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Online Romance

By: Georgexnxx



Greg finally made it home from work. It had been an unusually long day and he was tired. He walked into his modest two-bedroom apartment, loosened his tie, and kicked off his shoes. He walked to the refrigerator, pulled out a beer, and the pizza box left over from last night, and then he went back to his home office and set his dinner down on his desk. He pushed the button on his computer, opened up the beer, and went to his bedroom to change clothes while it booted up. He changed into a pair of shorts that he probably wouldn't ever wear outside of the house. They had paint stains on them, and a hole in a rather embarrassing spot, right in the front, but they were comfortable. He put on a tank top that was in about the same shape.

On his way out of the room, he saw himself in the full-length mirror. He was in his forties, and if anyone was asked to guess his age, they usually hit it within a couple of years. His hair was turning gray in a few spots. Not in the way that made him look distinguished, but in the way that just made him look old. He was a little over weight, Not really fat, but a little out of shape, and he sucked in his gut, to make himself feel better more than anything. He went back to the other room to his computer desk, to start the night's entertainment, while he got a little extra work done. 

He'd been married to who he thought was the girl of his dreams. They made a home together and lived very happily, or at least he thought, for fifteen years. They had one child together, a boy that lived with his mother. He got to see him on some holidays, and usually for a few weeks in the summer. When they were divorced, she remarried quickly, and moved out of state. He made excuses to himself that he was just too busy to get involved with someone, or he would start dating next year, maybe. The fact of the matter was that Greg was a little shy, and very afraid of getting hurt again.

Almost all of Greg's entertainment came from the computer. Chat rooms mostly, the occasional private message would come through, but usually ended quickly when photos were exchanged. Most nights he simply checked the chat rooms out, trying to find a woman that was showing off her body on her video camera. Usually the night ended with him horny and frustrated, with a paper towel full of cum in the wastebasket and no closer to a relationship then when he booted the computer up. That was until he met Abby.

He'd met Abby in a chat room. He was just making conversation, and telling a few jokes. She messaged him privately to tell him that she thought he was funny. This led to an all night conversation. She didn't ask him for his picture and she didn't have one on her profile. She had her age listed as twenty-five. Kind of young for him, he thought at first, but it was a conversation with a girl that lasted more then twenty minutes. 

Inevitably, the subject of pictures came up. He got hers first. She wasn't ugly, or fat. She was gorgeous. She was tall, and slender, with an angelic face, and an outrageous body. Panic immediately set in. She was so far out of his league, he thought, that she was in another solar system. Now it was his turn to send his photo. He warned her that he was older, and not in very good shape. She didn't seem to care. "Send it." She pleaded. "I wanna see what you look like." He selected the picture that he was going to send. It was recent, and he was pretty dressed up as the picture was taken at work. He closed his eyes, and with a shaky, sweaty hand, clicked the mouse. The next few seconds were unbearable. Every scenario of rejection went through his head. He looked at her username expecting that it would go offline, and she, of course would put him on ignore. He stood up, and walked out of the room. 

He went to the kitchen, slung open the refrigerator, grabbed a beer, and figured he'd might as well get drunk. It was over. He repulsed her he knew it. He walked back into the room, looked at the computer screen, holding out the last little bit of hope. The ding that told him a message was waiting almost scared him. She'd answered him back. He clicked on the message, still being the pessimist that he was, expecting the "You look like my father" comment. "Your cute" was what she said instead. He couldn't believe what he read. He even asked her if she was sure, and made sure she was looking at the right photo. She explained that she liked older men and that she always had. She went on to say that she'd had enough with the younger, "tough guy" types that didn't know how to treat a woman. She had a career and didn't need anyone to take care of her. She just needed someone that would love her the way she wanted; the way she needed to be loved.

Soon, phone numbers were exchanged, and they talked on the phone sometimes. She lived in another state and it was expensive to call, so the computer was still their main form of communication. She purchased a web cam, and encouraged him to do the same. The picture she sent him earlier was really she, and he still didn't turn her off. She even thought his ragged shorts were cute. 

They moved on to a few sessions of cyber sex, where he watched her masturbate, and she watched him. This worked for them for a time. Four or five months had gone by when during one night's conversation, she brought up that she wanted to meet him. She explained that she had some vacation saved up, and one of her friends had a house on the beach. They would meet at a neutral location, of course. There was always the possibility that neither was who they appeared to be, but she really wanted to meet him. They set up a date, a time, and a place. He would have to fly, and planned on renting a car. The vacation house was only a few hours from where she was.

Greg went shopping, every day, for a week before his vacation, trying to pick out the perfect outfit. He didn't want to look like an old man trying to look young, but he wanted to look good. His vacation was scheduled, his flight was booked and he had more new clothes than he'd bought in three years. He packed his bags, at least three times as he changed his mind about what he wanted to wear the first day. He carried his bag down to his car, took a deep breath, started the engine, and left for the airport. He pulled his car into the long-term lot, got his bag out of the trunk, and headed for the terminal. His cell phone rang before he got out of the parking lot. It was her number on the caller ID. His first thought was that she wanted to back out, as that was his luck with ladies lately.

"All ready to go?" Abby asked him.

"Uh, yea, I'm at the airport now." Gregg explained. "Are you ready for me?"

The phone was quiet for a second or two. "Yep, I just wanted to know that you were sure about this."

"Of course I'm sure." He sounded a little astonished at the question.

"Ok, so we're still on for dinner?" She had a question in her voice like she was nervous.

"Are you sure you want to do this Abby?" He asked, not sure if he wanted to know the answer.

"Yea, I'm sure. It's just that 'meeting someone new' thing, ya know?" She reassured him.

"Yea, I know. I'm sweating bullets." He admitted.

"I don't bite." She said sounding a little seductive. "I nibble a little, but it's affectionate." She giggled nervously.

Greg smiled at that comment. "Well, I've got to get through security babe, I'll see you in a few hours."

"Ok, have a safe trip, and I'll see you." She hung up. 

Greg made it through security without any problems, and was soon on the plane ready for takeoff. The flight was somewhat bumpy, and he was definitely ready to disembark when it landed. He retrieved his bag, rented his car, and headed to the restaurant. He studied the map he'd printed, and tried to negotiate his way through the tiny beach town. He pulled into the parking lot, and parked his car. Should he go in, and wait, or stay in the car. If he stayed in the car, it might make him look like a stalker or a maniac. He went into the restaurant, found a seat at the bar where he could watch the door, and waited.

Abby drove by the restaurant for the third time. She just couldn't bring herself to pull in to the lot. She wanted to see him, but didn't want to disappoint him. Would he think she was too tall, or too skinny? Maybe her laugh would turn him off, as she tended to snort a little if she laughed hard enough. Or, perhaps the fact that she was a CPA at twenty-five, and probably made more money than he does, would intimidate him. Maybe she was too immature for him. Finally on the fourth trip up and down the same block, she pulled in. She looked through the parking lot trying to see his car, and then realized that he was in a rental. It could be any of them. She parked her car, and checked her makeup and her neck length auburn hair in the mirror. She got out, and straightened her dress. Everything looked pretty good, but she couldn't help being self-conscious. She walked in the door, and tried to find him.

He saw her from across the smoky bar. She was just as beautiful in person as she was in her pictures. More so, he thought. The way she moved, they way she turned her head made his heart flutter. He waved at her, and he immediately wished he hadn't, but it was too late, she noticed him. She smiled, then waved, and then walked towards him. He'd played out in his mind what he was going to do when they met a thousand times, but he'd forgotten all of it. When she walked up, she had her hand out as if to shake, but he reached for her, embraced her tightly, and kissed her full on the lips. Their bodies melted together in a deep, passionate kiss. Everything in that moment was right with the world. She kissed him back, embracing him tightly. They kissed for what seemed like a long time and when they separated, they didn't want to let go of each other. They managed to find each other's hands, and he offered her a seat next to his.

Abby finally spoke first. "How was your flight?" Her voice was shaking a little.

"A little bumpy." He said. "I was happy when we landed. Do you want a drink?" He was already waiving to the bartender.

"Yea, sure, I could use a martini." She said without thinking about it too much.

He ordered her drink for her. "How was your drive?" He asked, trying to make small talk. 

"It was fine. It took longer than I thought it would, but it was ok." She answered, making small talk of her own. Her drink arrived. She smiled at the bartender and took a large drink from it.

