online – Exploring Desires

She loved the taste, the smell, the feel of it. Addicted to cum in every way. She gave oral to anyone she could. At school, at her part time job, at a club, and even her best friends brother. When she was not sucking and jerking cock she was online teasing men with her body to watch them cum for her. She found all she had to do was flash her tits or pussy and men would send cum tributes to her. Was not as satisfying as feeling it drip off her face or down her throat but the power she felt when she got her picture back covered made her pussy ache.

It was late and the house was quiet, she hopped online to post a few more pictures. “If you find me sexy then cum for me. Cover my pics in your sticky sweet juices.” Her post up and already messages filling her box as quickly as her fingers filled her drenched hole. She flipped through tributes and dick pics as she masturbated. Cumming several times until the early hours of the morning. Needing a drink she opened her door and stepped out in the hall bare assed. She snuck down the hall a few steps before hearing something coming from her fathers room. Curiosity she tiptoed down to his room. A light push on his door showed he was sleeping with the tv on. His body sprawled out with only a thin sheet covering him. She could tell he was naked underneath. It looked big, she had to look. Gently pulling the sheets back he stirred but did not wake as his thick member lay on his stomach. She salivated at the size, wondering how it would taste but she couldn’t. Barely able to resist she eventually slipped out of his room and pulled his door closed with a little click.

He woke to the sound but couldn’t figure out what he heard. She hurried downstairs, grabbed a Gatorade and rummaged for snacks. She was in for a long night of fun and needed to refuel. He got up and opened his door, not seeing anything he grabbed a pair of shorts and started to walk down to the kitchen. Noticing her door open he stepped to the dimly lit doorway. She was not in her bed but her laptop was on. A glace shook the sleep from his body as an image of her grabbing her breasts with an open mouth and extended tongue was the first thing he saw. Scrolling down he was blown away as multiple pictures of hers were covered in cum, some had dicks in them, some were just of other men exposing themselves to her. “Holy fuck……..” “Oh my god dad what are you doing.” She rushed into the room and snapped her laptop shut as he looked at her standing there naked. “Baby do you have a confession to make?”

Looking at him standing there, she could see he was hard in his shorts. She was already busted so she blurted out “I love your cock!” That was not what he expected. “Jesus what are you talking about” looking down at his body to see it was obvious he was hard and then at her. “You….my god…you know how unsafe posting nude pics is online?” trying to ignore the comment about his own dick for now. “I use a fake name…” a scowl. “what if someone recognizes you, you are not exactly covering anything up…and asking them to cum on you…what the hell is that.”

“Its called tributes, I can’t help it, it gets me hot to turn guys on. I mean be honest dad if you saw a girl with my body wouldn’t you be aroused? Well I like knowing I am desired and that guys get off….” His hands running through his hair a normal sign of stress she had seen before. “Christ….stop….I get it, your young and your body is changing, you are curious…” she laughed. “No dad I am not exactly curious, I just like cum.”

“ok…ok enough, no more, I want that all deleted. As long as you are under my roof you need to stay off those kind of sites. Put on something and go to bed.” He brushed past her and went to his room. Laying there he couldn’t stop thinking about what he saw, what he read. Then he recalled her saying she loved his cock. When would she of seen him? He did sleep naked maybe that was not a good move anymore? He left his shorts on and restlessly fell back asleep. The next morning he woke and went down to breakfast to find her eating. Uncomfortable silence. “Did you do as I asked last night?” She just grumbled ‘Yes Daddy.” He poured his coffee “Ok good, lets not talk about any of that again…just erasing it from my memory bank.”

“How much did you see?” she asked as she sat there eating a banana a bit seductively. “I saw more than enough.” A stern comment to attempt a fatherly tone. “I need to go to work.” he headed out as she finished her breakfast and got ready for class. She wondered what he saw that make his cock hard. It had to be her pictures, it sure couldn’t be the dick pics. Giggling as she left for school. That afternoon she caught the neighbor boy eyeing her as she got the mail. She waved as he nervously waved back. A curled finger called him over to her and after a few pleasantries she took his hand and went inside. Right inside the door she dropped down and yanked open his jeans. Her tongue lashed at his cock until it throbbed then into her hungry mouth. He was young and inexperienced so his cum burst out wildly out of control all over her mouth and on her shirt. She scooped it off her clothes and ate it as she thanked him. Still yanking his zipper up he stumbled out the front door as she grinned and bounded up to her room. Wasn’t long before she was online again.

