Serena stared intently at the glowing screen in the darkness of her bedroom. A warm spring breeze rustled the lacy curtains at the window beside her desk. As she typed, the keys clicked contentedly. Nervously wetting her lips with her tongue, breathing in quiet anticipation, she sat with one foot tucked under her. The bluish light from the screen illuminated her profile; dark hair to her shoulders, dark eyes, full pouting lips with a hint of an easy smile, small build, with a fullness to her hips and slight arch to her back that spoke of her womanly charms. Her thin white negligee rustled with the breeze, barely covering her breasts. Her erect nipples stood out like sentinels against the gauzy material. Petite and perky, her breasts looked as if a sculptor who had labored over his work for endless hours to accomplish his goal of simple perfection formed them. At the hem of her nightdress, a hint of her round buttocks peeked out, the line of her elegant legs extending to her painted toenails.
Except for the computer, the room was decorated in a Victorian fashion, with an old oil lamp now burning on the bedside table, massage oils on the shelf below, a four poster king size bed with large pillows, a thick rug on the wooden floor, a bathroom door, and a door to the outer hall. It was closed. The posts on the bed were dark oak, massive in scope, with ornate carvings reaching up towards the ceiling. The warm light of the lamp threw shadows against the wall, in contrast to the luminescence of the computer screen.
It had been months since she moved in here from California. With a new job taking up much of her time, and no real new contacts, Serena's social life was still in limbo. While she was pretty, and made friends easily, she really hadn't gotten out that much. It would take time, she told herself, 'be patient.' Well, she was, and that was all right. The job was going fairly well, and she loved the small town feel of this place. It was just, well, she had her needs. And they were beginning to distract her from her work, too. Perhaps this would give her some relief.
She couldn't believe it when her sister had sent her an email. Titled "A new era of cyber", Serena had thought it was some kind of a joke being played. It was a measure of how huge her desire had become over the last few weeks, that she had considered logging on, and with a mixture of trepidation and embarrassment that she proceeded. But here she was. She could feel and hear her heartbeat as she sat bathed in the glow of the screen. 'Please,' she thought, 'be for real.'
Her fingers worked efficiently and eagerly, responding to the input templates on the screen. Serena looked into the screen intently. Here was a template with a series of queries and selections. She worked the forms, aware of her growing heat, but trying to concentrate.
Selections popped up..."PARTNER QUANTITY, EXPERIENCE DURATION, ROMANTIC PREFERENCE, EXPERIENCE TYPE." She licked her lips again, shifted in her seat, with her dark eyes widening at the possibilities. She smiled to herself, looked down momentarily, then took a deep breath and gazed back at the screen.
More selections: "ETHNIC ORIGIN/RACE (She paused here, biting her lip), DIMENSIONS (here were over 14 selections, covering various physical details, including an "other". Also, there was a safety pop-up warning note next to penis and breast sizes): She got playful here, after checking her own breasts with her hand.
Still more categories: VERBAL/NON-VERBAL, EXPRESSIVE/NOISY. As Serena went through this list, she felt like a kid in a candy store. She knew better than to go for every variety, but it was very tempting. Her skin was flushed from exploring the possibilities in her mind. Wow.
Serena worked quietly, quickly, filling in the details. She had looked at the site three times now, and was getting more comfortable with the technical interface. While she knew it seemed crazy, Serena had a healthy sense of adventure, one she felt she had neglected recently. Plus, her sister said it was great, and she trusted her opinion. So, having decided to go ahead tonight, she felt her anticipation growing as she went. Nearly finished, she moved from entry to entry, warmth flushing her chest and abdomen.
EXPERIENCE PREVIEW: Click-Zoom-Click. An image grew larger on the screen. Her eyes widened for the second time. "Ahhh," she said, "there you are. Come to Mama." Serena felt her loins tingling, and she shifted again. There, on her IBM computer monitor, was an image of an adult male, approximately 32 years old, dark olive skin, obviously Italian ancestry, shoulder length dark hair, soulful eyes, with a strong jaw and chin, full lips, and a look of passion that focused on her in an alluring and seductive way. He was looking at her. She could feel his gaze upon her outline as she studied him intently. She wondered, "Can he see me?"