"Well, are you hungry yet? I can go get us a table." He started to get up, but her hand on his arm stopped him.

"I'm not really hungry Greg. Are you?" She bit her bottom lip, slightly embarrassed at what she was thinking.

Greg saw the pouting look and her large green eyes melted the very heart of his soul. "No, not really." He admitted. "Do you want to just get out of here?" When the words came out of his mouth, he couldn't believe he actually said them. 

"Yea, lets just go to the house." She answered, much to the surprise of both of them. 

For Abby, it had been a long time since she'd had the attention of a man. She'd been so busy with college, and her career that she hadn't had much time for guys. The few, short term, relationships that she'd been involved with were either people she worked with, or friends of her mother's friends kids, and she found out soon that that's what they were, kids. She longed for the attention of a true man. One who not only knew what he wanted when he grew up, but was actually doing it.

Greg got up from his stool, held out his hand to help her down. Abby picked up her pocket book, and headed for the door. Greg walked up next to her, put his hand on the small of her back, and guided her through the growing crowd at the bar. 

He followed her car, the short distance from the restaurant to the beach house. She was getting out of the car as he pulled in behind her. She waited for him to get out of his car, reached into her handbag and pulled out the keys to the house. They walked up the short walkway to the front door. She unlocked the door, and walked inside, ahead of him.

He followed her inside the house and made sure the door was closed. She dropped her pocket book and the keys, and then grabbed him. Their tongues entwined in a passionate kiss, their arms locked in embrace. She broke the embrace, held on to one of his hands and reached down to take her shoes off. She turned and led him by the hand through the house. She turned and faced him while walking backwards and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, kissing him madly. 

They reached the bedroom, his shirt unbuttoned completely, and she started working on his belt. He reached around her for the zipper to her dress and found it. He unzipped it and it almost fell completely off of her. She had his belt undone and was working on his zipper. He moved his kisses from her lips to her cheek, then down to her neck. She flew her head back in ecstasy. She broke his embrace, and left his kisses. She backed up from him, put her finger up to her lips, and held her dress up with the other hand. She smiled seductively at him, walked over to a table in the room and turned on a stereo. A reggae rendition of Bob Dylan's "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" played as Abby dimmed the lights. 

When the mood of the room was to her liking, she stood across the room from him, looked seductively into his eyes, and let her dress fall to the floor revealing a matching set of light blue, lacy underwear. She reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and let it fall to the floor revealing the most perfect, milky white, luscious set of breasts he had ever laid eyes on. Her stomach was flat, and sexy, and her legs were long and sumptuous. She walked over to him pulled his shirt off of his shoulders, letting it land on the floor in a heap. She pressed her lovely mounds against his chest sending shockwaves of pleasure searing through his being. She let his shirt fall to the floor, hooked her thumbs into the waist of his pants, and pulled his pants down as she dropped to her knees. She reached her hands up and ran her fingers over his chest, her breath hot on his steel hard shaft that was straining at his boxer shorts for freedom. 

She brought her hands down to his sides and pulled his boxers down to his ankles setting his manhood free. She looked up at him, licked her lips, smiled seductively, and thrust her mouth down on his cock, taking the entire nine inches down her throat leaving her nose resting on his stomach. His knees buckled, and he thought he might fall. His hands immediately found the back of her head, urging his throbbing spear farther. She pulled back, ran her tongue around the helmet shaped glans, and then plunged again enveloping him in warmth. She pulled his cock out of her mouth, and licked up and down his shaft, then delicately took each testicle in to her mouth, sucking gently, her hand stroking the shaft of his dick, picking up speed. Her touch was so delicate, so erotic, that he couldn't help himself and started to feel his hot seed building in the base of his scrotum. She plunged her hot mouth over him again and that's all it took. He groaned quietly, and began his release. It surprised her when he came, causing her to gag a little. She quickly recovered, and managed to swallow everything he gave her. 

He reached down, helped her to her feet, and kissed her deeply. He bent slightly, picked her up, cradling her in his arms, carried her to the bed and set her down gently. She scooted herself to the center of the bed, and looked at him with sensual anticipation. He crawled onto the bed beside her, and immediately lavished her neglected body in warm soft kisses. His adventurous mouth soon found her divine mammaries and he licked and sucked on each nipple with the precision of a maestro, leading his orchestra to a familiar concerto.

His hands roamed over her delicious flesh, probing, exploring. She moaned at his touch, as little shock waves of pleasure saturated her senses. He worked his way down to her flat, toned tummy, and ran his tongue in and around her navel, making her giggle slightly. He made a saliva trail from her belly button to the top of her neatly trimmed, auburn pubic hair, as he reached between her knees, prodding her gently to spread her legs. He shifted his position, on his knees, between her legs and could smell the sweet musky scent of passion. The heat from her sex was intense and it radiated to his cheeks as he gently kissed the inside of one thigh, then the other. He allowed his hands to probe her breasts, pinching and teasing her nipples to full erection. He let his tongue drift lazily across the hood that covered her sensitive clitoris making her jump slightly at the sensation. His tongue drifted down ward in a circular motion, down one side of her moistening slit, then up the other side grazing her puffy outer lips. 

She spread her legs further allowing him full access to her steaming womanhood and gently pulled on the back of his head, urging him closer, needing him to touch her there. Greg dove his tongue deep into her seeping tunnel as far as it would go, then licked all the way up to her throbbing bud. He gently inserted a finger, then two into her. She moaned at the intrusion. His fingers darted in and out of her, grazing her g-spot with each gentle thrust. His tongue made small circles around her clit. He felt the pressure on the back of his head and took that as a sign to pick up the pace. 

He sucked on her clit, and fiddled it with the tip of his exploring tongue causing her to moan loudly, and twitch slightly. He could feel the inner walls of her now dripping cunt start to constrict, and spasm and knew she was close to spilling over in orgasm. The first wave hit her and she sucked in her breath sharply, and then moaned loudly. "Oh God Greg, don't stop, don't ever stop!" The pace of her breathing quickened, as gushes of feminine ejaculate gushed past his fingers and on to his face. She screamed loudly, something inaudible, and tensed every muscle in her body. She started to shake uncontrollably, pulling with all her strength on his head trying to get all of him that she could, then collapsed. He felt her clit pulse, her vagina contract and release trying to milk his fingers. He stopped all motion, but let his tongue rest on her clit. He moved his tongue slightly, and felt her jump. He pulled his fingers slowly from within, grazing her g-spot one final time. She moaned quietly as she started to come down from the most exuberant climax she'd ever experienced. He looked into her eyes, and started crawling his way up her scrumptious body. There lips met and their tongues collided. She wrapped her long legs around him pulling on him, wantonly urging him to enter her most private space.

He felt the head of his cock touch the outer lips of her sopping wet cunt, and pushed the head of it just past the outer labia. She pulled on him hard with her legs sending his pulsing rod to the very depths of her being. He pulled out slightly, and then pushed even farther. Their eyes locked in deep passion. A passion so deep that neither had known this level before. Their bodies melted together, intertwining their very souls into one. Her breath came in short gasps, her hips thrust upward to meet his powerful hips. Madly their bodies thrashed against one another, her breasts heaving with the motion of the two lovers. 

He felt pressure building, and wanted release. "C'mon baby!" She urged. "Cum with me baby!"

He picked up his pace and heard the headboard of the bed slam against the wall he lifted him self off of her slightly, and put his hands against the wall for leverage. She folded herself almost in half, thrashing her pussy skyward trying to send him deeper and deeper into her. 

"Oh God... oh shit Greg! C'mon baby, FUCK ME!" She screamed as her head thrashed from side to side. She reached down between her legs, fondled her clitoris lightly, and then erupted in blinding convulsions of ecstasy. 


Online Romance



Dave looked at the Bulletin Board - Personals. And one in particular caught his eye. It was simple, appearing innocent, and yet appealing. Nothing sexual in it, but Dave felt something sensuous and refreshing. The Post read::

"Female college student looking for online emailing" 

All the other posts were the usual: "Looking for erotic chat"; "Looking for a fuck buddy"; "Mutual masturbation in (you name the state or city)"; "Do you like to watch or be watched?" Etc. Etc. Etc. Dave had experiences with these and in fact wrote some himself. He found that the girls who wrote and answered these posts - were all too busy answering the many, often hundreds of PM's, IM's, emails - to pay any attention to someone who was looking for an online relationship.

