Joining LUSH had been a revelation, an eye-opener. I had met and started talking with some wonderful people but there was a lady who I’d just connected with. We’d been chatting for ages online, getting more comfortable with each other, wondering how we’d ever get to meet given the thousands of miles between us to experience and explore some of the fantastic sex we’d spoken about.
Working for an American company, I sometimes get to travel to the US, and as if lady luck was looking down on us, a conference was arranged close by to where she lived. Could it really come true?
Over the weeks before the conference started we arranged how she could possibly get away for an evening so we could finally set eyes on each other, and in my thoughts how I could try and seduce and get her to spend the night with me.
We chose a restaurant that she knew in the town that was far enough away from her home so there was little to no chance of anyone seeing us together.
All the details were set for the magical day we would meet.
I arrived in the US and had one day of the conference. We were meeting that evening. I hardly could concentrate on anything during the day.
I changed into chinos and a freshly pressed cotton shirt and made sure that the room was tidy just in case she did come back. I made sure I had snug-fitting briefs on to stop my chinos from looking like a tent from the undoubted hard-on I would get when seeing her.
I was off, the restaurant was only a short walk from the hotel. I arrived first and waited at the bar for her to arrive. I was so nervous that after all our online chatting we’d finally meet. Would she turn up? Would I be left on my own? I was scared yet so excited.
After about fifteen minutes, the door to the restaurant opened and a stunning mature woman walked in. I gulped when I realised it was her from the pictures we had exchanged. She looked ravishing – she was wearing a lacy top that was very see-through, so much so that I could clearly see the outline of her bra and of her bosom.
I had to control myself as she looked even better in person than in the pictures we’d sent each other. Already I felt my cock wanting to grow and show itself!
We were shown to our table. She had a knee-length skirt that complemented her top and it was just figure-hugging enough to showcase her bum as we walked to the table.
The food, the drink we had, and the conversation were great and we got on like a house on fire.
It was only whilst we were chatting away that I noticed that her bra had cutaways around her nipples, and more amazing her nipples seemed to be fully aroused. The look on my face must have given me away or else she was just teasing me more as she carefully rubbed around her right breast to accentuate the fact. My cock was rigid under the table, and I could feel a small damp patch from my pre cum. If that was not enough, I suddenly felt her stockinged foot gently rub up my thigh. I nearly choked in amazement.
My online friend who I had connected with so well was outwardly displaying some highly sexy and sensual characteristics that seemed to match my desire; could I really be that lucky?
I smiled at her and said, “That was very nice,” and told her she could keep doing that all night if she liked.
She just said, “Yes, please.”
God, what an amazing feeling of excitement, desire, feeling scared that came over me as I suggested having coffee back at the hotel and she said, “Yes.”
We left and walked back hand in hand to the hotel going straight up to my room.
As soon as we got inside we kissed each other passionately, our tongues wanting to explore each other. We broke apart and I set about making the coffee. I almost dropped the cups as I turned round to see that she was sitting in the armchair with her skirt around her thighs revealing a pair of crotchless panties and displaying her glistening pussy to me.
Oh wow. That, and the peephole bra, told me she wanted the same as me.
I put the cups down and just walked over to her pulling her up and towards the bed. We fell upon it, our hands searching, feeling, touching new areas that we wanted to explore. I lifted her lacy top off as she frantically pulled my shirt over my head. My mouth circled first her left and then right nipple, bringing them to a state of arousal again.
I undid my belt and she pulled my trousers down. My cock pushed out of the top of my briefs. Her skirt was pulled down to leave her in her bra, panties and stockings. God, she looked amazing.
I couldn’t resist and just pushed her down on the bed and moved down to her mound. I gently kissed the inside of her thighs bringing gasps from her as I moved from side to side and brushed her lips and clitoris.
The taste and smell were so sweet, and soon I was massaging her open to allow my tongue to dip in and out of her.
“Harder, faster,” she said as I tried to pleasure her as much as I could, her hands pushing my head into her sexual home. Then she tensed, and her legs tightened around my face as she screamed as her orgasm spread through her.
I came up and we kissed allowing her to taste her own juices and wetness. I still had my briefs on but was dripping pre cum everywhere. There was one thing I wanted to do more than anything and that was to feel my cock entering her pussy.
She pulled my briefs down to release my cock and gently began to stroke me. I knew I was not going to last long so just asked if I could make love to her.
She smiled and said, “Of course.”
She lay on her back and I moved between her legs. She guided my upright member to the opening of her pussy, the lips adjusting to my head. Deftly she moved and my cock was encased within her pussy walls.
Slowly I moved in and out of her, with short strokes to start with. Trying to keep control as much as I could, knowing I was close to cumming. She hooked her legs over my calf pulling me in and urging me to go deeper, to go harder to push against her clit.
I wasn’t going to keep control much longer and just wanted to fill her up. I thrust faster, feeling my cock head rubbing her pussy walls. With a slight change of angle, the sensation began – muscles tensed and my cock erupted spewing several hot thrusts of cum into her. My breathing subsided as she held me in her wanting to have every last drop of cum.
I rolled off and we lay cuddling before drifting off into a contented sleep.
Sleep came easy, I was so happy, so satisfied. I had just made love to my LUSH best friend. Never did I think it would be possible but fate had managed to give us a night to explore and experience each other. I had not been disappointed.
We woke in the morning and lay cuddling each other, her face resting on my chest. We kissed and I cupped her breasts, just teasing the nipples to become aroused. Her hand stroked my stomach and arms but soon it was around my cock, coaxing it to hardness. Her fingers stroked up and down the shaft, running over the head, massaging my pre cum over it.
