Story by Phantomrider
Fantasy and Memories

Months transitioned to years in the marking of her voyage to independence and confidence, having experienced and learned through hardship and heartache until she found solace with the realization that her soul was undeniably strong. Her life was better now with each day bringing small but important accomplishments, the steps toward the fulfillment of her dreams, but deep within she pondered her wild heart.

He had traversed many mountains and valleys in the pursuit of the dream. Deep in the canyons of despair he mastered uncertainty and disappointment, high upon the peaks of elation he conquered self-indulgence and upon the flat plains of each day he began to learn discipline, still within his heart was an untamed beast.

It was by chance they had been brought together into a realm where identities lay masked and fantasy ruled. Magic poured from printed words in the heat of desire and passion, dreams awakened and fostered, flesh made whole as a result yet only surrealism dominated as they shared one another in cyberspace.

Now at the eve of the end of the journey he had sought her presence and the memories that had fed the beast. Long was the separation, but she remembered. His touch, not forgotten as he drew her to him. His dark eyes tired yet still burning with the flame of their initial tryst. He gathered her within his arms and felt her warm breath upon his neck as she lay her head upon his shoulders, her body molding itself in familiarity to his as they savored the silent reunion.

"I've missed thee in the twilight of my life", he whispered.

A single tear fell from her cheek upon his shirt. She reached up and stroked his rugged face. She pressed her full lips upon his timidly at first, then with more abandon as he accepted her forgiveness of his absence until all that was and all that would be ceased to matter.
"I, too, have felt the void though many have joined my life", she replied.

In the darkness they shed the materials of conventionality, felt the wonderful nakedness of being, exploring the flesh but teasing the soul until she slowly descended in front of him to kneel. Her hair brushed his groin and his sigh was audible as she lifted her face and wrapped her fingers about him, stroking gently as her grip expanded with his growing lust. Her full, ruby lips made a perfect "O" as she took the head of his organ into her mouth and he trembled involuntarily. She hummed softly as she worked her hand along the length of him, her other hand caressing his scrotum knowing he was watching her from above and feeling powerfully in control. Fellating him slowly, she brought him to the brink, then squeezing his phallus hard allowed him to subside so she could repeat the experience until at last he could bear it no longer and reaching under her arms pulled her upright, kissing her deeply till her breath left her body and she fell semiconscious in his arms.

He lay her gently upon the huge pillows on the floor. He tasted each part of her body from her forehead to her feet like a delicacy not to be devoured too hastily for the risk of missing a nuance of culinary delight. She writhed as his lips and tongue glided from spot to spot, her wetness flowed and pooled beneath her buttocks as he spread her legs and exacted slow revenge by mimicking the exquisite torture she subjected him to only moments before.

Her swollen vulva stroked by his rough tongue while two of his fingers invaded her pulsing vagina and his thumb circled her extended clitoris. Deftly he lay beside her without missing a stroke so that he faced her pubis. He pulled her onto her side and placed her leg over his head as his mouth covered her sex and his tongue worked its way inside.

She grasped his buttocks in the manner which he held hers, kneading the muscles with her fingers and taking his hard penis back into her mouth. She sucked hard, drawing as much of him in as she could in cadence to the lashing of his tongue in her pussy.

"Ooooh.....mmmmm....aaaaaaahhhh..", she cried releasing her oral hold on him as her climax built emanating like a mushroom cloud from her clitoris throughout her body till she was consumed and lifeless.
On her back she stared motionless into the darkness above her, too weak to move though every nerve felt afire with sensation, watching helplessly as the light reflecting from his eyes descended towards her face. She tasted herself upon his lips. Felt his teeth raked her erect nipples, her legs being parted by his knees and then the sudden widening of her vagina as he penetrated her body. She screamed but no voice was heard. Her arms were pinned above her head by ghostly hands, though his were kneading the softness of her breast as he slid forward and back on her body, his long, thick shaft pistoning within her and forcing her hips to rise and fall like the sea.

He watched through half closed eyes as she snapped her head from side to side moaning incoherently as he increased his tempo, flesh slapping flesh, invading her ever deeper and hilting himself completely as her body tensed repeatedly. Her hips arched high as he plunged to her depths and she shook uncontrollably in orgasmic release. It was all he needed to send him over the edge as he reared back and grabbed her buttocks holding her tight to him filling her with his molten ejaculate.

A moment or two passed as they started to breathe again and he let her from his body. Laying there with her eyes closed she felt his kiss upon her cheek, then lips, but did not see him fade into the darkness resuming the quest he had begun so long ago.

 
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