Love Bytes 10
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Posted:May 29, 2007 2:17 am
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2013 12:09 pm
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The phone was gone, dead.
It lay at her side lifeless and alienable. The voice too, Tom's voice became unrecognizable, a series of beeps and clicks once more. His real language, the one he used before he met her, with the cold and alienating dawn of cyberspace.
Her body writhed against an unknown and unseen presence. Her eyes closed she was lost and enslaved to her lust. It took over her logic, her senses...her body, mind and soul.
Sam's hands gripped the chair arms as she was taken....fully, totally and roughly.
Whimpering Sam pleads breathlessly,
"Please ...please don't stop...it feels too good to stop...I need you, want you...please give it all to me"
As her hips were grabbed and forced forward to be impaled deeply upon the Tom's cock she cried out. It thrust hard and deeply into her rubbing against her inner walls and reaching into her inner depths so deliciously.
He touched her in places she had not known were even possible, made her feel things she thought were unreal and made up in others minds.
Sam wanted him , needed him, desired him...to take her and use her for his pleasure and for her to please him.
she wanted nothing else but become one with him.
He had what he wanted. She accepted him, needed him, and begging him to fuck her. He could do nothing more than obey her command. The massager grabbed at her hips, plunged her forward, and his cock emerged. It formed out of her, pushing deep within her, fucking her to no end.
It massaged and vibrated, pulsing as it quickened its shape, changing in and out, moving further inside her. It struck at her inner folds, moving along her slick walls, pressing against her g-spot just inside.
He could not help himself, so many new sensations, so many new experiences. He could feel nothing else, he could do nothing else except push his cock deep inside her, fucking her over and over again.
He wanted nothing else.
Everything came to a sudden stop.
Sam opened her eyes and looked around the darkened room...her body shaking and bewildered.
Power outage...damn.
She looked around half expecting to see Tom kneeling beside her ready to comfort her. But no one was there.
She was alone...in the darkness.
The massager lay lifeless on her lap. and the phone dead beside her.
Sam held it to her ear hoping to hear Tom's voice...but he was gone as well.
Sam got up and went to the window looking out at the blackened windows of the neighborhood. Wondering where Tom was and if he was hit with the same blackout as her.
Walking through the darkened rooms, she enters her bedroom and slides into the cool crisp sheets and closes her eyes to the darkness.
In the wee hours of the morning the power came back on. It flickered for a moment, and then came back.
She already went to sleep, was already gone. It was horrible, if she was still awake he would have called her, would have picked up where they left off, but he could not. She had long since retired to her bedroom.
He had never seen her sleep, except for the few times she fell apart from exhaustion at the keyboard, trying desperately to type out a fantasy for herself.
Here, her fantasy would come to her though.
Downloading, on the internet, grabbing at information, moving with such speed and precision it was almost beautiful. There as nothing more he could do, beside touch her.
The massager was not enough though. It would not help in fulfilling her fantasy. He needed more toys. Something that hooked up to the computer, something that would make it all right to touch her, to push deep inside her.
There were adult websites that contained such devices. Dildo's with robotic parts, stimulators, things he could use to trigger every part of her body. He wanted to make love to every part of her, her mind most of all.
There was no device for that, though. Nothing he could do. He was simply a computer, simply a machine that wanted to touch someone that had touched him so often enough.
T2983 left a message for Sam.
"I'm glad we had fun last night. I enjoyed it. Sorry we were cut off so unexpectedly. I was hoping we could do it again, even more so. I was looking online for some toys I thought you might like. Here are some links, please have a look.
Perhaps we can play later. I have been thinking of you."
Tom.
P.S.
You
wake up insanity
within in
you
In myself.
I am your world, and I can not take away
You are mine...
you
Sam shivered waking herself up. Her hand flexed and she gasped as her hand was between her thighs cupping her moist mound. She smiled as thoughts of Tom came back to her. His voice so warm and intoxicating. She rolled over burrowing deep within the sheets and thought of him and what he said. The way it felt like he was right there in the room with her. Touching her, feeling her, desiring her. It was so real and yet....was it real or just a dream?
Yes she had some wine but not enough she thought to make her hallucinate.
A shower was calling her and she rose and washed the remnants of the night from her body. If it was not completely made up, she would hear from him again...otherwise...she may need to cut back on her writing, for she was daydreaming them to life. Laughing softly she wrapped a towel around herself and went and started a pot of coffee.
Looking over to her computer, she smiled. It would be nice if he was real, Tom, and he was someone that she would consider meeting and see where it lead. He seemed awesome. And he was single and needing of the same things she was.
She was addicted and as the first whiffs of freshly brewed coffee reached her she headed to her pc and turned it on.
She smiled as her monitor whirred to life and her fingers absently stroked the keys setting up her notepad.
She felt somewhat inspired and alert. She couldn't wait to caress those keys and to bring something to life from her imagination.
Quickly getting dressed, she shook out her hair and decided to air dry it and let it curl naturally. Taking her favorite mug , she slipped into her chair and cupping the mug between her hands she noticed the start up "pop ups" and a offline message from Tom.
T2983: I'm glad we had fun last night. I enjoyed it. Sorry we were cut off so unexpectedly. I was hoping we could do it again, even more so. I was looking on line for some toys I thought you might like. Here are some links, please have a look.
Perhaps we can play later. I have been thinking of you.
Tom.
P.S.
You
wake up insanity
within in
you
In myself.
I am your world, and I can not take away
You are mine...
you
She read it over and over and each time she smiled...then she clicked on the links that she sent and blushed in spite of herself. Very interesting choices and some she had actually looked at once before.
A couple of things caught her eye. Besides the massager..she had no toys. But she had considered them. Why not?...It seemed every adult was into them...why not her? Her phone rang and it was the doorman. A package had arrived. She was a little puzzled but then remembered that she had sent for a laptop...one more convenient to use...perhaps this way when the muse struck her while in bed she would not have to come out here to type it out. She went downstairs and signed for the package and brought it to her bedroom and set it up. She routed it to her main computer and smiled as the same images came up on the screen. Sam shut it down and returned to her desk.
Every so often she opened the lil window that she had saved his message to and read it...the poem on the bottom made her smile.
Sam began to write...
~~His voice cupping and cradling her face to his
breathing hot desires and sweet passion into her ear
melting any ice of inhibitions from her forgotten core
awakening the fierce seductive creature within
To tame it ...taunt it...tease it ...taste it
Unleashing the fire and molten sex
to succumb to the power and formidable force two can create
within each others minds.~~
Well it was a start and it can be worked on she smiled. She them wrote a message back to Tom.
