~~~Our Love Story~~~

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We had spent time, typing online, minutes that became hours as we played the typing game, getting to know one another.  From the beginning  we realized we had a great connection.  I decided that I really wanted to meet you in person.  I was coming to your area to visit family and  it just so happened, you too would be alone for the weekend.  I was clear in telling you that it would  be just a meeting to say hello and  to spend time together without computers, in real life.  We were both thrilled with even the prospect of just this.   2

We decide to meet at a nice restaurant for a relaxing meal together.  I am so excited.  I spend the entire plane ride thinking about you, daydreaming about what it will be like to see you, smile at you and feel your arms locked around me in a warm embrace.  There is a grin on my face the entire flight.  I am a little nervous and I hope this doesn’t show too much but I also know that once I start talking with you, and once I look deeply into your eyes, I will just melt and all nervousness will disappear. 3

My cab pulls up in front of the restaurant and I begin to wonder if I have arrived first or will you be there waiting for me?   I climb out of the cab and head towards the door.  Opening it, I take a couple steps in and my eyes lock immediately to yours.  .I have spotted you from across the room, a bright wide smile comes across your face mirrored by my own.  My heart is racing and I am feeling so many emotions: joy: elation:  :nervousness: desire, but most of all happiness.  I start to move towards you and I see you rise from your chair to greet me.  Before you know it my arms are locked around your neck and I am pulling you in tight to me, taking in your scent.  Our embrace only lasts for moments but I know it is a feeling I will never forget. 4

It felt so right being in your arms, so comfortable, so much like coming home.  Being the gentleman you are, you pull my chair out for me and I look at you and smile sweetly.  The conversation begins immediately, like we have been doing this for years, so comfortable in the presence of each other but also a nervous thrill in our hearts.  I am listening to every word you say, taking it all in and then suddenly I am driven by a desire to reach across, to touch your hand.  You slip your hand in mine and give it a gentle squeeze. Again our eyes connect and there is no need for words, we know what the other is thinking ”IF ONLY”. 5

The meal is wonderful, the conversation even better.  As we sit there just enjoying each other’s company, I slide my chair in a little closer to you and reach to touch your knee under the table.  The presence of my hand makes you jump.  You look around to see if anyone else has noticed.  People are still chatting, unaware.  You look back at me with a puzzled expression.  I just smile, a look of almost devilment that says, I know something that you have yet to find out.  I slide my hand up your thigh.  .I can feel your legs tremble slightly.  My hand sliding further up until I finally find the hardness that I hoped for.  You watch my eyes, a bit embarrassed now, but you smile that soft sexy smile I have come to adore, and I know acceptance and reassurance. 6

Desire fills our hearts our bodies and our minds.  We both know we are about to embark on a magical journey together, one that will keep us both on our toes.   And when I say this, I am speaking of those that tip-toes of passion, and we only fill each other's cup with sweet bliss.  I confess openly how glad I am to see you. Even though so obvious, a part of me must confirm you feel the same.  I've taken in every hint, and I listen for each cue in your tender, angelic voice. 7

As I feel your hands within mine, we gaze at each other, and we speak body language that I imagine only I have noticed, when we both ask at the same time, “Do you want to go for a walk?”  Amazed at how we think so much a like, I say, “Waiter, may I have the check please?”   I go around, and escort you from your chair, breathing in your beauty each step we take.  Entwined in love, we are like two puppies that found delight at first sight, and need to let the other know with a lick or two, that they feel loved. 8

I take you to a tree lined pathway, secluded, so that we can create our own moment in time, one not mixed with other emotions, or memories, just a new path that marks the seemingly timeless moment we are about to share.   We clasp each other's hands together, longing to share the lives we have had with out the other, and both agreeing that we were fortunate to have made it this far without the love we both expose for the other this day.   We walk slowly, weightlessly, almost like a cloud that drifts upon the blue skies of me and you.  We circle the path several times, relishing the words each speaks, words that we share with such dear passion, feeling like the only two alive at the moment. 9

Our hearts beat in tune, and I start to sing a song I wrote for you.  I hope you will remember the words, the sound, and the feeling of this moment, forever imprinted across your mind when we part.  A slight breeze flows by us, as we breath in nature's scent, intertwining with our own, like love filling the air, as I sing each song for you. 10

We want the same thing. I can see it in your eyes, in the flecks of gold that swirl within the green.  We are walking hand in hand, each taking in the other's words.  I am amazed at how truly connected I feel with you and how comfortable we really are in each other’s presence.  Your magical words are touching my heart, my soul.  I hold your hand tighter in mine, wanting to hold you close to me, wanting to take all of you in, wanting to remember these moments forever but fearing that it all may still be a dream.  I am tempted to pinch myself just to make sure of my reality. 11

