Alone At Last

BY: Rachel (C) 1999

We spent one amazing night together months ago, right before you moved half way across the country. I'm walking through the airport to the baggage carousel, where I know you'll be waiting to meet me. I smile as I walk up to you. I let out a soft moan at your touch as you slip your hands around my waist to pull me in for a kiss that is at once tender and forceful, and full of the passion of too many months of cybersex. I can feel your cock hardening against my leg as I cup my hand around the back of your head and whisper in your ear "I spent most of the flight touching myself, in the bathroom, under a blanket, but I didn't let myself come, because I wanted you to do it". We stand there for what seems like forever waiting for my bag. Finally we are alone in your car, on the way back to your place.

Once we are on clear of the garage and the traffic, I slowly start to slide my long black skirt up my legs. You're trying to watch the road, but as the fabric leaves my calves, my thighs, and finally my hips bare you can't help but notice that I have nothing on underneath. I slide my hand gently over the growing bulge between your legs, and tell you "I'm going to have you, right here, right now." You object that you'd rather take the time to do it right. I tell you there'll be plenty of time for that later, but right at that moment I just want to fuck. You keep putting me off, "we'll be at my place soon enough"; "Fuck that, come on," and I start undoing your pants, your cock is hard and at least one of you wants to do it right now. I put my mouth on you and I hear you breathe through clenched teeth. I don't go down, I just lick and suck on the head, your hands fumble to set the cruise control and then find their way into my blouse and my breasts and you start pinching my nipples.

You break down and say, "Okay, okay, you win... please fuck me." I look up at you smiling. I straddle you and guide your dick into me. I want it bad but you should suffer for putting me off so I barely let you in. I move my hips up and down in small strokes. Your breathing is ragged and you are trying to pay attention to the road; the way the car is weaving I don't think you are succeeding at that very well. I am torturing you and I must admit I like it. You crumble completely, take your hands off the wheel, grab my hips and impale me on your fat cock. Sounds like an animal are coming from your throat and the waves are building in my body, crashing again and again, like a rough tide pounding the beach. Too much, too much and I am there, everything is out of focus and I am the one who starts making sounds like some animal. You start screaming my name over and over and I know you're coming. I bite your neck hard and let you pound yourself into me.

We're at your place before we finish our cigarette. You anticipated my arrival there are candles everywhere and you start lighting them once we are in the door. You say you have wine, cheese and fruit ready; would I need a glass of cab? Of course, I say. "Well, I need to do a thing or two, give me three minutes and make yourself at home." 'Enigma' is coming out of your speakers. I let my hair down, strip and put on one of your white dress shirts. It falls almost to my knees so all the buttons won't be necessary. I don't hear you behind me as you force me, face down on the bed. Your mouth is on my ass, licking biting and moving toward my pussy. You are licking my inner thighs and ass with just the tip of your tongue, teasing in tiny strokes, getting closer and closer to my cunt. My breathing becomes shallow, and I'm making little moaning noises, saying "Please, please". I try to press my hips up towards your mouth, and you're tempted by the sight of me, wet, still swollen from our romp in the car. But you clamp your hands down on my ass to keep me from moving. You keep teasing until I think I'm going to explode, then slowly you start kissing your way up my back. When you are on top of me, you grab both my wrists in one hand and hold them over my head. You reach under me and unbutton the shirt, your hand grazing my breasts, avoiding my nipples, still teasing. You slip off the shirt, and I can feel your naked skin against mine.