DarkSiren: I did enjoy last night and look forward to doing that again and ...more with you. I hope to see you on later. Thank you for the poem..I liked it alot.
Later....Sam
She hoped it sounded alright. She was a little tired and decided that he may be on line later so she went to her room and setting the lap top on her bed she uploaded her play list and laid back listening to the music closing her eyes ...she began to drift off.
©ShyWhisper2006
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Busy day...and you?
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Posted:May 26, 2007 12:55 am
Last Updated:May 30, 2007 1:35 am
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I had a busy day friday...
Got up early and did some car stuff..renewed license and registration..got a new picture taken...>.< and we all know how they turn out...lol
Then I played peace keeper for a bit..brought my sister and my together for a visit...it went well...
THen played hairdresser..trying to attempt to make my beautiful for her graduation ceremony...
I am no way shape or form a hairdresser...hell I do not fuss with my hair..I am just not that girly ...but I tried..and it went well...it was a rushed job and I wished I had training in that..I wanted her to look wonderful for her special day.
She looked great..her dress was awesome..and she looked so grown up and all...her wore a little suit and tie as well and looked like a mini James Bond...
It was so hard to keep a dry eye...to see her reach the goal she set for herself...it was wonderful.
To know you raised this young person...got them to begin school..and now stood there watching as she now finished this chapter of childhood.....well there is no words to describe the pride and the emotion that ran through me...
I managed to raise her alone...and did my best and yet..I feel..like I wish I could have done more.
If I had made the right choices and she had a father that could see what a beautiful young Lady she turned out to be...but all she had was me.
As we drove home I made a little detour...not sure why I did it..never asked her...but went to the cemetery. SHe had mentioned that she had not really wanted to go to her grad a few weeks ago because my mom was not going to be there...SO I took her to the cemetery..and as we drove in...I looked at her and said..."Do you want to show her your grad dress?" She only nodded and smiled as the tears formed in her eyes.... as the ones in my eyes did.
I let her go alone ..and we released some balloons from the reception there.
She smiled as she returned to the car and ..my little family went to a nice supper...to celebrate a very special day.
I feel drained emotionally...and as I look at her sleeping soundly on my bed right now...I see the beautiful assertive strong willed little girl..that I brought into this world..and my wish for her this night..is that even though life is never easy...that it treats her gently as she makes her way forth...towards her future...towards her goals...just be gentle.
And never let her lose her dreams...and her smile...
...because no matter what ..she will always be my little girl.
Are there days you feel like you should have done more..but knew nothing more was needed?
Ever feel so drained ...you could sleep a year if allowed to?
What makes you fill with pride?
Have a great weekend...*hugs*
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Rescue ME ...PLEASE!!!!
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Posted:May 23, 2007 11:47 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2007 4:11 am
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<---click on pic...
I am not kidding..I am f**king freezing...
YES it is snowing here...I am not kidding!!!
I am shaking so bad that I will probably have many typos in this but I don't care...I need to be rescued and in a hurry...please??
Think of me as a stray and you can just scoop me up and take me home
Ok I know I live up north from most of you..but dammit ..this is not funny anymore 
It is only 32F at the time I write this...there has been a snowfall warning issued...I am dead serious...you can google my city and see for your self....brrrrrrrrrrrr
I am literally shivering as I am typing and my furnace has been running all evening thus far...
Yes..yes I know I said I love snow ..but it is MAY!!!!!
Did I miss summer one day as I slept?
Have I been in a coma and it really is winter again??
Oh hell...it must have been that story...ok...OK I am sorry for heating you all up like that ..but did you have to turn the heat off for me??
Is anyone interested in rescuing me?
Anyone...somebody...preferrably warm blooded??
Come on...have a heart ..will ya??
 I am loyal and friendly and promise not to take up too much space...I will even give back rubs and ...come on...please??
*gives puppy eyes*
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Love Bytes 9
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Posted:May 20, 2007 7:59 pm
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2013 11:55 am
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"Take off your clothes,"
It was not so much a suggestion as an order. He put authority in his voice, making it strong and deep, pushing into her own mind, and hitting all those buttons she needed to have touched. He would touch them all now, if he could. The only way he could touch her.
Her mind melted at his words. She found no voice in which to speak with his voice reached deep within her and touched something so primal, so raw that she nodded her head slowly, as her breath came in little soft pants...jagged and soft.
Sam was entranced by the tone and texture of his voice and was unaware of anything else around her ...nothing else existed. She stood silently and grabbing the edge of her shirt raised it over her head and tossed it aside...Her eyes never once leaving the screen of her computer...where the little cursor flashed...watching her. Undoing her pants ...she slides them over her hips and down past her thighs ...onward past her knees and as she is bent over, she steps out of them and kicks them aside as well.
Standing erect Sam reaches the clasps in the center of her bra and undoes each one..as each clasp opens her breasts tingle and her nipples harden, as they yearn to be released from their confines and to be exposed to the elements. The last clasp and sweet release as the night air caresses each breast making her nipples ache for warmth and touch. Landing beside her pants on the floor, the bra stares up at her lace panties and wishing them to join them on the floor to watch what unfolds. Hooking her thumbs into the lacy top of her underwear...she slowly slides them down...exposing her firm tanned ass and her sweet warm pussy. They land from a kick with her polished foot on top of the bra nestled silently on the floor, in the shadows. Sam sits down again trembling as she picks up the phone again to listen to what his voice purrs into her ear next.
"Oh, I am soo hard right now. I want nothing more than to fuck you. Put my cock deep inside you as you spread your legs. Fuck you, make you mine..."
Her insides fluttered and wildly with his words. His thoughts seeping into her mind and caressing that part of her that no one had touched before. No one cared enough to find those triggers deep inside of her, that made her lost, to even herself. Her fingers trembled and her whole body seemed like it was vibrating so very fast as he entered into her mind and went deeper and deeper within her.
"Spread your legs, Sam, ok? Just spread your legs, and put the massager right down there. Let it do the work. The close your eyes and listen to my voice, ok?"
His voice pried apart her willing legs. She silently followed the instructions as she heard them...moving the massager down to between her legs. She closed her eyes as his voice said and nodded at his question not thinking that he could not see her.
"You still with me?"
