2 comments/ 9082 views/ 3 favorites My Trip to Manila By: kholix22 *Thanks to my dear friend Sam for sharing your perspective on our recent tryst. * "Hi Sam! It's good to hear your voice!" "Nice to hear yours as well, Kate." "When did you arrive? Did you have a nice flight?" "I just walked into my room a few minutes ago. I have not even unpacked yet. I wanted to call you first thing." "Aw, that's sweet of you. How are you feeling after your long flight?" I had flown business class over the Pacific on Philippine Airlines and it had been a comfortable flight. I had slept about six hours which was about right for me, so I was not completely worn out, although more sleep would have been welcome. "I'm a little tired but other than that I'm pretty good". "Mmm...the same for me." Kate worked in a call center in Manila and basically worked the same hours as most Americans. However, for her in Manila, that meant that her work day started at 9pm and went through 6am. That's when the United States was awake and working and the call traffic was the highest. It was 6:30am in Manila and I had just arrived after a 14 hour flight from the west coast and Kate had worked all night. I had met Kate online. I had read one of her Literotica stories and enjoyed it enough to send her a note letting her know that she was a great writer. She responded and we began an on-again and off-again friendship. I travel in my work and I told Kate about a project we had bid on in Thailand and that if we were to win it I would love to stop by Manila to meet her. She had responded positively and we continued to trade notes. In one she asked me "tell me...how would our perfect evening go?" That's when I knew that I really needed to make a big effort to get to Manila. Kate is 23 now, petite, pretty, likes older guys (like me) and fun-loving. I've known her for over 4 years purely online. Now that we were finally going to meet she had been on my mind just about the entire flight over the Pacific. She had a sweet voice with a lovely accented English, "Have you had breakfast? What are your plans?" I had been well-fed on the plane and wasn't hungry but decided to invite her to breakfast if she was. "No, I haven't eaten breakfast. May I invite you to come over to the hotel and have breakfast with me?" "Oh, Sam, that's so kind of you, thanks. However, rather than eating breakfast at your hotel, let me suggest we go out and eat a more traditional Philippine breakfast. You might enjoy it." "That sounds great. How about in an hour?" On the cab ride over to the restaurant she had suggested I was as nervous as a schoolboy. It had been a very, very long time since I had been with a woman in her twenties. I was old enough to be her father. I wondered how it would go between us. I wondered what people would think when they saw us together. Another dirty old man after a beautiful young Filipina. I paid the driver and walked into the restaurant. A hostess greeted me and asked if I was dining alone. I replied that I was meeting a friend for breakfast, a young lady. The hostess smiled and told me that there was a young lady there who had told her that she was awaiting a friend and asked me to follow her in. We rounded the corner in the restaurant and then I saw Kate sitting there in a booth waiting for me. She had on a black pencil-skirt and a white cotton body hugging top which was in contrast to her black hair that fell down her back. Kate is a fair-skinned woman and she was not much darker than the white dress she was wearing. I remembered back to my days in Indonesia and that people in this part of the world valued light, fair skin, not tanned or sunburned looks. Kate was as beautiful as I had imagined her to be. I had seen plenty of photos of her over the years but they don't do her justice. With her pale white skin, black hair, pretty face and petite frame, she was a very attractive young woman. She had pink lips which had no lipstick on them which seemed perfectly in tune with the rest of her appearance. Her elbows rested on the table in front of her and her thin arms seemed delicate in her sleeveless cotton shirt. As the hostess and I approached the table Kate turned her head and saw us coming towards her. Her eyes met mine and I was instantly in a state of high anxiety and delicious anticipation. It was the mélange of emotions that everyone feels when they meet someone for the first time. The hostess spoke to Kate first and said, "I believe this is the gentleman you are waiting for?" To which Kate replied, holding my gaze the entire time, "Yes. He's the one" and her pink lips curled up at the ends into a small smile. My heart was doing flip-flops inside but I tried not to show it. The hostess put down the menus on the table and told us that our server would be by soon to take our order, but neither Kate nor I paid her much attention. Our entire attention was placed on each other. She filled my senses and I tried to take all of her in. The