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I have a marvelous mast' technique that I'll tell you about, but it so bizzare and unbelievable that you may dismiss it; you probably will not want to try it yourself as it is so hard to believe.
Two years ago, I had the most amazing affair online with the loveliest woman in Romania called Daniela. We developed such a strong love and desire for each other, swopping photos and fantasies. As is predictable, our fantasies became very intimate and in time we often used to exchange ideas in real time when we met in our private chat rooms on Yahoo! We could almost predict what each other was thinking, taking cues from our mood and the things we said. At times our "cybering" became very hot and intimate. Yet this is not what I mean to tell you about. We developed a far better form of pleasure.
I became aware at times, usually in the early morning, that I felt as if Dani was in my room. When we discussed it at some stage, she said that she often awoke, (2 hrs ahead of me) and felt the same thing. She later admitted that she was sometimes able to maximise her aroused state by touching and feeling herself, saying that it almost felt as if I were touching her; a great compliment I felt.
Later, I suggected that we might try an experiment where we both masterbated at exactly the same time with the hope of being able to "feel" each other. We both were able to find a time in the week when we could be sure we are alone at home, for us it was the same time every week. Just prior to our meeting time, I took a shower and prepared myself just as if we were able to meet in reality. Ten minutes before the agreed time, I slipped into my bed and allowed the feeling of warmth to grow. I lay down with closed eyes, early in the afternoon and tried to imagine Dani climbing into her bed, naked as I was.
In a while, my rod would warm up and twitch, ready for the action! I imagined Dani walking around the bed, brushing her short bobbed hair, maybe looking in the mirror. Maybe she felt a little foolish also; "would he be doing this as he promised?" Soon though, my mood changed, my cock is very warm and it feels so sensitive. I have pointed it straight up so that it is held there by the weight if the duvet. The pressure also added to the throbbing sensation as my tool, now solid started to jerk and throb. I imagined that I was able to float through the air and hover above Dani as she snuggled under her coverings, alone in her bed. I whispered to her as I kissed her face, smelling the scent of her soap, feeling the damp still in her hair. I tried to breathe in her breath as she exhaled wanting to feel her body in mine.
I ordered her to push the cover away from her 40 year old breasts; I could then see the two lovely soft globes, hanging sideways with nipples erect. Dani sighed for me and moved her hands down to her belly. I can feel what her hands feel, just like mine, they feel the growing body heat from her naked flesh. I whisper to her to part her thihgs, she does so and goes on to rub her palms over her sex. I imagine her hands soothing the flesh of her thighs, moving close to her warm slit. In my bed, I am now squeezing the tingling rod, feeling the cool of the damp tip as fluid oozes from me. I stroke slowly, as if Dani could see me. I lift the duvet and look at the solid rod in my hands. I do not need to stroke very hard as the whole of my body is tingling with desire. I push my hips high and I feel the sensation of my balls, preparing to shoot my seed. I stop instantly and let the passion cool. More clear ooze seeps from my cock and in a minute or so, I spread it around the tip of my cock. As I do this, the tight skin rolls back and I cover my sensitive cock-head with the fluid. As the skin flips over the swollen helmet, it makes my balls ache again. The tiny bit of skin under my helmet is stretched and sends the most exciting sensation along my rod, deep into my belly.
Again, my balls try to shoot out my seed and I try to stop it by leaving my cock alone. I quickly pull the skin over the gooey tip and relax as much as possible. Now, I can feel Dani as if she were hovering over me. I can see her breasts hanging down, heavy and soft, mature and shapely. I pretend that I can lick one of her nipples and I can taste the beautiful hint of her sexuality in the back of my throat. In my head, Dani grips me and slids the tip of my tool along her slippery slit, sighing as she does. Then she lowers herself onto it, feeding it into her tiny hole. I start again to stroke the tool and again, far too soon, my balls want to deliver. I can't stop my hand even though I want to make it last, then, in seconds, my spunk explodes from me. I just mange to kick the duvet away as mess shoots in the air, onto my chest and over the sheets to my side. I gasp loudly after this as the sensation was so powerful. I relaxed then and dreamed of Dani and I really making love.
Later, I wrote an account of my experience to her and she told me that she did go to her bed at the same time, she did shower first, as I did and she did brush her hair. Most stunning though, she assured me that she climaxed three times, the first two being very close together and for the third, she imagined herself in my bed.
We did this many times after this and we were quite sure that we were 'communicating' though I do not make any claims about this aspect of our remote lovemaking. If you call it plain masturbation, then that's fine by me. It certainly was the most amazing wank sessions I have ever had.
