Thrown Together (Closed for Opensesame54321)

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Vanessa's picking up his chant and the obvious urgency in her voice spurred Matthew on. Without her giving him any instructions he knew what she would be wanting him to do - for him to mimic them fucking as much as she was clearly doing on her end. From their previous actual fucking he also knew what her reactions would be like.

Matthew stopped stroking himself just long enough to spit really hard onto his hand in an attempt to replicate what he knew would be Vanessa's increasing juicy flow. He also clenched his hand harder, imagining what her pussy muscles would be doing if she were actually there. Keeping time with their mutual chant Matthew began to stroke his cock as hard and fast as he could.

Aaaaaarrrgggg!!

It took only the first half second of Vanessa's loud moan to push Matthew over the top. "Yess! Grrrruuuuhhhh!!!"
 
She lay there, a bit out of breath, her nude body craving him.

"Matthew, even long distance you know how to fuck." She had a thought. "I've got a surprise for you." She took a selfie of herself laying on the bed. She was nude, laying provocatively. She sent it to his phone. She hoped that he liked it and wasn't offended. It was a bit like what a college student would do.

"I hope you like it."
 
In the absence of a real woman in bed with him Matthew's erection began to lessen almost immediately after he came. The arrival of Vanessa's nude picture quickly reversed that course; his cock immediately rose to full attention. That, of course, gave him the obvious idea.

Using his own phone Matthew snapped a picture of himself, full erection included. He sent the picture immediately to Vanessa.

Smiling to himself, he said, "Rather than telling you if I liked your photo, I'm sending you one of mine that, I think, answers your question better than I could do so by voice."
 
She got Matthew's selfie.

"Matthew, I so wish I had you and that glorious cock between my legs right now. I sure do ache for you. This is now my new favorite picture."

She was smiling. "I have very fond memories of being stranded with a very sexy professor who knows how to fuck. I'm looking forward to the time I can visit." Matthew knew how to bring her mood up.
 
Their phone sex reminded Matthew how much he missed having Vanessa's body close to his. Beyond that, he realized that he missed her and he just enjoyed hearing from her. However, it would still take him another week or so to climb out of the work hole that he was in. If she came to visit before then, he wouldn't even be able to give her the attention that she deserved.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you as well, Vanessa." Matthew started to laugh heartily, "after the last few minutes how could I not miss you. But, I'm still really backed up with work, so I can't invite you to come visit this coming weekend, but, hopefully, the weekend after that should be free for me. Let's think about that, OK?"

Before Vanessa could answer, Matthew chuckled again, "Uh...in the meantime...might there be time on your busy agenda for another late-night call?"
 
Uh...in the meantime...might there be time on your busy agenda for another late-night call?

She laughed. "Oh course, I think that I can work you in." She teased. She missed him, and so missed the hot sex with him. No other man had ever shown her such intense passion. He knew how to, without being violent. And yet, he had held her in his arms, had even been gentle. Damn it! Why did she have to fall for the guy?

"Then I'll look forward to your next call." She blew him a kiss over the phone and quickly hung up before she turned him off by crying.
 
Matthew fell asleep after Vanessa hung up without ever leaving his bed. His dreams were filled with images of him and Vanessa in various erotic encounters.

Realizing how much he missed Vanessa, Matthew began pulling 14 hour work days, leaving just enough time for a shower, breakfast on the run, lunch at his office, and a quick dinner before getting a decent night's sleep. He was determined to dig himself out of the hole quickly enough to invite her to visit him sooner than he had thought possible. By Thursday, he was beginning to see daylight, and he didn't have a Monday class.

Late afternoon on Thursday Matthew sent Vanessa a text: Am further along in my work backlog than I thought I would be at this point. I know this is short notice, but I was wondering if you might be free to come down on Saturday. I don't have a class on Mon., so I'll be free until Tuesday morning. If you want to talk, call me after 10:00 tonight.
 
Am further along in my work backlog than I thought I would be at this point. I know this is short notice, but I was wondering if you might be free to come down on Saturday. I don't have a class on Mon., so I'll be free until Tuesday morning. If you want to talk, call me after 10:00 tonight.

Was he kidding! Of course she could come down! She had missed him so much. And maybe he missed her too. She sent him a text.

"Should be able to. Will call you tonight."

All day, she was excited. She had gotten a temp job stuffing envelopes. Normally she would be chomping at the mouth, wanting a job that let her use her brain. Unfortunately, there seemed to be a glut on the market of people with her qualifications.

She had never gone to college - had never even considered it as she didn't have the money for college. Now having met Matthew and knowing him, she began to wonder if maybe she could have really gotten somewhere in life. Maybe have a better job, or even a career.