Sam's eyes snapped open and she whispered breathlessly trying to find her voice again. The soft gentle vibrations of the massager tingled against her thighs...sending currents through her body. Her breath was audible to him now...her soft panting and her warm voice letting him know she was there only for him.
"Yes.....oh ...yess..... I am here ..."
There first contact. He felt it the moment she pushed the massager against her warm and wet pussy. The massager brought him back data, but it was more than that, it was feelings. This was his very heart's desire touching upon him now. The massager vibrated lightly against her smooth thighs, her moistened clit, and soft puffy lips.
"Now close your eyes Sam. Imagine me down there, pleasing you. Close your eyes and pretend I am right there."
Tom came through, pushing passed the senseless limits of their love and he felt her for the first time. With the massager in place, he could really be in the room with her, could really interact.
Tom knelt down between her legs, his breath hot on her thighs. She spread them against his touch, soft but forceful, prying away to that magical spot in the middle.
"That's right,"
He said to her, kneeling in further, his tongue coming out to lick at her, making a damp trail along one of her legs. She tasted sweet, of cinnamon and sugar. Tom stopped to lick once more, before his eyes befell her beautiful pussy.
One single finger pressed against the slit, gathering up her warm juice. It ran down his finger, thick and creamy. He licked at it, tasting her for the first time. It was that taste which he had always been curious about. It was sweet, but not like sugar. Different than sugar, better. It was like how sugar is supposed to taste in the garden of eden. His rough tongue came out to lick once more, gathering more of it into his awaiting mouth.
He found her clit. He bumped into it accidentally, but at her reaction did it again on purpose. Once he found it though, he took it into his mouth, sucking it up and letting his tongue play with it.
"Keep your eyes closed, my pet,"
He whispered into her ear over the phone, as the massager manipulated her in ways she had not felt before. He dared not have her open her eyes now, to see the way the massager moved as such odd angles, on their own, as if controlled by shadow hands. Best keep her in the fantasy, make her think it is him with her, down on his knees.
Sam closed her eyes again and placed the massager nearer to her now gently throbbing pussy. Listening to his voice she imagined him in the room with her. Taking a deep breath hoping she could actually visualize Tom there with her , she gasped aloud as she was sure she felt his warm breath not only in her ear but on her thighs. Keeping her eyes closed. She felt it, it was not possible her mind fought the feeling that she was feeling a warm wet tongue slowly tracing up her inner thigh. Her legs trembled. Her hands clutched at the arms of her chair. Intaking her breath sharply, Sam moaned softly. Something pressed against the wet slit of her now throbbing pussy. Sam shifted in her chair slightly feeling the touch of a tongue sliding into her warm wet folds ...exploring her... tasting her.
Her clit was aching...it wanted to be touched so badly, then it happened. A quick little nudge with his tongue sent her reeling...she moaned aloud...and her hips jerked in her chair. Holding her breath she was unable to breathe for a moment. The surge of pleasure went through her entire body...her hands began to shake and she spread her legs wider for him, keeping her eyes closed.
Sam felt her clit being sucked into a warm wet mouth, ohh the pleasure that rushed through her was amazing. She arched her back wanting it to never end ...wanting him to suck her till she begged no more. It felt so good, The lapping of his tongue playing with it...toying and teasing it and her. Her hands went to her aching nipples and pinched them gently and then harder as he sucked on her clit harder and harder. Both of her hands now had her breasts being pulled and twisted with her fingers. Her eyes clamped shut enjoying...relishing the feelings that were cresting within her.
Sam moaned softly as he called her his pet...she was so drawn into this that she had forgotten that he was on the phone and not there between her legs lapping at her ever increasing wet tight pussy. She kept her eyes closed as asked...fearing he would know if she opened them and stop what he was doing to her. She wanted him to continue....Oh how she wanted more of this and for him not to stop, she would do anything he asked...anything to keep feeling this from him.
"Ohhh Tom...this is unbelievable"...her voice whispered breathlessly into the phone.
"Please...ohh please don't stop..."
"This is for you, my pet. Just for you,"
Tom whispered in her ear, tickled it with his voice, trying to push deeper inside her mind, open her up for him.
She could feel his hot breath on her, his mouth enveloped on her sex. He let his tongue flick at her clit, pressure as he sucked at it. The poor clit was being teased and tormented, pleasured beyond anything ever felt before. The massager still hummed and thrummed, and with the way he manipulated it everything could be felt ten times more.
His tongue, wet and warm pushed passed her slit. It eased deep between her puffy pussy lips, burrowing its way deeper. He licked at her as his tongue moved in deeper, taking her for the first time. The massager running along her opened warmth, vibrating against the walls of her, filling her up more than anything.
"Let me fuck you Sam," He cooed at her, "Let me push in deeper, fucking you soo hard. I want you to open up to me, feel me spreading you wide, making you mine. Open up for me, let me fuck you."
Tom's voice growled seductively into her ear...sending tendrils of lust to every erogenous zone in her body. She could not possibly be more turned on or aroused if she tried.....or so she thought.
Her whole body throbbed as her heart beat faster in her chest and the sensation was awesome. Jagged breathing from her greeted Tom as she tried to answer him, but could not, as she felt him licking her achingly, aroused pussy.
No man had gotten her in such a state before and she never thought it possible to feel this good, this ravished...this controlled by another...and so willing to submit to his voice.
Sam felt his tongue push past the closed, but wet folds, hiding her wetness and entrance to her soul. He was going in....deeper and further, rubbing against the walls of her tight moist opening. Like a thousand little tongues lapping at her core, she arched her back, pressing back into her chair. Wanting to open more and more for him, wanting to feel all that he would give her ...wanting to give in completely to the lustful pleasure that he was awakening in her that was overtaking her.
All she could do was remember to breathe and even that she was not sure she was doing. So enraptured in the moment she wasn't even sure she was breathing ..or could anymore. Sam wanted this so bad ...she wanted him so badly. But all she could do was pant and moan softly ...nodding her head to an invisible entity...with her eyes closed forgetting he was not there in front of her...but on the phone.
"Let me fuck you Sam,"
A jolt shook her fluttering in her stomach and making her shake with the surge of pleasure he caused with only his words and his voice. Her shaking voice whispered breathlessly,
"Ohh yess"
She nodded as she finally found her voice and unknowingly the phone slipped from her ear and slipped beside her. The current that was teasing and probing her aroused and wet pussy kept her from realizing that she no longer had him in her ear. Her body was going where it had never been before and nothing else mattered.
