around my stomach to rest on my breast. His fingers slowly undid my buttons, letting it fall open, a puff of cool air soothing my heated skin, as he slowly pulled it to the sides, exposing my smooth flat stomach and breasts. His hand stroked the skin, as I drew my arms through the blouse sleeves, and shed it, dizzy from his kisses and letting it drop off the edge of the bed to the floor. His hand cupped my breast, massaging it as he rubbed my nipple, feeling its' hardness through the thin fabric, hearing me moan softly against his warm mouth. His other hand slid around me, lifting me off the bed as he unhooked my bra, sliding it from my shoulders and releasing my breasts. He removed his mouth, and kissed down my neck, tracing my collar bone as he kissed down in between my breasts, taking them in his warm hands as he took my nipple on my mouth, making me jerk, and start to suckle on it. The sensation were overwhelming my body, I knew without having to feel that my pussy was wetter than it had ever been from this simple assault on my breast. 'Andy... Andy, Andy...' I heard myself moan, his name escaping my mouth as I writhed underneath him, feeling his hardness against my leg, as he slowly withdrew his mouth. He sat back, and stroked the nipple that was aching from his wonderful attention. 'I liked your bra, by the way.' He said to me softly, as I smile. 'A bit plain maybe, but tomorrow... I'm thinking... I'm thinking La Senza, that sexy lingerie stuff they have at the back on the left, about three racks to the rear...' his voice dies away as he sees me start to chuckle. Cyber-Love 'What?' 'You want to know what I'm thinking?' I ask him, raising an eyebrow. 'Yeah. What are you thinking, honey?' 'I'm thinking you really shouldn't know exactly where stuff is in La Senza.' I say, supporting myself on my hands and smiling up at him. 'Hmm... so you think that I go in there and just... randomly add to my secret perverted women's underwear collection?' 'I wasn't thinking that, but that's definitely a interesting alternative.' I respond, laughing as he catches my eyes and gives me a mock annoyed look. 'I think you might need to be taught a lesson, hmm?' his brown eyes flashed wickedly at me, as he quickly moved over and held my hands behind my back, leaning me over on the bed as he quickly commandeered my mouth and tongue. He blindly undid the clasp of my skirt, frantically pulling it down over my curved hips, and gathering my thin pants as they went. I moved my hands to his polo shirt, and drew it over his head, our mouths separating for a second while it was removed, and then joining in harmony again, as he worked to undo his jeans with one hand, pulling them from his toned physique, as I let out a gasp at the feeling of his finger stroking my pussy. His tongue was hot inside my mouth, touching my lips, my tongue, everywhere it could possibly explore, burning everywhere it touched, his lips holding on to mine, moulding together, exploring, discovering, tasting. His mouth was so soft on mine, as I tentatively slid my tongue into his mouth, he let out a low groan, and I moved with more confidence, tasting him, a taste of faint coffee, and something else – an indescribable essence, the delicious taste of himself. We slowly parted, and he smiled blearily at me, his brown eyes darkening as they looked over my body, his hand pushing his clothes to the floor. 'That's nice,' he said, his hand moving lightly over my skin, as I looked at him, his tall, slim body and discreetly muscled physique. 'So is that.' I responded, running a finger over his chest. He moved his body so he was lying on top of me, his hardness in between my legs, as he propped himself up on his elbows and looked into my eyes. 'I'm going to make you feel so good.' He whispered, sliding down over my skin, kissing my neck, my breasts, my stomach until he reached my pussy. 'Oh – oh, oh...' foreign, animal sounding noises escaped my lips as he licked my hard clit, sending sparks throughout my body, the ache deep inside my abdomen ceasing for a second, and then, as he continued to lick with increasing pace, returned, overcoming me with unbelievable lust. He opened his mouth, and ate me, using his lips and tongue to taste my freely flowing juices, his fingers working up inside me before he withdrew them, and wriggled his long, hot tongue up inside me. 