Wednesday, 1/19, part deux

Had a good day with B. We chatted a fair amount, talked on the phone a little. Even better? The freakin' highlight of the day was we had some IM sex! I wasn't sure I'd be able to overcome her resistance (what with everything going on with her at home), but I did.

She's so sexy. So unbelievably sexy. When we talk/have sex (again, only virtual or phone, coz we've never met - yet (yeah, I'm still hopeful)), we mesh, we fit together so perfectly.

If you've ever had phone sex with anyone, you know that it can be very easy to achieve the appearance of having great sex, of "being in tune" with each other. Be as skeptical as you want, but I'm telling you that it's not that way with her. We just fit so well together. Yin & Yang. His and Hers. Food and drink. It's amazing. When I'm with other people (past or present) sex, making love, fucking (take your pick, they're all the same, yet all very different), no matter how much you're into it, enjoying it, no matter how many times you've done it with that person before, there's always a little bit of your mind that's thinking ahead - "what next? Lick her? squeeze tit? pull hair?". Somewhere in your mind you're planning what to do next.

Not with B. When I'm with her our sex is fluid, smooth, unplanned, unchoreographed. It just IS. It's as though her body talks to mine and vice versa. That little part of the brain that would normally be thinking about what to do next is basically just sitting there, enjoying the ride, wondering where the hell the directions are coming from. And that's the amazing thing - they're coming from her, from me, from us.

Yeah, yeah. I know, sounds corny, contrived, whatever. It's okay if you don't believe, because I do. I know. We've done things like both written down what we think our first kiss would be like, or our first fuck. Mind you, we did this independently. Our descriptions were amazingly similar. So similar it was a little scary.

When we (virtual) fucked today.. well, actually we didn't fuck - I was under her desk and ate her to a rousing cum. When we did that, when I was writing to her what I would be doing next, there was never any thought required on my part to figure out what to do next. I swear, it's as though I could hear her body talking to me. I just knew what to do next, what to say next. And she again told me that I knew just exactly what to do.

She is amazing. And amazingly sexual and sensual. It's such a shame - she can't be who she really is sexually in the relationship she's in. But when we're together, she's open and sexual and sensual and it's so natural for her.

I want her.