Weâd been talking for about a month on the phone and online. He was finally coming to my town for a business trip and we planned to meet up. Weâd swapped pictures and hit it off so well over the wires it was more than exciting to finally meet this man who was still a bit of a mystery to me.
In our conversations we were comfortable from day one, never lacked for topics and before we hung up the phone both of us had masturbated to orgasm with thoughts of the other being there in person. Well the day had arrived when we were together in person and I can only say that it was better than any damn phone conversation!
Iâd hoped he wouldnât be disappointed with me now that we were in person. Iâm 5â8â with blonde hair, baby blues and a killer rack of 38DD. Iâm not a super model by any means though and I just happened to know that heâd recently gotten an eye full of porn stars and strippers from a recent trip to Vegas. So when I chose the outfit Iâd wear the night we met face to face, I shopped for days and tried on countless bras, panties and lingerie looking for just the right look. In the end I chose to greet him in my usual âphoneâ outfit so heâd see what I looked like all those times we talked. I wore a black tank top with spaghetti straps that barely concealed my tits. It was tight fitting and I had told him about how great my tits looked when I wore it. I could tell by his eyeâs gaze that he agreed with me. I also wore lose fitting flannel pants that were easy to slide my hands into whenever I needed to touch myselfâŠwhich was often when we talked. I was freshly showered and shaved and my hair was tousled in itâs usual state of âcome fuck me pleaseâ and Iâd sprayed my favorite body spray, Hawaiian Ginger, all over myself.
He looked just like his picture with long, wavy, dark hair and stunning eyes that pierced mine. Standing 6â0â tall and bullet proof I couldnât wait to live all the fantasies weâd talked about. Heâd also sent a picture of his cock and it was so thick I couldnât wait to wrap my lipsâŠboth pairâŠaround it. Of course with him standing in my door way I couldnât measure his girth with my eyes alone, so after I invited him in, I got busy to let him finally understand how he completely turned me on.
Iâm not sure what he expected when we finally met but Iâd been living this moment for five months now and had a very good idea of how I wanted the night to play out. Through our conversations he shared with me how he wanted to watch me masturbate and asked if Iâd follow his directions if he told me what to do. I of course agreed and once he was inside I led him to the chair where I always sat whenever we talked to show him âwhere the magic happens.â I pulled out the footrest and motioned for him to sit. I then sat in my chair and stared into his eyes.
âOkay babe, this is it. This is what youâve wanted everytime we talkedâŠ.to be hereâŠwith meâŠand watch me masturbate. You have made me so horny and made me cum so many times on the phone, itâs time for you to see what really happens on the other end of that wire.â
He was a bit shy at first but I could sense his desires. There wasnât a doubt in my mind that he was in denial that he was really sitting here with me in my apartment. Getting ready to watch me fuck myself silly, right there, in front of him. He stumbled over his words and so I took control again.
âCan I see your cock?â I asked. Looking straight in his eyes and biting my lower lip with the coyness of a schoolgirl. He didnât need to speak to unbutton his pants and with his ever-growing cock in his hands he started to stroke it for me.
This was so incredible to be experiencing a first time with him but also to know so much about him and know what turned him on. I knew exactly what he liked and I wasnât worried at all that heâd be cuming too soon. I knew he liked to tease himself and I also liked it when he teased me with his cock. But at the same time this all felt familiar to me, it also had all the excitement of a new lover because weâd never been face to face before.
Watching him stroke his cock was making me drip. He didnât have to ask me to touch myself, I willingly and unashamedly moved my hands against front of my tank top. Squeezing and twisting my hard nipples through the stretched material. I then moved one hand to my mouth and sucked a finger into my mouth as the other hand swept down my stomach and hid it self under my waistband. I gasped at my wetness. I was no doubt turned on but I didnât expect to be so incredibly wet when I first touched myself. With my hand buried down the front of my pants I scooted to the end of the chair and spread my knees to the sides. I loved looking at his face as his eyes strayed from my tits to my pussy to my eyes and back to my hands as they slid across my body.
