Chapter 1
As I parked my car, I stopped for a moment and my thoughts wandered back a few hours. Back to when you called me and asked me, no, told me to drive home to you and meet you for the first time ever, but in a pitch black room.
Everything about this was so surreal. We had become very close friends over the internet, sharing everything and nothing. We had spent many nights on the phone chatting about this and that and sex. Sometimes we just lay there and shared the silence. You have this amazingly sweet voice that is really pleasant to listen to. And you’re a devil at using it to pull my strings. You know exactly how I feel all the time. And you love teasing me till I don’t know my own name anymore, or know up from down.
You feed on me. You tease me so hard with your voice. With your soft moans and breaths. It’s not an even fight. It’s not even a fight. You caress me with your voice and smooth tongue. And you make me do the things you want me to do. So you can listen as I do it for you. You make me incredibly hard and almost dizzy with lust.
You get me to play with myself while you listen to me…and then you always make me cum a lot for you. Cum really hard, really draining me. You have that power over me and there’s nothing I can do about it. We live just one city apart. Yet we have played this game for many years. For a really long time now though, we haven’t spoken at all and you really surprised me with this meeting.
I didn’t feel like it or want to meet you all of a sudden, but it’s not like I have a free will when it comes to you. I’m drawn like a moth to a flame. You told me to come over and you would have prepared a room for us. Hanging up blankets covering the window in the small storage room, mattresses on the floor. It would be pitch black and we wouldn’t be able to see anything.
We would be separated by several feet, lying on a cozy mattress. And we could relax and talk without touching or even seeing the other. It would be like meeting without really meeting. Harmless, but still very intimate and quite fun and different. And we wouldn’t get nervous or anything either.
“Just come here, lie down and talk,” you said, “nothing to think about.”
I took a deep breath and opened the car door. As I walked up to the building to find your entrance, I actually didn’t feel nervous at all. I felt happy inside to meet you soon. It was quite late in the evening already, which would make it easier to create a really dark room. I walked up a flight of stairs and found your door and rang the doorbell.
When I heard your footsteps, I must admit my heart skipped a beat and I suddenly felt nervous. You unlocked the door and quickly moved back into the room. I followed your instructions and waited for a little bit, then opened the door to your apartment. I quickly stepped inside, closed and locked the door behind me. I said hi and took off my coat and shoes.
I heard your voice from inside the room. You told me to walk carefully into the room and feel around on the floor for the mattress. I did, and when I felt it, I lay down on it and put my head on a nice pillow. I felt a bit awkward and it was kind of surreal. It was relaxing, but I couldn’t see anything. Damn, it was dark in here. You had really pulled it off.
I was afraid you could hear my heartbeat, and I held my breath for a few seconds and just tried to listen. You put on soft music in the background. And soon all tension disappeared and we talked and talked just like we always did. After a while, you cursed at your clothes, and said it wasn’t comfy to lie down in jeans and that blouse. I was a bit surprised to hear you wore jeans when we kinda had agreed on a relaxed, sweatpants style, so it made sense when you said you had to take them off.
I heard everything you did, opening buttons, unzipping your jeans, then removing them altogether. I knew you were barefoot so that left you in a bra and panties. As I thought about that, I suddenly felt your hand running over my arm and leg and you asked me if it tickled. I told you no, which was honest. I actually felt it more like a soft caress.
Lying close to you like this was a bit frustrating admittedly. It would be easy to just reach for you and touch you. But you had made me promise this meeting was entirely by your rules, and I wasn’t allowed to even poke you unless you said so. We continued talking and as I had started to relax again, you startled me by suddenly asking
“Honey, are you jerking off right now?”
I tried to comprehend what you just said and I probably went dead quiet because you soon whispered
“Well, are you?” and tugged gently on my arm. I was stunned. I whispered back “No,” and I knew how weak my voice sounded. I heard a slight movement as you shifted your body and asked me “Why not?” Feeling a bit uncomfortable, I replied “I can’t just do it like that. I don’t know.”
“But you do it for me over the phone, hun. This is just the same,” you said in a reassuring voice.
“Why don’t you take off your pants at least, I won’t bite. I just want you to be comfy.”
Your voice was very soft and soothing, and it made me feel warm and relaxed, and I wanted to do as you told me.
I lifted my ass a bit and started to pull down my pants.
“Baby, please remove your undies as well. I don’t see you anyway, ok?” you encouraged me and I grabbed my undies without thinking and pulled down and removed both.
“Oh, and your socks, baby. You know how I feel about that,” you quickly added. I sighed lightly and took off my socks as well. Lying back comfortably again, I felt like I was being watched.
It was an odd feeling, considering the darkness surrounding us.
“Look, I’ll take off my bra and you won’t feel alone or left out or anything,” you whispered, still in a soothing voice. You didn’t wait for an answer, but quickly took it off and said, “There, all fair.”
I started to object, saying it perhaps wasn’t all fair, but you hushed me by saying it was your rules and your rules said it was fair.
“Just do as I say, baby. Don’t think so hard,” you said in a low, sexy voice. And I felt your warm breath against my ear. I realized you must be very close to me now, and I felt the blood rush down between my legs and into my cock, which rose to attention immediately. I didn’t dare to say a word. You told me some anecdotes about something, but I mostly listened to your voice and not your words.
Without really thinking, one of my hands moved to my chest and a finger reached for my nipple. I gently started rubbing my sensitive nipple, and after a while, slid my finger over to my other nipple and gave it some attention too. It felt so good. My nipples are so sensitive and playing with them makes me really horny.
“Baby,” you said gently, “I have an idea. Bring your hand down and play with your balls. Just a little ok?”
I didn’t say anything, but moved my hand down between my legs. Feeling my warm, wanting cock, I gasped. Slowly I let my hand play with my sack, gently dividing the balls with my fingers, squeezing them, tugging gently, tapping with my fingers. I let out a soft moan. You imitated my moan and I again felt your presence really close to me, and your hot breath.
