Slow Lightning

Roland De Villiers never asked to fall in love over the internet, through a chatroom no less. After finishing school, during summer break he moved out of home, deciding that at eighteen it was time to stand on his own two feet and show his parents and the rest of his family that he could be responsible and survive on his own.

Roland found this time to be a challenge but a fun challenge nevertheless. Before leaving his parent's house, he spoke to them about taking the computer with him, as they had no use for a computer and they readily agreed, knowing the space that the computer took up could be better utilized by their own plans.

The first two weeks after moving into the new rental property, he set up new accounts for electricity, a phone line and reinstalled his internet connection having taken up the option of Broadband. Roland continued to work at his full time job during the day and when he came home he would log onto the internet and go room hopping.

It was at this time, whilst he was wandering the multitude of rooms in cyber-space that he came upon a chatroom that instantly appealed to Roland. It was unlike any chatroom he had visited before. Usually Roland visited arts and hobbies chatroom, but late one night out of sheer boredom and etched in horniness, he clicked on the adult interest section of the ISP he used and scrolled down the list of rooms. A room with the title 'Adult Steambath', seemed to call out to him and Roland clicked on the enter link. The screen flashed 'loading - please wait a minute' - and after what seemed to be a million minutes the chatroom appeared.

What surprised and amazed Roland from that first visit to that chatroom was the friendliness and apparent willingness of many of the room regs as they called themselves to make welcome new people (known as newbie's). Roland found himself drawn day after day back into the room and soon he became friends with many people in the room. If someone had told Roland he could become addicted to a chatroom, he would've laughed at that person. But now with Roland not realizing it, he was addicted to the chatroom.

As time passed, Roland grew close to a certain woman, they shared pictures and many one on one talks and even the occasional phone chat. But none of these voice chats, Instant Messages or emails were erotically based. The lady's name was Cylene and she was from the eastern United States. This proved to be a major issue between them, as Roland was from New Zealand. The distance was 17, 0000 miles away and an ocean away. But this in the end did not deter their friendship from continuing to expand and grow and soon they were so comfortable with each other that they both felt it was time to test new waters in their relationship.

The opportunity for both of them came during the beginning of a innocent enough Instant Message,

Roland: Hello my friend, how are you?

Cylene: I'm fine my dear friend.

Roland: Good to hear.

Cylene: How are you doing Roland?

Roland: Ok and you?

Cylene: Just doing all this mail that people send me.

Roland: Ok do you mind if you have my company?

Cylene: I don't mind at all Roland.

Roland: Good, I am here ::smiling::

Roland sat back in his seat, reading the IM again. It seemed lately each time he chatted with Cylene, a smile never left his face. He knew he was starting to like her more than just the friendship value. Biting his lower lip, he continued on with the IM.

Cylene: Nobody to entertain you tonight?....I'm flattered you chose me.

Roland: I like talking to you my Cylene.

Cylene: awww well thank you sugar.

Roland: yw hon

Cylene: What should we talk about tonight?

Roland: Whatever you choose, any topic I am open

Cylene: oh my so many things ....I can't pin it down to just one.

Roland at this point, clicked open a personal folder on the computer desktop that he stored her picture, Cylene had sent to him of herself. For the hundredth time he opened that picture, only this time, for the first time, he saw Cylene for the beautiful lustful woman she was, not just as a friend. He knew then and there, that he wanted Cylene - only he did not want to mess up their close friendship. Cylene was 130lbs, with long brown hair to her lower back with tinted reddish highlights flowing down her hair. She had the most gorgeous golden brown eyes and came from Wichita, USA. He returned his attention back to the IM and tried to concentrate even though it was hard to behave.

Cylene: I like you Roland.

Roland: Thankyou, I can't see what you see in me though?

Cylene: I see a gentleman that likes alot of things I like. And you have been very nice to me.

Roland: I always will Cylene

Cylene: I'm glad ...I value your friendship....and more.....

Roland: As I do yours sweetie.

Cylene: Talk to me sugar.

Roland: Yes I am here, always here.

Cylene: What's wrong love?

Roland had to wonder when she asked that question, if through his words, she could tell that he was on the threshold, that his mind was weighing the pro and con's of wanting to take their friendship to the next level - becoming lovers.

