Jayne is at it again!
If you don't already know. My name is Jayne, I am 25 years old, single and love to meet strangers from the internet and enjoy a evening of "discreet adult fun" my main goal in life is to live life to the full and have lots of sex on the way. All the stories I write have a 90% element of truth to them – its down to you to work out the fact from fiction..
I was due to go out with a friend for a pizza in a couple of hours and thought that I would surf the net, once again looking for an erotic encounter. There were lots and lots of males seeking females. Some with and some without photos. Being a girl that likes to see before I buy, I refreshed my search to narrow it down, so only ads with photos appeared.
Again there were loads and loads. I quickly scanned over the titles "A genuine man." "Wife does not understand me." God I thought, do these guys really think someone will reply to an ad like that. Then it caught my eye "Seeing is believing baby" I opened the ad and started to read.
"Hello I'm Jacob, I'm and very well hung black guy (see photo) looking to meet a fun and interesting lady. I love oral – giving and receiving, deep penetration and toys. I want no-strings attached whereby we either only meet once or if it works out, who knows, we might meet again. All emails will get a response from either me or my cock! So ladies what are you waiting for?"
Well I thought… And when I looked at the photo, I was purely amazed. "Can a man really have a cock that big? " Well let's email him and see. I thought. I replied to Jacobs's email telling him about myself and enclosed a photo and waited for a reply, I was also pleased to see that he lived in the same town as me. I carried on surfing the net and came across another ad that also caught my eye. Again I replied to that one.
Satisfied, I closed down my p.c. and went to get ready for the evening. I pondered on what to wear, as I was only going for a pizza, I did not need to be too dressy. I decided on a pair of jeans and a tight T-shirt. I called a taxi and waited for it to arrive.
After 10 minutes the taxi pulled up outside my house, tooted and I ran out the front door. When I jumped in the back.
"Evening love, where to?" said the driver
"Town please, the Pizza Palace" I replied.
After a few minutes the drive turned and said to me
"Hey love, am I right in thinking that I took you into town last week, you were wearing a red dress?"
"Yes that's right, Jacob?" I replied. Jacob, I wonder if he's the same Jacob I have just emailed on the net, I thought. Surely there can't be that many.
"That's me name lady, so meeting a friend tonight are you.?"
"Yes I am. Jacob daft question, but do you own a p.c. " I said.
"Sure do lady – why?" he replied.
"Oh nothing just wondering, that's all" I replied.
We drove into town and made small chitchat. I thought about my evening ahead and how I could spice it up a little. Then it dawned on me, I'd test Jacob to see if he was the same person and take it from there. I already had a feeling that he liked what he saw after the last time I was in his taxi. As we pulled up outside the pizza place. I jumped out of the car and paid him and said.
"Jacob, when you finish here, nip home, turn on you p.c. and if you like what you see in your inbox, you know what to do."
Turning on my heels I disappeared into the Pizza Palace. I could see my friend Colleen already there waiting for me. We exchanged greetings, ordered our food and ate. The evening seemed to just fly by as we chatted about what we had been up to and with whom! I told her all about my encounter with Jon and she in return told me all about her encounter with Jodie!
Colleen is not a lesbian; she's just like me. Enjoys sex either male or female. Every now and then, one of us will meet up with a guy/couple who would like to woman or more to the point see two women! When this happens one of us will call the other and happily oblige!
Anyway, the evening soon came to an end and it was time for us to make our way home. Colleen offered me a lift, which I accepted. She dropped me home and we said our goodbyes.
Once in doors, I turned on my p.c. to check if I had received any interesting emails. There was the normally "spam" mail and there before my eyes was an email from Jacob. I was keen to open his mail, but I thought I'd go and get myself a drink first and savour the moment. I went into the kitchen and poured myself a large whiskey walked back to my p.c. and clicked "Open" on his email.
"Well, well, well what a dark lady you really are. Yes that was me tonight in the taxi and yes lady you certainly rock my boat. I'm on-line now at ICQ and will be for a couple of hours. Look me up – if you dare" was his reply.
Now not being one to back out on a dare – I searched for him under ICQ and within minutes I had found him. I sent him a message.
"Lonely lady, seeking night time adventure – you know where to come"
"Are you serious?" Was his reply?
