0 comments/ 12467 views/ 1 favorites Online Rendezvous By: Dana Gallagher (True story, it really is!) I met him online; I'd never met anyone online before, not really. There were a few times when I was a teenager, but mostly that, was just stupid fun, plus back then the internet was new so actually meeting someone from online in person was considered dangerous. Though now a days you hear about people meeting online and getting together all the time. I'm fairly shy and all my girlfriends are either still married or too busy to go out to the clubs. Plus, I've met a few guys at the clubs, and none of them were any good, so I suppose we shall see what we shall see. I met Walter the morning of the day after Easter Sunday. I was checking my emails when I got an advertisement email saying someone has a crush on you, so I checked it out what the hell. It was a totally free personal ad site that boasted the fact you could use your web cam. I didn't have one at this time, but I signed up anyways. I found this site had chat rooms, so I joined this one chat room that no one else was in, I was chatting to myself, is that the same as talking to yourself? Okay, I got out of that chat room, and joined in another. Okay lets not get too caught up in details here, I want to tell you about meeting him in person, so I'm going to try to make this quick, yeah right. Long story short I met a guy named Walter in the chat room, we continued chatting on the messenger, through the morning. He's almost 28 years old, I'm practically 25 years old myself. He's divorced and has children, just like me. I live in Oklahoma, and he lives in Missouri, which is a bit difficult for a real relationship, but we'll see how things work out. I don't know how to describe him, he's just nice and likes me, he's probably about the best guy I've ever met, though this is new, so I don't know his bad traits yet. I had sent him a few pictures some from then and some of now, before children and after children, there were no complaints, so it's all good. When I met Walter online it had been about 5 months since I had left my ex-husband, I had been on only one date and that didn't go very well. Let me say this, before I met Walter it was a bit easier, cause I know at least with me, when there is no one around to focus my thoughts on, I don't get horny quite as much. Of course I got horny every now and then and that was easily taken care of by masturbating of course. After I had met Walter, I seemed to be masturbating at least once a week sometimes twice. That may not seem like a lot to some people, but it seemed like a lot to me, and there were also nights that I wouldn't let myself masturbate, even thought I really wanted to, I would just toss and turn in bed until finally my body would just give it up and go to sleep. Well, to pacify myself, I started to write a story, it was a raunchy story or sex story, which ever you prefer. I don't think my writing is very hard-core, as some stuff I've read, in comparison my stuff is pretty soft. Anyways, I emailed it to Walter, he said he liked it, I wrote a few more and he liked those as well. One story in particular he said he read it before going to work and he told me he almost called in late for work, guess something just came up! At one point during Walter's and my messaging we discussed him coming out to Oklahoma and agreed on a date. Well, as things would have it, I ended up meeting him, before his visit. It was really a spontaneous kind of thing. I had planned to go on a day trip with my girlfriend Tracy, just as a chance to escape a bit. As things go Tracy had some stuff come up, so she couldn't go. I had really been looking forward to this day trip; I told this to Walter he suggested that I come out to Missouri for the weekend. I didn't know if I could make it, I'm not fond of highways, I feel like it's too easy to get lost. Walter told me to look at yahoo maps cause it was pretty much a straight shot up I-44 all the way to Missouri. I studied the maps almost all night; finally I decided to go for it. I told Walter the next time we chatted, that I was going to come out there. I left on a Saturday after my ex-husband had taken the kids for his weekend visit. Walter called before I left and we exchanged my cell number for the number where he could be reached, just in case I got in to trouble, Walter is so nice, just had to add that! I was on my way traveling down I-44, I felt excited, scared, and nervous. This will be the farthest I have ever driven, and just to go see a guy, I must be crazy! I had to stop shortly after starting my trip; my nerves got the better of me. After I calmed down I got back on the road. Walter called a few times while I was on the road just checking in to make sure everything was going well, and he told me to call him when I was close to my destination. I stopped once again a little further this time. I had been driving along thinking about Walter, and what our night together might be like, and to be honest I was really thinking about how it would be to fuck him. When I stopped I felt a tingling in my crotch, thought I just had to go to the bathroom, but instead it was that I had gotten myself horny, very horny by the amount of wetness, well no time for that got to get back on the road. My horniness problem will just have to wait until I met Walter. I get back on the road again and I didn't take any more stops until I reached the Ramada Inn, where we were supposed to meet. I had one scary moment when I took the wrong road that kept winding up and up with no place to turn around. Finally I was able to turn around and reached the Ramada in one piece. I thought Walter would already be there, so I had to take a moment to calm down, I was really nervous about meeting Walter and freaking out about almost getting lost. Eventually, I worked up the courage to go in the hotel. I walked up to the front desk and told the clerk that Walter _________ had made a reservation and that I should have a key waiting. The clerk kept saying "they" like I was meeting a couple, I told her not they, him! He made the reservations and I am his guest and I'm supposed to have a key, well this just confused her further! I discovered that Walter hadn't checked in yet, so I gave up my request for a key and just asked to use the restroom. Went in and attempted to make myself look at least half way decent, I came out of the bathroom and sat down on the couch in the lobby. I was watching the front door waiting for Walter, suddenly I heard him to the side of me, and he said,"you shouldn't have to sit down there." He was coming down the stairs to the side of me, he was wearing a white golf shirt that was printed with different green designs, a pair of baggy jeans, sneakers, and a baseball cap. When I first looked at him he seemed younger than 28, but once I got close to him I could see he was the age he said he was. He is about 5'10" and he has a mustache and a long goatee. Looked good. I'm about 5'8"; I was wearing a pair of dark blue jean shorts, a blue tank top, a short sleeve button up over shirt, and my sneakers. We made our greetings, "hi how are you?" "It's nice to meet you in person." We walked out to his full sized pickup truck, and he drove us around to the side of the hotel, where our room was located. I had told Walter that I was shy, but I was still worried with the stories I had sent him, and the way I had portrayed myself online that he might think that we were just going to fuck the minute we got into our room. But, Walter couldn't have been more of a gentleman. We made our way to our room, and I placed my bag inside, and we left the room. I'm going to try and be concise here, to save time and space. We went out to eat after searching for a while, we decided on a restaurant. At dinner I was able to talk to him more it may have been the strawberry daiquiri or maybe I just got more comfortable with him. We shared stories of our wild teenage days, after dinner we drove out to his parent's house. On the drive up we shared stories of our children and the stuff they try to get away with. I met his parents and Walter's sister, I talked a little bit, not much, they showed me pictures of his children and younger pictures of Walter. After a while we decided to