Internet Friends Finally Meet

It was a cool summer evening when I arrived at Andy's vacation beach house.  We had never met in person, but had been writing to each other via the Internet for several months.  We were eager to finally meet face to face.  I was 32 at the time, and he had told me he was 37.  Although we live a few thousand miles apart, this year he had rented a vacation cottage just 500 miles from my home.  We had both agreed... this was our opportunity!

As I turned in toward the little cottage, I inhaled the evening breeze.  The sun was beginning to drop low in the sky.  When I pulled up, Andy was waiting to greet me.  He was much more handsome than his picture had shown.  His dark brown hair accentuated his hazel eyes and sexy mouth.  Andy was wearing cut-off jeans and looked great as he walked toward the car.  His mouth looked sexy as it radiated a smile.  I stopped the car and turned-off the engine. 

I had intentionally worn a rather revealing pink halter top and short white shorts.  I wanted to show off the tan I'd been working on all summer.  Unfortunately, I hadn't been able to sunbathe in the nude and didn't believe in tanning beds, so I had some definite "tan lines" between my halter top and shorts. 

I had my hair pulled up to get it off my neck.  It was easier to handle this way while I was driving... because in the warm weather I like to have the windows rolled-down with the wind blowing through my hair.  

I opened the car door and started to get out.  As I glanced at Andy, I noticed him taking a long, close look at my legs, even though they are very short.  I've been told I have nice legs for a short gal.  I guess it comes from years of dancing, walking, and lots of exercise.  Andy seemed to be smitten with them!  I knew right away... this was going to be fun!  

He offered his hand to me and helped me get out of the car.  I had to lean forward a little.  As I got out I noticed he was checking out my C-cup boobs.  They were straining my halter top seemingly seeking freedom.  I thought his tongue and eyes were going to pop out as I completely emerged from the car.  His response to my arrival really enhanced my feeling of being a feminine and desirable woman.  

As soon as he realized he was "busted" for oogling, he pulled me to him and gave me a hug.  "I'm so glad you could come visit!" he exclaimed, wrapping his arm around me as we headed toward the porch.

"I'm thrilled to be here... finally!" I responded, laying my head on his shoulder.  During our many E-Mail messages, we had shared intimate thoughts about our individual sexual experiences and fantasies.  It was clear that mutual sexual fulfillment would be a primary feature of my 300-mile trip to visit him at his vacation beach house.

"Let me show you around the place," he offered.  

"Okay,"  I responded... admiring his tush as he took my hand and guided me into his rented vacation abode.  

He gave me a tour of the kitchen, living room, bathroom, bedrooms and then showed-off a great view of the ocean from his window.  Soon the sun was nearing the horizon.  It was a beautiful view as it set in the west over the ocean.  The whole sky seemed to be on fire with passion.

"Are you hungry?  Thirsty?"  He asked.

I looked into his eyes and smiled as I said "Just hungry for you!"  "I feel like I could use a shower, though.  Could I?"  I begged.

"Sure... follow me.  Need someone to wash your back?" he inquired.

"Mmmm... I just might.  Any suggestions who could do that for me?" I asked.

"ME!  ME!"  he replied, flashing me a boyish grin.
 
"Okay, Andy... I'll let YOU wash my back... but that means you have to wash all of me.  Think you can handle that?" 
 
"Sure can!  Here... let me help you out of those clothes." he replied.

He stepped toward me and wrapped his arms around me as he untied my halter top.  He kissed me on the neck as he did so, his hair brushing against my cheek like a feather.  He smelled good, clean, male...my favorite smell.  He was shorter than most men I'd been with.  I liked how we fit together as he held me in his arms.  I wrapped my arms around his waist and held onto him as he slipped my halter top off and slid down my shorts, revealing my tanlines.

I didn't know what he would think about my body.  I admit I was self-conscious.  At age 32, I don't feel quite like a calendar girl.  I'm not tall, thin and blonde, like the so-called All-American gal, but I'm not bad for my age, either.  In Andy's arms, I was beginning to gain confidence about my womanly-charms.  

As I stepped out of my shorts, Andy cupped my large breasts in this hands,  He began to kiss them, suckling them one at a time.  I reached down to unzip his shorts and felt his hardness against my thighs.  I reached inside and found him rock-hard and ready for lovin'.  