Roland: Just feeling flustered and hot my body is kind of getting erotically charged.

Cylene: Is there anyway I can help you out?

Roland: Just be yourself. Be here, be my friend. Continue to guide me and help me as you do. That's the best way of helping me.

Cylene: I will always be here darlin'. ::wrapping my arms around you and hugging you tightly::

Roland took a big breath. He could almost feel Cylene's arms around him, tightly holding him. He almost could smell her sweet fragrance invade his nostrils as he breathed her into his soul and body. At that moment he felt a hot flush flow through his body and he instinctly reached down with his bands and unbuckled his belt loosening the denim jeans he was wearing. His fingers next reached down and lowered his zipper, he was aware of the hum of his computer and his deep breaths. And Roland decided to take the plunge and hope that Cylene would be there to catch him and accept his invite.

Roland: ::Hugging you to me. My arms sliding around your waist…Looking at you as I smile into your eyes::

Cylene: Roland? If I can help you let me know how.

Roland: Yes Cylene, I do need to be helped. Better yet…what would you like to do?

Cylene: I can be whatever you want Roland, just name it. I want to make you feel good…I'm not sure how you will feel about me after though.

Roland: I want this to happen, Cylene. I have wanted this to happen for a while. I have feared the outcome of this same situation – if we become more than friends. But I want this to happen. I want you ::Sliding my fingers along your cheeks, palms sliding along your warm cheeks as I lean in and kiss your lips this time in a way that shows you I want more than friends for us. Parting the kiss, leaning back a smile etched on my face::

Roland's body felt on fire. Each sentence he typed sent shards of adrenaline coursing through his achingly wanting body. He could feel the stirring of his cock as it rose, responding to instinctual primal urges against his jeans. He lifted his hips and awaiting her response he slid his jeans down his legs and then shucked them to the side. Roland could feel a sweaty patina form on the back of his neck as he prepared himself for what was to come.

Cylene: ::My soft hands sliding down your arms to your hands taking them in mine as we share the kiss that I so much wanted, knowing you have wanted the same. Once the kiss is broken by you, I look into your eyes licking my lips softly:: Roland, you will always be a friend. That I am sure of whatever happens tonight.

Roland: ::Taking your hand intertwined with yours to my lips and kissing it gently:: I feel the same way Cylene…Mmmmm

Cylene: Let's not worry about role-play love. No clothes, just unbridled passion tonight. I so want you Roland ::Kissing down your chin and softly down your throat, my warm wet tongue licking your flesh…gently nibbling you as my mouth moves around your flesh.

Roland: ::Whispering:: Mmmmm that feels so good. Enjoying the feel of you. Ohhh, yes! ::Breath deepening, my own hands sliding into your soft silken strands and stroking your hair::

Cylene: ::My hands moved down your firm chest. Soft fingers brush over your nipples. Teasing you as I brush over a nipple feeling it harden at my touch. Kissing your skin, tasting more of you::

Roland: Yesssss…Mmmm ::My body shaking from your ministrations. My fingers tightening their hold on your soft hair::

It was actually happening! Roland quickly reread the starting passion between Cylene and himself. His right hand took hold of his thick throbbing shaft, his body a livewire as his senses reached overdrive. He was getting into this and promised himself he would enjoy it as much and if not more than Cylene.

Cylene: Tell me sugar, I will do anything for thee ::Sliding you back, laying you down on the bed::

Roland: Mmmmm ::Gasping:: I need to feel you, to be one with you.

Cylene: ::Crawling up your body, straddling your firm frame, my knees on either side of you. Sitting astride. Leaning down over you darlin' and kissing your lips with a deep desire::

Roland: ::My own fingers wandering over your warm tender flesh…grabbing your hips and gripping you as you lean down to kiss me. My lips return the passionate kiss with my own pent up desire. Moaning into your mouth, as our tongues meet in our very own delirious dance:: God…I want you so bad.