That post that interested Dave - a female college student - put her in the right age category and also promised some intelligence. Dave decided to send an introductory response via email. He knew from her profile that she was from Pullman, Washington which was a "safe" distance away, and Dave was interested in "safety" Dave also wanted some sexual excitement, an emotional attachment, but online only. 

Jody didn't quite know what she wanted from her post, but deep down, she too was wishing for some sexual excitement to stimulate her mundane life on the farm. She didn't want a "wham-bam" type of experience. Something much deeper than that. Reading the posts and stories on Literotica turned her on greatly and she envied the other girls' seemingly hot experiences. She would put herself into the erotic stories - become the "heroine" in them; They became the stimulus that led her to masturbate and her orgasms were never better than they were now. But she wanted a regular partner for this. But she could not blatantly come out and ask for sex. She wanted to take it slow and hope she would get a response from a "nice" but sexy guy.

EMAIL: Davekoko2005 to Jody21: 

Hello, and I presume you are Jody. I am Dave, 25, male, from the San Francisco Bay Area. I am single, and looking for an online relationship; I broke up with my "ex" a year ago, and that event was so traumatic and so emotionally devastating. I do not want to go through that again - at least for a long, long time. The reason for the breakup? She cheated on me. I won't give all the gory details, but suffice to say that I am just getting over it now.

You sound like just what I am looking for, and I hope you will chose to answer this. I know you will get a lot of response from a lot of guys.

Sincerely, Dave

Jody had received more than a few emails from guys. Most all of them were explicit and too much for her to handle. However, the email from Dave seemed more to her liking. She almost didn't want to admit, even to herself, that she was looking for some sexual adventures. She felt a strange exhilaration and sexual stimulation from Dave's very simple response. She had heard of some of the intimate sexual adventures that took place online and was contemplating finding out for herself. However, she was too shy to directly come out and ask for it.

EMAIL: Jody21 to Davekoko2005 

Hi Dave; You are right. I did get more than a few responses to my post; Almost all of them were "offers" to F..K, fornicate in some manner or form. The very crude and vulgar language turned me off. Yours, however, really piqued my interest.

I just finished my Junior year in college at Washington State, in biology. I am hoping to be a veterinarian one of these days. I am now living with my parents for the summer, on their farm, doing some household and farm chores, but mainly relaxing, reading some, and just getting into some computer stuff on subjects other than my school work. The Literotica site was very hot and I enjoy reading the personals and the stories too. (Did I just say that?)

I have dated but nothing serious like "boyfriend/girlfriend" I have to warn you; I am very sexually naive, and still a virgin. I have groped and been groped some, but that is all. And none of it was below the waist. This is the first time I have ever posted in the Literotica Bulletin Board and I have found it kind of "exciting", especially your answer to my post. Maybe we are looking for the same thing? An online friendship; but if you are looking at eroticism, go very slow. I am shy and bashful in real life and these are carrying over to some extent of online too.

I can imagine what you went through with your breakup. If you want to tell me more, in detail, I am a good listener. And people say, it is good to talk about these kinds of things to get over it. I understand that the details may be over my head, but just your writing them down may help you (one of my courses in college was psychology. And laughing and teasing, that makes me an "expert"). But if you do tell me in detail, I am already blushing just thinking of what you may write.

By the way, I am 21 years old, red hair, with green iridescent eyes. . Five feet 6 inches tall, and about 130 pounds. I want to lose some weight and maybe, working on the farm will help me. I have the usual freckles that redheads have over my face, arms and shoulders. The rest of my body skin is very creamy colored and pale. I plan to get some tan there, but I have to be careful as I sunburn easily.

Sincerely, Jody

EMAIL, from Dave2005 to Jody 21. 

You seem so intuitive, caring and sincere. I found myself sighing as I read your email. 

I think it will help for me to express myself re the breakup. Thank you for offering to be a listening post for me. I have not told anyone else of the reasons. As I said before, she cheated. And it was the manner of the cheat that really got to me. Remember, you said I could write in detail. And I do respect that you are wanting to go "slow" with what may be developing here. But I must warn you that my descriptions may be explicit. You can skip over the details if you want. I will understand.

My Ex (Melissa) and I had been dating and going steady for several years, and I was contemplating asking her to marry me. Then that one fateful evening! I was supposed to go out of town but that trip was cancelled at the last minute. So I went happily tromping over to Melissa's apartment that she shares with her roommate, Amanda. I knocked on the door and rang the doorbell but got no answer. I could hear voices and some music, so I knew she or both were home. Finally, I opened the door which was unlocked and followed the noises to the living room. I was about to yell, "surprise!" when I was the one who was surprised! Shocked may be a better word. Melissa, Amanda, and John (Amanda's boyfriend) were totally naked and having a sexual threesome adventure. Melissa was bouncing on John's cock with her pussy enveloping it. Her large tits were bouncing as well. Amanda was grinding her pussy on John's face. I could see how wet John's cock was, hear the pounding of groin to groin, and see how easily his cock was fucking my Melissa. I could see and hear the slurping of John's mouth on Amanda's pussy. And I could smell the aroma of sex! The cries, words, moans of the heavy sex reverberated around the room. It was a very erotic sight , sound, and smell and also a fantasy I used to have: A gal sitting on my face and the other on my cock. 

And so erotic was that Melissa and Amanda were facing each other and passionately kissing and fondling each others' breasts. Another fantasy of mine was that of two gals going "at it"

However, my heart was breaking. 

I was in the shadows at the entrance to the living room. I admit my cock immediately sprang to attention and it felt like it would burst, so I unzipped and freed it from its confinement. How could I be turned on seeing MY Melissa in this compromising position? The sights and sounds were too much. And all the participants were enjoying this to the utmost. I started to stroke my cock, already lubricated with so much precum. Squeals of delight were emanating from the two girls mouths between their kissing. For some strange reason, I wanted to cum at the same time as the participants, especially Melissa. And all the while, my heart was bleeding. 

I could tell by the writhing, grinding, thrusting, the groans and cries, that all three were close to a cum, and so was I!. Melissa's and Amanda's faces were flushed. Their eyes seemed glassy. The groans, and the "Ohhh God, that feels good", and the "Mores", The "don't stops!", the "I'm getting so close" And when Melissa said "I'm Cuming" and her bouncing on John's cock intensified, and Amanda shouted, "I'm there too!, Nowwwwwwwwww" (John could only moan, as Amanda's pussy was plastered to his face!) My own orgasm erupted with them too. And I splattered my cum on the door entrance to the room. How could I be turned on? It was my "ex" that was a willing participant. My girlfriend of the past 3 years. The girl I was going to marry and be the mother of my children!. I felt guilt and shame at my actions, and my heart and life felt devastated. And when my orgasm cleared my mind, I immediately made an about face and left, slamming the door shut. 

I haven't talked to Melissa since and don't want to. So, there; Or rather, here it is. Thanks for "listening", and I do think it did help me to talk about it. I hope you still respect me and want to continue what we have or may have developing. My weakness of masturbating to that scene still haunts me. I still can't get over that I was turned on and horny watching - as my romantic world crumbled.

Thank you for describing yourself. You sound very luscious indeed!. Perfect from my stand point. So to reciprocate, I am 5-10, 170 pounds. Blonde, bluish gray eyes. I am considered cute by the girls I have known, and more rugged than handsome. My hair is kept short. No beard or mustache. I tan very well in the summer. I enjoy golf, swimming, and spectator sports such as baseball, football and basketball. 

I hope that my description of the catching of Melissa and my subsequent actions doesn't turn you off from me. I am enjoying what we have started and want to continue. I understand about your wanting to go "slow".and will try to respect it. But you have to realize, that something about you - I detect an innocent and healthy outlook on life, but also some underlying explicit eroticism that excites me. And I am sure you realize that Literotica is a "sexual site" Please, email me back!

Awaiting anxiously, and getting more interested in you with each passing email.

Dave.

EMAIL: Jody21 to Dave2005: 

I am glad that you found out about your Melissa, before you proposed and even married her. I think: "once a cheater, always a cheater" And I can understand that what you saw might get you "turned on" and hot. It sounded like a very erotic scene. (I am blushing profusely!) And I will admit that your description of the events turned me on too (Ohhh, My God, did I just tell you that? hehe). But I can also understand how your heart was feeling too.

