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We Finally Meet

By: Nicola31



As I boarded the plane, I paused looking back at my best friend, butterflies running so rampant in my stomach urging me to puke but, at the same time the eager ness so overwhelming making me unable to sit still.

So many thoughts running through my mind as the plane made it's way off the ground. No, turning back now. I tried to take a nap making time go by a little faster but that was impossible. What would my first words be? Would we be able to talk like we do on the phone and online? Would everything come naturally? Those questions kept running wild. I needed a cigarette badly, and the urge to flee the plane stronger. 

The plane finally landed, my knees wobbly, my palms sweaty and my heart pounding so loud I could hear it. I got off the plane, so many people how would I ever find you? You found me, how you doin girlfriend was all you said but, all my fears vanished being replaced with the yearning to kiss that mouth that spoke those words of encouragement to me on the phone, wanting to touch the eyes that watched as you sent me e-mails of love, and the hands that brought you to orgasm when I was so far away. We found my luggage, and headed to your truck making small talk. I wanted to reach out and touch you but didn't dare.

We went back to your place and decided to grab a bite to eat out. I hopped into the shower the hot water beating the tension out of my muscles as I washed up making sure every spot on my body was clean. I ran my hands over my breasts wishing they were your hands. I brought a nipple to my mouth brushing it with my lips, taking it into my mouth sucking sending waves of excitement to my pelvic region. I bent over letting the beads of water hit my ass and run down. I spread my legs letting the water work my pussy and clit; I reached between my legs and started working my clit in circles. Oh yes, I was listening making sure you didn't catch me but hoping that you did. I decided to speed things up because you would be wondering what was taking me so long. I found that special spot being unable to hold back the moans as I came. I felt relieved, and relaxed. I hurried and got ready but forgot my dress. So, I walked out of the bathroom with just my lace thong panties and bra on walking right past you. I put my tight black velvet dress and matching shoes on and was ready to go. 

We went to On the Border. I ordered a beer, and then a few more becoming relaxed, tipsy, and giggly not to mention horny as hell. But I kept it to myself waiting for you to make the first move. That's when you suggested we get going. We paid our bill, and left. When we got outside I grabbed your hand and turned you so that you were facing me I placed my lips upon yours and kissed you. I couldn't hold back any longer my body aching for you too long! Your strong arm went around me and I melted, as I finally felt safe. We kissed and hugged for what seemed like a long time. Things were getting hotter so we left the parking lot and went back to your apartment. 

But we didn't just jump into the sack. We spent many hours touching, tasting and kissing. You carried me into your bedroom and laid me down on your bed continuing our exploring. Your skin so smooth, so manly, with muscles that lie underneath. Your body tasting so good, the dreams of kissing every inch of your body coming alive. The smell of alcohol on our breaths making it more intoxicating as I work my way down to your manhood. I turn around so that you can eat my pussy as I suck your cock. I grab your balls with the other hand caressing them as my erect nipples brush your stomach gently. I have longed to feel your hot breath on my shaved pussy lips, your tongue entering and exciting my love hole. 

Taunting, teasing my clit with your lips and tongue as your finger moves in and out of my pussy. Pre-cum on my tongue as I swallow. It tastes like a fine wine making me work harder for more. My muscles tensing, I begin to shake as my sweet juices overflow its glass, my moans muffled by your stiff cock in my mouth. You continue licking and biting my sensitive love button. I can feel the pressure in your cock building and then it blows as I scurry to swallow like an animal that hasn't eaten for a while. I follow with my second orgasm.

Rebuilding our strength, we touched and kissed each other. My fingers exploring you chest, moving down to your legs gently running fingertips up and down as I switched my caressing over to your hardening penis. Could it be possible that some one can fall in love with a body part? Because I love the way your penis fits in my hand, the way it moves as I stroke it. I bend down and plant a kiss on the tip. Your fingers once again found their way to my clit that has become swollen from your touch, my body alive and excited yearning to have your hard cock deep inside me.

I came again so hot for you, begging you to fill me. Make love to me was all I could say. After a few moments of making me wait, you finally climbed above me. I spread my legs letting you in, as your manhood parted my lips; I wrapped my legs around you, my hot, wet pussy tight but so easily accepting you in. 

You moved your hips slowly allowing our bodies to take in the moment. My legs urging you go deeper. Your moves quickening. No, man has ever made love to me as you are now. I have found paradise. My hips meeting, and encouraging you, my moans becoming louder and more frequent. Every nerve ending alive. I unlock my legs and move them to your shoulders wanting to feel your balls slap against me with each thrust.

I take a breast into my hand bringing my tongue to the nipple, and then sucking. My free hand occupying my second nipple. My mind not wanting this long awaited moment to end but my body is ready to cross over to the other side. My hands grab your ass pushing you, my voices tells you that I am ready to cum. My fingers find my clit. Oh my God, as my pussy tightens and then releases the juices again, my head goes back as I arch my back, as you release your own juices and ours to become mixed. My nails dig into your back not letting you move. 

Tears run down my face, you collapse on top of me, and the warmth of your breath on my neck as our heartbeats return to normal. 

I loved you before but I love you more now. I am so happy we finally met.

We Finally Meet



I have been told that I have a knack for writing this sort of thing, and after reading and listening to countless post on Lit, I decided to give it a try. It is just an intro, but if there is positive feedback for my writing style and content, I will make time to continue. 

We have been emailing, chatting, texting and even talking on the phone for months now. You've begged to meet, to feel my touch and act out the desires and fantasies that have been devised between us.

One day, without warning, en envelope comes in the mail, without a return address on the front. When you open it you are filled with a warmth, a desire, and an excitement that you haven't felt in a very long while...It's from me. 

Inside you have very specific instructions and directions that lead you to my house, and into the basement where I have a room with a massage table. There is a space heater set to 80, candles at every corner of the room, some small and some large, and they will all be lit when you show up per your instructions. It's requested that you strip down to your bra and panties, all before even seeing me, and that you slip under the blanket that is laying on the table. The last of the instructions is for you to lay on your stomach, close your eyes and relax. 

I'm sure with the excitement and just the thoughts going through your head you'd be feeling warm and tingly. Thinking of all of the scenarios of how the evening of mystery could play out. You want so badly to slide your hands under your body and gently push on your clit through your panties, but to be considerate you resist. Another few minutes go by and you're startled by the sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs. Your eyes pop open and through the hole in the headrest you notice a note that you didn't before. "Stay quite and do not lift your head to look or this whole thing will be ruined." The door opens and it's so hard to not look, but you don't...good girl.

Without a word, you feel the blanket get pulled down over your shoulders and back, exposing the sexy black lace of your bra, but stopping just shy of giving me a peak at the matching thong that adorns your amazing ass. Still without saying anything, I cover my hands in warm oil and let them caress your back. Massaging and gently scratching over your smooth skin, teasing around and under the straps of your bra. Working my hands over your body as you begin to moan and rock your hips in response to the relaxing massage.

Letting my fingers explore the edge of the blanket, feeling the string of your thong just below your lower back. You give in to the warm tingling sensation of my hands on your body and push the blanket further down, as far as your hands can push without lifting your head. You hear me whimper and moan at the sight of your gorgeous backside. My hands gravitating to your ass cheeks to gently squeeze, spread and push. I can hear your breathing quicken when my fingertips glide over your inner thighs, just inches from your radiating sex. 

In a very quiet and low voice, I finally speak to you. "Turn over and lay on your back." The low light of the room and the haze from having your eyes close makes it so you are all the way turned over before you even get a look at me but finally, you see me. My tall and broad figure, my disheveled blonde hair, the smile across my face is one of desire and the glitter in my eyes is in awe of seeing you laying there on your back. I am wearing nothing but boxers, and my cock is straining hard inside of them. We sit there and admire the view of each other for a brief moment. 

As you reach for my thigh, I stop your hand and grab you by the wrist. Quickly leaning over and grabbing a restraint rope that is tied to the leg of the table. Cuffing it just tight enough around your wrist, then silencing the inquiry that is on the tip of your tongue with a long deep kiss on your soft sweet lips. Exploring each others mouths with our tongues, nibbling on your bottom lip while I struggle and manipulate your other wrist until it is tied down as well. Reluctantly breaking our kiss, leaning away from those delicious lips and taking a moment to admire the beautiful scene before me. 

You try to speak, but I put a finger over your lips and whisper "shhhh". Staring into your eyes and trailing my finger down your neck and across the top of your chest. Letting my hand rise and fall with your chest as I draw lines over the top of your bra. The warm soft skin of your breast against my hand make my cock twitch in my boxers and it catches your eye. Both of my hands on your barely cover breast, squeezing and massage your perfect tits through your bra, feeling your nipples harden against my palms. 

You whimper in disapproval when I slide my hands further down over your torso, caressing and following the contours of your hips until I reach the waist of your thong. Moving my hands together, my fingers delicately brushing over the fabric that is stretched tight over your gyrating mound. Taking extra attention to not let you feel the pressure of my hands on your throbbing pussy, I spread your legs just enough to rub my hands down the insides of your thighs. 

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We Finally Meet



The time had come.

We'd met just weeks before online; playing at first, checking each other out with a few witty messages back and forth...a circling foreplay dance...you innocently asking my shoe size, me asking how far up your legs you shaved.