âTake off your shirtâ he said. I was going to ask for his help but decided to let him keep jerking his nice thick cock for me instead. I pulled my hands from inside my pants and pulled my shirt over my head dragging my wet fingers across my belly and leaving a trail that was slick and shiny on my skin. With my tits exposed I grabbed at my nipples and pinched them with both hands. I writhed in my chair and ground my hips towards him.
âCan you lick your nipples?â he asked. I know I canât but I tried anyway in case my tongue had grown overnight. I could see in his eyes that he appreciated my efforts but was looking forward to more. âTake off your pants.â he said. As I slid them down over my hips and legs I was happy I didnât spend the money on lingerie.
When we talked on the phone he would tell me how heâd spread my legs as wide as theyâd go and drape them over the arms of the chair. I rose up and pulled down my pants. I stepped out of them and tossed them into the corner. I assumed that position now in front of him and exposed my very wet, very tight pussy to him. He moaned his approval and jerked his cock faster as his breathing grew more labored.
I quickly buried both of my hands in my pussy. I spread my lips apart and rubbed on my clit. I moaned and gasped as my fingers found my favorite spots. âOh Godâ he said. âWhat?â I asked innocently. âYou are so fucking sexy!â
âThank you.â I replied. âDo you like my pussy?â
âHell yes!â
I moaned and rubbed on my clit faster. âSee how wet you make me? Iâm like this everytime we talk.â
His eyes were molesting me and I couldnât believe how hot I was. I needed his cock though and begged him to let me suck it.
âBaby, I need your cockâŠ..it looks so good in your hands but would you please let me suck on it?â
He of course needed no further encouragement and nearly flipped my chair over as he stood, dropped his pants the rest of the way off, threw his shirt over his head and speared my face with his cock.
I greedily sucked it into my mouth and let him fuck my mouth as he fantasized about on the phone. I was pretty much rolled up in a ball under him with my legs now pinned over the arms of the chair and from the position I was in, I couldnât suck his cock the way I wanted to.
I motioned for him to back up for just a minute and quickly shifted my position so that I could suck his cock, let him fuck my mouth, and be able to look up at him all at the same time.
I slowly guided his cock back to my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and ran his cock over it sideways. I licked it from his balls to his tip and flicked the head as it bounced against my face. We both moaned with anticipation. Weâd talked a lot about me sucking his cock and now I was able to show him, instead of tell him, how good my mouth feels on his cock.
âmmmmmmmmm I do love your cock Mark. Itâs so thick so fat soooooo nice.â
I stuck out my tongue so it was fat and flat and banged his cock against it. I jerked it quick and slapped it hard. Moaning as I went.
âyeah babyâŠâŠSUCH a nice cock. mmmmmmm I love the way it feels on my tongue.â
I took the very tip of my tongue and traced the head of his cock. I licked and flicked the rim, ran it all around his smooth tip. All the while looking him straight in the eye. I slowly worked his cock head into my mouth. Swirling my tongue all around it. Letting him feel the wetness of my mouth. Then I opened my mouth wide and encircled his cock. I slid my mouth over his cock, but kept my mouth wide so no part of me touched him. I just let him feel my hot breath and the moisture on my tongue. I slid down the shaft of his fat cock without touching it as far as I could go. I breathed heavily and used just the tip of my tongue to caress the shaft a little. I reached with one hand and cupped his balls. They were heavy in my hand as I massaged them. As the moisture collected in my mouth I let him start to move his cock around. He slid it in and out, back and forth and as he tried to make contact with the walls inside my mouth or my tongue I would shift around so that he wasnât able to feel me. When I decided he had enough I clamped my lips around his shaft and held his cock in my mouth. Slowly I began to move my tongue about, swirling and flicking his cock with the very tip of my tongue. Rolling my tongue around him really building up the saliva in my mouth. And then I sucked it hard and slow back to the tip until it POPPED from my lips.
When I looked back up at him his eyes were tightly closed. He opened them then and met my gaze with the most intense look Iâve ever seen. The lust in his eyes was so great and I grinned as I bit on my lower lip and looked up at him. With the most innocent look I could muster up and the most angelic voice I have I askedâŠ