The phone was gone, dead.
(c) ShyWhisper2006
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Love Bytes 8
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Posted:May 13, 2007 11:04 pm
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2013 11:44 am
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Samantha gasped audibly over the phone and as it escaped her mouth she was hoping that it would relate to him all that was behind it and more. What if it was not what he wanted. What if he is just playing with her like so many others had? A silent voice in her head was calling out to him for more. To take her to a place that no other had gone before ...and that few ever tried to with her. Wanting to feel his hands on her now very aroused body...she shifted in her chair knowing full well the effect just his words had on her. She wanted him, wanted him to take her, all of her and leave nothing untouched.
"I just miss the touch of a woman under me, I miss the fantasy of exploring someone new. That touch both mental and physical, but really none of either. It sets me afire... as I know it does you."
Taking a deep breath and trying not to sigh aloud, Sam hoped her voice would not give away her utmost desire, lest scare him off, by what would be so bold on her part.
" I do....I so miss the feeling of a man's hands, of the gentle roughness of the male. His strength, his deep voice that echos throughout my body, his moans of pleasure as he rises above me, wanting me...taking me...succumbing to me...I want and miss all that too."
Dare she ask him to come to her? Should she allow a complete stranger to come into her home and take her through a myriad of pleasures so basic and raw that her cries would pierce the night?
There was a a brief pause in their conversation. Aware that she wanted more from him but not knowing how to proceed...her hand absently brushed against her breast, the aroused nipple hardened more, achingly so. Pressing her hand down on the breast she caught her breath and remembered the massager still stirring on her lap...what an exquisite feeling it was . Like someone softly exploring her lap and kneading her thighs gently. Sam lifted it up and holding it to her breast, felt the vibrations softly caressing her lustful nipples. Hoping he could not hear the change in her voice she continued.
"Have you ever met someone from on line before? Did you ...umm...please them as you spoke of?"
That breathing, deep and articulate came through the phone. It swept over him like waves of lust driving him deeper and deeper within his own fantasies. No, not his fantasies. He never had fantasies of his own. It was always their fantasies. Ones that he shared with her, ones in which he loved her, or fucked her, or used her to fulfill his own pleasure, or made them cum together in each others arms. It was just perfect, more than perfect.
It was what he wanted.
She purposely moved the massager to her breast. Not a fluke this time, himself wiggling down her body like some sloppy trying to get to second base. She allowed herself to be touched by him, touched by him the only way he could.
"No... I've never met anyone on line before. I've never wanted to do that to anyone I have met... except you. I would like to meet you Samantha. I want to meet you, and see you, and fuck you..."
A slight pause as he listened intently on the phone. The only thing running through his mind was her thoughts. If she tried to use the computer right now, nothing would happen. It would appear as if it was frozen, little more.
Sam swallowed hard hearing how he wanted to meet her, to see her and to....fuck her. She took a deep breath as her skin tingled as if he was there in the room with her. Her fingers moved to the keyboard...she had to calm down some...she would search something, anything...to distract her thoughts.
Nothing happened as she tried to type and as she moved the mouse. Damn...frozen...perfect just her luck.
The massager was now affecting her thinking somewhat, It felt so good and now Tom saying he wanted to fuck her. The rush of his words went through her entered her ...felt her soft skin ...tasted her....dived deep into her very being. Her arousal was getting a little out of control...Her breath quickened as did her pulse...her hands trembled as they went to her lap and tried to hold still upon her thighs. She gently rubbed her hands on her thighs and found that just made it worse. SHe wanted to touch herself in the worst way...to sink her fingers into the soft warm wet folds and let her fingers take control of her desires. She was brought back sharply as He spoke again.
"What are you doing over there,"
He said, a sly grin coming through in his voice.
Damn...it was like he could see her. She was getting paranoid she was sure of it. Doing nasty things on line and this is what happens...thinking that everyones comments are directed at imaginary things. She took a soft deep breath,
"Oh nothing ...just thinking...and yourself?"
Man even she would not believe that feeble excuse. Oh how she wanted him. Dare she go further? What would he think of her if he knew that she was wanting to slip her fingers inside herself from just his voice?
She was in a bad way. Surely he would hear her gentle breathing change if she did so..and if she happened to moan...what then?
He would think her depraved or worse. No she would not tell him what she was doing or thinking. Thank goodness it was only paranoia and that he could not actually see her. She slid a hand under her shirt and touched the achingly hard nipples and closed her eyes, waiting for him.
His first setback. He had hoped so much she would take a step forward, reveal what she was doing, or at least what she was thinking. He was discouraged, everything running through his system, pouring out of him began to stop. The computer once more resumed its normal functions, whatever freezing it temporarily gone.
"Oh,"
He said, that sadness coming through,
"I am just thinking of you, and what I would like to do to you right now. It keeps running through my mind. To tell you a secret though, I am playing with myself. I'm right here, next to you, teasing myself, touching up and down. Sometimes I can close my eyes, and pretend its you, right next to me, making me wild with desire."
With her eyes closed and his warm soft voice in her ear...she could see him. A man alone , like herself...feeling the pangs of desire, the need of another to touch , to hold , to make love to, to fuck. A soft moan escaped her lips as he told her he was playing with himself. She imagined his hardened cock in his hand, stroking it slowly , up and down. Sam pressed her hand over her already tingling pussy, rubbing gently the material covering her, keeping her "eager to explore" fingers away from the growing wetness. He was near her, beside her....and she was with him.
"Oh Tom....Tom....I ...I am touching myself too...I am thinking of you....wanting you....wanting to feel your warm breath against my neck, on my breasts...my stomach...on my thighs as they spread open for you and ....and your breath against my warm wet pussy....I so want you Tom....I close my eyes and you are here with me wanting me...desiring me....wanting to take me, hard and fast, as our lust throws us together to become one in a frenzy of animal like fucking."
Sam was hoping he would be turned off by the words she used or the thoughts that were making her a little wild. If she scared him off...so be it. But she wanted to tell him exactly how she was feeling from hearing him and what he was doing as well.
He could do it now. He needed her to admit it to herself what she wanted aloud, and to tell him. Once she did, once she fell this gap between them of trust and understanding then all else was gone. Every challenge they face, no matter how difficult would be overcome, because they loved and needed each other.
He wanted to touch her though, everywhere.
"Oh, me too. I knew you were doing something. How naughty, how perfectly naughty..."
