We met online. Maybe a few months ago. I knew our relationship clicked from when I first saw that picture of you, you looked so shy and timid, it was a real turn on. Your figure was so feminine, with curves in all the right places. In your picture you wore all the buttons on your shirt done up, but I knew inside that you wouldn't be afraid to rip it off.
I continued reading about you, your name was Casey. You lived in Florida - alone. And I knew that I had to meet you, even though I lived a long way away.
When we started chatting, at first it was general topics 'how was your day?' and 'what are you doing at the weekend' but then we started flirting. Every single word that you typed sent shivers down my spine. I knew you wanted me, and I told you I wanted you.
Soon after, we started video chatting. This time it was more intense, the flirting was stronger. The virtual contact we made surprised us both. We were forward with each other and told each other exactly what we wanted.
Then one day, about a month and a half after we first met you didn't come online. We had promised to talk every day. I tried to call you but you never picked up. I worried so much that I refused to leave the house and go to work, just in case you got back to me. Eventually I got tired and went to bed.
As I lay there I pictured your face. Your head was resting on my pussy, taking tentative licks. You were massaging my breasts, taking each nipple and tugging it gently. Your hair fell messily over your face, and I could feel it against my sensitive skin. You took one hand away and brushed it behind one ear.
My hand slowing ran down my stomach towards my pussy which was soaking wet. I slipped in one finger and slowly started to finger myself, my juices making sliding in another finger very easy. I groaned as I pumped them into my warm tight hole.
But she had three fingers in, her thumb massaging my clit as she licked around the area. I started playing with my nipples, the felt as hard as diamonds. But she didn't stop. She quickened her pace.
My other hand lingered over my pert breast on the right hand side, they stood like statues upon my petite frame. I started rubbing my clit fast now, my thumb doing the work as my fingers continued to pump in and out. I came suddenly over my hand, my breaths were short and my chest rose and fell quickly.
Casey you looked so hot there, working on my pussy, and that was more of a turn on than anything else. I came on your hands and you were quick to lap it up, savoring the juices afterwards.
I fell asleep, naked on top on my covers, a wet patch soaking into the sheets.
A few hours late I woke with a start. On my alarm clock it said it was 11pm, but I could hear a knocking at the door. I yawned and stretched, pulled on a robe and went to answer the door.
It was raining heavily when I opened it and it was difficult to see from the lack of light.