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My first meet
My first meet As I've not added or updated anything on my blog for some time, and where I can enjoy a good rant, I thought I would share the first part of the story I wrote about my first ever meet through one of these sites. It was some years ago now. We are still in touch, and do ocassionally still meet. And she never fails to impress, especially as she really enjoys being spanked and tied! X _____________________________________________ Trixy sent an email, "Well, I'm downstairs!". Tarquin replied "Best come up to the fourth floor then". I headed to the lift area, grabbing the key card from the receptacle on the wall. I was very nervous when I arrived at the lift. It was the lift on the left, as it was the only one moving from the sounds by the lift door. I moved back to the wall furthest from the doors. The lift was counting up, 1, 2, 3, my heart was in my mouth. I was still not entirely sure what you looked like? 4. Ping. The doors opened. You were waiting on the left of the lift, partially obscured by the opening door. You smiled and left the lift. I thought I was going to pass out with shock. It must have been written all over my face. I smiled and said your name. You left the lift. You said my name. I was shocked at how gorgeous you looked, obviously hiding something far sexier under your grey coat. I managed to regain the ability to walk and talk at the same time. Small talk was hard. Very hard. I'd been leaking at the excitement and the anticipation for some time. It was a long walk back to the room. Room 434. I walked in, placed the key card back in the receptacle and went over to my laptop and closed the lid. It would not be needed tonight. After all of those days and nights. Chatting. Exchanging messages. Pics. Videos. I smiled to myself, thinking of some of the things we had shared through that screen. Trixy sat on the bed, near the window. Trixy looked nervous. Tarquin was nervous. I went over to the window and gripped the bottle of Rose wine I had left there earlier and grabbed a pair of tumblers from the shelf. You asked "can we close the curtains?" and I replied "of course, the view is terrible" trying to lighten and relax the atmosphere but merely sounding equally as nervous. You went over and closed the curtains, I watched you, closely. I was struck by your smile. It was a broad, confident and beautiful smile. It was a smile I could stare at for some time. We were both sat on the edge of the bed. Which had a white cover and several large red cushions on top of it. I noticed your dress was black. Almost totally transparent at the lower part. I could see the bows on your stocking tops. You had stockings on! We sat and chatted for quite some time, you a quarter turned towards me, whilst I was leaning back on the bed. I had a better view of you from there. I could see your stocking tops from that position without being noticed. Or so I thought. You finished your wine, then finished mine. I laughed out loud saying, "oi, that's mine". You smiled sweetly and said "I know, it's tastes better". I touched your arm. It was as if I had been hit with an electric shock. It felt good. Very good indeed. I'd craved touching your skin for a very long time. We both stood. Holding each other close. You unzipped yourslef under your left arm, as I was already pulling your dress over your head. It seemed urgent. We were both in a hurry. You began unfastening my shirt, while I had my face buried in your neck, kissing that soft skin I craved so much. It tasted good. I was thinking about the other tastes I wanted to sample. I helped remove the shirt, pulling first the left then right arms out of the sleeve, not bothering with the buttons. The shock. You grabbed the button to my jeans, loosening them with ease, pulling them down with my underpants. You were descending with them, taking my cock in your hands. You were on your knees before me! Jesus Christ, it was in your mouth. It was so quick. Oh my God I though as my cock disappeared completely inside your mouth. All of it. All the way down your throat. That was a first. Ever. The sensation in my cock was truly amazing. I wanted to take your head in both of my hands, but satisfied myself with touching your hair, brushing it behind your ear. I could see all of your face, concentrating on my cock. I could not see my cock! If I had thrust myself in your throat I would have cum immediately, that was how good it felt. I concentrated hard on your face and not on the sensation exploding inside me. I did not want to cum so quickly, I wanted to touch you more, I wanted to taste more of you. Please you. Hear your breathing increase with the pleasure and release that redness of the neck and face. All that time we chatted I had been imagining the taste of your sweet and slippery wetness, I just wanted it in my mouth, on my tongue. To explore your completely smooth pussy, lick those lips, thrust my<b> tongue inside </font></b>you. |
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