Before long, we'd switched to Messenger. Then pics of each other. Our lives. Our thoughts. Our fantasies. It was getting more and more intense, furtive, urgent. The need emerging. The heat building.

Then shots of our genitals, enflamed, aroused... cumming. Webcams burning the wires, teasing each other to promises of kinky delirium. Finally, you saying "Yes. I want to be Yours. Please. Let me be with you."

The phone. Hours of talk about anything, everything. And oh, the phone sex.

Then deciding we had to make the time, clearing the days off. Booking the flight. 

You, nervous as you received the courier package with your instructions the day before. 

Your collar. Dainty. Leather. You wore it while shaving yourself that night for Me, hands trembling. 

An anticipatory sleep, fitful, moist.

The sun is setting the next night and your plane is late. Later than late. "Damn cheap "deals"...there's no such thing." I'm thinking, as I lay on the grass outside, my leather pants tight on my wet shaft, my untucked white linen shirt covering my urge. 

I go to the terminal again, buy a coke and then back to the car, topping it up with some rum in the trunk and returning to watch the skies, the runways, waiting.

Thirty thousand feet up, the cabin is hot, people are restless and the captain finally announces your impending descent.

It's time. You slip into the tight little washroom at the front of the packed aircraft with your knapsack to prepare for Me, as instructed.

Twenty minutes away. 

First, the collar.

Then, out of your jeans, damp thong peeling off in hot pursuit. 

Sweatshirt and bra follow into the bag.

Naked there but for the collar, standing, stretching, spreading for your new dildo. 

Wet, urgent feelings taking over...wanting to cum, just once.

No.

As instructed, your fingers dipping inside, dildo away.

Your slick sex cologne behind your ears and generously down your neck.

Inside your elbows, knees, circling your nipples hard and rosy in the mirror...all pulse points adorned, slathered with your musk.

Mascara, black. 

Eyeliner, black. 

Eye shadow, black.

Lipstick, red and glossy.

A cat, in heat. My sweet pussy. Soon.

The short black skirt, hugging you close. 

You marvel at how the fit is perfect.

The black stockings ending not quite above the short hem.

And the black shoes, spiked, open, with lacey ties snaking up your calves.

The black blouse clinging with lycra to your curves, unbuttoned low so your nipples nearly escape when you move.

You dip your fingers again, pleasing yourself in the mirror taking it to the edge again.

"Slutty just for Him, as instructed." you think, smiling seductively, wet and quivering still. Last juices wiped on your open cleavage, fingers licked clean.

And you sashay back to your seat, dropping the knapsack twice on the way and bending, wet and bald, as instructed, showing your ass to the businessmen trapped there going home, seatbelts the only thing keeping them from reaching out to touch your glistening inner thighs as you pick the bag up just a little too slowly, your scent unmistakable, libidos awakened. 

A commuter jet full of hard cocks, aroused by your raw sex on a Friday night.

The terminal is packed as you get off the escalator, and soon all all eyes are on your leggy, musky entrance there, with a few of the bolder, older ramora fish from the plane offering to help get your bag, buy you a drink or drive you to your hotel.

You have no luggage and you have a lift you nervously tell them. Your juices flow afresh, excited further by all the old, horny, sweaty suits touching your arm, brushing their rumpled, suited hard-ons against your hips and ass under cover of the tightly packed terminal throng, trying their desparate charm, staring down your blouse... but you are looking for Me.

I'm on the opposite wall, looking over the sea of heads at you there, my coke can refilled, smiling, calmly waiting for you, meat against leather, hot and slippery there.

You see Me and advance quickly, stockings slipping, nipples bouncing, lips wet and red above...and below.

I pass you the drink and you take it heartily, surprised, then smiling slyly at the boozy taste as I slip a hand under your waistband at the front, pulling you close, my fingers teasing the top of your bald, wet mound. You push against me. Hard.

The fish scatter as I kiss your neck and bite you gently, whispering in your ear, "Finally."

You give me back the can and slide your hand across my leathered meat, hotter still, but calming quickly, the rum and sugar and desire racing to your head...and your sex, sending a rivulet down your thigh.

"Finally."

Out to the car in the dark, my hand on your ass in the terminal, then under your skirt at the car door as we kiss deeply, tongues lashing for the first time.

"Get in."

Laughing, we roar out of the terminal parking lot and hit the road, windows open.

I reach over and dip my fingers between your eagerly spread thighs...then you recline your seat a bit as we pass trucks slowly for show, roof sliding open, the interior spot light on your flower moist and bloomed, your fingers spreading your petals wide for them to see as you drink from your spiked coke.

My sex is slick, twitching, bursting in my tight pants. I pull over wordlessly and walk to your door, flinging it open. You turn, unsnap and unzip me there, leathers sliding to my ankles. You take my springing shaft between your red glossy lips, sucking fast and well. Greed. Hunger.

I pull back from your lips, red gloss on my shaft, and slip on silky swim trunks for the rest of the ride, liner cut away the night before, so my cock can be easily reached while driving.

I instruct you to strip there in the car. You obey, only collar, stockings and shoes remaining as we slip through the night, country roads curvy and dark.

And soon I am naked too, you sucking me, me fucking you, rimming you with my hand, your legs splayed out the window and the roof at speed, our clothes strewn o'er the back seat atangled there.

I want to cum. Inside you. And you're whimpering there for my meat. I stop, engine running as hot as you, high beams knifing the countryside as I bend you over the nose of the car and becum your ultimate driving machine from behind, balls slapping, you ready to cum in a few fast, hard strokes.

I take you over the top then whip you around, still squealing, and cum on your tits, arcs of cream lit by the moon and the halogens there, smearing my sex over your torso, you licking my hand as I bite your turgid nipples then kissing again, our juices combining and keeping us wild.

Back in the car, you sucking yet more, slowly now, savouring my hardness maintained.

We finally arrive. Engine and lights off by the door. 

A world of silence but for your lips sliding red, wet on my meat.

And so it begins...



We Finally Meet



I don't know why I'm so nervous, after all we have chatted on line for months now and even traded pictures of each other. In the past months we have discussed our dreams and desires, our likes and dislikes so it is as if I have known you forever. But still my hands are sweaty and my heart is racing as I look around the airport for you.

I gave you the time I would arrive and you told me not to worry about taking a cab to the hotel, that you would pick me up and take me there. As I anxiously look around for you I start to remember the first time we chatted and how you told me you never kissed on the first date, so on the third time we chatted, I quizzically asked you if we already had our first date. Then I ask you for a kiss to go home on, which you supplied me with and it made my afternoon.

As I was daydreaming I felt your touch on my shoulder and your voice almost whispering my name. I turned around to face you looking into your eyes as they sparkled back at me. As I took you hands into mine I stepped back and took you in from the top of your head to tip of your toes. You began to blush at my attention and I also knew that you were just as nervous as I was about finally meeting face to face.

I took you into my arms, gave you a quick kiss on the cheek and asked you to lead the way out of the airport.

With my luggage in one arm and the other hand holding yours you lead the way to your car.

On the way to the hotel I sat there watching you my eyes never leaving you, I wouldn't know how to get back to the airport if I had to because all I could see was you. It was making you feel a little uneasy as I could see you shifting in your seat and your face reddening, but I couldn't help myself.

Upon arrival at the hotel I checked in and deposited my luggage in my room and then ask you if you would care to go and eat dinner.

We went to the restaurant and ordered dinner, as we waited we made the usual small talk about the weather, my trip and anything else we could think of, all the time holding hands and looking at each other across the table. When dinner came neither one of us ate too much we drank our wine and picked at our food each in our own thoughts, but both relaxing, becoming more comfortable with each other.

After dinner we proceeded back to my room, as I unlocked the door and opened for you and you enter I got a smell of your freshly washed hair and perfume. I chuckled to myself thinking that you washed your hair for me and it wasn't even Sunday or Wednesday.

As I removed your coat from your shoulders I could feel the tension begin to flow back into your body, so I lead you to the couch, had you sit down and went behind you.

You started breathe harder wondering what I was going to do and you even jumped as my hands touched your hair. I pulled your hair over the back of the couch and began massaging your shoulders. As my fingers began their work I could feel the tension begin to leave your body, I needed your shoulders, around your neck, under your ears and up to your temples. As I massaged you I could feel you relax even more, your head flowed from side to side, your eyes were closed and a soft moan came from your lips.

Do I dare, what will happen, I thought to myself, if I bend over and kiss your lovely neck. Finally I could stand it no longer so as my fingers worked I bent down and gently kissed your bare neck, you eyes opened and met mine, you turned your head, reached up your arm, cradled my head in your hand and brought my mouth to yours. 

Our lips touched in a tentative kiss at first, but then our passion took over and they met in a heated exchange, exploring each others mouths.

You stood up, turned around, reached over the couch and took my hand in yours, leading me to the bedroom.

We stopped by the bed and embraced each other again kissing deeply and passionately, our hands roaming over each other, exploring the other through the clothing.

I stepped back and began to undo your blouse, slowly looking into your eyes as I undid each button, as I pulled your blouse over your shoulders and let it drop to the floor, I bent over and kissed your neck, my lips working down to the tops of your lovely breasts. My hands removed your bra straps from your shoulders as my lips kissed them and I unsnapped your clasp so the bra would fall and your breasts would be free to my gaze, they are so lovely I thought to myself as I kissed down the right one until my lips were at the nipple, then I flicked my tongue over the nipple and you shivered. I couldn't stand it any longer I took your nipple into my mouth sucking it in deeply, a soft moan came from your lips as your hands held my head to you. I suckled on your right breast feeling your nipple harden in my mouth then went to your left breast and repeated my actions not wanting it to feel left out.

