Phillip found me on some random dating website. He probably zeroed in on me. Recently divorced, younger, vulnerable so I probably looked like an easy target. He emailed me. He was kind, attentive, and sweet. I was so happy to feel worthy of attention that I enjoyed eating it up online. We sexted, sent pictures, built the tension. I think I was drawn to his cock, it is glorious. A thick 7" so I could swallow it without discomfort and I could imagine it filling my pussy, hitting all my angles. We lived in different cities but I was going to Chicago for work and he decided to meet me there for the last night. I was anxious. I wanted to feel all the sensations I had been denied these past few weeks. His hands all over my body, slapping my ass, and biting my nipples. I had dreamed of every scenario. But how do you really know that the person can be trusted? But the thought just built my excitement. On the night of our first meeting I decided my tight black pencil skirt and my black V-neck tee with a push up bra was the best choice. Simple, sexy, and hopefully a confidence builder. Ever since the divorce I was running more and more, and I wanted to show off my tight fit body I had earned. I sat at the hotel bar, waiting and hoping my gamble would pay off. Phillip entered and knew immediately it was me. He crossed the room in just a few steps and came right up to my side, standing so as to touch my shoulder as he leaned down and whispered, "You are stunning and I am going to make you pay for the hard-on I have right now." I instantly got wet to his words. My pussy tightened and I swallowed my breath. I made the right choice. He ordered a whiskey and coke and sat down beside me. I turned my body and looked at him in person for the first time. His hair was brown and slightly curly. He kept it short to compliment his well manicured beard. He was dressed simply in nice jeans but he wore them well. I was smitten. And he was running his hand up my skirt while he stared at me with clear intentions. "I want to take you upstairs now." I knew this game. He wanted to be dominate but I resisted, "Why don't you buy me a drink first? And I will let you know when I am ready for your cock." He tensed for a half a second. He wasn't expecting my response. He was used to the willing submissive woman. He have smiled and asked the bartender to get me anything I wanted. "Hmm anything?" I asked. "If that's what it takes to have your pussy then yes," he leaned in and whispered. I knew that he was guaranteed my pussy and any part of me he wanted with lines like that. I was getting more and more horny. I could feel my clit pulse. My heartbeat raised. "I will have two shots of tequila." The bartender left and quickly returned with two shot glasses and limes. He put a glass out in front of us and Phillip quickly said, "Oh no I hate tequila." Without a word I salted my hand, licked, and took both shots. "They were both for me. I want to feel up to anything tonight." And I slid down in my bar stool so his hand left my thigh and moved to my panties. Again he tensed and took a deep sigh out. "Can I take you yet?" The tequila worked its magic and my nerves started to fade. We were sitting intwined on the bar stools and I moved my hand closer to his cock. I could sense he was hard and anxiously awaiting my hand brushing his budge. I shivered in excitement and then immediately became aware we were still in public. Giving the bar a show was not my intention so without a word I got up and headed to the elevator. He scrambled after me, leaving money on the bar, and caught up with me when I got onto the elevator. A couple was headed up so we moved to the back, touching shoulders and arms in the back of the car. The tingling sensation of anticipation filled me as his fingers brushed my hand gently. Our floor opened and I moved quickly out of the car and down the hallway. I wanted to get in that room and take all of him as soon as possible. My pussy was so wet I could feel it through my thong. I swung open my door and he was behind me in a second. Grabbing my tits, feeling my ass, kissing my neck. It felt like such a release. But I was in control and pulled away. I lead him into the room. "Take off all of your clothes." I ordered. He immediately complied and stripped naked. I was in heaven. It was all just a glorious as I had visualized and I wanted to consume every part of his body. He was rock hard and I knew that starting on my knees was the right thing. I grabbed his cock's base and put my mouth fully over the top portion. I sucked in and held, letting him feel my mouth completely over his cock then started slowly moving in and out. He moaned and each time I sucked harder and faster. His