You reach over to the nightstand and grab a few conveniently stowed scarves, quickly binding my wrists together, then blindfolding me. You roll me over onto my back, and brush first your fingers, then your lips, across my mouth. I reach out with my tongue, trying to touch you, but you pull away, enjoying watching how much I want you. You run your fingers lightly over my skin, and I'm writhing with desire. I'm moaning and begging for you to suck me, touch me, kiss me, fuck me. You move over me up towards the headboard and rub your rock hard dick against my eyelids, my nose, my cheeks, and finally my lips. I tentatively reach out to lick your cock, testing how much you'll let me have. I run my tongue slowly over the tip and around the head. You ease it in further so I can suck on the tip, gently at first, then harder. As you let me have more of your cock in my mouth I can feel you giving into it, losing control. You untie my wrists, and I put one hand around the base of your shaft and with the other I start to rub that oh so sensitive spot under your balls. You're pumping in and out of my mouth, and I can feel your body tense up as you start to come. You try to pull away, but I hold you to me, wanting to drink you in, to have every bit of you in me that I can. As your body shudders in orgasm so does mine, and you collapse on top of me. You kiss me gently all over my face, and while I'm relaxed and can't see you, you tie my wrists back together. I try to object, but you scoop me up and carry me out of the room. You lay me out on what I think must be the kitchen table and tie down my legs. I can hear the grin in your voice as you say, " I don't want the wine and cheese and fruit to go to waste". I feel something splash across my breasts and stomach and I smell wine. You take my breast in your mouth, savoring me and the cabernet, biting at my nipple. You lean over and whisper in my ear "let the feast begin". I feel your long fingers on my skin, trailing down my body as you kiss me. Your mouth leaves mine and attacks my neck, nibbles on the skin and licks the lines of my jaw. Your fingers are between my legs caressing my thighs, drawing little circles in my skin moving closer and closer to my wetness. Your mouth is on my nipples again, sucking, biting, licking me. Your fingers are teasing me again.

I can barely feel your fingertips on my lips, it's exquisite. If my hands were free I would put your whole hand in my cunt. God, you love to torture me. FINALLY, you take one finger and move it firmly but slowly over the entire length of my lips stopping just shy of my clit. You pull your hand back and you put that one finger into your mouth. I can't see you, but I can hear you sighing and sucking while you taste me. That hand goes back between my legs and begins it's oh so light dance this time on my clit. Then finally barely inside me, just the tip making slow little circles around my entrance. With each circle your hand starts moving faster and deeper, faster, deeper. Your mouth is devouring my nipples, biting and chewing them. You stick your other fingers into my mouth and I suck on them like I'm starving. And finally you pound the full length of that one finger into my cunt. I arch my back and try for more but you push me back down and are stroking me furiously. You start using two fingers and your thumb finds my clit. I am losing it, my hips are moving of their own accord and I am breathing in ragged gasps. I pull against the restraints as I come, my whole body shaking with pleasure. Your hand never stops as wave after wave hits me.

When I finally come back to earth you push back my the blindfold, and you smile at me with your fingers in your mouth and under your nose. It looks like you are trying to take me all in my smells, my tastes, my expressions, my sensations. You put the blindfold back in place, grab more wine and splash some on my belly and my pussy. You start at my stomach, licking up the wine. You move down to my bush and lick above and to each side before grabbing both my knees and spreading me wide. And then your tongue is on me, in me, flicking and sucking on my clit. My hips come alive again and are moving in rhythm with your tongue. Right when my orgasm starts you put you finger back into me, no teasing this time all the way, first time, pounding in me. Relentlessly you keep going as my initial orgasm rolls into another. Your tongue is spinning on my clit, two then three fingers inside of me. I am shaking now; I know nothing but the feel of your fingers and mouth on me. I finally come back down, I don't remember you stopping, but you have. My legs are shaking and I am breathing hard. Even though I can't see it, I know your hard red cock is almost touching your belly and I start begging you to fuck me. Please finish me, please. You pull me toward you as far as the restraints allow. My ass is nearly at the edge of the table. You reach down and point your cock toward my cunt. I am speaking at you constantly; "come on fucker, do it. Pound me with your meat, come on fuck me you bastard..." But you only tease me again, taking the head of your dick and stroking my clit, and feeling around my hot wet entrance again, I thrust my hips at your cock but the restraints hold me back, you put only an inch of yourself inside of me and start with little strokes. Your thumb, as skilled as your tongue, finds my clit and my hunger for you is all consuming. I am screaming at you now "Please, please!".

