Galens Request

Grinning Belladonna ran up the stairs, she knew that soon Galen would be on. She couldn’t wait to talk to her lover, even if he was in a different country and four hours ahead, she loved him. She really did, she loved the way he made her feel, wanted and oh so loved.

Just talking to him made her feel special, and every time they talked, she discovered something new about him, his likes and dislikes, hell he didn’t care if she dated anyone in real life, and as long as she was his online.

Sometimes she wondered what it would be like to be fucked by him, that and to be made love to by him. Some day’s she wondered if both were possible at the same time; she was after all a virgin, untouched by any but for her own touch. Sure there had been people who wanted her, but she didn’t want them, yes she experimented, but she was still a virgin.

She knew some of her likes, a little pain, and a little dominance; whether it be her being dominated or her being dominate it didn’t matter really, but with him, she had to change what her likes were, and she would do so willingly. As long as he gave a little and tried a little bit of what she liked.

Signing on she sighed happily, there he was, waiting for her. As soon as he saw she had signed on he messaged her saying hello.

Galen:
‘Ello

Waiting impatiently for my love:

Hey babe! How’re you? I missed you so much… I wish you were here, or I there.

Galen:

I know, I wish the same, if you were here… I’d be cuddling you and loving you… What would you want to do?

Waiting impatiently for my love:

I’d want to cuddle, use you as my pillow, you making love to me. I’d want to try oral on you… Oh gods, I wish you were here to take care of this problem. I’m so wet, my panties are already soaked through!

Galen:

Tell me you’re fantasies baby.

Waiting impatiently for my love:

I want you, inside me, hard and full. Running your hands through my hair down my body, eating me out, making me cum, telling me what you’re going to me as you do so, I want you to make me yours.

Galen:

*grins* That might be possible. I have a surprise for you.

Waiting impatiently for my love:

Oh? What might that be baby?

Galen:

If I tell you, it wouldn’t be a surprise!

Waiting impatiently for my love:

Fine fine, ah hell, I gotta go. My mums calling me, its dinner, will you be on later?

Galen:

I might be.

Waiting impatiently for my love:

Kk. I hope you will be…. I miss you so very much.

Galen: I know.

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Belladonna sighed and ran downstairs, she was hungry, but at the same time she wanted to talk to Galen… She truly loved him, and wished they could be together IRL. But at the moment that wasn’t going to happen, she’d just barely turned eighteen, and they had met about five months previously. Smiling softly, she remembered what she had given him as a birthday present, she had turned her cam on and given him a strip tease, then she had showered with her cam on and he watched her. It was his twentieth birthday, ten days to the day after hers. September twenty-ninth.

Reaching the dining room she stopped dead, standing in front of her was Galen, her eyes wide and mouth gaping she stared. Giving her smoldering look, Galen grinned and walked to her, sweeping her into his arms, he whispered into her ear, “As much as I want to kiss you, I won’t. Not now, however I will soon,” Lowering his voice even more, he said, “And I’ll fuck you senseless.”

Pulling away from her, he turned to her parents, “Thank you for helping me surprise her, now it’s time for me to take her out for dinner. I’ll have her back by about midnight.”

Nodding her parents let her go, after all she was of age, and there was nothing her parents could really do to stop her. Walking out the door with her love was the most liberating feeling ever, tilting her head she let the last of the suns rays bathe her face and she felt the last of the heat leave the cement and the coolness of the first days of fall.