Meeting the Student
Jo was listening to music on her headphones as the announcement came through.
"The next station will be Oxford station. If you are alighting at Oxford station, please ensure that you take all of your belongings with you. Thank you for travelling with Great Western Railways."
Her tummy fluttered again, as it had done a few times on the train up from London. She was on the way to meet her soon to be lover, and she was nervous. They had met in a chat room, and from there had progressed to emails, phone calls and finally video calls to ensure that each were who they said they were. All of this contact over several weeks had provided the level of trust to meet up, but Jo still had doubts about whether she should be doing this. She had had sex before with older men, but Andrew was three times older than her 21 years. As she gathered her belongings together, she pondered on why she was doing this, but what she couldn't deny was that her knickers were wet. She was turned on at the thought of having sex with Andrew.
She stepped down from the train on to the platform and followed the crowd through the ticket barriers. Andrew was stood waiting to one side on the concourse. He looked very stylish stood there in his black brogues, blue chinos and dark grey wool overcoat. He smiled as he saw Jo and gave her a quick kiss on the lips before taking her bag and moving through the exit to where his car was parked. There was a bit of nervous conversation about the train journey, but they had spoken on the phone before Jo boarded the train in London, so both knew the arrangements for the day.
Andrew had booked in to the hotel earlier, so that when he picked up Jo, they could go straight to the room with no awkward wait at the check in desk as the receptionist confirmed their booking and eyed them up and down. Jo settled in to the leather seat of the Jaguar saloon as he put her bag in the boot. It was only a short distance to the hotel, but Jo was glad to be able to relax in the seat. Her tummy fluttered again as she thought of the hours ahead. Andrew got in to his seat and leaned across for another kiss, this time a bit more passionate, before he pulled away, put the car in to drive and pulled out of the car park. Once on the road, his left hand rested on Jo's knee. His hand feeling the softness of the denim that Jo was wearing. Jo rested her hand on top of Andrew's, happy to feel his body after all of their cyber communications.
"I thought this day was never going to come" said Andrew.
"The last few days have really dragged. I was so nervous on the train coming up"
"Well at least you see that I am real, and I am so happy that this day has finally arrived."
Their hands grasped each other as Andrew turned the car in to the hotel car park. After parking the car, Andrew retrieved her bag from the boot, and they walked in through the entrance. They walked side by side, but did not hold hands, not wanting to draw attention to themselves. Andrew knew the way to the lift and Jo followed alongside.
When they got to the lifts, there was nobody else waiting. A lift arrived quickly, and they stepped inside. As the lift doors closed they hugged each other and had a passionate kiss. Jo's body, although it was wrapped in her coat, felt good to Andrew. It was slim, taut and youthful. The opening doors interrupted their kiss and they turned to leave the lift. A middle aged woman stood waiting for the lift. She had clearly seen them kissing as the doors opened and she gave them a filthy look as they squeezed past her. They walked quickly down the corridor giggling.
"She was just jealous that she wasn't being seduced by you" said Jo as the lift doors closed.
Smiling, Andrew took out the key card and opened the door, holding it open for Jo to walk through in to the room. Andrew picked up Jo's bag and followed her in to the room. Jo's coat was already discarded on the floor, and as Andrew carried the bag in to the main part of the room, Jo was already pulling her T shirt off over her head. As Andrew dropped the bag and stared, Jo's shoes, socks and jeans rapidly followed onto the floor. Jo stood there in her purple bra and thong waiting.
Andrew realised that this was no time for hanging up his overcoat, so he slid the coat off his shoulders on to the floor. He moved across to Jo and put his arms around her, enveloping her in his hug. His hands felt her back. Caressing her smooth warm skin and pulling her towards him. One hand slid down to feel her bum, pulling her lower body towards him.
"Somebody is pleased to see me" she said as she felt his cock pushing against her stomach through the layers of clothing.
"Of course I'm glad to see you, and to hold you. This is so much better than I thought it would be."
Jo smiled and started to undo his shirt.
"You are overdressed"
Andrew pulled at his shirt cuffs once Jo had unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it out of his trousers. After a bit of pushing and pulling, the shirt joined the other clothing on the floor. Jo purred as she ran her hand through his grey chest hair.
Andrew kissed her passionately, his tongue pushing in to her mouth. His hands were running up and down her body, stroking her back and bum, feeling the straps of her bra and thong. Jo pulled away and sank to the floor, and started unzipping his trousers. To avoid a very undignified undressing, he shuffled back to the bed and sat down. He quickly pulled his shoes off as Jo was already pulling his trousers down. Off came the trousers followed by the socks and they were both down to their underwear.
Jo crawled on to the bed, Andrew following. They lay alongside each other kissing passionately. Jo ran one hand through his chest hair whilst the other explored his thigh and felt his bum through his boxer shorts. His hands settled on her bra strap, and with minimum fumbling the bra clasp was undone. Jo shrugged the bra off down her arms, her 34B breasts shaking as she did so.
Andrew could not resist staring at Jo's breasts. He had seen them in photos and on a video call they had last week, but nothing could beat looking at the real thing. They were pert, pale with pink areole and nipples that were already hard. Suddenly, Andrew realised he could not only look but touch. He leaned forward and took a nipple in to his mouth whilst his hand stroked the other breast.
His tongue circled the nipple, coating it in saliva. He then gently sucked it in and out of his mouth. Whilst this was going on Jo was working her hand in to his boxer shorts, and pulling his cock out. She scooted round through one hundred and eighty degrees so that she could lick his cock like an ice cream cone.
Andrew licked his way down Jo's chest and stomach, moving closer to the top of the thong. His fingers preceded his lips and slid inside the thong. Moving down over her smooth mound, they reached her pussy. He slid his fingers all the way down her pussy, just separating her lips, feeling how wet she was.
Jo was licking the end of his cock. Circling round the head again and again. She was pulling his boxers down and eventually they were free from his legs. Just as Andrew was going to slide his finger in to her soaked pussy, she pulled away from him. Lifting her bum and pulling her thong off, she lay on her back and looked lustfully at Andrew.
"Fuck me Andrew. Fuck me now"
He smiled broadly and moved between her legs. Normally he would take his time more on the foreplay, but it was clear that she was very eager to take his cock inside her. His cock was wet from being licked and her pussy was clearly very well lubricated. He knelt between her wide open legs and moved his cock to her entrance. Supporting his weight on his two arms he slid inside.
It felt like small explosions were going off in his body, starting at his cock and moving up to his brain. This was it, this was the realisation of a dream he had thought would never come true. He was finally balls deep in a woman 40 years younger than him. It felt like his cock was encased in a tight warm wet velvet glove. Andrew had to pause just to savour the moment.
