Internet Rendezvous

"What the hell am I getting myself into?" was all I had been thinking for the last two hours. He had called me before he left to make sure I still wanted to go through with it. To make sure I was really up to this first meeting of ours. I had been thinking about calling it off until he called, but just hearing his deep sexy voice on the other end of the line made my knees go weak and reaffirmed my decision.

Sam and I had started chatting online several months before, and we had been strictly friends at first. I was involved in a serious relationship, and had no intention of betraying my man. We became close friends, and I shared with him the ups and downs of my relationship while he gave me advice. Then one day we started innocently flirting, jokingly at first. But the joking quickly stopped as we became more aware of just how attracted we were to one another. Our conversations started getting intensely sexual, and I began getting aroused by the fantasies we shared with each other. I was to continue, intent on being faithful, but I was unable to control my lust for him. The time had come to stop playing and meet at last. I told myself that we were meeting only as friends, and that I would remain loyal, but deep down I knew how badly I wanted him.

We had finally settled on a date and time to meet, and the plan was for him to pick me up at my place, have a few drinks and let nature take its course. Finally, the moment of truth had come, and I paced back and forth in my living room anxiously awaiting his arrival. My mind was racing and my body was tingling in anticipation as I began imagining the two of us together, slick with sweat, exploring each others bodies, playing out our fantasies. I kept imagining him in my mouth, the taste of him, the smell of him permeating my senses, driving me wild. I pictured him tasting me, licking and sucking until I was writhing with immense pleasure. I was so aroused by those thoughts that my clit was throbbing, my body was hot and my senses were reeling with the intensity of my desire. I leaned against a wall, slipped off my silky panties, and lifted my skirt. I began pleasuring myself desperately, and imagined him watching me as I probed and caressed myself. I had been just about to reach my peak when all of a sudden a car door slammed in the distance.

My hand froze in place, and panic set in at the thought that within moments we would be face to face at last. As I heard heavy footsteps approaching I snapped out of my daze, took several deep breaths and tried to calm myself. I walked to the mirror by the door, took a quick glance and then paused as I realized that my cheeks were flushed and my eyes were a bit glazed over. Bedroom eyes were staring back at me, and I wondered if he would notice how incredibly aroused I was. He rang the doorbell, and I was struck with the sudden thought that I was still bare beneath my skirt. I looked around frantically for my discarded panties, but they were nowhere in sight. I finally gave up as he rang the bell again, and I walked to the door and paused with my hand trembling on the knob. A million thoughts were running through my mind, a million sensations through my body, and then, as I opened the door and saw him standing there, everything halted and time stood still.

His head had been bent down, and as he brought it up and looked at me with intense gleaming eyes, my knees went weak and once more I was filled with intense desire. I just stared at him, speechless, unable to move and afraid that I would not be able to get an intelligible sound out if I tried. We stared at each other for a moment, each of us spellbound at the sight of one another. Finally, a slow smile broke across his face. "Aren't you even going to say hi, sexy?" he asked, chuckling a bit. And all at once, the spell was broken, my mind woke up, and I smiled back at him. "Hi, sexy!" I replied, gently laughing. "Well, are you going to come in or are you going to stand out there all night?" I asked as I winked at him. And with that, he grinned as he entered my home.

I closed the door, and slowly turned around to face him. He had stopped only a couple of feet from where I was standing, and we both stood there gazing at each other for what seemed like an eternity. The air was electric and thick with the sexual tension that had been building for months. I could feel it pulsing through my entire body, and I was once again unable to move. I wanted to offer him a drink, or a seat, or something, anything at all at that moment, but couldn't bring myself to speak the words. Slowly, he began moving towards me, closing the gap between us, as if being pulled by some invisible . He lowered his head, and his lips gently grazed mine. It sent shivers down my spine, and my whole body began tingling. He pulled back slightly, and then kissed me again, a little less gently. Our lips parted as I kissed him back, our tongues mingling as we tasted one another. I could feel his hands exploring my body, and mine his, tentatively at first and then more fervently. Our kiss deepened, became more intense, more savage, and our hands began ravaging each others bodies. He backed me up against the door as we quickly eliminated our clothing, all inhibitions lost, all concept of modesty gone.

No longer were we gentle with each other, as our need for one another was uncontrollable. He lifted me up onto him, my body straddling his in midair. He began kissing my neck heatedly, and I felt his erection rub against me, the heat from it and the friction driving me wild. I needed him at that moment, but I wanted to taste him so badly, needed to have him in my mouth. I had fantasized about it for so long! I pushed him away from me slightly and slid all the way down his body until I reached what I desired. I flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue, trailing it around the head and finally taking it slowly in my mouth. I took him in little by little, teasing him, pleasing him until he was groaning audibly. I could taste the little pearly beads of his pleasure and it nearly brought me to my peak. My pussy was dripping wet, swollen and hot with desire. Done teasing him, I took all of him in my mouth frantically and began to move faster and harder until he could take no more. He was on the verge when he pulled me back by my hair and lifted me up onto him in one swift movement. He slammed into me hard, the sensation of it nearly jarring me senseless as I orgasmed immediately, my juices flowing all around him and dripping down his thighs. We stayed that way for a moment, enjoying the feel of each other. Then, with his hands on my cheeks, he began moving me up and down him, slowly at first and then building up speed, driving into me deeper and harder. Our bodies were glistening with sweat from the intensity of it, slapping together with each downward movement. He was breathing hard, groaning with the effort of trying to hold out as long as he could. He thrust into me harder still, and I couldn't control myself any longer as I began moaning loudly, almost screaming with the orgasm he was bringing me to. I felt it growing deep inside me, filling me with fire as I threw back my head and arched my back. He slammed into me one last time, squeezing my cheeks and grinding into me, groaning and shooting deep inside me. I held onto him tightly as we remained in that position for a bit, exhausted and satiated. He finally grew limp and slid me down the length of him, carefully standing me up along side him. My knees were so weak they almost buckled, so he lifted me up, carried me into the bedroom, and collasped on the bed with me still in his arms. Still breathing heavily, we both drifted off to a euphoric sleep.

I awoke a couple of hours later to him staring at me. With my desire curbed, I was immediatlely self conscious and attempted to pull the sheet over my naked body. After all we had just done, we were still practically strangers and I was not used to being bared so completely. He put his hand over mine, abruptly stopping me from covering myself. He was staring at me with intense eyes, and my body's yearnings began awakening once more with the thought of what lied in store for me next.