She heard the car door and closed her computer, ran downstairs with a big hug and kiss. He was still a bit tense. She could feel it so she let go and went to make dinner. Later that night she poured him a drink and stood behind him rubbing his shoulders trying to get him to relax. He did somewhat but then excused himself for being tired and off to bed. She was starting to worry that this would screw up her strong relationship with him. After awhile she went to bed too, unable to sleep and even getting online didn’t feel right so she went down to her dad’s room. A light knock as she walked in “daddy I’m sorry…” he was watching tv in a pair of sleeping pants. “….why are you wearing pants to bed?” He didn’t say. “Cause I said I liked your cock…I’m sorry don’t be uncomfortable cause I said something wrong please?” She moved over to the bed and started to undo the strings. “Hey…come on stop. What is gotten into you?”

He sat up more as she sat down on the edge of the bed. “I have a problem daddy, I can’t help myself, I’m sorry.” A few tears “Hey ok sorry I snapped at you, its just not normal for a daughter to see her dad naked and I should of kept my door locked. So….what can’t you help yourself about?” “Cum. I love it so much, I love making guys cum.” Trying to make the horrible conversation lighter he joked “Well you will make some man very happy someday but you have to be careful you don’t get a reputation or hurt, promise you will be careful.” She hugged him realizing it was his way of understanding. “I will I promise I just….daddy do you masturbate much? You know at your age? I have to so often…” Seeing he was never getting out of this conversation he just let it go. “Sure we all do, its natural, maybe a bit less now that I am older, but we all have urges, we all get horny.” Both laugh a bit “So what do you think of when you do.”

Again not what he was expecting. “um geez I guess pretty women I remember, porn sometimes I guess.” she bit her lip. “am I pretty?” he raised his eyebrow. “baby you know you are, and you don’t need my confirmation, looks like from what I saw you have many that are attracted. I don’t exactly get the tribal thing.” “Tributing…just like showing me that I got them off. I love it. So if I am pretty and you think of pretty women maybe I could….” He could feel where this was going. “No baby….its not the same.” The problem was the conversation alone had him hard again and it did not take long for her to see. “But daddy be honest, you know all my dirty stuff, if you didn’t see my face…and you just saw those pics would you cum?” Before he could retort she pulled up her shirt exposing her firm tits in a black lace bra and kept her face covered with it. “Please…baby I don’t think this is healthy.” She dropped the shirt. A pouty face that she used when she was about 6 she stood up.

“I see you’re hard! And I know that you don’t want to say it but you like my body. So……….help me.” He was totally mixed up with what she was saying. “I don’t understand, sure you have a rocking little body and I guess if I didn’t know it was yours I would…I am aroused by it but your my daughter so that’s about as far as that can go…ok.” But she was not letting up. “No I think if you want to help me stay offline, help me with my cravings, that you should just cum for me so I don’t have to go on with strangers.” His cock was throbbing for all the wrong reasons. “Baby I can’t…” She reached down and pulled the strings on the pants. “Yes you can, you said you do, you said you like my body, I know what to do….here let me get these off, let me try something. She yanked them down as his cock popped free. In a flash her top was off and she pushed down her shorts. Leaving just black lace bra and panties but now he was exposed. Hard.

She covered her face. “Just for a minute daddy, please just 60 seconds. Look at just my body, keep it in your mind, then close your mind for a minute and see if you can picture just my body. Please.” He grumbled but he looked at her so she covered her face, eyes and in her mind counted to 60. When the minute was over she peeked through her fingers to see his eye closed and his cock pulsing. It was her chance. She leaned over and slowly ran her tongue up his shaft as his eyes burst open. “what are you doing…” She smiled “close your eyes, I need to taste it so bad please. I don’t want to be online tonight, I just want to be here with you. Think of someone else, imagine just my body dressed sexy for you. I wore this all day for you.” He watched her tongue slide down and back up his flexing cock. “Please close your eye…just for a few minutes.” So he did. She took him in her mouth as he groaned. She could taste the pre cum and her pussy twitched. She reached between her legs and played as she started to suck on her father’s heavy cock.