leave. I didn't know what we were going to do next, it was close to 2 am now and there wasn't anything open that late. I figured that we were going back to the hotel, the shy girl inside of me was afraid of this don't ask me why. When I was able to tell the shy part of me to shut up, I realized that I did want to go back to the hotel, and my mind kept thinking about what it would be like to kiss Walter, and that I really, really wanted to kiss him. We made our way back to the hotel room, half of me wanted him to grab me and fuck me the minute we walked into the room, the other half of me was afraid he would. But, remember I said he was a total gentleman, whether you the reader like it, I don't really care, cause I liked it a lot, so there! Walter walked over to the sliding glass door, which opened up to the pool. He opened the door and we walked out and stood beside the fence surrounding the pool. Walter made a comment about climbing the fence to get into the Jacuzzi, since it was locked up this late. We stood there for awhile smoking a cigarette and kind of talked about me seeing if I could arrange to come out to see him for a week or two during mid-summer, but we couldn't come up with any definite plans. We came back into the room, Walter shut the door, and closed the shades saying," I enjoy a show just as much as the next guy, just as long as I'm not part of the show." He walked in and pulled his shirt off, nice chest, a bit of muscle in his arms, and hair on his chest. I really liked the hair on his chest! He sat in the chair by the glass doors; I sat across from him on the bed (shy girl was running the show, at this point). Walter said why don't you take your shoes off and stay awhile. I took them off, but was still sitting on the bed. Walter then showed me his tattoos one on his arm that said tweety bird and one on his back of a Viking woman. I got up to look at the Viking woman tattoo and when I turned to sit back on the bed he said,"go all the way back over there." I sat beside him in the chair. We sat there and talked and had another cigarette. We talked about our ex's, a topic, which is unavoidable, between two people that have gone through divorces. Walter got up to check the temperature, and he lay on the bed and asked me to join him. I lay beside him we discussed more of our wild teenage years, sharing stories back and forth. We reached a silent moment, and then we kissed. It was like a joint kiss, I believe, neither person giving the kiss, just both deciding to kiss at the same time, or possibly I'm romanticizing it too much. I probed his mouth with my tongue, and then latched my lips around his tongue and sucked it, we stopped kissing and Walter looked at me and said,"okay were you waiting for me to shut up to give me that kiss?" I just grinned at him and began to kiss him some more, and then Walter said,"I guess that is a yes." We kissed some more and Walter grabbed my tit, but I couldn't feel it, cause I was still wearing my push up bra. Walter tried to put his hand under the bra, but it didn't work, so he rolled me over on top of him and pulled off my shirts and bra. Walter played with my tits, and then he took each of my nipples into his mouth and sucked on them. I kissed him once he was finished with my tits; I sucked on his tongue again. Walter said,"careful it's attached." That was from one of the stories I sent him, the girl character told the guy character not to suck her clit too hard, and she says what he said. I kissed him some more, this time I didn't suck on his tongue. I then kissed and licked down the side of his neck, Walter made all kind of noises when I did this. Walter's hand went in the leg of my shorts and up under my panties. I think at this point I was so wet I'd probably soaked my panties. Walter rubbed my pussy with his fingers, I wanted him to get better access, so I rolled off of him and unfastened my shorts. Walter was up and there between my legs pulling my shorts and underwear off of me. Walter licked my pussy just a little bit and put two fingers up inside of me, the minute he touched me I began to cum and my body began to quiver. Can you blame me, it had been almost 7 months and all I'd had was my own finger. Walter stopped licking my pussy. DAMN IT! He got up and took his own jeans and underwear off. His cock was hard standing straight up. How do I describe Walter,I'm not going to get into inches here, I don't carry a ruler with me, well I'll say long and thin. A moment later he was thrusting himself into my wet pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moved my hips up into his hips. Walter leaned over and sucked my tits, all the while sinking his cock deeper into me. At this point I had the urge to put my finger down to my clit and rub myself, but the shy girl inside wouldn't let me. I felt my muscles inside me tighten around his cock, and a small orgasm went through me. I could feel my body building to another bigger orgasm. Walter came, without much fanfare, actually I didn't realize he had cum until he pulled out of me and lay down beside me, and I saw his cock start to go soft. At least I hope he came. Damn it! I was still horny. We laid there curled up into each other our naked bodies intertwined I could see beads of sweat breaking out all over Walter's forehead. Walter rested his chin on my boob tickling my nipple with his goatee. I lay there with my hand on his chest, with my fingers combing his chest hair. He ran his fingers around the side of my face, down my neck, and down my back, which felt delicious, brought goose bumps out all over my body, and started me to shake, not because of coldness, but in pure delight. Then he reached my tickle zone right in the small of my back just above my butt. Once touched, that zone turns my whole backside into one complete tickle spot. Once he discovered this he took full opportunity of it, blaming it on his "bad hand". Which of course caused me to wiggle against him, trying to escape the "bad hand". When his "bad hand" started to behave, we laid there commenting on the videos that were playing while we were watching VH1. Walter then pulls my face toward his and we kiss our tongues probing each other's mouths. I bit his lip and he says," no biting." We kiss again and I bit him once more and he says,"uh, uh, no biting." Then he said," give me your lower lip, you're always sticking it in." I pushed my lower lip out to him and he sucked on it. Walter then says, "you have juicy lips." I liked that, it's a lot better than what I've been told before, "you have nice DSL's (dick sucking lips), been told that one a few times actually guess they thought if they told me that I would do it. Ha! I have never been told that I have juicy lips I really liked that. Walter continued to kiss me and he licked around my lips and sucked on my lower lip some more. He actually sucked on my lip so much that the next day I didn't need any lipstick, and I wear a dark maroon color! I turned Walter's head and kissed and licked down the side of his neck, then I got to his nipple and took it into my mouth and sucked on it, Walter seemed to enjoy this. I ran my fingernails up and down his chest and around his belly, he turned toward me and I ran my fingers across his side and down his butt, which judging by his cock getting hard again, he must have enjoyed all of this. I ran my fingernails down his ass and across his thigh, up his balls and up his hard shaft. I returned my fingernails to running them back and forth across his belly and back down his cock. Then I grabbed his stiff cock in my hand went up and over and down the other side. I did this a few more times, and then he was there again between my legs. He entered my pussy, there was a little resistance at first, but then his cock slid inside me smoothly. