The First Meeting
By Patience Bryce
Copyright 1993


After trading hot letters for months, we decided that it is
finally time to  meet.  All you need to do is make the flight
arrangement into HIA, telling me when you will arrive.  I will
handle all the arrangements from that point on.  We describe what
we will wear so that it will be easy to find each other at the
airport.  I'll be wearing a white sweater, low cut, worn off the
shoulder, short, black skirt, black stockings, and black high
heels, along with a surprise!

We spot each other immediately and give each other a hug.  I
whisper in your ear that I have no panties on under my skirt and
that I'm getting wet just knowing what we are meeting for!  You
hug me a little longer and quickly run your hand over my skirt,
discovering that there are no panty lines.  The only thing you
can say is "Let's go".  I take you by the hand, my fingers laced
between yours.  Walking out of the airport we pass a deserted
hallway.  You yank me into the hallway, pushing me tightly
against the wall.  I try to protest but you kiss me, hard and
deep.  I can feel the effect you have on me all the way to my
pussy!

Your hand traces up along my leg, over the top of my stockings,
between my legs, rubbing your hand over my exposed pussy.  You
moan at the touch.  I push you away-NOT HERE-I want you to wait
for my plans.  In my car you keep trying to touch me, and I tell
you that if you don't stop its all over-I'll push you out of the
car if I have to!  These are MY plans and it's going to be my way
or none.  So, no touching me until I say so.  I know you are
excited, I keep glancing at the telltale bulge in your pants. 
Stopped at a red light I reach over and feel your erection,
squeezing my hand over it.  Look at the truck driver next to us,
watching...I hike up my skirt and flash my pussy at him, and you!
I feel your cock jump under my hand.

I picked a special room for us at the hotel, furnished in an old
colonial style to suit my needs for us.  Once in the room you
reach for me.  I let you kiss me, let you feel my warm, wet
tongue exploring your mouth, pressing my body against you.  I
pull away and tell you that the no touching rule is still in
effect.  I lead you into the spacious bathroom,
where a hot bubble bath has already been drawn for you, in an
old-fashioned deep, claw footed cast iron tub.  First, I unbutton
your shirt, pushing it off your arms while landing light kisses
and licks to your chest, my tongue flicking over your hard
nipples.  I have you sit down and I remove your boots and socks,
telling you to stand back up.  I unbuckle your belt, unbutton and
unzip your pants, my hands trembling in anticipation.  I run my
hands over your hips, pushing your pants down, running my hands
over your ass.  I nibble your cock through the material of your
briefs.  I carefully peel them down and delight in the sight of
your rigid cock right in front of me.  I run my hands over your
cock, cupping your balls, letting my fingernails graze against
your inner thighs.  Now it's my turn to get myself under control!
 I stand up, barely brushing against your body, telling you to
get into the tub.  You sink into the thick layer of bubbles, feel
the hot water enveloping your body.  I want you to relax while I
get things ready.  I pick up your  clothes from the floor,
bending over to let you see my gift to you under my skirt.  I go
into the bedroom for a few minutes.  When I return you  find that
I have changed into a black teddy briefer, with a snap crotch, 
lace outlining my full breasts.  I take a washcloth and begin
your bath.  Slowly scrubbing your back, your chest and arms, your
stomach, and down your legs.  I wash your cock, using only my
hands.   I enjoy the feel of it as I run my soapy hands up and
down your hard cock, closing my hand over the head.  I have you
rise up a little so I can wash your ass.  I run my fingers under
you, exploring your crack, touching your sensitive asshole,
pressing my finger against it, inserting the tip of my finger. 
Mmmm...so hot.  The head of your cock is peeking up through the
bubbles.

You get up and step out of the tub while I start to dry you off,
using a towel to start, but as I get to your waist, I drop the
towel and use my tongue to lick your cock, balls, and ass dry. 
On my knees in front of you I take all of your cock into my mouth
and gently suck on it, while my hands rub and squeeze your ass,
pulling you towards me.  It feels so good...  I get up and lead
you into the bedroom, to a four-poster bed.  Attached to each
corner is a leather thong.  You are hot enough to agree to let me
tie you down-I promise
not to inflict pain...only as much pleasure as you can handle.

	
I tie you spread eagle on the bed.  Then I blindfold your eyes, 
reminding you, now, that you don't know me at all...that I am a 
stranger to you...you are in a strange city, in a strange hotel.
I hear you swear under your breath, but I tell you that I could
gag you, too.  Instead, I lean over you and kiss you, running my
fingers through your hair.  I move to straddle you...feel my hard
nipples straining against the soft material of my teddy.  I
unsnap  the crotch of my teddy and rub my pussy all over your
chest...it's so hot and wet, you can feel it.  I kneel between
your legs and start to suck on your cock vigorously, hungrily. 
Up and down, sucking harder and harder, feeling the vein in your
cock pulsating stronger and stronger, your hips writhing.  You
start to moan.  So, I stop and I climb off the bed.  I stand
quietly, while you lay in darkness, trying to figure out what's
going to happen next.  Your body is so rigid and tight, ready to
explode.  A little uncertainty and the excitement have you on
edge.  Noisily I leave the room, wanting to
leave you in anticipation of my next move.  I sneak back and just
watch your body.  I reach over, place my hand on your throat,
gently, just a reminder of your vulnerability.  I climb over you,
straddling your head and lower my pussy towards your mouth.  As
your nose picks up my special scent your mouth opens, tongue
darting out, but I am only
close enough for you to touch my pubic hairs.  You strain to
reach me, hungry for my  sweet juices.  I lower myself on your
face.  As your tongue rubs against my hard clit, I gasp.  Your
tongue is so hot on my slick pussy.  Your tongue glides back,
thrusting deep into my pussy.  You fuck me with your tongue and
I'm going crazy, grinding my pussy into your face, my juices
gushing around your tongue.  Then, you open your mouth wide,
clamping it tightly over my whole pussy, pulling me into you.  I
lay down the length of your body, sucking your cock into my
mouth, trying to match the rhythm of your own writing.  I hook my
arms under you, to grab onto your ass, digging in with my
fingernails.

With each stroke my mouth clamps harder and harder on your cock.
I want to feel you in me, I want to feel your hard cock fucking
my pussy.  I turn around, yank off your blindfold.  Looking you
right in the eyes I tell you that I need you to fuck me, I need
to feel that hot, hard rod plunging into my fuck hole.  Fumbling,
trembling, I untie your
restraints.  You grab me by the shoulders and kiss me, hard,
bruising my mouth.  Pushing me back onto the bed, you kneel
between my legs.  Placing your hands under my ass you lift me up
and pull me onto your cock, thrusting  it's full length into me,
my ankles on your shoulders, allowing maximum penetration.  You
thrust harder and harder, we
grind into each other with the heat and intensity of
animals...grunting...moaning...groaning.  You reach up and grab
my tits, kneading them, hard.  Fucking harder, balls slapping
against my ass.  Writhing twisting, climaxing, rocking over and
over again, draining each other, slowing down,
finally...breathing again.  I feel your cum, mixing with my
cream, sliding out of my pussy, down the crack of my ass...


  
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