Please read [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rkzcuq/had_my_third_r4r_encounter_with_a_new/) first!
The day finally came, and she drove to me, and boldly and bravely just knocked on the door! I was expecting an “I’m outside” message, or “I’ll be there in 10”, but nope! Just a knock, and looking through the little peep hole quickly my heart skipped a beat or two. There she was, every bit as lovely as each picture she shared. I opened the door, let her in, and her confident ass waltzed right in! And as comfortable as we both already were with each-other, any moment like this is still a bit awkward and has a moderate dose of anxiety lol.
We stood a few feet from each-other, said our hellos and for 15 seconds it was a touch awkward, but I held out a hand, and she took it, and followed the invitation into an embrace. We held the hug only for a moment, then released far enough for me to bring my lips to hers. So there we stood, finally with out bodies connected, standing making out like high-schoolers in a hotel room. A minute or two passed, we parted, and she stated for the first time a phrase she would repeat at least a dozen more times that day… “How are you real?”. There aren’t many nicer compliments out there, but honestly it threw me off slightly, but also really set the tone for the day…
In my view, I was the luckiest guy on the planet, here was this amazing, gorgeous, beautiful, sexual woman who reached to me over the internet and agreed to drive a decent distance to meet up. I felt privileged to just be in the room. It was hard for me to understand that she could feel truly the same way in return. That I was honestly a fantasy for her, that she felt lucky to be in this room with me, that I was passionately interested in her. Honestly it probably says something about our own self-images more than anything else, and since meeting up I think we are both standing a little taller than we had been!
She then asked “So what should we do first?”, and my mind went a million directions at once. So instead of answering I started to kiss her again, but this time let me hands wander her body a little more freely, and she did the same. My left hand found her breast, her hand to my bulge, my right to her ass, and so on and so forth until we parted again. This time (thankfully) she offered a suggestion “I think we should get in the shower”. Which was perfect, as that is something I LOVE, and had shared with her that I loved. I agreed, to her suggestion, but told her we were going to undress each-other out here first.
She sat on the edge of the bed, and started undoing my belt, and then the pants button, and then pulling impatiently to bring them down to my knees. And then those same words again “How are you real?” as she massaged my growing bulge through my briefs (the boxer briefs kind, I’m not a weirdo). I stepped out of my pants, and expected her to proceed in an orderly fashion by removing my shirt next, but Nadya was on a mission, and I honestly think she had a singular focus in that moment which was to get to my dick. She pulled down the briefs and my cock sprung forth, full, but not completely erect and her hands went immediately to it. Touching my all over, holding it with one hand and then the other, never breaking her gaze. It was sexy and adorable all at the same time. And in order to avoid sporting the Winnie-the-pooh look for too long I took off my own shirt.
She looked up at me and uttered the second most memorable quote of the day that would also become a repeated catchphrase. “You have a porn-star dick”. I have never heard those words before, and definitely not directed at me, but honestly it’s pretty true lol, and I fucking loved hearing that from her. I am right between 7.5” and 8” and circumcised, straight and a proportional thickness. And then she said it again, “You have a porn-star dick, and a porn-star body”.
Speaking of bodies, I told her it was her turn, and helped her take off her top, and she quickly followed and took off her own bra. And while I had seen a few pictures I was still in disbelief at how perfect her breasts were (and are*). I never asked a size, but I am going to take an educated guess of 34D with beautiful large dark areolas. I love tits, (who doesn’t!?) and I could have an absolutly amazing time with about any size of breast. And I strongly believe that there is no “best” shape or size, only a bust that fits a person well. But hers were perfect, and fit her perfectly. I kissed her deeply again and then a bit down her body until I could get her nipple into my mouth just for a moment, and then kissed a bit further down to her pant line. I unbuttoned her jeans, and she helped my bring them down. I ran my hands down her legs enjoying every inch I passed over.
”I want to taste you, is that okay” she asked. How could I say no! So helped her up, and took her place on the bed, shifted back and pulled her towards and then over me. She kissed down my body quickly, gave a few kisses and small licks around my shaft, and then put her lips around the head of my cock and I was in heaven. She looked perfect with the end of my cock in her mouth, and it felt even better. My hands wondered her body a bit more and lightly traced the outline of her breasts as they hung freely beneath her and occasionally brushed against or rested on me (which is a HUGE turn on of mine). This lasted only a minute or two before I stopped her and let her know it was time for the shower.
[Part 3 coming up!](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rkzia2/had_my_third_r4r_encounter_with_a_new/)
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