It started out innocent enough, several people in a chat room.

We connected.

Friends lists.

Chat again.

Again.

Before long, there was not a moment that I wasn’t thinking about her. My entire being was consumed with a woman 2000 miles from me.

Cybersex.

Phone sex.

Lustful dreams of this woman that crawled into my consciousness and inhabited my soul.

After 2 years, it was finally time. I had the money, I’m going to go meet her.

She agreed. It’s really going to happen.

Tickets in hand, airport, blurred visions of people and airplanes.

Seatbelt signs.

“Soft Drink, sir?”

“Thank you.”

Finally!

I walked quickly down from the plane to the terminal. She was waiting for me there. She told me that she would. She planned the flight. Planned the night. It was her town, I was at her mercy.

I knew her every smirk, every laugh, every curve. I had studied her pictures for years.

No nudes, but I knew her body. I undressed her with my mind every night.

I wouldn’t have mistaken her. It would not be possible.

Around the corner.

Terminal opening.

Where? Where?

There she is.

She sees me.

A big smile beamed from her face.

She’s beautiful

She was exactly the woman on the computer. No fakes, no lies. Perfect.

“Hi.”
“Hi.”

The embrace was the best thing in the world for me. Nervous hug, but smoldering.

Should I kiss her?

No. Save it.

Small talk.

Baggage claim.

Car.

Comfort.

I belong with this woman. With all of our talking on the phone and the computer, I still love talking to her.

We go out to eat, Denny’s. (It was late, cheap flight.)

We walk into the hotel room door and I could no longer wait.

I grabbed her by the hand and she knew what was coming. She was wanting too.

We kissed. Passionately. The first kiss of a steamy romance that started ages ago.

We couldn’t let go.

My cock strained against my jeans.

Her moans already started. We didn’t really know yet what the other liked, or how to react to certain things, but that is how it starts.

Passion united.

Clothes flying.

There she was. The woman of my dreams. The very desire of my soul, laying naked on the bed in front of me.

My clothes were gone. I don’t know how, but they were gone. My cock groaning, painfully aching against the air in the room.

I crawled up from the end of the bed. Call after call of telling her how I was going to eat her pussy flooded into my mind.

Her sweet musky smell filled my nostrils as I licked my way up her leg.

My cock rubbed against the bed and almost sent me over the edge.

I’ll have to watch that.

Her breathing quickened, her moans deepened.

I started at her perineum. Exactly what we fantasized about.

slow down
her fantasy is slow
ice cream sandwich

That’s what we talked about. Licking the ice cream out of an ice cream sandwich. Slowly, deliberately slow.

Her moans escalated.

My tongue quivered as I tasted her pussy. Silky, sweet, heaven.

I reached her clit, hard, pulsating with ecstasy.

Two hard licks.

“OH GOD I’M CUMMING!”, she almost growled.

she’s as excited as me

I felt her hands on the back of my head, pull me into her pussy.
I kept my tongue on her clit and she rode it through her orgasm.

I couldn’t wait for her to touch me.

“Lay down”, she said.

I obeyed.

Her hand wrapped around the shaft of my cock.

“Oh Yeah!”

Her hair glided across the head and sent a shutter through my body.

not yet

“Oh gooodddd”

She licked from the base. The same slow lick.

paybacks are a bitch

Popsicle. That’s what we talked about.

God she’s good

She finished with a flick across the most sensitive part.

“MMMMMnnnnngh!”

I made it.

Her lips wrap around my cock and I feel her mouth, hot, wet, silk….

that’s it. Fuck. I’m gonna cum

“Oh God, I’m gonna cum, Oh Fuck”

She kept her mouth on my cock, stroking the shaft with her hand and sucking the head as my cum exploded into her mouth.

She didn’t swallow, but she didn’t move. She let the cum slide back out of her mouth down the shaft of my cock, lubricating the stroking motion. Sending me reeling.

“MMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNGGGHHHHH!!!!!!”

She kissed her way up my body and laid down almost on top of me.

Snuggling against my chest and kissing my neck.

When I regained my composure, I kissed her again, long and deep.

The salty sweet taste of my cum and her pussy mixing in our mouths.

The start of that first weekend together.

First time feeling, first real love.

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Kinda like my old blue tick hound I like to lay around in the shade. I ain't got no money, but I damn sure got it made.