Consider, if you will, this online world that we live in. People meet, talk, learn, love and hate without ever seeing each other. Everything in that world revolves around words, as they are written, or "spoken". Assume for a moment, that you came face to face with someone from that world, out there in the real world. Would words really be necessary? This is a short, simple encounter, with that thought in mind. Enjoy.
Warm hands sliding across your shoulders, gentle pressure massaging the muscles. Sliding slowly across your shoulders and down your chest to trace lazy circles around your breasts. Spiraling slowly inward, fingertips gently sliding along followed by firm palms.
The circles grow smaller as the strong hands pull you back, your shoulder blades pressed against the muscles of his chest. The heat radiating from him makes you feel flushed, as his thick fingers find your erect nipples and slowly squeeze. You feel hot, moist air on your neck, as warm lips work their way down your neck and across your back.
The hands continue moving slowly massaging your breasts and teasing your nipples with short light touches, contrasting vividly to the firm grasp on your breasts. Slowly one hand rises to your neck and chin, gently forcing your head back onto his shoulder, while the other slides downward, ticklingly light across your stomach.
He leans across your shoulder, lightly kissing your neck and throat, his hand idly stroking your neck and face. A fingertip traces a path along your stomach and down across your pelvis. The fingers slide smoothly through your hair and teasingly pass along your lips…
And then disappear…
Just as suddenly as they left, the hands return... Sliding quickly under your arm, one cups your breast firmly, squeezing tightly as the other slides down your hip trailing fingers lightly across your stomach in passing. A shiver runs up your spine at the light touch, and you hear a faint chuckle, a voice deep and rich as warm breath brushes across your ear.
The hand moves, sliding across one breast, to squeeze the other, as the arm pulls you closer. You can feel solid muscles pressing into your back, and a thickness against your ass. The other hand slides down to your thigh, firm pressure pulling you back as it slides from outer to inner thigh.
Lips attach themselves to the nape of your neck, kissing lightly, nipping gently at your skin, as warm breath tickles the back of your neck. Fingers tease your nipple, as a hand slides across your inner thigh, and begins to travel upwards.
You feel your breath catch in your throat as the hand reaches to the top of your thigh, brushing against your moistened lips, and fingers continue to dance across your breast, alternately squeezing it, lightly teasing your hard nipple. Lips move up the back of your neck to your earlobe, teeth nibbling lightly.
The hand slides down from your breast, to join the other...fingers gently slip between your lips, one circles your hardening clit lightly, teasingly, while the other slides lower...palm pressing firmly into your inner thigh, as fingers trace along the inside of your moistened lips.
You arch your neck and back as the hands move across you, and you feel the strong arms reach around as a throbbing firmness presses against you...A hand slides up your body and along your breast, fingers rolling across your nipple in passing as it travels to your neck while fingers continue to tease the moistness from your body.
The hand withdraws from between your thighs, as the other slips across your soft skin, and comes to rest on your cheek. It slowly turns you around, as a pair of lips meets yours, a tongue flickering lightly across your mouth...The free arm returns, wrapping itself around your waist and pulling you firmly against him.
As the pressure of his lips hold you captive, his hand slides from your cheek and down across your chest to gently squeeze your firm nipple...rolling it between two fingers, while his palm cups your breast. The lips continue to feast on yours, as the tongue darts forward to meet yours.
You feel your head pulled forward, as he stoops slightly, strong fingers sliding from your waist, down across your ass, and to the back of your thigh. A second hand joins the first...you feel the muscles of his shoulder tense as he lifts you bodily, your legs wrapping around his waist, and his strong arms supporting you.