You start going deeper and deeper in me, a slow inching progression until you finally bury your entire length inside of me. My body is instantly quaking with orgasm and you pull back a tiny bit, then pound in again, and again I shudder and scream out in pleasure. Once more you ease out a bit, then plow in all the way to the base of your cock, and my back arches as I tense and shudder with multiple orgasms. You can feel the after shocks in my pussy caressing your dick, and you begin to stroke in and out slowly, savoring how wet I am from all the pleasure you've given me, looking down on me stretched out naked, totally in your control. You consider pulling out again, keeping up the torturous teasing, but you are overpowered my your own desire to stay deep inside me. You lean forward, pressing your chest against my body, causing your shaft to rub against my clit with each stroke. I respond with quiet moaning, and a long slow orgasm that builds up and up, until I am finally pushed over the edge. You cup my breasts in your hands, caressing the nipples with your thumbs, and I can feel tip of your cock rubbing my g-spot as you start to stroke faster. I squeeze the muscles in my cunt in rhythm with your pounding, faster, faster, harder, but I don't even have to say it because you know exactly what I want. I come again and again, and finally you are there with me, and I can't tell which sounds, the screaming and moaning, are coming from who because we're both so lost in the feeling, the explosive, mind blowing finale.

We are both covered in sweat and cum and totally spent. You relax against me as long as your legs hold out, and then slowly pull out, not wanting to leave my warmth. You untie me, take off the blindfold, and look into my eyes, giving me a slow damp kiss, both of us totally beyond words. You pick me up and carry me into bed, and the cool sheets feel wonderful against my skin. We both fall asleep delightfully exhausted. When I wake up I am alone in bed, and I wander out to find you on the with a glass of wine in one hand and the Kama Sutra in the other. The sight of you, naked and hard, gets me wet instantly. You look up at me, and I run one hand down between my breasts, over my stomach, and to my bush. With the other hand I part my lips, and slip one finger inside myself. My eyes are locked on yours, and I can see your breathing get shallow. I pull my finger out and run it around your lips and then in your mouth.

You suck my juices off my finger, and while you're still sitting there licking your lips and getting every last drop I turn and walk towards the bathroom. I turn on the water, steaming hot, then start the shower and get inside. My eyes are closed as I enjoy the hot water rushing over me, and you step in behind me and soap up your hands and start running the slippery, foamy lather over my back and shoulders. You massage the soap into my skin with your strong hands. You finish my back and do both arms then you move down to my ass where your hands seem to linger. Down my legs and calves to my feet where you take special care not to tickle. You ask me to turn around and when I do you are looking at my bush. You smile slightly as you lean forward and kiss me there. Your tongue slips from your mouth and to my slit, over my entrance and across my clit. I shiver unexpectedly from your touch. You lean back, lather and wash my bush, then my stomach, and finally my breasts. You take your time there, feeling the skin and pinching my nipples. Your hands finally move to my neck and I feel the strength of you hands underneath the tenderness. When you reach my face you ask me to close my eyes and take forever lathering my face. Your hands trace and retrace the lines of my face. My jaw line, my cheekbones, brow, temples, nose and lips. Finally, you grasp my head and lean me back into the hot stream coming from the showerhead. The water flows over me and I see you watching the lather slide down the curves of my body. You turn me around and make sure my hair is thoroughly wet. You step me back until the water is hitting my chest and stomach. Grab some shampoo and slowly start lathering my long dark hair. You scrub my head with the tips of your fingers, not missing one spot on my head. You take my hair in your hands and thoroughly clean it from head to tip then slowly rinse it out. Your treatment has me so relaxed I just want to sit down for a second. You switch places with me and sit me down at the far end of the tub. You quickly wash your close-cropped head and then lather your body from foot to face. I watch you hands going over your thin muscular body. You rinse off and grab an oversized towel off the rack and begin drying me off. You start at my feet and move up my legs to my ass and waist, over my breasts, down both arms then grab a second towel and dry my face and hair. You take your time with the mass at the top of my head and get it as dry as possible. You grab a third towel and dry yourself off. You squat down beside me and put one arm under my legs and the other behind my shoulders. You lift me easily and take me back to the bedroom, sitting me on the edge of the bed. You go back to the bathroom, returning with my brush. You situate yourself behind me. First you take your hands and finger comb the worst tangles out of my head, being careful not to pull my hair. The brush follows, and for the next twenty minutes you brush my hair till only the roots are still damp. From time to time I hear soft moans as you run your fingers through my hair, as if you really enjoy doing this. Finished, you tell me to lie facedown on the bed and that you will be right back. I hear you pad out of the room. I close my eyes and concede to the relaxation of the moment.