She began to daydream. What would be her dream job.

10:00 could not get here fast enough. At 10:03, she dialed him.
 
Matthew had sent his original text in a fairly straight-forward manner, with little emotion showing. And, indeed, that's how he had thought of it at the time, but as the day progressed he became more and more excited about hearing from her. He was already in bed, with a cup of tea on his bedside table, by 9:55 anticipating Vanessa's call.

It didn't take long. At 10:03, she dialed him.

"Hi, Vanessa", Matthew chimed pleasantly. "How are you?" Having gotten the small talk out of the way, he proceeded to explain how he had worked diligently to get himself out of his work hole, and how they might spend their few days together, beginning in just two days on Saturday, but extending through Monday. They also discussed transportation arrangements. The small college town where Matthew worked was inaccessible by bus, so if Vanessa couldn't drive herself, then Matthew could pick her up at a bus or a train station in a larger Virginia city.

Considering their previous hot telephone conversation, this one seemed almost mundane. Although Matthew wanted to see Vanessa he was reluctant to display lots of emotion about their upcoming reunion. He was still very much unsure where this was all going. However, he certainly didn't want to come across as cold, both because of how he felt and because of their very high-energy encounters. So, he finished on a warm note.

"Well, Vanessa, I'm looking forward to seeing you." He couldn't entirely suppress a small laugh, thinking of their last encounters; he guessed that Vanessa heard his chuckle. "So, anything else you want to say before we hang up?"
 
She loved the idea of spending a weekend with Matthew. He explained where he was and she decided to drive out. Since she was basically a temp right now, she could leave when she wanted and come home when she wanted. She got the address from him.

Right now, she was as horny as ever and the thought of sex with Matthew was exciting her quite a bit.

Well, Vanessa, I'm looking forward to seeing you. So, anything else you want to say before we hang up?

She smiled at the thought. "I hope your cock is ready for a marathon workout, Matthew. What time Saturday should I be there?"

She hoped that wasn't too forward.
 
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I hope your cock is ready for a marathon workout, Matthew. What time Saturday should I be there?

Matthew laughed out loud for several moments at Vanessa's outrageously forward comment. He was beginning to believe that he and Vanessa had something going besides just sex, but it was abundantly clear that energetic sex was at the heart of their ties to one another.

"As for the time of your arrival, that's up to you. I should have my work all cleaned up by late Friday night and will have my house straightened up enough that I can host a lady for a visit. So, just call my cell when you're a half hour or so away anytime on Saturday, and I'll be sure to be home."

Matthew paused and started to laugh again. "As for the readiness of my anatomy, I can tell you that even right now, at this moment, you have the full attention of a certain part of my body."
 
"I'll shoot for 8:00am." She knew that she would have to leave a bit early but it was worth it just to see him again.

As for the readiness of my anatomy, I can tell you that even right now, at this moment, you have the full attention of a certain part of my body.

"Well, Matthew, I'm glad to know that it will be ready for some fun come this weekend. Save it for me!" She knew that it would take about 5 hours to get there.

"I'll see you Saturday!" She blew him a kiss over the phone and hung up. With a twinkle in her eye, she got on the phone and ordered a car. She would pick it up Friday and head out before dawn on Saturday.
 
Vanessa hung up before Matthew could respond to her statement that she would be at his house by 8:00 am. He hadn't thought about it much, but to the extent that he had, he had assumed that she would be blowing in in the early afternoon.

Vanessa's early anticipated arrival sparked an idea, and also immediately caused Matthew to make out a "To Do" list. Within moments of the end of the phone call, Matthew sent Vanessa a text: If you're going to be arriving as early as you say, then don't eat too much before you arrive. I will make a superb breakfast for us. I am pretty good at making omelets, and since I've been living in Virginia, I've been working on perfecting making Southern-style biscuits.

The first entries on Matthew's To Do list were easy to think of: (1) Finish your professional work completely to free up time; (2) Buy groceries; (3) Clean the whole house thoroughly; (4) Other stuff - to be added. He took a look at the list and thought about how much time each thing would take. It was daunting; he was feeling overwhelmed.

Suddenly, he had a thought. He wasn't well-off, but he wasn't poor either. Matthew took his pencil and scratched out #3, replacing it with: Get the number from the dept. chair of the cleaning woman who cleans his house. Call her ASAP; pay her whatever she asks. Matthew smiled to himself. He looked forward to cooking a great breakfast for Vanessa and him, but he was pretty sure that breakfast wasn't going to be the only treat that on Saturday morning.
 
