Coming Together (MF)

Your warmth and energy jumped out at me from my screen and I could barely contain myself when I saw there was a new message from you. 

We were instantly hooked. Seems we became one another’s addiction. 

We have been talking online for a few months now, but to me it feels like decades, as though we have a history together. Maybe it’s one that’s not written yet.

The distance between us only adds to the longing. The knowledge that there are thousands of miles between us only adds to the excitement. The time difference adds to the anticipation. 

Your voice is both exhilarating and relaxing and you have an ability to both excite and soothe me within minutes. 

The pictures of you are nothing compared to the vision I have of you in my mind.

You as a whole. 

I imagine us fucking, laughing, cuddling, kissing, talking. 

I have only been able to imagine. Until now. 

Despite my fatigue from the long flight, I am filled with adrenaline as I slowly walk into arrivals. I don’t rush, I savour every moment. My heart pounds, my breath quickens and my body heat rises. 

I look around for your face. The face I’ve only known in photographs and video calls. I find myself grinning as I’m looking for you, expecting your smiling face in return.

I see you first. You look even better than I imagined. Your smile beams away as you search for me in the crowd. I wait for it. That moment your eyes meet mine. Your grin widens and you rush towards me. I can’t contain myself and run towards you. 

Nothing feels more natural in this moment than to fold into your arms. 

Your embrace feels so natural and warm, as though we have hugged many times before. As my head nestles into your chest, I breathe in your scent and feel a gentle kiss on my head. This kiss sends a warm, fuzzy feeling throughout my body. 

I look up at you and smile. “Hey you.” You smile back at me with those big brown eyes. “Hey yourself. How are you feeling?” You ask in that accent that has soothed me over the phone many times. “I’m so much better for seeing you. I can’t believe it’s really you.” I whisper as I gaze into your eyes, reaching out to touch your cheek.

I’m in a haze from my long flight, but I know what I want. I’ve thought about this moment hundreds of times, imagining the softness of your lips, the warmth of your tongue and the taste of you.

I look into your eyes. I know you want it too. The masses of people around us fade into the background as I lean in. We melt into each other and the kiss is slow and sensual. It feels natural. It feels right, like those lips belong to mine, working together perfectly, as though we’ve done this a million times before. It is much better than I ever imagined.

Lingering in this kiss for a few minutes, we break away from each other as the reality of where we are comes back to us. 

The heat hits me as we walk outside and I smile, embracing the humidity and heat. I laugh to myself. This is far cry from the cold bitter weather at home. 

You drive us back to yours and it isn’t long before the gentle hum and motion of the car sends me to sleep. We arrive and I can barely keep my eyes open as we enter your home. You take me to your bedroom and I vaguely recall you mentioning to rest as long as I want and to make myself at home. In moments I am fast asleep. 

I wake up with a start, confused about where I am and in a bit of a panic. I soon smile, realising I’m here, in your bed and in your house. I stretch out happily, refreshed, but needing to shower. I am pleased to see there is an ensuite and make my way over. 

The cool water feels refreshing on my skin and my mind happily wanders to thoughts of you. What are you up to right now? Are you eagerly waiting for me to wake up? Have you heard the noise of me getting up and are now anticipating my entrance? 

I imagine you in here, naked and wet, the hot soapy water running all over your body. I grab your shower gel and inhale the intoxicating scent as I lather it into my body. I start with my breasts making circular motions, teasing my nipples with the slippery bubbles, before gliding my hand slowly down the length of one leg, followed by the other. I move my hand between my legs, marvelling at the smoothness of the freshly waxed area and inhaling deeply at the touch of my soapy hand sliding effortlessly between my warm slippery lips. I tease them gently, my hand gliding back and forth brushing against my clit until I can barely take it any longer. I quickly lower the temperature and wash my hair in the cold water. I want to wait and share my pleasure with you. 

I dry off slowly, enjoying the anticipation of seeing you again. I still can’t quite believe  I’m going to be with you. To be able to touch you, to pull you close to me and to feel your skin against mine. I’ve imagined those intimate moments over and over and longed for your eyes to be lost in mine. 

I happily put on some skimpy shorts and a loose vest top, not even thinking about wearing a bra. I saunter out into the hallway, feeling fresh and invigorated. My bare feet pave their way delicately around your home, following the smell of coffee into the kitchen. I realise you are sitting outside in the pergola. 