rich darkness of her eyebrows, the little crinkles in her lips, the brownness of her eyes, the wispy hairs near her ears, her long thin fingers, her manicured nails, the mole on her right shoulder -- I tried to drink it all in. I had seen the Mona Lisa in the Louvre in Paris and the longer I looked at it the more I saw. Kate was like that. The more I looked at her the more it seemed was there to observe and appreciate. Her skin looked creamy and cool, her hair was lustrous, dark and thick and I immediately began to imagine what it would look like falling down her naked back. Her eyes were warm and inviting and the longer I looked into them the more I wanted to learn about the woman behind those eyes. Kate extended her hand to me and said, "Hello Sam. It's good to finally see you". I took her hand in mine. It seemed a perfect fit. "Kate, yes, I'm very happy to finally meet you. You are as lovely as I have imagined you." Her cheeks blushed slightly at the compliment. "Thank you." I released her hand and sat down across from her in the booth. Kate said, "I'm glad we could get together for breakfast. I was afraid that you might be too tired after your long trip." I assured her that I had slept in the plane and was feeling fine. The truth was that I was somewhat in need of some more sleep but given the choice of breakfast with Kate or sleep. Sleep came in a very distant second. The waitress arrived and took our orders. I made sure to get a cup of hot strong coffee as I wanted to stave off the urge to sleep as long as possible. I was happy that speaking with Kate was like talking to an old dear friend and in a real way she is. There seemed to be an instant comfort between us as we spoke and her eyes seemed to twinkle as they looked into mine. We talked about many things over our breakfast. She told me about her job and her work that evening. I told her about my work and some of the places it had taken me. Kate was clearly interested in hearing more and told me that she had a strong interest to travel and see more places in the world. We finished our breakfast and I took care of the bill. "So, Sam, how are you feeling? Are you tired yet?" "No, I'm fine Kate and thanks for asking. What are your plans for today?" She replied while looking straight into my eyes, "Well, I don't really have any. After work I usually stay awake a few more hours and then I sleep most of the day. But, I have tonight off so I really don't have to be anywhere at any time soon." "Well, if you wouldn't mind, perhaps you can show me one of your favorite places in Manila. I would enjoy that." "That sounds nice. Yes, let's do that. What kinds of things do you like to see? You mentioned that you like history. Would you like to go someplace historical?" "That sounds nice, but I think I'd prefer someplace where we could walk around and maybe enjoy nature. Do you have a favorite park or natural spot that you like to visit?" Kate smiled and said, "I know a place. Let's go grab a taxi" and with that she grabbed her handbag and sweater and she slipped her arm around mine as we walked out into the sunshine on the street. We hopped in a cab and Kate told the driver where we wanted to go. She got in first and I followed and I was pleased once we got going that she was sitting right next to me. She had her right hand on my right arm and she began to slowly rub it feeling the hairs there. Feeling her fingers on the skin of my arm was nice and I could feel my arousal building. And though her gesture was innocent enough I couldn't help my cock from swelling and thickening in my pants. Manila is one of the largest cities in the world and its cab drivers are just as aggressive as any cabbies in New York. In my opinion they are more aggressive and the cab would rapidly accelerate and brake as traffic dictated. He also swerved to miss motorcycles and other things in the road and on those occasions Kate and I seemed to rub up against each other and neither one of us moved away from the other. We hit a large pothole in the road which caused the car to bounce violently. Kate put her left hand on my thigh to steady herself as the car lurched around and left it there after a smoother ride resumed. The feel of her hand on my thigh caused my cock to swell more quickly now. At the same time the feeling of her fingertips on my arm just intensified my feeling. I could feel my cock continuing to grow and harden in my trousers. It was sticking up hard and big and Kate's left hand was only inches away from it on my right thigh. I was almost holding my breath. There was absolutely nothing I could do about my hard cock which was now sticking up proudly between my legs. Kate's touch seemed electric and it was almost like there was a direct circuit from Kate's fingertips to my arm to my brain and then down to my cock with a very strong message telling it to grow, grow, grow! I wasn't sure what I was going to do next and then the taxi swerved violently around a slow