I am a new writer and would love to hear constructive criticism. Also, I would like to thank LadyCibelle for her expertise in editing this story. I know I have a long way to go, but with everyone's help, I will make it. If there are any errors you may find, they were made by me since it has been edited by LadyCibelle. This is my first time to post an erotic story, so please be kind.
I am writing this story to Monica. She is an exciting and lovely woman I have had the pleasure to know. If Monica ever reads this story, I hope she likes it because it is the way I feel about her. Only parts of this story are fictional but I wish all of them were real. I have changed her name to protect the both of us.
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I met Monica on the internet and she wrote so beautifully, I could not grasp what she was saying to me. I felt a stirring in my loins that only she could put out. The way she wrote and the things she said were very intoxicating to me like wine to my ears. If she looked and acted the way she talked, I knew she was going to be one hot woman. I knew right then I would have my hands full. She was very passionate with her writing and she wrote like a Siren. We decided to meet for a picnic and talk to each other, just getting to know each other.
I arrived at the park early carrying a picnic basket which contained a blanket, some sandwiches and bottle of wine, sunscreen and linen napkins. She said that she was going to bring something special but it was a surprise and I would just have to wait and see. The morning we were to meet I thought the day was going to end before she arrived.
I saw her sashaying her way to the park and she looked just like the picture she sent to me. She was a goddess and I knew I would have my hands full with her today. She was wearing her red shorts and black halter top with walking shoes. Monica was carrying a small purse and did not seem to have the surprise with her. I did not mention it in case she had forgotten the surprise. She had long brown hair and walked with an air of confidence. She stood about 5'7' and had the cutest little wiggle about her. Her long tanned legs seemed to go on forever and she turned heads, men's and women's, as she walked towards me. She was smiling from ear to ear like she did not have a care in the world. I thought my lungs were going to burst because I had not taken a breath in such a long time. Finally, I remembered to breath and I felt the passion in her from a distance. She had not seen me; she was looking for someone in a red shirt like I told her I would be wearing. When she turned her head from side to side looking for someone in a red shirt, her hair bounced and flipped over one eye. She would use her finger to part her hair and tuck one side behind her ear. Her sparkling eyes locked onto my eyes and she laughed and I knew it was going to be a fabulous day. She came close to me and gave me a soft kiss on each cheek. Her perfume was so intoxicating it nearly drove me mad. I gave her a kiss on the lips and said "Hi." WOW was her response; I did not expect that from you so early.
"Are you my Leo I have been chatting with," she asked? I asked if she was the lovely, passionate Monica that I had been chatting with. She smiled and blushed and said, "Who else were you expecting?" She had a way with words which put me at ease immediately. I picked up the picnic basket and we put our arms around each other and entered the park, strolling like lovers. Again, I noticed that she did not bring a surprise and wondered what the surprise could be. She was a very passionate woman that had me wrapped around her little finger.
We walked through the woods hearing the bird's chirp, the wind gently blowing the tree leaves and Monica's hair waving in the wind.
We found a partially sunny spot and I spread the blanket down on the soft grass and listened to her hum a song. She said it was a song from a movie staring Cary Grant and she did not know the words, but she liked the melody. I looked into her eyes and saw the most gorgeous thing in my life, her. She sat down and patted a place for me to sit down. The only thing I noticed was a beautiful woman sitting on a blanket looking at me waiting for me to say something and I could not get anything out of my mouth. Monica came to my rescue and asked me some questions about my life. She told me some of her life stories and a joke or two. This was a woman with a sense of humor too.
Finally, she opened the picnic basket and pulled out the bottle of wine and a couple of sandwiches. She wanted to listen to me tell her all about myself and I wanted her to tell me about herself. She liked the ham salad sandwiches I had fixed. I opened the bottle of wine and poured each of us a little. She was lovely when she ate. He lips parted just a little at the corners and she dabbed her succulent lips after each bite. I poured some wine for each of us while we talked. I did not eat because she had me so aroused. The last thing I could think about was eating, but I did drink some wine. Her succulent lips parted and her pearly whites flashed at me before sinking into her sandwich. I though I had died and gone to heaven. She ate and we both drank some wine and were merry. We cleaned up our mess and I could not resist her. I leaned into her and softly kissed the side of her neck. She made the cutest little mewing sound and said, "I have you right where I want you."
I could not stop myself. I kissed the other side of her long soft neck and I could feel her breath become fast and shallow. I was not satisfied with my efforts and kissed her ear blowing softly in her ear and then I nibbled on her earlobe until she asked me to please stop. I stopped with great trepidation, as she requested, but my libido was going full blast. She rose and packed the basket and I started folding the blanket. I thought she was mad at me because of my rude advances and I just finished folding the blanket. I looked at her and she was smiling at me with her hands on her hips. She crooked her index finger and gave me that come hither motion with her finger as she walked deeper into the woods. I picked up everything and followed her like a lost puppy dog. I was carrying everything and not keeping up with her, so she looped her fingers in my belt and pulled me along. We walked deeper into the woods and finally we heard what sounded like running water.