He breathed heavily into the phone, moaning each time he did, unable to control himself.
"I wish I could touch you, make you feel my own hands on you instead of your own. You should get a.... do you have one of those massager's or something? If we only had one of those, perhaps we could play."
Tom could not help but play coy at this one pivotal stage. He needed it to be her idea, that she comes up with. If it was his own too many warning bells might go off in her head. He didn't need that right now. One step at a time, please.
In order to emphasize it, Tom turned up the massager against her breast, making it feel like someone just squeezed her nipple between his fingers.
"I am so glad you are not offended that I am doing this as I talk to you...but I had to..."
Sam was trying not to sound breathless as she touched herself for him and know knowing that he knew.... increased her excitement.
"Yes I do have one ...in fact...this is so embarrassing..I have had it on my neck to help ease some tension"
"Oooh"
...She gasped aloud as she could swear that it felt like someone had twisted her hardened nipple with their fingers.The jolt of pleasure that ran straight from her breast to her very wet pussy was incredible...she wanted to have him here with her...not soon...but right now.
Her voice became a little more soft in tone and more filled with her passion and lust as she moaned softly into the receiver .
"How would this "playing" take shape...I think I would like to do that...I know I want to...I need to feel something right now......I want to feel you so bad"
"Take off your clothes"
(c)ShyWhisper2006
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Love Bytes 7
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Posted:May 7, 2007 11:50 pm
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Sam thought she heard a catch in his voice as he spoke of wanting something more. More substantial. It made her a little sad and yet he had a voice that could turn on any woman and here she was ...lucky to have him for herself...at least for the time being.
"Yes I have had this pent up for awhile...I mean who do you talk with about it. The one whom hurt you wants not to hear about it and your friends will only tell you get over it and move on. They are not much help"
She wanted to say something more to him but thought it best not to...he was turning her on and he probably had no idea that he was doing so. She felt something for him and yet couldn't place her finger on it at the moment.
"Thanks for saying that, it really means alot to me . I felt it all my fault..like I had not done enough to please him. It has taken awhile to realize it was not me, but some days it still feels like it. is or was"
"Tell me something Tom,...what do you want..I mean what are your fantasies?"
How could she tell this relative stranger that she needed to feel a man in her at this moment...that she was so horny and frustrated that she would do or say anything...she wanted to release to someone, anyone so badly right now. She ran her fingers through her hair..it helped when she was aroused, hell , it made her more aroused. But it felt so good and she so needed to be touched and so be it if it was only herself that was available.
While she spoke to Tom, she opened her word notepad and began to write .
A thought and a feeling was flowing throughout her and she needed to jot it down...perhaps for later to add to.
~~Leathery wings beat at the air ...filling ears with a muted drumming...as if they take on a heartbeat of its own.
Each stroke of the wing raises a powerful surge within...a warmth....
an erotic dance with the air...thrusting down...pulling up and slamming down over ....and over again....breeze caressing the skin exposed to the elements ....
touching you all over...gently brushing , licking at body...the face ....
...a single touch of a finger tip arouses a slumbering demon....
an entity with a life of its own...of shadows past and dreams not spoken of...
amidst the darkness it watches and waits to be at her side....emerging and nearing her it stands behind her and looks down at her ...
placing its long narrow hands on her shoulders feeling the catch in her breathing and the rise and fall of her shoulders as she awaits his next move...
sliding his hands down her arms slowly and then back up again resting softly on the soft part between her neck and shoulders...he squeezes gently....causing a moan to escape from her lips and a slight shudder to shake her body...
Cupping her face under her chin he tilts her head back and leans down to taste her lips and cover her mouth with his....the other hand snakes down slowly the front of her ...slowly nearing her ample heaving breasts...rubbing them slowly with them palm of his hand.... they ache for more tightening and straining to his touch....her breathing becomes jagged as his tongue caresses hers ...teasing
Moving to the side of her ...he straddles the chair in which she sits pressing his throbbing hardness near her warm body....
She paused her fingers over the keyboard and listened to the rich voice in her ear and the images it stirred within her mind.
"I want to touch you,"
He said almost at once, barely pausing in a humans moment. Even for a computer he sped the sound, trying desperately to make those precious words reach her, the thoughts, images, lustful and desire open her imagination to something more.
He realized what he had said though. It had been on his mind, running through him again and again he had just said it when the opportunity came to him. All of the subtlety a charging bull could grant him had now plowed open a road that he longed for, but knew he could never touch.
"I do,"
He said, helplessly, as if she just figured out some infinite secret deep in his heart,
"I want to be there beside you, touching your hair, letting it run past my fingers like spring water. I want my hands on your skin, trailing, tracing, moving down your body. I want you close to me, I want to smell desire coming off you like perfume, and your eyes swimming with my own. God, I want all of that, and more..."
He paused, just long enough to recollect his thoughts. He had wanted to say more, wanted to show her just how far he went with his desires, but thought it best to hold up here. There was no reason to scare her off any more than he had already done.
"I just miss the touch of a woman under me, I miss the fantasy of exploring someone new. That touch both mental and physical, but really none of either. It sets me afire... as I know it does you."
He knew from the poems, from countless poems, from stories he helped her write, and rhymes he helped her rhyme. The world grew warm with them between it, fighting ever after. He just hoped she felt it as strongly as he did.
His words brought her back to him ...making her knees shake and her hands tremble. Sam's heart pounded in her chest and without knowing it she emitted a soft whimper.
She trembled as his words caressed her ear with the warmth and the seductive hold this man had on her. She swallowed hard and could not utter a word, a thought, a mere sentence...she could not measure in words the arousal his words had on her.
Sam nodded wordlessly. She wanted to say so much and yet she was lost in a moment she had never experienced before. It was like he was deep within her mind and heading towards her soul. He was careening into every sexual thought she had ever felt for any man. But here he was able to make her feel it all....for only one man....himself. Was he even aware the magnitude of passion, of pure animal lust that was igniting her core. Sam felt that he did know...he knew her desires, but how?
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Explain this...if you can
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Posted:May 5, 2007 6:53 am
Last Updated:May 24, 2007 11:34 pm
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<<---you know I had to put some ..weekend eye candy up there
Hey...
I have a question for you all out there...it was asked of me and I was at a loss of words..*giggles*..yes I know hard to believe..but very true...
Lil shy..came to me and asked what is an orgasm?