motorcycle. That lurch threw us off-balance in the back and Kate's hand slipped off my thigh between my legs and the underside of her arm was now resting right on top of my swollen dick. I looked over at Kate in surprise and she looked up at me with just a split second of surprise in her eyes. Then she gave me a sweet little smile and looked away. As the taxi continued on his way Kate didn't say a thing. After what seemed like an eternity she began to move her arm rubbing the underside of it along the entire length of my rigid cock and taking her time moving her arm. When her hand finally reached my cock her fingers quickly played over the outline of the head of my cock pressed against the fabric of my trousers. Her fingers continued to move slowly up the length of my cock, I was in heaven. She was rubbing against it beneath the fabric and clearly taking her time and enjoying it. Between the messages we've been exchanging and what I've read from her stories, I knew she had a plan but I wouldn't dare jinx it . I looked over at her but she continued to look straight ahead out into the streets that were passing by. I thought that she was probably doing that so that the cab driver would not know what she was doing. He could see only our shoulders from his rear view mirror but I noticed that he was often checking to see what we were doing. He probably did not want any monkey business in his taxi, especially from a foreigner with one of his flowers from the Philippines. I looked away from Kate and out into the street as well and pretended like nothing was happening while Kate's delicate fingers rubbed and traced the outlines of my now very swollen and rigid cock. The taxi pulled up to the entrance of a large city park. Kate said, "It's one of my favorite places. I hope you'll like it." Kate slid across the seat, opened the door and stepped out onto the sidewalk. "I'm sure I will" I quickly replied. I paid the cabbie and also got out of the cab. My cock was still at full attention and was still sticking up very noticeably in my pants. Kate slipped her arm around mine and we started up the path into the park. Kate said, "I hope you don't mind but I cannot be too openly affectionate to you here in public. Here in the Philippines women are expected to be ladies and not to show public displays of affection." "Yes, I understand but I'm at a bit of a disadvantage here. Our taxi ride out here and your delicate fingers have left me with something that is very noticeable and I'm not sure what to do at this time." Kate looked up at me with a wry smile. "Oh yes...that. I should have been more careful but when my arm slipped and it brushed against that big cock of yours, I could not resist. I just wanted to feel it. I hope you didn't mind." "No, I was very happy to have your hand there but it has left me with a visible reminder of your touch." Kate replied, "Yes, I can see that. You're right, it is quite noticeable." She was quiet for a few seconds and then she said, "Here, maybe this will help." Kate switched her handbag to her other arm. Her handbag was now hanging down around my waist and covered up most of my "tent." And with that she gave me a big grin and squeezed my arm. The park was very pleasant. Kate put on a large pair of sunglasses and a scarf to cover herself from the sun. It was a pity because I loved seeing her eyes or taking a whiff of her hair. We strolled around and spent some time sitting beneath the trees near a man-made lake. We didn't talk anymore about the taxi ride in nor was there much physical contact between us. Thank goodness my erection eventually settled down and there was no need to keep Kate's handbag in front of my crotch. I was very comfortable with Kate but I was also a little uncertain about her. I knew from our online messages and stories that she could be very hot and sexual. I also knew that most Filipinas are conservative. I knew from the taxi ride that Kate had a very healthy sex drive, but I wasn't sure how far she might want to go. However, I enjoyed being with her and talking about her life so I decided just to go with the situation and what felt right and let things evolve as they may. She told me about her dreams about the future, and what she hoped to do. Before we knew it a few hours had passed and the sun was high in the sky. We decided to go for a light lunch and as we were walking along the sidewalk headed back out of the park Kate's necklace suddenly fell onto the sidewalk and beads were rolling off in many different directions. They were red ceramic looking beads of varying sizes and diameters and I was quickly stooped over and collecting them. Kate was visibly agitated, "Oh no, this is my mom's necklace." It took us a few minutes to locate the beads and we stepped over to a nearby picnic table and laid them all out in a row to see if we had gotten them all. I breathed a sigh of relief when we had them all lined up. Kate, however, looked worried. "What am