Latest Forum Posts:


Dear John

It’s not every day you finally get to meet the guy you’ve been talking to online for four years.
“You’re going to be late if you don’t hurry up!” My dad yelled at me just as I was straightening the last bit of hair. Glancing at the time I realized he was right. Shit! I set the hair straightener down and ran back to my bedroom to throw on my favourite pair of jeans and the new top I got over the weekend. I slipped on my socks, grabbed my purse and headed to the front door to put on my ankle boots, scarf and coat. Living in Canada and having sometimes -20 winters you have to bundle up before even thinking of opening the door.

“Bye daddy,” I kissed him on the cheek before running out to the waiting cab and hopping in. I told the cab driver where to go as I did up my seatbelt and slumped back into my seat.

My heart rate was through roof. I can’t remember the last time I was this anxious for something. Probably never. It’s not every day you finally get to meet the guy you’ve been talking to online nearly every day since you were sixteen. I’m twenty now and I’ve known John for four years. He lives in Australia; we met online on some social network site. He was eighteen at the time and a total lady’s man it seemed. At first he was only good for talking about sexual stuff, and being sixteen my knowledge was pretty limited, but I still did my best to keep up. He was an asshole a lot of the time, most Aussies are apparently, they’re only rude to you if they like you. But he was also capable of being sweet. After a long while, like two to three years kind of a long while, we fell for each other and years later he’s decided to come visit me for Christmas and New Year’s.

I finally reached the airport and after paying for the cab fare I pretty much bolted for the entrance. With my luck he’d already be there and I’ve had made him wait, or his flight was running late. I kind of hope it was running late, that way I have more time to compose myself.

I weaved my way through the throng of people until I found gate Gate 7. I managed to find a spot and sat down looking at the display screen to find the arrival time for John’s flight. DELAYED; it said in red capital letters. I sat back and plopped my purse on my lap and watched as people were coming and going. Further down one of the flights had come in and you could see people embracing, shaking hands, some crying, and some kissing. It was quite a touching scene. Other people though looked tired and didn’t seem to have anyone waiting for them. Perhaps they were coming back from an exotic vacation and weren’t too thrilled to see a thick layer of snow on the ground.

The thought made me smile at what John’s reaction to the cold would be. Coming from summer in Australia to winter in Canada is going to be quite the shock to his system. I know he’s excited to see snow, but that excitement will probably last all of two minutes until he wants to go in for some “Hot Milo”. I don’t know what it is, but according to him it’s good. I just want my hot cocoa, but with his lack of appreciation for anything sweet he might just have to settle for hot water.

A female’s voice came over the intercom, snapping me out of my thoughts and announced that the flight from Australia was about to come in. If my stomach wasn’t in knots before, it sure as hell is now.

Another fifteen or so minutes later the passengers came through the gate with their luggage. I stood back, out of the way trying to keep my eyes open for that familiar handsome Australian boy. Around me people were embracing, laughing, and shaking hands, some even crying and one or two couples were making out. I stood up onto my tippy toes as people kept filing through the gate. Then I saw him and my heart felt like it stopped. Having no control over my limbs, whatsoever, I bolted straight for him. When he finally caught site of me he set his luggage down just in time to wrap his arms around me as I flung myself into his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and held on so tight I feared I was choking him, but I didn’t give a shit. He was finally here and I wasn’t planning on letting him go.

I felt him pull back and I began to reluctantly loosen my embrace on him until I felt his lips on mine for the first time. After years of dreaming and imagining what it would be like to actually kiss him it was finally happening. I tightened my arms back around him I kissed him back with all the passion I’ve mustered up over the last four years. Finally we stepped apart, letting my legs unwrap from around his waist and I couldn’t help the smile that crept onto my face as he looked down at me.

“Hey pretty girl,” he said as a smile of his own crept onto his face.

“Hi Johnny,” I replied.

