Submitted by ReGiOnA1* last February 18th 2009, 08:02 AM

Category: Sex Stories

A few months back in the middle of November I finally got the chance to meet him. The rendezvous took place at a dance in his neighorgood two hours away from home in a building packed with people and parked vehicles all over the lot. I knew that the amount of people there that night was going to affect the amount of time we had to spend with eachother.

I left home at about 7 o'clock so I arrived there just before the small hand touched the nine. The whole ride there I waited anxiously to receive his text messages just to repeat the same reply over and over, "I can't wait to see you, my love."

The connection we shared was stronger then any other bond I formed with another person in my life so our relationship, though we hadn't met, was powerful beyond control. It's only been a few months since we had known eachother and I was crazy about this guy. It had to be the natural high I got whenever we drifted off into deep, intelligible, conversations on topics of our past experiences, goals, and love for for one another. Especially on the phone when I was able to hear his silky, smooth, caramel, voice making its way through the phone and into my ear in the most pleasurable manner. Those were the moments I'd spend in my room absorbing in the sensual vibe he generated with the sound of his voice as we talked on the phone. I was new to the whole relationship scene, but this being my first time having a boyfriend, was the greatest feeling ever. It overwhelmed my heart with joy passed the limit of no return. I was unmistakably in love with him.

Butterflies churned in my belly everytime he sent Me pictures. His abs were defined like a washboard and his chest was flat with a slight protrusion giving a 3D effect that enhanced the image entirely and popped out at my seemingly hungry eyes. I couldn't get enough of the one he sent with his body glistening from water after getting out the shower and the drops of water rested on the contours of his belly and chest, capturing the light so that It was nearly impossible to look away. Staring at him satisfied my hunger but left Me desirous for more each time I'd receive a picture.

What would I do without my phone? To this day I am grateful I bought it when I did (last summer) because if I hadn't then maybe I wouldn't have been parked in front of that dance hall that night. I appreciated its simple purpose, bringing me to him.

I was here for one reason and one reason only and he hadn't showed up by then so I waited outside until he did. When he made his arrival the butterflies in my stomach churned worse then ever, leaving Me in a state of shock on the verge of fainting, but I intended to maintain composure so I fought off the feeling and hopped out of my vehicle and started for the entrance. As I did I told him what I was wearing so he was able to spot Me out. He did the same and I immediately started searching. I walked through the door than suddenly, surrounded by people blocking the entrance, I began with quick glances over the top of numerous heads to seek out a predominantly white sweater. Without luck I swam forward through the wave of bodies to sit down until he gave Me a cue to start this "challenge." When I received his message saying he was at the entrance I immediately looked and spotted him out right away. Since I didn't reply yet he didn't know where I was in the building so I made my way towards him, nudging people off my way every so often, and as I passed him I gave him an intense stare so that he'd be aware I had just made my presence known to him. In that single second I stared in his eyes for the first time trying to fight off the butterflies, I tilted my head to the side signalling him to follow Me outside. As he did this triggered off a thought in my head. "The fun was about to start."

Adrenaline filled my veins as I made my exit with him right behind, keeping pace a few bodies behind so that no one would catch the site of him following. The excitement rushed through Me as I thought of how erotic this situation of critical discretion was. His sexuality was not yet known to the usual people in his life and I was the only person who knew him to the furthest extent which added that extra cherry on top of all this intensity.

As we weaved through the cars I looked back to see his shadowy figure following Me, in the same path I took, stalking Me. I felt like I was being followed by a man that was after Me with a deep passion of love and a force of irresistable intent to hold Me in his arms because I felt the energy accumulate in the air around us and engorge my body, seeping through my skin and flowing in my veins like it was a pit of endless bliss. I was enjoying this moment immensely until he stopped in his tracks, staring at Me with disppointed eyes.
"You're parked too close to too many people." he said as I turned around wondering why he stopped. "That's my van over there." he pointed towards a light brown mini-van parked just a few lots away from mine. Neither of us knew this until now because I was inside when he showed up and I forgot to tell him where my car was going to be and how it looked. So he turned around and paced forward back to the hall.

"Just come." I muttered impatiently as he walked on.

There was no reply, not even a glance back. So I hopped in my car quickly reparked and went to find him inside again. I could barely wait any longer. Luckily I found him right by the entrance, walked up to him inconspicuously, as though people wouldn't perceive anything suspicious, gave him a nudge, tilted my head, signalling him to follow Me and he did so obediently.

When we got to my car he complained it was still not discrete enough. I repeated the process two more times and by then I was beginning to feel frustrated that we couldn't be in eachothers arms even though he was there in my presence just waiting to be embraced by my huge, manly, loving arms.

By midnight he was finally sitting in the passenger seat of my car staring into my eyes so graciously as though he was imagining what it felt like to have my soft, warm, pink lips on his. I wasted no time in realising this and stooped in, he met Me half way and that's when the magic got even better. Stars encircled my head as his soft lip caressed mine. I was dazed even before his wet tongue following right after, leaving Me breathless. I enveloped his top lip with both of mine as he sucked on my bottom lip, alternating from the top one to the bottom, with his simultaneous actions. Our lips were n'sync with eachother along with our pleasure giving tongues that swirled at the same speed round and round. Then we licked the tips, and I gave him one final peck. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he too was relieved as he flopped back into the seat with a huge sigh. We continued to savor the moment as we sat there in silence; not awkward but comforting.

The world around Me froze, time stopped, I was in a trance of sweeping emotions that made my head lighter then usual and I began to feel dizzy. There it was again, I was high off love and the feeling surged through Me ten fold from when I heard his voice.

The clock struck one, the dance was half way through, and It was not yet decided that he'd be going home with Me. We talked it out and later on we were out of the vehicle, out of eachothers presence, but it was only temporary because we had to make the arrangements so that I could kidnap him. "Yes" I thought, "he's coming home with Me...this means..."

It meant that we were able to make up for the lost time at the dance. We utilized that time very carefully spending each second wrapped in eachothers firm arms, passionately gazing into eachothers eyes, endlessly repeating those three words, "I love you."

The drive back to my place was a chance for him to relax because he mentioned earlier that today was exhausting and that he was running on adrenaline the whole time, as was I. I looked over and noticed he fell into a serene catnap that I had to end when we finally made it back to my place. His heavy eyelids barely opened as I softly grasp his shoulder and gently kissed his cheek.

"We're home." I said with a big smile on.

"Once and for all." he replied, then kissed my lips.

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The rest of the night was one of ever-so-passionate glory that I didn't ever want to end. Unfortunately time took its course and defeated my high hopes with the help of a beautiful rising sun. Whats even more beatiful was waking up beside Mitch, my love, the one and only.