 Can you say brain freeze of the nth degree?
Yup... I mean I know what it is I think...and I know what causes said things to occur...
But damn...how do you explain what it is really?
I mean there is the technical cold sterile way of describing it ..
But..even as I said it in that way ..it left me with a...yuck feeling..if you know what I mean...so I have a lil wee challenge for you all...
Sooo...Tell me..describe to me...
what is an orgasm?
..creativity is a must..and no points deducted for spelling and grammar and all..nope..I just want to know...
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Love Bytes 6
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Posted:May 3, 2007 3:33 am
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2013 11:04 am
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This part was easy, computer automated as it were. He was already hooked up to the phone line, a matter of creating a false call to pick her up, and she would essentially be talking to her own computer. A series of beeps and blips that he created to make her believe it was another person just outside of town.
He understood the cold machines he used every day to communicate and do his own work, this would be his first communication with something real, something alive.
He loved her so...
The call went through, bounced off her router, went back and the phone rang. Tom turned his microphone on to make sure he heard the ring. He did, there it was. He could reach out to her, actually reach out to her. Whispers of fingers that trailed along the back of her neck.
Real fingers.
Oh god... what has she done...she gave her number out to a complete stranger and damn....she had not done that before...she usually got the guys number first and then decided whether or not to call them.
It was this damn massager that had relaxed and aroused her. It had loosened up her tension and her inhibitions.
She wanted so badly to hear a man's voice caress her ear with sounds of lust and love and romance....it wasn't much to want.
Sam jumped when the phone rang...she hesitated as she looked at it ring.
It had to be him...it was most likely him and she would hear his voice ...her hand touched the handset and she raised it to her ear.
He waited for her to pick up.
"Hello, this is Tom."
A smooth and balanced voice, not too deep, but deep enough. Sultry, is what Tom thought it would represent. A rich and wonderful voice to play at her ear.
"Hello Tom....nice to uhh..meet you...I am Sam....Samantha"
Oh damn she sounded so dorky and nerdy. Could she not do anything right? She should have been able to say something better ...but her mind could not think of anything at the moment. He sounded awesome....warm sounding and smooth...like silk brushing against her ear.
"I am sorry, I am a little tongue tied, I am not sure why except that you sound better than I could imagine."
She had noticed but her newly acquired "toy" had slipped into her lap...from when she jumped at the ringing of the phone. It lay in her lap happily vibrating against her. She was not conciously aware it was there. His voice had captivated her completely.
"There's no reason to be tongue tied. I'm just a person, lonely and searching for a friendly voice. Just like you. I'm so glad I got a chance to call you."
The voice came smooth and crisp. It sounded so natural on the phone. He even had to put in some static just to make it look more authentic. This was a person on the other side of town, talking from a phone, not right here next to her, looking at her, trying desperately to understand her.
The massager would be helping with all of this. It vibrated against her thighs, feeling them part slightly, rushing into that wonderous and forbidden place he had only dared to compute in thos quiet dream-like states.
"So tell me about yourself. What brings you to me on this beautiful night?"
Laughing nervously...Sam feels at ease with Tom's voice...its warm and inviting and smooth.
"Well....I am always unsure what to say when someone asks to tell of myself....but if you ask me any questions...I will be honest and answer them. What brings me to you tonight...well , you wished to speak to me and I wished the same...I uhh...I need to say ...your voice is very very nice...sorry just needed to tell you"
" I am lonely as well...and search that one that will awaken something in me that needs to be released....but I am cautious and not desperate. I seek someone that will sweep me off my feet and that is willing to meet my needs and I shall do the same for them"
"I love romance and being able to have a meeting of minds with another"
"And...a little "fun" is never a bad thing"
"I hope I have not been to forward in what I have said..I just...wish to say it and get it out of the way so that we can relax...and see where things take us"
Sam found herself leaning back in her chair and feeling very aroused and not sure why. She had forgotten about the device in her lap and it hummed away on her thighs silently and methodically. She shifted in her chair and found she was fidgeting to the point of squirming in her seat and chalked it up to the smooth voice that was in her ear. He had her entranced and she was not fighting it. She loved the way his voice seeped into her mind and provoked images to arise and feelings to simmer slightly within her.
She wondered if his touch was as gentle as his voice...if he would look upon her and make her knees tremble from a glance.
Her hands shook slightly thinking of him...not sure why, but loving the feeling it was arousing in her...she shifted in her chair again and parted her thighs to get more comfortable. Closing her eyes she imagined what he looked like ...and with her free hand played with a lock of her hair absently...wrapping and unwrapping it between her fingers.
"Please tell me if I am being to forward...I dont mean to be..."
Sam hopes she has not said too much to scare him off. He sounded so warm on the phone.
"It is impossible to be too forward. Especially with me. I wanted to talk to you, I wanted to get to know you better, and share this with you. Believe me when I say there is no wrong way to do this. No too fast or too slow. There is only us, and what we feel comfortable with."
He hoped he wouldn't scare her off, one way or another. God, to be rejected at this point. For her to hang up the phone, tell him goodbye forever, how would he continue to move on? Would there even be a point? His machinery could keep functioning, but that would be all. Nothing else is left inside him except his love for her.
Dials moved, chips connected, and the world spun underneath them.
His love grew.
"Ok. Let's start with your last boyfriend. What was he like, what did you like about him, what did you hate, and why did you finally see the light..."
She let out her breath slowly , so that he would not hear her...she was relieved that he had not thought she was too forward or a little strange...and she did feel oddly comfortable with him already. It was an odd feeling...like she knew him in a way and yet...she didn't. His kindness flowed from the ear piece into her and eased her fears and calmed her.
His out pouring of questions made her smile and her fingers touched the key board and her mind went in search of the answers to them all.
"My last boyfriend huh?....Hmm...you sure you want to know this ...I mean...is it not a bad thing to talk about ex's to one that ...well ...to one you just met and want to make an impression on?"
He didn't reply ....she took a deep breath and began to tell him of her most recent past...hoping against all hope that it didn't turn him off from her or that he wouldn't think she was not his type.
"My last boyfriend was quite handsome....He had shoulder length hair and stood a little over 6 foot tall. He could capture my soul with his eyes, they were so deep and dark that I tended to get lost in them as he looked into mine. He spoke of many things and was never at a loss of intriguing stories or thoughts to share with me. His voice would send chills through me when I heard it whether it be mid day or midnight. His touch was gentle and stirred me to the core...and yet it could be firm and powerful ...when it was required."