“That flight was so long, fucking A,” he said stretching his arms above his head and I took the opportunity to wrap my arms around his middle, hugging him again. I felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled. “Someone happy to see me?”

“Shut up and let me hug you,” I mumbled against his chest as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

“You can hug me as much as you want, baby girl,” he kissed the top of my head. I stepped back and smiled up at him.

“Let’s get you checked into your hotel, you must be so tired,” I said taking some of his luggage and he followed me in tow as we headed back outside.

The gust of air whipped my hair back and I could hear him shivering as we reached a taxi and slid in. He was still shivering when we pulled up to the hotel. I couldn’t help but laugh at him and he sent me a glare which made me laugh harder.

We got out of the car and he literally ran for the hotel entrance as I followed behind him at a slower pace, laughing and shaking my head at him. He was already at the concierge desk getting his room keys when I walked in and we headed to the elevator. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to him just as the elevator doors closed and he kissed me for the second time and I couldn’t help but smile against his lips.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here,” I mumbled as we broke apart.

“Well believe it baby girl,” he said kissing my forehead. “You look even prettier in person,” he whispered before the elevator doors opened to the seventh floor and we headed towards his room.

I set his duffle bag down on the bed before going over to the heater and turning it on. They clearly didn’t keep the room heated while they were vacant.

“It’s a nice room,” I said taking in the crisp white of the queen sized comforter then glancing over at the coffee bar, TV, micro-wave and mini fridge. “What’s the bathroom like?” I asked as I heard the toilet flush followed by a squeal.

“THE WATER DRAINS THE OTHER WAY!” I heard him squeal in excitement. I laughed, remembering the conversation we had about which direction the water drained being on different sides of the equator. I stood in the door way, watching as he flushed it again.

“You know, no matter how many times you flush it it’s always going to go down the same way,” I smirked. He turned to me and pouted.

“But.. it’s cool,” he said a little deflated. I laughed and took my coat off and went to hang it up in the hallway. I walked past the bathroom and found him sprawled out on the bed.

“Tired?” I inquired, sitting next to him and rubbing his back. He nodded, not saying anything. “Wanna take a nap?”

“Only if you join me,” he responded. I nodded and stood up before walking over to his luggage and pulled a t-shirt out then headed to the bathroom to change into it, removing my jeans and bra before slipping it on. I headed back out and climbed into bed next to him noticing he was already stripped down to his boxers. He pulled me into his side and I rested my head on his chest. “I love you, baby girl,” he said kissing the top of my head.

“I love you too, Johnny,” I mumbled in reply. After a while I felt his breathing grow deeper and I tipped my head up to look at him seeing that’s he’s already fallen fast asleep. I rolled over onto my other side and let myself drift off as well.

* *

I woke up to feel the bed shifting before an arm wrapped around me and then a hard chest against my back. I mumbled incoherently before I heard him chuckle.

“You’re pretty,” I felt him kiss the back of my shoulder as his hand splayed across my stomach, stroking it with his thumb.

“You’re handsome,” I said, snuggling in closer to him and running my hand up and down his arm. His hand slid down to my thigh and started stroking it softly with his thumb.

“I’m not dreaming am I?” He asked, making me smile and I pressed in closer to him.

“Not this time, baby boy,” I replied before turning over to face him.

He smiled before kissing my lips and I rested my hands against his chest as he pulled me in closer. I nibbled on his lower lip before tugging on it then kissing him again. His lips opened mine and I felt his tongue slip past my lips. I played with his tongue as I draped my leg over his hip. He gripped my thigh in his hand, squeezing and stroking it and pulled me against his groin. I could feel his hardening cock and I kissed him harder.

He rolled over on top of me, slipping between my legs, I gazed up at him as a blush crept up to my cheeks and I bit onto my lower lip. I saw a smirk spread across his lips. Shit! I forgot he made it a goal to make me blush.

