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These feelings are overwhelming. She can't help but be excited, but at the same time she is a bit embarrassed. Should a normal, non-slutty woman be feeling this way? A warm tingly feeling is raging a course through her body. The dampness between her legs is a the sign she has never felt before while she is alone. She keeps wondering if she should feel dirty by the tightness in her lower abdomen. What is this feeling that she is feeling? Never in her life has she felt so alive, so uninhibited, so out of control. She's not sure she likes this new feeling. How will she deal with this new achy feeling? She knows that it is that man that makes her feel this way. This is the only time a man has captured her attention enough to have these feeling of lust and want and need without the object of said feelings being right in front of her to alleviate the tension. How can a man she has not even been on a date with cause such a strong urge in her? She talks to him on the phone since he's been gone. She gets as giddy as a schoolgirl with her first crush. By the end of the conversation she is ready to explode. He brings out so much want by just being him.
She's been having these amazing dreams of him touching her every since they last saw each other. The feelings are raw and unadulterated. She has been waking up all sweaty and breathing heavy. She's even found her hand between her legs where she can feel her wetness. How will she be able to make it until he gets back. There is so much want and need for him now. How can she possibly be able to wait the weeks until she sees him again? How will she be able to control herself throughout an entire date? She will have to relieve some of these lustful feelings before then. How will she be able to do that without feeling like a complete nympho? She has always thought of women who get themselves off as be perverted deviants. She is not one of these people. She just doesn't know how to deal with the strong feelings that he has provoked in her. 'I wonder if he is having the same problem.' She thinks to herself.
The phone rings.
"Hello!"
"Uh, hi Lorelai."
"Oh hi. How are you doing tonight?"
"I'm good. Liz and TJ are getting better. I should be home by the end of the week."
"Nice try mister. I've heard that line before… I'd like to believe you, but you don't have a good track record."
"I know and I'm sorry. Will it help if I tell you I'd rather be there than here?"
"A little. I wish you could be here now though. I've had a lot of time to be thinking about us."
"Huh, is that a good or bad thing?"
"Well, it depends on how you look at it."
"Hmm, I'm not sure how to take that. Are you rethinking the whole thing of you and me?"
"Oh God no! I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to sound like that…The thoughts I'm having are definitely good ones. It's the feelings that are provoking the more… uncomfortable thoughts. If you get what I mean?"
"Uh well no I don't know what you mean. How can good thoughts cause feelings that cause bad thoughts?"
"Well let's just say that the bad thoughts are a little less virtuous than I'm used to having."
Lorelai can feel the heat rising in her face, along with the overwhelming feeling burning in her belly. There has never been a time when Lorelai has felt so comfortable with someone that she would actually consider having the conversation that she was about to have now with Luke.
Luke just sits back listening to her heavy breathing, a slight glint of mischief in his eyes. "Well maybe I can help if I knew a little more about these... new thoughts."
The fire was starting to rave throughout Lorelai as she sunk down on her bed getting comfortable. "I'm not sure where to start. Like I said I'm not used to these thoughts. I get these tingly feelings when I think about us. I start to get all warm and excited... then I start to think about doing these things... to myself. Oh God. I can't believe I'm telling you this."
Luke lays back getting a little more comfortable as well. He is very familiar with the overwhelming urge to touch himself when thinking of Lorelai. Although he too is uncomfortable in doing so. I seems a little dirty and he doesn't want to taint this new found relationship that is starting between them.
"It's OK.I understand," he groans. "Believe me, I know. I think it has to do with the years of us fighting this thing between us is finally catching up. The thoughts ofus is very exciting and scary. At the same time, the thought of us being together finally is very provocative."
"Wow. I'm glad I'm not the only one who is getting turned on by just the thoughts of us. We've always had this chemistry between us. It's so intense." Lorelai starts to wiggle her hips further down on her mattress. She just can't sit still when thinking about Luke.
"Luke, do you ever dream of me?"
"Yes!" He yelled a little to loud and eager. He cleared his throat. "Yeah, I've had my own... thoughts of us." He groans at the thought as he is getting hard just having this conversation.
"Luke, do you really think that you will be home soon? I mean... I'm just ready for us to start something, I just can't stand it. I feel like such a slut thinking the things that I'm thinking, feeling the things that I'm thinking. I don't want to feel so lustful... oh God, I just can't help it," she panted out the last few words. Her feelings are getting the best of her now. Now she was the one groaning from frustration.
"Lorelai, don't get so upset. I know how you feel. I don't want to be away anymore either. The anticipation is killing me too. Just thinking about you and that kiss. Oh God, that kiss... I can still feel your breath on my face." He groaned again in frustration. "I should kill Kirk and his imaginary assassins for interrupting us. Oh God!" He yelped the last out of the pain from his pants. They are suddenly way too small to hold his erection. He tries to quietly unsnap and unzip his pants to release his massive length from its captivity.
"What was that?" Lorelai inquired. She had heard a noise from the silence on his side of the phone.
"Uh, I don't really want to tell you what it was. I could say nothing but that would be a lie. If I tell you the truth, you might think of me as a pervert." He winced as he finished the last sentence and gasped waiting for her reaction.