I am enjoying immensely what we seem to have, and I hope you are feeling it too. And I too, detect some eroticism and excitement in you. I admit to thinking of you often, maybe too much. I know that you are much more "experienced" than I am and hope that you can share some of the experience with me. But as I said before, Go Slow! And yes, I know that Literotica is a "sexual site" My mind (and my body?) can stand only so much. hehhe. I want us to keep going - slowly. I am finding this very exciting, and yes, some of that excitement and my thinking of you, is erotic and sexual! Do you ever have such thoughts of me?

Feeling good, and blushing a lot (does that tell you a little of what I am thinking?) . I do admit the blandness of my initial post didn't express any desire for eroticism in it but that was what I was feeling when I wrote and posted it. Oh, My God, did I just write that? Hehe. Enjoying this more and more. 

Jody

EMAIL: Davekoko2005 to Jody21

Ohhh, Jody!. I am so glad that you think of me, sometimes in a sexual way. I am admitting that I have such thoughts of you ever since your initial post. I think of you during much of my waking moments, and even more so every night. And yes, I do have "those" thoughts of you. I fantasize a lot about and over you! I admit to getting hot and bothered. Blushing while I tell you that when I have these surreptitious thoughts about you, I get very erect and WET. I think I make more precum than most guys. And I admit to -- errrrrr - blushing profusely now - touching myself when those thoughts are the most intense, which occurs usually at night. 

In fact, the culmination of those thoughts are like a sleeping pill for me, when I relieve myself at night. If I didn't "do it", I would toss and turn all night. It feels so good to be relieved in that way! You have become my "sleeping pill" Every night! I tease myself as long as I can; Smearing my precum all over the glans and especially the rim of my cock. Then making a circle with my fingers and thumb, start slowly stroking my cock. Pausing so as not to cum too quickly or early. Thrusting into my hand and imagining your hands, your lips. your pussy that is teasing my cock. Often I rub some of my precum on my nipples which are very sensitive. I often rub some on my lips and imagine that it is your lips and you are tasting me. Aiming for 11 PM for the time of my orgasm. And it feels so awesome! I am cuming so hard and moaning your name over and over as I cum! And I thank you for it all! Do your thoughts of me get that "intense"?

This may be way "too fast" for you, but I can't help it. This is what I have been thinking, feeling, and doing! I want to tell you where I am coming from. You seem so easy to "talk" with. Things I never have told or admitted to anyone seem to flow effortlessly from me in these emails to you. To tell you that I masturbating thinking of you comes out so naturally. 

After the breakup, I had little interest in sex for about a month. But then a part of me started to remind me, that "he" needed some "exercise" too. "He" was begging for some intimate attention. I had reverted to 2 to 3 times a week - sometimes more, sometimes less. I would fantasize over a picture, or someone at work or play. But something was missing. There was no reciprocal feelings. It was all on my part. I would fantasize their thoughts. moans, words and actions. But I wanted something more; something more personal and intimate. I am not into casual sex and have not had "real" sex in over a year now. But I do have sexual needs as you are finding out.

I found out about the internet and cybersex. At first, this was very exciting. I would have cybersex with who ever (gals only) would cyber with me. Age 55 at the top, and 14 years old on the low side. (The 14 year old assured me she was 18, or I would have never done it with her). The excitement, that another gal was masturbating and cuming with me made my cums harder, better and more fulfilling. It was like every day! But something was again missing. Almost all girls who cyber just want to have foreplay, and cum. (at the risk of sounding conceited, I was very good at cybering and I made a lot of girls cum in my cyber career). But once they had an orgasm, they didn't want to have anything to do with me, until maybe the next time they felt horny. They would not answer any emails, "Private messages" or Instant Messages. Again - I was missing was the "heart"; missing the romance and missing the relationship that would enhance my masturbations and orgasms.

I stopped the cybersex a few months ago.. And I reverted back to my usual 2-3 times a week. Until I met you. I admit, that even though you have only hinted and subtlety suggested that you might be sexually fascinated with our emailings and me, I find myself fantasizing about you a lot. I feel an attachment and excitation. I get that vibration. I am loving this. I want more. I know you want to go slow. But this can't be fast. I am not proposing anything. It has been just this emailing. Telling you what I think and do. I am loving some of the things that is happening to me and what I am feeling. I feel alive again. I hope what I am telling you doesn't turn you off and make you want to stop! Am I going too "fast"?

As I wrote earlier, what used to be 2-3 times a week, is now at least daily! My never fail time is about 11PM. But some days I may cum earlier. A few rare times, it has been 3 times in one day. Ohhh my gosh, I haven't done it 3 times in a day since I was a teenager! You are doing this to me, and I love it. I don't want you to stop. I have found that my precum will be so abundant as to show a dark stain in the front of my slacks while at work which was embarrassing. Now at work, I get a paper towel and stick it under my briefs. It does make me look a little bigger that way, but better than showing the stains. By the way, I am not large (like all the 10-14 inch cocks that guys say they have online); But I am a very wide girth 7 inches.

Anxiously awaiting emails from you and I hope my feelings are not "onesided" from my part.

Dave 

EMAIL: Jody21 to Dave 2005

Ohhh, Dave. It is not onesided! Yes I do think of you. Very often those thoughts are steaming hot and I do fantasize. I guess we all do, both guys and gals. I will be blushing this whole email as I write it. Hehe. 

The thoughts and fantasies of you are very intense. They almost always result in exciting me and making me hungrily hot for you. You said you make a lot of precum; Well, I make a lot too. My panties can get soaked and go through the panties and leave a dark spot at the bottom of my jeans!. I find myself needing to change panties often. And I too, have the need express myself at bedtime, and I find my hands wandering over my body. I love caressing my breasts thinking that it is your hands. I love teasing the skin of my abdomen and inner thighs. 

I love running my fingers through what I call, "curls of copper" and that is what my pubic hair looks like. I keep it very well trimmed, and I feel like I am doing that for you! I love the feeling of how wet and engorged that my pussy gets while picturing what your cock looks like and picturing you tease your cock and stroke it for me. I love rolling my fingers over my clit which can get ohh so stiff and throbbing. I love exposing my clit glans for you and have you most lightly rub your fingers over it (or your lips and tongue; I have never had oral sex but I think about it a lot since we met and enjoy it vicariously.) It feels sooo good. I love fingering my pussy hole and feeling it contract when I tense my thigh and butt muscles, and especially when I have an orgasm. I find myself thrusting into my hand as I cum, and it is always your hands (or your lips - OMG.. did I just tell you that?). Incidentally, although I have been masturbating for years, I rarely inserted a finger into my pussy hole. It is only since we met that I have done that regularly. Even one finger was so tight at first, but it is getting easier, feeling even better, and now admitting two fingers!. It does feel good to "clamp" down on an object. I imagine that that object is your finger, or maybe your tongue, and in time, even your cock! But it will take a lot more stretching of it with my fingers before it will admit your large manhood!

Does all of this tell you that I am not turned off, but rather, turned on? A word I thought I would never use in a conversation with anyone: "HORNY"! I get horny when I think of you, and even more so when I get an email from you. Not only the word, "horny", but the other highly erotic words that have become my vocabulary in thoughts and emailing with you: "Cock, Pussy, Cunt, Clit, Cums and Cuming, Jerking Off, 69, Blowjobs, Giving Head, Muff Diving" and I am sure there are other words. My face is so hot from blushing now as I admit these things to you. I get so fiercely horny when I write to you. It is more than what I write. It is imagining you reading my email to you and you are getting so blissfully hot and aroused - so horny - that you start to touch yourself and cum. That would be the ultimate complement that you could give me in praise of what I write. The visions of that! Ohhh! My God! 




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I usually cannot finish an email to you in one sitting. I have to take a "relief" break. It is always your hands, your lips, your tongue and your cock! You are caressing me all over; exploring my body with your lips and tongue, as I do all those things to myself. Now when I get an email from you or I write one to you, I use a face towel under my groin to sop up my juices; I was having to change my panties and jeans too often. And my computer chair seat was beginning to smell like what I would imagine a house of ill repute would smell like. Hehe.

Your email is so hot. I have heard about cybersex and am very curious about it. That guys and gals actually masturbate to the words on the computer is awesome. Just picturing the participants makes me HORNY. (There!, I said the word again!). But it is not just cybersex that is so erotic. It is you experiencing it and telling me about it. a. That you actually do "it", that is, CUM! Picturing you having an explosive cum sends ripples of pleasure through my body. 