He reached down for his shirt that I was wearing and pulled it off my body, leaving me in just my panties. He dipped his head down and took one of my nipples into his mouth and started sucking on it. My head rolled back as I gripped onto his shoulders, my hands running into his hair as he kissed over to my other nipple and began sucking on that one too, his thumbs then hooked into my panties and slid them down my legs before tossing them aside. His hands slid up the insides of my thighs as he kissed up to my lips, his fingers found my clit and he started rubbing it back and forth causing a moan to escape my lips. He slowly slid them into my pussy and began pumping them in and out of me as he kissed down to my neck. I gripped harder onto his shoulders, moaning again as my back arched and I could feel him smile against my neck.

He slid his fingers out and started kissing down my body. His eyes never left mine as I ran my hands up his back. His lips found my clit and he began sucking on it, earning a moan to escape my lips. He prodded at the entrance to my pussy, his fingers easing back inside before they slid all the way in and started pumping them in and out, his mouth clamped over my clit as he flicked his tongue back and forth on it.

My hands curled into fists around the sheets and my breathing became more and more laboured as his tongue expertly flicked across my clit and his fingers plunged inside me in a fast, steady rhythm. A heavy, familiar pressure started to build up in my lower stomach, a pressure that caused my entire body to tense up as I gripped the sheets harder.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Let me feel it,” he mumbled against my clit before his lips clamped around it and he began sucking harder. That was all I needed. My body kept tensing up until finally my orgasm shook through my body and I let out a loud moan as my body quivered beneath him, with my head thrown back and my hair strewn across the pillows.

Finally when my body calmed down he slid his fingers back out and kissed up my body to my lips. I could taste myself on him as my tongue darted across his lips. I pushed on his chest to make him sit up as I did as well.

“Let me see that cock of yours, baby,” I said.

“Sure thing, baby girl.” He stood up as I sat on my knees on the edge of the bed. He pushed his boxers down to the floor and kicked them aside. My eyes trailed down to his cock and I couldn’t help but stare at it. I knew he was big, but it felt so different seeing it here in arms reach. “You like it?” He asked taking me out of my train of thoughts and all I could manage was a nod and he chuckled.

I reached out to wrap my hand around the base of it and stroked up to rub my thumb over the head of his cock, starting in small circles just around the very tip and down to the base of his head. He stepped closer and I was able to press my lips against his balls, making a figure-eight around them with my tongue then trailing it up the length of his shaft to his head. I wrapped my lips around him and started sucking as my tongue circled his head.

I wrapped my hand around the base again, holding it steady as I eased his cock a little further into my mouth before withdrawing and then pushing him back in again. I started gaining a steady pace between sucking and stroking his cock. I reached up with my free hand and cupped it around his balls and began massaging them.

I could hear his breathing get a little shallow as his hand ran through my hair and gripped it a little tightly as I kept bobbing my head back and forth, taking as much as my little mouth can handle.

“Let me fuck you, pretty lady,” he said and I slid my mouth off his cock.

“God, I’ve wanted to fuck that cock for so long, baby.” I stood up and pushed him down onto the edge of the bed and sat on his lap, straddling him with my legs bent at the knees. I rested one hand on his shoulder while using my other hand to ease him inside me. I started moving up and down on his cock, gripping his shoulders tightly as my breathing became heavy. I kept moving up and down, pushing him in deeper each time trying to ease him all the way inside me. Leaning forward I rested my forehead on his shoulder. “It’s tighter than I thought,” I breathed out, finally able to get his full size inside me.

“You’re so tight, baby,” he mumbled, rubbing my back with one hand as his other was resting on the mattress keeping himself propped up. He quickly, though, scooped me up in his arms and stood up with my legs around him and sat down in the arm chair in the corner of the room with me in his lap.

I rested my forehead on his and began rocking up and down on his cock, sliding him in and out at a steady pace, my breathing getting heavier. His hands grasped my hips firmly and started pulling me down against him harder and faster, driving his cock inside my tight, wet pussy.

