It had been 3 years since she last had laid eyes on him. What she last remembered was a boy of 17, now soon to be in front of her a 20 year old man. What would be the same and what would be different?

She'd been musing about it all morning. Today was the day his plane was landing. She'd been trying to put him out of her mind the past couple of weeks but he kept creeping back in.

She was pondering on whether he'd have the same effect on her. He used to love teasing her, flirting with her. Not seriously, just to see the effects his flirtations could have on a woman her age. He probably found her reactions quite flattering and often played with it. Not that she would have done anything with a minor, but the thought was always near the surface, brought up by him no less. Jail-bait!

Of course Karl liked walking that fine line, and it didn't bother him in the least. He was gifted like her and could walk right into her mind. He could make her feel just about anything if he were so inclined, but his favourite had to be the awakening or nudging of the sexual desires.

She would often be broken out of thought by an electrical current going down her spine, nudging her passion, and if she looked across the room he'd always smile at her. The mischievous kind of smile, that says "Gotcha!". He could get her hormones to hit the roof, and often she surmised that he had probably made love to her on several other levels if not physically.

She had a distinct feeling once or twice of waking up having just been in his arms despite being several miles away, while he was still in Montreal at the peak of their closeness.

There were also those times when she would seek him out half way across the world to cuddle him, when things out there seemed bleak. But did he feel her when she did? Probably just as much as she felt his hugs. Times when she's needed someone to talk to in Montreal and no one was around. He would sense it half-way across the world.

She wondered at times how much was truth and fiction between them. It could be they read each other so well that they believe the same lies. Nah, she thought that would be too boring.

At that point what she was longing for the most was to be in his arms. A great big bear hug, that will make it seem like they were never apart at all. But then that will also awaken all the senses, and the libido would soar. She'd want to rip his clothes off, there in public in the middle of the airport.

At times she could get all consumed with passion, and she felt that this would be one of those times. To bottle up that sensation and try to hold on to it for that right moment was what she had to strive for.

She kept thinking about the hug, then looking at that twinkle in his eyes, that sense of bad boy, that he'd be as bad as she wanted him to be. That smile that just makes her melt.

Then she thought that she held the passion from every time he ever teased her still bottled up. He probably wouldn't know what hit him. She chuckled at the thought. She could feel the dampness of her clothing and despite the fact that it was a hot night, she was particularly warm at that point.

She could imagine small talk was going to be fun. She'd probably make about 10 Freudian slips within the first 5 minutes of conversation. When she had sex on the brain, it came out in the worst of ways. She was afraid she'd just want to jump him so fast that she'd miss out on the best parts.

Then she felt guilty spending all her thoughts on sex, after all it wasn't the only thing between them. Unfortunately it was like the forbidden fruit. She rationalised that having him would improve their friendship, and bond. Of course she'd conveniently forget that at times it can backfire. But she figured it could never with Karl. That nothing could kill their friendship as long as they both wanted the friendship.

They shared so many things in common that she didn't foresee it. She had timed how long it took from the airport to the motel he was staying at, to know just how long she'd have to be patient before unleashing.

What broke her finally out of her reverie was Karl saying "Sophie!". She jumped into his arms and just felt that warm fuzzy feeling, that intensity, and then just as she expected, that electric current up and down her spine, but this was of a far stronger intensity of all the other ones. This one brought her to a point of ecstasy. A form of orgasm no less. She just held on, hugging him while savouring the sensation. Trying to be discrete about the way she was feeling in the crowded airport.

Empaths. All you had to do was to touch hands sometimes to get to that level. A bear-hug, well there's enough energies flowing back and forth to do just about anything. She hoped that she'd returned the favour by sending back the equivalent sensation.

Finally they separated from their hug and started heading for the car, exchanging, the "I can't believe how great you look". He was sporting a goatee and all she could think of when she commented on it was how she liked receiving head when her partner has facial hair. As she was thinking that he commented "it could be messy when eating" and she couldn't help but wonder if he had picked up her thoughts.

She looked into his eyes but all she could pick up was mischief and she figured that while driving perhaps it was best it stay that way. She could really feel the heat now with him sitting next to her. She kept on slipping too. Her hand went from the drive gear to resting on his lap when she wasn't using it to drive. She also wasn't conscious that she was slowly rubbing his leg up and down as she drove.

He noticed it and commented about how warm it was. She walked away from that one saying the room had air conditioning. She thought it was needed otherwise she felt the energies between them would make the room self-combust as she chuckled to herself. She must have grinned a certain way, because he chose that moment to put his hand on her hand that was still caressing his left leg.

She hadn't payed much attention to the tape playing, but she had chosen to play that tape knowing it had 'Closer' by NIN on it. It was at that point it came on and she raised the volume ever so slightly. That was as subtle as she had decided to be. She sang along too, although softly, too shy to be real loud about it. But she did want to fuck him like an animal, and although it would be him who would feel her from the inside, they would both feel closer to God she thought. And that's where she wanted to be with him at that moment.

