We had finally decided to meet. It was going to be a quick hi-how-are-you-kinda-thing and see how things went. I was so nervous about what you would think of me and how I looked. And I was pretty sure you were thinking the same thing. In fact, I can imagine you were probably thinking of canceling. But I had told you I was showing up no matter what. I wondered if we would hug? Kiss? Touch? So many little things to analyze and we both had an hour drive to do just that.
We would meet at a quiet park with lots of trees and walking trails about an hour from each of our respective cities. We had both anticipated this day for months. It would either be a huge disappointment or an intense meeting. If it were disappointing, we’d both return to our homes after some brief conversation. Intensity could mean we would end up making out or sharing ourselves completely with each other. Anxiety owned me today.
An hour later I arrived at the spot that we had agreed upon. You were already there waiting. My heart raced as I saw your car window cracked and you sitting inside, behind the tinted windows. I saw the window roll up as I pulled in next to you and got out of my car.
I walked around the car and up to the drivers’ side of your car as u rolled down the window. Our eyes met for the first time…both blue, both sexy, both anxious. We smiled and giggled out loud. The giggling was more to lighten the mood I think. But it suited us both, as our conversations over the past months had been lots of talking and joking and laughing together. We spent the next few minutes with the same kind of joking and chatting we had been doing over the past few months. It was special to finally see the facial expressions and words together. That was one of the best parts as well as seeing how you looked for an extended period of time. The pictures I had seen had not done you justice. You were a beautiful and sexy woman and I wanted to kiss you.
Finally you were getting more brave and opened the door and got out of your car. When you did I had the opportunity to observe your body without making it incredibly obvious what I was doing. You were every bit as sexy as I had anticipated. You were nearly 9inches shorter than myself and your height, or lack of it, made you seem so fragile and feminine. My eyes were immediately drawn to your breasts, which were perfect in my own opinion. Your hair was short and sassy which I loved, and it matched your attitude to a T. Your legs were smooth and tan. And your shorts hit about mid-thigh making me wonder what u looked like underneath them. If that secret was anything like the rest of you, I hoped I wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.
I was becoming more and more attracted to you as we sat on a nearby bench and talked. We were just enjoying each other’s conversation as we had over the past months, and finally I had to kiss you. I leaned in toward you and you reciprocated. Our lips met. We held the kiss as if captivated. I opened my eyes and saw you peeking. I didn’t mind.
I moved my hand onto your lap and you met my hand with yours. I reached and grabbed the other one as well. We held hands and kissed more intensely…our tongues entwining and mouths opening further to accommodate. My hands fell loose of yours and began massaging your sexy legs as we kept kissing. I couldn’t get enough of your lips and I dared not look into my own lap, as it was probably fairly obvious that I was excited. We finally broke our kiss after nearly twenty minutes. I was hard as a rock and really wanted to be alone with you more intimately. We decided a walk in the woods might help us find some more privacy. But I assumed we probably wouldn’t make it far down the trail. We held hands and talked about the kiss as we walked. We both decided how much more sexy each other was compared to the pictures we had traded.
As we strolled down the trail, I stopped and turned toward you again. I wanted to taste your tongue again. I kissed you softly and you kissed back. The kissing became more heated as our tongues explored each other’s. They licked and wrapped together and intertwined in my mouth, then in yours. My hands slid down to your sexy ass, as we kissed. It felt good in my big hands. I pulled you closer. And at the same time my tongue delved into your mouth, I pulled your body tight against mine. As I did my hardened cock pushed against your tummy. I knew you felt it and could tell you did not mind when I felt you push harder against it.
I loved the feeling of touching you and being kissed by you. I wanted it to last forever. My hands finally released from your ass as we kept kissing. They slipped down just below your ass on your thighs then back up to the small of your back. I felt your flesh as my hand rose and noticed your shirt was untucked. I slid my hand up the back of your shirt, feeling the soft flesh on your back. I knew the rest of you would be that soft too and I couldn’t wait to find out.
I pulled you harder against my still stiffening cock. God I wanted to be inside you more than ever. You pulled back and reached down, feeling my cock through my pants. It felt so good to be touched like that. That feeling that I had missed—being made to feel like a passionate, sexy man, who was still wanted by someone. As you pulled away to touch me, I took advantage and reached between your legs as well. I felt the warmth of your pussy nearly burning through your panties and jeans. God you must be on fire, I thought to myself, as I undid the buttons on your Lucky shorts. I stepped over a half step to get a better angle as I reached inside your jeans. I felt a wet patch on the front of your silky panties. The thought of your pussy dripping into your panties out of lust for me made me even harder. I felt you unbuttoning my jeans as well. Desperately and erotically, you reached inside my jeans and straight down my plaid boxer briefs to feel my stiff cock. It was warm and hard, yet soft and smooth to the touch. The rest of the world had disappeared. I wanted you here and now.
As I rubbed your pussy through your silky panties, I could feel your knees weaken. It was almost as if you were going to cum. At the same time your hand kept stroking my cock up and down simulating an erotic fucking. Your hand was moving beautifully and felt amazing on my cock. Finally, between our kisses and ministrations, you whispered to me that we must find somewhere to sit or lie down.
We kept kissing and began walking on down the trail a few hundred feet where we found a picnic table in a little clearing. It was perfect.
When we finally reached the table, I helped you step up and sit on the tabletop. At this point I backed up and looked at you, smiling. I was finally going to eat your pussy--the pussy I had dreamed about, had craved for months. I had wondered how it looked, how it felt, and how it smelled and tasted. And now I would know.