Johnbarby
Male
My curiosity about the fascinating sex adventure land knows almost no limits. Everything that is legal and happens by mutual consent between adults, you know …
So I went into the world of the virtual, keen to experiment, to see what could happen there.
A long critical search led me to a reputable site that promised amorous meetings and maybe more. You never knew.
It took a few days before I made a date with someone who seemed suitable. We wanted to meet in a public place. Security measures should definitely apply. He agreed that I could take a picture of him on my cell phone and send it to a friend via email. Of course, many felt that something like this was delicate and some others flatly rejected it. He didn’t. It was also agreed that I would call my friend, to tell her what location we were going to, if it would go further between us.
If so, then a hotel anyway and then she should call at an agreed time to check whether everything is fine.
I can be wild and unrestrained, but I’m by no means tired of life.
It was a Saturday early afternoon when we met in a cafe. Ruben! What a beautiful name! Well, it could have fizzled out with a lack of tension between us.
But we were both lucky that the erotic tension between us was almost palpable. The photo of him was taken and emailed.
I found it adorable that he was so old-fashioned that he insisted on paying the bills in the café as well as the one of the hotel. I actually wanted to take over the respective share of course, but he insisted.
I had no idea that our intimate encounter would be so much more than just a number. Of course I told my friend over the phone, where we would be.
In the hotel room we both sat on the bed after we had gotten rid of our shoes. He looked into my blue eyes with his sparkling brown ones. We both reflected each other’s desires.
First he brushed back a strand of my very long, black hair. Then his lips bent on mine as if they were the center of gravity.
They touched me silky and gentle. Teasingly, the tip of his tongue asked to enter my mouth. I was only too happy to meet this storm and urge.
His tongue was agile and extremely vital when it wound around mine. I tasted the coffee aroma of his oral cavity when my tongue explored it. So it went back and forth. That went straight into my abdomen and excited me immensely. The locks started to open. Oh, I was more than ready.
The kiss seemed like a paradise on earth. We sank into each other. He could kiss! My dear!
Unfortunately it was over at some point and I could take a deep breath. His beguiling scent of sandalwood and his own natural smell penetrated deep into my olfactory cells. How my nostrils trembled.
His eyes were glittering, beneath his long eyelashes, when he licked my nose with the tip of his tongue and then did the same with my cheeks and temples. Wow! That did not miss its effect. I closed my eyes.
He spread fine butterfly kisses all over my face, on the lids, forehead, he missed no point. Then he turned to my earlobes. Both received the same treatment in succession. He took this delicate piece of attachment in his mouth, nibbled and sucked on it. I shivered from this feeling.
He then slid to my neck, sucking intensely on it. O yes! Hickey! I love that!
I arched my head back. He licked my throat and then gently blew on it. Uh!
His right hand went to my breasts. Some men tend to knead too roughly, as if they were rubber balls. He does not. He skillfully massaged and rubbed them through my thin blouse and bra. My nipples woke up and showed that clearly.
I unbuttoned his shirt and swiftly pulled it down. My fingers stroked his sternum and collarbones. I nibbled and licked them and his Adam’s apple, then dedicated myself to his breast buds. He groaned. Yes, his also ended their sleep and answered cheerfully.
He pulled me away to separate my blouse and bra from my body. He threw himself eagerly on my breasts to caress them with his mouth and tongue. I gasped.
He stripped my lower body and, to his sheer delight, saw that I was not wearing panties at all. He looked at my vulva and my southern lips with admiration and great pleasure. They already looked like an early morning meadow covered with dew.
He put his index finger beneath my navel and drove very gently into the hot, humid zone. I groaned. He put pressure on my pearl, which then decided to grow beyond itself.
The fact that we kept eye contact almost continuously was incredibly sexy and stimulating. He pushed me onto the bed so that I was lying on my back and he could comfortably dive between my legs.
A wondrous but fantastic electric shock aroused my nerves when his tongue met my extremely hospitable, sensitive clit. He was extremely adept. I had to have completely different experiences.
He kissed my outer and inner lips with his mouth and tongue. He was the sun and the rain that made my flower bloom and his cheeky tongue explored the tube of my chalice in search of delicious nectar. He got plenty of it.
The orgasm exploded violently over my body in a heat shower. He and I felt the contractions of the excited muscles.
Now I wanted my ambrosia from him. I jumped at him uncontrollably, with a wild look, nudged him onto the bed so that he was now level.
