Among many secret loves, they both found that there was a common love of true sensuality... the slow, agonizing electricity that comes from light, tickling touches to every inch of the body. Kate had known for years that her body would respond instantly to feathery tickles... to her neck, her sides, under her arms, her sides and tummy, her inner thighs, behind her knees... and especially her feet. She had always loved her feet tickled sensuously, and despite her ticklishness, the feeling was too great to make her pull away.
This was a perfect woman for Peter, as he had always loved to touch and stroke and lightly tickle women. It had aroused him since his early teens... and the many lovers he had been with over the years since, all came to love his unique way of making them feel things they never thought possible. He was so slow and patient, never in a hurry to get anywhere sexually. His pleasure came from seeing and feeling them writhe, buck, squirm, giggle, laugh, moan, and beg... truly relishing the orgasmic level to which his fingers and tongue could take them. He was not totally unselfish... this WAS his greatest pleasure... and he always experienced his own intense orgasms from every woman he ever pleased.
Kate and Peter began sharing their intimacies in “chats” only. They could feel intense arousal from just typing their thoughts... and in Peter’s case... his precise instructions to Kate of what he wanted her to do to herself while they chatted online. She followed his directions precisely.. picturing Peter’s fingers instead of her own... tracing there way over any and all places he commanded. “Cyber”, as it was called, was not a new phenomenon... but the particular way that these two sensual people explored their intimacies was not at all the norm of internet affairs.
Kate was a tremendously sensual creature, ready and able to retreat to the privacy of her bedroom... sometimes more than once a day... to pleasure herself, slowly and completely, experiencing long and powerful orgasms, with just her fingers, or sometimes with various toys. The encounters with Peter online were always stopped short of her cumming... but the state of arousal his words... and her touches... brought was so complete that when she left the computer and went to her room, she found herself totally wet and nipples painfully erect. Her touches then would very quickly bring on the most intense orgasms, as she lay naked on her sheets... eyes closed... imagining Peter’s fingers and tongue exploring every inch of her quivering body.
One day, their play online did not stop in time for her to retreat to her bedroom. The particular scene he described... she being fully penetrated by his throbbing penis... while she straddled his thighs... facing away from him and leaning back against his chest... while his arms circled her and his hands and fingers danced over her front... the image was just too clear. The feathery tickles over her breasts... little squeezes and rolling of her nipples... the trailing down over her tummy... and finally, the incredible teasing strokes to her clit which was so exposed by the expanding pressure of him inside her... the image along with her soft touches to herself under her panties... suddenly crashed down on Kate like a huge tidal wave, bringing one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced. “Cybersex” had finally overcome her. She realized after recovering that the single most intense message from Peter... the real push that sent her over the edge... was that he was cumming himself... that the image was also so arousing to him that he could not hold back his own orgasm....
(to be continued)