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moved my hips with his. Then I unwrapped my legs, and brought them up close to my chest. Walter thrusted himself into me hard and deep, it was such a pounding that there was a slapping sound our bodies were making. I felt a small orgasm go through my body, on the heels of that was a larger orgasm, but Walter pulled out of me. Walter turned me over on the bed; I buried my head in a pillow, with my ass in the air. Walter's cock entered my pussy and he slammed hard and deep inside me. So, deep in fact I could feel him all the way into my stomach. Walter slammed in to me so hard, that my tits jiggled so much that if they had been a bit larger they probably would have slapped me in the face. Walter finished again without much fanfare; he pulled himself out of me and we both collapsed on the bed trying to catch our breath. After a bit, we decided to take a shower together. After our shower Walter put his underwear back on, and I put on my pj's. We snuggled up under the covers together. Walter kept telling me that I should sleep, thought each time I closed my eyes his "bad hand" would act up again. I lay there just playing with his chest hair, he said, "you're was putting him to sleep, and I really don't want to leave, but I have too." Walter had to go back to the conference he had at work, he'd been there the day before and he had to go back. At about 6:30 am he left our hotel room to go to his conference. I fell asleep, I only got to sleep for about four hours, but I've got to say it was the best four hours of sleep I've had in a while. I got back to Oklahoma the next day, I was only twelve minutes late getting back, but in that twelve minutes all had gone to hell, I got everything back on track and it was all good. Later on Walter asks me that I sound like my trip was life changing, I told him in a way it was, first off I had a great night of sex with a man I truly wanted to have sex with for the first time in a very long time. Also, I took a trip, the longest I've ever driven and I did it all on my own, it was kind of liberating. If nothing else comes from this friendship, thanks for at least that much Walter. Love, Melissa I've now got one week left until Walter visits me, I can't wait! We shall see about me getting to visit him this mid-summer for a week or two, I hope it happens. Last night we were talking on messenger and the conversation was mildly sexual, really all it was, was a few sexual comments, though it don't take much to send my imagination wandering, and my mind brought up images of our night together. Soon, I felt that familiar tingling in my crotch. I told Walter I was planning to masturbate that night, he told me to think of him while I did it. Walter had to go to bed, so we got offline. I stayed on the computer for a bit and started reading some stories off one of those sex story sites, some of the stories I didn't care for, but a lot I really liked, which only increased the horniness I already felt. Finally I got off the computer luckily everyone was asleep. I went and made myself ready for bed, the whole time thinking of fucking Walter. I got my bed ready by putting a thick blanket where my butt would be; well I don't want to sleep in the wet spot, especially the kind of wet spot I can make. I got into bed and pulled the covers up to my chin, once I was under the covers, I pulled down my pajama bottoms and my panties, and I pulled my t-shirt up and over my tits. I started massaging my tits one in each hand once my nipples got hard I ran my fingertips across the tops of them. My left hand stayed massaging my left tit, my right hand glided it's way down to my pussy, I put my fingers between my lower lips, I was very, very wet down there. My pussy was covered in wetness from the top running all the way to the crack of my ass. Online Rendezvous Another Encounter Okay, please forgive me if this first part is going to sound a little like a journal entry, but I wanted to write a little while the whole night was fresh in my mind. I’ve just gotten back from my night with Walter; he came to visit me this time. If you have no clue what I’m talking about please read my story “Online Rendezvous” that will clue you in some more. This story is a continuation of my ongoing relationship with Walter, I’m sorry to break up the stories, but when it’s true you can only write as it happens. I’m sitting here at the computer in the same clothes from last night, and I can still smell him on my clothes. Oh, god I already miss him, and I want him again, and again, and again. I will go in to detail later, but for now if I can describe our night together in one word it would be AMAZING! For now I must stop, I need to take a nap, I am exhausted but I will continue writing later. As you may have read in the first installment of my ongoing friendship with Walter, Walter and I met online. We’ve already met once in person, this is the story of our second meeting. Walter and I chatted online Friday night, the day before he was supposed to visit me. We ended up chatting all night talking about what he would have to expect when meeting my parents. Unlike some of my characters in my fictions stories, I have not been able as of yet to get my kids and myself out of my parent’s house. We are living here because I left my husband and I am going through a divorce that should be finish soon. I’m working on getting myself into a place of my own, and with hope that will happen soon as well. Walter and I chatted mostly about his travel plans and when he would get here. Also I informed him that I had written a story about our last meeting. He read the story, he liked it, but of course he likes all my stories, truth or fiction. We talked about ways we could improve our next meeting, and various other things. I told him of my plans to give him a blowjob this time, and he told me of his plans to go down on me. I have to admit this chatting got me very horny, though what doesn’t these days. I had masturbated once at the beginning of this week, but told myself I wouldn’t do it again, so that I would be ready, willing, and able when Walter arrived. After Walter and I finished chatting I ended up succumbing to my own horniness. We stopped chatting about 5 am. Afterwards I got in the shower, to wash and shave, the whole time I told myself I wouldn’t masturbate. My brain kept thinking about Walter and what we’d promised to do to each other when we got together again. No matter how much I told myself I wouldn’t, eventually I found myself sitting in the bathtub, legs spread open and playing with myself. I tried to not carry the orgasm all the way, still wanted to have some major horniness left for Walter. I swear I must have no self-control. Anyways, only half satisfied I got to bed around 7 am (Walter and I are both very much night owls sometimes me more than him). Walter wanted me to call him at 10 am; he didn’t think he’d wake up using only his alarm clock. I sat my own alarm for 9:55 am, didn’t want to be late calling. Well, I ended up calling him about 10:15 am; guess I hit the snooze button. He was very sleepy sounding when he picked up the phone. “Walter its Melissa. I’m giving you, your wake up call.” I said. “I’m getting up in just a second.” Mumbled Walter. At least I think that’s what he said, can’t be sure. We hung up, I was afraid he might have gone back to sleep and told myself to call him back in a little bit. I ended up falling back to sleep. I slept until 1pm, I called Walter again, and no answer, guess he was on his way. Well, I took my time getting ready I didn’t expect him until 4pm. By 4pm I was all fixed up and ready, hair all fixed, a bit of make up, just lipstick, eyeliner and mascara. I wore my ropers and Justin boots that I had just gotten out of lay-away. Also, I had a dark blue tank top and a red checked button up over shirt, with tweety bird on the pocket. I don’t know why I have chosen to go back to wearing western clothing, I used to dress like this all the time back in high school, but stopped somewhere along the way. There’s just something about wearing western jeans and boots that makes me feel sexy and a bit empowered. Though when I wore this back in high school there were rumors about my sexuality, that either I went both ways, or that I was just a lesbian. There’s rumors were just someone’s assumption; there was no truth to them. Anyways, 4pm rolled around, no Walter. Then 4:30, 5 o’clock, 5:30 still no Walter. “Maybe Walter fell back asleep after you called, and then just realized he wouldn’t be able to make the trip,” assumed my father. “Walter is not like that Dad. If he couldn’t make it, he would have called.” I exclaimed at Dad. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” Said my father. My parents still have no clue that this was Walter’s and my second meeting. Anyways, I was getting very anxious just hanging around the house, waiting. Plus my father was about to drive me crazy. I told Dad that I was going to the smoke shop to get a carton, and if Walter called to tell him to call me on my cell phone. This was about 6pm. I went and got my cigarettes and drove around town, just to avoid going home and waiting. Well, about 7 o’clock my cell phone rings, it also vibrates. I had the cell phone between my legs next to my crotch, I let it vibrate a bit longer I figured from the regular ring that it had to be Walter. Walter told me he was here and told me what part of town he was in. I tried to tell him how to get to my house, but I’m not very good at giving directions. Since I wasn’t very far from him, I told him I would go get him and he could follow me to my parents’ house. He was sitting in his truck at a Texaco. I pulled up next to his truck and got out of the car and Walter got out of his truck. Walter was wearing another golf shirt this one with a kind of Midwest design (he likes his golf shirts and so do I) and some baggy jean shorts. “Well, can I have a hug, since it will be hands off at your parents’ house.” Said Walter. I gave him a quick hug, he explained that there had been an accident on the interstate and that’s why he wasn’t here when he had planned. I told him what my father had assumed. He asked for another hug, and we kissed briefly, just an open lip kiss no tongue. I used to be able to show open displays of affection, (making out in the middle of McDonalds) but that was a different time and a different person ago. We got to my parents’ house and Walter had brought me a bike, and some old computers to see if he could fix up the old computer I had. We got inside the house and he met my father. I gave Walter a wooden mail holder that I had painted and carved his initials into. “This is cool, but you forgot to put a hole in it, so I can hang it on the wall.” Said Walter. “Well, you can buy a hanger for it at Wal-mart and put it on there,” I explained. “But, that requires manual labor,” teased Walter, “I’ll just put on my desk.” My mother walked in, and they greeted. Walter explained why he wasn’t here at the time he had planned, and told my father that he hadn’t fallen back asleep. Walter took a look at my father’s computer but couldn’t make anything out of my old computer he promised to send me one that worked. While he was there Walter took a look at our hall of horrors, full of pictures of my sister and me from birth all the way up. “It’s only fair, you got to see pictures of me at my parents house.” Said Walter. We all ordered sandwiches and ate them. Then Walter and me were off, away from my parents. We went to a movie theater called AMC20, I’ve always wanted to go there, but never have even though it’s a mile or less from my parents’ house. We got tickets for “Bruce Almighty” and got your normal movie munchies. We got in the theater. Walter cracked some jokes and I was laughing before the movie even started. The movie was hilarious, we were both laughing so hard. I had told Walter I wanted to see “Bruce Almighty” previously when we were chatting online. We left the theater after a potty break. I took Walter on tour of Tulsa, showing him places where my friends and I got up to no good, when we were teenagers. Also, took him down Memorial Drive, the cruising spot, where my girlfriends and I spent many a weekend night, back then. I showed him different areas, saying stuff like… “Krissy did that there…” “Monica did this there…” “I did this and that over there…” Though I’m sure my misspent youth was a lot tamer than Walter’s teenage years. After a time of driving Walter looks around. “I think you are leading me around in circles, so I won’t know where I am.” Teased Walter. ‘Yeah, that’s my plan,’ I thought, ‘to get you lost in the middle of Tulsa, so I can have my way with you.’ We finally started to look for a hotel. I pointed to a hotel that I’d been to for an after prom party and then an after grad. party. But, explained that it was $69 a night, Walter shook his head at this, we went in search for a Best Western. We found on and went inside to get a room; the price was about $55 a night. I hope Walter didn’t think I did this intentionally. I could have taken him to some really cheap hotels, but they are really nasty (the reason I know of these hotels is a story best left untold). Anyways, I’m starting to think that Walter’s and my friendship is starting to cost him a fortune. If I can arrange a week or two with my ex-husband to take the kids for a week or two, then I can spend that time at Walter’s house, and hopefully it won’t cost him a thing. The only thing about that is I will have to figure out another mode of transportation, my 1985 LTD brougham is not doing well after my first trip to Missouri. It wasn’t doing very well before the trip; it’s really a miracle it made it out there at all. After we got our room, we went in search for alcohol, not hard liquor, just beer for him and wine coolers for me. We got back to our room, and the minute we got there Walter turned to me. “Okay now you better give me a real kiss,” said Walter. We kissed, a good kiss tongues went exploring, and I bit his lip a little. After kissing Walter takes off his shirt as he did the last time. The whole night Walter had been having problems with his shorts staying up, he’d forgotten to wear a belt, he looked like he was saggin’, with the band of his underwear stick out of the waist of his shorts. I sat on the bed; no matter how I try shy girl won’t go away, no matter how much I want her to go and let the horny side of me loose. “You’re going to have to learn to relax,” said Walter. Walter goes over and starts unbuttoning my over shirt with tweety bird on it. “I appreciate the solidarity of the tweety bird shirt, but now it can go,” said Walter as he takes it the rest of the way off of me. Guess he thought I wore the shirt because of his tattoo that says tweety bird, but I like things like tweety bird, pooh bear, and Mickey mouse. I’m just weird like that, or I’ve just been spending too much time with my children. Walter proceeds to untie and take off my boots, one foot then the other. Walter refers to my western jeans as “goat ropers,” oh well I call my boots “shit kickers.” We lay on the bed together cuddling; we order a movie on the TV. Stephen King’s “Dream catcher,” we both like to read Stephen King and Dean Koontz, but I’m a bigger fan of King and he is a bigger fan of Koontz. I'm also trying to get him to read a James Patterson book. While we were watching the movie I was playing with his chest hair, I just couldn’t keep my hands off of him. A few times he would hold my hand down and run his own hand up my arm. Every time I would sit up to smoke a cigarette he would rub my back. Sometimes my back can be very ticklish; it also can be very arousing when I get a back rub. My best spots are my hair I love it when someone runs their hand through my hair. Also, nothing will get me wet faster than getting the back of my neck gently touched, well with the exception of the obvious places. I lay back down beside Walter, and there was just something about the area just above the top of his underwear that I couldn’t keep my hands off. Plus there was just something about his hipbones that I couldn’t help but run my hands over. Sometime during the movie my bra began to piss me off. I have heard it said that when a woman takes off her bra by unhooking it and then sliding the straps down her arms, and then boom it’s out from under her shirt, is a turn on for men to watch. I don’t know if this turned on Walter or not, at that point I was not trying to be sexy, I was just tired of the under wire digging into my tit. Well, I lay back down beside Walter; he did pull me closer to him. I wasn’t that much into the movie at that point, I really wanted to seduce Walter and begin my plans for a blowjob. But, I figured that Walter was either enjoying the movie or that he wouldn’t want to waste the money spent on ordering it. Walter made a few little moans while I was running my hands over his chest and stomach about that time he had to