Story continues
So I went into the world of the virtual, keen to experiment, to see what could happen there.
A long critical search led me to a reputable site that promised amorous meetings and maybe more. You never knew.
It took a few days before I made a date with someone who seemed suitable. We wanted to meet in a public place. Security measures should definitely apply. He agreed that I could take a picture of him on my cell phone and send it to a friend via email. Of course, many felt that something like this was delicate and some others flatly rejected it. He didn’t. It was also agreed that I would call my friend, to tell her what location we were going to, if it would go further between us.
If so, then a hotel anyway and then she should call at an agreed time to check whether everything is fine.
I can be wild and unrestrained, but I’m by no means tired of life.
It was a Saturday early afternoon when we met in a cafe. Ruben! What a beautiful name! Well, it could have fizzled out with a lack of tension between us.
But we were both lucky that the erotic tension between us was almost palpable. The photo of him was taken and emailed.
I found it adorable that he was so old-fashioned that he insisted on paying the bills in the café as well as the one of the hotel. I actually wanted to take over the respective share of course, but he insisted.
I had no idea that our intimate encounter would be so much more than just a number. Of course I told my friend over the phone, where we would be.
In the hotel room we both sat on the bed after we had gotten rid of our shoes. He looked into my blue eyes with his sparkling brown ones. We both reflected each other’s desires.
First he brushed back a strand of my very long, black hair. Then his lips bent on mine as if they were the center of gravity.
They touched me silky and gentle. Teasingly, the tip of his tongue asked to enter my mouth. I was only too happy to meet this storm and urge.
His tongue was agile and extremely vital when it wound around mine. I tasted the coffee aroma of his oral cavity when my tongue explored it. So it went back and forth. That went straight into my abdomen and excited me immensely. The locks started to open. Oh, I was more than ready.
The kiss seemed like a paradise on earth. We sank into each other. He could kiss! My dear!
Unfortunately it was over at some point and I could take a deep breath. His beguiling scent of sandalwood and his own natural smell penetrated deep into my olfactory cells. How my nostrils trembled.
His eyes were glittering, beneath his long eyelashes, when he licked my nose with the tip of his tongue and then did the same with my cheeks and temples. Wow! That did not miss its effect. I closed my eyes.
He spread fine butterfly kisses all over my face, on the lids, forehead, he missed no point. Then he turned to my earlobes. Both received the same treatment in succession. He took this delicate piece of attachment in his mouth, nibbled and sucked on it. I shivered from this feeling.
He then slid to my neck, sucking intensely on it. O yes! Hickey! I love that!
I arched my head back. He licked my throat and then gently blew on it. Uh!
His right hand went to my breasts. Some men tend to knead too roughly, as if they were rubber balls. He does not. He skillfully massaged and rubbed them through my thin blouse and bra. My nipples woke up and showed that clearly.
I unbuttoned his shirt and swiftly pulled it down. My fingers stroked his sternum and collarbones. I nibbled and licked them and his Adam’s apple, then dedicated myself to his breast buds. He groaned. Yes, his also ended their sleep and answered cheerfully.
He pulled me away to separate my blouse and bra from my body. He threw himself eagerly on my breasts to caress them with his mouth and tongue. I gasped.
He stripped my lower body and, to his sheer delight, saw that I was not wearing panties at all. He looked at my vulva and my southern lips with admiration and great pleasure. They already looked like an early morning meadow covered with dew.
He put his index finger beneath my navel and drove very gently into the hot, humid zone. I groaned. He put pressure on my pearl, which then decided to grow beyond itself.
The fact that we kept eye contact almost continuously was incredibly sexy and stimulating. He pushed me onto the bed so that I was lying on my back and he could comfortably dive between my legs.
A wondrous but fantastic electric shock aroused my nerves when his tongue met my extremely hospitable, sensitive clit. He was extremely adept. I had to have completely different experiences.
He kissed my outer and inner lips with his mouth and tongue. He was the sun and the rain that made my flower bloom and his cheeky tongue explored the tube of my chalice in search of delicious nectar. He got plenty of it.
The orgasm exploded violently over my body in a heat shower. He and I felt the contractions of the excited muscles.
Now I wanted my ambrosia from him. I jumped at him uncontrollably, with a wild look, nudged him onto the bed so that he was now level.
Story continues
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