And when the song finished, she re-wound it, telling him that she just had to hear it again. After all there was about 5 more minutes to drive. Might as well keep the flame teased a little she felt. As she stopped the car, and the music, he looked at her and said "I know, you want to feel closer to God. So do I". As he said that he took her hand away from the drive shaft, and put it on his lap, She couldn't help but look and smiled when she saw the bulge. She wasn't the only one turned on.

They walked into the room and she went to check out the bathroom. It had a bath with whirlpool. She was so hot, that she just began stripping and called him in to join her. He'd been on the plane for hours, he wanted nothing better then to shed his clothes and go into a warm massaging tub of water with a delicious woman.

The bath was almost full by then and she positioned herself to get stimulated. She always liked water as a masturbation tool and this was perfect. Just his presence there had her really turned on, it would be instants before she would come. She figured it would relieve some of her tension and let her enjoy the moment more. As she thought she came, she found herself muttering "oh Karl, feels so good..".

He smiled at her and got right next to her and grabbed her by the hair and brought her mouth to his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and started to kiss him. That fire between them, there it was finally being consumed. It felt both new and old at the same time. She felt like it wasn't the first time. It's like she had kissed him before, but at that point she felt she just couldn't get enough of him, that passion stored up unleashing itself.

After a few minutes of intense kissing, he started to kiss her neck and then bite her gently. Just hard enough. She moaned. After a few intense nibbles, she grabbed him by the hair and brought his head between her chest as she sat up. She rubbed one breast and then the other across his face, Just letting him a chance to peck a kiss or a nibble. She was so turned on. She wanted him so badly just then. She remembered the condoms were in her pocket.

She had finally let him settle to sucking one of her breasts and it was bringing her close to coming again. She repositioned herself to have her clit stimulated by the water at the same time. She came so hard, she screamed.

Karl was amused. She pulled herself to the edge of the bath and put her head against the cold tile for support. He asked her if she was ok. That's when she pulled his head between her legs now well out of the water. She wanted to feel that goatee close up.

What she first felt was his soft tongue almost imperceptible, but she could sense it and it was like nothing else. She just lay there waiting moaning softly, almost like a whine saying "more, more, more". He was very willing and licked every little fold with passion and tenderness. Then she felt him tonguing her hole, Then it was a finger then two, He found a spot that seemed to work for her for she screamed some more and his hand became completely deluged by her wetness.

Then he felt he had to stop as her orgasm had brought one in him, he had been angling his cock in such way to be stimulated by the water jets. When Sophie came it just completely set him off. He shuddered a few times, his head between her legs, before just resting his head there to catch his breath.

She was trying to catch her breath herself. Then he sat up next to her and she saw that he hadn't lost his hard on and she went back kneeling into the bath, to be at the right height to give him a blow. She rubbed his erection all over her face then started to lick it all around the sides. Without warning, she put most of it into her mouth, and slid it slowly back out into a sucking noisy kiss. She felt him shudder.

This was going to be fun she felt. She tried getting a bit further down this time, hopping to go low enough to give a little lick to his balls, but she'd need a few more tries she figured. Not that he would mind. She looked up at him and he was watching her with a look of sexual intensity, like if he was sitting just on the edge of an orgasm.

That's when she found the jets in the bath and angled them right as she took him in and out as fast as she could. She had found the perfect angle for it and most of it went in each time. She figured from what she felt coming from him it was now a matter of seconds before he was set off again. That's when she heard "I'm coming.. I'm coming inside you.."

It went right down her throat, she hardly felt it at all. No she was more lost in the intensity. She could feel his orgasm and was riding with it. He shuddered a few more times and just lay there seemingly satisfied. But for how long. She dunk in the water one more time and turned off the jets. She took a towel and got out of the bath, to lie in the bed, remembering to bring the condoms. Then she went into her bag and took out some snacks. Peanut butter and pita, she didn't want to run out of steam.

He joined her a few minutes later and took the snack as well. As much as he felt a little tired from the flight and a little drained from the two close orgasms he'd had, he wanted more. He was by no means satiated, and he wouldn't rest until it had gone way beyond.

She lay back into the bed, her legs wide open, an invitation. She was still burning with desire. He lay next to her hard as rock just as much of an invitation. She sat up took a condom and place it on. Then she mounted him, without yet penetrating him. She kissed him softly, he replied with passion. She rubbed her breasts across his hairy chest. With that she was slowly guiding herself to position herself right down his dick. Then the magick happened and it just slid right in. She made sure it went as deep as it would go.

With that came an audible groaning sound. She took him faster and faster as if she couldn't get enough, making more grunting noises. He put one of her breasts into his mouth. Just the feeling him deep inside her, just made her go off on some other plane. Her insides were pulsating.

She was riding him like she had wanted to for so long and there was no disappointment. This was just like she expected. She could no longer feel where her body stopped and his began. There was that sense of oneness, that you rarely get even when you are in love, a sense of oneness, that she knew she'd find with him because of their closeness. She was sure he'd want to feel it, just like she did.

