0 comments/ 20445 views/ 3 favorites Time Spent Apart By: static891 At the beginning of any relationship, there's a period of time where both people are absolutely on fire for each other. My story takes place during just this period. Bekah and I worked together. She was 18, and finishing up her senior year of high school. 5'8", blonde, and lean (she ran the 300m hurdles on the track team...and was quite good). She had legs that kept me up at nights, and a cute face with deep blue eyes. I was 20. I was finishing up my final year at the local community college, and had already moved about 45 minutes away in preparation for attendance at a 4-year school. We both knew that she'd be leaving for school, and that would be the end of our summer fling. While we hadn't had sex, it was a very physical relationship. Much to my frustration, the grinding/groping makeout sessions never ended with anything other than an uncomfortable feeling in my pants. I digress.. It seemed like the worst possible time for her to go out of town. Our makeout sessions had been getting exponentially more passionate. But, her parents had purchased an airline ticket for her to visit some friends she made while living in Ohio (she moved often in her teens due to her father's job). We kept in touch through phone calls, emails, and letters (sometimes more than one a day). While suggestive, they were hardly what one would consider "dirty". To my delight, one night I'm online, and get a message: "Hey Chris...I miss you. I hope you're saving up some energy for when I get back ;-)" My mind starts to race...my 20-year old hormones creating all kinds of alternative meanings for her message. We continue our instant message conversation for about 2 hours. I find out her friend is on a date, and should be back soon. Before she logs off, she turns on her friend's webcam, and I see her beautiful smile. I see her smile in my head for the rest of the night. I have the next day off, and decide to buy myself a webcam...thinking that it would be wonderful to be able to see each other later that day. I wait all day for her to come online...but she misses her usual time. I call her, only to find out she's partying with her friends. She promises to log on later that evening. I'm ready to leave when she logs on. I tell her about my surprise and turn it on. She does the same, only for me to see her and a friend on the other end. "This is my friend Stacey," Bekah notes, "I'm sorry we're late, but we got locked out of her car..." We continue to talk, and I can tell that they've been indulging in wine. They giggle incessantly, and they're talking in ways I've never heard Bekah talk before. It isn't far into the conversation before Stacey comments "Bekah says you're an athlete...do you have a six-pack?" I'm a little shy, and dismiss the question. She insists "I think you should show us your six pack!" I'm blushing, and she keeps insisting. I have no intention of taking my shirt off. I'm not going to be objectified... "I can't...Bekah wouldn't like it if I took off my shirt for you..." Phew, home free... "No...I think you should," Bekah says. Hoping to have some quality time talking to Bekah, I oblige. I figure it will end Stacey's involvement in the conversation, leaving Bekah and I in private. "Oh my...he DOES!" Stacey squeals...obviously feeling the effect of the wine. Bekah's looking a bit shy...even embarrassed. It's hard to tell on the webcam, but she appears to be blushing a smuch as I am... "What else is he hiding?" Stacey asks. I see the look on Bekah's face...it's a mixture of "get me out of here" and "this is a lot of fun"...it's a look that you don't see very often, and it gets me a bit nervous. "You should take off your jeans" she states matter-of-factly. At first I object...but with each request I find myself getting aroused. I'm 20, with an 18-year old (my girlfriend) and a 19-year old (whom I've never met) watching me, I've already taken off my shirt, and they want me to drop my jeans. Eventually, I cave. My jeans hit the floor, and I'm standing in nothing but my boxers. It becomes quiet evident to both of them that I'm enjoying the attention. "Umm...I think he's enjoying this!" Bekah says. "I think I am, too" Stacey adds. Their squeals and giggles make me a bit self-conscious. I realize I'm standing here on webcam with a throbbing erection with two attractive women watching and teasing me...not exactly what I planned for the evening, but - strangely enough - I'm REALLY enjoying it. "Baby, I want you to take off your boxers!!" Bekah squeals. It doesn't take much convincing this time, and before I know it, I'm stark naked, with 2 women staring at my aching erection. I feel exposed and aroused at the same time. The girls continue to laugh hysterically due to the situation and the alcohol. I can hear them on the other end of the microphone. Suddenly, Bekah shouts, "CHRISTOPHER...STOP PLAYING WITH YOURSELF!!!" I hadn't even realized I was doing it, but there was my hand moving up and down my engorged cock. They're laughing hysterically, and I'm suddenly embarassed. I quickly sit down so I'm "out of sight" of the webcam... "Oh, you don't need to stop...come back and show us" I oblige...feeling strangely embarrassed, but consumed with arousal. "You know, I left some hand lotion on your coffee table," Bekah mentions. "Use it how you see fit." I decide "why not" and grab the lotion. It's the scented lotion that you get at any department store, so I apply a small amount to my hand and resume pleasuring myself. The two girls aren't nearly as giggly or animated now...they are watching intensely. "More lotion" Bekah says... Another squeeze from the bottle, and I've resumed my rhythmic strokes. "How does it feel," asks Stacey. "Mmm...good. This is kinda fun" "Use more, then" In a matter of minutes, my erections and balls are slathered in lotion. I feel myself getting closer with every slow stroke. "Want another idea?" Stacey asks, with Bekah looking surprised... "What do you think, Bekah?" I ask. "Go for it" I nervously agree to do whatever Stacey comes up with. "Roll up your pillow, and pretend it's Bekah." Oh my...what have I gotten into? I roll up the pillow, and hold it in front of my as I insert my hard cock. "No, lay with it underneath you so we can see you hump it." I oblige, and I'm thrusting away at my pillow...not even caring about the lotion I'm ruining the pillowcase with. I realize the ridiculous nature of the situation...I'm butt naked, having sex with a pillow while 2 fully-clothed girls (one whom I've never met before) are watching and cheering me on. I don't care...as I get closer and closer to climax, it seems much more "right". I explode into the pillow, and the girls know immediately why I'm slumped over on my bed. "Show us" Stacey asks. I bring the pillow to the webcam and show one of the biggest loads I've ever shot. She says something to Bekah, and the giggle. With the glow of arousal gone, I feel much more self-conscious. I excuse myself and log off. Later that night, I received a phone call. Apparently, Bekah had enjoyed it, and wanted to give me a private show in person. When she returned, it was one of the most incredible sexual experiences of my life...but that's another story. Time Spent Apart Ch. 02 ***This is a continuation of "Time Spent Apart" which is filed in the Voyeurism/Exhibitionism portion of the site. ENJOY!