I had been looking forward to this ever since we met online. We had been planning this evening for a while, sharing our desires and fantasies in texts to each other, and now we would finally get to make them reality.
We were sitting on the sofa kissing. A little careful and reserved at first, his hands running gently trough my hair, my hands stroking his neck and shoulders. But I soon forgot any reservations. His lips on mine felt so right, I knew that he was exactly what I wanted. I could feel my pulse quickening and my face flushing. All the fantasies we shared online before flashed through my mind, and I knew for certain I wanted to try each and every one.
I opened my lips a little as the kiss deepened. I could feel his hands moving from my hips to my waist. When I took his lower lip between my teeth and gave a gentle, teasing pull he pushed me back into the cushions with a low groan, his hand sliding under my top cupping my breast. By now, my nipples were poking through the lacy fabric of my bra, demanding attention. His fingers gently stroking them sent a shiver right through me. I broke away from the kiss and lifted my arms to allow him to pull my top off over my head. As soon as he had thrown it aside, I pulled his face down to me again – I couldn’t get enough of his kisses, his scent and taste sent my head spinning.
His hands where on my boobs again now, his fingers playing with my nipples through my bra. He teasingly brushed his palm over them, before pulling them gently between his fingers. My boobs are always sensitive, and love nothing better than a lover playing with them, massaging them, teasing my nipples. I could feel the tension building inside me, I could feel myself getting wet.
My hand found its way down, unbuttoning his trousers and slipping inside. I could feel his hard cock through his boxers. I felt for the waistband and slid my hand in, closing my fingers around his hard, hot shaft. I could feel the stickiness of his precum as I started to move my hand up and down. He pushed himself against me, a small moan escaping his lips against mine.
He pulled his head back a little, smiling down at me, then reached around me to undo my bra. Having released my tits from the fabric, he bent down to kiss and nibble them, his tongue flicking against one nipple while his fingers teased and gently pulled the other. It was my turn to moan now.
There were so many things I had meant to do, I had meant for us to take things slow, take our time to explore, but I knew I couldn’t. I couldn’t wait.
My skirt had slid up, so I took his free hand and guided it down between my legs. The lacy little thong I was wearing was soaked through already, I wanted him to feel how much I wanted him right now. His hand touching me sent a shockwave through me. The moment he felt how hot and wet I was, he looked up at me with a wide grin.
“I see you changed your mind about us to taking our time?”
My breath was going fast and shallow. I could only nod.
I helped him quickly pull off his trousers and boxers. He could sense my urgency. He pulled my thong aside, and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down my wet, hot pussy. I knew he wanted me to beg – I had told him before that I enjoy long foreplay, but there is a point when I need a cock inside me. A point where this turns from a simple want into a desperate need, where nothing matters more than feeling that cock stretch and fill me. And he had quite rightly guessed that I had reached that point.
“Please…”
“Please what?” he replied, with a grin on his face, still rubbing his cock along my wet, sensitive and oh so empty pussy.
“Please fuck me! Please! Please stop teasing me!”
With a satisfied smile, he obliged, slowly pushing his rock hard cock into me. My head fell back and I moaned as I felt it go deep inside me. He bent forward and kissed my stretched-back neck. This was enough to send me over the edge – my first orgasm rolled over me, I felt it running through my body, tensing me up in pure pleasure. He had held still, simply enjoying seeing me cum, feeling me tighten and twitch around his cock. Now he could see me coming down, he started moving. A little slow at first, but my desire built back up almost immediately.
“Please… I need you to fuck me hard. And fast. And deep…”
“Who could say no to that?”
He leaned forward for a deep kiss, then started moving faster. Every hard stroke seemed to bring him deeper inside me as I moved my hips to meet his, I could feel the tension build in me. My fingernails dug into his back as wave after wave shook my body. I didn’t register where one orgasm ended or the next began, it was pure pleasure coursing through my body under his hard thrusts.
Then I could feel him slow down a little.
“I’m so close, baby. Where do you want me to cum?”
I knew what I wanted. I had wanted it since the moment he had sent me a picture of his cock glistening with precum.
“I really want to taste you. Cum in my mouth.”
He pulled out, and I bent down to his throbbing hard cock. It was glistening with my juices. I licked them off with pleasure, then closed my lips over his tip and pulled him into my mouth. I could taste his precum mixed with the taste of my pussy. A moved my head up and down, my lips firmly gripping him, sucking him in, while my hand cupped his balls into a gentle squeeze. I could hear his breathing getting heavier and faster, I felt his cock twitching and then with a throaty moan he filled my mouth with his cum in spurt after spurt.
I sucked and swallowed as much as I could, but some of it escaped my lips, I could feel it running down my chin and dripping onto my boobs.
I smiled up at him. “That was amazing. And now we’ll have the time to take it slowly, and do all the things we said we would”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vpw8w8/meeting_my_48f_online_lover_38m_in_real_life
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