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Hearts of Thunder

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: taikuhawk Posted on: 19 Oct 2006 1 comments
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My heart was pounding as I carried my overnight bag from the car to the hotel room. I had driven the 3 hours in what seemed like 15 minutes. My mind had wandered the entire trip, imagining what you'd be like....what she would look like, what she would sound like in person, what would happen between us. I had never met her, but yet she had become a part of me...her happiness had become my happiness, her pain had become my pain, her goals had become my goals, her pleasure had become my pleasure. Here I was, 3 hours from home, near where she lived. Soon I would see her, talk to her face-to-face and eye-to-eye, touch her...the nervousness was like I had never felt before. I, corporate executive, used to speaking to demanding audiences and taking the heat for unpopular decisions affecting thousands and thousands of dollars, was shaking like a leaf.... I put my bag in the room closet and returned to the car. I took the shopping bag out of the trunk and carried it up to the room. Putting it onto the nighttable, I slowly dialed her number.... "Hello?" she answered. "Hi sweetheart -- I'm here". "I'll be there in half an hour -- what room are you in?" "133" "I love you, honey -- can't wait." "Me neither - I love you, sweetie." I hurriedly undressed and went into the shower. I thought my beating heart would shake the water off me before the towel had a chance to dry me. I put away my day clothes carefully, making sure they were out of sight, and put on my slacks and a neat button-down shirt. Taking the shopping bag, I unpacked the tablecloth and draped the room's table with it. I took out the plastic plates and tableware I had brought and set the table carefully. Not wanting to set off any smoke alarms with candles, I had packed taplights -- small, battery operated bulbs that one would just tap to turn on -- and I wrapped them in red cellophane. I turned off the main lights and on the taplights, giving the room a warm, dim, reddish romantic glow. I put the wine on the table, with two small plastic glasses. Running to my car, I took in the cooler. Before I left home, I had cooked up a batch of my specialty vegetables and chicken in a wine sauce, knowing the room would have a microwave with which to heat them up when the time came. I put the chicken in the micro and turned it on for only two minutes -- not enough to really warm it up yet, but enough to fill the room with its wonderful aroma. And I waited....but I didn't have to wait for long. The knock on the door sent chills of excitement through me! My gosh, she's here! This moment was the culmination of 3 months of emails, chats, phone calls, shared hopes, shared dreams, shared pains! Would she be like I imagined? What had she imagined about me? We had exchanged pictures, to be sure, but real faces are never quite the same. Would she like me? I stood by the table, warmly illuminated by the taplights. "Come in," I said, my heart in my throat. The door slowly opened and in she stepped. Our eyes met for the first time. "Hi sweetheart." I tried to sound romantic but romance is hard to put in your voice while you are suffocating on your beating heart! I can't believe it -- I probably sound like an idiot, I thought. "Hi honey -- it's so good to meet you finally...". She stepped slowly to me and I found myself matching her steps, until we were face-to-face, our eyes locked together as if burning deeply into each other's souls. My hands rose to her shoulders, and continued up to caress her cheeks, and our lips were drawn to one another's like iron to a magnet. The first touch of her lips sent what seemed like shocks of electricity down my spine. That first touch was so light, almost searching, yearning...her eyes slightly closing in anticipation were so beautiful in the dim redness of the room. Slowly our lips came together, slowly our arms reached out to each other and then slowly moved around each other. I again felt my heart in my throat, racing with the excitement of the moment, the chills generated by the thrill of her touch running through my body. "I love you, honey" she whispered. "I'm so happy to finally be here with you, to be in your arms, to have you hold me, and kiss me, and touch me...I love you so much." Her arms now pulled me closer, tighter. Her mouth pressed upon mine, now with vigor. "I love you too, my sweetheart, how I love you" I murmured from our tight embrace and kiss, still looking into her eyes. "I can't believe you're here with me right now, at long last.... Finally we eased up in our embrace and stepped back to look at each other. "You're so much more beautiful in person," I whispered, my eyes moving from her face, down her body, over her ample breasts and voluptuous body, to her round hips and lovely legs, and then I noticed her looking me over at the same time. "I hope you like what you see," I questioned? "Yes," she said approvingly, "very much. But you could look like an orangutan for all I care, I love you so much!!" Our laughter seemed to break the nervousness that we both felt, and we fell into one another's arms once more. "What have you done here?" she asked in amazement. "I wanted to make our first meeting special, and you know I love to cook, so I wanted to cook up a nice dinner for the two of us so we could talk and enjoy each other's company. Of course, hotel rooms being what they are pose some challenges, but if you'll bear with me and use your imagination a bit, I think it'll work out..." "This is sooo romantic, I can't even start to tell you! How did you think of this? I can't believe you went through all this trouble!" "No trouble at all, my dear. Shall we toast??" I opened the bottle of wine and poured. "To you, my sweet." "To us -- to our friendship and love forever!" I turned on the micro to heat the chicken and vegetables. We chatted until the beeper sounded. I served the food and sat down. "I don't know how this happened," I wondered out loud. "How does a woman come into my life and without even having met her she becomes part of me? How does she lift my spirits so, excite me so, fire my dreams so? And how is it that she is even more special when I finally do meet her? How did I get so lucky?" "I am the lucky one, my darling," she countered. "You are my spirit, my soul. I can feel it deep inside me. I've never met anyone like you." And so we ate...soaking up each other like sponges do water. Until I stood up and made one more trip to the shopping bag, from which I took a CD player and a CD. "Would