I going to do? I can't tell my mom I broke her necklace." I thought for a moment and then said, "Kate, it's going to be OK. Don't worry. We'll get your mom's necklace looking good as new again. I have what may be a solution but I want you to feel free to say no if you don't want to. I have a small sewing kit that I travel with just in case I pop a button on a shirt while I'm on a trip. I could restring your mom's necklace so that it would be at least a temporary solution. Later on you can get it repaired by a professional jeweler, and this way we would have all the beads together and you won't lose any. The thing is...my sewing kit is in my suitcase in my room at my hotel. This is not a come on. I promise. In fact what we could do would be to go to the restaurant at the hotel and have a light lunch. I could get my sewing kit and bring it downstairs to our table and fix it there". Kate thought for a moment and replied, "That's very kind of you and it's a good idea. Yes, let's do that. I don't want anything to happen to my mom's necklace. You are a sweet man." And with that she grabbed my right arm with both hands and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. We grabbed a taxi and this time Kate put her hand in mine as we travelled to my hotel. Her skin felt smooth, soft and nice between my fingers. We talked about the scenes that passed by us outside our windows, the vibrancy and spirit of the Philippine people and how our two nations and two peoples might improve our relations. Kate was very young when Subic Bay closed in 1991. Kate said that even though many people lost their jobs when the US Navy pulled out, she thought it was a good thing and that it put our countries more on equal footing. Kate was clearly quite smart and intellectual. She was as bright as she was beautiful - a rare combination. We ordered a light lunch in the hotel restaurant and I excused myself to go upstairs to my room to get my sewing kit. I came back down and discovered that I had not woken up from my sweet dream yet. Kate was still there at the table waiting for me and when I approached the table she looked up and gave me a big smile. I opened the sewing kit up and threaded a needle with some white thread that I had with me. Kate took the necklace beads out of her handbag and began to line them up on the table. Lunch arrived soon thereafter and we had to make room on the table for our meal and beverages. Our conversation continued about our respective countries and we had a long discussion about the diversity that is found in both our countries. I learned a lot from Kate about the southern Philippines, Mindanao and Islam in the Philippines. She learned about the South in the US and how we do things there. I was about halfway through getting the necklace restrung when Kate said, "Sam, you have a wonderful lunch that is getting cold because you are working on my necklace. Please, eat your lunch and we'll finish the necklace after we eat. Here, let me take it" and with that she reached over the table and took the beads which were already on the threads and tucked those in her handbag. Then she collected the rest of the beads on the table and placed those in her bag. Finally, she took my sewing kit and put that in her bag as well. "There. Isn't that better? Now the table is not so crowded, we can enjoy our meal and you can look at me instead of down at the necklace." Kate said with a mischievous little smile on her lips. I smiled back. "Yes, that's much better and I would much rather look at you than your mom's necklace. I hope that she would not take offense that I would prefer looking at her daughter than her necklace." "She would think that you are a perfectly normal man" Kate replied with a smile. We finished our lunch, which had been delightful. The waiter took away our lunch dishes and brought the check. I signed the bill to my room and said, "Kate, would you like a cup of coffee? We can finish working on your mom's necklace. It should not take much longer." "That's fine" she replied. Then, she was quiet a second or two and said, "Sam, what's the view of Manila like from your room? I don't stay in hotels here and I'm curious what it looks like from a hotel room. I have never been past the first floor in this hotel and they say this hotel has one of the best views". My room was located on one of the top floors of the hotel."To be very frank, Kate, I hadn't really noticed. I called you as soon as I arrived and then I left soon thereafter. Would you like to see? We can take a coffee there and finish your mom's necklace after you see Manila from up high." "That would be nice" she replied. As we walked to the elevators in the lobby, my heart was pounding. I was trying to maintain control of myself, but was Kate actually going to come up to my room with me? This was a complete surprise to me. Kate seemed to be full of surprises. My Trip to Manila Kate stepped into the elevator and I followed. After the