If you're going to be arriving as early as you say, then don't eat too much before you arrive. I will make a superb breakfast for us. I am pretty good at making omelets, and since I've been living in Virginia, I've been working on perfecting making Southern-style biscuits.

Vanessa received his message and texted back to him.

'Sounds great. Can't wait to see you and I'll be very hungry when I see you.'

She smiled at the thought of this weekend visit. The rest of the week she managed to get some part time work, which made her very happy.

Friday night she packed her bag. Before, she had been going to a friend's wedding and packed clothes for that. This time, she packed her sexy sleepwear. And she made sure that she picked out clothes that were attractive, not necessarily sexy, but she wanted to not embarrass him should they go out in public.

She went to bed early and set the alarm for 2am. She was anxious to see him and spend time with him. He was sexy and smart and sweet and imaginative and so good looking. He was learned and in a way she envied him. She wished she could have gone to college. It would have been nice. She smiled.

2 am came early and she got up and showered and grabbed her bag. Once she locked up and packed the car, she was off while the night life was in full swing. Soon she was out of the city and on her way, her smartphone announcing her way there. The sun eventually rose on her right, it's light bright and welcoming.

According to her phone, she should arrive around 8:10. She punched in his number when she was about 30 minutes away.

"I'm starving, baby, so I hope you have sustenance!"
 
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Matthew's realization that he should hire someone to clean his house saved the day. First thing Friday morning he got the contact info for the cleaning lady he had in mind, and had called her by 8:30. She was available and happy to be getting some extra work. He decided to go full tilt on this. He contracted with the woman for a full day's worth of work, include straightening up, cleaning the entire house, washing the bed linens and towels, and whatever else she thought would be necessary.

Having been freed up from the house cleaning, Matthew took his laptop to the university library, found a quiet corner, and worked non-stop until about 6:30, by which time he had finished up all of his work. Dinner was fast food eaten quickly on his way to the grocery store to stock up on all of the things that he would need for preparing their breakfast, plus some sandwich-making materials and some canned soup as possible lunch food. He decided to take Vanessa out to dinner; the rest of the weekend food could be planned later.

Once home, Matthew double checked all of the work that the cleaning woman had done. Man, his place looked cleaner than it had since he first moved in. He decided to bed down early, so as to be well-rested in the morning.

Arising at 6:00 a.m., Matthew showered quickly, downed some coffee, and began to bake Southern style biscuits. The rest of the breakfast could wait until Vanessa was there, or nearly so.

When Vanessa called a little after 7:30 Matthew swung into action, brewing a large fresh pot of coffee, starting to fry potatoes and some slices of Virginia ham. He had all of the ingredients ready for several omelet variations, ready to accommodate Vanessa's culinary desires.

When Vanessa's car pulled up in his driveway Matthew put his cooking aside, opened his front door, and stood outside, waiting for her to exit her car. How they would spend the first minute of their reunion would, Matthew decided, be up to her.
 
Vanessa pulled into the driveway and saw Matthew step out in the front porch. She climbed out of the car and stopped. She wanted to rush into his arms, give him a hug and kiss, drag him to the bedroom and jump him, and fuck till neither one of them could move.

But she was aware that Matthew had a reputation to uphold here where he taught. She didn't want to cause him any problems. She stretched and smiled at him. She probably should stop and bring in her luggage, but all she could think to do was walk up the steps to him and throw her arms around him, giving him a big kiss.

As she hugged him, she could feel herself becoming so turned on just being so close to him. She whispered in his ear. "Baby, I'm starving. Do you have something that I could eat, and then, do you think that you could just fuck me silly? Unless you would prefer it the other way around?" She smiled at him real big.
 
Matthew laughed heartily at Vanessa's comment. He decided to just tell her exactly the thought that was running through his mind.

Matthew wrapped his arms tightly around Vanessa drawing their bodies close together. He gave her brief, but very intense kiss. Pulling back, he said through a broad grin, "If I hadn't already started frying the potatoes and the ham, and getting omelet makings all ready, you'd be on your back by now. But, I've made myself hungry just doing the cooking and I you said that you are starving, so we'll have to wait to satisfy that other hunger after breakfast."

Dropping his hold on Vanessa, but keeping his gaze on her, he asked, "So, what variety of omelet do you prefer?"
 
Vanessa loved the kiss that her gave her and just having his arms around her thrilled her so much. But what he said drew a hearty laugh from her.

So, what variety of omelet do you prefer?