Swirling tongue and firm lips, she took it to her throat. So much bigger than the boys she was use too. Just as delicious as the pictures she had been sent and imagined how it would feel in her mouth. She moaned against his shaft as his hands clenched beside her. He was close. She could sense it. She sucked deeper, devouring it as he started to warn her, begging her to stop. But she couldn’t. Her head bobbed as she watched the pure pleasure in is face right before he erupted a thick creamy treat in her mouth. Yelling out she milked him with her hand into her mouth and swallowed every drop. “Oh god daddy that was so good, so warm and yummy. I so needed that mmm thank you.” She kissed the tip and got up to head to her room. She would still play online but now she had a quick fix at home when she had to taste it. Maybe tomorrow he will spill it on her, some day he may even fill her with it. She rushed to her room to masturbate to all the ways she wanted his cum in her and on her.

They were one of my favorite online couples, long time friends that had the perfect life. A family filled with love and passion, well respected careers they enjoyed, and the financial security to live life in every way they saw fit. If they wanted something they went after it together and it was impressive to watch them over the years become the amazing people they are now. The one little secret that only I knew was who they were when they closed the bedroom door. Why?

You know why! Its the same reason many of my online friends welcome me into their world of desire. I am the storyteller. I am the one who lives and breaths to open your mind and body with my erotic words. They understood who I was to them as do you. For years they offered for me to visit, just one night or a weekend escape. How they wanted me to join them in a moment of wild fantasy. There were times I considered it, but this part of my life is just an illusion.

I can picture it, how are first meeting would be. The strong handshake of the man and then a warm embrace from the wife, then a kiss. We were going to share a naughty adventure so you can damn well expect my hand on her ass as her breasts press to my chest. Laughter and casual conversations as we head to my hotel. I make sure my room has a king bed and hot tub for our enjoyment but most importantly is the chair and side table that sits in the corner of the room.

I take a seat as he opens the bottle of crown he bought knowing my tastes, pouring the glasses full as she sits across from me on the little love seat talking about recent stories I posted that they played to. She shows me with a lift of her dress that just sitting so close to me has her wet and aching. So it begins. I taste the liquid amber after a toast and lean back comfortably in the chair. “Leave the dress up and touch for me.” I take control. Its why I am here. You are both now mine for anything I wish. Her smile turns to a glazed wanting as she looks up at her man. “No, your eyes don’t leave me till I tell you to, touch for me.” I watch him standing beside you with his drink smiling proudly of his beautiful wife as his hand tucks her hair behind her ear. She slowly opens her legs and runs her light touch against the dew dripping from her.

I have her play for an hour. Why? Because I can. Her body convulsing multiple times only to stop long enough for my other commands of direction. “Slower, deeper, pinch your clit, unzip your man and take him in your mouth….and most importantly…..cum for me now!” She swallowed his first load as we all lost count on her own orgasms. “Lay back and open wider, stand in front of me and undress, kneel and suck your man off again.” He held her face the second time and as he groaned to alert us both of his need to cum again I commanded. “On your tits this time.” Warm cum splashing on her breasts and running down her body. “That is how you wear your mans scent!” Hours went by. I drank, watched, guided my favorite couple to what I wanted to witness. They craved it as they complied to my every whim.

We stopped for more drinks, we moved to the bathroom and I sat on the edge of the tub as they washed each other. All clean I had him bend her on the vanity and pound her till her legs were weak. “Fuck her harder! Fist her hair and slap her ass!” We both knew she loved a strong rough hand and spanking. He worked over her perfect body in love and lust. When it was time I asked him to leave us and go to the bed. Most men would never leave their naked wife with a man they just physically met but I had an intimate connection for years so he walked out of the room. “Hydrate, no more whiskey for you, call for room service have food delivered, you need fuel for the rest of the night.” I joked as I turned to her. “How beautiful you are, the perfect wife and lover. Is this what you wanted?” Her emotional acknowledgement as she stood before me. “when room service comes to the door you will answer it just as you are and serve your king in bed. Make sure you feed him well. His mouth, tongue, and teeth will move over your body. I will not instruct you in front of him on this one, you will do this as I eat beside you. Until then you will sit in my lap, open your legs, and touch but don’t cum.”

