Our First Meeting: Chat One
We have been such close friends/sisters in the online chat room. Her name is brandy and was the best person for me to get acquainted with on the internet. I am michelle and was very new to the whole world of chatting online. I’m the kind of girl that likes excitement and a good friendship and was looking for someone to connect with. It had been awhile since I had been serious with anyone, and the last experience I had with my ex-fiancée was very distressing. That, for me is ancient history, but let’s just say that I don’t see myself dating another man for quite awhile.
It was within the first week of my new online exploration when I met her. Her name was and is Janna’s beautiful brandy. Now the chat room that I was in had a BDSM theme. This excited me because I like very much to be spanked when having sex and had explored that kind of relationship without much success. After reading some BDSM fiction I felt it was time to see if I could find someone to talk to regarding that kind of lifestyle. From my reading I came to the conclusion that brandy was submissive to a Domme name Janna. So I took a chance in saying “hi” to brandy in hopes of striking up a conversation. It was at this time that I notice a Miss Janna in the room and felt that I should acknowledge Miss Janna’s role as Domme to brandy and said “hi” to Her as well. This was one of the best things to happen to me in the chat room ever.
I will make a long and wonderful story short by saying that Miss Janna and brandy decided to take a chance on me and welcome me into T/their family. This was the all time best ever event for me online. I have grown to love and care for Miss Janna and my sister brandy. T/they have given me a wealth of knowledge into the Domme/sub relationship and I am forever in T/their debt.
My sis from the very beginning has looked out for me and helped me in this often times confusing world of BDSM. I understand now that it was out of caring and need to keep the reputation safe for my new Mistress and sis. If I was to misbehave not only would it make me look bad, but most of all it would tarnish the reputation of my Mistress and sis. Through O/our growing relationship, both in respect and love I began to ache for a meeting with my sister.
I was so excited the day she said that she wanted to come see me and meet for real. We had decided on a weekend that would work for both of us and she made the plans to visit. I had taken some personal leave days from work so that I would be sure to spend every last moment I had with brandy. I was a real mess that proceeding week with nervous excitement. I could only hope that the love and passion we shared online would be equally matched in our soon to come real life meeting.
I will never forget the day that I drove to the airport to meet and take home the girl that I had begun to have such loving feelings for. I had her picture in hand and waited by the jet way in anticipation. People kept streaming in and as each one past by I could feel my heart beat quicken, knowing she could be the next one off the plane. And then it happened. I saw her walk through the exit. It was like a breath of fresh air. Her eyes sparkled and her face displayed a nervous energy that matched my own.
“brandy!”, I called out. And our eyes met for the first time. She stood there looking at me and I at her as we both closed the last bit of distance between us. My arms wrapped around her in a hug that can only be shared by two long lost friends who are reunited from a long period of separation. It felt so wonderful to finally hold her in my arms. I could feel the nervous tension drain from her body as her lips touched my cheek in a soft kiss. We held the embrace for long moments before parting to look at each other in the face again.
Her smile was golden, and mine felt like it was going to split my beaming face in half. We have both typed the word “hugggggs” so often, and I know how much I wanted to feel her for real. The joy that this touch brought had me floating on air.
“You are so beautiful brandy” I said smiling at her.
“Oh michelle, you are prettier than I could have ever imagined.
To hear her voice ringing in my ears sent chills down my spine. I could feel myself getting wet from this small connection. The weekend held such promise for me that I wanted to get it started as soon as possible. We walked hand in hand to the baggage claim, and then continued to the car. The whole time talking back and forth about her flight, how I was, how was work going, etc. I was happy to find out that as brandy started to relax she became as talkative as she has always been online.
The drive to my home was much the same. I held her hand the entire way, giving it little squeezes and looking her way with a big smile on my face. Every squeeze and smile was returned in kind.
As drove up and got into my apartment we stopped at the door just inside, dropped her bags and looked at each other. The silent gaze we gave each other spoke volumes. Simultaneously our faces closed together and our lips touched, softly pressing together. I could feel both ours hearts pounding as our chests came together in our embrace. Her soft lips melted in my own and our tongues met for the first time. A soft moan escaped my lips as our kiss grew in passion.
“Oh brandy, this feels so right. I’m so glad you came.”
“michelle, you feel so good in my arms, and to finally kiss you. “I don’t want to rush you, but I need to have you so bad. I got so excited as the plane came in for landing.”
“My hopes exactly brandy.” I replied as I took her hand and lead her to my bedroom. We stood in my room and slowly helped each other undress, kissing body parts as they were exposed. I laid back on my bed looking at her sexy form as she pulled my panties from my ankles, licking my lips as I caressed my nipples to full hardness.
“I have been waiting for this for such a long time.” She said as she laid down next to me.
“Kiss me more brandy, I never want to forget how your lips feel.”
Leaning over me, she brought her lips back to mine and kissed me deeply, our passion building with each passing second. I felt her hand slide down my body, running along the side of my breast to my hip. My hand at the back of her head, fingers running through her hair pressing our faces together.