I was going through a second breakup with my crazy girlfriend. That's when someone gave me Erica's information and told me to contact her because we had a few things in common. I don't remember who I got her number from, but looking back, I'm glad I got it. I texted her, and at first, that's all it was, a few innocent text messages from time to time. Suddenly, one night the innocence was gone.
We had both been drinking when the texts started. At the time, I was on my farm in Virginia, and she was in Baltimore. At this point, we had been texting for nearly a month. So on this particular night, it didn't take long for our inhibitions to go right out the window.
She started with a text that said: I'll brb, I gotta go wash my vibrator off. I dropped it.
I wasn't sure how I was supposed to react to that. I asked her if that message was meant for me, and she assured me that it was, saying that she was tired of waiting for me to make the first move.
Honestly, I didn't find her all that attractive. Erica was a cute, kind of pretty girl, a girly girl, into makeup and fashion, but she was a little on the thick side. On the other hand, I was in a slump, and a piece of pussy sounded good. How bad could it be?
We continued talking dirty that night, going as far as sending each other pictures. I couldn't get her to send me a picture of her pussy, but she sent me several photos of her tits. A few were in a bra, a couple were nude. Her tits were huge, and they looked firm, firmer than most big girls.
I sent her some pictures of my cock. She told me it looked big and that she'd rather be fucking my cock than her vibrator.
We talked long enough to get each other off that night. After she told me she had made herself cum she sent me a picture of her vibrator. It was a big, pink cock complete with veins and balls. It was at least eight inches long and thick. I couldn't tell if she had cum or not, but it was apparent by how shiny it was that the vibrator was covered in her pussy juices.
The following picture I got was of her with the vibrator in her mouth. The fake balls were resting on her chin. That's when I knew I had to fuck her.
I sent her a picture of my cock with my cum running down my shaft so that she could see that she had made me cum too. After that, we both agreed we needed to pass out.
The following day, I woke up to a text from her asking when I planned to come back to Maryland. Before I could reply, I got a picture of her in matching bra and panties that she was wearing that day. That was the first time I had seen her entire body like that. She was kind of thick, but she was actually kind of hot too. She didn't have any fat rolls, her stomach wasn't too fat, and she had amazing, huge tits and a nice, plump ass. I texted her back, telling her I'd be in Maryland that weekend.
I went to Maryland that Friday afternoon. After a few texts, we decided to meet at one of my favorite watering later that night.
I had been at the bar for a couple of hours when Erica finally showed up at 10:30. Even though I had no plans of driving, I wasn't drinking a lot. I didn't want to be too drunk for our first actual meeting. Except for a couple of beers and a few shots, I had taken a couple of Percocet too. I was pretty much sober when Erica got there.
Erica didn't want to drink any alcohol since she would be the one driving us back to my townhouse in Hampstead. I told her we could leave as soon as I was finished with my beer that I had already paid my tab. She seemed a little relieved about that. There was no point in staying anyway. After all, the only reason we had met was to fuck each other's brains out. I finished my beer, told a few people bye, laid a tip on the bar, and then we left.
I followed Erica into the parking lot since I wasn't sure which car was hers. She led me to a white Mustang parked in the back of the lot. Walking behind her was the first time I had a chance to really check her out. She was kind of tall, about my height, 6' 1", but she was in heels and doing a fantastic job walking in the gravel parking lot. She was a little thick, but she didn't have that jiggle that so many thick girls have. She had a nice ass, and her tits were huge.
I only lived a few miles from the bar, so it didn't take us very long to get back to my townhouse. Jen was in the process of moving out, so there were boxes everywhere, along with the general disarray that comes with moving. Jen was supposed to move some of her stuff that week, and it seemed like she had changed her mind.
Erica asked what was going on, and I explained that I was going through a breakup. While I was talking to her, I took a couple more Percocet. Full of questions, Erica asked what I had just taken. I told her I took them to make sure I didn't get off too quickly. After that, she just started looking around. I suggested going upstairs to the bedroom to get comfortable, maybe watch a movie. She agreed that was a good idea.
When I got upstairs, I realized what Jen had moved earlier in the week. My bed. Everything else was in the bedroom precisely as I had left it. To say that I was a little pissed would be an understatement. Embarrassment shot through me as well when Erica walked in behind me. To my surprise, Erica didn't mind at all. She looked around, laughed, and said, "It's been a while since I got fucked on a floor."
That was reassuring for several reasons. Mostly because I thought she was having second thoughts. The bed wasn't really an issue for me. In the worst-case scenario, I would just go to a hotel for the night.
There was a stack of sheets, comforters, and pillows that Jen had been nice enough to leave. Erica walked over to them, "I'll make a place for us to lay. You start a movie," she said. A few minutes later, she had made a nice place on the floor for us to lay on, and Pulp Fiction was playing on the TV.
We laid down, and it didn't take long before we started kissing. We were lying on our sides, facing each other. I decided to test the limits, and I started moving my hands around her body. I started playing with her titties, and she just kissed me harder. I ran my hands down her sides to her hips. I kept it there for a moment before reaching back to grab her ass.
When I grabbed her ass, she moved her whole body, pressing harder against me. By now, my cock was hard and straining against my pants. I rolled over onto my back, and Erica followed me, keeping her lips pressed against mine.
Now I had one arm under her, wrapped around her, grabbing her ass, and I used my other hand to undo my belt and unbutton my pants. Erica had a hand on my chest. Once my cock was free, I grabbed her hand and moved it down to my throbbing member. She took the hint and started to gently stroke my cock while kissing me.
After a few moments, she pulled away from me, got on her knees beside me, pulled her hair back into a ponytail, then leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. She kept one hand on the floor between my legs to hold herself up. She continued to stroke my cock slowly as she sucked me off. She was only about 21, I don't know how many hard dicks she'd had in her mouth, but she was an excellent cocksucker.