He could hear her moans but not know exactly what I was doing with her. But I knew part of his fantasies were to hear and watch his wife with me. So I knew he would be stroking his cock as she moaned in the other room. She offered to suck my cock but it was not time for that yet. As hard as I was, it was not time. She begged to cum as she sat curled against me and I massaged her tits but denied her the release. When the knock at the door pulled her from my lap she did exactly as I asked. Opened the door to accept the cart of food, nude and red faced. Wheeled it in, set mine on the table as I poured a drink, then lay down beside him placing food across her body. Silently laying there waiting for him to respond. He looked at me knowing full well it was my idea before he fed. As a proper king he fed his queen as she lay there. The moans let me know she was enjoying the attentions just as much as he enjoyed the snack. I let them rest after the meal, find their strength return as well as enjoy just wrapped with each other for a bit. I watched him whisper to her as her smile widened. She climbed off the bed, moved over kneeling beside me. “Please sir, we both need you now.”

It was time. I cupped her face gently holding her gaze. “Then prepare me.” as she carefully undid my tie, my coat and shirt. The exploration of her hands on my warm skin down over my chest and stomach before tugging my belt open. I watched her and only her. I sensed his movement and the clink of glass on glass as I was sure he was pouring the spirits again. When she pulled open my fly, she ran her hand along my thick cock and lifted it to her mouth. I held her face as her wet lips sheathed my cock. Long slow bobs of her head as she strengthened my manhood. “Can you feel how hard you have me.” a nod still sucking and playing with me. A glance to him as he just raised his glass and watched. Again knowing his desire for this as well I let her savor my cock till the pre cum glistened on her lips. I called over to him. “I’m going to fuck her now and you are going to watch me. She is going to forever crave my cock inside her and think of me when her pussy tingles.” I watched his cock go stiff in a moment of conversation as I stood. I pulled her from the floor and turned her quickly to face him. I pushed her down on the bed before him and I moved tightly to her backside. A slow drag of my thick tip over her soaked pussy then a powerful thrust to bury myself inside. She cried out as he moved over to kiss her. I took her as we all hungered for. Hard, rough, deep her body was shattered with every orgasm she gave. Her body like warm clay in my hands, moving and molded to what I needed for my pleasure. From behind, flipped on her back, stretched and opened on her side…..I fucked her. He kissed her, held her hands or hair, and stroked his cock just sitting there as I used her completely. She begged for me to cum in her but that was his. Some things belong to him. But after hours of fucking her she wore me well. Loads of my cream on her ass, her chest, her lips.

She lay wrecked on the bed as I stood and found a cigar in my jacket pocket. I sat bare and smoked as she curled up to him and slept. He thanked me deeply as she drifted off. We quietly talked and joked a bit about how incredible it all was. I went to take a shower and went to sleep on the pull out my flight was late morning so I could catch a few hours. He insisted I lay on the other side of her. So I lay beside her, she felt me and pressed her little bottom against me while he held her on his chest. She was peaceful. At some point we all slept and I was woken by a soft wet mouth on my cock. I opened my eyes to her slowly sucking on me and fingering her pussy as he was dressed reading the paper. She guided my morning burst on her tits then licked me clean. “I just wanted to wear your scent home, hope you don’t mind.” she giggled as she hopped out of the bed and got dress with my seed still dripping off her tits. It was a perfect ending to our wild night….well now morning. I too got dress and they drove me back to the airport. Another hug and kiss, a handshake and promises to see each other online soon.

Can you picture it? Can you feel it? I hope you do…..you never know, I could be traveling to you soon!

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When you went away for your freshman year of college I was both excited for you and sad for myself. A normal reaction for a father I am sure. Proud of the woman you were becoming mixed with fear of you being on your own. Being so beautiful I knew those horny frat guys would be all over you, but you were strong so I had to trust you would do the right thing.

Over the first few weeks of you being away I hardly slept, not just worry but the emptiness of the house. It has been just the two of us for so long, I forgotten how quiet and lonely this place was. I started going online and well, doing what single old men do. Playing games and surfing porn to keep my mind busy after work. I found myself addicted to sites like tumblr as they had such a wide variety of everything, and honestly opening my eyes to so many things I would never of imagined to be out there. I had to admit some things peeked my interests. The whole bondage thing, seeing a woman tied to a bed just wanting to be under someones control. Spanking? Jesus the things they use on a woman’s body, and they like this stuff? Oh some of it made my skin crawl too but weeks turned into months and I started to even re-post the things that really aroused me just so I could have them for “playful motivation” later.

