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The Transition 1
At last, I see them leaving the house; she is now alone and no doubt, logging into the computer and; expecting to see me there for our regular chats. Looking around I could see that I am totally free to enter, nobody showing any interest in a delivery guy, I mean, who cares? I go around to the back door and finding it unlocked, I quickly slip inside and make no noise that should alert her to an unexpected visitor. Quietly, I move through the house, searching, until I see the familiar glow of a computer screen, showing under a door. Ah! I have found her!
I edge the door open slowly and I can see her peering intently at the screen, wondering why she hasn't got a message to say, I'm there, but she is just about to find out why. Taking out the black silk scarf I have in my pocket, I walk up behind her and; just before I slip it over her head, she catches a glimpse of my smiling face, reflected on the computer screen. Can it be? Is it? Then everything goes black!
Strangely enough, she doesn't feel the need to cry out, or even be frightened, she feels safe with this 'stranger' in her house. Saying nothing, I tie the scarf around her head, not too tightly; just enough so it won't slide off and I lean forward, gently kiss her hair, her ears, her neck and finally, her sweet lips. At first she doesn't know whether to respond or not, but eventually she can't help herself and returns my kiss with a passion, pent up, over the short time we have known each other, not that she is absolutely sure it is me, of course!
I lift her from her seat, take her hand in mine and lead her through to, what I have already guessed, is the bedroom. We stand beside the bed and I slowly begin to undress her, caressing each part of her as it becomes uncovered. Kissing her warm flesh, sucking, where appropriate and watching her become more and more aroused. Her nipples stand so proud and erect, wet from my lips and tongue, her navel shining from my mouth kissing it, her naked mons damp from my tongue and her pussy lips, puffy from my kisses. I take her hands and place them on my clothes, she needs no further encouragement and she begins to strip me too, anxious to feel what she has only dreamt about.
When she uncovers my hard chest, she gasps and takes my nipples into her mouth, as I had done to her just a short while ago. Her fingers fumble with my belt and as she loosens it and pulls down my trousers, my cock springs to full hardness, she needs to believe it is all for her. Slowly she sinks to your knees, stroking my erection lovingly and when she is able, she takes the head between her hot lips, licking the pre cum from the tip and tasting the slightly salty, but not unpleasant, sign of my arousal.
After luxuriating in the feel of her sweet mouth for a few minutes, I lift her to her feet and gently push her backwards onto the bed, gazing at her nakedness with unashamed lust. I position myself between her legs, my face inches away from her flowered open pussy, and a faint hint of an earthy smell emanating from her juices which were shining and lubricating herself for me, a woman aroused and ready for sex. There is nothing better in this world, or any other, for that matter. I lean forward and run my tongue the full length of her juicy slit and she shivers with anticipation. Again and again, my tongue traces this route and my hands have to keep her legs apart, for I am in grave danger of having my head crushed between her jerking thighs. My lips find her erect clit jutting from its protective hood and demanding attention. I suck it slowly between my lips and flick it gently with my tongue, her juices are flowing and she moans as she calls out my name. Is it me though? How does she know? A sixth sense maybe, or is it just that she knows, that this is how I would treat her?
After bringing her to the brink of climax, time after time, I feel it is only right to reveal the truth. I climb over her supine body, kneel astride her heaving breasts and slowly remove the scarf.
"Hi Minx, how you doing hon?" I ask, as if we were chatting on Yahoo and as her eyes adjust to the brightness, she instantly recognise me and bursts out laughing,
"I knew it was you!! Well! I hoped it was!" I lean forward and kiss her deeply, our tongues devour each other and this has the desired result and I lay above her, my erect penis pressing hard against her so soft pussy lips. We adjust slightly and I slip inside her lava hot tunnel, she feels my circumcised head gently scrape her tender walls and her internal muscles pull me deeper into her body. Our lips are stuck like glue and as the feelings of lust overtake us, we thrust in unison, our bellies slapping together, my fingers teasing her bullet hard nipples, pinching them and biting them.
At least she knows that this time, she will be allowed to climax properly. Her movements become more frantic, my cock is aching for release too and with one last thrust, I release jet after jet of my fiery spunk against her womb. As she feels it, her inner muscles contract around my spurting manhood, milking me dry and she climaxes with me. She cannot help herself, her teeth bite into my shoulder, but I hardly feel it, lost as I am, in the throes of my own climax and I also leave my mark on her tender, white breasts. She has become mine, at last! Well, for this short period of time anyway and I have started on the road to my transition from cyber Dom, to real life Dom!
Like we have done so many times before when chatting, she curls up against my chest, my arm around her, hugging her tightly and we say nothing, we just luxuriate in the afterglow of our recent joint climax. My free hand gently caresses her glowing body and I feel her drifting off to sleep. Carefully, I disentangle myself from her arms and her legs, which envelope me, as if to hold me a prisoner in her bed and I silently get dressed. I look down at her and see her lips set in a smile, a peaceful, satisfied smile. I bend down and kiss her and just before I leave, I whisper,
"Sweet Dreams Minx"
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