It had seemed like we'd been talking on the computer forever before I first heard your voice, then forever again before we set up this meeting. I felt like I knew you and every inch of your body even though I'd never even had the opportunity to touch you lips. I took a park and ride train because the thought of being somewhere with no transportation did not appeal to me. As I got off the train, I saw you immediately. While I approached you, I jokingly asked,
"Are you Rebecca?" You looked puzzled,
"I'm joking."
Then you smiled and we hugged. I don't think I'll ever forget the way your body felt against mine at that moment, warm and soft. We held each other tight in all the right places. When we sat down for lunch and could not keep our eyes off each other. After not too much time passed, we realized we should be going soon. It was obvious we wanted to get to do the things we'd only previously talked about until then. I asked if I should follow you to your house. You told me a friend had dropped you off so you could ride with me. OK, but when we stopped you said,
"You're kidding, this is it?" I replied.
"Yes, my Honda, and I always carry an extra helmet."
You got on the bike behind me and held yourself tightly to me. As I started the engine, it roared because the exhaust is broken, which also caused it to vibrate excessively. You must have felt it because I could feel your hands tightening on my chest, grabbing and clawing at the small hairs. Suddenly while driving, it hit me that we weren't going to make it to your house. I purposely kept the bike in a lower gear to keep the RPM's and the vibrations higher. I could only imagine what was going on, on the seat behind me. Just as I began looking for a place to pull over so we could be alone, you began to run you hands over my stomach and onto my thighs. While I pulled off onto a dirt road your hands were gently massaging my crotch and I could feel myself getting hard in your hand. As I stopped, I yanked the bike up on its kickstand. As I was turning it off, you grabbed my hand and said
"No, leave it on."
"Whatever makes you happy my Angel."
I reached around you from the side and caught your shirt and pulled you around front to where you were straddling me. Now all of those vibrations were traveling through me and into you. And the area was getting very wet. I could feel you grinding yourself into me while you enjoyed the feeling. We leaned in to kiss, but just as our lips were about to meet, I pulled on the back of your hair stopping you, and ran my tongue around your lips.
"Do you think I didn't learn anything from our talks on the computer, I know what you want."
"Then give it to me master."
I pulled back on your hair and began to kiss your neck, tracing it down with my tongue to your shoulder. I gently bit and heard a slight moan. And the harder I bit, the louder you got. I followed back up your neck and as I began nearing your mouth you tried to kiss me, which I stopped that with a hair pull
"Do you want to kiss me?" You looked hungry.
"Yes."
"Then beg for it."
"Please master, I really want to, I want to now."
I pondered it a moment.
"And I will consider your request, but not just yet."
You put your arms around me and tried to pull me to you, but I grabbed you by your wrists and put them behind your back.
"Now if you don't do what I say, I will have to make you."
And with that I pulled your arms back and with the buttons on your sleeves, expertly hooked them on the handlebars. So there you were, arms behind you, straddling me, leaning back on a running motorcycle. I began to run my hands over your shoulders and down to your breasts. While trying to unbutton your shirt, I got annoyed and pulled from its sheath a very large, very sharp knife. You almost looked scared as I cut through you blouse and tore it down the front.
"Now sweetheart, if what you see frightens you, then I will have to do something about that too."
And with those words I cut a piece of material from the front of your shirt and made a makeshift blindfold. You almost smiled as I tied it.