I had never done any chatting online until a friend introduced me to a game site which involved chatting. The first few times were nothing spectacular. I had been playing cribbage mostly. One day I decided to go to dominoes. That’s when everything changed.
I started playing with this guy. I checked out his profile, which I find most chat rooms have. It was very interesting. We had a lot of the same interests. Well, mostly sex and…. more sex. So I started a flirty chat with him, just to see where it would go. Surprisingly I found myself getting very aroused.
Our writing quickly grew more erotic and we began to share more details about ourselves to each other. We began to talk more and more – almost every day. As we got to know each other we realized we had a lot of the same fantasies. We haven’t actually met; this will be our first time.
We have arranged to meet at an airport in a small city near where I live. I am wearing the outfit he sent me. A white sheer blouse unbuttoned halfway to my naval, (no bra of coarse) a silky black micro mini skirt, (no panties) and 3” black high heels.
The black and white theme will play out. You see I am very pale white with dark hair and eyes. I recently found out that he is black Puerto Rican. My heart did a jump when I found that out. I’ve fantasized about having a man like that. But I’m very nervous since we all know the stories about black men being “large” and I’ve heard that Puerto Ricans are incredible lovers. I just hope I wont be a disappointment to him.
I hear his flight being announced arriving at gate 2. I move to sit so that I’m facing the gate so I can see him the instant he comes in. He sent me a picture so I would know whom to look for.
Is that him? He is even more handsome in person. He’s wearing a black suit jacket and pants with a white shirt. His tie is loosened at the neck. I’ve always known he cares very much for his appearance. Mmmm – this man is so fine.
I stand to greet him. He has a big smile on his face (a “Kool-Aid” smile we like to call it). He walks up to me, looks me up and down, drops his carryon bag on the floor, and heaves a big sigh as he wraps his arms around me for the first time. He feels so strong. He breathes heavily on my neck and whispers, “You look so good in that outfit. Better than I could have imagined.” He then pulls his head back, looks me in the eyes and kisses me passionately, hard on the lips. His hands slide down to my ass and give it a big squeeze, and in doing so lift my skirt so that the bottoms of my ass cheeks are exposed. I hear women gasp in distaste, but the men are chuckling and smiling.
I’m having a very hard time controlling my self. This man, this beautiful man has just given me the most passionate kiss I have felt in ages. I can feel my pussy starting to moisten with just the kiss.
“Let’s go get my bag,” he says as he leads me away toward the baggage claim. As we reach the turntable I cant control myself any longer. I wrap my arms around him and start to kiss him again. Passionately nibbling on his lips, my tongue probing his warm, sweet mouth. As he gives his tongue to me I gently suck on it and squeeze it giving him a small ample of what my mouth is capable of. He moans, “Wait baby, there’s my bag.”
As he picks up his bag I rub his ass and back. I haven’t dared to touch his front yet, still nervous as to what I might find.
“Are you wearing any jewelry?” he asks
“Of coarse for you.” I answer as I flash him a boob to show him a nipple ring very quickly.
“Mmmm – anything else you want to show me?” he asks with that big old Kool-Aid smile.
I take his hand and guide it to my moist pussy so he can feel the clit holder- the silver one with red beads, my favorite. Just the touch of his hand there sends me reeling, wanting more. We are walking outside now to the parking lot and to my pickup. We walk around to the back of my truck and he puts his bag in. I move in between him and the tailgate so that my breasts are rubbing on his chest. It’s a little chilly out and my nipples are very hard. As he looks down at me I know he can see down into my blouse. I take off his tie. I unbutton some of his shirt buttons. And slowly run my hands down his chest, his bell and finally to rest where I’ve been so afraid to touch. Mmmm – his cock is already hard and large, as I had expected.
He reaches behind me and puts the tailgate of my truck down. He then lifts me up and sits me on the edge. He spreads my legs and takes a step forward so he’s standing between them pressing his groin into me. He grabs the back of my hair and pull my head back so he has full access to my neck. He knows what I like. He bites and sucks on my neck. I’m getting wetter and hotter by the second. “We’ve waited to long for this.” He says to me.
“Yes.” I agree with him.
I reach between us and unbuckle his belt, and then I unbutton his pants and slowly unzip them as he is supporting my back and kissing his way down to my breasts. I reach in and pull out his large black cock. (He doesn’t wear underwear either – I like that.) I start to stroke it with my hand, up and down. It’s so hard and long. Longer than what I’m used to. “You’ll have to be gentle with me.” I tell him.