This story goes out to a new friend of mine in the Navy...
"Erica," my love, come home soon, OK? We miss you, here!!!
xoxo, -BB ;)
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The air inside was cooler than the hot August street outside. As I closed the door behind me, I wondered if I was at the right address. The sound coming from the bathroom down the hall would explain why there was no answer. The shower would have obscured my ringing entirely. But, if I were at the wrong house, I could easily wind up spending the night in the Pokey. The adventurer in me would not yield to such nonsense so I carefully made my way down the hall to investigate. Walking ever so silently, I made a mental note of every possible exit in case I had to make a fast getaway.
The door to the bath was ajar, about two or three inches... did I dare? Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I've always told myself. Positioning myself so that I could see a reflection in the mirror, I was just able to verify, With about 95% assurance, that the being encased behind the glass shower door was female. "Well, that's one positive sign, at least," I said to myself. Still, I could not make out much more through the fog and rippled glass. The anxiety was building in the pit of my stomach... "IS THIS THE RIGHT FUCKING PLACE!!!???," my mind screamed. At that moment the water stopped and my heart skipped several beats. This was it. The adrenalin flowed, fight or flight. And yet I stayed, fixated on the possibilities. As the shower door opened, I caught the first glimpse of a figure emerging from behind the door, a hand reaching for a towel.
Yes, definitely female. Yes, definitely brunette. Curly hair? It was hard to tell since the woman's hair was sopping wet. Breasts... yes, those breasts... I felt almost as though I had seen them before. Large, luscious, with large scrumptious dark pink nipples. Just as she had described herself. It had to be her. Suddenly, as I began to feel more at ease... still wondering how Kim might react to finding me here like this, our eyes met in the mirror...
You see, Kimber and I had never actually met except through e-mail and Literotica. Never in a million years did I ever dream we would actually ever meet, and yet there I stood, gazing into Kimber's eyes in the foggy mirror. A look of alarm, or more accurately, like surprise swept briefly across the face of Kimber Wonts. Then a smile quickly erased all fear. Of course, she recognized me from the picture I had sent.
"B B!" she exclaimed. Quickly remembering her modesty she secured the big fluffy towel about her body and then flung open the door. Arms reaching out, shrieks of joy, we embraced for the first time.
Holding Kimber close, squeezing as though we might be wrenched apart at any moment, I whispered into her ear, "God I've looked forward to this day - I've missed you so much." Odd to miss someone I had never, until this moment, even met. Human emotions are truly wond'rous and mystical things. We gazed into each other's eyes, mouths smiling broadly. Then, gradually, another kind of look altogether encompassed Kimber's face. A strong, serious, sensuous look. "Kiss me BB - kiss me for real this time." I looked into her eyes and saw a bright crisp longing for true warmth, affection, acceptance. Need and yet not need. Lust and yet not lust. Bathed in desire to be everything she had hoped, I pull Kimberly's mouth close to mine. Warm, glowing waves of passion crash over us as we greedily explore each other's mouth, kissing, and feeling, and experiencing each other completely.
As we held each other close, my hand instinctively roamed downward to caress Kimber's bottom. Wet beads of moisture still clung to her body as she uttered a little moan at my adventurous touch. "Should I stop? Should we wait" I whisper. "Yes, you should, yes we should. But don't. You. Dare," Kimber replied, breathing after each word to emphasize her point. I pulled away just far enough to look deeply into Kimber's lust-filled, big brown eyes...
Kimber's hand in mine, I led her into the living room. Kimber stood in front of me as I parted the towel that had so dutifully served its purpose. A slight gasp escaped my lips as I gazed upon Kimber's naked body. So rich, so full, and warm as a morning sun, Kimber stood before me. Cupping her left breast slowly in my right hand, I kissed her once again, this time with lust and passion. Our tongues met, intertwining, and then explore. Experiencing the depths of Kimber's luscious mouth, my hand began to focus on her full, and now erect nipple. So soft and tender her breast, so hard and firm the nipple that garnishes it. Pulling Kimber toward the chair, I lower myself into it. Pulling her close, my mouth neared her breast as she eased forward to meet my longing touch. Slowly and warmly I allowed my mouth to encircle her nipple, gently licking with my tongue as my mouth presses firmly against her breast. Gradually I began to suck gently at her growing nipple as Kimber ran her fingers through my hair. Pulling my head tighter against her bosom, Kimber sighed a long, low sigh of passion. Eager to please, I slowly dragged my tongue across to her other breast - neither could be neglected. Working around her swollen pink nipple, I sucked as eagerly as before. My hands, which have been massaging Kimber's ass all the while, now decide to go out exploring. Sliding around to her front, I slowly dragged my fingers across the freshly shaven crease between her legs.
"But what about those clothes," Kimber asked. She reached down and began clawing at my shirt. I stood and began working on my jeans. Kicking shoes and socks and shirt and jeans into the corner, I now stood before her naked and erect. "Mmmmm," I heard Kimber say. Her hands now on my ass, Kim licked and sucked my nipples, burying her face into the thick, soft hairs of my chest. "That feels sooo good," I heard myself say. "But first, it's my job to please you." So I guided Kim down to the sofa and prompted her to spread her legs apart for me. As I gazed upon her womanhood, I felt my penis harden even more. Slowly I reached down and spread the lips of her vulva to visually enjoy each tiny fold, each crease, each wrinkle of Kimber's now moist pussy.
