I bet that there are so many people here who can relate to this story so I hope that you enjoy and maybe let me know if I’m right. This is also dedicated to someone special who made me write this and she knows who she is so if it is bad it’s your fault.
My name is Richard and while I was surfing around the internet one day, I came upon an erotic story site. This site was also a social network too, where you could read stories and send the author messages. One day I found a story I really liked and saw the little sign which said that the person who wrote it was online, so I decided to send her a little message to say I liked her story. We began exchanging messages to each other and I found out that her name was Carla, that she lived in the U.S.A., was married, and had a little boy.
Well, Carla and I exchanged messages with each other for about a week; then one day I decided to be brave and ask for her email address. I thought that she would probably be offended and would just tell me to go away or something. To my shock and delight she agreed and sent me an email! The emails between us went back and forth to each other for a few weeks and I quickly realized my gut instinct was right about Carla. She was really nice, normal, and truly real whenever she contacted me.
After a month I decided to ask her if it would be o.k. to get a picture of her and send her one of me; when she said yes and I had sent my picture I grew worried about what she would think of what she saw. I don’t think I’m anything special…. I’m just a normal 30 year old, just under 6 feet tall with a medium build with blue eyes. I have what some people call salt and pepper hair but I just call it grey. But at this point it was too late since the picture had been sent.
As it turned out she actually liked what she saw so she sent me one of her. When I got the email I was excited and clicked on the picture in the email and I was confronted by this completely stunning woman. She was blonde and well….. a real woman. By that I mean she wasn’t a Cameron Diaz copy; she was a typical woman with small but perfect breasts, stretch marks after giving birth, and she had curves, but to me she was stunning. She wasn’t like any of those Hollywood types but that made her 10 times more beautiful in my eyes. I decided I wanted to talk to her and asked if we could video chat and she said yes.
On the time that we were meeting, I was terrified and nervous like we were having our first date. It must have taken me about 4 or 5 tries to actually hit the video button. And then it seemed to take her months to accept the call! But when she did, I was actually talking to the woman I had been mailing for weeks and she was even more beautiful than the pictures! It was kind of odd at first but once we talked for awhile it was as if we had known each other for years. Seeing her and talking became super easy which was so good. Of course we got around to talking naughty and we made each other cum and she looked so gorgeous when she climaxed. It made me want her so much.
Carla and I did this for a few months and one day I decided I was going to fly to the U.S.A. to see her. I just had to meet this woman! I should say at this point that I live in the U.K. so I had to work out flights and stuff. Well, one day I thought “the hell with it” and got a ticket but forgot one tiny little thing:
I forgot to ask Carla if it was o.k. with her for me to come over!!!!! I hadn’t really thought about what I would do if she said no…..
That night we had one our video dates so I asked if it was alright. And to my complete delight she said it would be more than o.k.; she said she would book my hotel for me as she knew the area which was fine by me and kind of made sense.
Fast forward a week or so and I found myself nervously on a night flight to LAX….. still thinking, “what am I doing?” But at the same time I knew that this was completely the right thing to do. Because of the time difference it was about 10am when I got into L.A. and it took another half hour or so to clear the stupid security checks. I know they are boring but I also know they are there for the right reason; however, I was in a hurry and couldn’t wait to get to see Carla quick enough! When I had picked up my bags and found my way into the arrival hall I suddenly thought that I had to find the rental car desk. Anyways, the arrival hall was full so finding the desk was tricky and I was just left looking around like an idiot. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned around I was confronted by the woman I had been talking to for months! With a cheeky smile she looked at me and said “welcome to America, Mister Richard.”
I was a little stunned but just wrapped my arms around her and held her tight and it was then that I got to kiss her for the first time. This was a kiss that I had been wanting and dreaming about for so long. And in reality the kiss was so much more than I ever could have thought or imagined. We just held each other for a few minutes which was wonderful. I wasn’t expecting her to meet me at the airport but I was so pleased that she had come. “I couldn’t NOT meet you” she said. We broke the embrace and she helped me find the desk which was not easy in a busy airport but I eventually got a car and we made our way out to the parking garage.
You can guess that we had our hands all over each other and we were kissing as we went but it was so nice just holding her hand too. We found the car which isn’t easy in a parking garage full of cars that all look the same, but we found it pretty easily and I dumped my stuff into the trunk quickly. We stood and kissed for a while longer too and it just felt so right even though she was married and she had so much to lose by doing this. But it didn’t matter; it seemed so perfect, and at that point it wasn’t important that Carla was married and a mother. At that period in time we were the only two people in the world; and at that moment it was completely fine by us to keep it that way…….
While we were kissing an old couple came to the car next to us. The couple smiled at us and said to Carla: “it must be good to have him home honey!” Carla grinned at her and said, “you have no idea…..it’s been too long and I don’t want to let him go!” The man put their stuff in the car, closed the lid, and said to me, “you are a lucky guy…..your wife is lovely.” I was left a little shocked, thinking, “why does he think she is my wife?” Then I realized that Carla still had her wedding ring on so I just smiled at him and said “I know she is….. thank you very much sir.”
We got into my car and drove to Carla’s car and I followed her into town where the hotel was. We pulled up at this posh hotel and I thought “shit how much is this going to cost?” But it worked out since they had a promotion going on so it was cheap; and frankly, I didn’t care how much the place cost me as long as we could be together. Carla had to go to work for a little while so I checked in, dumped my bags, went for a walk, and got some food. And if I’m honest, I also tried to fight off jet lag which I wasn’t having much luck doing. I went back to my room and had a nap on the bed but was awakened by a knock on the door.
I got up and opened it, only to be confronted by Carla who looked stunning in a black dress and high heels. She looked seriously beautiful. She came in and kissed me passionately and said “well you have come all this way to see me and I should repay you.” With that she took her dress off and I got to see her in the flesh and she looked so good. She stood naked in front of me and I didn’t have to say anything because my dick said it all through my jeans. Carla asked me to take my clothes off and I got my clothes off quicker than I had ever done before in my life. Then she wrapped her hand around me, kissed me deeply, and got to her knees. She took the tip of my dick into her mouth and started to lick the tip with her tongue then swirled it around and the feeling was out of this world. She was driving me crazy so I told her I had to cum so she told me that she was thirsty and took me deep into her mouth. I shot my load far down her throat and when I had cum in her mouth she stood up, licked her lips, and said “I’m not thirsty anymore….. but I need something else.” And I said, “like what?”
We kissed again and she said “do you want to fuck me or make love to me? It is your choice.” I wasn’t sure so we kissed, fell back onto the bed, and explored each other’s bodies until I got hard again. Then I said “I’ve decided I want the first time to be special so I want to make love to you.” So I positioned myself on top of her and looked into her eyes. She smiled at me and said, “make love to me darling.” With this I needed no encouragement; I lowered my dick to her pussy and probed at her lips until my dick slipped through. I could feel that she was soaking wet so I slipped in her really easily; she was tight and the feeling of being buried deep in her felt so good. I loved the sensation of being as close to someone as possible as I was making love to her. I started to move in and out, then slowly picked up the pace, and as I did she matched me stroke for stroke which I found really hot. I got to the point where I needed to cum again and as I did she came at the same time which I have to say was the most incredible feeling ever.
We kissed and lay in each other’s arms for a little while until we fell asleep. This was my first day in America and as first days go, it was one of the best days of my life.
If you are in the same position as I was and are talking to someone online, just think “to hell with it!” If you can do something about it, then do it; after all, you only live once and there is plenty of time for regrets when you are gone.
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