MFM: Virtual Reality
Sunday, May 23rd, 2010
While I fully expect that Ang, our Sweltering Celt, meant for us to go in a very different direction with this, I chose to put a bit of my own yearning, heartfelt spin on it. Enjoy
I reach out my hands in the blackest of night and they touch your face, your hair. You turn slightly and press your lips to my right palm before you pull me up against you. Our bodies are hot, damp. The night is humid, the sheets are sticky. Our mouths meet and your tongue runs the length of my lower lip. I suck it in and bite down lightly. Your hands run the length of my body as you sit up. You trace my every curve and I hear you sigh in the darkness. You part my legs and I feel your weight shift on the bed as you settle between my thighs. Your breath on my clit makes me jump. The muscles in my stomach contract involuntarily. I gasp and then moan as you bury your face in me. Pulling the wetness from me. Soothing the ache I have felt for you the many weeks you have been gone. I tangle my hands in your hair and pull you tighter to me as I feel my orgasm build to a crescendo within me. I want you inside me and I reach out my hands
and feel nothing. The room is black. The night is humid. The sheets are sticky. I am alone. Still. You are many miles away.
This, then, is my virtual reality.
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