Meetings - Sex Stories

Meetings

... “Oh god, oh god, baby I’m gonna cum…” “Fucking you faster with my fingers, grinding my tongue hard against your clit, pinching it hard between my teeth. Cum for me…” “Baby, baabyyy…Oohhh, I’m cumming…” Her breathing heavy, ragged in the phone as she moans through her orgasm. It is music in his ears. After she calms down they move to other subjects, discussing their future and what they want or what they hope lies before them as they move through life together. Time moves on, but the distance always seems to be in the back of their minds. “How is the drive going baby? Are you almost there,” she asks. “Yes, I should be there soon. How are you my love?” “I’m okay. The storm is getting closer, I hate the thunder baby. Hold me.” “I am holding you, always holding you tight.” “Thank you. Its almost shaking the house.” She giggles a bit even in her fright, “I’m about ready to go hide in the tub.” Laughing softly he tells her not to worry, “You’ll be okay, I promise.” “I know, I just don’t like it.” She gets very quiet for a moment, almost like she is holding her breath. “What's wrong babe?” “I… I think someone just knocked on my door.” “You’re kidding! Who the hell would be knocking on your door in a thunderstorm at 10:30 at night?” She is silent for a few more moments. “I don’t know but there is definitely somebody there, they just knocked again. What do you think I should do?” He can hear the trepidation, the mild fear in her voice when she asks. “I don’t know,” he hesitates before ...

... answering, “I think I would probably see who it is.” “Will you protect me?” Fear battles courage in her voice. “Nothing can hurt you when you are in my arms little love. Just remember that,” he tries to reassure her. “I know. I love you.” “I love you too sweetie.” “Alright, here I go.” He can hear her moving through the house, he also hears her stumble. “Shit… Ouch, dammit.” “Baby, what happened? Are you alright?” The concern is apparent in his voice. “Nothing,” she sighs. “The power went out and I stubbed my toe,” she says in a slight tone of disgust and resignation. “Hang on, I am answering the door.” “Okay, I’ll be here.” He waits patiently while she see’s who is at her door on this stormy night. When she opens the door the night is black as the rain falls. There is no light with the power out, and all she can see is a man of average height in front of her. He reaches up to push back the hood covering his head, but doesn’t say anything. “Who are you,” she asks the stranger. She would kill for a light so she could see who this person was. The lightening flashes bright and she catches a glimpse of his face and the phone in his hand. She inhales deeply, shock rippling through her. She lifts her own phone up to her mouth, “Baby?” She hears her own voice coming through the speaker of the man’s phone. The lightning flashes again and she gets a better look at him. She steps forward, moving closer to him and speaks into the phone again. “Baby?” “I’m here little love, and you will ...