Charlotte’s Web
The train rattled over the points, slowing, and I looked up from my magazine. I could see we were finally drawing into the station at Edinburgh, and the sudden realisation that this was finally it made my heart beat faster. What would Lisa be like? Would she like me?, I thought. After all these months of eMail, phone calls and meeting in chat rooms, we would finally meet. We had exchanged pictures of course, but I knew that I had picked better ones to make myself look good, and wondered if Lisa had done the same. There were a few more minutes before the train would actually arrive, but I was now too nervous to concentrate on the magazine. I toyed with it restlessly, planning my exit from the train.
The train drew out again, and my heart was in my mouth, and pounding. This is it! It was almost too much- I felt like turning and running, but the train was leaving; I was now committed. Maybe Lisa wouldn’t turn up.. I suddenly thought, both fearing and in a strange way hoping this. The platform was still quite crowded, and so far I hadn’t spotted Lisa, nor moved from the spot a few feet from where I had disembarked. As the crowds grew thin I could make out the slim figure of a lone woman beyond the ticket barriers. She was looking a little forlorn, searching the faces of the streaming crowds, but I was too far away to see her clearly. It must be her, I thought, but still couldn’t be sure. I picked up my small weekend case (I was travelling light), and started to walk towards the figure. Halfway, she waved, a little tentatively. My heart leapt and I waved back. This is it!!!
Despite my nerves I broke into a huge grin and started to trot more quickly towards her. “Charlie!!!” she yelled, running to the barrier. By now I could make her out much more clearly, and the eager beaming smile on her face set my mind very much at rest. The ticket collector waved me through, and dropping my case I ran up and embraced Lisa. It was very natural and all trace of awkwardness was instantly gone. It was as though we were old friends, which, in a way we were. “Let me look at you!” Lisa said, stepping back. I smiled, and for the first time I could see just how she looked. She was pretty, but not what you would call stunning, with quite long and full brown hair, brown eyes and a pretty nose, speckled with lots of freckles. She was very slim and petite, and wore a simple cotton shift printed in a simple floral design. She was lovely, and right away I knew I had made a good choice. “Oh Charlie!” she exclaimed, “you are gorgeous!” I modestly waved away the remark, this was always the adjective she used. She had a lovely lilting accent- I was familiar with it of course, but hearing it ‘IRL’ was a heart-melting experience. We hugged once again, but refrained from kissing- it was a rather public space. I felt suddenly so excited, a tingling feeling low down in my abdomen complemented my pounding heart. “Come on!” said Lisa, “I have my car outside, let’s get going”. I picked up my case and we walked hand in hand to the car park.
As we drove through the busy streets Lisa was talking non-stop about the city, the places we passed, the gossip of the last few days, and most of all, how excited she was about me coming to stay with her for the weekend. Certainly the feeling was mutual, and I felt so high at the prospect of the fun we were going to have. I wondered exactly what we would be getting up to- certainly our online chats and phone conversations had been extremely wild at times. I had come prepared, but the reality of the situation compared to the phone and the chat rooms was really quite different, and something I had been unable to fully anticipate. “So darling...” Lisa was saying, “I hope you are not going to clam up on me and be shy- remember what we talked about?” I certainly did. “I want to play that out for real.. no holds barred” she said.
“Of course lover,” I replied, “I’ve brought everything we might need” I indicated my case lying on the back seat.
“Oh god Charlie, I’ve waited for this for so long.. ever since our very first chat online I have wanted to meet you.. and here you are in my car!” Lisa hitched up her dress and I could see her thin white panties were quite wet in a thin dark line right down the slight bulge of her crotch.
I giggled “I see you’ve made a start!” I said.
“Charlotte, I haven’t stopped frigging myself all morning thinking about what we are going to do!”
Lisa’s flat was on the ground floor of a large converted Victorian house, set up high off the road. We climbed the steps to the front door, and Lisa unlocked it and ushered me through. It was tastefully decorated, though not richly- I’m sure Lisa could not afford much but she had done very well nevertheless. As soon as the door clunked behind us, Lisa embraced me in the darkened hallway, natural daylight filtering through from the room next door. I was quite a bit taller than her, and more fully built- she felt like a waif in my arms, and I kissed the top of her head tenderly. She looked up into my eyes, and I slowly bent my head, and we kissed. The first kiss was such a sweet release- all the time we’d known each other we’d both longed for this moment, the feeling of lips on lips, the real touch of a warm feminine hand. Lisa started to gently stroke my breasts through my blouse, and I stroked her arms and back, all the time kissing and getting more and more sexual with it. My tongue traced her warm mouth, lips, teeth, tongue, and she responded in kind, rubbing my nipples harder to erection. “Charlie...” Lisa whispered, “please come into the bathroom. Now.”. She led me by the hand and we went through to the back of the house where the bathroom was. I could hardly take in the details of the flat, but it had a lovely intimate warmth to it, I felt. The bathroom was surprisingly spacious, tiled in black and white on the floor, with pure white basin, toilet and bath. I knew what I had to do- we had discussed this so often... and here we finally were. I shrugged off my jacket, and sat down upon the closed toilet seat, smoothing my thigh-length black velvet skirt, and motioning for Lisa to come and sit. She wrapped one arm around my neck, sitting on my lap, legs closed together. We kissed again, this time very ardently and wetly, and Lisa fumbled to undo the buttons of my blouse.
“Hang on” I whispered, “let’s get this bra off.” I reached round and unclipped it, and working the straps over my left hand, slipped it off from beneath my blouse.
“Neat!” Lisa whispered, and slipped her arm between the unbuttoned folds to fondle my bare breasts. We kissed a little more, then Lisa bent and took my nipple gently in her mouth and started to suckle like a baby. I gasped with pleasure, feeling a tingle shoot down my spine and pull at my clitoris. Lisa sucked and licked expertly, and I felt that I could almost come from this alone. Lisa’s eyes were closed and she was clearly enjoying herself. Suddenly, I started to feel it- at first just a vague warmth where she sat, but then I could feel the wetness. Lisa didn’t break for a second from her task, but, as we had talked over so many times, she was simply wetting herself! I gasped as I realised what was happening- I knew it would, but the real feeling was almost overwhelmingly pleasurable. Then the smell of her pee wafted up and filled my senses, and I almost came with the sheer wanton lustiness of it. Her wee soaked straight through my skirt, my tights, soaking my knickers, then rolled off the toilet seat and splattered onto the floor, steaming in a little yellowish puddle. Other rivulets ran down my legs, dribbling into my boots, forming dark wet tracks on the surface of the whitish tights I was wearing. Lisa stopped and looked up at me, grinning.
“Oh darling” I gasped, “that’s fantastic.. don’t stop!”. We snogged heavily as she continued to piss herself, soaking her own dress and panties. We continued to kiss as she finished, then she broke off and looked down at herself, opening her legs a little. Again, the smell of warm pee wafted up afresh, and I suddenly felt more horny than I think I had ever before. Lisa pulled up the hem of her dress, and I could see her knickers were now utterly sodden, and the crotch was quite yellow with pee. “That was a lot!” I exclaimed.