doors closed I said, "I hope you get to enjoy the view. It's a clear day, the view should be nice". Kate replied, "I hope you enjoy the view too". My heart almost leapt from my chest. The elevator ride seemed to take forever. Kate and I were the only persons in the elevator but we were standing right next to each other with our arms and legs rubbing. Kate took my hand. "Sam, it's been a lovely day. I've enjoyed spending it with you". She moved my hand to her lips and gave it a little kiss. This girl really was full of surprises. The door to the elevator opened and we walked to my room door. "Kate, the pleasure has been all mine." I was not sure what was going to happen next but I resolved not to blow it by going too quickly. I opened the door to my room and Kate stepped in and I followed close behind. Kate casually walked into the room, her feet crisscrossing like a ramp model. The tips of her fingers caressed the bed as she walked past it then suddenly stopped to look at herself in the mirror. I stood there mesmerized. I still can't believe that this is not a dream. The most perfect woman I've ever met is in my room. Just the thought of that started to stir up my cock again. Kate sprung open the curtains to the balcony and the room was filled with an orange glow of the world famous manila bay sunset. "Wow..." Kate beamed, "the view here is beautiful." Like a little girl she stepped out onto the balcony and leaned out over the railings as far as she could. "You have to see this Sam," she called. "Whoa! Hold on there Kate!" I heard myself say almost involuntarily and my hand was quickly on her shoulder pulling her back from over the railing. Kate looked at me with a mixture of surprise and irritation as I pulled her back. I peered into her beautiful brown eyes and said, "Kate, please don't lean over the railing like that. It's too dangerous. It's over 30 floors straight down and it's pretty hard when you land." She looked back at me and said, "Sam, please, don't treat me like a kid!" I could hear the irritation in her voice."I'm not going to fall over the rail!" She was clearly pissed at me. "Kate, dear, I'm not worried about you making a mistake. What I am worried about is the guy who put the railing up not anchoring it correctly or the hotel not maintaining the railing like they should. That's what worries me." I felt Kate's skin on her shoulder beneath my fingertips. It was so smooth to my touch. "I've waited a long time to finally meet you today and I don't want to lose you because the hotel reduced its maintenance budget to cut costs or such." Kate shifted her position which caused my hand to fall from her shoulder. She studied my face for what seemed like minutes. Her eyes narrowed and she looked at me with an intense gaze. I could hear my heart beating in my ears as she looked at me. I had read stories about persons who thought they were going to die saying that in their last moments, time seemed to slow down and their life flashed before their eyes. As I looked at Kate I felt a similar slowing down of time. Memories began to flood my brain like someone had turned on a water tap. I remembered flying in and landing at the Manila airport only hours before and being so excited that I was finally going to meet her, finally going to see her on this day. Looking down at Manila from the plane as we prepared to land in the early morning the early morning sun gave it a golden hue. I was struck by how beautiful it was and that later that day I was going to meet a gorgeous Filipina. As we descended in those golden rays I wondered how this all came about. Kate meeting me? I'm old enough to be her father. I didn't want to be another bald-headed old white guy lusting after the beautiful young women in the Philippines. The events of the day all came flooding back, filling my brain. The breakfast at the restaurant, the cab ride to the park, the feel of her hand on mine, hearing about her hopes and dreams as we sat in the park watching the people walk by, the frantic quality of her voice when her Mom's necklace popped and the beads started rolling everywhere, and the beauty of her eyes as she sat across from me in the hotel dining room and we re-strung her Mom's necklace as we chatted. I could hardly believe it when she asked if she could see Manila from my room. I knew this wasn't the first time she'd met or hooked up with a reader and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't secretly hoping to jump in bed with her. But curiously, the topic of sex never came up the entire day. All these thoughts and memories cascaded over each other as Kate and I looked at each other. Then I thought, "Sam, you idiot! Why didn't you just lean over the rail and look like she asked you to?" Kate's eyes softened and her lips turned up slowly into a smile. "You were worried about me, weren't you? That's sweet" She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. The weight of the world fell from my