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I met her in a chat room.  She lived in a far away state, too many miles to even count.  Her name was Kellie, and she was an airline stewerdess.  I would talk to her about whatever, nothing really exciting.  I didn't even know what she looked like, but it didn't matter for now. As the weeks moved along I soon found myself trying to ask her to talk on the phone.  She seemed worried. .and on the next try she agreed.  I made her cum talking to her, and I loved listening to her moan and say my name while she played with herself.   
The first time I talked to her I was very turned on, listening to her east coast accent.  I wanted her really bad, but I knew not to get to excited about it all.  Weeks went by, and I talked to her a few more times. Later, as I talked to her I asked her during phone sex to tell me that she loves me.  I loved listening to her say that, imagining I was fucking her big tits and looking at her pretty eyes as I she said those words.   It was quite a fantasy for me.  I would think about her when I was jacking-off, and I told her about how she was such a turn on for me.   I was surprised to hear that she did the same, thinking about me and even whispering my name as she played with her self at night.  I was so excited to hear that, i just about shot cum across the room when I had phone sex with her that evening. 
  Weeks went by, and I often imagined I would meet her.  Online we chatted, and she told me she would be in los angeles next week.  I agreed to meet her at the airport. I was pretty nervous meeting her, not know if I could have a conversation while she is actually there in front of me. I was nervous, but I managed to talk to her without stumbling too much.  We drove to the beach, and walked along the sand as the sun went down.  I wanted to ask her if she enjoyed talking to me on the phone,  but I didn't know how to say it.  I wanted to ask her if she really enjoyed it, and what she imagined when I phone fucked her.  We got in the car and drove, I didn't want to take her home yet.  I wanted to get a good view of the sunset, so we headed to the parking struckture at my work.  By the time we got there, it was dark, and I walked out to the edge and looked down.  I looked back at the car and she sat there, staring at me. She moved the seat to the reclined position, and I wondered if she was falling asleep.  As I walked back towards the car, I came around from behind, looking at her through my rear window. I noticed she was moving. As I came closer, I could peek through the window, and I saw she was touching herself.  My cock pulsed as I moved a little closer.  She spread her legs, and I could see her arm moving slowly in between.  I couldn't believe it, I leave her alone for a minute and she starts masterbating.  I wanted to keep watching her, but my cock getting so hard.   Suddenly she moved her seat up, and looked around for me.  I jumped in the card, and we headed to her hotel room.  As we drove and talked, my eyes met hers a few times, and it was such a rush, I couldn't believe I might be with her tonight.  We went to her hotel, and had a drink at the bar, watching the country western wannabees dance the night away.  We decided to dance the slow song at the end.  I moved my lips to hers and suddenly felt at ease, sucking her tongue, feeling her body on the dance floor.  She pulled me closer, and I could smell her sweet scent next to me.  We went to her room, and continued to kiss on her bed, pawing and pulling on each other.  She asked me if I wanted to take a shower, and went first.  She came in behind me and we kissed again, my cock pushing against her body.  She pulled on my big shaft, sliding her soft hand back and forth.  She sat on the edge of the tub and started rubbing it with both hands, staring at me while my cock grew bigger.   