As my mouth and tongue kissed and sucked your breasts my hands began to remove your skirt and once it was off my hands began to explore your back and legs running up and down them. I then laid you on the bed, gazing down at you as you looked up at me, I bent over and kissed your lips once again your lips eagerly meeting mine.

I kissed your lips, neck, and down your body exploring your upper half as my hands began exploring your lower half. My lips began to follow my hands as they removed you panties and hose kissing down and back up your right leg then doing the same to your left leg never touching your treasure. I wanted to taste all of you and didn't want to go to your treasure too soon.

My fingers and lips explored all of you even into your neatly trimmed down, but still not to your treasure.

I felt your hands on my head and back, pulling at my shirt, you breathlessly said that it was unfair that I could see all of you and you could see none of me. I raised up so that you could take my shirt off of me, but stopped you when you went to undo my pants, whispering not yet.

My hands began exploring your body, every curve, with my mouth following, down your belly to your legs. My mouth stopped as I raised up and ran my hand down the outside of your right leg, down to your feet then back up the inside past the knee and up your thigh. You spread your legs wider but my hand went around your treasure across your down and began it's journey along your left leg.

You spread you legs even wider and I could see the entrance to your treasure open to my gaze, the wetness around the lips. I began kissing down the outside of your right leg to the feet, my mouth and tongue following the path of my fingers. You watched as I kissed up the inside of your leg anticipation on your face of my mouth meeting the entrance of your treasure, but again I went over it and your softly moan in disappointment as I began kissing down the outside of your left leg. As I came back up the inside of your leg I could no longer stand it, I had to taste your honey, so my lips met yours and your sweetness filled my nose as I tasted your wetness on the outside of your treasure.

My tongue split the lower part of your lips as I ran it between them up to the top, collecting your honey. As my tongue reached your button I flicked at it feeling it harden at my touch. I then sucked it deep into my mouth gently holding it with my lips as my tongue surrounded it, twirling over it tasting it.

You reach down and took a hold of my head forcing it even harder against you as you raised your hips Forcing my chin between your lips. I could fell your wetness all over my face as I tasted your honey, I sucked your button in even deeper, wanting you to release your passions as my mouth engulfed you.

I felt your body stiffen in prelude to your release and I knew it would be soon now. With just one word,yessssssssssssssssssss, You held my head even tighter against you and rammed your hips up to my face. I began licking your honey up as fast as you could release it reveling in it's taste and the knowledge that you had released for me.

Your grip on me relaxed as you came down from your release the stiffness leaving your body. As I looked up I could see your chest rising and falling as you caught your breath.

I began kissing up your body, across your belly up between your breasts until I was face to face with you, you eyes were closed and a faint smile on your lips as I worked up your body.

When I arrived at your face your eyes opened and I bent over to kiss your lips. You took my head and guided it down and our lips met in a long, deep passionate kiss.

As we were kissing the tip of my manhood made contact with the entrance of your treasure and you opened your legs once again for me but this time to feel him enter you.

I guided him into you slowly feeling your lips and walls wrap around him as if he was a part of you that had been missing for a long time. As I went deeper into your treasure cave your legs wrapped around me pulling my body closer to yours.

Once my manhood was all the way in you I stopped, all I wanted to do was to feel your warmth and wetness around him, make him become part of you.

Now it was my turn to utter a soft moan at the lovely feeling in my loins.

I began to move him back and forth inside you, as he slid in and out of you the feeling was sending me to heaven, I was wishing that I could stay there forever.

As I began to go faster your hips began to raise to meet me and together we moved faster and harder into each other both knowing the bliss we would feel in just a few minutes.

As we made love faster and harder I could feel your body begin to tense once again and I knew that we would release at the same time.

With a shout I rammed him into you one last time and held him deep in you as my juices exploded inside of you and at that minute you too released for the second time your legs wrapped tight around my waist, holding me deep in you.

As we began recovering from our combined bliss we looked deep into each others eyes, smiled and kiss once again.

While my manhood was still in you I rolled to my side keeping us together as one, not wanting to leave your warmth.

I looked at you and began running my fingers through your hair as we both drifted off to sleep, still in each others arms and still together as one.



We Finally Meet



My daydream . . .

I'm at home, anxiously waiting, and I get her call on the phone. 

We've been talking over email, hoping to meet each other someday, and it's finally going to happen. My voice is quivering when I pick up the phone and say hello.

I hear her soft, throaty, feminine voice, and I'm immediately enraptured. Her voice soothes and calms me, reassuring me somehow. She also commands my full attention even though I haven't even seen her in person yet. She tells me, softly, to come to her, so I hang up the phone and go to her apartment as she asks . . .

I'm at her apartment door. As I knock, my heart is beating fast with anticipation and fear. I can't help but be excited and scared to meet her; you see, I've never met a beautiful, ultra-feminine transgender woman like her before, and I don't know what to expect.

She opens the door in her dark red robe, and pulls me gently into the room. We don't even speak – we just follow each other's cues. She leads me into the bedroom and back towards the bed, and then she sits down as I stand before her, admiring her body . . . looking at her ample cleavage, her beautiful facial features, the piercing look in her emerald eyes, her long flowing black hair, and her smooth legs. She's more beautiful than any woman that I've ever seen before, and there's something about her that makes me putty in her hands. I'm confused as to why I feel this way about a transgender woman, being completely straight myself, but . . . I can't resist her advances, even if I wanted to. Her beautiful smile completely melts away any of my fears, destroys my inhibitions, and warms my heart.

She begins to undo her robe slowly. I see a hint of her breasts, then more, as she plays with the top of her robe. Slowly, she parts it and I can see the front of her body, naked and beautiful and perfect. I see the full form of her curvy, voluptuous figure, her breasts, and her beautiful, feminine cock between her legs . . . and I don't back away or leave the room like other close-minded men might, nor do I think immediately about fucking her like other men do . . . I don't know why I'm different, but I want to give to her, not just take.

I immediately get down on my knees in front of this beautiful woman, sexier than any girl I'd ever met and with a smile that could move mountains, and I start to suck her cock, my head bobbing up and down between her legs, like an eager young man. I'm so ready to please this woman that everything else ceases to matter . . . the confusion about why a straight man like me would be so drawn to a woman like her disappears. The only thing left is my strong resolve to make her feel good, to take her cock deep into my mouth like she deserves, show her that I am worth her time and her love, and to rub my cheeks against the insides of her thighs . . . where my face belongs. The feeling of her throbbing member inside my mouth makes me feel overjoyed . . . I feel as if I've finally found my rightful place, kneeling in front of her and caressing her with my tongue and mouth and fingers, between her legs. I let her guide me and tell me how to suck her the best way possible, playing with her all the while with my fingers . . .

She looks down at me, smiling and turned on as much as I am, and decides to reward my love and my child-like eagerness. She pulls me up, we both stand, and after being stripped naked, she pushes me gently but assertively back onto the bed. Lubing herself up, she picks up my thighs in one deft motion and pushes them back so she can have full access to me. 

Her swollen, rigid cock begins to tease my ass, sliding just along the crack, as I sigh in pleasure, anticipation, and a bit of fear. Then she slides in, just an inch at first, as I start to groan in pain, a pain that I have never felt before . . . which leads ultimately to unimaginable pleasure. She eases herself in, further, slowly, further, and finally has penetrated me up to the hilt. I think momentarily to myself during the pain, "Why am I letting this happen to me?"

But then she starts to fuck me, slowly at first, rhythmically and with a look of deep intent in her eyes. And I understand why I let her do this with me, why I trust her to take me, and how good it feels to have her inside of me, while seeing her breasts bouncing and her hair flying in front of me. . . such a beautiful lady fucking me, so deep inside my body, my entire being about to rack with orgasm without her even touching my cock, I know it's so right and exactly what needs to happen and is exactly where I need to be. With her. She makes me call out, makes me ask her for more, asserting her dominance while assuring herself and me of our mutual love, and fucks me harder and harder until . . .

- - - -

. . . and that's always where the daydream ends, because I'm still waiting for her to find me, to show me that I'm right about all this, and that dreams like this do really come true. 



We Finally Meet



Joey and I have spoken on the internet many times over the past seven years. We have never met yet, but have discussed Joey visiting me. We live in two different states, approximately 800 miles away. Joey's marriage was not that great, mine was good, but just missing passion and romance. Finally the time had come Joey e-mailed me telling me he was going to come to see me. The e-mail said; "I have finally arranged to get away. I will be driving and should arrive on the 15th of the month and staying for only one week. That is all I can get time off for. Meet me at the Red Lobster, (the one we talked about) at 7:30 Friday night. Only respond to this e-mail if you cannot make it. Love Joey."

I was totally shocked. I felt my heart melt. For the entire seven years that we have been friends online, he always talked about coming to see me but never has. 

