The meeting of strangers...The End

“I want his hand to move over the soft skin of my arms then my sides….tracing the faint outline of ribs due to the bindings stretching my already tight skin over my body. Then over my side to my hip. I want his mouth to lower and his teeth to nip lightly over my tight aroused nipple. I want his tongue to then run over the slight pain to ease it and his lips to lightly suckle me. As he does this to one then the other nipple I want to be aware of his hand moving lower and lower spanning the flat skin of my stomach. My hips would lift with need as his fingers would stop. His head would lift and he would ask me ‘what do you want?’ I would whimper at his words. ‘Tell me Kate. WHAT do you want?’ he would say. ‘I want you to touch me James. Oh god please touch me!’ I would gasp. ‘WHERE?’ he would say with emphasis letting me sense the passionate alpha within him. A moan would escape my lips as I lift my hips from the bed my arms straining against the binds. ‘I want your fingers inside me, I want you pulsing inside me!’ I would cry out. He would smile knowingly as his fingers reach their destination brushing over my swollen clit before slipping not one but two fingers inside. It almost pushes me over the edge at his teasing but sensing this his fingers would stop half way there. ‘You are not to cum until I tell you too’ he says firmly….’do you understand Kate?’ ‘yes’ I would whimper fighting the onslaught of passion threatening to pull me under. But I would not fall over the edge yet…..I would not let him win not yet. His fingers would move deeper then stroking the heat within me driving me wild with need. He would move them pressing against the small padded spot of nerves deep within me. I would cry out at this and he would remove his fingers brushing them over my clit before stopping his onslaught of passion. Leaving me hanging on the edge for a moment allowing me to wind down slightly before continuing once again. He would do this over and over bringing me to the edge constantly but never allowing me the release. My mind would be reeling by then willing to do anything just to get the release I need.”

“Just when I thought I would die if I didn’t get what I need he would finally plunge into me…his length filling me reaching the very tip of my womb. His width stretching me and almost pulling me under. I would gasp at his sheer size and wrap my legs around him the only part of me able to pull him closer. He would move out then slowly before pushing in once more building a slow rhythm driving me wilder with need each time. Moans now ripping from my lips at each thrust. Finally he would increase his speed his hips rubbing against the swollen nub at my entrance as he enters then moves out again and again. His own pleasure echoed in the growls escaping his own beautiful lips as they move over mine and my body. His hands holding my hips tightly and moving me against him. Finally we would both reach that peak and he would say ‘cum now…CUM for me KATE!’ and I would explode as the pent up orgasm rips through me. Pushing me over not once but twice and three times. He would moan loud as the walls of my core pulse around him driving him into his own orgasm…pulsating within me. Finally he would rest his weight on my body as he lets himself get pulled completely under with the pleasure. Both of our bodies heaving against one another as we gasp for air. He would after a small time reach up and release my wrists and would lie on his back pulling me onto his body allowing me to curl up on his chest and drift off to sleep as his hand strokes my hair lovingly…..And THAT is my fantasy James have I shocked you?”

“No…..he replies. “I have had similar fantasies and exact realities….I had a feeling from the beginning Kate that you had a submissive personality. Letting me win our fights at the end no longer arguing with me but now I am so sure of it. I want to be your dominant Kate…..I want to take you as you have described will you let me?“ and he then said six of the most erotic words I have ever heard in my life…...“I am going to……CLAIM you”

Well that was my story of two strangers meeting online and falling in love. Have you had a similar experience in your lifetime? Did you enjoy the story? Please leave a comment I'm quite proud of this story :P

As always let your imagination soar,

Freya xx

The meeting of strangers.....Part 1

Well we weren’t strangers…..not really. The only part of our beings that were strangers at this point were our bodies. As strange to one another as water is to the desert but in my heart I knew him. I knew his dreams. I knew everything about his life and best of all I knew how he felt about me. Our relationship was not a conventional one to say the least but I believed it was almost the perfect way to meet someone. The relationship I speak about of course was one of an online nature.

Why did I create a relationship like this you may ask? Well I didn't go looking for it I suppose you could say it just found me…HE just found me in more ways then one. It was like two lost souls meeting on the way to where ever spirits fly to when all hope has been lost. Both lonely….both giving up on the hope of finding someone just like the other, the other half and missing piece of one another.

In the dim and busy chat room his name caught my eye and made me laugh and just as I clicked on it to message him I received a message from him. It was almost as if fate was intervening then….pushing us closer to each other. But fate can have a funny sense of humor as his answer to where he was from was thousands of miles away. I shrugged at this as it wasn't in my mind to find a romantic relationship I was just in search of someone to help pass the time during a cold winters eve in the middle of December. We talked about a lot of things that night and four hours later, the swapping of emails, a pain in my side and ache in my jaw from laughter we said goodbye.

Over the next few weeks we got to know one another and found we both had the same passions in art, music, literature and life. Of course there were times when we would disagree and argue and he would usually win leaving me feeling a little frustrated but also excited in a way….his dominating personality intrigued me.

But then one evening two months after our first online meeting our conversations took a turn in a direction that left me breathless with need for him. It was him who initiated the topic. He challenged me to reveal my deepest darkest fantasy. Of course our conversation had been centered on revealing truths of one another and I guess it was inevitable that something even more personal then questions such as what food we love would come up. But I was surprised. I replied jokingly that I couldn't possibly reveal something like that. But he pushed harder, he fully challenged me telling me what harm can it be to reveal a small part of your brain? Unless of course you fear yourself. I do not fear myself I countered. Then prove it he wrote back. My heart pounded as I began to write but as he saw the hesitation in my typing he wrote back…no not that one. Look deeper. My eyes widened at his words. How could he have known I was typing out one of the more vanilla fantasies in my mind? I took a breath and deleted my previously written words and began to type the fantasy that had plagued me for years it seemed. But never manifested in my love life due to many reasons such as the taboo attached to it in a Christian society.

Comments are welcome!

As always let your imagination soar,

Freya xx