you care to dance?" "What???" "C'mon" and I turned on the CD. When you look over your shoulder And you see the life that you've left behind When you think it over do you ever wonder What it is that holds your life so close to mine?"I don't believe it..." She had tears in her eyes... You love the thunder and you love the rain You know your hunger like you know your name And I know you wonder how you ever came To be a woman in love with a man in search of the flame Draw the shade and light the fire For the night that holds you and calls your name And just like your lover, knows your desire And the crazy longing that time will never tame You love the thunder and you love the rain You know your hunger like you know your name I got your number if it's still the same You can dream But you can never go back the way you came We danced. Oh did we dance. Our very souls danced. Our arms pulled each other tightly. Our breathing became as one. Our lips found each other's. The passion of this evening's climax of the months of separation overflowed as our bodies pressed against each other. Her hand moved to my shirt buttons and nimbly opened them . My hand moved to her neck, and her breast. She moaned with desire. "I love you....take me, make love to me" she gasped passionately. As one of her hands slipped under my shirt, the other fumbled with the buckle on my pants and felt my growing arousal. I kissed my way down her neck, massaging her breast over her blouse. My fingers worked open the buttons, my mouth worked its way down to her chest. We moved to the bed where she sat down on the edge, finished opening my buckle, and furiously yanked the pants to the floor. Her mouth leaned forward and her lips kissed my manhood through the fabric of the undershorts. I moaned with pleasure as I reached down to pull back her blouse. Her mouth never stopping her work on my groin, she removed her blouse and unsnapped her bra. Her big, luscious breasts fell free of their restraint. They were magnificent. I had never seen such large breasts before, with their large dark nipples reaching boldly outward longing to be touched and sucked. I cupped them gingerly in my hands as her tongue worked its way through the fly of the undershorts, tasting for the first time the skin of my penis underneath. Her hands started pulling down the shorts, and I sprang free in all my masculinity to her gaze. "Oooohhh," she moaned, "you're beautiful. Your cock is so beautiful..." With that she took me eagerly into her mouth, running her tongue around the tip and up and down the shaft. I thought I was going to collapse from the pleasure as her mouth opened and swallowed me whole, sucking gently as she went. "Aaaaahhhh" I moaned loudly, my moans seemingly encouraging her further. Up and down she sucked on my shaft, in and out and in and out, her hand cupping my balls softly and her fingers playing gently with the skin, sending shivers through me. She stood up and unfastened her skirt -- it fell to the floor. Slowly she removed her panties, revealing her soft vagina, pungent with the aroma of sexual excitement. We lay on the bed and I sucked eagerly on her beautiful nipples. My hand moved down her body to between her legs, which parted invitingly to my touch. I moved my fingers slowly around the opening of her vagina, my tongue flicking her nipple gently as I teased her pussy, until finally I plunged my finger into her as she gasped loudly. "OOOOHHHH," she moaned as my finger hit paydirt, deep within her, and bent to massage her insides. "Oh yessss..OHH" My thumb slid to her clit, now standing hard in its hood, and my tongue wrapped around her nipple and my finger slid into her pussy and then out again. "OOOOO" she writhed as the pleasure ripped through her body, her body quivering like jello in a mold in orgasmic climax. As she climaxed the wetness of her pussy became what seemed like a torrent, the skin of her breasts tightened up in my mouth making her nipples stand out even more. "I love you, " I said lovingly, as her climax wound down. "I love you soooo much!" she managed between gasps. "Come on top of me...let me feel you inside me!!!" I needed no further urging. I rubbed my rock hard penis on her clit to lubricate it a bit, which caused her to shiver in pleasure. I mounted her, kissing my way up her body, over her breasts, to her sweet lips, which met mine with passion. She let out a small gasp as I entered her. She felt soooo good. The walls of her pussy squeezed me tightly as I thrust into her and backed out, and thrust again and backed out again. I could feel those delicious breasts pressing into my chest, her tongue seeking mine, her wetness easing my way into her. She was so hot, so wonderfully hot.....I felt I was getting close to climax. I pulled out of her and straddled her breasts, my cock between them as she pressed them together. I rubbed my cock harder and harder between her breasts, their softness and fullness bringing me closer and closer to the edge, and my moans of pleasure became louder and louder and more insistent. "Come on, honey, come on, explode your juices into my wanting mouth....let me see it spurt out of you into my mouth, on my breasts and neck....come on, my darling, let me see you cum.." I couldn't hold back any more. I felt my cum flowing up my cock and bursting out into her open mouth which gobbled it up eagerly. "AAANNNNHHHH" I let out in delight as my cum spurted out more and more, covering her neck and breasts with its whitish trails. I fell forward, moving my hips backward so my mouth would meet hers. We kissed passionately, my cum shared between us in a kiss of love and spread over both of us by our embrace. After what seemed like an hour but must've been only a few minutes, I managed to roll over and off her, lying next to her, my strength sapped by the explosive climaxes we had achieved together. She snuggled into me, licking the cum off my chest contentedly. We lay there together until we drifted off to sleep. The next morning... well, what can I say? We made love countless times in countless ways, until it was time for us to part. Sadly we dressed, and I packed up my things. She helped me load the car, and we shared one last embrace. "I love you, my sweetheart"."I love you sooo much, my love." The ride home was certainly different from the ride there the previous day. Wondering was replaced by knowing. Apprehension was replaced by love. And I know that sitting next to me...no,...inside me, is her soul, now joined to mine forever in ways who could've forseen such a few short weeks ago.... ___________________[sig]You might think you are only one person in the world, but you mean the world to one person![/sig]