Well, it is Friday afternoon; I had left work early to get ready for my date. My husband and kids were out of town for the weekend so Joey had really timed this visit right. I got home took a shower, put on makeup, and did my hair really nice. I pulled my favorite tank dress from the closet. It was black with some sequence on the right side and spaghetti straps on the shoulders. I wore tan looking stockings because I really do not have time to lye out in the sun to get a tan. I also wore my open toe high heal black shoes. I put on my favorite perfume and headed to my car. I anxiously drove to the Red Lobster that we had always talked about. 

While in the car, I was thinking about all of our past conversations. Joey had always told me that when we do meet, even if it was for a cup of coffee that would be fine. He was not looking for anything else other than to meet me but; every thing was up to me. If I wanted to go further with our relationship then I would give the o.k. 

I drove into the parking lot and parked my car in the back of the restaurant, so no one would really see my car unless they were looking for it. I walked into the restaurant, it was about 6:30, I had gotten there early to have a few drinks at the bar because I was quite nervous. I was thinking to my self, how will I know when he walks in the door, we only exchanged pictures once, what if his looks changed and he looks nothing like he did in the picture he sent me? I ordered a glass of red fruity wine and sat there just looking at all the people walking into the restaurant and those who were waiting to be seated. The restaurant was not crowded at all when I first arrived; but it did not take long before it did.

I looked down at my watch and it was now 7:30 and I could feel my heart pounding to see if I spotted Joey. All of a sudden there was this thin guy standing in the middle of a crowd of people looking above everyone's heads. He had short black hair combed back, sun glasses, a Hawaiian type button down shirt, black pants. I caught myself looking right at him. I noticed him looking in my direction and quickly looked down at my drink and faced the bar. 

Almost immediately, I felt a tap on my shoulder and a voice say, 

"Can I buy you another glass of wine?" 

I slowly turned around and the man standing next to me said, 

"Ronda, is that you? Hi. I'm Joey." And he held his hand out for a hand shake. 

I shook his hand and said, 

"I cannot believe you came all this way just to see me. I really cannot believe it." 

He took off his sun glasses and, Oh MY GOD! Did he have the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. His eyes were I thought the sexiest part about Joey. He acutally spoke with his eyes.

"Well, I did say I was going to be here, that is what I said in my e-mail, I did not hear back from you so I knew it was safe for me to come." "Shall we get our table?"

With a frog in my throat, I responded yes.

Joey asked the bar tender if our table was ready. Apparently he had called before he got here and reserved a table for us towards the back of the restaurant so it was quieter. 

"I asked for a table in a quieter area so that we can talk and get to know each other without having to holler over other people talking."

I went to pull out the chair to sit and Joey pulled the chair out for me. I could not believe that men still did that because my husband never did that for me, even when we were dating. 

"Thank you Joey." 

"You're quite welcome my dear."

We sat enjoyed our dinner, talked and laughed for a long time. 

"Are you ready to leave the restaurant and go some place, for a walk." 

"Sure Joey, but let me just go to the powder room."

"Ok, I will wait for you just outside at the front entrance."

"Ok, Joey."

I met him outside it was dusk now.

"So where do you want to go my dear?"

"How about the beach?" 

"To the beach it is. Let's leave your car here and we will take mine." 

We both got into his car. Neither of us said a word during our drive to the beach. Then he reached for my left hand and held it while we drove and talked about every day life on the way to the beach.  

The beach was only about ten miles away. He parked the car and we both got out. He walked around the car and held my left hand and we started to walk on the boardwalk. 

"Joey, do you mind if we go down on the sand and getting our feet wet while we walk?"

"No not at all."

We both removed our shoes and walked down to the water still holding hands. We found a dry spot in the sand where just the water would come up and touch our feet and we sat down. We talked some more about his marriage and mine. What we are both looking for, what we expect and don't expect. Then we shared our fist kiss. His lips were so soft, the feel of his tongue in my mouth and touching mine felt so good. I felt like a high school kid making out. The kiss seemed to last forever. 

He released the kiss and looked at me for a while, he put his hand on my shoulder. 

"Ronda, I know I have said this over and over on the internet that I love you and do not want to do anything you don't want to do. Feel free to stop me at any time. I will not be angry."

"I remember our conversations online."

"Then you must also remember that I told you that iif all you wanted was to have dinner, walking on the beach and sharing a kiss, then that is all I will pursue."

"I know Joey, I will let you know what I want and donot want to do." 

Joey then stood up and held his hand down for me to grab it.

"Come on let's continue walking a little bit." 

I took his hand and stood up and we were now walking on the wet sand by the water, only this time his left arm was around my shoulders. We continued talking about really nothing at all and every so often he would kiss my cheek. I am so glad it was getting dark out because I was kind of blushing. I felt like a school girl going out on a date with a boy I had a crush on. Then without any notice to him I broke away from him and scooped up some water from the ocean and threw it at him, starting a water fight, and ran from him. He started to laugh and grabbed some water also and threw it at me. I think I had better aim than he did. He started running after me and finally caught me. 

We ran for a bit together and then we both fell to the sand. He landed on top of me and I could feel the weight of his body on mine. He at first held my arms above my head and started to tickle me. We said nothing, all we did was look into each other's eyes.

"Ronda my dear?"

"Yes Joey"

"You know you have the most beautiful blue eyes?"

"No I did not know that." 

Then he started to kiss my lips. I was kissing him right back the kiss was a long passionate one. 

"Ronda, do you have to be home at any specific time."

"No, I am basically free all weekend, why?"

"There is no real reason, I just don't want this night to end so soon that's all."

He rolled off of me and we both just looked up at the stars. It was a clear night and the stars were out really bright. Then he rolled onto his right side facing me, playing with my hair and we shared another kiss. He released the kiss and looked back down at my face We were staring into each others eyes. As I said before, his eyes spoke and when he looked down into my eyes he saw tears.

"Ronda, what's wrong, did I do something or say something wrong?"

"No, nothing is wrong, I am just happy to be here with you and to be romanced like this I am not used to it..." 

With that he hugged me and wiped the tears away with his fingers. 

"Joey, Kiss me again." 

We looked in each other's eyes and then we closed them as we started kissing again. I could feel him moving closer to me. He moved his kisses from my mouth to my chin then to my neck and shoulders. I could feel myself really getting aroused by his touch. With that I almost lost it. 

"JOEY, PLEASE MAKE LOVE TO ME!" 

He immediately stopped kissing my neck and shoulders.

"What did you just say?"

"I said, I want you to make love to me." 

"Are you sure Ronda, Once you say yes, there is no turning back. You need to make sure this is what you want." 

"Yes, this is what I want Joey. I want you to make love to me." 

He was staring me right in the eyes, none of us even blinked. I think he was looking in my eyes to see if he could see what I really wanted. He looked away and stood up and helped me up from the sand. We both walked arm in arm without even saying a word to each other. We walked all the way back to his car. The car ride was quiet, neither of us said a word to each other. We just held hands. I did however feel him looking at me while I was looking straight ahead and out my side window at the scenery that I wasn't even really looking at. He did not want to hurt me and wanted to make sure of what I wanted. We pulled into a parking lot of a hotel.  "Ronda honey, I really need to make sure about this, is this really what you want?" 

"Yes, Joey, I want you to make love to me." 

I still was not looking at him. I was still looking out the passenger's side window when I said yes. He let go of my hand and he reached for my chin and turned my head so that I was facing him. He looked again into my eyes. I looked into his. 

"Honey, I really want to make sure this is what you want before we go any further. We have been friends online for over seven years and I don't want to ruin what we already have. If my making love to you is going to ruin what we have then I don't want to make love to you." 

As he was talking to me I could feel his eyes searching deep into my sole.

"Yes Joey, this is what I want." 

He took the keys out of the ignition and walked around the car to open my door and leaded me out of the car. We walked into the hotel he was staying at and down the hall to his room. He opened the door to his room.

"Make your self comfortable. I will be right back."

I didn't say anything, I just looked around the room, It was like some type of time share room, it had a kitchen, 2 bathrooms, 2 bedrooms 2 televisions and the most beautiful view out onto a pond. 

Joey came back out of one of the bedrooms.

"How do you like my room?"

"It is really nice and cozy."

"Make your self at home, take your shoes off. Would you like something to drink?"

I sat on the chair and took my shoes off. 

"What do you have to drink?"

"I went shopping before I met you tonight incase you did not show I have beer, wine, soda and water, I even bought some food for dinner tonight incase you did not meet me."

"I will take a glass of wine."

"O.K. one glass of wine coming right up."

I was looking out the window with my back towards him when he came up behind me and handed me my glass of wine.

"I would like to make a toast. To us." 

"To us." 

We clicked the glasses together and both of us took a sip. He then took the glass from me. He placed them on the little round table near us. Then he placed his hands on my hips.

"Are you sure this is what you want? Ronda, I really need to make sure before we go any further. Do you want me to make love to you?" 

I looked in right in the eyes, I did not answer right away. We just looked into each other's eyes.

"Yes, Joey, I am sure, I want you to make love to me. I want to feel the passion and romance of what making love feels like."

He closed his eyes and he kissed me. I felt my mouth respond to his. The kiss was the best one throughout the night. He then picked me up and brought me into one of the bedrooms and placed me down right next to the bed. We were kissing and I started to unbutton his shirt and took it off. He released the clip on my spaghetti straps and let my dress fall to the ground. He started kissing and nibbling on my ear and neck. My arms were around his neck while we were kissing. He reached with both hands to my back and released my strapless bra, which also fell to the ground. He stopped kissing me and backed away, He was looking at me.

