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Anticipating Our First Meeting
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Anticipating Our First Meeting We had been flirting and chatting for months. The distance however, made it difficult, if not unlikely, that we would ever have the chance to actually meet face-to-face. I couldn’t help but think about what would happen if we did meet. Where would it be? How would we both react? No doubt, we would start off in a public place to make sure that we both were who we say we are and that the connection we had established online existed outside in the ‘real world’. So I closed my eyes and let my imagination wander……. We agree to meet in the lobby bar of the hotel where you are staying. No expectations or promises were declared but I did bring an overnight bag ‘just in case.’ Our eyes tentatively search for one another and when they lock in, the attraction is unmistakable. A silly, almost giddy grin crosses each of our faces. “Wow! This is almost too good to be true!” I muse as we both start making our way towards one another. A warm embrace followed by 3 quick pecks on the cheek (as is the European tradition) breaks the ice. Your cologne is as intoxicating as you assured me it would be. “Let’s sit over here.” we exclaim simultaneously. We had noticed the quiet corner with seats positioned beside one another rather than the standard booth. Polite conversation transpired. “‘How was your flight?” “Had you been waiting long? Both of us are tingling with excitement. The naughty twinkle in our eyes in the subdued lighting is the telltale sign that we both are hopeful about what is going to happen next. Thoughts of “Is he ever going to ask me to come up to this room for a drink?” “Was it too obvious that I brought along an overnight bag?” are racing through my mind. With an impish grin, you lean closer to me and whisper, “Shall we go upstairs and get more comfortable?” I can barely contain my excitement and almost stutter quietly, “I thought you would never ask.” Trying not to be obvious to the other patrons, you grab my overnight bag and we casually stroll over to the elevators. My heart is pounding but I dare not look anywhere else but straight ahead. In the elevator, thankfully we are alone. Trying not to stare, I couldn’t help but notice the growing bulge in your designer jeans. Our hands casually brush against each other and it’s as if an electric current has shot through my body, igniting the arousal in my now damp panties. Glancing around, I noticed your room is at the far end of the hall. “Oh God. I hope later this doesn’t become the “walk of shame,” I chastise myself. You quickly key the entry and as the door slams shut and before any lights can be turned on, you push me up against the wall. My overnight bag is tossed aside with a thud. Your hungry mouth searches for mine, as you silently grasp the sides of my face. Your body is pressed up against mine, your erection pushing against my thigh. In response, I thrust my hips towards yours, as arousal and anticipation dictate my movements. My fingers slide inside your jeans, brushing against your boxer-briefs in search of your cock. As they curl around your engorged erection, they release it from the confines of your briefs. My thumb slides across the swollen head, now leaking pre-cum. Your lips do not leave mine as you gently pull my silken, black panties to one side, sliding your fingers along the lips of my soft, warm, pussy. An audible gasp escapes my mouth as you feel how wet and hot I am. Your fingers frantically search for my swelling clit as I greedily stroke your cock. Still kissing me, you push me harder against the wall. I fling my arms around your neck as you lift me off the floor. Your jeans have fallen down over your hips and your rock hard cock searches for my soaking wet pussy. You raise me up even higher, until my legs instinctively wrap around your waist. You roughly push me downwards, lowering me onto your anxious cock. My wetness makes it easy for you to slide deep inside me. Banging against the wall, you plunge your cock up inside me, harder and faster. We are both groaning and thrashing around, your cock pounding in and out of me like an out of control piston. You continue to kiss me ravenously. I am panting, gasping almost uncontrollably and yell, “Oh my God Charles, I am going to cum!” You shout encouragement, “Yes, baby, cum, cum all over my cock!” My entire body shudders as my orgasm explodes, soaking your cock. I can feel your body react, spurting streams of your hot cum up inside me. We lean against the door, temporarily spent, your cock still inside me, as our combined juices slowly dribble out of my pussy and trickles down my creamy, white thighs. Amazingly, both of us are still fully clothed. As you withdraw your cock from my swollen pussy, the scent of hot sex permeates the air. As you lower my feet to the floor, my legs are trembling as I look into your baby blue eyes and ask, “Charles, can I suck your cock, and lick it clean?” Before I can drop to my knees, the shrill ring of my alarm clock jolts me awake. ‘Damn, why does that always happen?’ I mutter and wonder how I am going to face the rest of my day. Have you fantasized about meeting someone for the first time?  |
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Does fantasy match reality? Please feel free to share your experiences!
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Now I need a cigarette. And I quit smoking years ago. Sexy story! Yes, I've fantasized about first meetings lots of times. Getting there is half the fun. Okay...maybe one third the fun. All right, I'll go as low as a fourth but that's my final offer. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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8/31/2018 3:02 pm |
Well it's the thought that counts...
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8/31/2018 3:15 pm |
Nice plot twist at the end (probably should have seen it coming but didn't).
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Great story! Do you only fantasy fuck guys named Charles?  I've never travelled far for a rendez-vous. She would have to be as amazing as the lady in your dream for me to do that.
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8/31/2018 3:16 pm |
first meeting is always so intense and exciting
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8/31/2018 4:17 pm |
Yes! Very much like reality with a woman I met. We spent the weekend. Going out Saturday morning for breakfast, then more lovemaking, then sight seeing, then more love making, then dinner, then dessert! I cant remember how many times we had sex that night, but Sunday we were exhausted. Sunday evening we both left for different destinations. Your description is spot on for me!
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Just you. Embrace the suck
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Hot and steamy story. Fantasies are truly a great aphrodisiac... ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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That's an extremely hot fantasy, and I can't say I am much of a fantasizer as I am more of a doer..lol.. Great read it really heated up my afternoon thank you so much for that I needed it.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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9/4/2018 4:27 am |
Ahhhhh....... that was SO nice~! Ask what happened and I'll tell you. Jimmy B. My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy.
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9/5/2018 4:45 am |
The story hit close to home. I can easily imagine myself in that position. The hard-on was rapid and full by the time I got to the elevator in the story. Within 4 minutes after finishing the story I had an incredible orgasm that rocked my world to the point that I passed out. Haven't done that in a long while. Your prose is getting better Luv. Jimmy B. My blog JimmyB7474 is called Into The Woods (erotica) entertaining stories about a guy named Jimmy. Enjoy.
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Bravo, for a beautiful description my lady ! Cheers - P
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9/16/2018 6:14 pm |
This is a fantasy I have played out in my mind before...so hot. And every detail is very close to how I see it in my mind...
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10/31/2018 7:54 am |
Anther great story, easy to picture ones self in side it. Does Fantasy match reality, I'd have to say, sometimes yes, sometime no. It depends on the people involved and the Fantasy. And yes, if you're going to meet someone, you have to have thought about what that meeting would be like. At least, for me, I know I have.
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Anther great story, easy to picture ones self in side it. Does Fantasy match reality, I'd have to say, sometimes yes, sometime no. It depends on the people involved and the Fantasy. And yes, if you're going to meet someone, you have to have thought about what that meeting would be like. At least, for me, I know I have. Thank you for dropping by and offering your perspective.
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