I was waiting patiently at the airport for what seemed like an eternity. Waiting by baggage claim is so boring when the person you're there for is not around. It used to be so nice when we were allowed to wait at the gate so that we could greet the person we was waiting for as soon as their feet touched the ground. Alas, those days are now no more which is how I found myself waiting not so patiently in the baggage claim area of the airport. I had been expecting my Swedish sweetie for a while now. We'd been talking online for several months and were both finally able to meet in person. The conversations we'd had online had been stimulating in more than once sense of the word.
Every time I saw his name pop up on my messenger service I felt my insides clench and contract. Now, in just a few moments he would be here and everything we had talked about would have very real possibility of happening. I had put on my very favorite purple dress which flowed all the way to my ankles but was cut very deeply at the neckline. My new bra picked up my tits and pushed them together which created a rather impressive display of cleavage. I had neglected to wear panties because I planned on surprising him when he arrived. I was so busy that I almost missed him walking towards me.
I recognized him from the pictures he had sent me from time to time. He was not so tall by comparison to the men I spent most of my time around, but still about 4 inches taller than my 5'6" frame. He was well built though not skinny. He was carrying a medium sized suitcase towards me from the baggage carousel. He was wearing comfortable shorts with an elastic waistband and a short-sleeved button down shirt. A smile burst out on both of our faces as we caught sight of each other. I quickly walked towards him and his pace soon caught up to mine. He set down his suitcase and wrapped his arms around my waist as mine found their way around his neck. He kissed me softly at first but the feeling of excitement passed between us and the kiss quickly built to one of passion and excitement. We stopped kissing and I moved my mouth to his ear.
"Now, let's get you to my car so I can suck that gorgeous cock you've been teasing me with all this time."
Then I nibbled his ear quickly before setting myself back down on my own feet. I turned around on my heels and took his hand in mine. He picked up his suitcase and followed close behind, a smile trying to eat his face the whole way to the car.
We put his suitcase in the trunk of my car and then he climbed in the passenger side while I got behind the wheel. We looked at each other for no more than a couple of seconds before we practically attacked each other. We got as close as the seats in my Jeep would allow and then we were all hands and mouths. We were kissing so deeply that when we parted we were both gasping for breath.
He looked in my eyes as he brushed a piece of hair out of my eyes.
"I have wanted to do that for six fucking months."
Then he kissed me again but not for as long. Now it was my turn to make a confession.
"There's something else I've been waiting six fucking months to do."
I reached toward his shorts as I kissed him again. I could feel his cock straining against the material of his shorts. I felt his breath quicken as my fingers moved along the outline of what felt to be the biggest cock I'd seen in years. He moved his mouth to my neck and began nibbling along my shoulder to my ear and back as I reached into his shorts to feel him in the flesh.
He helped me push the shorts down his hips which allowed his fantastic cock to breathe free. I continued stroking him while he tried to kiss me, though apparently I was better at hand jobs than I remembered because his breath kept catching in his throat as he was about to meet my lips. He sat in front of me, with his mouth slightly open and his eyes rolling back in his head which gave me a thought.
I leaned forward and started kissing along his neck as I continued working his cock with one hand and unbuttoning his shirt with the other. As each button came free I would plant a kiss where his shirt had been closed. I leaned the seat back a little for him as I reached the beginning of his happy trail. He leaned back in the seat and I continued my journey south. His cock was all that he had promised and more. It was more than two handfuls and then some. I trailed my nails light along the shaft and then quickly let my tongue dart out to lick the head along the seam.
He sharply inhaled as I felt his cock twitch in front of me. Then I licked long and well around the head before starting to take him into my mouth. At first, just the head and slowly as my saliva built up in my mouth I took more in. I would back up and let my hand slide the self made lubricant down his shaft before coming back up over and engulfing his cock with my mouth. When I had the whole thing slick I went down as far as I could comfortably go. As big as he was, that wasn't even half way down.
I was so hungry for his dick that I pushed myself to take more inside my mouth. I felt the head of his fat prick at the back of my throat and for a moment fought the urge to gag. I breathed in through my nose and took even more in. I was about three fingers from the base of his cock when I heard a deep guttural moan. I backed up off his cock and looked him in the eyes. They were burning with passion as I licked my lips and started to head back for more.
"Fucking hell, baby, you are so good at that. Fuck, this is so much better than just talking about it."
I sat up briefly and said "I've wanted to get this cock in my mouth since the first time you showed me your pictures. Mind if I keep going?"
"Fuck no, knock yourself out, babe."
I went back down on him and started sucking in earnest. What I couldn't fit in to my mouth I covered with my hand. I sucked his fat cock for what seemed like forever. I was getting so turned on by having my mouth full of cock that my pussy was getting so wet it was soaking my dress.
"Oh my god, babe, you have to stop."
I sat up and asked "Why?"
