She said she wouldn’t, but she did. She said she couldn’t, but she changed her mind. That is what love does to you.
She is in her mid-30s, and I am about double that.
She wrote a story, and after reading it, I found so many similarities that I had to comment and send her a friend request. To my surprise and excitement, she accepted.
We kept in touch almost every day – or at least I did. You see, she is married and a very busy lady, which created a bit of a problem, though not much, as they have an open marriage and allow each other to play with others as long as they both know that person. They also agreed not to play with anyone they met on the computer – which left me out, but she was worth keeping in my life if only on the computer.
Her husband knows of me and doesn’t feel threatened, thank goodness, so she sends messages when she can.
Her name is Jennifer … Jen for short. She is about 5’8″ tall and 125 lbs. She has small to medium size breasts (perfect) and is just an all-around beautiful lady – inside and out. Although I had seen her body, I had never seen her face (part of her agreement with her husband).
After communicating for over a year, I told her I was coming to the state where she lived and would be about 4 hours away if she was interested, hoping she would like to meet, but not thinking any more about it.
To my surprise, a couple of weeks before my trip, I received a message from her asking if I was still interested in meeting. She would like to meet me somewhere in between. She said her husband would be gone for two weeks on business, and after talking it over with him, they decided that it was okay with him since we had been talking for so long that he felt he knew me as well she did and to have a good time, trusting that I would send her back home afterward.
I found a nice hotel in a small town somewhere between us, booked it, and sent her the information.
I flew to my destination a few days early to take care of my business and couldn’t wait to meet this fantastic lady. I felt like a teenager going on his first date. Excitement, nervousness, and jumpiness are just a few of the emotions that ran through me. I didn’t know what to expect but couldn’t wait to learn. My thoughts ran the course from anything could happen … to nothing could happen. My idea was to meet her and let it go where it went.
The day came, and as agreed, we met at a nice restaurant near the hotel. I had cleaned up nicely with my cowboy hat and boots, an adorable white western shirt with black snaps, and a black vest. I sat near the window for this meeting so she could see me when she arrived. She had seen my picture, so she knew what I looked like.
My eyes watched everyone coming through the door. My feet were tapping the floor in anticipation when I felt a tap on my shoulder that made me jump out of my seat.
“Yes? Yes, can I help … Jennifer?”
“Of course, it is, silly.”
“Oh my goodness, Jen, you scared me half to death. Wow! You are more beautiful than I could have ever imagined.”
She threw her arms around my neck and hugged me, pressing her body tight against mine.
“You are even more handsome than your photos,” she said.
“Thank you,” I said and hugged her back.
“Please, sit down and let’s talk.”
We sat and talked for more than an hour through dinner, and she told me the reason she was able to meet was that her husband trusted both her and me and believed it was just fun sex. The one thing we all believed in is that there is love sex and there is fun sex. She told me that if it came to sex, it would be fun sex and that he was ok with it; I was all for fun.
After dinner and a few drinks, we walked in the cool night air along the river bank and talked some more. She was beautiful, charming, and so personable that we sat for another hour, talking and watching the river. We got along so well that it was almost like we knew each other in a past life.
When I brought up a subject, she knew about it; when she brought up a subject, I knew about it, and at times, when one of us said something, the other would say, “I was just going to say that.” We were so much alike as if we were long-lost twins.
The time came when darkness enveloped us, and we retreated to the hotel. I had gotten two rooms with a connecting door as I didn’t want to be presumptuous. She put her things in her room and opened the door between us. She came in and sat at the table where I had an open, cold bottle of wine and two glasses. Before she sat, she approached me, pulled my head in, and kissed me—a warm and passionate kiss.
I just looked at her, and she said, “Somebody has to break the ice.”
I was stunned. I knew I had feelings for her, and I thought, through our conversations, that she had at least some feelings for me but I was still stunned.
She looked into my eyes and said, “Our time is limited, and I want to know you and who you are in person. I know your computer personality, and now I want to know the real person.”
