My name is Kristen and I'm a Lushie. It's what people call themselves on Lush. I'm 24, and I have brown hair and eyes. I only have B-cup boobs but I like to think I'm pretty.
Anyway, about two years ago I came across this website called Lush Stories. It's an adult website where people chat, make friends, post sex stories, and forum questions too. At first, honestly it was a little overwhelming to me. It was almost too good to be true, yet it actually existed. I liked to read stories on there, like group sex or lesbian stories. Those were my two favorite categories.
In a matter of three weeks I had more friends on there than on Facebook. Just like on Facebook, you can poke your friends. This happened to me several times, and I would talk to guys and chicks. A lot of the guys just wanted to talk about sex and have me look at pictures of them nude. That really disinterested me, so I just deleted those so-called friends. Anyway, as I received my Yearling badge, I actually met someone nice. He requested a chat window one night, and I accepted.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Hello, I'm Kristen," I let him know.
"I'm Phil," he let me know.
We made some nice small talk for a little while, but he eventually asked me something interesting.
"What's your cup size? I can't tell by your pictures on your profile," he said.
I was about to just click the x on the window, but I decided to give him something.
"I'm a B-cup," I told him.
"I like B-cup boobs," he put on the record.
We made some more slight sexual talk and small talk. I finally found someone that I liked talking to and we found a little chemistry too.
"You know it's not that funny," he said.
"Yes it is. You actually had 'I just got fucked hard', written on your forehead, with a sharpie for two days straight, and you had no idea?" I had to know.
"Yes," he eventually let me know.
Obviously he couldn't hear me, but I was laughing out loud. Then I checked out some his pictures. He also had brown hair and eyes, but he looked taller than me. He was cute and I could see myself having sex with him if I met him in person. We talked a lot for a few months, and it was nice. We never had cyber sex but I think he wanted to. He was like a boyfriend to me only we weren't having sex. Then one day he asked me something interesting.
"Is it true you live in South Bend, IN?" he asked me.
"Yes," I answered, as I was curious.
"I'm gonna be in that area in two weeks, for my family reunion. Would you like to meet in person?" he pondered.
My pussy got wet, and I was ecstatic. I loved the idea; I had really wished I could meet him in person and now I could get the chance.
"Yes, I would love that," I simply let him know.
"Good, I really wanna meet you too. I'm gonna fly out there two weeks from tonight, then spend a couple days with my family. After that, I can get them to drive out your way," he explained.
It all seemed too good to be true, but yet it seemed to be happening. The next two weeks seemed like two years honestly; I was just dying to meet him. I gave him my address and on the day he was supposed to show up my eyes were glued to the windows. I was really anxious to meet him and I honestly didn't think I had ever been more anxious before in my life. It was like I was about to lose my virginity all over again. I had no idea what car to look for, so when I saw any car that I didn't recognize, I went ape shit. After about fifty different cars not being the right one, I became a little less enthused. I just sat down and got on my computer.
I got on and read some stories. I found a sweet lesbian story, and I got to when they were eating each other out in the 69 position. I had to put my right hand down into my panties. I masturbated to the stories quite frequently, they were just so damn hot. It almost took no effort at all for me to get off. I would imagine the story actually taking place and then all the dominoes would fall. That always led to a great orgasm. I stuck a couple fingers up into my pussy too, and really got myself off. After about two minutes of masturbating, I came. I was satisfied, but unfortunately that was when there a knock at the door.
"Shit," I whispered.
I didn't think he'd just walk in, but I feared he would. That just made me nervous. So, it was more difficult to make myself decent and not look like I just rubbed one off. I hurried and got in front of a tall mirror I had. I just made sure I looked halfway decent, not that he completely cared. I fixed my hair and made sure my boobs were at least semi-noticeable. I went over to the door, and there he was with a suit case in his hand. I wondered if he was planning on sleeping over. Either way, I opened the door, and he smiled at me.
"You must be Kristen," he said.
I just giggled, and my panties got a little wetter in the process. I couldn't seem to say anything back though.
"May I come in, please?" he pondered.
"Oh, yes," I let him know as my voice cracked.
He laughed a bit too, as he came in.
"That's what your voice sounds like, I had a different idea in mind," he put on the record.
"No," I said as I cleared my throat.
I did my best to say something in a normal voice.
"I sound like this, and yes, you may come in," I said in a normal voice.
"Thank you," he told me as he came in.
He came into my one bedroom apartment, and still seemed to be impressed.
"It's quaint, I like it," he told me.
"Thank you," I replied.
We both sat down, after he put his bag down. He sat on one side of the couch, and I sat on the other.
