MEET

MEET MEET

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A couple one married, meet for the first time for a night of sex.

Summary

A couple one married, meet for the first time for a night of sex.

Content

Submitted: December 29, 2016

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Content

Submitted: December 29, 2016

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MEET

Today was the day.
We had known each other for months, An on-line affair.

I’m married, but we needed each other, we shared so much, joys and problems, laughter and tears,cyber sex.

A happy couple who had never met.
Never looked into each other’s eyes.
Never heard each other’s voices.
Never smelt each other. 
Never touched.
Strangers.
But no longer,

Today was the day we had planned to end that.
To finally see the glint in each other’s eyes  

Share smiles 

Inhale each other’s personal aroma. 

Taste each other, and finally FUCK!

We lived at opposite ends of the country, separated by two hundred miles. 

Four hours.
We agreed to meet part way. A Motel in the midlands, no facilities we didn’t need them, only a bed.
I would drive one hundred and twenty miles, and arrive at dusk. A whole night together.

I left home with an overnight bag and the first hour driving was a blank, in a daze which I was snapped out of by flashing and horn blasts,I had not switched on my lights.
Nearly there and my phone lit up, message from Tina “10 minutes darling” and a love heart emoji.

My heart was pounding, like a teenager on a blind date.

As I entered the car park and drove to the far corner as planned I saw your silhouette behind your wheel. Together we opened the doors between our cars and for the first time our eyes met. Yours golden and bright, your smile greeted mine, your curls bright and shiny on your jacket shoulders.

I held out my hands and as we touched like a fuse paper I pulled you in. Arms around you, our lips met, yours warm and moist, your scent hypnotising, Christ I needed you now.

My hands reached inside your sweater searching for your breasts, your nipples erect through the lace between my thumb and finger.
You pushed your hips forward and felt my erect cock between us, reaching down and unzipping, you release it from my boxer shorts, your long nailed fingers wrapped around pulling.
I unzip your skirt at the back and it falls to the floor. 

You step out leaving yourself in black stockings and high heels.

As I free your tits to the winter air you gasp and rub my end down the front of your nics. “Fuck” I breathed biting my lip as you raised your foot onto the wheel arch and support yourself on the door.
I crouched and slid your panties off kissing your stomach at the same time.

You pull me back up and our lips meet again as my throbbing cock enters you. Your head back as I push desperately up deep inside.

Supporting your leg with my hand under your thigh we move together like a finally tuned engine, Your cunt hot and wet inviting my cock deep inside spreading you, my heavy full balls painfully pressing against you, both of us moaning as I lift you off the floor and shoot my load pulsing deep inside spurt after spurt.

God we are perfect.

We held each other kissing and for the first time spoke. We tidied ourselves up and headed to the warmth of the motel were we signed in as Mr and Mrs Jones in front of the knowing smiles of the receptionist.

Tonight would be perfect.


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