"Wow Ronda, you are so beautiful." 

He moved closer and started to kiss my shoulders and then my neck and took one hand and held me close to him while using his other hand to massage my breasts. All I could do was let out a hum letting him know that what he was doing I was enjoying. He then sat me down on the bed. 

"I will be right back, don't go anywhere." 

He left the room for a moment to go into the bathroom; I heard some shuffling of things in the bathroom. He came out holding a condom. 

"I know I promised you that I would wear protection, when the time comes I will put it on. He reached down and took off my stockings and laid me on the bed. He then took off his pants. He laid next to me on the bed just kissing and carressing my entire body. My body was responding to his every touch. 

He reached down and removed my panties. He removed his briefs. He laid on top of me. I could feel his hardness down between my legs but was not near any of my woman hood parts. My hands were on his back, He was leaning up on both his elbows. 

"Ronda, you are so beautiful, I want to make passionate love to you like no man has ever done before, are you sure this is what you want me to do?"

"Yes Joey, Please make passionate love to me, I want you to."

"You do realize that once we start there is no turning back or changing your mind?"

"Yes I know."

He kissed my forehead then moved to my lips, we shared a long passionate kiss then he moved to my neck, then my shoulders. I felt his entire body move down on the bed. He took one of my breasts into his mouth and started kissing and sucking on it. The other one he played with the nipple with his hand. I could not talk; I was really into the feel of his touch. Before I knew it I felt my hips moving up and down. He reached with his hand to my woman part and felt that I was totally shaven. He played with my clit a little bit then he inserted a finger into my vagina. I know I was wet. All I could hear was the sound of him moaning with approval. He started to kiss my entire body working down from my breasts to my woman part and then started kissing and teasing my clit. I again felt my hip moving up and down to this touch. He kissed and sucked on my clit. Then he moved back up to my mouth and kissed me passionately again. My hands were rubbing his back up and down. 

Joey looked down at me and stared into my eyes. It was a while before he said anything. 

"Honey, are you sure?"

All I could do was look at him and nod my head yes. All of a sudden I felt him sliding his manhood inside my vagina. He was pumping in and out slowly because I was tight and he was so big and hard. I let go of his back and reached for the pillow above my head and squeezed it tight. I didn't want my nails to dig into his back. I whispered into his hear,

"Joey, pull out before you cum, and cum on my stomach. This way we won't spoil the moment by putting on a condom." 

He stopped making love to me for a brief moment, he was huffy and puffing.

"Are you sure, I can stop now and put it on?" 

I looked him right in the eyes.

"I am sure". 

Then he resumed making love to me. He never did pump fast he did it slowly in and out, while he kissed my lips and neck. I felt that I was about to cum, I lifted up my legs with him between them and I came really hard. Then he immediately pulled out and his manhood landed on my stomach and he lay on top of me just kissing me passionately while cumming on my stomach. I was kissing him in return but there were tears flowing steadily from my eyes. He stopped kissing me and looked at my face, my eyes were closed with tears just flowing from them.

"Ronda, are you ok? You look content but why are you crying? Did I hurt you?" 

I couldn't bring my self to talk; all I could do was shake my head, no. Joey wiped my tears away, but they were coming down faster than he can wipe them away. He got off of me, put on a robe and went in to the other room. I tried composed myself and sat up in bed leaning up on the pillows. I felt like a fool, I really did not know why I was crying. All I know was I could not control it. All I knew is that that I have never cum like thta before. I have read many articles that stated that sometimes after a woman orgasms they cry. Joey came back into the room.

"Ronda here, have some of this." 

He handed me my wine that he had previously poured me. I took a sip. Joey sat next to me but facing me and took my hand. 

"Are you sure you are ok? I did not hurt you?"

I wiped the tears from my face and I finally got out the words.

"No you did not hurt me. I am fine. I just..." 

And he reached over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. 

"I just have never had a man make love to me the way you just did." 

What has been going through my mind was that I have had sex with my husband millions of times but I guess we never made love. I never orgasmed like that before. Joey stood up and suggested that I take a shower; it might help me feel better. As I was on my way to the bathroom Joey touched my shoulder, gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Are you able to spend the night, or do you have to go home, I really do not want to drop you off at your car in the state you are in."

"I am able to spend the night, I don't have to be home until Sunday morning." 

I proceeded to go to the bathroom and take my shower. 

To be Continued....



We Finally Meet



We met online, in a chat room. We both were seeking something more than we presently had. She is married with two pre-teen boys. I am divorced with one daughter nearly the same age as she. She needed a Master. I needed a slave. We found each other.

We talked some online and she agreed to meet Me for a "look-see", and perhaps more. She was directed to come to My residence wearing no underpants and to say only, "Sir, slave is here as directed!" Then she would sit and we would talk. If she was uncertain she would say, "Sir, may we continue our talk, if it pleases Sir?" which was her way of saying she was uncomfortable. 

On the other hand, all she had to do to indicate that she was ready to submit as My slave was, "Sir, how may slave serve You, Master!" 

The doorbell rings. I see it is her. "Come in and sit, slave," I say.

She sits and we talk for a few minutes concerning her expectations and My demands. They were all consistent with our earlier online chats and instant messages. I was impressed with her willingness and apparent need. It nicely matched My need.

Rather quickly she spoke those magic words: "Sir, how may slave serve You, Master!" 

My reply was, "Naked, now, on your knees!"

Instantly she kneels, her nose touching My rug as her dress fell to her mid thighs. She has nothing else except shoes on, which she quickly manages to kick off. Her simple sundress follows in a heap on top of her shoes.

I stand and move to her. Reaching down, I pull and twist a handful of her lovely hair and pull her toward Me. Slowly I drag her naked body to My chair.

I sit down, still holding a handful of her hair, I pull her face close to me, twisting so I can reach her ear I say "Slave is pleasing to her Master!" A short quick kiss on the ear is followed immediately by a hard and longer bite on the same ear. 

She is lovely; every naked sex slave is lovely! Half twisted, lying across My chest and legs I can tell she is not comfortable but she is not supposed to be. Again I smile and say, "Slave remove Master's shoes and worship My feet!" 

Like a child on Christmas morning she unties My shoe laces and begins to caress, kiss, lick and suck My feet and toes as she kneels at My feet. 

After a few minutes I take hold of her hair again, pulling her toward Me. Holding her head by both ears, I smile and say, "Slave is doing adequately. But slaves need to be spanked." I pull My slave by the ears dragging her from the living room to the dining room where I bend her over the dining room table.

Quickly I slap her right ass cheek 7 times. Then I bend over My slave, nearly kneeling as I squat and I spread her ass cheeks and look at her tightest hole. My thumb rubs her ass. A nice cute ass, and one that I will soon be deep inside, I think. Slave's need is obvious. Slave is not simply wet but is dripping with wetness. Her shaved pussy area is deep red and glistening. Her aroma is wonderful. 

I continue to admire her ass. I probe My thumb to its base into that tight hole. I pull it out and bend over to bite first the right side and then the left side of her ass, Each bite lasts about 2 minutes, just long enough to leave My teeth marks for a few hours but not enough to break her skin.

I begin to spank her again. Slave is still bent over the dining room table, but this time I spank more slowly, more methodically, more determined to give slave both the pleasure and the pain that a spanking can provide and that she so obviously seeks.

When I am ready I move to her ear and another bite is followed by, "Slave did well," and I force her to turn around and crawl back to Me.

I walk back to the living room and use the remote to turn on the CNN news. She crawls to Me. Her nose is nearly on the rug. I jerk her head up by her hair, forcing her to look at me. "Kneel with your back perpendicular to the floor!"

She obeys and I smile and touch her nipples for the first time. They are erect and hard. Her body is glistening in sweat, more from excitement and need and her own sexual heat than the temperature in the room. 

As I roll her nipples between My thumb and fingers I act as If I am bored and I ask the TV, "What should I do with you slave? What should I do with you?" Then looking down at her, I see her back is straight but her eyes are looking down and I say, "Well slave, look at Master and answer."

Her lovely eyes look up to Me and she answers, "Master, girl is your slave. Whatever Master wishes!" My already hard erection throbs and seems to grow another inch in My need. I think to myself, she is indeed a well trained slave!

I stand; she continues to kneel.

I grab her hair and pull her to the bedroom

Tossing her face down on the bed, I spank her ass and bite her again. I continue to alternate between spanking and biting for a while enjoying the feel of her fine fanny. 

Then I roll her over onto her back to tie her wrists to the bed post. I bite her ear again.

I review our discussion about safe words once more. 

Spreading her legs I begin to slap her shaved, hairless, smooth and swollen pussy lips. I pause only because she seems near to an orgasm!

I move to her nipples as I kiss and play with her breasts and erect tits! Her nipples are wonderful. I stop for a moment and say, "Slave is close to an orgasm, isn't she!" and she says "Ohhhhhhh. Yes, Master. Yes!"

I return to her nipples and think, I have been at this for over 2 hours since she undressed. I smile and say, "Slave may cum while I bite her nipples and finger her slave ass!" 

So I proceed and so does slave, cumming over and over for the next few minutes!

