Butterflies race through my belly as I watch the plane land. I'm so excited at the thought of finally meeting Scott, my internet friend whom I imagine myself to be in love with after months of online contact.
I've asked myself a million times "how can I truly fall in love with somebody through a machine?" I'm yet to look into his eyes, observe his body language. I hope he approves of the deep green long flowing skirt and black singlet I've chosen to wear. Will he like the smell of my perfume? How are his arms going to feel wrapped around me? Are the sparks going to fly when he finally kisses me? Is our love true? So many unanswered questions are flashing through my mind and I'm so close to finding out the truth I'm almost hyper-ventilating at the possibility of it not being my dream come true.
As the passengers disembark all the bad stories I've heard of internet meets gone wrong come rushing back. What have I done? This mans travelled half-way around the world to see me and I'm full of hesitation and doubt. I quickly chastise myself and try to relax as my eyes scan the passengers looking for his familiar face. I see him, he's looking as nervous as I am and I realize the same kinds of thoughts are probably going through his head too.
Our eyes lock and I take in his appearance. I'm very impressed by his attire, a pair of jeans and a trendy blue shirt which compliment his boyish good looks. We push through the crowded room to come together. He's everything I'd hoped for and more, as we embrace it feels so right. The tears start to stream down my cheeks and I cling to him, I never want to let him go.
We look deep into each others eyes and our lips are drawn together for our first kiss. 'Oh yes' the sparks are certainly flying between us as we are lost in the moment, oblivious of the crowd around us. After what seemed like an eternity we break the kiss, seconds later our lips lock together again but with more urgency. My nipples are as hard as his cock as our bodies give away the arousal we are feeling for each other. Another passenger accidentally bumps into us and brings us back to reality. He grabs my hand and we quickly retrieve his luggage, eager to leave the terminal and get to somewhere private.
He throws his suitcase in the boot and as we climb into the car our lips meet again, our tongues start to explore each others mouths with an urgency we can no longer control. I climb onto his lap as he sits in the passenger seat and we both start to moan as I grind my pussy onto his hardened shaft through our clothes. My body is screaming out for him to take me and I know he wants to penetrate me just as badly. I'm aroused to the point where I break the kiss and look deep into his eyes. I can see the passion he's feeling and I start to beg "oh please Scott, I want you more than I've ever wanted any man before. I've waited for this moment for so long, please Scott, make love to me, I need to feel you inside me and I know you want you me as desperately as I want you."
His eyes scan the car-park, people are coming and going everywhere around us and we are already attracting a fair amount of attention. "Let's get out of here" he recommends. "Would you like me to drive?" he asks, knowing that I would find it hard concentrating in my heightened state of arousal.
