October 6, 2008

An Internet Encounter Part I

Filed under: Uncategorized — Sexy Lexi @ 9:48 pm

I was nervous, I had never actually met someone that I met online, yet I here I was standing at the door, sweating and pacing nervously as I waited for you to answer the door.  I knocked again, but only lightly, I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this, was I crazy.  I thought about just leaving, going back to the sheltered safety of my desk at home, and I might have done just that, but when you finally opened the door my fears faded away, my thoughts lost in your beauty.  You were wearing a very short yet elegant skirt, which showed, off your gorgeous legs.  Your top left little to the imagination, its low cut top pressing your breast together as if playing peek-a-boo.  I quickly noticed you were not wearing a bra, as your nipples were prominent through your shirt.  A slight breeze from outside rushed in as you opened the door, making your skirt shuffle and your hair ruffle.  You stepped out the door, closing it behind you and apologized for making me wait.  It was the first time I had heard your voice, it was soft and enticing and seductive and I smiled as I felt my cock start to grow, feeling somehow relaxed despite the astonishing fear I had felt only moments earlier.  You walked right up and hugged me, squeezing me tightly and intentionally pressing yourself up against me, and as if we had been best friends, and lovers for years you kissed me square on the lips.  Your lips were soft and moist, and as our tongues explored each other’s mouths I couldn’t even believe I had considered leaving.  I pulled you closer, letting you feel my hard growing cock as our tongues remained intertwined.  When our lips finally unlocked you smiled at me, biting your lower lip as your eyes momentarily dashed down to my cock which was now visible through my pants, and with that same enticing voice, you asked if I was ready to go and grabbed my hand as you started to lead me away.  Your skin was supple, and you managed to even turn the simple act of holding my hand into something seductive as you gently rubbed my palm with your silky finger tips.  We made our way to my car, and as we turned around and walked away from the house I was aroused by the wandering eyes of people passing by, the idea of being watched with you a strange turn on.  I opened the passenger door and you stepped inside, and even though I didn’t want to, I let go of your hand and walked around and stepped into the drivers seat.  We had been planning this night for some time, an intimate dinner, some drinks, maybe a night on the town and we would see where it would go from there.  But as I closed my driver’s door and turned and looked into your eyes my thoughts wandered to anything but food.  You smiled again, and as if reading my mind I felt your hand slide up my leg onto my lap, groping me through my pants before I had even started the car.  The sun had almost set, and the sky beyond you glowed red bathed in the light of the setting sun.   I couldn’t take my eyes off of you your eyes penetrating my thoughts.  I shook off the trance, and focused, I had promised you a perfect night and as your hand wandered around my lap, the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint you.  I started up the and started to drive, trying to focus on the road but my eyes constantly darting to look at you, unable to stop.  I heard you start to moan and when I turned and looked I realized you were rubbing yourself with one hand, the car swerved a little as my eyes were glued to you and I narrowly avoided hitting another car.  I blushed and apologized, but you didn’t even seem to care, and even after narrowly avoiding an accident you didn’t stop you slowly unzipped my pants, sliding your hand into my pants and pulling me free.  I kept glancing at you, trying desperately to pay attention to the road but doing a bad job.  You pulled your hand off my cock, but only momentarily sliding that hand into your wet pussy and moaning loudly, your eyes still open as you peered at me.  Your hand now covered in your own juices you reached back over and grabbed my hard cock stroking me while I drove.  I was breathing heavily and as my eyes continued to wander more onto you and less on the road, I watched intently as you leaned over toward me, resting your head in my lap and taking my cock in your mouth, kissing the head and then slowly running your lips up and down the shaft, your tongue masterfully teasing me, I realized I wouldn’t make it.

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