3 comments/ 6282 views/ 3 favorites Meeting Jessica Ch. 01 By: ralpheo I was just getting finished at work, ready to head home for the weekend. I was ready for this one. Jessica was coming down from Tulsa and I had been anticipating this meeting for months. We had discussed the possibility several times since first meeting on Facebook, and this would be the first of who knows how many meetings. The fact that Jessica gets off on my perverted little stories, just makes meeting her that much more exciting. I had been imagining all of the kinky little things that she was going to let me do to her. My cock was straining to be free already. She said she would meet me at work and we could head back to my place. Fuck! Fifteen more excruciating minutes! My nutsack is going to burst! I just wanted to get out of there! I decided to go get my water bottle of tea from the fridge, and that's when I saw her for the first time. I almost shot my load in my jeans right there in the hallway! She was talking to Gail, my boss. Now Gail is pretty fucking hot herself, with her wide hips, a woman's waist, and ample breasts. She has a sashay that makes men stop and watch her walk. That is one sexy bitch. But I wouldn't want to fuck her, without a gag ball in her mouth. Too fucking religious and prudish. Still, she could get me humming if she wanted to. Anyway Jess and Gail were chatting in the hallway when I came out of the lab and saw them. They were leaning in toward each other and laughing, giggling really, as if they were old high school friends chatting and sharing secrets. Gail said, "Hang on. I'll tell him you're here," and as they both turned Jessica saw me and a huge Cat-that-caught-the-canary grin spread across her face. Whoa! Holy fuck! was the first thing that crossed my wicked little mind. This woman, who I'd been fantasizing about was right there, fifteen feet away! And there was no doubt in my mind that this was the woman I'd been dreaming of, all these months. Gail gave me one of those, "I know what you're up to" looks and a sly little smirk crossed her face. Jessica was dressed to the nines! A saphire blue wraparound dress, cut just about halfway down her thighs. Sheer black thigh-high stockings caressed her sexy legs, and fuck-me heels, in the same shocking blue as her dress, adorned her feet. The dress was cinched, at her waist, with a gold lame sash. The wraparound feature of the dress gave an onlooker a rather inviting view of her ample cleavage. Oh, just so fucking sexy! I must have looked like a doe caught in the headlights, and I could feel the rose rising in my cheeks and ears, because Jessica adopted a look something akinto,"Oh you poor thing. I'm going to eat you alive! Bwahahahaha!" What the fuck is that anyway? I get embarassed and the first thing to flush is my ears? But my heart was racing like it hasn't since the first time I saw a girl undressed. Gail said something about, "I'll leave you two alone," and as she strode by there seemed to be an extra touch of swagger in her sashay. I did notice that she checked my bulge as she passed. I gathered my courage and stode up to this crazy-beautiful, sexy, fucking tigress, who had invaded my thoughts for so long, and as I reached out for her hand, she pulled me into her and as I slipped my arms around her waist, she held my head with both hands and planted her mouth on mine and kissed me with a passion that scorched right through my belly and into the head of my cock. I was so turned on, I had already leaked a good bit of pre-cum through the fabric of my underwear and into my jeans. Or had I actually just creamed my jeans? I think so. I pulled back just enough to get a more encompassing view of her, and as I worked to pry my eyes from her wonderful cleaves, I noticed the edge of the clasp of the bra she was wearing, struggling to contain her magnificent breasts. It was of a deep crimson. I could just catch a whif of her scent, an intoxicating blend of Pachoulie and a clean fresh scent I couldn't identify. It was heady, and I was thoroughly intoxicated! As I looked up, I noticed she wore only a spare amount of makeup, and she had done something at the corners of her eyes to give them an exotic, middle eastern or Asian Indian, appearance. Oh, so fucking sexy! Jessica is no waiflike little teenie-bopper, like those girls who populated the campus, with the tiny waists and nice tight asses that make grown men want to walk up and lay their cocks against the crack and fuck their sweet behinds. No, Jessica is a woman, in every respect. With two children to her credit, she has a woman's body. Thunder thighs and sexy, wide hips slimming into a healthy waist and a little pooch belly (don't know why, but I love a pooch on a woman), and flaring over the ribs up to some phat succulent tits. Oh yeah this is a woman! I couldn't help myself as I reached down and grabbed two handfuls of her fine ass. I knew it was unprofessional, and more than a little risque, but I did not care. I was so fucking cranked up by now, if she had asked, I would have taken her right there. I needed to contain my eagerness, but it was a struggle. I slid my arm around her waist and led her back to the lab. As we entered, almost everyone looked up to check us out. I could hear that Annie was in the middle of an interview, but everyone else's attention was fixed on us. "Hey everybody, this is Jessica." A chorus of "Hi Jessica!" rang around the room and I caught a few knowing smiles of approval from the ladies in the lab. I told Jacob to log me out and said, "Night ladies! Have a great