Love in a Paring Lot

After talking for months online there was so much anticipation my skin was buzzing when we met in real life for the first time. You're pictures did you no justice and my tummy fluttered as you looked at me through long lashes, you're sparkling white teeth gleaming through the acutely trimmed goatee that frames your mouth. We had spent nights talking on the phone, spilling our deepest fantasies, groaning into each others ears as our bodies trembled with pleasure.

You were a gentleman, gave me a tight hug, paid for my coffee and let me pick where we sat. As I sat across from you, I searched your face for a hint of the desire I was feeling. Hoping that somewhere in there was the man who said he wanted to kiss every inch of my body and fuck me until my body shivered with too much pleasure. There has been so much talk of you just coming back to my place so we can ravish each other, my body is overheated just being near you. I let my mind wander, thinking about how the remainder of this date could go. As you tell me about your past week and the travels that have brought you to me, I begin to daydream about what lays ahead.

After we finally finish our coffee, we decide to go. You walk me to my car, realizing that we actually parked right next to each other we laughed lightly. While we chatted in the shop it had begun to snow and the streets were bare as the weathermen had been predicting several feet of snow. The icy parking lot was slowly becoming white as snowflakes clung to our hair and clothes.

You stood in front of me, extending your arms for a hug. We had already embraced once and I was disappointed that you were not going for more. But, as you held me tightly, I could feel your heart beating hard inside your chest. I inhaled your scent, your musk filling my senses and overwhelmed by my desire I tilted my head slightly, and gently placed my lips against your neck. Your body shivered against mine momentarily before grasping the nape of my neck, pulling my face to yours. Your mouth smashing sloppily into mine, a slight groan escapes your throat.

You press your body hard into me, pinning me against my car and kissing me hard. I can feel your cock getting hard and pressing against my leg. We are alone in the parking lot so I feel bold and run my hands up and down the length of your pulsing member through the now tight fabric. You groan into my mouth, moving your kisses to my neck. Biting just below my ear, making me moan and grasp your cock harder. Embrazened, you kiss down my heaving chest, freeing a pert breast from my shirt, sucking the hard nipple into your mouth.

My hand still stroking your hard member through your pants. Your mouth moves back to my ear, your breathing ragged and voice filled with desire as you beg me to let you take me. Your hand moves from my breast, leaving my nipple exposed and hardening even more in the crisp air. You're eyes locking on mine as you place your hand gently on my thigh, slowly tracing small circles until you reach my damp panties, I gasp as you pull them to the side, feeling the wetness between the swollen lips of my aching pussy. A moan of wanting escapes my lips as your fingertip brushes against my hardened clit. your deft finger circling harder and faster as I my hips into you, breathing hard into your mouth your lips closing onto mine.

I glanced again around the empty parking lot, there really was noone around. I pulled back slightly, watching the snowflakes land gently in your hair, finally I can see the wanting in your eyes. Pleading with me to give myself to you. I turn, letting you press me harder into the car as I inch my skirt up between us. Pulling aside my soaked panties you slowly guide your hard, throbbing cock inside my dripping pussy. I groan, as you trust hard into me, your huge member stretching my tight hole. Slowly we rock into each other, my body pressed against the car. You brush my hair aside, lightly biting my neck. Telling me how much you love my pussy, how much you love my body.

You brush your fingers over my hand, shaking me from my day dream. I am still sitting in front of you in the coffee shop, my breathing heavy and face flushed, you ask if everything is okay. I glance out the window, watching the snowflakes falling fast and heavy. I tell you that I am fine, and that you should probably just come home with me. Don't want to risk driving in weather like this.