You called me to tell me with work and school that coming home over the holiday’s would be impossible and although I understood it really sunk home how little I would see my babygirl again. I joked about keeping busy and although I never mentioned how, I knew you worried a bit. So we started to text more so you could keep an eye on me. Well more time passed by and I continued to keep myself occupied. I found I could write little comments on my posts and get some conversation out of it sometimes. Some were just little comments like “I love your page?” I have a page? what does that even mean. I would thank them and tried to post more. I had a young girl send me a picture of herself, I think they call them selfies but it didn’t have her head, just a, well just her body. Apparently I was not the only people out there aroused by things. She made a weird comment. “Thanks for getting me so hot daddy, here is something to get you hot too.”

She had a rocking little body so of course my mind and body responded to the silly notion a young girl would want an old man. Well let me tell you, after a few searches, they really do want older men. Then by accident really I found why the girl called me daddy in the message. Sort of a role play thing, a father figure thing, and kinky turn on. There was a whole world of created daddy erotica. How odd? That breaks every moral code I was raised in, yet something about it twisted my thoughts. I posted a few things about it and the responses were incredible.

Spring was here now and my mind was full of the idea that maybe you would come home for the summer although you would not commit to it. It drove me nuts to be honest. I missed you so much and well I had started having dreams about you but could not remember them when I woke. Natural I guess. What was not so natural was this fascination I had grown into about taboo themes. It seemed to help me *relieve stress* just as much as the whole bdsm thing did.

On your birthday I posted this happy bday post “to my daughter” without revealing any real information. I have no idea why but I just felt like something I should do. It was totally out of place on my page…oh I know what that is now. I flipped through other posts and shared a few that turned me on, then one him me hard. Just a teen girl sitting in a mans lap and he was touching her. I reflected to the days you use to hop into my lap on the couch when I was watching the game….I felt my cock get hard. Without trying I pictured you curled up in my lap and me touching you. My cock ached, just horny stuff I guess but I had never…….pictured you in that way. I was a bit freaked out by it but blew it off to your bday mixed with kinky porn clouding my mind.

But something was kindled in my mind, I started to dream more and actually remember more of what it was about. Yea I had not just gotten sucked into this kinky stuff to get off, no I craved it for real. Shit….I immediately stopped posting. It didn’t help. I didn’t even log in for several weeks but my mind still took me into daydreams of us. I had to shake this before you got home for the summer.

Well more time passed and although I had quit all the posting and watching, my dreams both day and night turned to forbidden desires. I was hopelessly screwed. I woke to some odd sound this morning. Something thumped in the early hours to jolt me from my dream. I could feel the heavy hard-on under my sleeping pants as I reached down and rubbed it. I looked at the clock it was a little past 6 am so I got out of bed to get in the shower. I presumed the noise that woke me was outside as I did not have any pets until I head the microwave. You were home? Not thinking I hurried down the steps and walked into the kitchen hoping to find you making breakfast. There you stood with a cup of hot tea, with only a pair of panties on.

I didn’t have words. I just looked at you. You smiled and set down the cup on the table. “Well aren’t you happy to see me?” I shook off the trance of your perfect body and moved over to hug you…awkwardly at first but you squeezed me tight. You could see and feel my confusion so you stepped back from our embrace. “So happy you are home…um…so…well…where are your things? your um clothes?” your beautiful laugh and smile followed then you just looked at me. “Daddy I missed you so much….thank you for the birthday message last month.” It took a minute, ok several minutes till I realized you had been reading my page. Then the oh shit look hit my face “Fuck baby I am sorry I can explain….I” You just handed me the tea. “Daddy its ok, I didn’t know it was you at first. I am on there too.” Then as my brain processed this real time nightmare as I looked at your body. The way your nipples puckered tight, The angle of your hips as you stood there. You had been the one who sent me the message…the picture…was you. Oh fuck I jerked off to that a dozen time. “Jesus was it…oh god.” I felt sick. You just walked over and touched my shoulder ..”Daddy its ok, that page was really hot and so I wanted to be something to make the writer hot. I didn’t know until months later when you wished me a happy birthday that is was YOUR page. I was so freaked out thinking about all the times I masturbated…” I stopped you “Oh baby I don’t need to know…I shouldn’t of…I mean…” You looked at me then being the strong bold woman you were you rubbed your hand over the thick erection still pressing in my sleeping pants.