Once slave quiets down, I place My throbbing cock into her mouth and she gobbles it down like she was starving! She nearly has another orgasm while sucking Me.

I withdraw my cock from her mouth and begin to spank her clit and pussy area once again. I so enjoy exploring the area where pain and pleasure join into something unique and wonderful. I spank her to a few more orgasms.

I return to her nipples. So wonderful, erotic, sensual!

Finally I roll her over and spread her slave ass cheeks and position myself over her. "Beg Slave, beg your Master to fuck your slave ass!" I begin to spank her again, this time even harder than before. She begs in such a lovely way, that I cannot help but take her ass.

Holding her nipples tight, I enter her ass from behind, and she cums at least 5 more times while I fuck her ass! I pull out and command slave, "Suck it. Suck Master's cock, slave." Reaching for a warm wash cloth, she wipes off my member and then swallows every inch until her mouth rests next to My balls.

At last it is My turn to moan. Thanking the gods of sexuality for whoever trained this wonderful slave, I finally explode. 

I have felt better before in My life but it has been a long time ago.

I pat her head. "Good girl, slave!" and she begins to lick My unshaven balls.

Satisfied, I look down, grabbing a handful of her hair. I place her head on My chest and say, "Slave did well! Does slave have any questions?"

Her eyes look at mine and her only question is, "Master, when can slave do this again?!"

Yes, I must thank the gods of sexuality for this slave.



We Finally Meet



I had never believed meeting someone online was worth the time and effort. Too easy to hide behind a screen name, say whatever you want, and not have a way to verify any of it. That was until I met Mary. 

Working up the courage, I responded to a message she left on a chat forum. A lonely woman, divorced, seeking friendship and possibly a soulmate. Something about her intro touched me so I sent her a message, telling her I was single as well and would like to talk to her if she was interested. I was surprised when a few days later she responded, providing me her e-mail and IM addresses. 

We started trading messages, chatting into the early morning hours. It was amazing to learn so much about someone, without even meeting. We discovered we had so much in common, we were both romantic, and with a naughty side as well. The chats turned to phone calls, talking for hours, hearing a sweet, soothing voice on the other end. Nervously we took the next step and agreed to meet. This is where the story begins.

I was waiting, very nervous, at the airport as her flight landed. Picking her out of the crowd was easy; she was everything she described. A tall woman, not afraid to have curves, with long dark, almost black hair to her waist. 

As I called her name, she saw me and smiled. A beautiful smile, causing my heart to jump. She hugged me and kissed my cheek, then my lips. We embraced like old lovers being reunited, among a crowd of people. We quickly made it to my car for the drive to my home.

As we entered the highway, Mary slid over in the seat to snuggle against me. I put my arm around her, pulling her closer. As we drove and talked, I suddenly felt her hand on my cock, massaging it through my pants.

"Mary, um, I'm driving. Don't want an accident." 

She laughed, that warm, soft laugh I had only heard on the phone.

"Don't worry, I think you can handle it."

With that, she unzipped my pants, releasing me from the confines. While softly, gently caressing me, she leaned up to kiss my ear. She moved to my neck, planting soft, wet kisses. 

My cock was now fully erect as she looked down and smiled. She pushed my shirt up, kissing my chest. I inhaled sharply, surprised, but yet excited. Her kisses moved down my chest, to my stomach. I felt her hot breath on my cock, struggling to control my driving.

"Mary, you're making this difficult, " laughing as I said it.

She just looked up and me, smiled, and engulfed my cock with her mouth. 

"Oh, god," I groaned, as her lips slid down the shaft. Grasping my balls with a hand, squeezing, massaging them, her lips move back up my cock. She kisses the tip, her tongue touching me, teasing me. She slides her tongue down one side, up the other. It's maddening, but so delightful. Trying to control the car with this wonderful woman in my lap, I try to push her away.

"Jeez, Mary. Can we wait till we get to my house? Please?" She laughs again and lowers her mouth back onto my cock. Now moving her head faster, her warm lips wrapped around me, her hand stroking the bottom of my shaft. I wasn't going to last longer, thinking of what we said we'd do to each other when we met. 

"Mary, I'm going to cum.....I'm cumming....." I moaned to her as a warning.

She sucked me deeper as my cock finally exploded, releasing spurt after spurt of cum. She was swallowing best she could, but some spilled on her chin, dribbling on our clothes. I'm not sure how I kept the car straight and I started laughing.

"Jeez, you know how to make a first impression." And we both broke out laughing. She smiled.

"Just get us to your house as fast as you can." And with that we sped quickly to my home.

As we entered the front door, I placed her luggage to the side. She came to me, embraced me, and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. I pinned her to the door, my lips exploring, her mouth, her neck. My hands holding her ass, squeezing and massaging. She moaned, "Keith....please....".

As I kissed her neck, my hand moved up and unbuttoned her blouse, slowly, exploring each time a new button opened. I kissed her soft belly, licking up to her breasts. They were large, nipples hard, poking through her bra. She reached behind and undid the clasp, freeing them. 

My lips returned to her nipple as she grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to her. I moved to the other nipple, her hands pulling harder. She was gasping, moaning, as I continued to lick and suck on her breasts. I reached down and started to unbutton her jeans. 

She moved her hands to help me, unzipping them and sliding them off her legs. They were muscular, toned legs and very long. Mary was wearing green panties and I noticed a dark stain in front. 

I kissed her thigh and she trembled.

"Oh god....Keith...." she moaned.

I ran my finger up her leg, circling, stroking. Still kissing and nibbling on her breasts, she moaned louder. As I neared her pussy, I could feel the dampness and heat through her panties. I reached with my hand, grabbed the waistband and pulled them down and off. 

Dark hair that was closely trimmed, damp with her juices, covered her treasure. I turned her around, facing the door and started to kiss and lick her lovely ass. My hands held the front of her legs. Mary was leaning on the door, panting and whimpering. As I continued kissing her cheeks, she spread her legs apart.

"Please...take me....please..." she moaned. I moved my hand up her leg and touched her. She jumped and moaned louder. Slowly inserting my finger I found she was wet, hot and very tight. 

I started moving my finger in and out, Mary moaning, begging me to go faster. I added a second finger, my hand now soaked with her juices. I continued kissing her cheeks, licking them and moving down her legs. 

"Don't stop.....god...don't stop..." she pleaded as my finger moved faster and faster. She was shaking, her body wracked with pleasure. I moved between her legs and when I reached out with my tongue to touch her pussy, she exploded. 

"Damn.....my god....Keith...." she screamed as she came, her legs wrapping tightly around my head. She continued to pump her hips, her pussy pushing against my tongue, pulling my hair. I was licking and sucking as fast as I could, my face drenched with her juices. She moaned and panted, eyes closed and her mouth open. I stood up and kissed her, softly, gently. I whispered to her.

"Mary, this is only the beginning of our night." 

With that, I took her hand and led her to my bedroom. A blindfold and scarves were lying on the bed. I heard Mary laugh softly.

"You know what I like," was all she said as we embraced again, lips seeking each other. 



We Finally Meet



We had been chatting for a little while and we were to beginning to feel very comfortable with each other, with not just the willingness to share sexual thoughts, idea's and fantasies with each other, but beyond that, things that were happening in our life, things to bounce off one another, one of us being a good listener to the other while one was going through difficult times, etc, etc. We teased each other several times about meeting up, with each one of us not sure if it would ever happen or not. 

We had a breakthrough one day and we both finally agreed we wanted to meet up with each other. We both had obvious different commitments at home with partners, so we had to work a plan as to not interfere with work, which was important to both of us, and to not cause undue stress at home. After numerous ideas bouncing back and forth, we agreed that you would skip class one night and I'd have one of my regular client dinners, etc. That gave us both the opportunity to move forward, but we had to make sure we stuck within general times, so there was no suspicion at home. We actually planned it for weeks and finally picked a Friday night. 

I must admit, I was a little nervous, certainly excited, but also a little nervous. We had gotten along great in chat and it seemed we have very similar life desires, goals, etc., so the obvious next step was to meet in person. What did meet in person mean to us? Neither one of us was sure. While we both knew we had burning desires, we both wanted to give the first meet the comfort level it deserved and we wanted it to truly be a next step in a friendship relationship. 

The stage was set and we picked out a restaurant to meet up at that was convenient for both of us. We agreed on a 5:30 meet time, as that gave you plenty of time to leave work and get there. We talked a little that day, but nothing deep just really confirming meeting details and times for later. 

I took an extra long shower that morning, and paid a little more attention to the clothes I was wearing to work that day. The day just dragged and dragged as I was so eager to finally meet you. Sure we chatted, but it wasn't the same that day as we both knew we'd finally meet up in person later in the day. 

We agreed not to talk after like 3:00pm so we could both make sure to finish everything at work we needed to so neither one of us had to get delayed. The drive to the restaurant was with much eager anticipation and as usual, I showed up like 15 minutes early. I know you'd be right on time, since you couldn't get out till 5:00pm. 

I parked along the side and watched as cars approached, parked and people got out, I kept telling myself, no, no, nope that's not her, etc, until, bingo, there you are, sexy little Christina with a big smile on her face stepping out of the car. She saw me at the same time and we both grinned, we approached each other and give each other a nice little hug and a gentle kiss and it was so automatic. I wasn't sure what greeting I was going to give or get, but it was just so natural, at least for me, and it certainly seemed for you as well. You looked so sexy. 

