Wednesday, February 23, 2011

#22311 skype

he was where he was
and she was where she was
and that wasn't the same place
geographically or otherwise.

they both wanted to keep in
touch.

they both wanted to be
touched.

she needed to be
touched
so desperately.

they logged on.

she looked at him.

he looked at her.

they made idle chatter for a while
and then
she leaned a certain way
and her shirt hung lower than it should've.

he caught a glance of more than he should've.

he said things he shouldn't've.

she blushed.

pulled her shirt up instantly
but kinda liked the things he said.

kinda wanted him to say more.

definitely wanted him to say more.

so
she leaned again
accidentally on purpose
and let more of her shirt fall forward

"seems like it's in the way, you might as well just take it off,"

he said.

she did.

she watched him bite one side of his lower lip
imagined it was her mouth biting that lip
even found herself biting her own in effigy.

she could taste how sweet his mouth was.

staring at him
staring at her
vulnerable
and
naked before him
with nothing but two monitors between them
the hundreds of miles between them disappeared.

she bit her finger
she bit her lip
nervous
uncomfortable
scared
and
excited all at once
and he
well,
he was excited too.

her hand traveled
slowly
deliberately
along her torso
let her fingers dance along the curve of her breast.

he watched
imagining her fingers were his
remembering how soft her skin felt.

her hands became his as she let her hand travel
lower
slower
and through the screen
he parted her thighs
the smallest moan escaped her lips.

he bit his lower lip again
remembering how her warm felt.

she saw him biting and remembered how good his hands felt
when they danced across her skin.

she saw him biting and remember how good his mouth felt
when he traced her with the tip of his tongue
covering her body with kisses
with bites.

they both remembered.

her hands became his.

his hands became hers.

each one of them staring
into the screens
into each other's eyes.

staring into each other's eyes was
intense.

their hands covering each other's bodies

reaching across the miles to
feel each other.

his breathing quickened.

he let out a deep sigh.

something about hearing that sigh
made her start to run down his fingers.

she let out a deep sigh.

he could feel that she was ready for him.

she could feel he was ready for her.

she let him slide his fingers inside her
and
welcomed him with another low guttural moan.

he reciprocated by allowing her to wrap her fingers 'round him
and he liked it.

he mmmmed with approval.

they both wanted to be
touched.

they needed to be
touched.

and she touched him
and he touched her
across the miles
through the screens

they touched
and moaned
and writhed against
each others imaginations.

eyes squeezed shut
willing sense memories to the mind's surface.

ignoring the space.

ignoring the distance.

until,
each gasped.

she arched and he plunged one
last
glorious
time
and
then
all
fell
silent

and time stopped.

but for their panting in unison
each would have forgotten the other was there.

the opened their eyes

she stared at her long distance lover
and smiled,
coyly,
innocently.

he returned her smile as if it were the kiss they both missed
and stared at her
sated for now,
but sure to want more again.

"wow...tomorrow night?"
-tygerlily

2 comments:

  1. Wow. That's all I can say. It conveys such authenticity. I had to read it twice. Excellent work.

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