weekend!" "Looks like yours has already started!" someone I couldn't immediately identify, replied. "Indeed!" As we turned, Jessica slipped her arm around my waist and snuggled against me for a second or two. It was nice, and I felt a surge of satisfaction and self-confidence I hadn't felt in a very long time. We strode out the front door, arms around each other, our left hands clasped, fingers intertwined. As we strolled to the parking lot, we came upon a younger couple waiting on the campus bus. Jessica locked eyes with the young, dark-skinned Indian man, and she stopped our progress and whispered something to the pretty young woman, from whom I heard a slight intake of breath. Her eyes went wide for a second, and then she glanced at me and back at Jessica and the hint of a smile spread across her face. I felt my ears and cheeks flush again. Jess nudged us forward and we continued to her car. "What did you say to her?" I asked, curious as to what Jessica might have said to elicit the woman's response. "Oh, I said, 'When's the last time you let your man shove his big cock down your throat? You should do it tonight. He'll love you forever. Oh, and you have to swallow.'" "You didn't! Do you think she'll do it?" "You saw the look she gave us. And the smile. I'll bet he doesn't make it through the door, before she's gagging on him! Hahaha!" We got to her car, so I opened the driver's side door for her, and as she slid into the driver's seat her dress slid up a few inches, giving me an eyeful of her creamy white thigh. I went around and hopped into the passenger seat and before I could get my ass settled in the seat, Jessica had reached over and grabbed a handful of my bulging crotch and gave me a little squeeze. As I let out a soft,"Mmnhhh," she lay her mouth hungrily over mine and started probing it with her skillful tongue, and rubbing my hard, cramped cock with her right hand. She broke the kiss and even as I expected her to put the key in the igniton and drive, she kept rubbing and as I looked over at her, she slipped her hand under her dress, giving me another look at those luscious thighs. And her panties! Identical crimson red as her bra, lacey, sheer. And then it was gone. Her left hand had taken to running her fingers up and down, over her mound. And then the view changed again, as did the tension in my crotch. I was too wrapped up in her crimson panties and what she was doing there to realize she had unzipped my jeans and fished my hard dick through the escape hatch in my underwear. Her mouth had engulfed as much of my cock as my position would allow. She was sucking and slurping like I hadn't the pleasure to experience since much younger days. The sensation was indescribable, and I was lost to the world. My hand was just riding the wave of her head, as it would bob up and down a few times and then switch to a long slow lift, as she glided her expert tongue along the shaft. Nothing, I mean nothing I ever experienced before felt as mind-blowing as when, at the top of a bob, she would lock her lips over just the crown and apply an intense, hard suction to it, as if she were really trying to suck a golf ball through a garden hose. If she kept going a bit longer, I was going to lose it! She was slathering my cock and balls with so much saliva, my shorts were soaked. Not damp. Fucking soaked! Just then I realized that there were actually people walking across the parking lot and looking to see what was going on in the little roadster. "Baby." "Mmh." "Stop." "Muhng." "Baby. Stop." "Mhmph. Mhmpsk. Why? Mhmph" "There's people." "Mrmph. So. Nommphst." "They can see." "Mrmphst. Let 'em find their own goddamn slurpee." and with that she reached across my body and let the seat back recline. Never fucking missed a beat. I couldn't see out the windows except up at the sky, but, because it was a roadster, we could hear the whoops and catcalls and hollerbackgirl calls, and the utterances of shock and dismay coming from the various passersby. More than once we'd hear,"Yeahhh, Bay-by! Or, You go girl!" as spectators voiced their appreciation. Jessica by this time, was as good as her word. She had told me, on several occasions that she had virtually no gag reflex and at this point she was proving it, admirably. After she would bob her head a few times, followed by the intense suction at the top, she would plunge her head down to my belly, banging her lips on my pelvis and her chin would park itself on my balls. Then she would do the suction thing again at the base of my cock, working her throat over the shaft and head. I was on the verge of either losing my load, or losing consciousness, when she stopped. Abruptly. She sat up, tucked my penis back in my jeans and carefully zipped me up. I was stunned. I looked at her in confusion, but she was already settled squarely in her seat. She pulled her seatbelt over her shoulder and waist and started the car. "You might want to put your seatbelt on." Before I had even readjusted my ass in the seat properly, she had us hauling ass through the parking lot. I got my seatbelt on and asked,"Why'd you stop?" "I wasn't ready for you yet." "Well. Fuck. I was ready for you!" "Not yet, you aren't." I rode the short mile home, in stunned silence. Confusion and resentment welled up. What. The. Fuck. Meeting Jessica Ch. 02 We got to my apartment complex in about two minutes, as I live only about half a mile from the lab. My face was still burning and I'm pretty sure I had developed a case of blueballs. I noticed Jessica had been watching me out of the corner of her