And yes, I would like to watch a guy (YOU!) masturbate and cum; To actually see your cock spurt and jerk and the spend shooting on yourself or on me makes me wild with desire. Of course, I could never do that in real life. I would be too shy and to bashful to watch. But online - ahhh very exciting. I would like to have a guy (especially you) watch me masturbate: To see how I move my fingers; to see what I do to my tits, to see how I tease my clit, to see me expose that little pink shiny nub, to see how I finger my pussy hole, and to see me explode in a quivering mind boggling orgasm. Of course, all this occurs only in fantasy and online but the orgasm is real.

Oh Dave, reading your emails really turns me on, makes me horny! Makes me feel so sexually wanted; Making me feel powerful that I can induce those thoughts and actions in you. This is so good, so hot, and so erotic. I am loving every second of it and don't want this to ever end. Please, keep emailing me back. 

Maybe you can tell me about some of your fantasies. I will tell you about some of mine, ok?

Loving all this, Jody.

PS: #1 I will aim for 11PM also - the exact second for me to cum. It will feel especially hot to think we are cuming at the same time! A masturbation "date"; You will be my masturbation partner!

PS # 2:As you know, I am a virgin. I know that you are not. I would love to hear about your first time - I find those to be especially hot and would make my juices flow! 

PS #3: You are corrupting me! and I love it. Don't stop! I love being corrupted and I admit to being a willing accomplist. It is hard to believe that a month ago, I would cringe at the words those "slutty" words. Now, they have become part of my intimate and erotic vocabulary.

PS # 4: And before I "chicken out", I am telling you this. I got the largest candle I could find (about ¾ of an inch in diameter), and I carved the "butt" end of it to resemble a cock head. My pussy has gradually enlarged to where I can comfortably insert my dildo into me. I love feeing my pussy contract around it. I did this masterwork carving very soon after we "met" and I thought I would never tell anyone, especially you! And I have named my candle cock: "Dave" I hope you don't mind. I rarely used to finger my pussy hole, and since I met you, I do it most of the time I masturbate. The hole used to be tight with just one finger. Now, It might even fit your cock for real. Hehe.

PS # 5: 7 inches sounds wonderful and perfect to me, although I don't have much to go on to make any comparisons. I have read that 4 1/2 inches was average. 

Dave2005 to Jody 21: 

JODY, JODY, JODY!! I loved your email; Every word of it. You are exceeding what I was seeking online, even in my most erotic dreams and fantasy of a relationship!

To be your masturbation date every night at 11PM. To be your masturbation partner!. Yes Yes Yes!. Those sessions at that time have become a dominant part of my daily activities. Even though I am "doing it" more often, each of my cums are more powerful, longer, harder than before. The number of spurts and amount of my "spend" is more! I have been "using" you. Your lips, your hands, and your pussy have been the recipient of all my cum! But my most favorite place is deep in your pussy. I love it when you cum and contract and milk my cock as I thrust and grind and blast my "love seed" deep inside, right next to your cervix. This thought and writing it is exciting me. I am excited now. I am erect and getting wetter. Needing that paper towel to be in place!

I usually cum into a paper towel which at various times is your hand or mouth or pussy. Otherwise there would be a huge mess; my cum is not good for my keyboard, hehe (I like your "hehe's" and will start using it.). Other times, I will let it fly, and this is usually the 11PM session in my bed. I spurt my cum over my chest, abdomen, and sometimes even my face. I do get a taste of it. Now that I have gotten used to the taste, which is not bad, and I imagine that it is you tasting me. I rub the cum all over my chest and abdomen, imagining that you are doing that when I came on your body. I think I am going to have to finish this email later. I need a "break". God, I am so hot and horny, so wet and erect right now. I need a release!

I'm back! This orgasm was a quickie, but none the less powerful. I was so horny reading your email and thinking up a response for you. It didn't take long, I didn't need any foreplay, because your email and what I was writing WAS the foreplay. Damm, it felt so good. Into a paper towel. So much cum. I needed it! And now, maybe I can continue.

I feel so honored that you named your candle dildo after me. I wish I could be that "Dave" To have you suck and wet "me" with your saliva, and let "me" nudge your breast and nipples. Slide "me" between your breasts and then slide "me" into your wet and slick pussy slit Let "me" roll over your stiff clit and push that nub around. And finally, let "me" ease myself into you. You are so tight, so hot, so wet and slimy inside. I love being inside of you. I love feeling you envelope and squeeze "me" so hard. Push and pull "me" inside of you - slowly at first, then faster and faster; Deeper and deeper. And finally to have you contract on "me" with your powerful rhythmic muscles squeezing as you cum! Ahhhhhhh Jody.

If your intent was to go slow, I can't help myself of going any slower than this. I am getting to want you. Yes, I need you. I want to hold you tight and feel your breasts and nipples on my chest, and to have you feel my cock throbbing on your belly as you grind into my groin so wantonly. I want to taste you, not only your face and lips, but your neck. I want to kiss, bite and gently suck your nipples into my mouth and to let my tongue swirl around your nipples. I love that distinctive taste there. I want to explore your belly with my fingertips, lips and tongue. I want to run my fingers through your "curls of copper" I want to nuzzle my face there and take in the erotic fragrance of it.

I want to lie between your thighs which you have so shamelessly splayed so wide and with your knees bent which lifts your molten hot pussy for my viewing pleasure. I want to spread your outer lips and let me gaze and study your pussy lips and their contents. Your rich pinkness which has taken a reddish hew with all the excitement and blood engorged there, beckons me. The fragrance of your heat is so intoxicating and permeates my whole body. Your secretions are so abundant that it is flowing down your slit, over and down pass the pucker of your asshole. At times I may want to tease you by nibbling behind your knees, your inner thighs, kiss your outer lips, and lightly tease your inner lips with my tongue tip. I want to plant a french kiss on your whole pussy slit. I want to slide my lips and face up and down your spectacularly beautiful slit, from your asshole all the way up to the base of your clit and back down again. I want to tongue your pussy hole, swirl my tongue there, and feel it contract. Ohhh Jody: To slurp and eat you! To drink that wonderful potion, the aphrodisiac potion, that your pussy produces in such abundant amounts! 

As I start to finger your pussy hole, my attention would now be focused on your inner lips and clit. I want to suck them into my mouth and almost seemingly try to take them away from you by pulling away, only to let them spring back to you. I want to suck your clit in and out of my mouth in rhythm with my fingers doing the same to your pussy hole. It would be like your clit is fucking my mouth and tongue, while my fingers fuck your pussy!

I want you to hold my head to your pussy as you grind and thrust your groin to my face. I want you to tell me how it feels.. Ohhh, your words are so inflaming. "Right there; Yes; More. Don't stop, Ohhhh Dave, I'm going to cum! Now! Cumingggggggg! " I love to have you try to suffocate me with your pussy; I love to have you try to drown me with your pussy juices. Ohhh Jody! There is nothing is so sexually exciting as you cuming on my lips, my tongue, my face. I would love to be wet from forehead to chin and ear to ear. 

I have become addicted to you!. I can't get enough. And the more I get, the more I want. If per chance I am unable to pleasure myself, I have withdrawal symptoms. I can't concentrate. I can't get anything done until I do "have you" With each dose of you, I need a more powerful dose the next time.

Ohhh Jody, I better stop here. I may be going to "fast" Damm, I am horny again. It feels so good to feel like this.

Sending this before I get even more carried again and turn you off and away from me.

With (online) love and lust,

Dave

PS: I will tell you about my first time later. If you still want to hear about it. She was a 35 year old strawberry blonde, who was our married neighbor; Her husband was away a lot, drank and smoked a lot, and I think had become disinterested in sex, and I was 18, young and available, and to her eyes, desirable.

JODY21 TO DAVE2005 EMAIL:

Hello Dave. Your email this time, as well as all the others, was so fiercely hot. It really got me going. This is more than I ever expected, I am never disappointed. This last email you sent was beyond exciting and hot!. I find myself so astonishingly aroused. My nipples are erect and tingling, And I can feel more than an oozing from my furrow of love and lust "down there" I feel an ache in my lower belly and it feels like not only my pussy but my womb is contracting. And I know already I will not be able to finish this email without my own "pause that refreshes" I am so glad you would like to be my carved candle, "Dave" and I am so glad that you were not upset that I gave it your name. Now that I know that, using it has increased my sensations to even newer heights. 