This was as close as God as she could be without actually taking the form of the Goddess, and making love to him as a God. Another time perhaps. She then broke the rhythm, She didn't want it to end so soon. She got off him and lay on her back. She put her feet close to her head, leaving herself wide open. She had ridden him, now she wanted to be ridden. He went in a few times slowly to judge the angle and to see effects if any. Once he found the right one his speed increased, He was fuelling the fire and he could feel the heat burning each time he entered her. Between her moans, grunts, and groans she kept on saying "fuck me, fuck me so hard, feels so good".

The warmth started at her cunt and slowly creeped through her entire body. Again that feeling of oneness, where she could no longer tell the boundary between him and her. She could as if it were her going deep inside of her at the same time as she felt him do it. In that sense the energies kept bouncing back and forth, as empaths like so much to do in such situations.

Then from the sudden increase of intensity she knew he was coming. She just let herself get lost in the shudders, moans and groans he let out not realising that to others they would have sound like cavemen.

He pulled out to avoid accidents and they both feel asleep. Too exhausted to ask themselves if they were content.

She didn't know what time it was, but she was having a dream that was getting her incredibly turned on, and she woke up to realise that Karl was licking her clit. It was a rather pleasant sensation to wake up to and she didn't mind at all. In fact she was relaxed enough to have no inhibitions and was able to enjoy every little lick, like there was no tomorrow.

Karl positioned himself on his side to a 69 position, while still stimulating her and she took readily into her mouth the hard dick being offered. At times she was so lost in Karl's energetic tongue that all she could do was clasp her mouth around it and moan gutturally. Then she'd remember she was giving head and get back into it, until she was doing it mechanically and she found herself again one with him. The limits of her body was expanding to feel the ebb and flow of the different levels of pleasure.

When she thought she was going to explode, she pulled away from him, and then got on top of him, facing him. They started to kiss, their breathe mixing together all their fluids. The passion was still there, yet it was a much softer kiss. It had a languorous quality to it. He had his arms around her and was caressing her gently to his arms reach and squirming a little so to rub his entire body against hers.

Then he rolled on top of her and continued the full body rubbing, very slowly very gently. It was like magic at every touch, she was shuddering and shaking like a leaf, swept by the wind. Then it was like an explosion, and she found herself in the presence of a great black panther with very green eyes. She began a dance with the panther, having realised she herself was a wild cat, also with green eyes.

They frolicked in the fields and began play fighting, and rolling together completely entangled in one another. Then the vision broke.

It was at that moment that Karl slipped right into Sophie. The angle had been just right. His movements were slow, languorous. He was taking all of his time to go from the very tip to the deepest he could go. Sophie was squirming all over the bed and moaning softly. Every single inch of her physical body was sensually awakened. It felt like each movement was an orgasm in itself.

There were some soft tongue twirling kisses, and those more intense kisses in the neck and around the ears. The ones that made her shudder no matter whether she's turned on or not. But she was, so much so that she had managed to make a huge puddle on the bed.

But it had got to the point where she could no tolerate languorous. It was just too slow for her. She rolled him over, got on her knees and put her face down into a pillow, essentially leaving her butt up in the air, her legs spread wide. He knelt behind her and put his cock back in. That's when she took over. Her little butt was slamming strong into his groin in a pace that got progressively faster.

She was muffling her screams into the pillow as she took him as fast as she could. She was feeling as if she just couldn't get enough of him. She wanted him so bad. She felt she could just completely engulf him into her passion and desires.

Karl was getting close to coming but he didn't want it to end without taking Sophie just a little bit further. He tried to match her pace and timing as best as he could to increase the intensity of the penetration. She was roaring like a wild cat. She found herself back into her vision of the wild cat and presumed she was being consumed by the panther.

That all faded and that sensation of oneness returned. She enjoyed being able to roam freely between his body and her body, the frontiers and barriers totally non-existent. She could feel that he was trying to hold back ejaculating to prolong the pleasure and peak. She felt mischievous and decided that he was going to come in the next few seconds as she clenched her vaginal muscles into rhythmic pulsations. Combined with the wetness and intensity of penetration, Karl just couldn't resist and he came hard. She peaked again and saw the face of the panther fade away. before she collapsed right after he pulled out.

She lay there semi-conscious half entangled with him for 10 minutes. She was totally dehydrated, and needed to use the washroom. She went into the bathroom and decided that if she wasn't going to be sore all over the next day she should also go in the tub for 5-10 minutes so she set the water running as she emptied her bladder. She also took a much needed drink of cold water and was on her second glass when Karl came stumbling in, still a little wobbly on the knees. He too was thirsty.

They sat in the tub smoking a cigarette looking at each other and smiling. This was a look of contentment. She knew at that point that it didn't matter if she and Karl ever had sex again, although she did hope they would. The experienced shared was going to be cherished for many years to come.

July 1st/July 3rd 1997

Jessica Lovecraft