The strangest
Monday of my life
Ever since the first
time I caught a fleeting glimpse of your beauty, as I was scanning
the internet while bored, I had searched every day to see more and
more of you. Everything about you was perfect and I just couldn't
resist you.
Your long hair hung
loosely around your shoulders, some days it was straight yet others
slightly curled, your skin blemish free and slightly tanned. Your
firm, full, breasts and large swollen nipples always causing a
swelling between my legs, a swelling that I frequently stroked
furiously, until I came, while dreaming it was your hand around my
cock.
Yet that was all it
would ever be, a dream. I knew a woman like you would have never seen
anything more in me than just another fan, even if we did ever meet,
which I also knew was never likely to happen. You lived thousands of
miles away, In the US, while I was just a single guy, struggling to
make a living and living in a one bedroom flat in a small town in the
UK.
Sitting naked in
front of my PC yet again, which was one of the only benefits of
living alone, I found myself flicking through some new images of you
I had found, on yet another new site. As I did I wrapped my hand
around my hardening cock, closed my eyes and slowly began stroking my
hardness, once again dreaming my hand was yours, when I was shocked
to hear a soft female voice.
“That looks so
good,” the voice whispered softly. “Please don't stop I want to
see you come.”
Snapping my eyes
open I let go of my cock and spun around, only to find that I was,
unsurprisingly, alone. Confused I was about to stand up, to check my
flat, when the voice spoke up again.
“It's okay we're
alone, it's just you and me,” the voice whispered. “Just like
it's been every other day.”
Slightly scared I
walked over to the window and peered out in to the darkness, there
was no-one down on the street, so what the fuck was going on.
“Babe, come back,
I'm waiting.”
“W-W-where the
fuck are you?” I stammered nervously.
“Where I always
am, just here.”
“W-Where the
f-f-uck is here?”
“The same place I
am every day, right in front of you.”
Turning towards the
only thing that was on, my PC, I saw the woman of my dreams was still
there, staring back at me, only the image on the screen wasn't the
one I had began stroking myself to, and that was when I suddenly saw
her lips move.
“Well are you
coming back or not?”
Cautiously I walked
backed over to my PC, never letting my eyes leave the screen, hoping
to see her speak again yet my dream woman stared back at me from the
screen, silently and with a small, seductive, smile on her lips,
waiting patiently for me to sit back down, which I slowly did.
“Now where were
we?” She asked as I stared, dumbfounded, at her face. “Oh I
remember, you were entertaining me, for a change. Well what are you
waiting for?”
“W-What do you
mean?” I heard myself asking, my voice still trembling nervously.
“I think you know
what I mean, Mason,” she whispered, before running her tongue
slowly over her lips.
“H-H-How do you
know my name?” I stammered, shocked.
“The same way you
know mine, the internet is a wonderful thing,” she whispered.
“Don't you agree?”
“B-But...”
“But nothing,
Mason. Now carry on and let me watch you, just like you enjoy
watching me.”
As she spoke she
smiled and ran her hands slowly across her firm breasts, pausing only
to pinch her nipples, as if she knew that I would instantly get hard
again, which I did.
“Mm, that's a lot
better.”
The soft, seductive,
tone of her voice was driving me wild and that combined with the look
of pure lust in her eyes had me reaching down for my hardness once
again. Wrapping my hand, lightly, around my shaft I began to stroke
myself as she watched me from behind the screen, one of her hands
suddenly dropping from view.
The look on her face
changed and, knowing where she had let her hand come to a rest, I
began to stroke my hardness faster and faster. Unable to control
myself any longer, and with my legs trembling violently and with my
balls tighter in their sac than I could ever remember, I let out a
load gasp.
Closing my eyes I
felt my hardness twitch in my fist, just before the first stream of
seed exploded from my cock. Moaning her name, as I felt the thick,
milky, liquid splash down on to my chest, I opened my eyes and saw
her staring back at me.
“Fuck, Mason, I
have been waiting to see that for so long,” she whispered, lifting
her hand back in to view and, slowly, slipping her fingers in to her
mouth.
Once I finished
coming and with my body still trembling, only now with exhaustion, I
felt myself smile at the screen. Opening my mouth to speak, as she
took her fingers from her mouth, she cut me off and spoke first.
“Hopefully we can
do this again, Mason,” she whispered as she smiled back at me,
before my screen suddenly went black.
©JSMorbius
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