“Oh god, baby. You feel so good,” I breathed out as his cock pushed up into my pussy. My grip on his shoulders tightened and I gradually picked up more speed, riding his cock with as much momentum as I could muster up.

One of his hands slid up my back and gripped onto my hair, pulling my lips to his as his tongue pushed into my mouth. I let out a moan as his other hand gripped on my hip and pushed me down harder onto his cock, causing me to throw my head back and he leaned forward to bite and suck on my neck and chest. My body started tensing up and his arms wrapped themselves around my waist, pulling me tightly against his chest as his hips lifted off the cushion and started thrusting up into me.

I bit down on his shoulder as my pussy squeezed and choked his cock. He gave one final thrust before my body started to shake and quiver in his embrace, my moaning becoming louder, but muffled against his shoulder as my orgasm shook through my body.

“Oh fuck, baby!” I all but screamed into the crook of his neck as his hold on me tightened.

Panting heavily, I tried catching my breath as my body slumped against his and he started rubbing my back up and down.

He picked me back up in his arms and led us back to the bed. He set me down before crawling back on top of me and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he slid back inside me, not wasting anytime, he began thrusting himself inside me. My hands wrapped around his forearms tightly, I began rocking my hips up and down in sync with his thrusts as he drove deep inside me.

My hands slid up to his back as one of his arms slid under the back of my neck while the other kept him propped up. He pressed his face into the crook of my neck as his thrusts became harder and rougher. His breathing getting heavier and shorter as his hand under my neck started pulling on my hair, making my head tilt back. He leaned in and started biting my neck then running his tongue up and down to soothe the sting.

He kissed my lips as he slid out of me, gaining a confused look from me.

“All fours, baby girl,” he said and I rolled over onto my back before pushing my bum up into the air. I glanced over my shoulder at him just as he slid back in and started pounding into my pussy, his grip on my hips tightening as his nails dug into my flesh, leaving behind marks I’m sure. “You’re so wet,” he mumbled as he reached under me and started rubbing my clit up and down, his thrusts fast and relentless.

My hands curled into fists around the duvet as I felt the beginnings of another orgasm build up, making my body tense up.

“Shit,” I breathed out. He stopped rubbing my clit to grab onto my hips again and started pulling me into his thrusts even harder. I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit as my orgasm kept building up.

“Cum for me,” He mumbled as he leaned forward to kiss my shoulder, his cock pounding into my sensitive pussy. I moaned loudly into the bed, almost screaming in pleasure as my body started to shake and writhe through my orgasm, his thrusts still fast and deep as he fucked me through it.

I leaned up to watch him fuck me before he pushed me back down into the mattress and started fucking me in urgency as he pounded his cock deeper into the depths of my wet, contracting pussy. I could feel his cock start to tense up and his breathing become more laboured before he let out a deep moan as his cock filled my pussy with its cum, twitching inside me. I let out a soft moan as the warmth of his cum filled me to the brim.

His hold on my hips loosened and my shaky legs gave out under me. Collapsing onto the mattress he leaned down to brush the hair out of my face and kissed me on the cheek and mumbled a soft ‘I love you’ before lying beside me. He pulled me into his chest and rubbed my back up and down, wrapping the blankets around our naked bodies with his other hand.

“Definitely better than my imagination,” he said kissing my forehead and I smiled, nuzzling my face into his chest.

“I’d have to agree,” I mumbled against his chest and planted a soft kiss. “I love you, baby boy.”

“I love you too, baby girl.” I could hear the smile in his voice as my eyes fluttered closed and a yawn escaped my lips. “Sweet dreams.” He combed his fingers through my hair until I drifted asleep in his arms.

This story is protected by International Copyright Law, by the author, all rights reserved. If found posted anywhere other than with this note attached, it has been posted without my permission.

To link to this sex story from your site - please use the following code:

<a href="">Dear John</a>

Comments (3)

Tell us why

Please tell us why you think this story should be removed.