Instead I look deep into your eyes as you talk to me, and I can feel the love within your heart pouring out to me with each word you softly speak.  I am smiling at you, hoping you know how much more of you I want, .how much I want us to become one, heart, body, mind and soul.  I can see you want the same things in the way the corners of your mouth turn up when you smile, and the way your eyes twinkle in soft promises of tomorrow.  Yes, we both know what the other wants.  We want to make love to one another, but will be content taking this slow loving journey to get there. 12

We talk and share what we’ve learned about each other from our words,.so  wrapped up in one another that we are not really even aware of our surroundings.  I look over my shoulder and realize we are once again standing in front of the restaurant.  I look at you and smile and I ask you to excuse me for just a bit and to just please wait right here.  You look back and smile and agree to do so, but I can tell by the look on your face you are wondering why I have asked this of you.  I slip my hand out of yours and open the door leading back into the restaurant.  There is a bench outside so you decide to have a seat and wait for me, taking this moment to absorb natures beauty and add it to the memory of this night. 13

I am only gone for a few minutes and when I return you are so taken by your surroundings you don't even hear me walk quietly up behind you.  I pause for a moment just to watch you, to take all of you in, just to replay everything that has already happened as if hoping to permanently etched it into my thoughts.  I take the last few steps towards you and gently put my hand on your shoulder.  You glance at me and once again your smile melts my heart.  You look at me, taking note of the package I have in my other hand.  You are about to ask what is in the bag, but I simply touch one finger to your lips and softly say,  “Shhhhhhh, merely something I forgot, but you will see in due time.”  You kiss my finger gently, complying with my request knowing that you will have your answer soon enough. 14

We head towards the place we will be staying. Though it’s just for one night, we hope to cherish each moment we are together.  Each thought that crosses our minds seems to be intertwined with the ones we’ve had before, fantasies of  face to face, and feeling the warmth of our dream lovers embrace;  A wish to feel a  hand here and there as we envisioned  the tale of meeting one another over and over in our minds, a vision that  now has become reality.  We breathe each breath as if this was our last, being so filled with the passion of lust and love, combining the two anew. 15

We find ourselves in the lobby area of the hotel, not quite yet ready to turn in, even though we are both dripping with desire.  We head for a few drinks at the little mini bar.  I am pleased to see a little fountain like waterfall, and silk trees so real in appearance, so lovely, adding to the illusion and the ambiance, making this one of the finest places in the area for a romantic stay. 16

Time flies, and we have lost ourselves in the whispers of one another, each word we speak creating a heavenly night.  Rather like preparing a meal for two and leaving plenty for seconds.  I'm lost in you, and I love your eyes that reflect of my own, knowing you are gazing deeply just the same as I am.  Are we tipsy from the wine, or are we intoxicated by each other?   Cautions being thrown to the wind, and becoming more and more open with each other's desires, we need to fill that void we have felt for so long.   Still, we don't want each moment to fly by to quickly, so we cuddle like teenagers in a nearby booth, stepping away from our dreams, and making our way to a lovely reality where we know it will be worth the wait. 17

I rise from the table, a knowing glance passing between us; There is no need for words.  I stretch my hand out to you, an invitation.  You smile and slip your hand into mine once again, fingers entwine, .the palms of our hands meeting.  Why should I be surprised at the rush of feelings that continue to come over me?  And yet it’s almost as if you were taking my hand for the very first time again.  The touch of your hand thrills me and leads me to wonder how exhilarating it will be when I can feel the soft coolness of you skin next to mine. 18

Leading you to the elevator still no words spoken, I can feel waves of excitement come over me with the anticipation of what will happen next.  We giggle a bit, laughter comes so easily for us as we touch and play waiting for the elevator. Our room awaits the passion we both will be displaying when we finally arrive upon the sheets of lustful desire. Our thoughts, “It's about that time.” 19

We step into the elevator and as the door closes I can’t help myself, filled with such desire, I lean in and kiss you, drawing you into me, pulling you tight.  The kiss is long and deep, filled gentleness, but so much heat.   We hear the ding of the elevator, we have reached our floor.  Pulling my lips from yours .we make our way down the long hallway hand in hand.  The journey getting here has been one filled with such emotion, such warmth, and the knowledge that our two hearts are becoming one. 20

