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I couldn’t wait to meet him. We had chatted for a couple of months online, exchanged pictures, and discussed what we were going to do to each other once we met. In his pictures he looked perfect. Smooth flawless skin. Athletic and muscular. A square jaw line and mysterious eyes. He had even sent me a cock picture and in the picture it looked like an excellent specimen. But I reminded myself pictures could be deceiving.
I paced back and forth my living room waiting for my phone to ring indicating that he was here to pick me up. As I do every time before I meet someone, I had butterflies in my stomach and thought up reasons not to meet him. But it was too late to back out now. The phone rang and I walked across the street to where I told him to meet me.
The plan had been to go to a bar for a drink or two and get to know each other. I got in his van and he was beautiful. His face looked like it was chiseled out of stone. His features perfect, his smile made me shiver. We discussed our options and drove around the city for a few minutes trying to figure out what to do. As we were driving he pulled over to the side of a road. I became nervous, what was he going to do? I looked around, it was snowing and there was not a person in sight. I put my hand on the door handle getting ready to jump out. “What are you doing?” I stuttered?
He smiled and leaned in, I could feel his warm breath on my face. “I just want to kiss you,” he said as he put his hand on my knee and leaned in kissing me lightly on the lips. A chill went down my back as his tongue explored my mouth. His lips were full and perfect. I wanted to grab him and fuck him right there on the side of the road. He pulled away from me and then asked me once more where I wanted to go for a drink. Earlier we had discussed going to the bar at the hotel where he was staying, but I had figured it would be too much of a temptation. But now I wanted that temptation. I told him to take us back to there. He grinned. He knew I would give in after a kiss like that.
We got back to his hotel and had a couple of drinks at the bar, learning more about each other, talking and laughing. He listened intently to me as I rambled on about my life. Finally he looked at his watch and asked me what I would like to do. He offered to drive me home or to go up to his room and talk some more. Thinking about the pros and cons. I chose the most obvious, and we went to his room.
He gestured for me to sit on the love seat as he turned on the television. He sat down beside me, looking at me and smiling. I wasted no time, I put my hand between his legs and felt his hard cock under his jeans. He looked surprised but did not push me away. In fact he pulled me closer kissing me passionately running his fingers through my hair.
My moist pussy ached as he ran his fingers down my neck. Nibbling my ear I could hear his breathing grow more rapid as he fumbled with the button on my jeans. Pulling down my pants he was elated to see the red thong I had on. Rubbing my clit and exploring my pussy with his long fingers it took no time for him to find my g-spot. My pelvic muscles tensed, my back arched, my clit throbbed, my knees shook, and then I felt the release and relaxed as I squirted, soaking his shirt and pants.
He looked at me with shock in his eyes. He had never experienced a squirter before. He smiled like he had just received a gift he had always wanted. My eyes rolled and my breathing became rapid as he continued to rub my g-spot. I squirted more, my liquids flying across the room, soaking the love seat and his clothing. He laughed and grinned, and I could see the wonder in his eyes as he watched my body spasm. Finally I could squirt no more.
He removed his wet clothing and sat in his underwear, still looking at me in amazement. I could see the bulge in his underwear. After catching my breath and my knees stopped shaking I knelt on the wet love seat pulling down his underwear. I could not believe what I saw. His cock was huge. I am not good at guessing measurements, but I could confidently say he was no smaller than 9 inches long and I could not wrap my fingers around him. I looked up at him. He was looking down at me with a huge grin on his face.
Stroking his long hard cock I licked the head of his cock, teasing him and thinking to myself how there was no way I would be able fit that in my mouth. Or so I thought. Pulling my head up by my hair, he shoved his cock in my mouth gagging me. He barely fit in my mouth, but that did not stop him from pushing my head down, causing me to take it all. I gagged and drooled as he fucked my mouth.
He could tell that I was having difficulty breathing, so he slowed down letting me take control. He had an evil grin on his face, as I removed his cock from my mouth catching my breath. After taking a few breaths I began to stroke him again, licking the head of his cock and playing with his balls. I took as much of the shaft of his cock in my mouth as I could, licking and sucking as he moaned and enjoyed my mouth around him. He commented on how tight my mouth was around his cock, I smiled and told him to wait until he had his cock inside my tight pussy.
On that note he pushed me onto the edge of the huge king size bed, ripping off my thong. My ass barely on the edge of the bed he grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulders. Without easing into it, he rammed his thick hard cock inside of me. I winced from the pain and shock. He pounded me, grabbing my hips and pulling me so his cock was fully inside of me. He fucked me hard, calling me a dirty whore and pulling my nipples. I felt my pelvic muscles tighten around his cock, my back arched, and just as I was about to release, he pulled out of me blowing his huge sticky load all over my stomach.
