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Date Posted: 04:25:42 06/12/03 Thu
Finally after 5 years of Internet and phone contact,
Marcus and I were meeting. Our bicoastal sexy
friend/Net-ship had been going on far too long and we
were both in a position to finally meet and consummate
this fiery, insane passion that we had built and grown
since the first time we orgasmed together over that
phone five years ago.
We decided to meet for New Year's. I flew back East to
Boston and decided to take the plunge and a chance on
this man. I had craved and ached for him for the past
five years and it was about damn time we were finally
together.
The plane trip was a blur and as he met me at the
airport I wasn't sure if I was ready for him. My heart
was beating furiously in my chest and I had to take a
few deep "yoga" breaths to cleanse my mind and get
myself back on track. I felt like I was going to pass
out as I saw him approaching me. His face was still
fuzzy in my mind as I only had seen a few pictures. I
felt his energy even before I saw his sexy face.
His chocolate-brown, velvety skin took my breath away
as he stood towering above me. His husky, 6'2 frame
stood over my petite, curvy body and I felt instantly
nervous and excited at the same time. I didn't say one
word as I gazed into his dark brown eyes. I was
mesmerized and captivated. I couldn't take my eyes off
him. He gave off pure, sensual heat and there was
something raw and beautiful about his energy. I felt
like I could just melt into this man and float away
with him.
I felt my body shaking slightly as I held out my hand
to formally introduce myself. I heard his deep,
familiar chuckle as he engulfed me in a warm, tender
hug and held me against his strong body. I could smell
his sexy cologne and breathed deeply into the leather
of his jacket wanting to take in all of his sexy
scents. I was lost in this man and I felt dizzy and
nervous and part of me wanted to run away from his
grasp. He overwhelmed the hell out of me. This is how
it had been from the very beginning. Our energy and
our sensual spirits seemed to float and mingle and
explode together, even when words weren't spoken. We
just knew each other's souls.
He pushed me slightly back and could feel his eyes
sweeping my body from head to toe.
"Your eyes are so damn amazing. The windows to your
soul, sexy woman." He whispered huskily as he took my
hands in his.
I hadn't found my voice yet. I could only smile shyly
which surprised me. I am not known for my shyness and
every sexy line that I wanted to reel back at him
escaped me at that second.
"Thanks," I mumbled shyly.
"Shit, girl, you aren't the tough ass you appear to be
are you honey?" he teased me as I slung my bag over my shoulder.
I laughed and relaxed and found my voice again and my
sarcasm returned ten-fold.
"Baby, I'm all smoke and mirrors, you know that. I am
just pretending to be sweet and innocent. I may look
the part but I don't play the part very well." I shot
back more aggressively now.
"Ah, now there's the sassy girl who I've heard scream
wildly over the phone so many times," he winked sexily
at me. His eyes sparkled and flirted with me.
"And there's that shameless flirt who I know so well.
Honey, you're making me look bad and I'm the world's
best flirt. I guess you'll be giving me a run for my
money." I winked back at him.
We both laughed at the same time and the tension
eased. This man took my breath away and was one
thousand times more captivating and sensual than I'd
had imagined even in my wildest and sexiest of dreams.
There was something raw and edgy about him--a
tough-talking city man but with gentle curves and
smooth edges. He was beautiful and the air between us
literally buzzed and crackled. We left the airport and
hailed a taxi to my hotel. I felt like I was dreaming.
Later that evening...Part 2 After a whirlwind of
dinner, drinks, and hitting a few kick ass jazz clubs
and feeling more than a little buzzed, we went back to
my hotel. We had been flirting and stealing kisses all
night long and I was on the verge of orgasm everytime
he pressed his sexy, full lips to mine. The heat and
sexual tension between us was driving me wild and we
were purposely teasing the hell out of each other. We
both knew we'd be fucking each other's brains out for
the rest of the weekend. We wanted to test the waters
and he knew how much I loved to be teased and how much
I loved to tease. Although, the game was wearing thin
for both of us, and I knew where we were going next.
As I slid the key card to get into my room, I felt my
heart pounding loudly and knew he could hear it. I was nervously biting my lower lip as I kept trying to open the door.
"Damn it, I hate these stupid keys. I'm so lame at
anything electronic!" I muttered.
He took the key from me and gently slid it down and
slowly turned the handle. I laughed at how lame I was
and he pushed me inside.
I gasped when I saw the room. There were a million
little candles all over the room with soft, sexy
instrumental jazz floating through the musky scented
room.
"Holy shit!" not the most romantic thing to be uttered
from me but I was taken aback by this amazingly
romantic sight.
"Come here, sweet sexy girl," he whispered huskily
into my ear, "tonight it's all about you and me and
we're going to make that magic that we've wanted to
make for so very long. God, I want you so much that I
can't stand it. I ache for you, crave for you, and
need you and think about you all the time that I think
I'm going insane. I can't wait anymore. God, I've
wanted you for so long."