shoulders! Huge relief!! Then to my surprise, she lifted herself on the railing so that she was perching on top of the bar and her face was right in front of mine. In panic and fear that she might fall, I quickly closed in and embraced her. We had been out the whole day, but her hair still smelled majestic. I wanted to scold her again for doing something this dangerous. Yet I was taken aback when she said. "I know you won't let me fall" My heart was beating a million times a minute our faces were merely an inch apart. The thrill of the moment, everything came crashing and I closed the gap and gave her a kiss. It was the most passionate kiss I've ever felt. Our tongues danced in our mouths and I felt her tugging, pulling me closer to let our bodies rub against each other. All of a sudden, she stopped pushed me aside and slid down from the rails. I was cursing myself. "Sam you're an idiot. You should have slowed things down. You blew it." Kate fixed herself up and headed into the room. "Sam, I like you. So don't get the wrong idea." I was sure she was going to leave. Kate extended her hand to me as she entered the room. This girl really has my mind racing; I have no idea what she was going to do or what she's thinking. I took her hand and followed her in. Once inside, she let go of my hand and sat on the corner of the bed. I could clearly see a look of frustration on her face. She gave me another intense gaze, it was like she was trying to read my mind. Then her expression changed, almost unperceivable, a look of sadness crossed her face just before she smiled. "Sam I want you to promise me something." "Anything Kate." "I want you to promise me that today never happened. Do you understand?" It took me awhile to process what Kate had just said. "I... I... Kate..." I stammered trying hard to give a sensible reply. Kate stood up and again asked, or rather commanded, "Promise me Sam." Although her words still didn't register with me, I let out a deep breath and said "Yes, I promise Kate," not fully understanding what I had just promised to do. "You've always been kind to me Sam," Kate said. The look in her eyes were already of pure lust all the while slowly closing the distance between us. It was like looking at a panther stalking its prey. For a moment I felt a tinge of fear, the timid Kate I met earlier was all but gone. The sexually charged Kate that have always excited me in the past was now standing here. I think I finally understood what she made me promise. The internet, what a strange place. You could literally meet almost anyone in the world online. All you need is a telephone or a computer and a connection. Manila, Beijing, Tokyo, Delhi, Nairobi, Stockholm, Rio de Janerio, Mexico City, Los Angeles, Paris, London...they are all there. Or at least that's what they tell you. I had read some of her sexual exploits in Literotica and traded secrets about our fantasies. I knew she had met with some of her readers and have hooked up with a few of them. I always felt she was too good to be true. But also confident that the Kate that I had seen in the photo in the Literotica site was the same person that I had been trading messages with for quite some time. While most people are afraid that the "pretty girl" they meet online is some random girl, or worse, guy, pretending to be the girl on the picture, Kate was different altogether. It's her real photo, but she had been pretending to be someone else online. In a way, don't we all pretend to be someone else when we're online? Girls show daring pics online, guys showing their cocks to complete strangers. This sort of behavior is not only tolerated, even encouraged at times, because we feel safe behind the screen. But how many of you would be brave enough to do it in real life? Most of us can only fantasize about meeting someone like Kate in person. In public, a very shy and conservative woman, but online a very bold and vivacious woman exuding of sensual energy. And she was the rare few who took things to real life as long as she felt safe with you. With each step she took, the sexual energy in the room only increased. To tell the truth, I was more afraid than excited at that moment. Like most men reading right now, I was probably more bark than bite when it came to sexual encounters with women I met online. I woman must be half insane or dangerous to initiate sex with a man she met for the first time; but I've known Kate for a more than 4 years now and I was confident that she was neither. I wanted to chicken out and call her bluff, but I knew full well that she wasn't bluffing. "Kate..." I breathed out trying to say something. "I can't go through with this" I wanted to say. But she put her finger to my lips to stop my words as if telling me, "stop talking, let it happen." Then we kissed. It was electric, passionate. It was as if all the pent up energy of the entire day came flooding through. I wanted Kate, I've wanted her for a very long time. I finally