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Archive name: lovers.txt (MF, rom, oral, tease, true)
Authors name: Windsinger (howlsatdawn@sunflower.com)
Story title : Lovers Long Parted

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Lovers Long Parted
by Windsinger (howlsatdawn@sunflower.com)

***

Two lovers are separated by half a country and tensions 
caused by the distance, build due to the presence of 
parents. (MF, rom, oral, tease, true)

*** 
 
"Just a few more hours," I thought to myself anxiously, 
"just a few more...DAH!"

I swerved to avoid the obviously drunk driver in front 
of me, stepping on my brakes just enough to fishtail, 
then accelerating between the lanes of traffic. I 
careened on the razors edge of control, then over, then 
back, but never once lost my cool. "Dying," said 
fighter pilots, "was understandable. Losing your cool 
is unforgivable."

I grinned my smart ass "Whose the man?!?" grin, and 
sped on to St Louis. "St Louis," I allowed myself to 
think. "She will be in St Louis, and so will I." I 
gunned my puny four-cylinder engine, pushing my beloved 
Escort for all it was worth. Two more hours...

I passed the rest of the trip uneventfully, glancing 
at the directions I hastily scrawled before leaving the 
house as I entered the city. I circled it anxiously, 
scanning the skies above me for her plane. The planes 
grew more numerous as I approached the airport.

"Southwest Airlines... Air Tran... United... TWA... 
There!" I cried, spotting the familiar markings, "US 
Air!" I glanced at my clock. Just about arrival time. I 
grinned rakishly to no one in particular, then lifted 
my foot off of the accelerator only to jam it back 
down, shooting the RPMs up as I shifted lanes, weaving 
through commuter traffic.

I circled the airport, searching for the parking 
spaces. Finding one, and not being too picky about it, 
I grabbed my coat and picked up a good jogging pace to 
the terminal. It took a lot of discipline not to break 
into a dead sprint. Though I did so anyway upon 
reaching the terminal.

I weaved between the human undergrowth, hurrying to 
reach my destination. I ended up reaching the gate 
before debarkation had even started. Damn.

Ah well, I thought, t'least now I can strike a pose.

I leaned against a wall, putting the flat of one foot 
against it, and spreading my coat. I tucked my hands 
into my jeans pockets, and let my breathing settle 
beneath my black cotton t-shirt. My freshly cut hair 
moved softly in the stirring breeze of the air 
conditioning, and I turned my head to one side, keeping 
the gate in the corner of my eye.

The gates opened, I was nervous as hell, but wasn't 
about to show it. It was a part of the unspoken game we 
had played ever since the beginning, the game of 
pursuit and capture. Today, I had determined, I wanted 
to be pursued. But not by just anyone, but by the only 
woman to keep me interested for so long. I hated the 
game sometimes, but it was so fun others!

The well-remembered movement of her body caught in my 
peripheral vision. I turned to look, my eyes catching 
her. A roguish grin spread across my face as I took her 
in: Her beautiful and oft times mischievous face, her 
eyes, the way her low cut green shirt clung to her 
breasts, the way her hips filled out her not-short-
enough skirt, the knee stockings... Yum. She must have 
found the shirt she was looking for so hard, I thought.

I pushed off from the wall, and purposefully strode 
over to her. My intended kiss died on my lips as I saw 
the rest of her family deboard. I instead caressed her 
cheek, and gathered her up in my arms.

"Hi, Nichalia," I said.

"Hey," she responded simply.

My cock hardened against her as we held each other. 
She wiggled against it, seductively. "Miss me?" she 
asked. She pressed her mound against me, teasing, as 
her family approached. She then spun around, rubbing 
her ass up and down over my hardness. I wrapped my arms 
around her front, kissing her cheek innocently.

"Shall we be off?" I asked her family.

Her mother lectured me several minutes in the parking 
lot before handing me the keys to the house we were 
going to and the directions. "Stay Vertical" she said 
as we parted. I rolled my eyes inwardly.