eye, and that she had been sporting a wicked gleam in her eyes, since leaving me hanging, so to speak. As Jessica pulled up in front of my apartment, I already had my hand on the door handle. Just as I was getting ready to jump out and head into the house, she grabbed my left hand and pulled me to her, over the console and gearshift, where she lay a kiss on me, hot enough to send me into delirium, but which actually had the effect of cooling my temper. I was chastened, and my ire softened significantly. I climbed out, walked around the small sports car and opened Jessica's door. She took my proffered hand, and I watched, mesmerized as she slid one shapely leg, outside the car, pivoted her hips, then the other, setting her feet on the ground. She stood, effortlessly. I wanted to reach down and run my hand over her lovely skin, and the black stockings just fired my lust. She wrapped her arm around my waist and lay her head against my shoulder, as I took out my key and unlocked the apartment door. "Watch out! My attack dogs are right on the other side of this door, just waiting for some unsuspecting victim to come through it!" "Ooh boy! I'm scared!" We both laughed. The only way anyone would die from an encounter with my Chiweenie and fluffy mutt, would be to giggle themselves to death. They might lick and kiss you into a state of catatonia, but it's unlikely. Sure enough, Missy was perched atop the back of my recliner, like Snoopy and his Sopwith camel, waiting for the door to open, her tail whipping from side to side. Satchmo came sidling up to us, like the dork that he is. Both sweet, utterly loving and the best pussy magnets a guy could want! We let the let the dogs out and went around to the courtyard and backyard, where the puppies play. There is a nice little deck, and over the years, tenants have some decent furniture out there; good enough to have a nice little cookout with a few friends, from time to time. My gorgeous bounty and I sat down on the futon, while the dogs frolicked and wrestled and everything else dogs do outside. The second we sat down, we engaged in a liplock to end all liplocks. She held my head between her cool little hands and kissed me I the most sensual kiss I have ever experienced. She touch the tip of my tongue with the tip of hers then massaged the surface of my tongue in such an erotic way that I was at her mercy. She wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked softly at it, as if she were performing fellatio on my tongue. My cock was as hard as I have ever know it to be, and it was aching for release. As awestruck and dumbfounded by this woman, as I was, I actually managed to cup and fondle her breasts through the chiffon fabric of her dress, feel her taut nipples beneath her dress and lacey bra. I slipped the soft, vibrant blue fabric over her shoulder and groped for her heavy left breast, which I freed of its encumbrance. I kneaded the soft pliable flesh and rolled the thick spongy nipple between my thumb and forefinger, giving it a soft squeeze. Jessica's soft moan enticed me to break the world-changing kiss and take her swollen nipple in my lips and give it a soft suckling. She lay her hand on the back of my neck and held my mouth fixed to her gorgeous full breast. Her head was thrown back and she was sighing and softly moaning from the pleasure she was feeling. Our other hands were not idle either. Her right hand had found its way back to my crotch and was squeezing and massaging my shaft through my jeans. My right was caressing the pliant, creamy flesh of her upper thighs, between the elastic of her stocking and the humid area of her pubis. Her legs were parted just enough to grant me passage to her mound and every so often, I would cup her there and run my index and middle fingers with feather light touch over her clitoris and labia through the sheer, lacey fabric of her damp red panties. "I want to swallow your big cock, Baby. And I want this motherfucker pounding my tight little pussy!" She whispered hoarsely, her light sweet girlish voice, taking on a husky timber. I was lost to the world and more than a little tempted to go down on my knees and plunge my head between her luscious thighs, licking up every drop of her tangy dew. Oh! So fucking sexy! The dogs had made their rounds of the yard and had just begun vying for attention. With a sigh of great disappointment, I released her nipple from the clench of my incisors, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from my lover's lips. She stroked my balding head and planted a sweet peck on my lips. As our lips touched just briefly, I glanced up at a forty-something, Iraqi woman watching us, bemusedly from a balcony of the apartment complex on the other side of the fence. She looked almost as disappointed about the end of the show as we were. Engaging her gaze for a few more seconds, I indicated to Jessica with my eyes, that we had an audience, to which see swung her attention to the woman for the briefest of interchanges. As she coaxed me to stand, she angled her torso so the woman had a full view as Jessica brought my head back to her breast, to which I obligingly covered her aureole with my willing mouth. She released my head and we faced each other with wanton, unabashed lust, playing out in our facial expressions. Together, we put my little wench's playthings in order, straightening her dress just enough to pass a cursory inspection. As we strode back to the apartment, with my dogs bounding excitedly around us, we both looked back to the woman on the balcony, and Jessica smiled