I slip the key into the door and open it allowing you to enter the room first.   I follow behind I can hear the small gasp that escapes your lips.  I called ahead and planned a wonderful surprise for us.  The room is filled with soft music and candle light and looking down to the floor you see a trail of rose petals that lead straight to the bed which is covered in them.  The scent from the petals fills the rooms.  Your look of delight and surprise tells me all I need to know.  I place the package I have been carrying on the table next to us and suddenly you take me in your arms again, wrap me up in you, and kiss me with such intensity I can barely breathe.   21

Even though the bed is beautiful, and looks so cozy, it seemed like miles away.  Passion has over ridden any desire to reach it, and so we fall to the ground, our bodies give into to the desire that whispers between our hearts; A pounding, needing, wanting, more and more of each other.  We are prisoners of one another’s embrace.  My hand leads me to your tender hills, feeling you at will.   Your hand reaches around the back of me, grabbing my waist with one arm, and feeling my ass with a firm grip, and I love the softness of each touch, as you glide up and down in search for the parts that make me moan.  Our body language instructs in words as old as time.  Desire filling our hearts and the fevered pressing of skin to skin overriding any last inhibitions. 22

We pause, a moment to catch our breath, and I rise extending my hand to yours, I help you to your feet. We lean against one another breathing deeply, hearts beating fast as a hard chest relishes the comfort of  soft warm breasts. 23

As you help me up I am amazed at how aroused I feel.  Though fully clothed, the simplicity of your hands running over hot spots of my body has made me wet, filled with an ache I, until today, had only dreampt of.   My God... it feels so incredible!  I can only begin to imagine what it will be like to have your fingertips drifting over my bare skin.  I suddenly find my whole body covered in goose bumps while these thoughts run wildly through my head.   I look into your eyes, so compelled to see the way you look at me, so tender, so loving, yet so filled with desire. 24

Enough of this torment, I reach for the top button on your shirt.  The first button popping open I lean in the kiss the bareness it has exposed.  A finger flick and the next undoes...kiss...the next...kiss....the next ...kiss...until all the buttons are undone.  My hands trace their way up your chest, stopping to brush over each nipple, enjoying how they harden under my brief touch, then making their way up to your shoulders.  My hands now sliding your shirt off you and dropping it to the floor.  Just the tips of my fingers are slowly gliding up your arm to your shoulder as I softly walk around behind you.  Hands sliding across the back of your shoulders to base of your neck where my other hand now joins.  My fingers are gently rubbing your muscles, making tiny circles all over your skin moving up and down, .around and around. 25

I step closer into you so that I can press my lips to you, kissing your back softly .tenderly, and running my hands around your waist to circle your belly button with feathered touch, and finally finding the buttons of your pants.  I slowly undo the button then the zipper, all the while my lips making a trail of wetness between your shoulder blades.  I relish the fact I can make you tremble, and with a tug I pull your jeans to your feet, which accommodate and kick the jeans free. You try to turn around to face me again but I gently stop you, keeping you right where you are. My hand roams extra slowly around your ass until I can feel the bulge of hardness you hold inside silk boxer shorts.  Ahhhh how you wish to be free, and I am the person meant for this delightful endeavor. 26

My fingers slipping into the waist band on your boxers, you close your eyes as they slide from your hips, your legs and you raise one foot at a time to slip them to the floor.  I pull myself in tight to you wanting you to feel me pressed up against you.  Our hearts race, our breathing heavy.  My fingers tickle the inside of your leg, my hand finally being allowed to touch the heat of your arousal, stroking you gently once .twice, just wanting to feel how hard I have made you.  My touch on you makes you moan softly and make me feel wet.  You standing naked and me suddenly feeling over dressed for the occasion. 27

I can’t take it anymore, feel my heat burning, as you kiss me, deeper with teasing tongue.  I moan, and my fingers cross over your tummy, and gently work their way up, underneath the silk shirt that separates me from feeling your bare breast.  I move up towards the center of your breast, lightly grazing your beauty, and slowly working my way to each nipple, and feeling them swell with excitement.  I can hold out no longer, and grab them with soft firmness, as if I was never letting you go. 28

You grab me, closer into you, and as I feel myself against your tight painted-to-skin jeans, I  need to see your naked flesh.  I need to feel it against this part of me that aches and grows hotter and harder with every moment. The cadence of my heart is deafening, and I wonder if you can possibly hear it.  My God, you must hear it!  Your touch, a bit here there; Me touching you the same, but feeling so hot crazed with desire, impatience finally demanding your nakedness to be unveiled.  I work my hands downward, towards your pants so tight, I loosen your button, and slide your zipper down.  My body goes into overdrive and I feel  about to burst.  I drop to my knees, and just wrap my arms around your legs, hugging you, embracing you with sweet delight, and I grasp the back of your ass. My fingertips grip the top of your jeans and pull downward, slowly, using every unfolding moment to begin tasting  your skin, sliding my tongue with desire, and loving both thighs and long legs. My tongue works back and forth, flicking the skin, and you moan with delight.  I smile as you softly giggle, ticklish but my torment continues its trek across white expanses of you.   29

