Thread: Birds of a Feather (Candy-	Crusade)

Tom could still remember the first time he'd logged onto that site. It was more out of desperation than anything else. His deviant sexual desires had isolated him for too long. On the off chance he was able to find a woman who could handle him, he was going to make sure he didn't let her get away. As he perused the requests, it took him no time at all finding Beth's thread. He could remember his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he read through excitedly. It was almost as if she had laid out every one of his kinks in one place. She was willing to submit completely to him and he eagerly took the slot, finding it oddly erotic how much just typing those words helped him get off. Beth was a dream partner and as things progressed, they started taking their relationship to new heights. Instead of merely keeping things in the roleplay, they started incorporating their webcams. It started out innocent enough, the two just looking back at each other's faces, talking about everything under the sun. But then, things started getting a little more wild. Tom would instruct Beth to take off her clothes and play with herself. He'd deny her of orgasms until she could barely take it anymore and then he'd tell her to go wild. Her body was incredible. Large breasts, curves and a face he couldn't help but want to see covered in his cum. Things just felt natural and right with Beth. He felt no qualms with undressing for her, centering his cock in the middle of his cam and jerking off until he came for her. Afterwards, they'd just look at each other and talk for seemingly hours. What was even more incredible in getting to know Beth better was just how close the two lived. Living in only the next town over, Tom had always flirted with the thought of the two of them meeting and turning their depraved sexual fantasies into something legitimate. Honestly, Tom was going stir crazy looking at Beth's body and knowing in a sense, he couldn't have it. In fact, for the past few weeks, he told her to keep her clothes on. The longing had become too much. The week before he told her they should meet, Tom had mulled it over heavily. He didn't want to scare Beth away, but it was obvious they both wanted the same thing. He trusted her and he hoped she would trust him. There was such a sense of relief when Beth agreed, that Tom literally shook with excitement. It had been a long time coming and it was finally coming to a head. Tom rarely left his home other than to buy essentials for his house. Purchases he made for his particular kinks he made online. Those goods were stored in a large closet in his bedroom, a room Beth had grown familiar with from having seen him on cam so often. Working as an independent software developer, Tom never had to leave the comfort of his room. He was paid handsomely, but lived modestly. Yes, his home was nice, but it was understated. Black drapes hung over the windows that ordinarily would've let in tremendous amounts of light. The place was designed specifically to his unique specifications and he liked it that way. His place was already impeccably clean, so there really was no prep work in terms of that he needed to get done before Elizabeth's arrive the next day. Instead, he lay in bed after the two of them had logged off. Hooking his thumbs into his boxers, Tom tugged them down. It was no surprise to him that his cock was already hard. Tom glanced down at his naked body. He was tall and thin, with tattoos covering his left arm and back. He had a fair amount of muscle definition and a pair of jutting hipbones that pointed right down to his cock. Where a nest of hair would ordinarily reside, Tom shaved clean. There was no hair to speak of there or on his balls. He liked keeping it that way. Taking a deep breath, Tom grabbed hold of his thick cock and began pumping it. He let his eyes close and his head fall back, letting out a series of groans as he envisioned Beth's body in front of him. He jerked off until he was right there on the verge of cumming and stopped. He repeated this process for hours, wanting to torment himself so his release with Beth would be even more intense. His body ached for that release, his cock slick with precum. He finally reserved himself to stop, turning onto his side just to try getting some sleep. Sleep came relatively easy, despite the fact that he was uncomfortable from the friction of his sheets against his overly sensitive cock. He woke around ten the next morning and kept himself busy by doing some programming. He would occasionally click over to some nude pics he had of Beth, reaching down below his desk to rub the head of his cock through his boxers. As the time got progressively closer, Tom felt so eager for her to get there, he almost called her and told her to come earlier. He took a hot shower and toweled off. If those commercials he'd seen were accurate, Tom probably should have consulted a physician. He'd been hard for twelve hours. He changed into a black button down shirt with a black wifebeater underneath, a pair of Jockeys had hugged and accentuated his bulge perfectly and a pair of black slacks. He tightened his belt and looked at himself in the mirror. No turning back. He knew what he wanted and if Beth had no second thoughts, he'd be hearing that doorbell any second. As he headed out of his bedroom and towards the living room, the sound of the bell caused him to freeze. Shit, he muttered under his breath. Tom could feel his heart racing, knowing they had finally got to the point it was so obvious they'd been striving to reach from the moment they got on cam together. Those initial pangs of nervousness quickly subsided as he made his way to the door. He smoothed down his shirt and took one more deep breath before he opened the door and took a moment to study what stood beyond it. A wicked smile played out over his lips as he extended his hand to take hers into his own. Beth, Beth, Beth. Finally, he said, pulling her inside. You look incredible, he added, closing the door behind them. He locked the series of locks not to shut her in, but more just as a sign of dominance. He wanted her to see that since she had taken the plunge, he was too. He was going to fully invest himself in giving her exactly what she wanted and what he wanted as well. The thought of this beautiful girl submitting herself to him flushed his skin and had him envisioning all sorts of things the two of them could do. I haven't stopped thinking about this moment for weeks, Beth. I'm glad it's all finally happening, he admitted. Once he'd let her into the living room, he let his fingertips trail over her cheek, his eyes studying her. He licked his lips and let that same hand trail down her neck to her breasts. It didn't linger there. Instead, both hands found their way to her hips and stopped there. Tom stepped forward and pressed his body against her own, feeling those large breasts he'd seen on numerous occasions press against his pecs. His erection would also become evident to her as he pressed his hips forward to meet hers. He felt wanted to feel her body close to his own. He wanted to become acclimated to every inch of it. The same hands that had been at her hips wrapped around her body and found the curve of her ass. He gripped it firmly and pushed her in to his body, creating even more friction as a groan escaped his lips. One hand still planted there, he brought the other to the back of her head, grabbing a fistful of hair in order to give it a hard tug, causing her head to fall back. He let his lips linger right at hers without them actually making direct contact. Mm, look at you, he muttered before finally sensually dragging his lips over hers, letting them move all the way down the front of her neck before he finally freed her from his grip. He was just playing for reactions at that point. The day was still young and Tom planned on pushing Beth to the brink fairly quickly to make sure she really wasn't bluffing as so many other women he'd been with had. If their time onlne together was any indication, he anticipated Beth being the one.