We had barely left her family's company when I 
remarked at her mother actually trusting us. Nikki 
smiled mischievously, and reached over to rub my thigh. 
She unbuckled her seat belt and pointed to the road. 
"Drive" she said. I turned my eyes to the road as she 
began nibbling on my ears, licking on the lobes. Her 
hands moved down my chest, caressing me, tugging and 
pinching lightly on my nipples.

"God you look sexy in black," she moaned, lifting my 
shirt. She licked slow and sensuously against my 
nipples, sucking them into her mouth. She nibbled, then 
bit down hard, then sucked them deeply into her mouth.

I moaned, clutching the back of her head and holding 
her there, loving the feel of her tongue on my hot 
skin. Her hands meanwhile were stroking the length of 
my thigh, lightly brushing against the head of my cock.

She brushed harder this time, her hand cupping lightly 
around my shaft, and stroking me lightly through my 
jeans. Her tongue kept up my torment as her hand 
tightened, my nipples buzzing with sensation.

She stopped stroking me, and began unfastening my 
jeans. She stopped sucking in order to put all of her 
attention on my fly. When she had it undone, she 
reached one hand gingerly inside and gripped my cock 
tightly. Her other hand began tugging down on my pants, 
trying to remove the obstacle to our pleasure. I lifted 
my ass off the seat, allowing her to tug them off over 
my knees. I spread my legs as she stroked my shaft with 
one hand, her other reaching over my balls and gently 
rubbing them.

"Mmmm, Nikki..." I moaned, my hips circling slightly. 
I could feel her breath on me, it seemed everywhere, 
hot, and wet, and YES!

Her mouth opened and took my cock, almost to the root. 
I moaned as she began to steadily pump me while her 
head bobbed, slurping my manhood in her mouth.

She went slowly at first, taking her time, lapping up 
at the slippery precum that oozed out of the head of my 
cock. Then, as her own arousal grew, she began sucking 
me deeper and faster. I could feel her tongue flatten 
out against my length and lick firmly as I fucked her 
mouth. Her hand kept time with her head, stroking what 
her mouth could not easily reach. Her other hand 
squeezed my balls, and played with my perineum, running 
a teasing finger over my ass every so often.

My breathing deepened, I could feel my orgasm 
building. But then, so could she.

Her pace slowed, her hand loosened on my shaft, and 
stroked me with her saliva for a while, then her mouth 
took over again. Slowly, teasing me, then suddenly 
taking my length again and sucking me furiously. In 
moments I was close to the edge again. My breathing 
deepened, my moaning began: then ceased in confusion, 
as her wonderful mouth paused again. I panted in 
frustration, but she wouldn't allow me release.

After about the fourth time, we found our destination. 
She got up, patted my hardness affectionately, and 
kissed me deeply.

Her tongue was bathed in my precum, and she forced the 
taste in my mouth. I moaned deeply, tasting myself. She 
then bounced out of the car. 

"C'mon," she said," meet the relatives!"


-= PART TWO =-


Her hips swayed gamely as she moved towards the house. 
I growled my frustration at her as I stepped out of the 
car, readjusting my hardness. I closed the car door and 
followed her with my eyes, trying to calm myself so 
that I didn't rape her in front of her grandmother.

I shook out my trench coat behind me as I moved 
towards the house, adopting my "such a fine young man" 
posture as I neared the door. I didn't even try to grab 
at Nikki and merely shrugged nonchalantly as she 
flashed me a mischievous smile. You'll get yours, I 
thought as she rang the doorbell.

The door soon opened, issuing out the rich aroma of 
grandmother smells: cooking, antiques, old perfumes... 
History. I smiled warmly as Nikki's grandmother hugged 
her tightly, swaying back and forth.

After the comments on how beautiful Nikki had become, 
the attention turned to me, and introductions were made 
and tours were given.