Oh God, can it be that I am really here?  So long I have ached for your touch. Fantasies have rocked me to sleep in your arms for months now, only to wake me again in the dawn with the feel of your lips upon mine. 30

And now, oh my God now, here I am and your mouth is truly upon me!  The fantasy cannot compare to this moment, this exquisite shard of time in which I will open myself to your desires.   31

You lay me back upon the softness of our bed.   Our bodies press in fevered wants, and I gasp to feel your lips and tongue licking and kissing in slow tortuous paths along the inner of my thigh.  Gentle hands press my legs apart so that your fingers can slip along wet folds that invite your tongue to taste, to drink, to glut yourself on the fountain of my need.  Slow probings, long licks along dewy petals that blossom and open to your inquiries.  Your hands grip mine, fingers entwined as I clutch you.  Gasping and raising my hips from the bed, pressing hard to your mouth, frantic to find a release of this need, this drawing, spiraling, dervish of aching that only you have the power to end! 32

I am in love!  In lust! In-spired, to feast on you!  To drink this elixir of your center was my greatest fantasy, and now, it is my greatest pleasure.   And yet, as much as I want to hear the gasping cries of your climax, I know I want to slow this, to feel the ebbing of your tide only to watch it rise once more with a moons vengeance! 33

I hold you close as I stop my assault on your senses.   Your eyes are bright with the fever of your passions.  It’s a slow motion moment as our lips touch, opening with soft kisses that draw my breath from me to you. I share the taste of yourself with you.  Back and forth exchanges, tongues dueling in soft parries where each is the winner.   34

Your hands are frantic in quest to touch my body.   You circle me, teasing circles that make the flames burn hotter.  I am drawn to the sacrifice, willing to burn on the pyre of desire.   Ahhhhh, you squeeze me in up and down strokes.  Your thumb swirling over the swollen, velvet-sheathed, part of me that oozes with first drops of future generations.   Pearlescence risings that beckon your lips to me so they might wrap about me and ease my need.   35

I sigh at that first feeling of my lips on your hardness.  Slowly sliding my mouth around and down, swallowing you until you touch the back of my throat.  My tongue swirls your shaft, sliding back up, only to slide once more down upon you in slow teasing play. My hand wraps your shaft and I begin a tandem play of squeezing hand and suckling mouth.  Down and up....up and down..... repetitions that will demand your eruption so I can finally swallow all you offer. 36

My gasp of stop, is not meant as censure.  And I quickly pull you to me to ease the look of hurt, puzzlement from your eyes.    “ I so want this, you know I do.  But first, I need to be inside you. Do you understand?”   I can see in your eyes the need you have for the same thing.   I press you to the bed once more and rise above you.   You open your legs,  inviting me to slide within.     37

We have waited so long, fantasized so much, and it culminates in this moment.   I gasp as I feel you finally, most incredibly slip into the warm wet depths of me.   I am so swollen with need and we fit together as though our parts were forged in heaven!  Ohhhh how I ache, and I wrap my legs about yours pulling you even deeper into me.   My hands grasp your ass and squeeze.  Our mouths press hungrily together and we begin to mimic with our tongue the dance our bodies do elsewhere; Long slow thrustings, over and over,  arching against you, pulling you in, deeper, repetitive movements that demand release; risings that wing us towards places we have only dreamed of.   And I look into your eyes, and as that final thrust breaks the dam!  I feel the tears of two joined soul rain from my eyes, and I sob my release!38

Her tears and cries of rapture draw me to explode!  Deeply my seed finds refuge in the wet whispers of her body.   She draws my every drop with the strength of her hold, which squeezes and demands of me no less that all I am.   And I would have it no other way. 39

I kiss the tears from the butterfly lashes of her eyes.  My kisses cover eyes, cheeks, forehead, and settle in soft loving wishes against her lips.   Our heart beats slow, and exhausted bodies entwine, me on my back and she spoons with breasts pressed to my side and one knee between my own, and her head resting upon my chest..   40

Is there a more perfect moment than this I wonder as  I drift tracing invisible drawings upon his chest?  I know the answer to that, and I smile.  As I drift to sleep I ponder us, and perhaps tomorrow, but force the thought of that ticking clock from my mind.   41

Just before I finally sleep I have one last sleepy thought,  “ I wonder just what was in that package anyway?”42

As if hearing his silent thoughts she whispered. “It’s simple my love, in that package, I have given you my heart”   43

I lean over and kiss you one more long and loving kiss and whispered softly in your ear,  “And I too my love, give to you my heart.”44

They drifted then, sleep claiming minds and bodies, but on the table, a heart shaped locked  nestled in a soft velvet bed, sighs..... 45

Inscription. 46

"Time has brought you to me, 47

may love keep you with me" 48

~ the end ~ 49

~ nay ~ 50

~ 'tis only the beginning ~  51

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