"What could you possibly have done to make me think you are a pervert?" She gasped loudly through the phone as it occurred to her that she was not the only one getting hot and bothered by their confessions. "Why Luke, are you doing something naughty?"
Worriedly he starts, "It's not what you think. I just suddenly got extremely uncomfortable in the confines of my jeans. I just unfastened them, I swear. I'm not doing anything else." He sighed heavily full of embarrassment.
"Luke, believe me if I had something to release to be more comfortable, I would." She uttered slowly in a shy tone. "I can't believe that I am not more flustered having this conversation with you. I have never been so open... Oh God, Luke. I can honestly say I wish you were here. I'm so hot and excited. I can't sit still. My mind can think of nothing but you. You're right. All of these years of us bantering and flirting are catching up to us... I'm so hot." She keeps shifting trying to get comfortable in her bed. Maybe if she changes out of her jeans into something less constrictive and that breathes.
Luke hears some rustling from the other side of the phone. He thinks while she is distracted by something he will rid himself of his jeans. Once he is a bit more comfortable he gets that sexy glint that every man does when thinking of a fantasy.
"Lorelai, what are you wearing?"
She had just freed herself from her blouse and jeans, now only clad in her bra and panties, she responds, "Um, well... it seems that we are staying very truthful tonight. I don't see why I should lie to you now." With a deep breath she rambles, "I'm wearing a black bra and panties."
"What? Are you just trying to kill me tonight? I'm so damn hard now. I don't have any more will power to deal with this situation." He groaned and shifted his stiff member with his hand.
"Sorry, I'm not trying to kill you. I was just trying to get more comfortable. I should have changed before you called. You asked mid-change." She answered while her face turned red from the heat of the situation.
"Well, stop changing. You're probably more comfortable now than you would be if you put something else on... I can't believe I'm about to suggest this, but with the way you say you are feeling and the way I know I'm feeling..." he drifted off.
"Luke, what are you getting at?" She says hurriedly like she knows what is coming but wants to hear him say it first.
"I just want you to know that I wish I was there with you. If I was there with you I'd run my hand through your hair as I lean in to kiss those soft, luscious lips of yours." They both groan together which only heightens the intense sensations radiating through their bodies.
"Keep talking. I like where you are going with this. I can feel your lips on mine. Your hot breath on my face. Your hand on the small of my back."
"Yeah, I pull you close to me, flush against me. I know you can feel the excitement you are causing me against you leg. Can you feel how hard I am for you?"
"I'm rubbing my leg where I can feel your big dick on me. Oh God, we need to move this along. Where do you want to touch me?"
"Undo your bra, I want to run my hands over your breasts. I want to feel the soft, silkiness I know they will be."
Lorelai undoes her bra, tossing it to the side of her bed. Then, she starts to massage her bare breasts with her hands. She lets out a sigh from the freedom of these actions she'd never experienced before.
"Oh yeah, I can feel your soft but firm grasp on my tits now. You're massaging them and tweaking my nipples. Oh yeah, that's good, but I need more. My hand is rubbing down your muscled stomach to touch the mass that is throbbing on my inner thigh. You're so hard. I want to feel your whole shaft."
He throws back his head as he hurries out of his boxers. He grasps his dick and slowly starts to rub it. He groans, "Lorelai, oh yeah. You do that good. You are rubbing my dick from its base to its head. Oh yeah, that's the way I like it. I want to rub your sex. I want to feel you hot, moist self on my hand. I want to make you moan my name."
Lorelai in turn pulls her panties off and quickly gets comfortable again. "Yes Luke. You're stroking my inner thigh and I open my legs for you. I'm so wet just waiting for you. You're rubbing up and down my pussy getting my juice all over your fingers. Oh I like that. Now your thumb is rubbing my clit... Luke oh yeah I'm getting good and wet and hot... oh God Luke. Now you put two fingers inside me. In. Out. In. Out. IN. OUT. OH YEAH keep it going."
With every in and out, Luke is pumping hard on his dick. "Oh Lorelai, you feel so good. You are pumping on my dick so good. I can feel you. You are so wet. Oh yes. Lorelai. Ooh. Lorelai."
"Luke, oh Luke." They were both ready to cum.
"Oh God Lorelai I'm going to cum. Oh God."
"Luke, cum on me. Cum on my stomach. Oh yes I'm there keep pumping. In. Out. IN. OUT. OH LUKE!" She shook as she went over that edge. Shaky breaths and trembling hands.
Right when they were screaming out each others names, they came together. Both with satisfied looks on their faces. Both flushed with lust.
"Wow, that was good. I needed that. I really can't wait until you come home. The next time we talk each other through this I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel you fill me with your warm cum."
"I'm coming home tomorrow. Liz and TJ will just have to figure something out. I can't wait any longer to get what I want. What you want. This was good... for now. But I want feel you when you cum. I want to feel you tremble and shake when I make you scream my name."
"I look forward to it. See you tomorrow. Sleep tight."
And with that she hung up the phone and then slept with a content face.