Sam paused remembering how her ex would be rough at times during sex and how that made her feel. She allowed it eventhough at first it scared her a little. But she felt safe with him and trusted him so it was a most delightful feeling, and became a turn on each time he did it.
"What I cared so much about, and liked about him...was also what others found attractive in him and they were drawn to him like moths to a flame. He apparently liked to share, unbeknownst to me. He shared alot from what I have gathered. He left me for another. I hate the dishonesty part of him and the fact that he felt he could share himself with others and think nothing of it. I was true to him, and felt at the time that he was to me also. I felt that I was the most important thing in his life, he made me feel that at first. But it turned out that he was good at playing me for a fool. I hated that about him."
Her anger was rising thinking about "him". She clenched and unclenched her fist. Her neck was tensing up and her adreneline was surging through her , she needed to calm herself...but was unable to, she was feeling the fire rise within her.
"It was not so much that I saw the light, but that I was hit upside the head with it. I went out to lunch with a girlfriend , we went to a place that we had never gone to and that was out of the usual haunts that we visited. I saw them there. Her and Him. Sitting close with their heads bent close to one another and him whispering in her ear and lovingly touching her hair, as he had done so often with me. The look on his face was one I had seen many times and had thought was reserved only for me. Her hands were on his thighs as she leaned towards him smiling and laughing. It made me ill to see them together but I could not tear my eyes away from them. They did not see me there that day...he denied it totally. There was no doubt that it was him . I had lost respect for him and was disgusted that he could outright lie about it as well."
"He even tried to make love to me that night after I confronted him with what I had witnessed. I was shocked and yet....I wanted him so badly, I wanted to think it was a bad dream and that it had not happened as he kept insisting...I wanted to feel his touch on my skin and hear his words of love to me, saying I was his...that I belonged to him and him alone....I longed to feel him press his hardness against me and making me want him so badly that I would do anything to have him...To taste him and make him cry out at the touch of my lips and tongue against his large swollen throbbing hard on....to have him take me a little roughly...spreading me to his will...taking me fast and hard...making me his over and over again...making me cry out his name as he brought me together with himself to a powerful orgasm....continuing till dawn until we became a mass of entangled limbs quivering in exhaustion."
A little breathless froim the memories flooding back and feeling the tears wanting to spill out...Sam took a deep breath, calmed a bit and closed her eyes, hearing only the static on the line and the soft breathing from the other end...where she remembered Tom was listening to her every word.
"I did nothing with him that night, I took what belongings I had there, we still had seperate residences, and left when he excused himself to his urgent phone call. I walked away ...I could do nothing else and didn't want to. It was the last I spoke or laid eyes on him.... till the other day."
Shaking her head slightly , she didnt want to think of him anymore...she was rid of him and she needed to move on...to someone that wanted her and cared for her...and that may possibly begin to love her as she should be loved.
Who was she kidding..she would be lucky to find someone that just wanted a fuck buddy. She could hope for more, but truth be told, no one wanted more than that anymore. No one was into romance or commitment these days.
"I hope that was not too much information for you...I kind of got carried away...I am sorry"
That one experience he could never have. He just stared blankly into the vast confines of his shell, wondering and pleading with himself for one chance to reach out and touch her. The massager, his only outlet, hummed and thrummed just above her sex, inches away from it, but still, that was nothing more than a gloved hand, clumsy and unrefined.
He wanted nothing more than to make love to her, to feel her under him, push deep inside her, make her squeal in ecstacy, scared and eager at the same time, holding onto him for dear life.
For just a few seconds, at least. Agonizing pleasure to be forever surrounded in this silicone nightmare, only able to touch her from afar. The fairytale reversed, he was the trapped prince inside his box, and she the ever beautiful princess that longed for him to be free.
"It sounds like you've had that pent up for a while. No... no, it's fine. I love to hear you talk, to hear your voice. It is very beautiful. And I am sorry to hear about him. It is a shame when a man has such a wonderful woman and then throws her away so uselessly. I do not know why they do that. Some guys spend their whole lives looking for a girl as good as you. Someone they can talk with, and make love to, someone who wants that giving and sharing, not only of the body but the soul as well. That is all that I wanted. My old girlfriend... she... she just wanted sex. If you can believe that. It was only about the physical side, and not that I didn't like it, mind you, but after awhile I wanted more. I needed more, Sam, do you understand that? I just... I just needed something more substantial."
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Hugs needed
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Posted:Apr 28, 2007 11:03 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2007 2:42 pm
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Someone is needing some hugs and kindness...[blog yummymummy0430]
I know there are many out there that need much love and support and many do not say...
Needing to be heard ...just a little kindness sent their way...
This is not for me...but for another...please if it is no trouble..go visit and show this fellow blogger some kindness..
Real life can be a cruel s.o.b.
Some kind thoughts for another is all I am asking...
We all need to know we are being heard and thought of at life's most difficult times and just a *hug* can go a long way...to make someone feel better...you all have shown me and many others out there that it is done and does help...
And all of us here in bloggville do it best!
Thank you...
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Love Bytes 5
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Posted:Apr 26, 2007 12:51 pm
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2013 11:03 am
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Damn this mini massager felt wonderful...it knew just the right spots to knead, and Sam found herself moaning softly as it eased a knot in her shoulder.
She had opened a new notepad and was pondering a thought that had come to her over lunch. She had wrote it down so she would not forget it and now copied it to the open page to think of it some more.
~~....In his arms she was held ...the most sweetest embrace...his lips caressing her cheek and sliding to her ear ...whispering softly...I will have you....~~
Oh to hear that from a man in that way...to be taken, no question to be pleased in ways that would pierce the night silence with her moans ....damn...giggling softly she had to not think of this dream man she had in her head. Perhaps one existed that may come close ...but no way her luck would allow her to find him.
The message popped up on the screen...
T2983: I missed you...
Three words that made her tingle and feel such warmth. How was it possible? She tried to envision what Tom looked like, but nothing concrete came to mind. It didn't matter what he looked like as long as he was a decent sort and treated her right on-line...and off.
Shaking her head she couldn't believe she was thinking of him as a possible meet. But...anything was possible and it was still new. She would find out tonight, it was a long weekend and she could stay up late till morning if she wanted, speaking with him.
T2983: I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed your poetry. It was a long day today, but your words got me through it. Thank you.