Your telling me that you want me.. Ohh that turned me on so much. My nipples were so erect and tingly (of course helped along with my hand and fingers). My pussy was so wet with a fierce desire for you. I was so "needy" I could imagine it all. I was doing to myself, all the things that you said you were doing or wanted to do to me. Oh, would I love to have you nibble and suck my tits, and to have you fondle my pussy. But most of all, to have you tease and eat my pussy like that. I was using my hands and fingers to stimulate myself. Ohh I know it would feel so good to have your lips and tongue my love grotto. I love how you fingering and tease me. And I would love to try to drown and suffocate you. Mmmmmm, Dave, Mmmmmmmm. I was alternately tensing and relaxing my butt and thigh muscles which seems to add to my sensations and increases the intensity of my cums! I came so hard, clamping down on my "Dave" 

All I can say is, this is wonderful for me. Marvelous! Let's keep going. And, we can lift all speed limits. Go as fast as you want!. You could never turn me off or turn me away. You do the opposite - turn me on like I never have felt like this before. I feel I am I a constant state of bliss. You have unleashed all of my cravings and desires. I want it all!. I want you!. (I can't believe I just said that! but that is the way I feel!) Each of my orgasms seem to be the best it can be, and then the next one is even stronger and better.

Yes, I do want you to tell me about your first time. That she was almost twice your age, and was willing to teach you about sex sounds so super exciting. (I use the word "exciting or excited" a lot, but I can't think of any other words to describe what you do to me!). That she was married and makes it illicit pleasures and that adds to the sexiness. 

We had agreed to tell each other our fantasies. I will start. But I will warn you now. I am not a writer like you are. No one can be as good. 

My fantasy involves riding horseback. The both of us on one horse. You are behind me, and my ass grinding into your groin and cock is making both of us horny and lustful. Your arms are around me, and you cup my tits. You squeeze and fondle them just like I like it. All the while, you are kissing and nibbling on my ears and neck.

I stop the horse, and we both get nude and then resume our riding. Now my ass is really grinding into your cock. Your hands are now on my tits, but with no clothes to hinder the sensations which are getting better and better. I can feel your hard cock on my ass, between my ass cheeks. You are so hard and wet!. I rise up a little and now your cock head is at the entrance of my pussy and as I sit back, your cock slides into my tight hot love tunnel. Then we start the horse on a slow trot. You are still caressing my tits and kissing my neck. When I lean back a little, you are able to reach my pussy and my clit with one hand, and yet keep the other hand on my tits. The jiggling, bouncing and grinding is too much. 

I shout.. "OH DAVE! I AM CLOSE TO CUMING. I WANT TO CUM. I NEED TO CUM" You are grunting into my ear. 

You shout back: "Oh GOD, JODY, YOU ARE SO TIGHT. IT FEELS SO GOOD. I FEEL YOUR CUNT SPASMING! I'M GONNA CUM TOO! NOW!" We both have massive and wonderful orgasms. 

By this time, we are under a tree, next to a clear lake. We go skinny dipping; playing., flirting and teasing. And suddenly, I see that your cock is hard again; I am feeling horny again too. We climb out of the lake and embrace. I feel your erect cock on my belly and blatantly grind my belly into you manhood. And I whisper into your ear: "Dave, I never have had my pussy eaten. Would you? I would gladly suck your cock too, which I have also never done before . Can we do a '69'?"

Dave, you kissed my pussy, suck on it. You teased and flicked at my clit with your pointed tongue. Probed my secret hole with your fingers. All the while, I was cupping your balls and I was tonguing and lipping your cock, then sucking and taking it in and out of my mouth. I knew it felt good for you because you started to quiver and to thrust into my mouth. 

Knowing that I was pleasing you made it even better for me, as you continued to eat me out. It got to where I could not exactly know what you were doing to my pussy with your lips, tongue and fingers. All I knew is that it was marvelous and I was in a constant state of bliss. I was thrusting and jerking. I was grinding my pussy onto your face. My thighs trapped your head between them. My pussy, my body, and my mind never felt the extreme pleasure you were giving me. Part of this was because of what you were doing, and part of it was because I was returning the pleasure to you. It seemed like the high would last forever, until we both came together. It was an memorable orgiastic delight. I know my pussy was making a lot of juice. And when I felt your cock throb and start to spew, I made a determined effort to take it all into my mouth. I was swallowing your cum at the same time I was orgasming (is there such a word? There is now! hehe) And I did. It was so good. I loved the taste of you. I wanted it all, and I got it all.

By then the sun was starting to set. We put our clothes back on and headed for home!

I hope you like this fantasy. It was better than I could describe it, but you get the idea behind it, right? Hehe I got so hot and horny thinking and writing it, I had to finger myself and use my "Dave" This time, I fantasized that your were eating me! I licked my fingers and palms, tasting myself, imaging that it was you tasting me and telling me how good I tasted. I do taste good, if I must say so myself. I am blushing so hard now.

Remember, you are going to tell me about that 35 year old married strawberry blonde, hehehe.

With all my (online) love, and tons of lust, Jody.

DAVE2005 TO JODY21: 

You are great writer. Wow; As proof, I had two orgasms. The first when I read it for the first time; Then again last night, with my 11PM masturbation partner! The first orgasm was during the day when I first got your email and was reading it. I was reading it from the computer screen, and teasing and stroking my cock at the same time. My orgasm came at the time we were doing that "69", and we both had cum at the same time. I came so hard, in your mouth this time. The 2nd orgasm - I did a lot more teasing of myself thinking of the horseback fuck and the "69" after. Got real close to a cum, then paused and tried to relax. I did this about 3 or 4 times, and then it was 11PM, and I came!. This time in your mouth again! I did taste good, also imagining that you were the one tasting my cum! Until we met, I had rarely actually tasted my own cum. Now I do it often! Always thinking that you are the one tasting and swallowing my cum.

Mmmm Jody, For a virgin with very little experience, you seem to know a lot about sexual activities and practices. Tell me more about your other fantasies. I promise to reciprocate!

And now, my first time. As I said, she was 35 and a strawberry blonde and I will call her Mrs. Mary. She was very vain and very conscious of her appearance and clothing. She and my parents both had swimming pools in our back yards; From about age 13, I convinced my dad to pay me instead of the pool service company to clean the pool and do the chemicals, and I became good at it. Our neighbor, Mrs. Mary had a pool service company which didn't do nearly as good of job as I did, and she asked my parents, to have me to do her pool. My parents and I gladly said yes, and what she paid me, although a little less than what she paid the pool service company, was big bucks to me. I did this for several years leading to the summer between my high school and college. The added incentive was Mrs. Mary, who I had a crush on since I was 13 years old, when I first started masturbating.. She was about 5 feet 6 inches tall and about 120 pounds. She had a marvelous "hourglass" figure. She thought her buttocks and hips were too prominent but I loved it all and almost all my masturbatory fantasies involved her.

Every Tuesday, I would clean our pool first, then go next door to do her pool. It involved emptying out the skimmer, emptying the pool sweep bag, brushing down the sides of the pool, checking the chemicals, and adding the chemicals as needed. The bonus in all this was that she would often come outside, in a skimpy bikini swim suits and strut around. Usually, she swam a few laps and then lay in the sun. I had dark sun glasses on so I could be sneaking peaks at her. Little did I know that she had sun glasses on to sneak peaks at me!.

One day, early in the summer, when I had about finished her pool, she came out in the skimpiest bikini yet. It barely covered her nipples/areola and the bottom part was a thong! She asked how I liked her new swim suit as she did a few slow twirls for me with her hands on top of her head. I could only stutter my approval. As you can guess, I was in awe of the view and developed my usual "hard-on", but this time stronger than ever. As I had mentioned earlier, I made a lot of precum and it secretes very early when I am being sexually stimulated. To hide my predicament, I jumped into the pool, did a few laps and then got out. She had jumped into the pool and now was lying on a large towel on the cement. Ohhh God, what a beautiful Goddess was my thought and my erection and precum was almost out of control.




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Then the turning point in my sexual life: She asked me to put sun tan lotion on her back. How could I refuse my "boss", heheh. With trembling hands and fingers, I poured the lotion on her back and started a light rubbing. She was moaning. Her head was sideways facing me. I looked down and my erection was impossible to conceal, but at least the swimming pool water was able to disguise my wetness.