The interior of the house was huge, given over to 
faded oriental rugs, phonographs, statues of various 
periods, and all manner of books. A large stone 
staircase spiraled from next to the front door, opening 
to the second level. Everything I saw fit into my 
lecherous designs. A sitting room, to the right, far 
from the bedrooms. Nikki's room down the hall, her 
parents unfortunately across the way. Another set of 
stairs leading to the kitchen, the main bath opposite 
of that, then what was to be my room on the right, with 
another sitting room to the left. A smaller bathroom 
ended the hall.

The hall had thick carpeting, perfect for sneaking 
around at midnight, and the kitchen steps creaked 
loudly, allowing for plenty of warning.

When we finished, I went outside to the car to get my 
bags. I pulled my ruck and camera bag out of the back 
seat and slung them over my shoulder. When I turned 
around, there was Nikki again. She moved up close to me 
again, pressing her body against me as she reached 
behind me, taking my camera.

"Here," nipples rubbing through all of our layers of 
clothes, "let me help you..."

She turned, her hips brushing against my cock again, 
then walked up the walk, her hips swishing back and 
forth, her pale legs peeking over her stockings.

I followed her into the house and upstairs. She 
dropped the camera bag onto my bed, my ruck soon 
following suit. She stretched with her back turned to 
me. My hands moved up, letting my fingertips play 
softly on her bare arms, then slowly down her body. My 
hands roamed over her sides, down her stomach, then 
wrapping around her waist I pressed up tightly against 
her. I breathed hotly against her neck, letting the tip 
of my nose touch her ear, then my lips.

She sighed, then inhaled raggedly, pushing closer to 
me.

I kissed lightly down the back of her neck, then 
around her collarbone. I nibbled her shoulder and 
dragged my teeth over her skin. My hands moved upwards, 
cupping her breasts, then wrapping over them more 
fully. I squeezed them, holding her against my chest, 
rubbing my fingertips over her nipples.

She was near panting with want now, and one hand stole 
down her thigh and tugged at the bottom edge of her 
skirt. I put my hand under it, pushing the grey cloth 
out of the way as my hand climbed her creamy skin. My 
fingertips massaged her inner thigh, and she moaned 
more definitely.

"Ooh... Jeremy," she breathed huskily.

My fingertips found the edge of her panties, and 
slowly traced their outline. I moved upward again, 
nails against cotton, smoothing my fingertips against 
her pubic hair. Just at the top of it at first, then in 
small circles, rubbing downward, into the thick, 
towards her waiting clit.

I got halfway before I stopped, working my way back 
north. I was seeking.... there, the waistband. I 
pressed against her stomach and away from the barrier. 
My fingers slid inside, rubbing along the waistband.

"Oh poor baby," I said teasingly, blowing into her 
ear, "your panties have cut into your skin. Such an 
uncomfortable thing, hunh? Maybe," I licked her ear, "I 
should get rid of these..."

She moaned louder in response, pressing her ass 
against my dick, her cheeks clenching at me.

My fingers moved deeper into her panties, snaking 
through her hair. Close, I could feel it, almost 
there...

My ears picked up the sound of a car door shutting 
outside. I grinned evilly. Nikki, in her passion, 
hadn't noticed.

I pulled out of her panties, the elastic snapping 
against her skin, and pushed her firmly away. "Oops, 
parents are home." I turned and walked out the door, 
treated to the sound of her shocked and suitably 
frustrated groan.


-= PART THREE =-


The day wore on interminably. Relatives to meet, 
parents to behave around. My only consolation in my 
impatience to get back in Nikki's panties was that she 
seemed as frustrated as me. We would catch each other 
casting furtive glances to each other from across the 
table for lunch, or light brushes against each other as 
we put away our dishes or moved through the house. Each 
moment we spent alone was a test of wills. Who would 
break first? Which of us would be overcome and rape the 
other?

I excused myself after dinner to rest from my drive 
and to finish unpacking. After a while I heard Nikki's 
graceful steps lighting the stairs. I glanced over my 
shoulder as I was bent, rummaging through my pack. 
There she was, leaning into my room, looking at me. I 
stood and smiled at her. "I love you," I mouthed.