I pushed his shorts down.  They dropped to the floor.. and he stepped out of them  Like me, he was not wearing any underwear!  He took my hand and led me to the shower.  I was pleased to find him so close to my height.  I couldn't believe it!  His eyes, his hair... he is sooooo hot!  A cute guy just my size!  WOW!

We stepped into the shower and turned it on full blast, squealing and ducking the first blast of cold water until it settled to warmer temperatures  So much for the big hard-on!  No, wait... I was wrong about that!  What a man!  

Andy reached for the shampoo and began to lather my hair.  As he washed my hair, I took his rigid cock into my hands and began to explore it.  Then my hand moved downward to feel the weight of this balls, one at a time.  As I cupped his balls, I looked down to study his "tool of pleasure," as he had called it in his E-Mail letters.  His penis was beautiful.  It was standing at full attention... for ME!  

He slid his hands down my back and cupped my ass, pulling me against him.  I could feel his erection against my tummy, my nether lips were swelling and I was moist with anticipation.  I wanted him so badly I could almost taste him.  So I did.  

As the shower splashed down on us, I got on my knees and took him into my mouth.  He placed his hands on my hair and guided his penis into my mouth and throat, slowly, a little at a time.  I began to suck and lick and nibble.  He was delicious.

I wanted more... more!  I looked up at him.  He pulled me up and kissed me deeply.  I am sure he could taste himself on my tongue.  As the warm water splashed down on us, he lifted my leg and slowly slid his hardness into my hungry wet crevice.  He moved in and out slowly at first as he held me tightly to him and continued to kiss me.  

As I stood there with one leg wrapped around him, he began to pump a little faster, thrusting a little deeper, faster, faster, until he spilled his love juices into my waiting sheath.  My body shook with gentle spikes of pleasure as he continued to hold me, and as our combined juices ran down my supporting leg.

After that passionate explosion, we needed to stay under the shower spray a little longer to "cool off."  Andy and I stayed glued together in our love embrace, relishing the oneness of our newly-introduced bodies.  Our wet hair seemed glued to our heads.  Beads of water were sliding down the hills and valleys of our flesh.

"That was wonderful."  I whispered in his ear.  "I needed it."

"Yes, it was... I needed it too.  Your pussy felt like velvet inside.  I can't tell you how great it is to be able to finally hold you in my arms... and feel your softness against me," he whispered back to me. 

"Your 'hardness' isn't too bad, either!"  I giggled and grinned, as I wrapped my fingers around his still-hard "tool of pleasure."  "Let's get dried off and try to maintain some composure for a few seconds, okay?"  I requested.

"Okay, I'll try... but it will be 'hard'," he replied... winking mischievously.

We dried each other off, lingering on those special places that are so much fun to play with, and headed for the patio.  By now the sun was almost completely down and there was a beautiful radiance over the mountains as we stood hand-in-hand gazing at the view.  

We had wrapped our towels around us.  We decided it would be a good idea to eat something besides each other at the moment.  Sustenance, you know.

Andy was a wonderful cook.  I had told him how much I loved Chicken Curry, and he treated me to his own special recipe.  It was delightful!  He looked so cute with the towel wrapped around his waist as he prepared the food.  I sat the table, complete with linen table cloth and candles, poured hot tea and we sat down to eat.

After a few seconds, I let my towel slip off of me, giving him a full view of my large, brown nipples.  He almost choked on his food!

"Oh, that's the way you're going to play, huh?" he snickered. 

"What are you going to do about it?" I replied.

"Close your eyes and you'll get a big surprise," he answered.

I closed my eyes (well, just a little... I'm not totally stupid).  I could feel the weight of the table shift as he slid off his chair and moved under the table.  He started crawling toward me.  Pretty soon I felt his hands guide my legs apart.  His long soft hair was brushing against my thighs as he dove for the treasure within.  He licked, sucked and nibbled his way up to my vagina.  I leaned away from the table, took his head into my hands and held onto him as he drove me crazy sucking my clitoris.  He was making me wiggle and squeal in delight!

"Oh god... you are... too... much!  Don't... stop!  DON'T STOP!"
 
The food is getting cold... Andy!  You're driving me out of my mind!  "Aarghhhh... I'm cumming... I'm cumming!"  I shuddered in orgasm as Andy held onto my legs and drank the love juices from my body.  

Afterward, I laid my head on the table to rest for a moment and recuperate before we ate our "real" dinner.