We were cyber buddies who decided to take this union off line. Not that I would encourage such behavior. You never know who you are meeting on line. But after 3 months of chatting and talking on the phone, it was a natural next step.
I made the trip and you provided the accommodations.
I knock on the door wearing a red dress and red pumps as was requested.
"Hello. May I come in?" I ask.
"Yes," you reply. I understand that once inside these walls, I must submit to your desires. I enter.
I put down my bag and follow you into the kitchen. "How may I help you?" I ask. You turn to me and offer me a glass of wine. "Drink this." I drink it all immediately and you offer me a second glass. "Ok. That first one was so you could relax. Take your time on this one." I nod acceptance and take the second glass.
I sit down at the breakfast bar on a bar stool. You are arranging food on a tray. Nothing heavy. Fruit and sauces like chocolate and whipped cream. You walk up to me.
"Are you ready?" you ask.
"Yes," I respond.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Better."
You take my glass of wine and place it on the counter. You open my legs and step in closer. My dress easily rides up and exposing my matching panties.
"Crotch less?"
"Yes, Sir."
I feel you fingers exploring my mesh panty finding the slit.
"Very good."
One finger enters my cunt. I gasp. As my mouth opens, your mouth covers mine. Not kissing, talking to me. Asking me how it feels. I just moan. Then another finger. I moan again.
"Is that what you want, baby?"
"Yes," I moan.
Another finger; three total! Slowly...in...out...in...out...
I try to say your name but your thumb is rubbing my clit.
"You have something to say?"
"Yes...yes...mmmm"
You remove your hands from my cunt.
"How do you taste, baby?"
You put your fingers in my mouth. I suck and lick them clean. You grab me around my waist with one hand. The other one cups my face and this time your kiss me for real. Deep, slow, passionate! I return the kiss.
You back away from me.