You come back after a few moments and I hear the sounds of the 'Forest Thunder Storm' cd playing. You have brought wine and a pipe full of weed and ask if I would like some smoke. I sit up and notice that you have brought almond oil and wet and dry towels. We share the bowl and you again ask me to lie down. I do, and feel the dope doing its thing. I feel you get into bed and straddle my hips. You ask if you are too heavy on me and I say "no", with a voice that seems far away. Suddenly I feel warm liquid on my back. You microwaved the almond oil so it wouldn't be cold on my skin. Your hands rub the oil over my back, ass and shoulders. Your thumbs dig into the muscles of my back releasing any residual tension. Your palms move in long slow strokes that start at my ass and move along the sides of my spine, up to my shoulders and down the sides of my chest. You come back up kneading at the muscles of my back, while rolling thunder comes out of the living room speakers. After a while you move down each leg and give first my thighs and then my calves the same treatment. You do my arms and then attack my neck for what seems like hours, slowly kneading the muscles. Suddenly the wet towel is there cleaning my skin of the excess oil; the dry towel finishes the task. You roll me onto my back. I feel like a rag doll, like my limbs possess no power of their own. You go over my stomach and breasts with the same care as my back. Again the towels to clean me off.

You find your cigarettes and light one sitting at the foot of the bed asking me not to move. You are looking at my body the whole time. Studying the curves and plains of my figure. Your cock is hard and pressing against your belly. Finishing your cigarette you take the ashtray and place it on the bedside table. You walk to the foot of the bed studying me again. Your breathing is shallow and course, the look on your face is hard and full of lust. Suddenly you reach down and grab my thighs with rough hands, forcibly spreading them apart and yanking me to the edge of the bed. You kneel down and attack my pussy with your mouth. Your tongue rolls hard over my clit while two of your fingers first find my entrance and then pound into my pussy. I climax in moments calling your name. It's barely over when you roughly roll me over onto my stomach and stick you hard cock all the way into me, pounding me while I am flat on the bed. Your hands are on my back and behind my head pushing me into the bed while you slam your hips into me. You are yelling at me the whole time, "Take me, yeah, take all of me, bitch..." I am screaming myself as another orgasm takes hold of me. You fuck me harder and faster as the orgasm rocks me. I know you are close, your breath is coming in rough gasps and you mouth gets filthier. I turn my head under your hand and tell you to come in my mouth. You love it when I say this to you and it puts you over the edge. Now you are begging me, "Please, baby!! Yes, please...", you beg and roll over beside me. I see your wet dick spasming as I move towards it. I get my mouth over the head just before you come and I feel the your hot liquid roll into my mouth and down my throat. I swallow you down as your hips buck and shudder. Spent, you collapse on the bed. I crawl up and kiss you deeply on the mouth.

I start caressing the lines of you face with my fingertips. As I caress your lips I put a finger into your mouth and you suck on it heartily. I shake my head so that all my hair falls to one side and start dragging it over your face, then your chest and arms, over your crotch and down your legs. You start to get hard again when I move back over your chest. I lay my head down on your belly and start licking teasingly. Suddenly I sit up and tell you to stay put. I get up and walk into the kitchen, rooting around until I find something that suits my purpose. I return smiling and holding a squeeze bottle of chocolate sauce. As you lie naked on your back I start at one foot and carefully draw a line of chocolate all over your body. Finally I tell you to close your eyes, and I drizzle chocolate across your face. Starting at your right foot, I slowly lick my way up your leg, getting every drop. I run my tongue and lips up your calf, around your knee, up your inner thing, hearing you gasp as you think I'm going to reach your throbbing cock. But instead, I follow the trail back down the outer side of your thigh and back up the middle. I lap up the sauce over your stomach, following my own carefully drawn loop around your belly button. The side of my breast brushes your cock, and your fingertips dig into the bed as your desire is piqued. I abandon my oral cleanup long enough to let you suck the chocolate off my tit, and you go crazy, trying to get the whole thing in your mouth. I pull away from you and continue licking and sucking my way around your legs, your chest, your arms, your nipples. I take my time with each part of you, nibbling on your shoulder, grazing my teeth along your inner thigh. I lavish extra attention on your fingers, sucking hard and long on each of them, swirling my tongue around the tips in a way that makes your cock jump with desire.