We both caught our breath, panting like dogs. We got dressed and he offered to drive me home. As we were walking out the door I noticed my thong in the corner of the room. I picked it up and fumbled trying to put it in my jacket pocket. As we walked by the concierge he looked at me, noticing the underwear hanging out of my pocket. He stifled a laugh, as he nodded at me and winked.
I paced back and forth my living room waiting for my phone to ring indicating that he was here to pick me up. As I do every time before I meet someone, I had butterflies in my stomach and thought up reasons not to meet him. But it was too late to back out now. The phone rang and I walked across the street to where I told him to meet me.
The plan had been to go to a bar for a drink or two and get to know each other. I got in his van and he was beautiful. His face looked like it was chiseled out of stone. His features perfect, his smile made me shiver. We discussed our options and drove around the city for a few minutes trying to figure out what to do. As we were driving he pulled over to the side of a road. I became nervous, what was he going to do? I looked around, it was snowing and there was not a person in sight. I put my hand on the door handle getting ready to jump out. “What are you doing?” I stuttered?
He smiled and leaned in, I could feel his warm breath on my face. “I just want to kiss you,” he said as he put his hand on my knee and leaned in kissing me lightly on the lips. A chill went down my back as his tongue explored my mouth. His lips were full and perfect. I wanted to grab him and fuck him right there on the side of the road. He pulled away from me and then asked me once more where I wanted to go for a drink. Earlier we had discussed going to the bar at the hotel where he was staying, but I had figured it would be too much of a temptation. But now I wanted that temptation. I told him to take us back to there. He grinned. He knew I would give in after a kiss like that.
We got back to his hotel and had a couple of drinks at the bar, learning more about each other, talking and laughing. He listened intently to me as I rambled on about my life. Finally he looked at his watch and asked me what I would like to do. He offered to drive me home or to go up to his room and talk some more. Thinking about the pros and cons. I chose the most obvious, and we went to his room.
He gestured for me to sit on the love seat as he turned on the television. He sat down beside me, looking at me and smiling. I wasted no time, I put my hand between his legs and felt his hard cock under his jeans. He looked surprised but did not push me away. In fact he pulled me closer kissing me passionately running his fingers through my hair.
My moist pussy ached as he ran his fingers down my neck. Nibbling my ear I could hear his breathing grow more rapid as he fumbled with the button on my jeans. Pulling down my pants he was elated to see the red thong I had on. Rubbing my clit and exploring my pussy with his long fingers it took no time for him to find my g-spot. My pelvic muscles tensed, my back arched, my clit throbbed, my knees shook, and then I felt the release and relaxed as I squirted, soaking his shirt and pants.
He looked at me with shock in his eyes. He had never experienced a squirter before. He smiled like he had just received a gift he had always wanted. My eyes rolled and my breathing became rapid as he continued to rub my g-spot. I squirted more, my liquids flying across the room, soaking the love seat and his clothing. He laughed and grinned, and I could see the wonder in his eyes as he watched my body spasm. Finally I could squirt no more.
He removed his wet clothing and sat in his underwear, still looking at me in amazement. I could see the bulge in his underwear. After catching my breath and my knees stopped shaking I knelt on the wet love seat pulling down his underwear. I could not believe what I saw. His cock was huge. I am not good at guessing measurements, but I could confidently say he was no smaller than 9 inches long and I could not wrap my fingers around him. I looked up at him. He was looking down at me with a huge grin on his face.
Stroking his long hard cock I licked the head of his cock, teasing him and thinking to myself how there was no way I would be able fit that in my mouth. Or so I thought. Pulling my head up by my hair, he shoved his cock in my mouth gagging me. He barely fit in my mouth, but that did not stop him from pushing my head down, causing me to take it all. I gagged and drooled as he fucked my mouth.
He could tell that I was having difficulty breathing, so he slowed down letting me take control. He had an evil grin on his face, as I removed his cock from my mouth catching my breath. After taking a few breaths I began to stroke him again, licking the head of his cock and playing with his balls. I took as much of the shaft of his cock in my mouth as I could, licking and sucking as he moaned and enjoyed my mouth around him. He commented on how tight my mouth was around his cock, I smiled and told him to wait until he had his cock inside my tight pussy.
On that note he pushed me onto the edge of the huge king size bed, ripping off my thong. My ass barely on the edge of the bed he grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulders. Without easing into it, he rammed his thick hard cock inside of me. I winced from the pain and shock. He pounded me, grabbing my hips and pulling me so his cock was fully inside of me. He fucked me hard, calling me a dirty whore and pulling my nipples. I felt my pelvic muscles tighten around his cock, my back arched, and just as I was about to release, he pulled out of me blowing his huge sticky load all over my stomach.
We both caught our breath, panting like dogs. We got dressed and he offered to drive me home. As we were walking out the door I noticed my thong in the corner of the room. I picked it up and fumbled trying to put it in my jacket pocket. As we walked by the concierge he looked at me, noticing the underwear hanging out of my pocket. He stifled a laugh, as he nodded at me and winked.
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