*** It was a week and a half since our risque night on webcam...and Bekah had returned. Despite this erotic experience, she seemed as though nothing had happened. Our regular phone calls as she returned from her trip reflected none of our experiences from that night. I'd invited her to dinner, and it was minutes before her arrival. I hurriedly walked out of the shower, and dressed. I returned to my living room just in time to see her walking down my sidewalk. She looked fantastic...although her attire in no way reflected my expectations of our evening. She wore her usual short khaki shorts, "strappy" high heels (further showcasing her incredilby long, tanned legs), and a surprisingly loose-fitting T-shirt. The way she looked still got my blood pumping, but certainly didn't reflect the supercharged sexual nature of our long-distance encounter. I greeted her with a kiss, and as I reached to put my hands around her she pushed them away, saying No touching. I have a surprise for you". Confused and disappointed, I looked to her in disbelief. It had been weeks since we'd been together, and I was about ready to explode. "Let me turn off dinner...I want you to be naked when I return" Bekah stated. I was shocked by the matter-of-fact nature of her comment, but complied quickly. Off came my cargo shorts, my t-shirt, and with a deep breath my boxers hit the floor. Bekah came back from the kitchen, and gave me a look that sent the blood pumping to my manhood. She smiled, and came up to kiss me...her tongue in my mouth, her hands caressing my most sensitive places, yet not allowing me to touch her. "Since this is our first time, I want it to be memorable, Chris" she said devilishly. "Let's get kinky!" She told me she'd be right back from her car, and returned with rope. "Sit on the chair" she commanded, and I complied. She tied my wrists, elbows, knees and ankles to the kitchen chair. By this point I was getting so excited I could feel my pulse in my engorged member. "Close your eyes, Chris." "Why, when the view is so beautiful?" I jumped as she slammed her high-heeled foot on the chair between my legs. I jerked back instinctively to protect my genitals from the near-miss. I looked at her with a shocked look on my face. "Christopher, why would you question this? I'm not going to hurt you, but let me have some fun! Enjoy yourself!" I looked down at her freshly painted red toenails, and she moved her foot to gently caress my hard cock with her toes and the sole of the shoe. I looked back up to her, and she gave me a reassuring look. I closed my eyes and heard clothing hitting the floor. It killed me, but I resisted the urge to look. "You can open them now." I opened my eyes to see one of the most breathtaking sights a 20-year old man could imagine. My 18-year old girlfriend was standing in front of me wearing nothing but black lacey thong panties, a black satin bustier, and those same black strappy high heels. It was at this point I realized why I wasn't allowed to touch her...I'd have felt the bustier and known something was up. "Do you like it? Stacey and I went shopping after your show, and we thought you'd enjoy it." I was speechless...opting to just nod my head affirmatively. "If you're good, I'll untie you, and I'll take them off, too." She informed me that I was to sit quietly, as she modeled them for me. She brought out my SI Swimsuit Issue, and copied many of the poses. On her back with her hands in her hair, standing with her hips cocked and her thumb pulling down one side of her panties, and all the classics. Then, she started getting creative...and naughtier. She pulled down the front of her panties low enough for me to see she was shaved, went on the floor on all fours with her back arched so I could see her beautiful derriere from behind, and (my personal favorite) laid belly-down on the floor, with the back of her thong hooked on her long heel...moving up and down, stretching the material. Then she made her way to my chair. She put her knee on the chair, in between my legs tight against my balls. "You always liked my legs, right?" I nodded. "I want you to dry hump my leg." I looked at her in disbelief, but started shortly afterwards. I moved my hips, rubbing the sensitive underside of my rock-hard cock against her smooth leg. She ran her hands through my hair and talked dirty to me as I increased the velocity of my pumping. I must admit I was shocked when suddenly I blew my load all over her tan thigh. "Naughty...I didn't tell you to do that" she said as she rubbed my semen into her tan leg. "You'll have to make it up to me". She untied me, and instructed me to get on my knees. I gladly did so, and was instructed to remove her panties. I hurriedly pulled them down as her heeled feet stepped out of them. She lay in front of me, and invited me in for a taste. She was heavenly...I'll never forget the smoothness, the sexy noises she made, or the passionate things she told me as her hips began to buck. "Lay down on your back" she told me. I complied, and was pleasantly surprised when she straddled my face and as I tasted her, she took my cock into her mouth. The sensations overwhelmed me. It was one thing to receive oral, but to SHARE oral was new to me. She swirled her tongue around the head as I slowly licked the length of her opening, and worked my way to that most sensitive of spots. As I shot my seed into her mouth, she swallowed it eagerly and pressed her hips tight against my face. As we both recovered from the post-orgasm glow, I asked if she wanted to go all the way. "I have to head back home," she explained "plus, we need something to look forward to next time." We lay there for an hour or so, before tearing ourselves away from each other. It was only the beginning of the most passionate summer of my life...