broadly, giving the woman a friendly, discreet wave. Surprisingly, the woman waved back, wistfully, turning to head back to her abode. I have wondered if she was wishing she were as lucky as we two are, having her lover lavish the kind of loving passionate attention on her, as she had just witnessed, between us. As we entered the apartment, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, Jessica gripped mine as if it was the last hand she'd ever hold. As I closed the door behind us, she turned to face me and reached up to stroke my cheek, just before she pulled my head to her and, as before, engaged me with another brain-melting kiss. I swung her around and pushed her forcefully up against the apartment door. She gasped but she smiled wickedly and kissed me again. My head was spinning from the arousal. I had the woman of my dreams in my arms, in my apartment. Life is good! I had her pressed up against the door, my hands full of her sweet, ample ass. I was running paws down over her asscheeks, down to the bottom, giving each a little squeeze and grabbing them fully and spread them apart. Fuck me! She has a great ass for grabbing and squeezing and playing with. I wanted so badly, right then, to turn her around, lift up that rockin' dress, shove her up against the wall and plant my cock balls deep in her sphincter. But not just yet. There'll be plenty of time for that, a little later. She had one hand holding my head, at the back, running her fingers over my closely cropped hair in back and up over the more balding area up top. The other was rubbing my chest through the fabric of my soft shirt, pinching the nipples, which sent searing shocks to my brain and back down through the length of my stiff shaft and ended in the crown as electric jolts. Or was it the other was around? Don't know and don't really care. Jessica slid her hand down over my belly and grabbed the buckle of my belt, deftly undoing it in a matter of seconds. Then her fingers popped the button of my jeans open and slid the zipper down. She reached in and grabbed a handful of testicles, and played with them, kneading them, squeezing them lightly. She pulled the waistband down and wrapped her small fingers around the shaft of my thick, stiff cock, then took hold of the head and rolled it around under her palm and between her fingers and thumb. Her hands were cool and as she touched me down there, I started, and the manipulation felt so intense, I broke the long sensual kiss and let out a low, guttural moan. Jessica moved so quickly next, that I don't really know how it happened. She slipped from her position against the door and spun me around, with a push with one hand and a pull on my member with the other, so that we had swapped places. She then brought her lips to mine and just sweet as could be, she pushed her tongue between my lips, took my lower lip between both of hers and began sucking and nibbling on it. Meanwhile her hand had continued to roll my penis in a most distractingly pleasant way. She traded that move for sliding her fingers down the shaft and fondling my balls. She then wrapped her whole hand around it and began to slowly pump it, rolling her fingers over the tip, as she reach the crown. I thought I was going to lose my mind, as well as, lose my load. The fingers of the other hand were still playing with my nipples through the shirt I was wearing. I was just enjoying the complete molestation of my body and senses, holding her head between both of my hands, and running them through her soft hair, so thoroughly that, when she had unbuttoned my shirt and began tweaking both nipples, I didn't even notice that she was no longer playing with my dick. This phenomenal woman of the world was pulling at them like they were elastic and gripping the tips with her finger nails. Was she going to rip them off? And just like that she would rub them, as if soothing them, and massage my pectoral muscles. It was all so heady! I had never. Never, never! Had any woman treat me so brazenly like a piece of meat. And I was, quite frankly, enjoying the hell out of it! Just then, she broke the kiss and traced her mouth down over my chin, to my neck, down the middle of my chest, planting little kisses as she went. She slid further down over my belly which quivered as she touched her soft lips to it. She pushed my jeans and underwear further down my thighs and as she slid down even further with her mouth, from my belly to the swollen tip of my twitching member, she put her lips to it and a just about exploded right there. But she just wrapped her right hand tightly around the root, behind my balls, and stopped the ejaculation from getting started. Her lips covered just the head and she poked her tongue tantalizingly into the hole and rubbed it with the tip of her tongue. Then she would swirl the tip around the head of my pole, and suckle it just like she were taking milk. After a while of doing this, and sliding her hands over my shaft and gonads, she slips her lips down the shaft until her mouth was filled with my organ. She worked her head back and forth so the back and roof of her mouth was working over the crown and I was seeing stars. She slowly pulled her head back, leaving a slick, glossy shaft slipping out of her lips. The head popped out of her mouth and she worked on the head with one hand. She put her mouth back over the head again and repeated the same thing a couple of times, allowing her to gather up some saliva to work into the head. Then she put her mouth over the tip and started bobbing back and forth, up and