'Oh, Andy, Andy, Andy – please, please harder, please – ' I heard myself begging for him as my body writhed underneath his hand resting on my stomach as he ate my pussy, sucking my clit as he poked inside me with his tongue, before I came hard with him inside me, my sweet honey flowing down his throat as he let out a grunt of pure animal lust, swallowing my come, as I bucked into his mouth, until, lying there, almost completely sated, I finally relaxed. 'Damn,' Andy muttered, sliding up the bed to lie beside me, his fingers tweaking my nipples as we lay leisurely together. 'You came so fucking hard. I don't think any other girl has come that hard when I tasted her before.' Physically unable to respond, I let out a weak mumble of assent, as he smiled at me. 'Are you ready to lose your virginity?' he whispered into my ear, as he mounted my body, and started to kiss my neck. 'Tell me if it hurts...' I felt his hardness at my pussy entrance, and he entered easily, my pussy so wet from my recent orgasm. He slid a few centimetres in, before I started to stir, a sharp pain shooting through my pussy. 'Andy – Andy, be careful,' I gasped, my fingers digging into his arms, as he slowly pushed further inside me. 'Don't worry, baby, I'll try to be gentle,' Andy whispered. 'But I'll have to push now, I need to break it, okay?' His worried tone made me relax, knowing he wouldn't hurt me unless he had to. 'Okay, just... just be quick... please,' I murmured, relaxing all I could, readying myself for the pain I knew would come. He moved forward sharply, breaking me, pushing through the thin barrier that had remained untouched for 18 years. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, but I still cried out, throwing my head back on the pillow and feeling tears tracing lines down my cheeks. 'Andy! It hurts, stop, stop...' He stopped inside me, breathing fast. 'That's it, baby. That's the worst you'll feel. Let me show you how amazing I can make it for you, okay?' I nodded, adjusting to the incredible sensation of his hardness inside me all the way, touching places I'd never been able to reach, not with my fingers, not with anything. Just moving slightly as he breathed was enough to give me amazing feelings, his veins rubbing against the tight walls of my virgin pussy. As he started to gently thrust inside me, I moaned out loud, my body relaxing and succumbing to the incredible feelings he was giving me, my hips rising to meet him, the twinges of pain he caused for the first few minutes mixing with amazing pleasure, fading to send shivers and whirls throughout my body. I could feel his eyes on me, and I opened my eyelids, to see his dark brown eyes staring into mine, wearing an expression I didn't understand. 'Andy,' I said softly, gazing back at him, as I felt my pussy begin to contract, and my head fell back, as my body gave in to the most incredible orgasm I had ever had, my pussy milking Andy's cock as he thrust deep inside me, and I felt his hot come spread inside me, thanking God that Catherine, my best friend had shoved a morning after pill inside my bag, 'just in case'. The feeling was mind-blowing, the huge cock resting inside my snug channel and coming hard, the thought was almost too much to comprehend. Just the feeling of his come catapulted me into a second orgasm, and I clung on to him for dear life as fireworks exploded inside me, and I screamed into his shoulder, shaking underneath him as his strong arms held on to me, his hot breath on my ear. 'Andy!' I cried out, as he muttered my name, motionless on top of my quivering body. After a few seconds, which felt like hours, he rolled off me, and lay on his side, one arm around me. 'Hell,' he said, kissing my forehead. 'That was amazing,' I answered, once I regained my breath and thought myself able to answer. 'It was.' He turned his head to me, and I met his smiling brown eyes. 'It was great.' I smiled back at him, and, overcome from a wave of fatigue, my head dropped back, and I promptly fell asleep. Hi. I do not know if I'm going to have a sequel to this one, I think it would be fine as it is, but I might write a second one, depending on feedback... if I get any! By the way, on the subject of the email, that was actually a extract of a email sent to me by a guy who, although I didn't meet him online, I've mostly had contact with via cyber space... so just thought anyone who's reading may like to know that! Also, the music mentioned here... I don't want any Avril Lavigne lovers to nag me about how 'great' (ha!) her new album is, etc... I can't be bothered... my music tastes have nothing to do with anything. Now that my pessimistic state of mind is kind of quenched, enjoy! Yours, as ever, romanticredhead A redhead with a passion.