"You know I have a voracious appetite! Whatever you have is fine. My very favorite is mushroom, red bell pepper and cheddar. But I'll take anything. And please can it have ham in it. And didn't you say something about biscuits? Can I help you with something? Can you tell that I'm hungry?" She laughed as she spoke. 2am had been a long time ago, according to her stomach.

She was so glad to know that he must have missed her too. Just being near him had triggered her sexual longing, but she loved seeing this homey side of him. This weekend would give her a chance of getting to know him better.
 
Matthew didn't have any red bell peppers, but he did have all of the rest of the food that Vanessa requested. He put himself busy to making omelets for both of them. When he laid all of the food out on the breakfast table, it looked like more than the two of them could eat. Turned out not to be true. They both attacked the food like they hadn't eaten in days.

Between bites Matthew couldn't take his eyes off of Vanessa. God, she was hot! Images from their time together flooded his mind. Pushing his chair back from the table as he gulped down the last piece of ham, Matthew grinned and said, "Now, Vanessa, what was it that you suggested as an after-breakfast activity?"
 
Vanessa was starving and easily ate the food put before her. Matthew was a good cook - a good thing to know.

Every time she looked up at him, she would catch him watching her, even if it was somewhat hungrily. When they finished, he pushed back from the table and, grinning at her, said,

Now, Vanessa, what was it that you suggested as an after-breakfast activity?

She stood and crossed to him, giving him a smile. His head was about at her breast and she ran her fingers through his hair. Gripping his hair and pulling his head back, she kissed him hard as she slipped her tongue out to quickly tease him. With a salacious grin, she whispered,

"I thought that you could take me to your bed and fuck me silly."
 
Matthew returned Vanessa's hard kiss with equal force, meeting her tongue with his thrust by thrust. As they kissed he slid his hand up her blouse, quickly finding the outline of her full breast and squeezing it teasingly.

I thought that you could take me to your bed and fuck me silly.

With Vanessa still gripping his hair Daniel wrapped his arms tightly around her and stood up quickly, pulling her up with him as he rose. Putting one strong hand under Vanessa's ass allowed her to straddle him around the waist. Wasting no time he carried her to his bedroom, never stopping their passionate kissing. Once there, Matthew threw them both hard onto his bed, him on top.

Briefly breaking their hard kissing, he said "Fucking you silly is a two-person effort. Convince me that you're ready."
 
Fucking you silly is a two-person effort. Convince me that you're ready.

She grinned at him and his cheeky answer. As they kissed she began to work with eager fingers. She slipped him out of his shirt in record time. Her fingers fumbled a bit as she divested him of his pants and underwear. Her hands grabbed his ass, pressing his now naked body between her legs to rub against her jeans.

Her hand took hold of his cock and began to stroke it as she broke off the kiss. Staring him in the eyes she said, "I got you stripped in record. Now it's up to you. Do you really want to fuck me?" She grinned, wondering if he would take the challenge.
 
Even though he was used to Vanessa's quick moves, the speed with which she undressed him took Matthew by surprise. Clearly, there wasn't going to be much foreplay in this session.

He took up Vanessa's challenge with gusto. As she stroked his cock he grabbed her pull-over top by its bottom hem and ripped it up over her head so quickly that it caused her to gasp loudly. With one move he rolled them over, unbuttoned her jeans and ripped them up over her ass, using his feet to push them completely off of her.

Having completed her undressing, Matthew rolled their two naked bodies back over, landing his hips and legs in between hers. He slammed his mouth down on Vanessa's, thrusting his tongue deep inside, while using one hand to grab and knead her swollen breast roughly. With a now-practiced motion born of their previous encounters, Matthew slid his hard cock smoothly all of the way into her waiting, wet pussy.

"Does this answer your question?," Matthew groaned as he started to pull back, making ready for his first thrust.
 
Matthew took the gauntlet that she threw down and ran with it, stripping her and sinking his cock within her wet depths quicker than she thought possible.

Does this answer your question?

She smiled at him and nodded, wrapping her legs around his hip in anticipation of the hard fucking they both needed.

"Ride me hard, cowboy. I've gotten a bit wild and need to be tamed." She whispered in his ear.
 
Matthew knew what Vanessa wanted, and he knew what he wanted; and they were both the same. However, he also knew how exciting anticipation could be and how erotic it can be to be teased rather than immediately fulfilled. Summoning all of the self-control that he had, he decided to go for the tease.

Matthew slid back into her very slowly. "If an animal needs to be tamed, sometimes the best thing to do is to just stroke them very softly." With that comment, he started a very slow, gentle in-and-out movement. After about two such rhythmic cycles, he grunted through his clenched teeth:

"Unless, that is, the wild animal starts to buck."
 
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