This story is a work of fiction. All of the characters and events are fictional. All characters portrayed in this story are over eighteen years of age. This story portrays graphic sex and masturbation. If you are in an area where reading this is illegal or you are offended by any of this then please stop reading now.
There seems to be a group of readers who enjoy character building and the setting of a tone and a mood before jumping into the sex. I agree and feel it adds to the eroticism of the story. Sex without emotion is what all the other organisms on this planet have and it's what separates us humans from them. Therefore I believe that just like with real sex, understanding the emotions involved enhances erotica as well. I have tried to create characters and situations that the reader can relate with and feel themselves.
I am new and posted a shorter story a few weeks ago to try this out. Didn't get much of a response. Please comment and vote to let me know if you like this story (as well as my first one). If so, this romantic and erotic tale will continue...
Many thanks to LadyCibelle who graciously accepted the job of editing my work. She has help make a good story great! I have noticed it is not easy finding a good editor on this site and LadyCibelle is an example for all editors to follow.
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Prelude
Tony smiled and his heart jumped when the instant messenger software rang its special chime and he immediately knew that she had logged in. She had not been on IM for over a week and he had begun to worry. He had also spent some restless nights wondering if she would ever IM him again. Especially after what had transpired.
"Hello there, pretty flower!" He typed. He hit send and silently prayed for at least an acknowledgement from her.
A happy face came back in reply.
Tony gave a little sigh of relief and typed, "Glad to see you're smiling." Tony knew that only a few months ago she had not been very happy.
"Thanks for the other night." Cynthia typed to Tony followed with a blushing emoticon.
"The pleasure was all mine", replied Tony, happy that she, at least, was conversing with him. He contemplated following it with a devilish smiley face but held back. Hesitant as to how far to go with her, Tony's palms began to sweat, unsure of what to write. Afraid of what she would write next. Had he pushed her too far last time? Have her emotional walls been put up too high now? He felt his pulse quicken, as he sensed he was about to find out...
Chapter One
At 27, Cynthia found herself still single. She had focused on getting through college and then launching her career with her newly earned MBA. She had just landed a job with a consulting firm in San Francisco and had recently moved from the east coast. Now with her career as a mid-level operations manager settling in, she became anxious to find a romantic relationship. A few bad experiences at the nightclubs and blind dates turned her search to what seemed to be the 90's way of finding a partner. She turned to the Internet.
Being a novice she started cautiously and because she had an interest in gardening found a chat room on the subject. It is there she met Tony. He was one of about 10 to 15 people who would regularly log into this chat room for people in her local area. She found Tony to be witty online and many of the comments that he made to the group made her smile and laugh, even though he was just a beginner at gardening.
While being a novice at gardening, Tony was comfortable around the computer. Cynthia, being a novice to computers, discovered Tony's expertise and she would also use him at times to help her explain certain areas of the computer. He introduced her to instant messaging, when he found she wasn't familiar with it. He then emailed her directions on how to download the software and how to get an ID.
Cynthia continued to explore the Internet and found it intriguing. You could find groups of people to chat with who shared any sort of common interest. One intriguing site was one that shared erotic stories. While she wasn't a virgin, and while she also felt she didn't know all there is to know about sex, she was comfortable with her sexuality.
Even still, Cynthia was somewhat reserved in person. However, she found the anonymity of the internet brought out a hidden flirty nature she didn't know she had. Cynthia cautiously began to explore the singles areas and soon found herself flirting with lots of guys online. Fueled from some of the fantasies on the erotic story site she tried cyber sex and found it fascinating. If you found a good partner it was better than masturbating in private. However, she didn't find a desire to go any further with any of them as they always seem to push too hard to meet in person. And none of them seemed to be interested in her as a person. They just wanted to meet to fuck.
Even though she found Tony intriguing, she kept her relationship with him platonic. He had become an online friend and she didn't want to spoil it by pushing it too far. She enjoyed him being just friends. They had even exchanged pictures, because it's nicer to be able to have an image of whom one was chatting with.
Cynthia had sent a picture of her to Tony that she had scanned out of one of her Sierra club newsletters. It was certainly far less sexy then the one of her in a black teddy she sent to some of her cyber lovers (her face blacked out of course). Nevertheless, her picture captivated Tony. It was a picture of her hiking, as she loved the outdoors. The hiking vest and long cargo pants did not fully reveal her athletic 5', 6" frame. The vest further covered her pert 36B cup breasts and the somewhat loose pants hid the sensual curves of her waist and hips that led down to her best assets, her shapely legs. What Tony noticed most in the picture was some of the biggest and most beautiful bluish gray eyes. Plus her lovely brown hair that flowed down from under her cap to her shoulders. Lastly, the biggest and most genuine smile, he had ever seen on a lady.
Tony had reciprocally sent her a picture of him on a recent trip to Alaska. He had taken a helicopter to the top of a glacier to a dog sled camp and he was knelt beside the cutest black Labrador. Cynthia guessed that he was probably about 5'9" to 5'10". He looked trim and a little on the athletic side. She was initially surprised to see he was Asian in descent but she further learned he was third generation and more American then Asian in nature. He joked one night while chatting on the forum, that he was what is considered a banana or Twinkie, yellow on the outside and white on the inside. His black hair and dark skin stood out against the snow that framed the cuddly dog and himself. She could see a big smile on his face, as he seemed to be soaking up his experience in the wilds of Alaska. She was disappointed though that his sunglasses hid his eyes.
After his divorce three years ago, Tony had buried himself in work. The recent trip to Alaska was a rare diversion and occurred only after his family planned a reunion aboard a cruise and rode him until he finally agreed to go. As for his social life, being in his mid-30's, going to the bars and nightclubs wasn't as appealing as it was in his younger days. After a few years of loneliness he found that meeting people online gave him the social outlet he was missing. He too had dabbled in cyber sex but many of the women who went down this path with him seemed odd. Whenever he would try to get to know them they would disappear or turn the subject back to sex. He figured they were just frustrated housewives or girlfriends who needed an outlet and not a relationship.