I pulled her back in my arms and kissed her – lovingly and passionately, feeling the air on this incredible night start to warm.
I told her that I am the same person I am on the computer and that I have adored her for quite some time and want this time to be ours. I wanted the world to disappear and for us to love as if no one else existed.
We kissed some more, and her hands pulled my shirt open. I removed my shirt and laid it across a chair.
Before I knew it, she was on her knees and had my pants down and my cock out.
She stroked it as she kissed the head and slipped it into her mouth. Her tongue worked wonders around my shaft. Her soft hands cupped my family jewels and caressed and kneaded them.
The tension and excitement kept building. I told her, “Please, Please, stop a minute – I’m going to cum.” She said, “Don’t worry, we have lots of time.”
With a loud groan, I gently grabbed her head and pulled her in. Like a fire hose, I came and came and thought I’d never stop. The feeling was more than I had ever experienced. After a moment, she stood up, and we kissed—a wonderful, juicy, wet kiss, giving me back what I had just shared with her. My whole mind and body were numb with emotion. Never had I ever felt such pleasure.
With shaking hands, I started removing her clothes.
Her body was impressive, but her tits were perfection.
I lowered her down on the bed. And lay down beside her.
My hands roamed her body as I kissed her lips.
My kisses moved slowly from her lips to her neck and down to her breasts, where I took a nipple in and gently suckled. I kissed, then licked, and then sucked her nipple. Her moans told me where to go – what she enjoyed the most.
As I sucked her wonderful breasts my hand moved across her body and down to her wetness. Slowly, my fingers explored her vagina and felt the juices flow. As my fingers moved, I felt them separate her vulva and penetrate her love canal. In and out, my fingers penetrated, prodding and making the moans grow louder. My fingers started to curl in a come here motion, stroking up into her G spot. Her moans became growls and screams of, “Yes .. oh fuck yes … fuck me … fuck me hard.” Now my fingers were fucking her cunt, and the palm of my hand was slapping her clit, and she let out a scream. “Fuck yes, I’m cumming ohhhh shit … oh fuck, I’m fucking cumming.” And with that, her pussy juices flowed and then flowed some more. My hand was awash in pussy cum – warm and wet and so delicious.
We cuddled together in the afterglow, not saying a word, just taking in all that had happened. Our bodies were soaked in sweat and breathing hard. It was wonderful. It was amazing. It was beyond compare.
In my mind, I knew there was no future, but I wouldn’t let that stop me. It was our time – our only time to be together. I knew there would never be another, so I continued.
Her hand found me and started stroking me once more. Softly, her hand caressed my softened cock, and I felt my need for her return. As I became hard again, she dropped her mouth over me and engulfed my hardening cock. Deep in her throat, she took me. Her lips touched my pelvic bone and her tongue licked beneath my hard tool. It felt so good to be buried in her mouth, but I wanted more.
As I said, we think so much alike, that I didn’t have to suggest anything, she just twisted her body into a 69 position and dropped her pussy down to my lips. My tongue licked from her clit to her ass and back. I was in heaven with the taste of her cunt filling my mouth and my cock buried deep in her throat. My fingers found her love canal and went deep which brought on moans.
I kept pumping my cock up in her throat while she fucked my face with her pussy. She started shaking and screaming, removed her mouth from my cock, and said, “Oh fuck, oh God yes, I’m cumming.” With that, she sprayed my face with the most delicious pussy juices I’ve ever tasted.
Immediately she dropped back down on my cock and stroked and sucked me like a needy whore. That was all I needed and I felt my cum building from deep down inside until I could hold it no longer and it blew. Again and again, the milky white cream shot out of me and filled her mouth. She drank and sucked all she could but it still spilled out and dropped down on my balls.
When I had slowed she pulled her mouth off me and licked my balls clean of all the cream she could find.
We moved back up to a cuddle position where I held her in my arms and enjoyed the essence of this beautiful woman.
Her kisses, soft skin, and smell were all overpowering and I knew this was just the beginning of the most amazing time of my life.