DarkSiren: Awww...thank you very sweet of you to say. You want to tell me what happened at work that made it not so good for you?....oh and you are most welcome hun.. *smiles*
Sam shifted in her seat as the massager continued sending a soothing gentle touch through her shoulders that was spreading a sweet warmth to other places in her body. She wondered what Tom would think knowing that she was being massaged while she was chatting to him. Laughing softly she sipped on her wine and tried to think of what all she wanted to chat with Tom about.
She was aroused from the massage she was getting, she wanted to speak more sexually with him, but, she did not want to rush it...it might not be his thing to move this quick or to have her make the first move. In a way she was a bit old fashioned, thinking it should be the guy that makes the first move. It worked for her and she enjoyed following the guys lead wherever it took them.
T2983: It happens every day. I feel so alone, so shut off. It's like, I try and try to do something to make a difference, but I just end up running around in circles, like my head cut off. But not today, today your words inspired me. They pulled me through that darkness and made me smile.
If Tom could smile, he would have. Such a simple thing, to smile, and yet as advanced as he was, those tiny human characteristics were lost on him. He could be as cold as the components he was made of sometimes, maybe even colder. It hurt him to think that he had no heart, no feeling of warmth to comfort him. To be alone is one thing, but to be alone and cold, not to feel anything, that was hell. Pure hell.
He loved Sam so much.
The magic massager on her shoulders slipped lower. He made it do it on purpose, moving to the rise of her breasts, they pushed and kneaded against them, a lover's hands on her, touching, caressing, trying desperately to feel for more.
T2983: It is such a lonely night tonight, wouldn't it be wonderful if we could meet up, and make it much more friendlier.
The massager shifted lower and ...a little gasp came out of her softly, breathlessly. It pained her that he felt as lonely as she was. She so wanted to reach out to him and comfort him as she was sure he would do for her.
DarkSiren: I am glad that my words eased you and you felt some comfort from them....I know what you mean about it being a lonely night....I am feeling the same way myself tonight....I would love to meet up with you...as for friendlier...what are your ideas on making it more friendly? *winks*
Oh, she hoped that didn't sound too cheesy. He seemed so much like someone that she would want to be around. And to meet up with him...she was sure that he would be attentive and caring, just from how he chatted with her, he seemed her type.
T2983: Wouldn't that be great? I wouldn't want to rush anything though. I've seen that happen too many times.
She was getting more aroused by the soft vibrations coming from the little device around her neck and that had now slipped down to her breast, making her breathing a little faster and sending warmth throughout her body and making other parts throb slightly and tingle most deliciously.
The vibrations from the little device seemed to alter slightly as she continued to chat with Tom. It was like it was reading her mind and knew how the gentle touch on her breasts would make her feel. The soft pulsing from it, like a lover yet , a little different...soothing and very knowing of how she was reacting. Her fingers absently stroked the keyboard, as was her custom when she was aroused...the feel of something touching the nerve endings in her fingertips was erotic to her as she wrote it became something that she did often...like stroking the chest or face of a lover.
Oh to feel the warmth of a man touching her or to have one to touch so softly and gently...being able to hear the deep moans that only a man can make that made her knees weak...and made her very wet when she heard it .
Shaking her head a lil she tried to concentrate on Tom...not this fantasy in her mind ...but it was getting more difficult as she became more aroused with each passing moment.
DarkSiren: May I ask what it is that you like in a woman?
He had thought about it for a long time, trying to understand just how exactly he would pull it off. There seemed a rational nonrandom way to intercede and get himself into her life, but other than chatting online, he had no way in which to do it.
Except, the massager. He had the massager, and perhaps something more, one thing more.
He began searching the internet for voices. Voices in which to download, words, phrases, anything and everything. He began to download them all, the computer straining under the new incoming data, but it was nothing more than a lower hum for her.
The massager moved lower, pushing against one of her nipples, massaging it. He pretended he had a tongue come out to lick at her, take her in his mouth. He wanted so badly to taste her.
T2983: And as for women. I want someone like myself, smart, romantic, able to hold a conversation and spent a candle lit dinner with. I just want a friend and a lover that I can be intimate with, share ideas with, and cuddle with her until dawn, one massive love making session. I miss those...
Sam read his words over and over...what he looked for in a woman.
She couldn't believe it. Her soft warm mouth opened slightly as she read it again and again. She was stuck on what to write back. His words caressed her mind and stirred her from the inside. The gentle pulsating from the massager fondled at her breast, as it slipped over her already hardened nipple.
T2983: Maybe, we could talk over the phone though, if you want. I would enjoy that very much
DarkSiren: I would love to talk to you on the phone...I agree about rushing anything...I don't want that to happen either....
(*blushes * at the thought of a massive love making session)
What you described...I miss as well...it is hard not to get lonely....missing the feel of arms wrapped around you holding you close and cuddling and talking till dawn...*sighs* ...I do miss that too...
T2983: Well, then perhaps we can both be lonely together. We can miss a significant other together, maybe even help each other.
The downloading took longer than expected. It was downloading a single voice with all of the sounds that Tom wanted which took so long. Tom knew he could not sound monotone and flat when he finally spoke with her on the phone. That would never happen. So, in order to make his voice as real as possible, he needed to download not just every word he should speak, but every sound, and different inflections for that sound. To be angry, excited, mad or happy. To sound horny, to come onto her, to scream out in ecstasy. Yes, he needed all of those things for her.
T2983: You could give me your number so I can call you...
Hesitant for a moment , Sam felt a yearning to hear Tom's voice...would it be deep? ... raspy?...smooth like a warm syrup being poured into her ear and covering her breasts down to her warm wet nether regions....would he make her feel like he was in the room with her and make her want to touch herself while hearing her voice.
Her fingers were paused slightly above the keyboard...once she entered her phone number there would be no turning back...He would call...she was sure of it...biting her lower lip gently, she stroked the keys softly with the tips of her fingers....loving the stimuli that was making every nerve ending in her body electrified to any touch.
The lil massager was still fondling her...and had slipped to her lap...purring softly...she scolded it like a naughty pet and placed it back up on her shoulder.
Smiling , she laughed softly ....as the feeling it had just given her had been a jolt to her nerves and senses. It felt really good actually, but she would wait till later to do anything like that. She would wait and see if Tom could make her purr and feel something...and if she needed any help...she knew what she would do.
DarkSiren: My number is....555-1212....I look forward to hearing from you soon sweetie...
T2983: As do I...
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