knees went weak and I threw him on the bed. I continued rapidly, in and out, soaking his cock in my saliva. He was close to cumming but it was too early. I stopped and he looked up with a dumbfounded face. "I have plans for your cum. You need to wait." He rolled his head back and at that moment I got on him in reserve and started grinding his cock on the edge of the bed. He wasn't ready for this swift move and let out a moan of surprised pleasure. "God yes you dirty bitch." He just made me grind harder. He grabbed my ass and guided my hips. His cock was so hard and felt so good rubbing my pussy. I started hitting my clit with my fingers, rapidly back and forth using my own wetness and rubbing it into me. He took control and flipped me over so my ass was in the air. "I have been dreaming of your ass since I first saw your picture. And now its mine." I moaned in delight. "Take it, God Take Me!" I was so ready, I feel like I had waited an eternity for him to say that. He went slow at first, loosening my muscles. The tequila helped me relax and let him enter. It was so tight. I braced my right hand and started touching myself with my left. He filled me with his cock and grabbed my hips building speed and pressure. I wasn't sure I could hang on. I wanted to explode! My whole body felt like it was shaking and building, I became light headed in ecstasy. "Take my ass. Take it so hard." I found myself almost screaming. He continued to fuck me hard until I felt him tense and let out the longest moan of complete pressure. Feeling him explode in me was all it took. My body shook and I felt deep pulsing all over. I couldn't hold myself up and I collapsed on the bed. He was panting and couldn't speak but he flipped me over and licked the cum up from my pussy.
**This is my first time posting so I hope the formatting is ok. I couldn't resist telling the first story of my sexual awakening! This was the first round. He cleaned me up in the shower next. Phillip and I have meet a few more times since and still talk. We want to be each others dirty little secrets more then anything. :) :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3cne82/the_first_time_i_met_a_guy_online_and_then_let
Great story. The lead up was excellent. The description of the actual sex could us a bit more detail.
Great story! I hope you write more.
I loved the story, but next time, please use paragraphs. Makes it so much easier to read.
This… OMG WALL OF TEXT!
I stop reading. I can’t deal with this.
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Look! Paragraphs! Phillip found me on some random dating website. He probably zeroed in on me. Recently divorced, younger, vulnerable so I probably looked like an easy target. He emailed me. He was kind, attentive, and sweet. I was so happy to feel worthy of attention that I enjoyed eating it up online. We sexted, sent pictures, built the tension. I think I was drawn to his cock, it is glorious. A thick 7" so I could swallow it without discomfort and I could imagine it filling my pussy, hitting all my angles. We lived in different cities but I was going to Chicago for work and he decided to meet me there for the last night. I was anxious. I wanted to feel all the sensations I had been denied these past few weeks. His hands all over my body, slapping my ass, and biting my nipples. I had dreamed of every scenario. But how do you really know that the person can be trusted? But the thought just built my excitement. On the night of our first meeting I decided my tight black pencil skirt and my black V-neck tee with a push up bra was the best choice. Simple, sexy, and hopefully a confidence builder. Ever since the divorce I was running more and more, and I wanted to show off my tight fit body I had earned. I sat at the hotel bar, waiting and hoping my gamble would pay off. Phillip entered and knew immediately it was me. He crossed the room in just a few steps and came right up to my side, standing so as to touch my shoulder as he leaned down and whispered, "You are stunning and I am going to make you pay for the hard-on I have right now." I instantly got wet to his words. My pussy tightened and I swallowed my breath. I had made the right choice. He ordered a whiskey and coke and sat down beside me. I turned my body and looked at him in person for the first time. His hair was brown and slightly curly. He kept it short to compliment his well manicured beard. He was dressed simply in nice jeans but he wore them well. I was smitten. And he was running his hand up my skirt while he stared at me with clear intentions. "I want to take you upstairs now." I knew this game. He wanted to be dominate but I resisted, "Why don’t you buy me a drink first? And