When your whole body is clean, I finish with your face, gently kissing the chocolate off your eyelids, the bridge of your nose, your cheeks. Finally I run my tongue around your lips, once twice, three times then slowly slip the tip of my tongue between your lips, starting in on a slow wet kiss that tastes like chocolate and cabernet and both of our juices. The kiss builds in speed and intensity and you roll me over so you're on top and then I roll back over you and we tumble on to the floor kissing and groping and laughing and checking to see if we're both okay. You're sitting up leaning against the bed and I scoot down and plunge the length of your cock all the way to the base of my throat. I'm sucking your shaft, and the back of my hot wet mouth is rubbing against your head, moving around as I get up on all fours. I keep you deep in my mouth and I run the tip of my tongue up and down the underside of your cock. I pull my head back and run the inside of my lips along your shaft, slipping you out of my mouth until my lips are resting against your tip. I quickly take you all back in again, and again I work you with my mouth, making you scream out a guttural sound and moan and begin to tense. You run your hands from my shoulders down my back to my ass, which you grab hold of and squeeze tight. I start pumping up and down, continuing to swirl my tongue around the base of your head. You slip your hands under me and cup my breasts. You take each nipple between a thumb and a forefinger and start rubbing and pinching. As my own excitement climbs from the stimulation, I bob up and down harder and faster, I start moaning and I arch my back just as you come, your whole body awash with pleasure for what seems like forever. You're lost in a feeling that makes your toes tingle and my body shudders in orgasm as your cum flows down my throat. I swallow you down, drink you in, suck every last drop up. You reach between my legs and cram three fingers in me, causing me to throw my head back as I launch into a long, all consuming orgasm, then I curl up in your lap and you run your fingertips over my neck and arms and back.

We are both suddenly ravenous so we order in Chinese, smoke a bowl and sit around talking and glowing and complementing each other's sexual prowess until the food arrives. We sit on the living room floor feeding each other with chopsticks until we're both full and refreshed. We each grab a fortune cookie, and I remind you to add "in bed" to your fortune. You read yours out first. "You will continue on the path of fulfillment - in bed". We both laugh, then I read mine "You revel in the traditional- in bed". You look at me and say "traditional, huh?" and you pick me up and carry me to bed. You lay me down on my back, climb on top of me, and slip your legs between mine. You gently stroke my cheek and whisper my name. You kiss me softly, both of us stoned and in slow motion. All I can feel I in the whole world is your lips on mine and your tongue in my mouth. My entire being is focused on the dance of our mouths. You spread my legs apart with yours, and make slow circles with the head of you cock around my lips. Like an artist dipping his brush in color, you slip your head inside me, then paint me wet with my own juices. One stroke at a time, using the silky evidence of my arousal, you get both of us lubricated all around. You pull all the way out of me, then in one long smooth stroke you slide your entire length into me, both of us gasping in pleasure as you do. I reach above us for the headboard to push my hips against you and bring you further into me. You take my breasts in your hands as our hips start a slow rhythm. I feel your cock as it moves within me, long, slow strokes. I reach down and grab your hips to increase the tempo of our motion. Your breath comes faster and faster, your weight presses into me. I can feel the storm building in me, taking me higher and higher. I hear myself calling your name as the first wave passes through me. You're looking right at my face as I close my eyes and my orgasm starts. You start going faster knowing that I am coming.

Pounding into me harder and harder. I look up at you trying so hard to satisfy me, suddenly I want you to come and I start talking in your ear... "Come on baby, yeah, come for me baby, yeah please, for me, please come for me" Your breath becomes ragged and you press your chest into mine to get better leverage into me. Harder and faster you pound me, I feel the muscles of your back tighten up under my hands and we are coming together. I start screaming at you to come inside me, to give me all of you. You start to cry out and I hold you close and kiss your neck and your face. Your hips stop and now you are kissing my neck and your arms wrap around me and hold me close to you. Our bodies are pressed together, our legs are entwined, and I'm listening to you breathing heavily, feeling both of our hearts pounding. I match my breathing to yours, then slow down my own breathing, and you slow down with me. We lie there just breathing together, sinking into one another, pressing every bit of skin together that we can. My last sensation before falling into a deep and satisfied sleep is of your fingers brushing over my back, and the sound of your voice whispering my name.