grab my arm and roaming hand. Finally the movie ended. The minute the credits rolled we started making out. We kissed urgently, my hands roamed his body, some more, and his hands roamed my body. He put his hands up my tank top and started rubbing my tits, but in favor of a better plan he just took my tank top off of me. Once the tank top was off Walter started rubbing and sucking my tits, at first it was mostly my right tit, but I think he remembered my left one was the more sensitive one, but that was kind of trapped between our bodies. My hands dove for his shorts and underwear and the hard on trapped underneath. Quickly Walter got himself out of his shorts and underwear and I was able to take proper hold of his erect cock. I kissed him and ran my hands up his inner thighs, up his balls, and then took a hold of his cock. Walter took a brief moment from kissing my lips, to suck on my tits. Walter’s hand went to the crotch of my jeans and began to rub there. Then he put his hands inside my jeans and pushed my panties to the side, and began to rub my clit; all the while I was still rubbing and squeezing my hand up and down his long cock. Walter’s rubs on my clit began to get a bit too eager. “It’s a little too hard,” I told him. Walter stopped rubbing my clit and attacked my jeans, trying to pull them off of me. Some how I struggled out of my jeans and Walter helped me out of my panties. Then Walter was there with his head between my legs, but he was licking me from above instead of below. I went in search of Walter’s cock and found it and wrapped my hand around it, then he moved his body and his cock was dangling right in front of my face. I latched my lips around it, and began to suck on his cock. This was very interesting I have never done the 69 position with the man on top, though I didn’t mind it. I have never liked being the one on top in this position, cause I feel like I’ve got my asshole in the guy’s face. Plus, I haven’t done the 69 position since my cumming ability was discovered so it probably wouldn’t have been wise for me to be on top. I wouldn’t want to drown Walter. Plus Walter’s asshole wasn’t in my face, just his cock waiting to be sucked. I pressed my lips around his cock and moved my mouth up and down it with my tongue pressed hard against one side of his cock. I don’t think I was able to give him a proper blowjob in this position, but I did my damnedest. Walter was at my pussy, his fingers enter in and out of me, and I’m not sure how many fingers, it seemed like quite a few and his tongue working at my clit. Orgasms started ripping through me one on top of the other, and I started cumming big time. I was moaning with Walter’s cock in my mouth, it might have been a total scream of pleasure if not for his cock in m mouth. I pressed my lips harder around his cock and sucked it as hard as I could and moved my mouth up and down it as fast as I could. All the while Walter is still working vigorously at my pussy. My body is shaking violently, but subdued a bit with Walter’s body on top of me. At this point I’m having too many orgasms to count on after another. My juices are pouring out of my hole around Walter’s fingers going in and out of me. I am making an increasingly larger wet spot on the bedspread under my butt. I think I came untold amounts of juices. Liters? Gallons? Possibly. I got a bit lax on my blowjob performance; guess I got too caught up in my own orgasms. Walter helped me out by moving his hips back and forth. I remembered what I was doing and pressed my lips tight around his cock and then sucked as hard as I can and moved my mouth in sync with his hip movements. I’m still going through torrents of orgasms. At one point during Walter’s stimulation of my pussy, I came when he was only pushing his fingers in and out of me; he had given his tongue a rest, that’s new never been able to cum like that. Finally we stopped eating each other, I didn’t think I had the strength for any more activities, and had given my last final orgasm. But, Walter hadn’t cum yet; at this point I had done all the cumming. Walter repositioned himself so that he was now between my legs, and his cock entered into me smoothly. With all the juices that had poured out of me, I didn’t think I had enough wetness, but apparently I was still quite wet. My mind was very fussy at this point, so I can’t tell you if I wrapped my legs around Walter’s waist or if my feet were just planted on the bed. As Walter pushed himself deeper inside of me, my hips pushed up into him, pushing him deeper inside of me. I wanted to kiss him, I didn’t care that he’d just been down in my pussy, I don’t know if he minded that his cock had just been in my mouth, but I got him to kiss me anyway. I ran my hands up and down his arms, then I pushed my hips upwards and then it hit, another orgasm ripped through my body. I felt my inner muscles tighten around Walter’s cock, but still moving my hips. Then Walter pulls out of me and cums a little on my stomach. “I want more,” said Walter. He enters me once more and thrust himself deep inside of me and I thrust back up into him. Finally he cums, the full amount, then he collapses on top of me. We kiss and he kisses my tits, and pulls each of my nipples into his mouth. Then Walter pulls out of me and we both lie like a heap on the bed. Both exhausted. We reach for each other, hold on, and just wrapped our bodies together. I didn’t do it, but I was greatly tempted to scream out. “Oh my god! Holy shit! WOW!” I wanted to say, but didn’t. With this lovemaking session Walter gets high marks for oral presentation (hey my friends always used to say I looked like a teacher, though I don’t think I did much teaching this time around). I’m not just writing this because I know Walter will read this, it is the honest fucking truth! So, how ya like them apples! And no Walter I’m not the Ebert and Roper (two thumbs up) of sexual intercourse. Anyways, soon after I have to get up and wipe myself off, my thighs, my butt crack, and of course my pussy were all slick with my poured juices. While I was cleaning up my legs kept shaking, I couldn’t make them stop. After I finished cleaning I put my panties back on then Walter and I turned off the lights and got under the covers. I still ended up sleeping in the wet spot, cause I had apparently soaked the bedspread, the blanket, and the sheets underneath it all. The wet spot wasn’t that bad though, just a bit damp. Walter and I lay down wrapped up together and fell asleep. This time I was fully satisfied, unlike the day before in my shower. I loved that this time Walter was able to stay the whole night with me, instead of having to leave like last time. Walter slept like the dead; I fell asleep but kept waking up. I don’t know why I kept waking up, I guess I’ve just gotten used to sleeping alone, even when I was still with my ex-husband it was like sleeping alone. Online Rendezvous Another Encounter If Walter and me get to have a week or so long visit, I’m sure I’ll get used to sleeping with him. But, then when I go back home and have to sleep alone once more, I probably won’t be able to sleep. We were awoken at around 10:30 am by housekeeping knocking at the door. “Housekeeping,” hollered the maid. Walter woke up and tried to holler back that we were still in here, but the maid was too busy trying to unlock the door. Walter jumped up and tried to put on his shorts, but the maid was opening the door. I pulled the sheets up to my chin; I had my panties on, but no top. Walter stood there holding his shorts at his waist. The maid opened the door all the way and saw us; she turned three shades of red, made an apology and quickly closed the door. “I guess its check out time,” said Walter. I started to get dressed, but Walter had to go on a little search for his underwear. He looked under the bed in the covers and still couldn’t find them. I started to help him look. “Did you look inside your shorts?” I asked thinking that he had taken his shorts and underwear off in one motion last night, so they might have been still inside the shorts. Yep, the underwear was inside the shorts. Walter relieved that he’d found the missing underwear proceeded to get dressed. We checked out of the hotel. We decided to get breakfast, but first