He wore no clothing and was damp as if just bathing, and stood on a small rock outcropping in an arid environment. There was a creek nearby, where trees and bushes flourished near the source of water. His legs were still wet up to his knees from wading the creek. Serena took in the shape of his feet and smiled to herself. They were strong yet elegant, like his hands. His whole body was well muscled, as if from work or outdoor activities. She enjoyed the look of the long thighs, and his full frame. Taking her time, Serena studied his form and how it all fit together. She imagined how they might be together. She was thinking not to be too impatient at this delicate phase. She wanted this to be just right.
He turned from her, and went to a towel on the bank, and bent down to dry himself. This part she liked just fine, she thought. When he turned back she finally focused on his loins and took in a sharp breath. His maleness was beginning to grow, and the shape was so perfect. She gazed at the shaft, so nice and strong, with a glans that combined the smooth beauty of ivory with the texture of purplish-red velvet. It pulsed and grew before her eyes. Her mouth a small 'O', a quiet involuntary gasp escaped her. The strength of her attraction surprised her. She had been without a man for too long, she thought, and was much too excited to turn back now. With some trepidation she went to the next step.
ACKNOWLEDGE AND ACCEPT (here there was a disclaimer which had lots of legal terms and fine print; then 'Click "Yes" or "No"') Serena skipped the legal mumbo-jumbo. In her haste she clicked 5 times before she stopped. Click-click; 'damn'; click-click; 'okay, calm down' click. "Finally. Well, here goes." She whispered.
The image on the screen began to grow, and Serena moved back slightly. As She watched, he stepped towards the screen, ducked his head and emerged into her bedroom, smiling and passionately kissing her on the lips on his way out. He tasted exotic. She shivered and shyly smiled back. This was crazy, she thought, but my kind of crazy.
Still sitting, Serena sat and stared up unbelievingly at the figure that emerged, trying to assimilate what was in store for her this evening. It was difficult to grasp that he was actually here. He stood and looked down at her with a knowing smile. At her first impulse, she hugged him to her, her face pressing against his abdomen as she looked up at him. The downy hairs felt soft against her skin, and she felt safe and warm.
She gathered herself and looked down, rewarded by what she saw. There below her, his shaft continued its trek from before, ever upward, and she watched it expand before her very eyes. The skin had a tantalizing sheen, and she watched as the head danced excruciatingly close to her lips. He stroked her hair and looked down upon her frame.
Standing, Serena gently pushed him back toward the bed, and felt such inner joy as his knees bent and his body descended to the lush covers, like a tree being felled in the forest. "Mine." She whispered. "All mine." as his head hit the pillows. She stared intently again, as a cat with its prey. Her fingers played on his muscular belly, moving up to tangle in the hair on his chest.
She stared at his maleness, transfixed, looking down the shaft to the large round balls at the base, then back up the shaft again to the head. It seemed to smile at her. She was smiling back. It throbbed. A drop of semen glistened at her from the tip. "Wonderful." she said. Her hand trembled as she reached out as if to pet it, and exhaled audibly when her fingers traced the shape of his glans. Serena opened her mouth and kissed it lovingly, sucking up the honey-like drops as she kissed. She savored the taste and texture, enjoying his musky smells and the feel in her mouth. Her new man moved his hips approvingly and put gentle pressure at the back of her head.
Placing both hands on his abdomen on either side of her new possession, she suckled in earnest, his glans disappearing into her full red lips, reappearing as she pulled him in and out of her luscious mouth. He moaned, thrusting slowly upward into the hot moistness of her, feeling her lips wrap around his length. She wrapped one hand around his shaft and pulled at him from the root, circling him with her tongue, then licking him thoroughly as he softly moaned his approval. Moving down to his near perfect scrotum she played and kissed as he looked down at her.
Serena then moved up his thighs to his stomach and kissed his navel, then his chest, and his neck and shoulders. She stopped to gaze at his dark handsome face and looked into his eyes, stroking his hair. He reached out for her and pulled her face to him kissing her lips softly at first, then with more urgency, probing her mouth. Their tongues encircled and his hands went exploring on her back and buttocks. His kisses were playful and passionate at the same time, and Serena enjoyed his creativity.
Feeling his hands on her nightdress she waited to feel him pull it up her body as they kissed, only to gasp as he ripped it in half, up the center of her back. As he pulled the shreds from her breasts, he kissed her neck and breastbone thoroughly. Hovering at her now hypersensitive breasts, he kissed every inch of them, except her nipples, and left her hoping for his return. She writhed in passion and agony waiting for him to take her into his mouth. He teased mercilessly.
