Anna... Where do I begin...
It's been so long since the beginning. That day, so many weeks ago, and so much since then... Anna first contacted me through a story. Something id written online. An erotic story, of course. It had driven her wild she had said. Both her mind and her body. It had shocked me at first. I didn't think anybody had noticed my stories. Not until Anna at least.
So we emailed a few times. Things started to get interesting. The more stories I sent her, the more and more excited she got. Every response I had seemed like she was enjoying herself more and more. It seemed like her orgasms were getting more and more intense, and that was only through the emails. Photos were swapped, and we decided to go a step further.
We both got on msn, and within minutes, the conversation had turned interesting. We decided to turn on the webcams. I had seen her body in the pictures but nothing prepared me for the awesomeness of her perfect body. A natural blonde, tall, slim, and curvy. The most perfect pair of breasts I had ever seen lay so close under her bra, but in reality so many miles away. Her perfectly rounded ass in a lacy thong and her shapely legs were driving me wild. She started to tease me, stripping her clothes slowly. I could feel the bulge in my trousers getting bigger and bigger... I had to release it from the strictness of my jeans and boxers, and I saw the look in her eyes as she saw it escape. The rest of her clothes dropped to the floor, while one finger went to her lips, the other went between her legs, while she wished both of them were the pulsing cock she saw on the screen.
Within minutes, she had taken herself to her first orgasm, legs spread over her chair arms, and hands moving from the keyboard, to her nipples and then to her wet pussy and back. Trying to type, all I received was garbled messages, but I could see on webcam exactly why. She had three more orgasms from the webcam and the dirty stuff I was typing before I finally couldn't hold it back and squirted hot cum all over my chest. That was the end of week one. Since then, a lot has changed.
We got a lot of phone and webcam sessions in, both sending each other wild, and finally decided we had to meet up. We chose a date, and found a hotel. 7:00pm she was supposed to arrive. I was there first, and decided to prepare things for her. I ordered up some room service. Champagne. Lots of champagne. As I changed into a dressing gown and waited, I grew more excited as it got closer to 7. I constantly turned from the clock to the chilled champagne and to the door, waiting in eager anticipation, my cock eager for the pleasure and the teasing awaiting me. That tight, wet pussy, those soft succulent breasts, and that perfect ass. I had to control myself so hard not to relieve myself.
Suddenly I heard the door knock. Opening the door, all of my dreams came true. Standing in front of me, there she was. A tight, black dress hiding what I so desired. Those slender, sexy legs, leading up to that taut, perfect ass. Her slim waste leading to her breasts. Those perfect spheres, hidden just behind her tight dress. I had to control myself pouncing her in the hallway. She pushed me backwards into the room, kicking the door shut behind her and shoved me onto the bed. Grabbing the champagne from the side, I opened it, pouring two glasses. I handed her the first glass as she knelt on the edge of the bed, crawling her way up the bed towards me.