Walter had to find an ATM (this friendship is costing him a fortune, I think). We found an ATM at a gas station, and he comes back out with two cold pops one for him and one for me, he’s so nice. Also, we didn’t know this before we met the first time, but as it turns out we drink the same pop diet Dr. Pepper, isn’t that neat or interesting or just weird. We try to decide where to eat breakfast; Walter hates Denny’s so I suggest a place called Kelly’s, which I used to eat at when I was a kid. The food was okay, but I enjoyed the company better. I keep looking at Walter with a smile on my face and he thinks I have something on my mind, but really I’m just happy to be with him, since it doesn’t happen very often. We leave the restaurant and Walter informs me that he can stay only one more hour. At first my mind draws a blank, but then suggest that we go and walk around one of the malls here. We reach Eastland and it’s surprisingly empty for a Sunday afternoon. Walter needs a belt his shorts keep trying to fall down. At first we walk into Dillard’s but all we find is woman’s clothes. We joke about if Walter’s shorts fall down in the middle of the mall and they have to throw us out. Walter cracks me up by saying that they’ve probably had worse like if a guy walked into Fredrick’s of Hollywood and decided to put panties on his head and do a little dance. “But, I was just trying them on! They fit see.” Said Walter acting out the scenario from his head. I crack up laughing even more, but it was probably funnier in person. We leave Dillard’s and go into Mervin’s there Walter found some shorts that were on sale. We both like to find a good sale. We look at the men’s belts, but he shorts are cheaper. Walter goes to try them on in the fitting room. He comes back out and shows me the new shorts. They looked good; I can actually see that he has an ass underneath them. Walter changes back into the loose shorts and pays for the new ones. We walk out to his truck. Walter informs me that he is going to change into his new shorts in the parking lot, why he didn’t just leave them on after the fitting room, I’ll never know. We get beside his truck and he proceeds to change into his new shorts, I walk over to the passenger side. “What you’re not even going to stand here and protect me,” says Walter. I shake my head at him, I’m embarrassed enough for the both of us, since Walter seems to not be embarrassed at all. “Well, don’t even think, I’m going to unlock the door for you.” Said Walter smiling. Finally Walter gets changed and he then unlocks the passenger door, we get in the truck. “I just know you’re going to call your girlfriends and say ‘Oh my god, you won’t believe what he did.’” Said Walter. I just grin at him and shake my head; well I guess it’s something like that. “Don’t worry Hon, I’ve done worse,” says Walter. We drive off from the mall and make our way back to my parents’ house. In the driveway I get my stuff together and look at Walter wanting a goodbye kiss. We lean across the console in the middle of his truck. We kiss and I probe his mouth with my tongue. I did this even though we were in my parents driveway cause I don’t know when I’ll get to see him again, and wanted one last real kiss. After we were finished with our kiss Walter lets out a small moan followed by a little shudder. I wished we had time for more. We get out of his truck and I tell him I’m going to check and see if my ex will take the kids for a week or two, so I can visit him. But, if I’m able to visit him I tell him we will have to figure out another mode of transportation for me, my car won’t make it again. We say goodbye and Walter asks for a hug, we hug and I walk up to the house. Walter gets back in his truck and begins his trip back to Missouri. Now it’s 2:30 am, I guess you’d say Tuesday morning, though it still feels like Monday to me. I’m writing this while waiting for Walter to get home from work and come online. I haven’t talked to him since he left. I miss him. Walter gets online very late that night, he tells me that everything went to hell while he was gone, that was the same way when I went to Missouri and then came back home. I’m going crazy cause I don’t know when I will see Walter again. I’m hoping to have a couple of more visits with Walter before my tech class starts in the fall. That’s when things are going to get very busy for me, and for him, so I don’t know when we’ll be able to see each other in the fall. So, I want to visit him this summer as much as humanly possible when you live over 6 hours away. That’s the entire story I have for now, I’ll write another when we get to meet again, whenever that will be. THE END Online Rendezvous Final Chapter FORWARD: This story is an ending to my ongoing relationship with Walter. This was written before I knew what happened to Walter. Initially this story was written for Walter’s eyes only, but I decided to submit it, to complete the set of Online Rendezvous stories. At the bottom of the story you can find out what happened to Walter. (It’s not a bad thing, at least not for him.) I was sitting at the computer trying to finish an erotic story. It promised to be a good erotic story, I hoped to send it to my friend Walter when I was finished, and it was kind of a hint to him. The story I had been working on for the last three nights was about two people a man and a woman making a six hour trip from her place to his place, the female character pushes aside all her inhibitions and makes the six hour trip very interesting for her long distance boyfriend. I was hoping I could finish the story and then email it to Walter. We were going to get to spend a week together, but I still couldn’t figure out a mode of transportation for myself. I hoped this story might give Walter the hint to come pick me up and maybe I could make the same trip just as interesting as the female character in the story did for her man. Walter and I had met online, and we had gotten to meet in person a few times, but never longer than a day or so, I couldn’t wait to spend a whole week with him. I really wanted to tell him all these things, but he hadn’t been online in a while. Walter had come out to Oklahoma to see me last Saturday; he’d said that he might have to leave very early Sunday morning. This had upset me, cause the first time we had gotten together, Walter hadn’t been able to spend the night he’d had to go back to his conference for work. Well, Walter did come out, and he forgoes any other demands he had on his time and stayed until about one o’clock Sunday afternoon. This overjoyed me; I loved it that we stayed the night with each other. But, unfortunately there would be a penalty for this action, and now I was wondering whether spending the entire night with Walter had been worth it, nope it was all worth it I just missed him terribly right now. Walter had gotten back home, but had not gotten back online with me until very early Tuesday morning around 4 am. Walter had told me that just about everything in his life, had all gone to hell in a hand basket while he was gone visiting me. See Walter is a busy man, and he has a lot of demands on his time, last but not least was me. We didn’t have much time to chat this time, Walter had been running since he gotten back to his hometown and was exhausted, and I had been up all night waiting for him to get online, and was fairly tired myself. The two of us told each other how much we missed each other, and promised to see if we could meet once again before the summer was up. Walter ended the conversation by telling me that he must go to bed now. I didn’t argue with him, I told him to go to bed and get some sleep. We said their goodbyes and I thought the conversation was over then Walter sent one last instant message it was a series of emoticons the first was a heart, the next was a smiley face, next was a pair of kissing lips, and the last was a hug. I quickly massaged back, ‘just had to get the last word didn’t ya?’ Walter came back with ‘how did you know?’ I didn’t reply back after this one, I decided to let him have the last word, this time. Well, this had been four days ago, it was now Sunday at 1:52 am, so technically it was five days ago now. I missed Walter dearly; I just couldn’t stand not chatting with him. In my deepest heart I so wished that Walter and I could somehow move closer together, so we could have a real relationship instead of an online friendship. There was no real commitment made in our relationship, it was just a little hard to hold someone to a commitment when they lived six hours away, but one day maybe we could be together. Right now I just wanted to chat with Walter that always helped soothe the distance between us, when I knew that he was right there on the computer. Just about each day I sent an email to Walter telling him of me day, just the normal stuff that I would have told him anyways, if he’d been online. Though I had one piece of useful information to give to Walter. I had found out when my ex would take our kids for a week long visit, well this was good news cause it would free me up for that week to go visit Walter. I was about to burst to tell him the news, but he wasn’t online. My mind started to run away with me, I worried that something had happened to Walter, this was the longest we’d gone without chatting and I was getting increasingly worried. What if something happened to Walter, how would I ever know? I’m not Walter’s girlfriend so his family would never think to pick up the phone or send an email saying Walter had been hurt and was now in the hospital. God forbid that happened, but my mind just couldn’t help sending out this information. Once I thought what if Walter bumped his head, and got short-term amnesia, and totally forgot everything about me, his family wouldn’t remind him, hell they probably wouldn’t even remember the online friend that stopped by once for a visit. Also, I thought okay well what if something big happened to Walter or with Walter and he’d spent all this time trying to straighten it all out. Then when Walter gets all the problems straighten out, he comes home and checks his email and sees all the emails I has left him. Walter suddenly decides that I’m just loony toons, and deletes all my messages into the email trashcan and disappears into cyberspace never to chat with me again. I decide to stop this line of thought cause all it is doing is depressing me further. I tell myself that everything is fine with Walter, he is just a busy man and he will get back to me soon enough and it will all turn out to be that I have just made a mountain out of a molehill. I tried to return to my story to block out thoughts of Walter, but it didn’t work. So, finally I decide that if I can’t block Walter out of my thoughts, I will just think about him, but not all the depressing stuff that’s been running through my head, this time I will think only positive things. I lean back in the computer chair, my eye’s closed and mindset in overdrive. I think about kissing Walter, how his lips feel on my lips, how his long goatee and mustache tickle a little. I think how when Walter kisses me, I just wants to melt into his mouth. I think of how I like to suck Walter’s tongue into my mouth, and then I think about softly biting his lip. I also think how Walter likes to suck on my lower lip; I don’t mind this even if my lip is a little redder the next day. I think about Walter’s and my first kiss, how it was neither given nor received our mouths just seemed to meet, almost like the kisses you see in the movies but never truly experience yourself. Unconsciously, my hand slips into my tank top and inside my bra, I begin massaging my tit, and then I lightly rub my own nipple, until it is standing erect. I begin to feel a tingling in my crotch! Ah! Ha! That was the inspiration I needed. I pull my hand out of my tank top and bra, suddenly realizing I had it in there. I return to my hunch over the keyboard typing frantically, still thinking of Walter in the back of my mind while my story unfolds itself out on the computer screen. I think about if Walter took me on the same trip my characters are now taking, I think of what I might do to him along the way, and what Walter might do to me. I type out these thoughts having my story characters act out the fantasy playing in my mind, describing each act in detail. I think about teasing Walter kissing every inch of his body, his soft earlobes, his neck which I’d love to give a hicky but hold myself back since we agreed on no hickies (Walter has to go to work, don’t want a hicky at work), maybe I’ll give him a hicky somewhere no one can see. I think of Walter’s patch of chest hair, which I love to run my fingers through, and I think of his strong arms with just the right amount of muscle in them. Then I think of the area just above his underwear where I love to run my hand over, and his hipbones that stick out when he’s lying next to me. I think about how Walter pulls me toward him when we are lying side by side, and our bodies entangle together. My thoughts are very random picking out little things here and there, I think how Walter holds my hand or encircles his arm around my waist as we are walking together. I think about how Walter stares at me across the restaurant table, and I’ll meet his eyes, but then I give off a nervous smile, and drop the eye contact. Walter’s eyes are so deep and intense his stare makes me want to jump over the table and fuck him right there in the middle of the restaurant. I think about how considerate he is holding the door open for me, and when in bed together and he wants a cigarette he lights one for me as well. I think of Walter standing in the hotel room naked as a jay bird, not caring, his body better than I could have imagined, while I sit naked on the bed uncomfortable in my own skin. My story has finally reached a climax, well several during the course of the story, but now it is finally at an end. I push myself from the keyboard leaning back in the computer chair and closing my eyes. Images of Walter shoot through my head like a mind movie I think of the first time I saw him in person standing there in jeans and a golf shirt. Then I see a vision of him kneeling on the bed between my spread legs his cock standing erect waiting to enter me. I think of when his cock enters me, I feel him all the way up inside, and with each thrust he goes deeper still. I think of Walter’s touch, his caress. My hand once again enters my tank top and finds itself inside my bra. I begin massaging my tit, with my eyes still closed imagining I’m with Walter once again. My hand brushes across my nipple making it stand erect, with my other hand I go down and unfasten my jeans, after they are unbuttoned and unzipped, my hand reaches inside my panties. I lower myself in the computer chair so I can spread my legs wider. My hand goes down inside the panties until my fingers find my aching pussy, I run my fingernail’s down my pussy lips, and then my fingers part the lips and reach inside my pussy. I think of giving Walter a blowjob, before the actual blowjob I want to tease the hell out of him first. I imagine kissing Walter hard at first then pulling back from his lips so he has to lean toward me, we would kiss hard once more. Then I would turn his head to the side and kiss and lick my way down his ear and then to his neck. In reality my fingers are now rubbing up and down the length of my pussy lubricating all of it with my natural juices. I badly wish Walter were here, so he could put his long cock up inside my aching pussy. I just wish he’d come online cause if he did right now, I’d turn on my web cam and give him a little demonstration the way I’m feeling right now, I wouldn’t be shy at all. I run my fingers down to my pussy hole, and push two of my fingers inside myself as deep as they will go, I thrust my fingers in and out of myself. While I’m doing this I’m also thinking about how after kissing Walter’s neck I’d work my way down to his chest, and I’d run my tongue through his chest hair loving the texture going from his smooth skin to the roughness of his chest hair. I imagine myself going over to one side of Walter’s chest until I find his nipple. At first I would lightly flick the nipple with my tongue, eliciting little jerks from Walter then I would suck the whole nipple into my mouth and softly bite it with my teeth. Then I would flick the tip again with my tongue, making Walter hiss. Then after I’ve given that nipple my full attention I would lick my way across his