The ice was broken. We proceeded into the restaurant. 

We sat opposite each other at a small table and decided to order us a glass of wine. You were concerned at first, as this was a "school night" but we laughed that one glass was not a problem and it would probably ease the little nervousness we both had. The conversation was great, and we just talked and talked, there were no odd moments, no moments of silence; it was just a very relaxed enjoyable dinner. We shared a variety of foods and even feed each other a little. 

We were enjoy our meal so much, we hadn't realized that it was like going on 8:00 already and we knew you had to leave no later than 9:30. We both knew we wanted more and while we both probably thought it, we certainly didn't plan a room or anything that might have been a little so over assuming!! We went to my car and both simultaneously moved in to kiss each other. This was not a peck kiss like we gave each other out in the parking lot when we first meet; this was a real kiss; passionate, closed eyes, tongues intertwining with each other, gentle nibbles on each other's lips, tasting each other. The mutually passion had been released and our kisses were so erotic and sensual. I hadn't kissed like that in a long, long time. 

It finally dawned on us after a few minutes that we were in a public parking lot with people coming and going and knew we had to go somewhere, but where, like I said, we didn't plan a hotel room. We just pulled out of the parking lot and thought for a minute. You reminded me of a little public park that was not too far that you had visited for summer lunches sometimes, and we decided to go there. Now, truth be known, we both felt like high school kids again sneaking around to find a place to make out. We backed into a spot that was not too far off the road but allowed ample visibility to any other cars or activities going on. 

We immediately reengaged into the sensual kissing we started back at the other place. It felt so good, your lips were so soft and sensual, and I was melting in your arms. Our hands were beginning to roam ever so slightly around each other's bodies but we were still being respectful as neither of us wanted to ruin such a good thing that was occurring. I lowered my hands down from your face, over your shoulders and brushed over your breast. There was no sign of reluctance at all, the kisses defined that, so I gentle cupped my hand over your firm breast and began to massage them. You moaned in acceptance and I continued back and forth to make sure to please them both. Your hands lowered to my thighs and you ran them down to the knee and ever so slightly back up, with each stroke getting closer and closer to my now erect cock hidden deep in my pants. After a minute or so, your hand finally didn't stop and you grabbed my cock thru my dress pants, you just purred as I threw back my head in ecstasy. This opened up the opportunity to run my hands up your thighs until I reached the warm crotch area of your pants. We both just continued to rub a little, with passionate kisses going back and forth. I knew pre-cum was defiantly leaking from my cock and certainly assumed that your panties were beyond damp. 

You grabbed my belt buckle, undid that and my top button, all in the same motion, seconds later the zipper was down and your hand reached into my boxers pulling out my rock hard cock into your gentle little hands. After a sultry little kiss, you moved up to my ear and whispered to me, "Remember my statement about my proud ability?" and before I could even answer your mouth dropped around my cock and you began sucking me and licking up the pre-cum that had leaked out. 

OMG I thought is this really happening. 

There was no hesitation and your head was bobbing up and down on my cock, I was in heaven and you definitely confirmed to me the passion you have with your ultimate cock sucking abilities. 

With the previous passion and the kissing and groping, I was already nearing what I believed was your finally goal. I stopped you, as much as I didn't want to, pushed you back slightly so I could undo your pants, you lowered them just slightly over your hips to give better access. My hand roamed all over the outside of your confirmed wet blue bikini panties, until I hit the top, tucking in my hand under the waistband and lowered it again back inside. You were know wreathing in ecstasy as I found your little love button. You scooted down a little in the seat and lowered the pants down to your ankles; I pushed the panties down with them and spread your legs to get a better view of the beautiful wet, cleanly shaved pussy. It was glistening from the moisture. I leaned down and give your love button a gentle little kiss, and tongue lashing's while you just moaned in delight. 

The confinement of the car didn't allow for as much oral on you as we would have both liked but I got enough taste to know I wanted to be back. I leaned back up and kissed you with your pussy juices all over my mouth, as your hand lowered to your pussy and you began to put on a fantastic show for me, I couldn't help but to smile, watch and grab my cock all at the same time. You looked at me and said, "Don't finish that!" with a nice little wink. I loved sitting there watching your fingers circle your clit and your rubbing was getting faster and faster and it was not more than a few minutes that you brought yourself to a rousing climax while I was watching. We both know how much we enjoy masturbating and know how comfortable we are with each other to do it for the other. 

Upon coming down from that extreme high you sat up and lowered your head back down on my throbbing cock and went right back to bobbing up and down. Minutes passed and I knew I couldn't last any longer, I warned you, and thinking you may want to stop sucking and finish by hand, but you did the complete opposite. As soon as I warned you, you sucked harder and put more passion then even I thought possible into it. I exploded inside your mouth and I even think the amount of warm cum surprised you, splashing the back of your throat. You took it like a champ and gently finished as you swallowed every drop. OMG that was the best blow job I have ever gotten, period. You are amazing. You smiled, grinned and came up and kissed me passionately telling me how great I tasted. That small kiss turned into a final make out session, but I didn't care what still remained in your mouth, it just felt so right kissing you like that. 

We both knew we had to reluctantly get going, you reached into your purse and just looked at me and said, "I brought another pair for me just in case" and winked as you tossed the soaked blue ones over to me as you slide the new dry ones on. You tossed the cum soaked panties to me and said. "These are yours to do with as you please, enjoy". A little memento to remind me of the night, as if I was going to forget! 

I drove you back to your car, we made out a brief second more and even though neither one of us wanted to leave we knew we had too. I apologized for not being able to bring you off orally due to the car constraints and you just smiled and said "Don't worry; you'll have plenty more chances to do that, trust me". The grin on your face confirmed this was just the beginning of our little "friends with benefits" relationship. 

I sat there as I watched you drive away.



We Finally Meet



I had been strolling along the corridors of the train, looking for the bar car to kill some time on this ungodly three day ride through Europe.

We had only been 3 hrs. into the trip and already I was bored and I had no interest in writing my stories, I was too tense and needed to unwind, and then she appeared, this vision of loveliness before me. She sat working on her computer as I walked nearer, inhaling her fragrance as it wafted through the air. She had long reddish brown hair, with these amazing eyes. Her lips formed to make a tantalizing smile as she stopped to read over whatever she was writing. She was wearing a blue dress that only enhanced her white soft skin, that showed off her delicious cleavage and instantly it began to make my cock twitch. Damn, that fucking piece of meat always was uncontrollable, with a mind of its own always seemingly at the wrong time.

I guess her to be late thirties early forties at the latest. Well now the bar car was going to have to wait and I took a seat nearby so I could watch this beautiful specimen of a woman. It is funny because I have always said if you are aware of your senses, you could read people without knowing them, picking up whether they were sensuous, sexual, or down right kinky. This woman was all three, I was sure of it, she just reeked of sex, and I do not mean her scent literally. But there was this aura, mystique about her that just said fuck me if you dare. That she gave as good as she got.

I slowly worked my way behind her, pretending to want a change of views ever few minutes. Finally I was behind her, and casually I tried to look over her shoulder and past her. It was then I asked her about a wooden bridge pan coming up, playing the tourist card. Expecting a French or Italian accent, I was shocked to hear that North American twang instead of the foreign accent coming out of that sweet mouth.

As she told me she was not sure and was just on her way back to Italy where her husband was stationed. I looked down and was startled to see the words, fuck, suck, cunt on what she was working on. I mean I did not get a chance to read it all, but somehow those words jumped right out at me. Damn, I knew I was right, this beautiful thing was definitely in to the erotic and that was something I could relate to being a writer of erotica myself. She looked back smiling at me and I could feel an instant attraction. Her white teeth shone, and her eyes danced. She asked me to sit across the table and talk as it would help pass the time away. She closed her laptop, and it was then I suggested maybe finding the bar car and we could have a glass of wine or something. It is funny, being a writer, you seem to think the words will just flow, but in real life, we stutter and stammer the same as the rest of people.

We waited for a conductor to walk by and he told us where the bar car was, and off we went in search of liquid courage.

I ordered a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon, and she has a Pinot Grico. We looked into each other's eyes and I am sure we both knew we were going to fuck somewhere on this train before we got off. We smiled, we laughed, and we talked. We were both married, I was 14 yrs. older than her, and she had lived overseas for a few years now. Her husband on a base and she tinkered in graphic design part time, as her husband did not really like her working. It was funny, the drinks just made the honesty flow, and I told her she was fucking smoking hot, to which she blushed and said for an older man, you are definitely potential lover material. I was floored to say the least, but turned on and honoured as well.

We had another drink and then it was my turn to be bold. I had seen a bit of your writing when we were back I the scenic car, I noticed a few choice erotic words, and do you write?

She blushed and told me she dabbled as an amateur writer, specializing in erotic fantasies. I grinned ear to ear, and toasted her, and said so do I!

Well as things unravelled, she asked me where I wrote, and I shyly told her, I posted on a UK site called Short Fiction. She damn neared keeled over, grinning ear to ear; she said that is where she posts. What? I exclaimed. Really? She said what name do you write under, and I told her TheChameleon. Her jaw dropped and she grabbed her chest gasping for air. She looked at me with the most magnificent smile I had ever scene. You are not going to believe this, I am clickingthekeys!

