This story was written for one of my favourite readers/ writers. You know who you are, and thank you for your help with the Spanish!!
All characters are over 18 years of age. Comments and messages appreciated.
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I was at the airport bar, having a glass of bourbon as Ieagerly checked my phone. I grinned to see that I had a message waiting for me in my secret messaging app I used.
Lucia had messaged. I glanced around me, making sure that no one could see my screen and, satisfied no one could, I opened it.
It was a photo of a young Mexican girl, 18 years old, naked, leaning back against her headboard, smiling at the camera. She was completely naked, her legs bent at the knees, but spread, falling away at angles. Her bald pussy was glistening. Her tits were round and full, nipple a darker shade than her tan skin, and were obviously erect. Her pretty face beamed at the camera. I read the message.
I can't believe you are actually coming to take my virginity today, daddy!!
I was glad that my lower half was covered by the table I was sitting at. I was hard as a rock thinking about my upcoming meeting with Lucia later that day. I was traveling thousands of miles, leaving my oblivious wife at home, to fuck a young girl I had met online because she enjoyed the stories I wrote.
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If you asked me why I started writing and publishing erotica on Literotica, I do not believe I could give you a full and satisfactory answer. I had been reading the site for some years, had an idea for a story that I wrote out and, after a very short time hemming and hawing, published it.
I was happily surprised when it got favourable responses so I decided to keep writing. That is pretty much it.
Connecting with readers, well that was a surprise, but I always enjoyed their messages and emails. Usually the messages were complementary and asked for more, sometimes making requests that I change aspects of how I write to better fit their own kinks.
I thanked them for their compliments, let them know I was continuing to write, and that while I appreciated the feedback, I was going to continue to write what turned myself on.
A few correspondences turned into flirty exchanges and I have to admit, I loved this. Knowing that I was getting some woman off with my words was incredibly sexy to me, and doing it in a more intimate way was even better. Some of the flirty ones deepened to exchanges of sexts.
It wasn't until I started exchanging emails with Lucia, however, that things moved beyond just words.
What had started with her emailing the secret email account I had set up to handle my erotic writing and publishing, escalated quickly.
I learned, over a series of exchanges, that she loved my stories and I had inspired her to write her own. I quickly looked up her writing and found it incredibly well written, extremely sexy and revolving around older men and 18 year old girls.
What became obvious pretty quickly was that she had based the male characters in her stories on the men in my own, and, she admitted, the girls on herself.
'You know,' I had written to her in an email, 'that's interesting. I base the men in my stories on myself. And if you write your characters based on you, then it's like you are writing about *us* fucking!'
She loved that and told me that it made her very wet and horny.
I learned more about her as we corresponded. She was Mexican and, though you would not know it based on her writing, English was her second language. She was 18 and, I found out, again surprised, she was a virgin. She based what she wrote on her own imagination, her physical needs, and what she had read on the site. It was within four emails that she was calling me daddy.
It was all very exciting. I let her know that I was in my early forties, old enough to be her father. She did not care, and seemed to enjoy that more. Her youth and enthusiasm invigorated me, inspired me. It was not long before the messages ceased to be about what we were writing and devolved into sexting, each of us describing what we would like to do to one another, how I was touching myself, how she was touching herself.
All the while, I was thousands of miles away, I married to a woman I loved, who had always been, and remained, my best friend. It was wrong, I knew, but the sex life between my wife and I had become stale. After 15 years of marriage our sex knife had fizzled and grown stale. We tried to fix that aspect of our relationship but nothing seemed to work. Her sex drive waned as mine remained the same, or even grew.
Flirting and sexting with this young Mexican girl filled a need in me and, I rationalised, it was harmless. Nothing could really happen. We were so far apart.
Within a week we had abandoned email for a chatting and photo app. I was not always available due to work and life commitments, and she had college, but every moment we could we spent together on there, exchanging messages and, finally photos and videos.
It started with her asking about my cock. She wanted to know if it was like how I described it in my stories. I took a deep breath and crossed that line. I was already hard from our exchanges. I slipped off to the bathroom and pulled my cock out of my jeans. It was thick, filling my hand when I gripped it. About seven inches long, uncut, with precum already making the purple head shine in the bathroom light. Thick veins ran over the top of it. I snapped a photo and sent it.
I held my breath. That was so stupid, I thought. She wouldn't want to see a dick pic! I waited, cursing myself, convinced that I had misjudged the situation and I had ruined it.
I had to wait five minutes for a response and was trying to resolve myself to the idea that this was all over.
Finally she responded.
'Oh daddy! Thank you! I couldn't hold back! I just made myself cum looking at your cock!!
I heaved a sigh of relief. I hadn't ruined anything.
She followed up with a photo of her own, the first one she sent me. It was a close up of her pussy. It was shaved bare, pink between her lips. I could see her tan skin, round ass and thin legs.
I jerked my cock and quickly came right then, looking at her photo.
More photos were exchanged and finally videos. Over the course of several days I saw more and more of Lucia.
She was beautiful. Her young fresh face was framed with dark hair that hung to her shoulders. Her eyes were the colour of honey. Her build was slim but she had nice pert breasts with nipples that begged to be sucked on. Her pussy was bald, and had lovely lips that I yearned to part with the head of my cock.
She got to see me. I was in decent shape for a man in his early forties. I had a blond beard that was going grey. My hair was a bit thinner than it was in my youth but I kept it trimmed neatly in a barber cut. My eyes were very blue.
She may have been a virgin, but she knew her own body and her needs. She sent me countless videos of her pleasuring herself, switching to moaning in Spanish. I could not usually understand the language, but it was hot. When she came she switched from calling me daddy to Papi and that made me even harder.
We would imagine what it would be like if we were not so far apart. We talked about what we would do to one another. We both fantasised about me taking her virginity. She had not even sucked a cock, she told me. We both wished mine would be the first.
We carried on like this for several months before my boss came into my office one day. I had been texting with Lucia. Nothing too sexy, just telling one another about our days, but I laid the phone down when he entered.
"Hey," he asked. "You speak Spanish?"
I shook my head. I knew a bit of French but that was about it.
"Ah. Too bad. Well. No one else here does either. So, I guess we are sending you down to Mexico in a couple weeks. We are expanding our stores to that market and we need someone on the ground for about a month. That ok?"
I blinked, barely able to comprehend what he was saying. I was a junior executive for a retail company and often travelled for work, either opening stores or fixing problems at them. In a year I was on the road for over a hundred days.