I breathe in enjoying this moment observing you. You sit looking thoughtful and peaceful, unaware I am watching you. I have dreamt about us being together in every way. Talking endlessly about everything and nothing. Spending hours in bed. Sleeping next to you. Enjoying each other without holding back.

I snap out of my thoughts. I am no longer dreaming. I step outside, it is late afternoon, but still hot. My tropical blood feels at home in the heat. I am in my element. 

You immediately perk up when you see me, a cup in your hand. “I made Coffee. Although it’s a little cold now,” You say awkwardly, your eyes roaming over my body. I smile at the look of nervousness in your face. 

I walk over to you, take the cup out of your hands and place it down, before sitting on your lap and wrapping my arms around your neck. I feel your body relax as it presses against mine. I am no longer smiling. I lean in for a long, sensual kiss. 

I run my hands through your thick dark hair. It is as soft as I imagined. I inhale slowly as my lips touch yours. Your scent is as intoxicating as I imagined. I pull you closer to me, kissing you deeper. Your body feels firm and perfect against mine. Just as I imagined. 

I feel a change in energy between us and the kiss becomes more passionate. You stop and stand up, gesturing to me, “Let’s go inside.” I shake my head in response, “No. I want you here. In this heat.” 

You look at me for a second with lust in your eyes. You sit back down, this time sitting behind me, spinning me around and lifting my legs up onto the sofa so you’re straddling me from behind. You kiss me on the back of my neck, one hand on my breast, gently pinching my nipple, the other reaching into my shorts. The combination makes me instantly gush and your fingers slide onto my clit effortlessly. Those big soft hands are finally on me in all the right places. I can feel you throbbing against my back underneath your shorts. You rub my clit faster, whispering in my ear. “You’re so fucking sexy. You know how many times I’ve imagined making you cum over and over.” Your voice and your accent both soothes and triggers me, vibrating through me. My breathing is erratic and I’m getting close. The reality of this happening is too much. Just a few more words from you will send me over the edge. “Listen to how wet you are baby. You’re mine now, all mine.”

I hold my breath as I feel the waves of release crash over me, my body shaking in an incredible orgasm that rolls on and on. I turn to kiss you in gratitude as I’m still coming, your tongue inside my mouth making me gush even more. 

I can’t contain myself any longer. I want you, now. I stand up and rip all of my clothes off. You look at me in awe as I stand naked in front of you, finally seeing all of me in the flesh. You stare at my body, eyeing me up and down. I love exposing myself to you. My naturally brown skin glows in the heat as I stand before you confidently. I feel at home here with you, with more than just the physical heat between us.

You jump up and waste no time slipping off your clothes. I watch as your cock springs out, throbbing and ready for me. My mind flashes through all those times I’ve imagined touching, stroking, kissing, licking and fucking that cock. Your cock. I lean in to kiss you, pushing you back down as I do and straddling you. I slide onto you quickly and easily, gasping out loud as I finally feel you inside me. You groan loudly and I push down fully onto you. I look into your eyes. I never imagined it would feel like this. I’ve dreamed about slow sensual sex with you, but right now I just want to fuck you. Most of all, I want to feel you  inside me. I pull you closer to me, our bodies clammy and sticky in the heat. I lean in, nuzzling your neck and enjoy your sweet salty taste. I whisper in your ear through rapid breaths, “I’ve waited for this for an eternity. Now I finally have you inside me, I want to feel you cum inside me and I want it now.” You grunt at my words and I thrust up and down on you hard, but slowly. I know you aren’t going to last long and I don’t want you to, I need you to give into me and cum for me exactly how I’ve pictured it thousands of times before.

It isn’t long before you climax, thrusting your hips underneath me. I smile listening to you shouting wildly as I feel your hot cum shooting into me. 

Our breathing slows down and you cup my face into your shaking hands, kissing me gently. 

We kiss slowly for a while, embracing each other and enjoying the moment. No complications. No time restraints. 

I pull away grinning at you before saying, “I don’t actually like coffee.” We both laugh and I nuzzle into your neck, still enjoying your scent and the sensation of our sweaty bodies still entwined together.  

 

We have a lot of catching up to do. 

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