Nikki smiled faintly and entered my room, closing the 
door noiselessly behind her, leaving only a crack open. 
She advanced on me, hips swaying, gamine legs flashing 
pale at me between knee socks and short skirt. She 
wrapped her arms around my middle and buried her face 
in my chest. "I missed you," she cried softly, her 
voice muffled by my body. I sighed as I wrapped my arms 
around her. I loved having her body this close to mine, 
feeling like I could hold her forever and never tire.

She let go a little, and I looked down at her. I could 
see in her eyes how much she wanted me then. My knees 
buckled, so help me they buckled! I can't look into her 
eyes when she's like that and be unmoved. A near 
orgasmic wave raced up my spine as I took her mouth to 
mine and kissed her with my whole body. I pressed as 
close to her as I could, my instantly hard cock jutting 
against her mound, my hands against her back, her ass, 
my legs pressing against hers. I could feel it all 
over, head to toe, a Kiss. I moaned softly into her 
mouth with the depth of it.

This is what it is to be empathic, I thought vaguely.

The kiss moved on from there. The fireworks were still 
exploding in my head when we began kissing faster, our 
tongues twisting in our mouths like mating snakes. I 
was losing, I thought. I didn't care, I replied. All 
that mattered now was her. I ran my fingers through her 
hair, my other hand lifted the hem of her skirt, 
squeezing the round fullness of her ass.

We collapsed on the bed, taking only the barest 
caution to keep from being heard. The hand that was on 
her ass was now on her thigh, roving, scratching, 
teasing still. Her hands clenched against my chest in 
her need. "I know baby," I said, "I want it too..."

I placed my hand on her mound, curling my fingertips 
into her, pressing the cotton into her wetness. She 
panted wantonly, her hips circling against my hand. Her 
eyes snapped open suddenly and her hands searched for 
my fly. She unzipped it impatiently and thrust her hand 
inside my jeans. She pulled out my cock and began 
stroking it, pulling it towards her still pantie-
covered pussy. I pulled the obstruction to the side, 
sliding my fingertip through her wet slit. I took my 
cock in my hand to guide it in and pressed it against 
her opening, rubbing up and down to tease her further 
and wet my cock before pushing it into her fully. She 
took her arms and wrapped them around me, pulling me 
into her. She never saw the evil grin that surfaced 
suddenly on my face.

"You know, I was thinking. You were right, it would be 
better if we waited." With that, I pushed away from her 
and stood up. A look of shock covered Nikki's features 
as she looked up at me from the bed. It didn't stay 
there long.

"The wait is over!" she cried. With that she leapt up 
and tackled me down onto the other bed. She pinned my 
arms with one hand while feeding my cock desperately 
into her pussy. I could feel the wetness dripping on me 
as I struggled, taking the last of the fight out of me. 
She sank onto my cock all the way, not bothering to let 
me get any more wet.

I stifled a loud moan and broke free of her pin, 
clutching her body to me. I kissed her deeply as she 
rode me, bouncing her ass up and down on my waist. I 
could hear the soft squelching noise of our lovemaking 
as she bounced repeatedly on my cock. I thrust up to 
meet her, caring nothing now for our game, or her 
parents, needing only to feel her pussy clench tightly 
around my cock as she came, and to shoot my cum deep 
inside of her.

I felt my orgasm building from the start, and even 
normally quiet Nikki had to grab me tightly to keep 
from crying out as she neared her peak. My mind became 
nothing but and endless chant as our sexes were thrust 
together, over and over again: cum cum cum cum cum.

Here, here it was. My orgasm. OUR orgasm. I kissed her 
again deeply, crying out my little death into her mouth 
to stifle the noise. Her pussy clenched and shuddered 
around me as we came; our ecstasy echoing between us.

We came down slowly, my cock still hard in her tight 
cunt. We looked into each other's eyes as we panted, 
still struggling to keep quiet, not wanting to pull 
apart yet from our intimacy.

"Now," she said breathlessly, "that's so much better."

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