John and Me Ch. 01

We met on line through our writing of erotica. We had been reading each other's stories. Many writer focus just in the sex, breasts, pussy, cock, put it in, cum and it's done with perhaps too much vulgar language. Our styles were so complimentary. We both focus on the build up of the story with romantic overtones, foreplay that builds the sexual tension and anticipation until it explodes in a mind blowing orgasm for both.

His name is John. He is an English gentleman, a bit older than me. He is a romantic and from his writing, I knew he knows how to treat a woman, how to make love to a woman. We seemed to hit it off quickly from the start. Our emails to each other from one side of the world to the other were getting very, very hot.

I would lie in bed, imagining his hands caressing my breasts, his lips on my nipples growing hard in response, his tongue teasing my clit, orgasm building while I had his cock in my mouth, then pounding my pussy until he filled my pussy with his love juice. Oh such sweet dreams.

We finally decided we had no option other than meeting in person to see if that magic that existed on line would be there when we met face to face. John booked an open ticket to LAX.

The day finally arrived. I didn't know what to wear. I chose white lingerie, pretty front clasp unlined bra that highlighted the shape of my breasts and my nipples and high cut satin panties. I chose virginal white. I'm no virgin but if it went well, it would be our first time. A satin tank top, cute skirt just above my knees, 3 inches heels and I was ready to go to meet John in person.

I was nervous as I sat in the foreign arrivals area. Then the doors opened and there he was, pulling a suitcase looking like he had just flown half way around the world. When he saw me his eyes sparkled and he had a broad smile. We embraced and it was clear the sexual chemistry we experienced on line was there in real life. I felt his hard cock as I ground into him. My nipples got hard, my panties started to get wet. I wanted this man and he wanted me.

Hand in hand I lead him to my car. When I popped the trunk, he noticed a small suitcase.

"It's quite the drive to my place John. You've had a long flight so I booked us a hotel room for tonight. We'll drive up to my place tomorrow."

We made small talk on the short drive to the hotel. I kept glancing at the bulge in his pants, my panties we're getting wetter every time I looked. I could see John glancing at me. My skirt had ridden up giving him a full view of my legs. My nipples were poking out, easily visible on my tank top. Despite the small talk, the sexual tension was at a fever pitch.

I had already checked in so, when we got to the hotel, we headed straight to the elevator. When the door closed, John put the suitcases down, put his arms around me, drew me close and started to kiss my neck while he spooned me and started to fondle my breasts.

"John, they have cameras in the elevator."

He stopped immediately. When the door opened he picked up the suitcases and followed me to the room. Even before the door clicked shut he dropped the suitcases, reached out, pulled me towards him. He started to nuzzle and kiss my neck while his hands snuck under my tank top. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my butt. His hands found my breasts. He started to massage them. My pussy started to tingle and get wet. I grind my butt into his cock.

"You are so beautiful." you whisper in my ear with undisguised lust in your voice..

As I spin around and raise my arms to hug you, you raise your arms and my tank top is flying across the room. I pull your face down towards me. We start to kiss passionately, our tongues desperately thrusting into each others' mouth.

I step backwards, pulling you towards the bed. I feel you unzipping my skirt. It falls to the floor. I stumble against the bed, sitting down. I grab your pants, in one motion, yank them down with your shorts.

Your cock springs out in front of my mouth, a drop of pre cum forming on the tip. Without thinking, I lick the the drop off, kiss the head and take you in my mouth, swirling my tongue over the head. You moan and try to pump.

"I want you so bad. I want to make love to you."

I pull my mouth away. Your cock, stiff, with my saliva glistening, pulses with anticipation.

"Fuck me John. Fuck me, just fuck me."

I scoot up on the bed, stretch my legs and put my heels on your shoulder. You reach out, grab my panties and pull them up, trapping them on your face. You take a deep breath.

"Oh god, your pussy perfume..."

You move your head, untangle my panties from one heel. I spread my legs you move forward, your cock teases my pussy lips then...

You thrust forward entering me as I thrust forward, my pussy devouring your cock, the pleasure increasing the deeper you penetrate until you are buried in me. The lust on your face mirrors mine. You withdraw, I hook my heels into you pulling you back. You drive your cock in, I meet your thrusts faster and faster until....

My brain explodes with such an intense orgasm that I lose all sensation except your cock thrusting in me then you thrust hard, I feel your cum filling my pussy, then thrust a second time and again I feel your cum and then thrust a third time, my pussy milking the last few dollops of your cum deep inside me, then you slowly collapse on me, your cock still deeply imbedded in my pussy.

As we slowly regain our breaths, I can feel you slowly start to shrink and gently pull out of me. I can feel some of your love nectar slowly leak out of my cum filled pussy. We snuggle together basking in the afterglow.

"I don't what just happened. I've never.."

"I just wanted you, like I've never wanted anyone.."

"I think I'm in.."

"Lust. We are in lust. After getting to know each other, after all the sexy emails, the anticipation building, then finally meeting, our first time could only be.."

"Fucking. Pure simple fucking John. Now we can discover and get to know each other better. We have all the time in the world." I said as I gently placed your hand on my breast and held it there.