Her skin was so smooth and my rubbing lotion into her skin made her to glisten and feel very warm. I did her neck shoulder and arms. She untied her bikini top which was just a string! Did she know what she was doing to me? How erotically stimulating this was? I continued applying the lotion to her upper back, then to her waist area to her lower back. I got close to her ass cheeks.. Her ass was perfect and looked bare because there was no skin concealment by the thong she was wearing. For the moment, I skipped her ass cheeks and rubbed the lotion on her long thighs all the way down to her toes. 

As I was trying to decide what to do with her buttocks, she forced the issue, and asked me to do her there too. She told me that what I was doing made her feel so good. My cock was throbbing by now, as I poured the lotion on her ass and started to caress it. Her buttocks were so firm and the skin so smooth. I rubbed, caressed, and kneed her butt for a while. There was a brief moment when I separated her ass cheeks and I got a glimpse of her perfect anal pucker. I could hear her moaning and she was grinding and thrusting into her towel.

Then she then rolled over onto her back! I almost fainted. I almost had an orgasm right then and there!. Her breasts were marvelous. Lying on her back, they still stood tall and proud. There were of perfect size (between a B and C cup I found out later) and were capped by pink areolas and small but erected nipples. I had always thought that women who had children had large nipples but that was not the case with her. Her belly was smooth. No stretch marks which seems so common on women who had given birth. She had those long sexy legs. "I think my hips and upper thighs are too big", she said.. 

I just gawked and was speechless until I blurted out: "Mrs. Mary, I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen! You have a gorgeous and perfect figure, which I always knew, but seeing you almost nude like this - you are more beautiful and sexy than I could ever have imagined."

"Dave, you sweet boy. And now finish the job. The front of me needs lotion too!" Trembling now more than ever, I applied the lotion to her neck shoulders and arms first. Then those magnificent breasts! As I spread the lotion to them, I heard her moan and whisper, "Yes, Dave, just like that!" Her areolas seemed swollen and her nipples were so hard. She shivered when I brushed by them with my finger tips. I then started on her belly, making small circles with my hands and fingers which were lubricated with the lotion. Each circle was lower and lower until I reached the tiny bit of cloth covering her pubic mound. I then went to her feet and massaged the lotion to her feet, legs and thighs. Spending time on her inner thighs which she seemed to like, judging by her incessant moans and sighs and saying: "That feels really good; Keep going."

As I was rubbing her upper inner thigh and lower abdomen, she moaned and sighed and told me to take "it" off. As I lowered her thong to her mid thigh, she said: "No. all the way off!" 

Ohhh wow, you can imagine my thoughts as I stared at her mons, covered with a sparse amount of light brown pubic hair. The Mons of Venus; the Mons of Beauty! As she slowly spread her thighs, her puffy inner lips came into view, and I could see the pinkness along with the glistening wetness of her pussy slit. This was all and even more than I could have ever believed!

She asked if I liked what I was seeing, and before I could answer, her hand lightly ran over my swim suit covered cock and the large dark wet spot no longer concealed by my swim trunks which were drying. . "Your cock is enjoying it!" she whispered to me.. "Take it off, Dave", she commanded. 

I stood up, almost light headed with all the stimulus I was receiving and lowered my trunks. My cock was bent downwards by the waistband, and as it became completely free, sprang back up and a string of precum flew up and out towards her. She dipped her finger into that little drop that landed near her breast and then licked and sucked that finger. Talk about eroticism! She asked for a kiss, and as I knelt down and leaned over to kiss, she said: "No, Dave, lie on me, hug me, then kiss!"

I quickly knelt between her thighs and slowly lay myself down on her. Ohhhh, the sensations I was feeling! Her firm tits on my chest. My throbbing erect cock lying on her pussy and leaking so much precum. Her legs went around my thighs and pulled me closer and my cock was pressing harder into her groin and pussy. "Now kiss me, Dave", she commanded. It was a sloppy hot, sexy, violent, and wanton kiss with tongues exploring. She began to thrust and grind her pussy into my cock. 

"Dave! Fuck me, now!, I'm going to cum!" She was thrusting and grinding, twisting, arching her back, and continuously hissing and moaning, She was uttering erotic moans and stared to orgasm, and her grip of me with her arms and legs tightened. 

I tried to get my cock inside of her, but talk about stimulus overload! Her erotic pleadings! The feeling of her skin and her tits on my chest! The sexy facial expressions and grimaces of shock like pleasures! Her writhing body! The scent of our sexual secretions! But before my cock head could enter her, I started to cum too, but outside her pussy. Onto her pussy slit and pubic hair! Loads of my cum.. The most cum I have ever made! I had heard of this: "Premature ejaculation", it was called.

It was several minutes before the heavy breathing, hearts pounding, feeling the sticky sweat, and the trembling ceased. I told her how sorry I was for cuming so fast. She replied, "Ohhh no! It was I who couldn't wait." She reached down and pushed my semi rigid cock into her pussy and pulled me to her tight with her arms and legs.

With most of my weight on my forearm and knees, I was in heaven in this position. Skin on skin which no longer sweaty but slick with her body lotion. We had a nice sexy conversation. She told me she had lusted after me for several years. She wore sun glasses when she was sunning herself so she could look at me. And she suspected that I wore the sun glasses for the same reason. She had noticed my erections and even the occasional spots of wetness, and this only added to her lust. But she waited until I was 18 so she could not be charged with "contributing to the delinquency of a minor" She had purposely bought and worn those bikini's, just for me. And finally today, she had the courage to take it to where we were right now. She was my Mrs. Robinson of the movie, "The Graduate"

She told me that she had never cheated on her husband until today. Her husband smoked heavily, drank a lot, was grossly overweight, and defied orders from his doctors, because he also had diabetes. He was 10 years older than Mrs. Mary. All this contributed to his lack of interest in sex which had progressed to where sex was essentially non-existent between them. Mrs. Mary, however, was now at her sexual peak and her self arousal and stimulation - masturbation - had increased. She had her toys to play with which she did often. But it was not the same as real sex and today was wonderful for her. 

For me, it was an experience of a lifetime! I admitted to Mrs. Mary that I had been a virgin, and I guess still a virgin, as I had never cum inside a woman. Even though as I was speaking, my cock was buried in her to the hilt and was starting to stir again, encouraged by her admissions of horniness and lust for me, and abetted by the intermittent twitches and spasms that her pussy made on my cock. She told me she wanted to teach me all that she knew about sex and fucking, and making love. This was summer and her two children, ages 12 and 10, were at summer school. My mom played golf every Tuesday and Thursday.

Before I knew it, my cock was randy as ever. We started with a slow grind, then some thrusting, and suddenly we were in the midst of a full developed old fashion fucking!. I was pummeling her! I lasted a lot longer this time, bringer her through two more marvelous orgasms before I had my final blast. She told me not to worry about the lack of "protection" Her tubes were tied after her second pregnancy.

So that was my first time. I want to add that the summer was a delight and experience for me She taught me about all the aspects of sex. She told me about and performed oral sex on me. She liked my cum - the delicious taste of youth - minus the detractions that cigarettes, alcohol, garlic etc that often made a man's cum distasteful. 

She taught me all the erogenous zones that women, or more specifically of hers, had. Including the ears, the neck, lips, tongue; Even the arm pit, but if a gal wants to be kissed there, she should be freshly shaved, showered and not use any deodorants or antiperspirants. Continuing, the erogenous sites: her breast and nipples, her belly button, her groin, inner thighs, and behind the knees. She admonished me not to forget her buttocks, and each spinous process, from her neck to her tail bone. There were the "sacral dimples" over her sacrum that all beautiful girls had and were so sensitive to nibbles. Most gals liked their palms kissed and fingers sucked on, and some liked their arches of the feet kissed and toes sucked on.

And finally, she pointed out the anatomy of her pussy which she demonstrated with my face just inches away. How to expose and make the clit come out from its secret hiding place. I needed to treat the clit with utmost care and gentleness and in so doing, my rewards would be many times over what I could give. The nerve endings of the pussy were centered in the entrance of her pussy hole, the inner lips and especially the clit glans. She instructed me on how to kiss her pussy. Don't get in a rut and do it the same every time, she advised. . It excited her to tell me all this, and then have me perform those activities to her liking. Her explosive orgasms told me when I was successful. And I became successful most all the time.