chest and through the brambles of chest hair, then at the other nipple I would quickly take that one in my mouth sucking on it hard and circling my tongue around his nipple. Then I’d once again bite Walter’s nipple and flick the tip with my tongue, then I’d travel down the trail of chest hair leading down toward his stomach. My finger fucks increase, I feel myself almost toward orgasm, but want to let my fantasy go on a little longer. At the thoughts of teasing Walter my juices flow more heavily. I pull my slick fingers out of myself and slowly rub the length of my pussy intentionally avoiding my throbbing clit. I intend to tease myself as I am teasing Walter in my mind so I can continue this fantasy until it’s end. I rub on my pussy, and the hand at my tit pulls my bra up so that now my tits are out below my bra. I grab one tit in my hand squeezing the tissue all the way up to the nipple; I then rub the palm of hand across my hard nipple. Next I switch to the other tit my hand massaging the tissue, my hand cupping and releasing the mound of breast. My mind returns to my fantasy, I kiss my way down the trail of Walter’s chest hair, until it turns into a little line leading toward his belly button. I avoid plunging my tongue into Walter’s belly button, cause I know he wouldn’t like that, instead I circles my tongue around his belly button making him think I may at any moment plunge inside. I work my tongue in a line around that area I love on Walter just above his underwear; I lick and give little sucking kisses all over that area. Each time I work my way from one of Walter’s hips across to the other, some where in my travels my boob accidentally brushes the bulge that sticks up from Walter’s underwear. Finally I release Walter from the bonds of his black briefs, pulling them off of him and discarding them to the floor. His erect cock stands straight up before me. I imagine myself spreading Walter’s legs open before me, as he has done to me a few times. I lean down and begin those little sucking kisses on Walter’s inner thigh, I start at the knee and work my way up to the top of the thigh, when at his crotch I quickly lick upward from the bottom of his balls all the way up to the tip of his cock. Walter let’s out a long moan, then I begin those little sucking kisses down the other thigh until I reach the knee. Finally, I think that Walter’s undergone enough teasing, and it’s time for the real show. I take Walter’s cock in my hand holding it at the base pulling the skin taunt, I lick up his long shaft and back down the other side, she does this a few more times. Still in the fantasy of my mind, I stop licking right at the top of Walter’s pulsing cock, I suck the head into my mouth tightly, and Walter gasps. I’m still sucking Walter’s cock head tightly I flicking my tongue over the tip. Then I release my suction on the head and take the entire cock into my mouth, pressing down hard on one side with my tongue. I move my lips up and down his cock, my tongue swirling around it, I stop at the tip of his erect cock and suck hard taking in the head and then going all the way down. I suck Walter’s cock hard moving my head faster and faster, my lips sliding up and down his pulsing cock. I sense Walter is ready to cum, I feel his body go rigid, I push my tongue up the roof of my mouth and let Walter shoot his full load into the hollow under my tongue. Whether or not I decide to swallow is something I’ll make my mind up to do when this fantasy actually happens. With the fantasy in my mind fully finished and the Walter in my mind fully satisfied, I finally start to rub my clit, I am already very close to orgasm, and my rubs get more and more vigorous. I clutch my tit tightly my fingers fully wrapped around the whole mass of tissue. My body arches up out of the computer chair, my breathing stops for a second. My body begins to shake, my breathing resumes very heavily. Soon my muscles inside of my pussy begin to pulse pushing my fluids out of me. I cum, my juices spouting out of my pussy hole and soaking my panties and jeans, I can feel the spreading wetness under my ass. Then another orgasm hits, rocketing me back down in the chair, my hand squeezing my tit even tighter. My juices continue to flow, and my body convulses with each orgasm that rips through me. Finally I have exhausted my surplus of orgasms, I collapse into the computer chair, trying to catch my breath. I pulled my hand out of my jeans and panties, still slick with my juices coating it, and the hand at my tit making lazy circles around my nipple. Fully satisfied and completely worn out, my eyes only open to little slits. I lean up to the computer in front of me, and pull up the messenger, I look if Walter’s online, and nope it says Walter is offline. I think to myself, wonder what he’s doing right now, and wonder if he’s thinking of me? I miss Walter. THE END Afterward: Okay let’s all give Walter a big congratulations he got married! It’s now been about two weeks since he last visited me, and today I found out he got married. He met a woman they fell in love and got married. His new wife is probably a wonderful person, I do not know for sure. I did not know about any other woman in Walter’s life until today. As far as I knew Walter was completely and totally single, not in love with anyone. I wish he’d said there was someone else then maybe I wouldn’t have fallen for him. You can say you are just friends all you want to but emotions have their way of doing things on their own. I guess I didn’t make the same impression on him as he made on me. Oh well that’s just life, love, and men they all suck, and not in the good way! Moving on, I’ve made a few more new online friends and a few of just your regular kind of friends so maybe I’ll have some more true stories to tell. I guess we will see. Online Rendezvous I rubbed my fingers down my pussy to my hole, I put two fingers inside and pushed them in as deep as they would go, pulled them out and back in wiggled my fingers around in there. I pulled my fingers out and they were wet all the way up to my knuckles. I rubbed my pussy all the way up to my clit, I began rubbing vigorously, it didn't take very long and my body started to shake and all my muscles tightened, if Walter's cock had been in my pussy the muscles would have tightened all around his cock. I came, and all my juices ran out of my hole and down the crack of my ass. I continued to rub my clit and soon another surge of shakes ran through my body and more juices squirted out of me. I had to give my clit a rest for a second, I ran my fingers down my pussy and back inside myself, and I pushed them in and out of myself. All the while my left hand is still playing with my tits, my left tit is my favorite because it is more sensitive, but I played equally with both tits. I was still pushing my fingers in and out of myself, I tried to imagine Walter's cock inside me, but my fingers are just not long enough to replace the feeling of his cock inside of me. I imagined kissing Walter and I imagined how when next we are together, how I will give him a blowjob and I hope that he would go down on me. I once again was rubbing my clit, I tried to imagine Walter's tongue there instead of my fingers, this time when I had an orgasm, it kept going, my body just kept shaking, and juices were just flowing out of me and down the crack of my ass, my fingers just kept working at my clit and my body kept shaking and I just kept Cumming. Finally my body just ran out of orgasms. I laid there under my covers with my legs still spread wide apart, my right hand laid by my side my fingers still slick with my wetness covering them. My left hand still played with my tits, just lazily rubbing the tips of my nipples with the tips of my fingers. Oh how I wished that Walter were by my side right then, damn six hour drive away!! When I regained my strength, I got up and put myself back together, I picked up the blanket off my bed, and discovered I had soaked it all the way through and on to my bed, guess I'll still be sleeping in the wet spot. Smoke a cigarette and off to sleep, just one more week to go and then Walter will be here for the weekend. Can't wait, maybe I'll write another story after Walter visits. That's all I got for now.