have my chance, and this is going to happen. I took in all the sensations she was giving me. Her lips were soft and luscious, her tongue danced in my mouth, the smell of her hair filled my nostrils, my hands glided along her back and tight ass which I gave a squeeze. She responded with a soft moan under her kiss. Kate guided my hand to the zipper of her skirt and I dutifully obliged. She wiggled her hips and allowed her skirt to fall to the floor. Kate finally broke our kiss stepped back, gave me a pout and then raised her hands. That's what I loved most about Kate, she was a woman who have sexual desires and was not afraid to satisfy them. At the same time, she was also a little girl; playful, giddy, fun. And I was like a little boy when I was with her; exited and full of wonder. I lifted her cotton top over her head and took a moment to admire her beauty. Her black high heels were in full contrast to her long creamy legs. She was wearing "barely there" thongs and a pair of lace bra which heaved her tits with her breathing. The look on her face screamed "fuck me now" and her disheveled hair completed her look. She was like a wet dream come true and men could literally cum just by looking at her. I fumbled with my shirt buttons in all the excitement and thinking "the hell with it," tore off my shirt in one quick stroke, sending buttons flying in the air. I haven't done that since I was a teenager and I've never felt more alive. This made Kate smile. She then laid on the bed, lowered her thongs and removed her left leg keeping her thongs on the other. Kate laid there knees up, high heels still on and started to play with her pussy. This was like an image straight from a porn movie and the thongs on her knee added to the effect. Kate was already lost in her own pleasure. I could have just watched her the whole time and she probably wouldn't even notice me, but my cock was already in full mast and wanted in on the action. I climbed on top of Kate and she welcomed me by opening her legs even further. I positioned my self on top of her, ready to fuck her tight pussy. In all accounts, Kate was tiny compared to me and her face barely reached the bottom of my neck. She took advantage of this setup and greedily took my nipple in her mouth. She grabbed my cock and positioned it in front of her pussy. She used my hard cock as a dildo for a few seconds, wetting the head with her pussy juices. "Make love to me Sam," she whispered in into my ear. Kate didn't need to ask again as I slowly entered her very wet pussy. I felt every fold of her pussy on my cock as I gently slid in. "Ah you're so big Sam, slowly," I heard her beg. Kate's pussy was already very wet but I could sense an expression of pain on her face as I slowly inched inside her. Her head twitched with my every motion while I entered her. Her face delirious with pleasure and pain, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth egging me to go on. Kate's pussy was tight, I could feel her muscles squeezing every inch of my cock until I was full inside. Kate gave out a guttural moan. "you're so big Sam," she screamed. "Fuck me." Her legs wrapped around my hips like a vice and her fingernails buried in my back. I fucked her. Kate the girl, no, woman of my dreams. Each thrust bringing us closer to orgasm. Kate moaned wildly and her body twitched involuntarily with pleasure in each thrust. For a moment I was worried the guests in the next room might hear us, but the pleasure I felt easily overshadowed any fear. "I'm cumming Sam," she yelled. I could feel her hips moving from side to side as jolts of pleasure coursed through her body, her pussy muscles tightened and squeezed my cock and she sucked my nipples it felt like it would come off. The sensations overwhelmed my body and lost all control over my own orgasm. My cock exploded in her pussy, I could feel gobs of cum squirt out of Kate's stuffed pussy. I looked at Kate and saw a glazed expression on her face. "I can get used to this Kate," I blurted out, hoping to get a response. "Had she fainted?" I thought for a second, I've heard of this before but this was the first time I ever witnessed it myself. Some women, when they feel the most intense pleasure during an orgasm, can overload their senses and enter a state similar to a trance. My heart was still pounding from my orgasm and the little panic I was feeling now added to it. Kate looked at me and an expression slowly formed on her face. She smiled. "I can get used to this Sam," she said while she stretched her arms and her entire body. I felt my shrinking cock slide out of her pussy along with a stream of our juices. Kate's eyes were already half closed, probably because of the exhaustion, and yet she still dutifully played and stroked my cock. She was a woman, every man would dream of. I smiled a little and whispered "I'm so glad I met you Kate," then gave her a soft kiss on her forehead. Kate barely nodded as sleep inevitably crept in.