I hear a knock on my hotel room door and realize you are an hour early. I hurriedly grab some jeans and a white t-shirt, annoyed that I don't have time to really dress for you. You are knocking so insistently that I don't even bother to put on a bra or panties. I see you for the first time and my knees immediately get weak. That old feeling of butterflies is back and my knees are weak which surprises me after so many years. I'm an adult now not a twenty-two year old girl, I wonder how can this man still do this to me.
We give each other a quick hug and you walk in to the sitting area of the room. I've played this scenario out in my head about a hundred times always coming up with something witty and smart to say, so why can't I think of a word now. I break the awkward silent moment and ask if you would like a drink. You say yes so I open a bottle of champagne, figuring after not seeing you for twenty years our reunion warranted champagne. We have talked about if we would role-play when we got together for months now and I'm nervous yet excited to see if we would actually go through with it. Even though it's been twenty years, our relationship is stronger from the years of our very strange long distance relationship. Hundreds of hours on the phone and Skype talking about life, dreams and sharing each other's fantasies. Who would have thought that phone sex could illicit such intense feelings and orgasms. Funny how a person you haven't laid eyes on in so long can know you almost better than you know yourself just from countless conversations over ten years. You go sit down on the couch as I pour our drinks. We make idle chitchat and through it there is underlying electricity that I'm sure we both feel.
I bring you your drink and stand in front of you. After the obligatory cheers we set both drinks down on the table. I begin to sit next to you, "Stay where you are, don't move," you say, as you reach out and hold my hands firmly. My heart is pounding so hard I'm sure you can hear it because it's deafening to me. You let go of one of my hands and gently rub my nipples through my shirt. You immediately realize I'm not wearing a bra and give me a smile. You continue to rub, pinch and pull until both my nipples are hard and pressing uncomfortably on my white t-shirt.
"Take off your shirt." you command.
I immediately realize you are playing the role we discussed and for this sex play you are going to be my master. This realization makes me anxious yet excited. I wasn't sure we were going to dive so quickly in to this, but oddly I'm suddenly overwhelmed with the desire to obey you. I pull my shirt over my head exposing my hard nipples. You now put one hand on my back and pull me a little closer too you. You continue to play with my breasts, squeezing and kneading them, alternating from one to the other. They are swelling from your touch. You lean in to me and flick the tip of your tongue over one of my nipples, which is already red and sensitive. Your tongue on my sensitive nipple sends a shiver through me and I can't help but moan. I can feel my crotch getting damp and a strong tingling in my lower abdomen and between my thighs.
You continue your assault on my breast for a few more minutes pinching, pulling, and slowly sucking them in to your mouth, your teeth nibbling on them oh so gently. You are very aware at how turned on you're making me. Just when I think you will bring me to an orgasm like this you pull away leaving me flushed and wanting more.
