Love Out Of Lust Series

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Thursday Thrills - 07/25/2013 - Meet Up In Long Distance


It's time for that wonderful segment of Thursday Thrills, where authors write a snippet between 100 - 1000 words, based on the provided picture.

Here's what I have in store for you.


It was a sunny spring morning in Hyde Park, London where Trey walked through a shaded area of the park. The sun bothered his eyes, and he couldn’t read the text off his phone; there was too much glare. He should’ve brought over his pair of shades, yet he loved being in London, away from his hometown from Manhattan. Both London and New York has its similarities, but different cultures. He was here to meet that special someone for a long time --  Camila Worthing.

He remembered the first time he spoke with her; on the phone, six months ago, talking about writing erotica. The first time he heard her voice, she had this cute clipped accent that was both sexy and lovely. Her voice just pulled his attraction more. She was someone had his heart at hello. Their conversations were soon frequent; frequent enough to have a high cell phone bill, but that didn’t matter to him; she was all worth it.

They shared erotic content, and then short erotic snippets through their emails. One time, he emailed her a short erotic story that had Camila responding back how she masturbated to his story. Her response on that email was explosive, and how much it turned her on. He was amazed at her response, he read it over and over, wondering what she’d sound like if she masturbated.

Then it happened… he heard her masturbated when he read her another one of his stories. She wanted him to read her a bedtime story of his own. As he read to her, he heard her soft erotic sounds of her voice, it was just what he anticipated. Camila’s voice was soft, sensual, tantalizing enough to make him want to stop and touch himself. All he could imagined what’d she looked like naked, in bed, on top of him, riding him as she held her breast together and moaned in pure ecstasy. He was almost done with his story, but he stopped reading when he heard her orgasm over the phone. Camila was beyond his wildest dreams. She told him how much she wished he wasn’t so far away, which gave him the idea of meeting her in London.

She was thrilled, but was he for real? No man has ever sought for her overseas. Trey told her he was serious, but he only needed a month to book his flight over there. And so here he was in London, in Hyde Park, waiting to meet her, but he didn’t know what she exactly looked like. He told her that he was a tall, dark-skinned man wearing a New York Yankees jersey, and Camila described to him that she was a beautiful blonde with blue eyes, and a curvy figure.

He imagined if she was a fat-girl. She did mentioned to him she was curvy, but it didn’t matter to him. He felt there was love-at-first-sight, and her looks shouldn’t mean anything. But he couldn’t find the woman anywhere in Hyde Park, he felt awkward standing in the shade. Luckily, they exchanged texts to each other, upon his visit. When he arrived last night, she told him was working and where she’ll get to meet him.

He waited, and texted I’m here, where are you?

I see you. Look behind.

He turned around and then came to pure acceptance when he notice a blonde-haired heavy-set woman, holding her kid’s hand as they walked along the grass, but she wasn’t holding a phone.

His phone beeped another message. No, not there, over here!

He gave a puzzled expression. He looked up and turned his head at an angle when he noticed a woman with short, strawberry blonde hair, wearing a black laced blouse and blue jean that hugged around her beautiful hips. She was absolutely beautiful – wow!

“Camila?” he asked.


“Trey,” She smiled. “Hi, I can’t believe you’re here.”

1 comment:

  1. Very well written. I like the idea of a virtual friendship building into a reality love connection. His anticipation kept pace with how you built the progression of their ultimate contact of seeing each other for the first time.

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