Part one

Prologue:
Unfortunately this is only a fictional fantasy, but in this sensualist story an innately aggressive female finds her deepest cravings satisfied by an experienced man who helps her to discover not only what she wants, but how they both can actually have it. He leads her to her own lust with a series of lurid, lascivious letters, explaining exciting and erotic examples of what is possible when two minds have an itch that must be scratched. Choosing his words with care in this first of many essays, each designed to entice the deep unmistakable and undeniable urges undulating just below the surface of her seemingly ordinary life. Through numerous communications they both finally find themselves face to face with their own desires and each other. They have arrived here having tested both their bravery and their boundaries in what at first had seemed only an illusionary cat and mouse game. In the end however they find the courage to conqueror their fear of Internet meetings and geographic distance and find the pleasure they each sought so intensely.


Part on: “The Game is On.”
Behind the bar where they had each taken an oath to meet they escaped into the evening air on the pretense of a smoke habit they both had sworn off. She lit his cigarette setting his submissive position and as they puffed the recently consumed alcohol continued to set their decadent direction. She gazed hungrily into his eyes and maneuvering him like prey him, transfixed he awaited her pounce. Finally with a deliberate last drag she let her cigarette drop and moved in for the kill as their eyes remained locked. She purposefully pinned him to the wall and forced her knee between his, spreading his legs and inspiring him up on to his toes with just enough pressure and lift. Forcing his shoulder flat against the wall she secured his attention with a deep and deliberately sloppy wet kiss that reeked of alcohol and cigarette his two favorite aromatic aphrodisiacs. The two drinks they had each had dropped the puritanical pretenses and created this portal to release their passion. Her aggressiveness and his acquiescent wresting stopped just short of ripping his shirt off, successfully pulling it from beneath his bulging belt. He was powerless and prone she was empowered and aroused beyond anything she had ever felt. She took a handful of his long brown hair and gave him no option except another long kiss filled with tongue, saliva and swollen lips. A tiny moan escaped his smothered mouth, and she knew she could now have anything that she wanted from him. Her damp slacks needed something firm but yielding to rub on and relieve her mounting molten moisture. With the handful of hair she helped him to his knees before her. Standing above him she looked into his doleful bedroom blue eyes and straddled his face so that their gaze remained locked. Staring into what she could see of his sweet compliant expression she slowly and deliberately began rubbing her aching crotch across his nose, lips and out stretched hungry tongue. Her inner temperature grew until she finally used her firm handful of hair to prevent his exiting, forcing him to inhale her steaming sexual scent as his hot passion filled breath igniting her even further. Suddenly she shuddered deeply with the first euphoric earthshaking orgasm of the evening.

After a deep breath or two her grip loosened and as she helped him to stand up, his disheveled cloths delirious focus and obvious bulge left no doubt he too had enjoyed the activity. She reached behind him put her hand flat on the small of his back and pulled him closer. They stared into one another's eyes realizing not only what had just happened but what was now possible. She reached into the back of his pants, past his belt and pulled firmly on the elastic of his underpants. The incredible tightness of this wedgie confirmed who was in charge as she instructed him to never wear undergarments again in her presence. The game was definitely on, but far from over.