Cylene: ::Smiling after our kiss breaks after long drawn out moments lost in each other's roiling desires:: As you wish baby

At that very moment as Cylene finished typing the IM disappeared. And before Roland could react the computer started its shut down. Tapping furiously at the keyboard, the computer was unresponsive. He growled not believing his luck. The computer shut down but not completely. Roland wanted to cum. He wanted to release. In front of him the computer screen changed to a blue empty screen. Roland realised through the haze or desire and horniness that something was definitely peculiar. A sharp intake of breath was exhaled when in the middle of the blue screen 3 words in white was typed out;

COME TO BED

Roland's heart pounded from a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He stood up and his curiosity got the better of him. He didn't know how he did it but walking with an erection is difficult at the best of times, he walked to his bedroom down the hallway and opened his bedroom door. He didn't bother to turn on the lights because moonlight streamed through the half-opened curtains and he could see the outline of a person – a female.

"It's me Roland. It's Cylene. Come fuck me, I need you as much as you need me. Come fill me up with that hard thick cock. I need it. Now!"

For a moment Roland was numb struck. A part of his brain was trying to state that was happening was entirely impossible. But the larger and most vocal part of his brain was screaming out; "Don't ask questions. Fuck her, you always wanted to. Now's your chance." And Roland gave out to the larger vocal part of his brain. He closed the door behind him that meant the only light in his bedroom came from the moonlight streaming through his curtains. He could see a hand reach out from the bed toward him, Cylene was reaching out for him. He moved to the bed and took her hand. He noticed her hand was warm. "I hope I am not dreaming this!" he thought to himself.

Almost dreamlike it happened that he was laid back on his bed, and he could see the beautiful curvaceous figure of Cylene outlined by the soft blue light of the moon across her flesh slide up his body. Roland felt her hand grasp his cock that responded by twitching in her hold. She began to gently stroke his shaft and Roland moaned and exclaimed his pleasure. Her fingers spread his warm slick pre-cum that wet his cock as Cybele stroked Roland faster, moving up and down. Roland could feel pressure well up, his mind and body lost in the moment.

"Cum on your puss baby before I fuck you," the soft hauntingly sexy voice of Cybele called out. With that, her hand applied extra pressure, his wet cock throbbing as she slid up and down. Roland pressed his hips up, knowing he was so close to orgasming. It was only when he felt his sensitive hot cockhead rub against her pussy lips as she ground herself against him that he hissed he was going to cum. His body was raked in orgasmic tremors and his first spurt of thick hot cum came welling forth against her wet hot slit as he painted her puss with his cum. Roland's hands slid up to her hips and he thrust against her over and over as hot cum splashed on her pussy lips and clit. Cybele continued to rub, using her lover's cock to rub his cum against her sweet wanting opening and her ever pulsing hard clit.

"God, Roland, I am going to ride you now. I so have been looking forward to fucking you good. I am going to be your cowgirl tonight." Cybele stated this in a voice Roland could only describe as the most sensual and arousing.

Roland's hands moved lower and cupped her asscheeks, squeezing them, as he felt Cybele place his still rock hard cock at her very hot and sopping wet cunt. Roland grunted and growled as Cybele slowly and sensuously sank down his cock inch by inch filling herself with Roland's hardness. She moaned and bucked her hips until he was buried to the hilt fully inside her hungry tight cunt. The moonlight criss-crossed her flesh and Roland could not talk. Cybele slowly ground herself on his cock, pushing him deeper and around her clenching tight walls, rubbing him, sucking him in. She took his hands from her ass and raised them to her slightly bouncing breasts holding her hands over his.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck Cybele, you feel so tight, so nice," was all Roland could say between his growls and moans and whimpers. She now increased her pace, rocking up and down his throbbing twitching length. Roland enjoyed feeling her sucking velvety walls around his manhood. He thrust his hips in tandem with her movements. When she rocked up he thrust up, and followed her back down as she worked her wet sopping cunt over him.

Cybele moaned and voiced her own words; "Mmmmm ohhhhh yesss" which was a chant over and over as she lifted up and then plunged down hard and fast riding Roland's cock harder and faster. He squeezed and fondled her breasts, almost digging into her soft mounds. Roland could feel the pressure in his groin tense and well up. Roland tore one of his hands free and moved quickly down her body finding her hard sensitive clit and rubbed, wanting to bring her to a glorious orgasm as he was approaching a big one himself.