“Daddy we are both adults, we both masturbate, and we obviously are turned on by the same things.” I felt you rub and I tried to process what was happening. You were so comfortable, so confident about it. But then so were most of your generation with your sexuality. “Just tell me one thing, when you got my picture did it make you hot?” I smiled and took a deep breath, “yea baby of course, your gorgeous and I am a single old man. If I had a woman like you I would never stop looking at you.” You hugged me tight and I could feel my hardness pressed to you just as much as your breasts were against my bare chest. You kissed my cheek “Drink your tea daddy I’m home now ok…..” So I did, somehow the awkwardness melted away and we stood there drinking and talking. Teasing a bit as we went on. “Did you cum?” I almost choked…coughing “Wha…what?” you burst out laughing. “Did you cum looking at my picture.” Well shit the gloves were already off anyhow…and the clothes mostly. “Often…” For the first time I saw you flinch since this conversation started. “God why does that make me so hot daddy? You cumming cause of me.” I just smirked back at you “Cause your a naughty girl that’s why!”

So will you tie me up later, spank me, and tell me I am your naughty girl?” We both knew very well that I would!

My Secret:

Every day drained my soul a little more, numbing boredom and loneliness were my alarm clock and bedtime stories. What had happened to the days when I was in college, throwing the parties that everybody talked about all week long, well until the next one started anyhow! Hell, even after college as a regular at the local nightclubs knowing when they shut down it was my place everyone headed to. Oh yeah I know what happened, her!

She came into the club with a group of friends for a girls night out. They took over the dance floor with the goal of turning every man’s head, all but her. She sat at the bar sipping a drink and shaking her head at them. Although I liked the wild aggression of her friends there was something about her that sucked me in. I sent a drink down a few minutes before I approached her. She smiled, motioned that her drink was still full, and then teased me that it looked like I was hoping she would get drunk. We laughed and the conversation rolled on all night. We could feel people around us but I could only see and hear her. She invited me back to her house and I knew she would not forget my name because she screamed it all night and into the morning. I was always good at that part.

As the days and weeks went by we found more time for each other. The normal courting began with dinner, movies, and wild crazy sex that left us weak but wanting more. Attached at the hip I think my friends called it. It was amazing how comfortable I was with her and as the next few years flew by we got married. The perfect couple full of passion and love, impossible to separate. Still going out with our good friends and shaking the foundations of every club we entered. When we realized we had a baby on the way and it was a son, I could have lifted a truck over my head from the adrenaline. Just like you see in the movies with a happy couple and their baby with a white fence and all. But when our son was born, she almost died from Preeclampsia. It was the first time in my life I felt fear and joy at the same moment. Everything eventually turned out and for the next few years it was wonderful.

Then something happened, not sure when or why but I noticed that she pulled away. I was okay with doing the cooking, cleaning, taking care of my boy, but she started working late and when she got home she went to bed. If I tried to wrap my arms around her in the kitchen and kiss her she moved away, at night the bed could not be colder. I could not take it any longer so I asked what was going on and that is when I found out she did not feel comfortable with the responsibilities of having a family. Information I could have used about 4 years earlier. My heart was torn out, now what? She barely did anything but I did not want our son dealing with separated parents like I did as a child. So we decided that we would pretend for now. There was no fooling our families and friends but everybody was ‘sociable’ and our son was the happiest kid in the world.

So for years I sat in the dark late at night waiting for the house to be quiet. I would head to the spare bedroom and stare at the ceiling, wondering how long life would be this way. One of my best friends told me I needed to find something to do or I would lose it, so we started playing poker online on facebook. We got on several nights a week to bullshit together, blow off a bit of steam. People we played with started adding me as a friend and I met some incredible people. These new friends sent me game requests and before I knew it I was online every night. Then I found you.