We even went into anal. She advised me not to do it if the gal was not freshly bathed and had turn off odors. The giving and receiving of anal kissing/rimming, tongue probing could be highly stimulating. I noted that she was always clean there. I never had the odor that would be a turn off. We had anal intercourse several times, and it was wonderful. When she orgasmed with my cock deep in her ass, the contraction of her anal muscles were as hard of a spasm I had ever felt! It was very good and different, But I still preferred her pussy hole.

Well enough of this. I still get excited thinking of her, but now, my sexual energies are directed at YOU! I wish I could turn this around with you!. I mean, I would be your teacher and point out erogenous zones in me and on you, some of which even you may not be aware of. To tell you about them, then demonstrate them. Ohh, this thought excites me! 

I hope I did not bore you or turn you off with the details. My intent was to turn you on! I love it when you are horny for me, when your nipples get erect and tingly, and your pussy gets swollen and wet. The most exciting thing you can do, is to CUM - ORGASM . The harder, longer the better and multiples are best yet!

Write me back, soon!

With (Online) love, and Lust,

Dave

JODY21 TO DAVE 2005: EMAIL

Wow, Dave. That time you had with your neighbor was so hot. I got ripples of pleasure coursing through my body, because I am feeling your heat and excitement with you. And when she was being stimulated and had her orgasms, I had them for her!. The best of both worlds. How I would love to have you be my teacher! Have you point out my hot spots! And yes, I may not know many of them, but in all my explorations of my body in my masturbations, I think I know most of them. Of course, I have never had my ass kissed, nor the spines on my back. But since I have been emailing you, I now routinely taste my juices, and I must say I like them. I like them even more because I am imagining you tasting me and liking it. And the details, yes! I love the details. The more explicit the better. I am experiencing them vicariously. My thoughts may be just fantasy and imagination, but my orgasms are very real!

And another thing, I am blushing so hard, I have at times fingered my asshole while masturbating. When I do, it is just before or during my orgasm. That is when it feels the best! And I do agree that the asshole muscles can contract as hard or harder than my pussy muscles. I have even had "Dave" there. Not most of the times, but some of the times.

Do you know what you are doing to me? How you are making me feel? I have never felt like this before. Horny and wanton! So willing to try anything and everything (online of course, hehe); I can't get enough sex. I can't get enough orgasms. Each feels so good, and I want more and more! Would you believe I have had like 5 orgasms in some of the days.. and some of those 5 were multiple orgasms. 

I have two kinds of multiple orgasms: 1) When I orgasm real hard, rest for a few minutes or like 5 or 10 minutes; then start over and have another one. I count these as separate orgasms but are "multiple" because they are in the same "session" 2) I have an orgasm that seems to last and last, and as it starts to wane, but then another high occurs. This can go on for several or more times. I count these as just one orgasm, but are "multiples" Damm, it feels so good. This is all while thinking of you - of you doing things to me or me doing things to you. It feels so good when you are giving me oral sex, or when I am giving you a great blow job. (there is another term or words that I would never have thought I would say or write a month ago, before we met!). 

Whatever you are doing to me, DON'T STOP. I AM LOVING IT ALL! I hope I am having a similar effect on you! 

You wondered where I got the information about sex, since I am a virgin. Well, ever since my first orgasm at age 13, I have been reading up on it, in the library. Everything about sex that I can look up, I have read. And I have read the Penthouse Forum letters that my brother had and thought he had hid from everyone. So I know a lot. I just haven't done much. And the thought that I am telling you all this - wow, I never in my wildest dreams thought I would be writing all this stuff to anyone. And I still do blush a lot!.

I am still keeping our 11 PM dates. I love that time. No matter how many times I have had orgasms during the morning, day and evening, I still am horny and ready to go to have my nightly orgasm at 11. Keep your cock sensitive, and you will feel my rhythmic contractions as I cum, and those that are reinforced when I tense my thighs and butt muscles. I have been keeping my pussy sensitive, and I can feel your throbs and jerks and spews as you cum deep inside my pussy! mm. Soooooo darn very good.

By for now. Lustfully yours, Jody

PS: you told me you were going to write a fantasy for me. I am still waiting.

EMAIL: DAVE2005 TO JODY21:

My dearest Jody! You are so hot and sexy. I love what you write. I love how you get turned on so easily and especially to my emails and writings. My imagination is running wild and I can see you, smell you, hear you, and feel you. I experience your orgasms for you. And yes, I do feel your pussy muscles contracting and clamping on my cock when you cum and that intensifies my erotic feelings and especially my cums! I love your multiple cums! Maybe my cock will be in your ass on one of your cums. To hear you mumble that you are cuming when my cock is in your mouth! Ohh, I would save "one of your one after the other multiple cums" when I am fucking your pussy. I want to feel each of those cums and have your cunt milk me that way! Ohhh Jody!

I am feeling closer and closer to you by the passing of each email. My online love for you is stronger, and although much of this is fantasy and imagination, my cums are very real and getting stronger and more frequent, and I am loving this all the more. The line between online love and real love begins to blur. I hope I am not scaring you away. Although we are many hundreds of miles apart, online - it is only a millisecond apart.

And now my fantasy. I hope you would be naked, leaning back, and reading this fantasy while you stimulate yourself with your erotic mind and fingers! Your orgasm, and especially multiple orgasms would be the ultimate complement to my writings!

THE EIGHT HOUR REDEYE FLIGHT.

As I board, I see you at the rear of the airplane starting to lift your heavy suitcase into the overhead bin. I rush over to offer my assistance and lift it for you, along side of my travel case.

"Thank you. You are such a gentleman. If you are alone, I would love to have you sit with me. It will be such a long flight and I can use the company. I am Jody." You notice my very pleasant appearance, somewhat muscular body frame, and my blonde hair, and blue eyes.

"Hello Jody. I'm Dave and I would love to sit with you." I notice your flaming red hair and innocent looking face. Very pretty and sensuous, I think to myself. I note your almost see through white shirt and blue miniskirt showing nice longs legs and fleshy thighs.

The flight is underway, and our dinner appears rapidly. As we eat, we exchange the usual getting acquainted information. Where we are from, what line of business, both of us are single, etc. When we are through with the dinner, our trays are whisked away. My eyes keep flitting from your face to your breasts and then those marvelous legs and thighs which begin to ride up higher on your thighs. You notice this and blush deeply but do not attempt to lower your skirt back down. I order us some wine which we sip on as the movie starts, a movie which we had both seen before. The lights are dimmed. Finishing the first glass, I order a second for me, but you want mainly water. "Alcohol and this altitude affects me too deeply and I don't want to make a fool of myself, or do something I might be sorry for" you say with a little devilish smile on your face. "In fact, I feel a little tipsy now" And you mumble the last sentence into my ear and teasing my ear with a little tonguing in my ear hole and the lipping of my ear lobe. Your blowing into my ears sends a shiver through my body. 

"Be careful, Jody, my ears are one of my most sensitive erogenous zones", I whisper into your ear, with a lilt in my voice and using as much tongue as I can get away with and some blowing as well.

You whisper back, again into my ear, "promises, promises, promises"

Our bantering goes back and forth; Each whisper and tonguing of our ears gets bolder and bolder and loaded with sexual innuendo's. But we both are afraid to make the first move, especially in a public place such as an airplane; We do notice that the flight is only 1/2 full and most of the passengers are up front. Then a fortunate accident happens. You are about to take a sip of water when the airplane hits some turbulence and you spill water on your neck and chest.

I immediately get up out of my seat, get a blanket from one of the overhead bins, and a lot of paper towels from the toilet and go back to my seat next to you. The blanket goes over your chest and my lap as well, and I begin to wipe and blot the water from your flimsy shirt with those paper towels. I am brushing slowly and sensuously, starting at your neck and slowly running down over your full breasts and over the ever hardening nipples. I am soon concentrating on the area over your nipples on each side and I can feel how hard and erect they are. And now you are moaning into my ears what a gentleman I am and also how good it feels. The movie ends at this point and the lights come on allowing some stretching and to free those needing to use the toilet.. I continue to rub over your tits, and you are busy holding the blanket over your chest to hide my activities, and I make sure my full erection is covered too.. I do get brief glances at your full breasts, now showing so nicely through the shear shirt and bra. A sight to behold, indeed!