Ever woken in the middle of the night not quite sure what was going on? Well, this was that, except whatever was going on, I didn't want it to stop. Angie had delivered on her promise and was now awakening me by giving me a blowjob. I groaned and shifted, unwilling to move a second from the pleasure she was giving me. I closed my eyes and concentrated on what she was doing.
She had taken most of my cock into her mouth and was lightly sucking on it. Her lips slid down and then up my penis, caressing it. Her tongue swirled around the head and then played with the hole at the very end, trying to find a way in. Then she exhaled and slowly sank back down, taking me into her mouth.
I groaned and thrust upwards with my hips, "Baby, god that feels so good!"
She didn't say anything. As she sucked on my cock, her hand caressed my balls, lightly squeezing them and scratching them with her fingernails. I lifted my knees, putting my feet flat against the sheets. Her fingers caressed lower, stroking my perineum and then even lower, lightly touching my anus.
I heard the rough sound of my breathing. She excited me like no woman in the world had ever done, in or out of my imagination. I loved her completely and the life that I had had gotten much more complicated, much more wonderful, and much more complete than I ever thought possible.
We had met, of course in this on-line age, by me sending her a message. I was bored at work with little to do and I say her icon appear on the screen. I looked at her interests and noted that we shared a few: astronomy and Celtic stuff. So I sent an 'Hello' message to her. She replied and we started talking. I am not quite sure when she became more than just an acquaintance. Somehow she became a friend, and then a lover, all before we even met. I know that the traditionalists out there would scoff at us, but you know, I didn't care. I followed my heart. And I wasn't sorry. Her heart had spoken to me across the miles and mine had answered back.
My mind was jolted back when her tongue swirled across the head of my cock and she let go of it with a soft smacking sound. "Want me to stop, sugar?" she asked in her soft southern accent.
"Oh gods no!" I said with a small laugh. "Whatever gave you that idea?"