"So, this is where the magic happens?" he wondered.
"Well, there hasn't been too much magic here lately. I guess I'm in a bit of a slump, but then again, I haven't really been looking. You know, since we've been talking," I put on the record.
He nodded, I guess he approved.
"Just so you know, I wasn't planning on spending the night. I can get a hotel room," he said.
"No, you can stay here. I have this couch," I told him.
"OK, that won't be weird?" he wondered.
"No," I told him.
He got there around 4:00, and we just talked until it was about 8:00. Just like I thought, we had more chemistry in person. We got into some sexual topics but nothing major. Just like how many sexual partners we've had and other various things. Although, after 8:00 he asked me something I found myself loving.
"This may just put a slight damper on things, but could I kiss you? I've imagined it so many times, I would just like to try it once, for real," he explained.
"I'd love to," I simply replied.
He leaned forward towards me, and kissed me once. It was only about five seconds, but it was amazing. One hell of a lot better than I imagined it would be. Then he leaned back, and we both just smiled at each other.
"Thank you," I told him.
"It was a pleasure," he put on the record.
Then he put on a romantic movie. I told him I was a huge fan of Dirty Dancing, and he brought over the DVD. He put it in the player, and actually watched it with me. He was leaning on his back, and then I just did something. I didn't really think about it I guess.
As we got to the scene where Patrick picks up Jennifer in that famous scene, I crawled over to him. I lay with him with my head on his chest. We cuddled together for the rest of the movie. Towards the end, he took my hand in his and held me tight. We had mostly only talked through the website, but I felt stronger feelings with him in person. I felt like I knew everything about him and he knew everything about me too. I felt like I was cuddling with my soul mate truth be told. As we got to the end, I just sparked a couple tears as I always did. He leaned over and kissed me on the head.
"The movie gets you too, huh?" he pondered.
"Who are you, Phil Tanner?" I inquired.
We both just looked into each other's eyes, and stared into each other's souls. It may not have been love at first type, or first look, but it was love at first stare.
"I'm the luckiest man on the planet right now," he answered.
I kissed him on the cheek and we held each other really tightly. I swear, I felt the love for him. It might have just been the heat of the moment, I wasn't sure.
"Are you just keep staring at me, or are you gonna kiss me again?" I wondered.
He laughed for a split second, and slowly leaned towards my face. This time, we kissed for about thirty seconds. They were magical seconds and then I put my entire body on top of him. I leaned my head onto his shoulder with my arms between our bodies. We both felt it, but we resisted each other. We didn't want to move too far, too fast.
"I should go to bed now," I said as I got up.
He leaned up and put his arms out.
"Can I have a hug good night at least?" he wondered.
I honestly saw no harm in that and my heart wouldn't say no. I walked over towards him and gave him a big hug. I intended on it lasting for just a few seconds, but our bodies wouldn't let go. It lasted for over a minute and my panties became wet again. I felt nervous, and then I backed away a little bit. I just looked down towards his stomach because I just couldn't look him in the eyes. Then he threw out some words.
"Kristen, you are the sweetest woman I've ever met. And I would love nothing more than to tell you, that I think we're soul mates," he explained.
I heard it but I wasn't sure what to say to that honestly. After looking at him for about thirty seconds, I finally said something.
"Do you really think so?" I wondered.
"Yes, Kristen, I think I'm in love with you," he told me.
We both stared at each other for about three minutes straight, and neither one of us said a word. Eventually, he walked towards me and stood mere inches in front of me. He stood so close that I felt his breath on me. I was sure the feeling was mutual between us but it was just out of nowhere though.
"May I kiss you?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied.
He put his lips on mine and they didn't leave for over ten minutes. We both wrapped our arms around each other and just stayed close. As I hugged him I just got the courage to say the words.
"I love you, will you make love to me?" I pondered softly.
"Yes, and I love you too," he let me know softly as well.
He picked me up with my back in one arm and my legs in the other. He took me to my bedroom and set me on my bed. He got on top of me and we made for another minute. Then his hands went down towards my pants, but he hesitated.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he wondered.
"Are you sure you love me, Phil?" I asked him.
"Yes, what about you?" he wondered too.
"Me too," I told him.
With that on the record, he slowly undid my pants and pushed them down slowly. He saw my panties were wet so he knew I wanted him. His lips became wet and so did mine. I put my hands onto his pants too, and undid them. I was curious how big his dick would be, but I still knew it was just part of the package I opened when it showed up at my doorstep. It was a good size but I really didn't care about the size. Then he got on top of me again and slowly inserted his cock into me. I had thought of what it would feel like a million times before but it was nothing compared to the real thing. I was not planning on having sex with him but I wasn't planning on cuddling with him or kissing him either.
