Sadie was ready to say her final goodbye to the man who had dominated her mind for the past four years. His name was Bruce, and they had shared a volatile, passionate love affair online. Both were married, both had children, and both had an obsession for each other.
Over the course of the four years, the couple had fought and made up more times then either one could ever dream of counting. They had shared secrets and fantasies, fights, dreams and heart aches. Many heart aches, as a matter of fact. Bruce's wife was a weird person. She would often tell Sadie to take Bruce off her hands, but when Sadie and Bruce would make plans to be together, Gail would intercept and begin declaring her undying love for her husband, often threatening Sadie's life, telling Sadie if she did not disappear and leave Bruce alone for good, Gail would hunt her down. And, as you would imagine, this did cause quite a few fights for Bruce and Sadie, but they always overcame the troubles and renewed their love and passion for each other, meaning a long fuck fest, either by telephone or long online cyber sessions.
Unfortunately, they both knew their online love affair would never turn into a real life love affair, and Sadie knew it was time to cut the cord and move on. As painful as it was, she bid her soul mate, her lover and her best friend, Bruce, a solemn, tearful goodbye. She could no longer hold him back with promises that they'd one day be together, they both knew this was impossible.
One afternoon, Sadie was inside her home, relaxing to her cd's and thinking back to the last conversation she had with Bruce. All his anger and name calling, all his pain, mixing with hers, but both knowing there was no way to fix it this time. She closed her eyes and tears ran down her cheek. Bruce was all Sadie had known for over four years, and the thought of never having him around again was almost unbearable, but she was determined to stick to her guns.
Then, came a knock on the door.
Sadie quickly opened her eyes and turned down her stereo.
"Hang on a second, I'll be right there," she yelled, wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her t-shirt.
"Hurry up!!" screamed the voice from the other side of the door.
"Bruce?!?" she said, after opening the front door and coming face to face with the man she'd never met, but knew inside and out.
"Well it sure as shit aint Santa Claus, Sadie, let me in," he said, pushing past her and walking right into her house.
"Bruce? What the fuck are you doing here?" she asked, grabbing a cigarette.
"I've told you a thousand times, Sadie, you are MINE. I couldn't get you to answer my fucking emails or the damn telephone, so here I am," he said, snatching her cigarette from her lips, and lighting it.
"How did you find me?" she asked, grabbing another cigarette and lighting it.
"Wasn't hard," he said, "I just went to the phone company and had them pull up my phone records from the past month and there was your phone number."
"You did that??!?" she said, wide eyed and somewhat scared.
"Yep," he snapped back, looking around her house, "Man, this is quite a place you got here, Sadie."
"Well, thanks, but you can't stay here. My husband will be home from work tonight and the kids will be home from school in an hour," she said, nervously looking back and forth from the clock, then back to Bruce.
"Then I guess I should get started on what I came here for then, huh?" he said, putting his cigarette out in a half empty can of soda, "Take off your fucking clothes, Sadie."
"What?! You're out of your fucking mind, Bruce," she said.
Just then, Bruce reached out and grabbed Sadie's arm, yanking her from the chair she was sitting in, "I said, take off your fucking clothes, Sadie. Don't make me repeat it a third time."
Sadie just stood there, both stunned and scared, and yes, even somewhat turned on. She and Bruce had had very hot cyber and phone sex over the course of four years, so she knew Bruce would be a great lover, but she was still just a bit scared.
"Do I scare you, baby? Huh?" he asked, walking up to her and whispering into her ear.
"Shut up," she hissed, kicking her jeans across the living room floor.
"Mmmm, fuck, I always knew you looked good under all them clothes, baby," he whispered, taking a step back and unzipping his dirty jeans.
"Where's Gail?" asked Sadie.
"Fuck Gail, I don't care about Gail right now. All I care about is getting inside you, baby. You remember that? You remember all them times we roleplayed this very scene? You remember all the times we've cybered and phoned over the years?" he said, shoving his jeans down to his ankles and kicking them across the floor as well.
"Yes, fuck yes, I remember, Bruce," she snapped, immediately taking this opportunity to get a look at his cock, which he often referred to as his snake.
She stared it up and down, eyeing each and every thick vein that pulsated throughout his thick shaft. His balls were shaved and smooth and looked so full, as if they'd bust at any moment. His cock slit was already wet with pre cum and his shaft was at maximum length. He was ready to fuck.
"Bend over, baby," he whispered, coming up behind her and moving her long, brunette hair off her shoulders.
"No, I can't, Bruce," she whispered, feeling his large hand on the center of her back, forcefully pushing her forward, over the arm of the couch, "Bruce, NO!! We're over, remember? Huh?"
"I've said it a hundred times already, but I see I gotta say it again, we're never gonna be over, Sadie, you got that? Never!!" he said, feeling her body resisting, but still accomplishing his feat of pushing her body over the couch.
"Bruce, please, I'm begging you, don't do this, you're not even wearing a condom and my kids will be home soon, nothing's right. We never roleplayed it like this," she whimpered, feeling the heat from his naked body getting closer and closer.
"Damn, Sadie, stop your whining, fuck, you always did know how to go on and on," whispered Bruce, grabbing her hips and slowly moving in on his prey.
Sadie closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip so hard, she began to taste her own blood. Bruce's hands were hot and calloused, his breath was ragged already and smelled of beer. She knew at any second, the man she had both loved and hated so much over the past few years, would be inside her. This was a moment she had always fantasized about, but not like this. They had always talked about meeting in a hotel room and locking themselves up for days on end, doing nothing but fucking and feeding off of each other.
But this? This was no fantasy of Sadie's.
"You ready, baby?" he whispered, slowly pushing his thick meat into her tight, unwilling pussy, "Oh God, Sadie, this is all I've fucking wanted for the past four years."
Sadie gripped the arm of the chair as tightly as she could. She could hear her heart banging inside her ears and the room seemed to be getting fuzzy as, just then, Bruce was inside her. His cock was warm and thick, just like she had always imagined. She felt her pussy walls struggling not to submit, but unwilling to stand up against the pressure of his extremely long, thick cock.