We looked at each other and just smiled. I was in heaven, holding a beautiful woman, cupping her breasts whilst she gently wanked me hard. She broke free from me and produced an ever more beautiful smile. She sat up and moved her leg over mine so she was sitting on my thighs. My cock was rigid and upright, and she moved it towards her pussy. Moving slightly forward she rubbed the end against her lips. Wetness met wetness as I could see her pussy aroused and glistening.
She again just smiled and then lifted herself up and guided my cock between her lips and into her love tunnel. There was no delay as she just slid all the way down my shaft and then rested, impaled on my cock, around my pubic area. She moved up and down with effortless ease. I could feel the contractions of her walls around me.
I sat up to be at right angles, my chest feeling her breasts move against me, her nipples hard and aroused. I pushed against her so our pelvises touched and her clit got attention with the up and down momentum that she had mastered.
We gently rocked, my thrusts upwards matching her downward moves to ensure I was as deep as possible within her. Her moans and gasps intensified as we moved faster. Again I was close to exploding point but I wanted to ensure her orgasm was there as well. I freed my right hand and moved it to her clitoris, doing my best to arouse and tease it more so that she could also experience the joy that was going to flood through me once more.
She slightly changed angle and I could feel my head and shaft rubbing her pussy walls more strongly. This obviously was doing something for her as she was moaning more and more, urging me on. I told her I was close to cumming. She moved a slightly different way and then I could feel it in her: her pussy walls contracting, tensing, milking my cum out of me as spurts erupted into her pussy as she yelled through her own orgasm.
I fell back onto the bed and she fell forward onto my chest. My heart rate was racing but became more controlled as I kissed her and held her tight. The satisfaction we both had was amazing but we knew it would be short-lived as we would be parting soon. Joy was mixed with sadness. I held her tightly not wanting to let her go but knew our fantasy was coming to an end.
We’d only been in each other’s company for around twelve hours but the connection we had built was amazing.
We had instinctively known what each other wanted and liked, how to pleasure each other and how to get each other to a sexual high.
Despite wanting to stay wrapped in each other’s arms all day we knew we had to get up. Me to go to another day of the conference, her to return home – the shower was calling!
The bathroom was luxurious with a full walk-in shower. We went into the walk-in shower as the water cascaded over us washing the dried spunk and her juices off us. We sensually soaped and washed each other. Her hands rubbed my back, working their way down to my bum. She kneaded my cheeks pushing between my crack before working their way around to soap and wash my cock. I turned her around squirting a good dollop of shower gel onto my hands.
Starting with her neck and arms I worked a lather all over her body, her boobs, her bum, her legs and then her pussy. Reaching around to her front, I slowly started to massage her, rubbing her clit, and sliding two fingers inside her.
She pushed back wrapping her arm around my neck. Her other hand went to her clitoris pushing my hand firmer against it. I could feel the tension building in her as she held me tighter until her body shuddered to another orgasm.
The water continued to flow over us as we cuddled, my hands raced over her breasts, her nipples continuing to be aroused. We held each other.
She looked up at me and smiled before sliding down my body, kneeling before me. She nodded as if to get my agreement as her hands wrapped around my shaft and moved it towards her mouth.
She kissed the tip, before sliding the head into her mouth, slowly closing her lips around it. I was struggling to stand as she began to give me a tender and sensual blow job.
Her mouth slid over the head and she gently moved further down my shaft with each movement. The suction that she generated, the way her tongue teased and ran around the rim of my head had me on the verge of cumming so quickly, her hands massaging my balls as if to coax more cum from me.
I checked that she wanted to swallow me and she nodded and pulled me deeper into her mouth. I gasped as my orgasm flooded through me with my cum exploding into her mouth. I looked down as she licked her lips and ran her tongue over my head one final time.
I pulled her up and we hugged and washed each other all over again making sure we really were clean. I kissed her before leaving her under the flowing water.
I came out of the bathroom and flopped on the bed, clean and refreshed, exhilarated from being pleasured so much as we had soaped and washed each other. As I lay wrapped in the towel, I heard moans and gasps as she had obviously decided to continue with fingering herself, bringing another orgasm. I lay there just listening and imagining.
After five minutes or so she emerged, looking more beautiful, more radiant after the night and early morning of sex she had enjoyed. I thought we had finished, but she came over and asked me to make love to her one more time. She wanted to go home with some of my cum inside her. I was amazed but with her starting to kiss my cock and massage my balls I was soon hard again.
She got up and lay on the bed on her back. I positioned myself between her and slowly moved up, allowing my cock head to move across her lips and touch her clitoris.
I needed to be inside her, to feel those soft, strong walls encase my member one more time. She opened her lips slightly, begging me to push in. I needed no extra encouragement and slid into heaven once again. My movement was slow and short thrusts, building up with her asking for more. My thrusts got longer and more rapid as I looked into her eyes as we enjoyed our last fuck. We kissed, and our tongues locked onto each other.
She grabbed at my back, reaching for my bum, pulling me in, wanting my cock to go deeper. Breathing became rapid, gasps and moans louder, begging for my cum inside to be in her.
I knew I was going to cum again, I cried out and she urged me to do it. My cum spewed out of my cock flooding her recently clean and fresh pussy. Her legs clamped around me, holding me in so that nothing would flow out.
We stayed like that for what seemed ages. My cock going soft inside her, she reached for her clean panties and pulled them on quickly to keep my cum in there. I felt wasted yet so satisfied as I was flaked on the bed again. Unbelievably she then licked over my cock head ensuring she got every last drop of cum from me and cleaned me up.
We just looked at each and started laughing, smiling. The feeling and experience of the last thirteen hours and thirty-eight minutes since I had set eyes on her in the restaurant had blown my mind.
We had cum, we had fucked, we had sucked, we had screamed in ecstasy, we had had the time of our lives.