I will let you know when I am ready for your cock." He tensed for a half a second. He wasn’t expecting my response. He was used to the willing submissive woman. He half smiled and asked the bartender to get me anything I wanted. "Hmm anything?" I asked. "If that’s what it takes to have your pussy then yes," he leaned in and whispered. I knew that he was guaranteed my pussy and any part of me he wanted with lines like that. I was getting more and more horny. I could feel my clit pulse. My heartbeat rised. "I will have two shots of tequila." The bartender left and quickly returned with two shot glasses and limes. He put a glass out in front of us and Phillip quickly said, "Oh no I hate tequila." Without a word I salted my hand, licked, and took both shots. "They were both for me. I want to feel up to anything tonight." I slid down in my bar stool so his hand left my thigh and moved to my panties. Again he tensed and took a deep sigh out. "Can I take you yet?" The tequila worked its magic and my nerves started to fade. We were sitting intwined on the bar stools and I moved my hand closer to his cock. I could sense he was hard and anxiously awaiting my hand brushing his buldge. I shivered in excitement and then immediately became aware we were still in public. Giving the bar a show was not my intention so without a word I got up and headed to the elevator. He scrambled after me, leaving money on the bar, and caught up with me when I got onto the elevator. A couple was headed up so we moved to the back, touching shoulders and arms in the back of the car. The tingling sensation of anticipation filled me as his fingers brushed my hand gently. Our floor opened and I moved quickly out of the car and down the hallway. I wanted to get in that room and take all of him as soon as possible. My pussy was so wet I could feel it through my thong. I swung open my door and he was behind me in a second. Grabbing my tits, feeling my ass, kissing my neck. It felt like such a release. But I was in control and pulled away. I lead him into the room. "Take off all of your clothes." I ordered. He immediately complied and stripped naked. I was in heaven. It was all just as glorious as I had visualized and I wanted to consume every part of his body. He was rock hard and I knew that starting on my knees was the right thing. I grabbed his cock’s base and put my mouth fully over the top portion. I sucked in and held, letting him feel my mouth completely over his cock then started slowly moving in and out. He moaned and each time I sucked harder and faster. His knees went weak and I threw him on the bed. I continued rapidly, in and out, soaking his cock in my saliva. He was close to cumming but it was too early. I stopped and he looked up with a dumbfounded face. "I have plans for your cum. You need to wait." He rolled his head back and at that moment I got on him in reserve and started grinding his cock on the edge of the bed. He wasn’t ready for this swift move and let out a moan of surprised pleasure. "God yes you dirty bitch." which just made me grind harder. He grabbed my ass and guided my hips. His cock was so hard and felt so good rubbing my pussy. I started hitting my clit with my fingers, rapidly back and forth using my own wetness and rubbing it into me. He took control and flipped me over so my ass was in the air. "I have been dreaming of your ass since I first saw your picture. And now its mine." I moaned in delight. "Take it, God Take Me!" I was so ready, I feel like I had waited an eternity for him to say that. He went slow at first, loosening my muscles. The tequila helped me relax and let him enter. It was so tight. I braced my right hand and started touching myself with my left. He filled me with his cock and grabbed my hips building speed and pressure. I wasn’t sure I could hang on. I wanted to explode! My whole body felt like it was shaking and building, I became light headed in ecstasy. "Take my ass. Take it so hard." I found myself almost screaming. He continued to fuck me hard until I felt him tense and let out the longest moan of complete pressure. Feeling him explode in me was all it took. My body shook and I felt deep pulsing all over. I couldn’t hold myself up and I collapsed on the bed. He was panting and couldn’t speak but he flipped me over and licked the cum up from my pussy. **This is my first time posting so I hope the formatting is ok. I couldn’t resist telling the first story of my sexual awakening! This was the first round. He cleaned me up in the shower next. Phillip and I have meet a few more times since and still talk. We want to be each others dirty little secrets more then anything. :) :)
Thank you!! It’s all fancy and stuff now :)