In response, I wrapped my arms around his neck and
pressed my lips to his crushing my tits hard against
his broad chest. I couldn't wait to see the contrast
of our bodies together--his chocolate brown skin
against my creamy complexion.
"Please, Marcus, I need this with you. I need to
experience it all with you tonight. If this is the
only chance we get, then I want it all tonight with
you, honey. I just want you. I want to fuck you and
make love to you and then fuck you all over again.
Take me there with you, honey. God, I crave you,
baby." I moaned and whimpered as I crushed my body
harder against him and felt his strong, sexy hands
roam down my back and over my full ass.
The next few minutes became a blur as we ripped each
other's clothes in a chaotic frenzy. Our animalistic
heat took over and we became the lovers we knew we had
to be with each other--raw, passionate, hungry, and
aggressive. We couldn't be gentle this first time. We
needed to take each other furiously. We needed to come
so badly for each other and needed it now--after so
many years, we needed to consummate our lust and
hunger in one hard, fast fuck.
My black lacy panties were practically ripped off me
as he pushed me back onto the bed, spreading my legs
wide for him. I was so ready for him as he dove his
fingers inside my gushing, warm hole. His fingers felt
magical inside me, as if they had been inside me many
times before. They fit like a glove inside my steaming
cunt. He finger fucked me hard and fast, stopping
every now and then to rub my swelling clit between
fingertips.
"Ohhh baby, that feels so fucking good. Don't
stop--don't ever stop love!" I whimpered as I spread
my legs even wider for his ministrations.
I reached up and played with my rock-hard, jutting
pink nipples. I pinched and pulled at them making them
grow harder with each touch. My body was liquid heat
as he drove his fingers deeper inside me and I felt
him just barely grazing my g-spot with each thrust.
"Shit baby, oh my God, it's never been this way before...never...oh my God, never with anyone...oh take me...there...ahhh....," my words trailed off and my head lolled back into the pillow as he pulled his fingers out of me and slid them in and around my juicy pussy folds. My pussy was a rushing river of sticky nectar. I knew what was coming next and needed to feel his tongue.
"Brand me, honey. Shit, bury your tongue inside me
babe. God, make me come right now!! Use your tongue,"
I commanded. My breathing was shallow and staccato. I
spread my lips wide for him and felt his hot breath
against my flowing cunt. He wasn't gentle and I needed
it exactly like that. I needed his tongue to be rough
and hot and crazy. I needed his lips to be wrapped
tightly around my engorged, flaming clit. I needed his
tongue fucking the shit out of me and needed him to
take me to that edge--that edge he brought me to so
many times with his mind, his heart, and his soul.
"Fuck me baby. Fuck me in the way you only know how to
fuck me. Drink my energy, honey. Take me. Take all of
me. God, that's it!!" I screamed wildly and bucked
hard against his face as I exploded and squirted my
sticky juice all over his sexy brown face and full
mouth. I could hear him moaning against my pussy as he
slurped up all of my sticky, hot cunt juices. I knew
his cock was rock hard granite and knew I needed to
taste him at that moment.
"Give me your cock now! Oh Marcus, come in my mouth. I
want that hard cock in my mouth--I want it all to
myself. Give it to me--please, please!" I begged him
as I groaned greedily reaching my hand down to pull
him up to me.
He straddled my face and he pressed his raging, hard
9-inch brown cock against my smooth, creamy soft
cheeks. I brought my pouty, pink lips to his tip and
licked his tasty pre-cum. It was pure sweetness and as
he scooted closer to my mouth, I wrapped my lips
around his hot cock and slurped him into my mouth. He
didn't waste any time and as I looked at the raw,
lusty hunger in his eyes I knew it wouldn't take him
long to explode into my eager, wet mouth.
"Fuck me, oh fuck my cock baby. I've gotten off so
many times thinking about you taking me like this.
God, I wanted you to taste me and suck me like this
for too damn long, baby. Fucking make me COME!!" he
bellowed as he shoved his beautiful cock deeper and
deeper into my mouth. He fucked my mouth harder and
harder as I reached around and grabbed his full, sexy
ass between my hands and squeezed his full, rounded,
lovely cheeks hard between my small hands. He groaned
wildly as he bucked hard and shot a huge load of his
sticky, hot come deeply into my throat. I almost
choked on his hot load--he couldn't stop coming and I
swallowed all that he gave me. He tasted delicious. My
mind and body were reeling as I swallowed every last
drop he gave me.
He pushed himself off my mouth and I could see the
beads of sweat running down his fine chest. His eyes
were blazing with fiery passion and I knew this was
just the beginning of our soulmating.
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