My hot Internet stalker

Her name was Gina. Her family moved here from Bosnia when she was young. Gina was a bombshell. 5'4", perky D cups and a bubble butt that she squeezed into booty shorts. She was my stalker back when MySpace was popular. I'd get messages from her the moment I came online. Somehow she found my messenger account too. I ignored her, she lived five states away. Besides, she was a crazy stalker right?

I started talking to her out of curiosity. I was surprised how well we got along. We had a lot of similar interests and she was crazy about me. Thinking back it sounds stupid but she convinced me to come out to see her. I bought a ticket on a greyhound bus and told my friends id be back in two weeks.

I had no idea what I was doing. There could be a serial killer waiting in Chicago for me. I wanted to believe that she was real. I had a head full of provocative pictures she had sent me. Laying in bed wearing just her panties, barely wrapped around the curves of her butt. Just out of the shower, a towel hanging loosely from her nipples. Her hands down her pants, my name written on her chest.

I arrived in Chicago and went to the restaurant we planned to meet at. An hour passed and I see her walk in. She was dressed in a coat and scarf (it was winter). She spots me and runs over, her arms waving in the air. I barely stood up before she tackled me. We hadn't said a word to each other and we were already making out on a restaurant floor. The wait staff kicked us out. It didn't matter, we were horny.

We met one of her friends on the way back to her place. I was going to stay in the basement of his parents place while I was there. I didn't pay him much attention, I was too busy with the busty rabbit crawling ontop of me.

We walked into her apartment. Her friend went straight into Gina's brothers room and shut the door. I was dragged to the kitchen floor by Gina in a mad attempt to disrobe me. Her jacket came off and underneath she had a skin tight cotton top and bottom. I picked her up and carried her to her room.

We were stripped down in no time. Her hands immediately gripping my cock. She was an expert. I grabbed her legs and threw them over my shoulders as I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her pussy. I tried to push into her but I didn't fit. I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto me. I heard a pop as she let out a scream. Holy crap she was soft inside! She clawed my back as I filled her. I grabbed the headboard and used the bed as an anchor while I rammed her with everything I had. It was animalistic. Pounding her consumed me. She let out a moan that filled the whole building. The harder I pumped the louder she was. As she climaxed she started squirting all over me, her orgasm reaching high tones.

I looked down, her eyes were rolled back in her head. That sent me over the edge. I pulled out and shot all over her. She was covered in cum. Gina giggled as she wiped some off of her face and licked it. I got up and put on my pants to get some water. Her friend was in the kitchen with a paper towel. He turned red and dropped his head. He'd been listening to us through the wall.

I spent two weeks in Chicago. By the time I left I was sore from overuse. I lost touch with her after a while. It would make my day to see her again. We never got to finish watching Peter Pan together.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3gyuw7/my_hot_internet_stalker