down my cock. As she went the spittle built up and soon my nuts were getting a soaking. When the tip of my organ touched the back of her throat and mouth, she would apply pressure to the underside of the glans, with the back of her tongue and work it back and forth, intensifying the feeling of her sucking. My hands were relegated to running through my lover's medium length, dark brown hair, and holding her head in place over my hard cock. One time, though, she pulled her mouth back, licked the tip, and stood up and kissed me. I could taste the salty taste of my own cum on her lips, telling me I had been leaking some over the course of this encounter. She then went back down on her knees and took the head of my dick in her sweet little mouth again, soon working it back and forth, as before. Then she stopped, pulled back and took a deep breath of air. She then put my dick in her mouth, immediately going to the back of her mouth with it, and soon she was pushing her lips farther and farther down the shaft. She pulled back about halfway with her pretty lips leaving a long shiny section of the shaft behind. Then she slid her mouth down the shaft again, and this time she just kept pushing. My woman pushed and pushed her mouth down the entire length of my somewhat substantial cock, this time until she had my balls completely constricted inside my scrotum, and her upper lip was caressing my pubic bone. This fantastic dream just could not be true! Jessica had already swallowed my cock not an hour before and here she was doing it again! What freak of nature had I come across, with this woman? I could not believe my luck! She was moving her head back and forth just a little but it was causing enough friction that I knew I was not going to last much longer. I had an urge to grab her hair and just start fucking her throat like I was fucking her tight pussy, which I had yet to see. She was holding onto a thigh with one hand and fingering that mysterious place between her thighs, with the other. I took a tentative handful and Jessica looked up at me for a second and gave me just the barest nod of consent. She reached back with one hand and gripped mine, giving it a squeeze, and she began bobbing her head backward and forward, sliding my cock back and forth in her throat. She let go of my hand and stuck her hands in the air away from our bodies. That was all the permission I needed. I immediately commenced to shoving her head down on my cock, forcing the entire length down her throat, then pulling back and doing it again. I started going a little faster, with no resistance stopping me, and grinding my pubic bone against her lip, when I had plumbed the depth of her esophagus. She, being free to concentrate on just sucking my rod and breathing at the right moment had started the sucking action that she'd done earlier, in the car. She was pulling on the head with her throat, using a swallowing action to manipulate me. Oh, bloody, but she's good! And the suction she was getting had me over the top. In a few more strokes, I was feeling the increasing pressure around my balls and the shaft was aching more and more for release. Jessica also sensed that I was ready and she lay her right hand over the one gripping her pulling her hair at the back of her skull. The other hand she lay against my belly. She tapped my hand twice to indicate she wanted to control the rest of the action. I loosened my grip and would have just let go, but Jessica pushed on my belly but held my left hand in place around her hair and gave it a quick, somewhat lighter squeeze than just a moment before. She pulled her head back so that just her mouth was filled with cock and she could get a good grip of my shaft. She started sucking really hard, pulling at the head with her tongue. She would do this intense pull for a few seconds and catch a quick breath and do it again clamping the head of my dick between her tongue and the hard palette of her mouth. I was a little disappointed the she wasn't going to let me cum down the back of her throat, but really, who cares? She just deep-throated me for the second time in an afternoon. My cock burst and I could feel the cum exploding in Jessica's mouth, and then, as soon as she felt the pressure in my cock release, she shoved her mouth down the length of my throbbing organ. I was buried as deep in this gorgeous woman's throat as I could possibly go, and she was using it to milk every ounce of spunk out of the head and shaft and my testicles. I was rung out and she slipped my dick out of her and let it pop from her lips with a sucking sound. She held the head to her mouth and licked up and down the shaft and around the crown, cleaning what miniscule drops of cock juice hadn't quite made their destination, yet. She even went down and gave my balls a good licking, just for good measure. She stood up in front of me, smiled coyly and gave me another passion filled kiss. She pulled back and took my hand and led me around to the recliner, where she guided me to sit. She lay her hand softly against my cheek and said, "My man. I love you! I have wanted that, since the first time we chatted online." She went into the bathroom, leaving me with my head in a fog. ***** More to come... I hope you enjoy reading my stories about Jessica's and my fantasies and real adventures. We are really looking forward to meeting for the first time and we have resolved to let you all in on the adventure. Thank you for comments and suggestions. My stories will always be open for voting and comment. I look forward to reading them.