I felt the love just increasing by the second and then he slowly began thrusting his dick. I took in deep breaths and just tried to convince myself this was really happening. We maintained eye contact for about ten minutes straight. During that ten minutes he took his hands in mine and had the look of both lust and love. I was sure it was more love but I certainly liked what I saw. Eventually he leaned down to kiss me once. It lasted for about twenty seconds, and then he put his head right next to mine. His lips were right next to my right ear so he whispered something to me.
"I wanted to tell you that I loved you after we talked for only a week. You are one beautiful woman and I'd love nothing more than to stay here with you," he whispered.
I did not expect that but I found myself loving it though. This man just kind of strolled into my life of the sudden and then all this happened. I had no idea if this was a now or never thing but I couldn't get myself to say no.
"Do you promise?" I wondered.
"Yes," he told me.
I held him tight, and he felt that he could not hold out any longer.
"Please, shoot it inside me, I wanna feel it," I whispered.
He did just that and it was very sweet of him to do that. After that we cuddled for a few minutes in silence. Then he told me he really loved me and there wasn't a doubt in his mind. I told him the feeling was mutual. It was quite obvious he wasn't about to check into a hotel. So I got out of the bed and slowly began to strip completely. I took off my pants and panties first, and then my shirt. I very slowly took off my bra and he took a look at my entire body. He got up too, and came over to me.
"You are truly beautiful, Kristen," he said slowly.
I began undressing him completely. It took me about a minute, and then I checked him out too. He was beautiful too, and then we both got on the bed. We made love again and we got a little more physical. After we made love again, we cuddled and talked some more.
"I'm not on the pill, Phil. If I'm pregnant, do you wanna keep it?" I pondered.
"Well, by then, all my stuff will be over here. I wanna move in, and be with you, because I love you, Kristen," he explained.
I sparked quite a few tears, it was all sudden. Although, I thought it all would be very worth it in the end. We stayed close for a few more minutes and then he got up.
"Where are you going?" I wondered.
"I almost forgot, I brought you something," he let me know.
I had no idea what it could be. He already gave me his love, and possibly a baby, what else could there be? He came back a minute later with his right hand behind his back.
"What do you have, Phil?" I wondered.
Then he showed me, as he got down on his knees. It was an engagement ring.
"Kristen, I know we've only been in personal contact for hours now, but over the countless hours we talked online, I've fallen for you. I've fallen hard, and I can't see myself continuing life without you. I just want you, Kristen. We've made love, and I know you feel it too. I know it's scary, but I know for a fact, we love each other. We can get hung up on the details, or we can take this leap of faith together. So, Kristen Chadway, will you marry me?" he sweetly asked me.
I had literally never shed more tears in my life, than in that moment. His words spoke to me, and they hit all the right buttons. I honestly had no idea who I would ever marry before I met him. I just told him, what my heart was feeling.
"Yes," I simply replied.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes," I told him again.
He put the ring on my finger, and kissed me again. We made love yet again, with no condom. Of course, I had to wonder if I was going to get pregnant, but I had other things to think about. He told me loved me numerous times, and I told him the same. He said he was more than ready to start a family with me. He told me he'd move in with me by the following week.
I just couldn't stop thinking about the suddenness, but I knew in the end, I would get over it. He kept to his word, and a week later we lived together. A couple weeks after that we both said 'I do' to each other. My mom was shocked but quite happy to hear I was getting hitched. I was upfront about how we met but she didn't like it. Although, she knew it was pointless to argue about it.
One month into our marriage I found out I was pregnant with a beautiful baby girl. Then my mom really took a liking to Phil. She couldn't argue with finally getting a grandchild to spend endless hours with. Obviously, I was pregnant before we got married. Although, we both made it clear she was a love child, and not that other term. As our daughter, Mandy, was a year old, we moved into a bigger place.
Now we've been married for a few years, and Mandy is a toddler. Our story probably isn't as romantic as people like, but it's our story. We've been talking about having another baby, but that's still up in the air though. I'm glad I took the leap of faith, because now I have a wonderful baby girl and a husband that loves the ground I walk on. I said yes to my soul mate.
We still get on because we like to read together. We both deleted our individual accounts, and have an account together now. We haven't told anyone else that we met on the website. Although, we've made it clear that we're in love and not interested in threesomes or swapping partners.
When we're not taking care of Mandy we're working on stories together. We love to share fictional words, but no real words. We've also role-played some stories, which has been hot. We'll never forget the website, and it'll be visited by us forever.
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