What the fuck were the odds I would meet not only another author from the site, but probably the woman whose works most resembled what I wrote. We were both known for dominant sex orientated erotica, and we had conversed a bit back and forth the last few months always congratulating each other on the others stories, even exchanging fantasies of what we would do if we ever had the chance to be together, and now it was really here.

I would not normally say that fantasy images of a person would ever exceed in real life, but this one did. She was a sex goddess if there ever was one. Clickingthekeys was every bit the temptress you read about in her stories. She leaned forward and one of her fucking tits almost spilled out and the glimpse of her hard puffy nipple made my mouth water. She smiled at me, and said maybe we should get a couple of bottles of wine and head back to her sleeper car.

Once in her car, she wasted no time stepping into my arms, kissing me as if we had been lovers for the last 10 yrs. Our lips locked in the most natural way, as if we had been meant to be together. It was not rushed, but not waiting either, just exploring, tasting.

My hands dropped down and gathered in the most fucking perfectly shaped bum I had ever held.

I figured now or never, I was going to see if she had been serious, and I reach up and grabbed her long hair, pulling it sharply. I looked at her and said, well my slut, I guess it is time to see if you are as nasty as you say you are. She just smiled and replied, I am, and now is time to see if you can make me yours or if you are all talk.

With that challenge, I slowly tugged on her blouse popping one button at a time, staring right into her eyes. It was one of those rare moments when you just know, the steamy come hither look in her eyes. Her tits, while not the largest, had a beautiful round firmness to them. Her nipples were already hard and begging to be abused and I wasted little time n making them wait. I twisted on while biting into the other. Her hands went to my hair, running through it, pulling me closer. I pulled the one nipple as far out as I could without detaching it, and all it did was elicit a throaty moan from her. I let go of the tit in my mouth and clamped them on her other engorged nub. Shit, this woman loved it, not just accepting, but actually loving it. I pushed her away and without words, she removed her top, while I unbuckled my trousers and let them fall to the floor. She stood up, pushing my shirt over my head and then she leaned down to suck and bite my nipples.

Christ, this woman knew her way around a man's body. As she played with my little areolas, she pushed my briefs down, and her hand found my throbbing piece of meat.

There was a strand of pre-cum that damn near reached the floor, and she used her fingers to corral it and then she lifted her face from my chest and she licked them clean while looking directly at me. The temptress in her was alive and well, the teasing soon to be cocksucking slut.

I stepped out of the briefs, and took my socks off. Clickingthekeys smiled, undid her skirt and dropped it and she stood there in her thong panties.

Leaving her heels on, she told me to reach into the closet and bring out the smaller piece of luggage. I did as I was asked and then she directed me to open it. Fuck, it was full of sex toys, vibrators, dildos, paddles, a riding crop and then a small case. When I opened it up, to my amazement and happiness, I found a set of chained nipple clamps.

She sat there smiling, and I held them up and she let out a sigh of approval.

Walking over to her, she pulled and tugged her tips, making them harder. I placed the first clamp over one nipple and started to turn the small button to tighten it. Soon her nipple was a little fat protrusion past the clamp. I could see her wincing, so I gave it another ¼ turn just to let her know I was in charge still. I then did the same to the other.

It was dark out, and we were travelling through the country side. I grabbed her hands and took her over to the window. I raised the blind and had her place her hands o the wall, her face and tits on display. I turned out the main cabin light but left the corner lamp on, for a silhouette effect.

I told her not to move no matter what. I then grabbed the paddle, and I gave her plump ass a small but firm swat. Her head fell back, her beautiful long hair cascading down her back. She was enjoying it, just like she said she would. I gave her a few more firm swats, and then I ran my hand between her legs. Fuck she was wet!

Her cunt was sopping, and I was going to keep it that way. I licked my fingers clean extracting some revenge in the teasing department. I put the paddle down and grabbed the crop, and her eyes lit up. There was no doubting this woman loved to play. I pushed her legs open a bit and also back so she was leaning against the window for support. The sound of the crop slicing through the air just before hearing it hit flesh in itself is an aphrodisiac to people like us. The first one left a thin red welt across both her ass cheeks, and al she did was groan and push it out further. I let a couple more go in rapid succession. Soon her ass was bright red and very warm to the touch.

She turned around and then squatted. She too my hard cock between her lips and promptly swallowed the whole thing. She licked and sucked on that fat sausage of mine like there was no tomorrow. She smiled and told me it was as good and big as I showed her. She told me she had been practicing sucking cock deep with her husband, lying on her back, head hanging down until she could eventually deep throat, and all I could say is, well dam, it sure worked.

She started to suck me again, using her tongue, to lick, her lips to hum and swallowing every bit of stringy cum I could muster. Just as I was getting close she must have sensed it, because she stopped spun me around and then I bent over on to the bed, and she started to suck and lick my testicles from behind. Jesus, this woman knew what she was doing. She licked and sucked, then pulled back a bit and I felt her tongue searching between my ass cheeks. She used her hands to pry the cheeks apart, and then I felt the tip off her tongue pushing, entering my ass. She used her spit to lubricate me and then she forced it in deeper, licking all around the inside rim. My hand went for my cock stroking it, only to realize I might pop too soon and I squeezed the base as hard as I could to prevent myself from blowing my wad.

As soon as she pulled back for air, I revered it, and I pushed her back on the bed, prying her legs apart, I prepared to feast on her delicious cunt. Her labia lips were beautiful and sticking out for me. I wasted no time tugging on them with my mouth.

Her cunt was a dark pink color, and so very wet as I licked, nibbled and yes even bit gently on those fat cunt lips. Her hands were already busy exposing her clit, pulling upwards and I took the hint and began to lick away. Her hips started to rise to meet every tongue lash. I needed more nastiness, so I rolled her over on to her knees and I started at the most beautiful big heart shaped ass. Fuck me, I thought, I have been looking for this my whole life. I pushed her bottom open and I placed my face between them and I went to town rimming that perfect tight brown hole of hers.

Clickingthekeys pushed her sweet ass back, trying to get my tongue deeper. I pushed it as far as I could; the tangy taste of her forbidden hole was intoxicating to a sexual being like me. Finally the time had cum, I climbed up behind her and I positioned my cock at the entrance of her cunt. I grabbed her swollen lips in my fingers and spread then so I could watch as they seemed to swallow my cock. She reached under and was stroking her clit for all it was worth. Once in, I grabbed her hips, and I began to fuck her like a man possessed. It was al she could do to stay on al fours as I slammed her hard and fast.

Her cunt seemed to spasm, milk me, whatever you want to call it but it had a life of its own and it was fucking hungry. She began to writhe under me, unintelligible sounds coming out of her and then she started to cum. I am sure the whole train heard her, but we did not care. The bitch was soaking the bed below us, and she still clamped her pussy around me, wanting more. She finally slowed down, and it was then I pulled out and placed my prick at the entrance to her forbidden back door. She looked back at me and told me to go slow, that she had only ever been fucked there a few times, and she had been drunk every time, and that cock was nowhere near the size of mine.

We grabbed the lube and I applied it generously to my cock and her bung hole.

I slowly pushed it in and I could feel her starting to tense up. Leaning on her back I whispered for her to relax, and that if it was too much, to say so and we would stop. She just smiled and said no way; she wanted this as much as I wanted to do it to her.

Getting back n position I grabbed those hips of desire once again, and I pushed forward.

Slowly but surely I inched into the tight inferno of a hole, invading her tight ass. Fuck she was not kissing when she told me that her asshole was small and tight.

Soon I was in and began to fuck her. As we developed a rhythm her body seemed to relax, take me in, and soon she was rubbing her cunt and juices running down her legs.

All too soon she started to cum again, from the pounding in her rectum to the manipulation of her fingers on her clit; she just lost it and went into a super orgasm.

Finally she collapsed and my cock was stuck in her tight ass. I pushed until it came out.

She rolled over and like she had done with her husband, her head came to rest hanging down. I wasted no time in assuming his position and I placed my cock in front of her face. To my amazement, she grabbed it, stroked it a couple of times to partially clean it, and then she rammed it in her mouth. She sucked and licked that cock until it was shiny and soon I began to let her know I was very close to cumming.

Al she did was suck harder and soon I leaned my head back, let out a grunt and I began to flood her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could and then pointed my cock towards those awesome tits of hers. At least four more spurts splattered across them and she used her fingers to get every last drop.

Once done, we laid on the bed together kissing, hugging and just holding each other.

What was kinky and perverted fun only minutes ago was now just a comforting liaison between two very compatible lovers and friends.

We eventually drifted off to sleep. I woke up a few hours later and she was sucking my cock and when she noticed I was awake, she climbed up and lowered her wet pussy on to my cock. She rocked back and forth using her cunt muscles to make my body shake. My hands played with her scrumptious titties. I grabbed her head and ran my fingers through her reddish locks, kissing her deep. Her eyes rolled back, her legs tensed and she kissed me deep, moaning into my mouth as I felt her cum run over me. Christ it felt like she was peeing on me, but stickier. She started to buck and her second climax brought mine on and we both locked up together. All too soon, the sun came up and we were only about an hour from the next stop. I cleaned myself up, kissed her goodbye, and went to my room to get ready to disembark.



We swapped addresses and made plans to see each other when ever either of us was remotely close to the other. It was a train ride I will never forget