I don’t even remember where or how, but I found myself chatting with you outside of the games. Telling you my real thoughts, sharing my real feelings as I knew you were doing with me. We were both lonely, longing to have someone to share life with who wanted and who cared for us the same way. We became playful, going out of our way to tease each other with erotic pictures and flirtatious comments. Eventually you sent me a real picture, one that took my breath away. I had never even imagined that I made you feel that way for real but I could tell by the way you were touching yourself this was more. I was so aroused I thought I would burst. Heavy throbbing made me unzip my pants to release the tension. I looked down as my hard cock reached out to you on the screen. Without thinking I grabbed my camera and snapped a pic, downloaded it and sent it on. Holy shit what did I just do, I could feel the blood rush to my face and stomach churning a little with nerves.

I am just a normal guy, someone as beautiful as you would have nothing to do with me. This had to just be a random moment where you were horny and nothing more. You needed physical touch as much as I did and you were reaching out for it. You sent me another message and when I thought my face could not get any redder than it was already, I am pretty sure my skin burst into flames. I had always heard of people cyber sexing but I was about to have my first experience. You described what seeing me did to your body as I did with you. You begged me to take you and without hesitation I took you.

“My mouth finds yours for the first time as your parted lips welcome me in. We undress each other as my mouth follows the nape of your neck and I taste your sweet skin. My hands exploring the soft flesh of your breasts as I kiss down your body. Squeezing them into my mouth as I sucked your nipples hard inside. You moan as my lips send shivers down your body. I peel off your panties and continue to kiss down your stomach as I feel your hands slide into my hair. Pressing my tongue into you, my eyes find yours. I see you’re chewing on your lip to hold back from screaming out as I devour you. I watch your whole body tremble as waves of orgasms cover your body.” (you tell me you are cumming, cumming harder than you have in years as you look at my cock and touch yourself to my words. I just about loose my load when I hear that.)

I continue creating a fantasy sexual experience for you, wanting more, wanting all of you. I know you need it, you deserve to feel passion again and I was bringing it to you here and now. I am not even sure when I started stroking my rigid cock but at one point I realized how much harder typing to you had become.

“As your body trembles I taste you, my desires become uncontrollable as I climb back up your body and you feel the crown of my cock pressing into you slowly. Every inch finding your core, deeper I go, we are one. Our bodies move together slowly as I lean down to kiss your full lips. You cum over and over as I move fast and deeper inside you. I feel your nipples against my hairy chest and I take them back in my mouth one at a time. Ohhhhh you are so damn sexy, I want you so, and I beg you not to stop. Our motions becoming more forceful with each other as I thrust harder into you and you lift your hips up into me. I lean back to watch your body bouncing beneath me. (oh god I am close, fuck I tell you that I don’t think I can hold on. You beg me to cum. To feel as good as I make you feel. I can barely type.)

"As I watch your tits floating beneath me, I feel your pussy tighten around my shaft squeezing and pulling me in deep………….

Oh fuck…cum with me now…

I need it now…

fuck me oh god…

hold me…

cum with me baby please!” (I erupt shooting cum all over my computer, hands, and keyboard. I can’t move….I had not cum in so long, my whole body shook so hard, breathing ragged, I physically could not move. I knew you had too because there was dead silence on our chat. Holy fuck did I yell out? Did anybody hear me……I frantically cleaned up and listened for her to wake……..nothing.)

“Baby are you there?”

“Yes baby I love you”

The comment that would scare most men in that situation sent a warm soothing feeling over me. We chatted for a moment but both had to take showers so we bid each other a good night. The next day I waited to see if you would contact me. The morning was busy at work but I kept my screen up just hoping. Every time it chimed my heart jumped. “Good morning sexy” You followed your greeting up with a few new pics. We talked, laughed, and teased each other for the whole day.

Weeks and months went by and we continued to spend time with each other through the good and bad days adding bright spots to each other’s lives. We even sent online holiday cards to each other. One night as you were heading home from work you heard one of my favorite songs on the radio and knew when you got home that you had to tell me about it. You pulled into the drive to see another car already parked. Sitting on the porch was a man and his son watching you approach. Your heart went right to your throat when you saw me and you would have cried if you were not trying to be strong for my son.

I stood up and greeted you with a careful hug, holding you against me gave me that feeling of coming home that I had been missing for over a decade. My boy looked at you and stuck his hand out and introduced himself like he was brought up to do. “We were in the area shopping for a new home and I knew you lived around here, maybe you could show us around.” The tear streaked your cheek as you invited us in for dinner. You assured us that you could help us find a loving new home.