"Lean down baby, fuck your cock hard…cum…cum with me Cybele," he hissed in a raspy voice overcome with the sheer passion of the moment. He rubbed her hard clit harder, feeling her cunt tighten ever more forcing him to thrust up more savagely overtaken by a raw animalistic quality. Cybele groaned and gasped with each thrust now that they were fucking each other. Roland thrust hard and deep, fucking her back just as much as she was fucking him.

She leaned down over him, mashing her breasts up and down his sweaty chest as she rocked and plunged up and down his cock. Her lips searched for his and they kissed hard with their lips pressing. Cybele moaned into his mouth as she stopped rocking, feeling Roland pound her, he was taking charge. Their flesh was slapping and moving. Roland growled into her ear, "I am close Cybele…so close to filling you with my cum."

Roland felt then the waves crash through his body. He knew these waves of impending orgasm and he wanted to cum so badly inside his lover. "Mmmmmmm cum in me lover, darlin'…cummm in your puss" she begged to him.

She rode his cock harder, retaking control, knowing any moment they both her going to cum. She tightened her cunt muscles even more, making his cock feel like it was in a vice. Roland could feel her spasms as his body tensed, they were fucking each other raw. He pressed against her clit and she moaned and yelled out, "Ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk yessssssssss." Her hot cum coated and spasmed all over Roland's cock. She released in torrents, bucking him hard, riding him like the cowgirl she was.

This in turn slipped Roland over the edge and his body rose up and let go, "Ohhhhhhhh Cybele babyyyyyyyyyyy." His climax caused him to wrap his arms around her body and bring her right on top of him. His hips pumping up against her, he gave her every spurt of his thick crème. They were both gasping, taking long breaths. He felt her cunt milking his cock, trying to get every last drop. He groaned, "Ohh yesss baby."

Their cum mixed as they rocked their bodies together, moving slower and slower riding out their own climaxes as well as enjoying each other. A shred of moonlight lit her face revealing her beauty to Roland. She smiled down at him, he tenderly smiled back. They kissed once more, this kiss more subdued but just as passionate, they were relishing each other's afterglow. Cybele parted the kiss first and whispered down at her newfound lover;

"Do you feel better Roland?"

He chuckled and nodded, "Thanks to you, a lot. Very much so."

She kissed his lips again and softly said, "You're welcome Roland. You did fine. You are a great lover." Her words were like a second climax for Roland and he caressed her hair as they basked in the afterglow of lovemaking. "So are you, Cybele, and you will always be a friend to me…I enjoyed every moment of our lovemaking."

"So did I love so did I. And I hope I can feel you again…sometime…" she responded.

At that Cybele rested her head on his chest. Roland felt a tiredness overcome him and he closed his eyes, his fingers still caressing his lover's hands. The last thought he had was hoping this night would never end, before he fell into a fitful sleep.

NEXT MORNING….

A ray of sunlight on his eyes awoke Roland from his restful slumber. He yawned and remembered in brief detail the events last night and turned to the side. Where Cybele should have been, there was nobody. He sat up and looked around his room. There was no sign of Cybele. Did I dream all this? Was any of it real? were the thoughts running through his mind. His apartment was quiet and he knew he was alone. Roland sighed and stood up from the bed. He noticed he was naked and took not too much notice as he slept naked almost every night in the warmer months.

He opened his bedroom door and called out to Cybele, there was never an answer back. He took a towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around his lower torso and entered the room that stored his computer. He sort of dejectedly sat down on his computer chair and looked at the wall. I think I'm going crazy. I dreamt this all up. He shook his head and spun his chair around to face the computer….

Roland's breath caught momentarily. The computer screen was on, showing the blue screen from last night. Except this time a short message was typed in the same font as the message last night;

THANKYOU ROLAND FOR LAST NIGHT. I STILL CAN FEEL YOUR SEED IN ME. IT WAS NOT A DREAM XXX CYBELE

Roland smiled and proceeded to log on. He had much to discuss with Cybele. And he needed to know how last night happened. But what he didn't know at that point was that Cybele would introduce him to many mysteries and experiences. And his future was from that point on be inexplicably tied with Cybele Freebourne. Nine months later Cybele would give birth to a healthy baby boy who they would name Peter Freebourne.