It was nine o’clock in the evening and Sean sat in front of his computer. He smiled to himself as he logged onto his favourite website and waited. He watched as friends seemed to log in and out, but he was waiting for one in particular: Monica.
Sean was a horny, perverted man of thirty-five who loved nothing more than chatting with his cute-as-a-button friend who was only twenty years old. There was a sound and he looked to see that she had come online. It was especially naughty for him to chat with her as she was a lesbian. The thought of talking naughty to a woman that he would not be able to have was a turn on for him, especially if he could find a way to change her.
Their chats were always cordial, with light flirting, and promises to meet up someday and maybe do something. He longed to be able to touch her in any way she would let him. He often logged on just to look at her pictures and stroke his cock to her.
She was everything he wasn’t: cute, fit, agile and talented. Monica was an amazing twenty-year-old. She had long dark hair, dark eyes and a button nose that sat on top a mouth that could suck cock like a pro if she wasn’t a lesbian. To round it off, she had freckles. Freckles that just begged to be spunked on, Sean thought in his mind.
“Sean, I'm going to be in your town at the end of the week.”
Sean sat up and took notice. Really, maybe his fantasy of her would come true. They had spoken many times about what would happen if they actually met up and Sean knew that he wouldn’t get a chance like this ever again.
He spent the next two days cleaning his apartment and making sure it looked good enough for company. He was nervous; it had been a while since he had met up with a girl so young and was looking forward to it.
It was Thursday and he had received the message that Monica was in town. They arranged to meet at a bar for a couple of drinks before going back to his place. When they met, he was besotted. She looked amazing, every bit as good as her pictures, if not better. If he wasn’t a gentleman he would have had his way with her right there and then, but he knew that if he wanted to be with her he’d have to wait and take it slow.
They had a drink and then decided to go back to his place. They had arranged that she would stay with him for the night as he had a spare bedroom. They also agreed to have a cuddle session as they both really enjoyed a good cuddle.
Once back at his, they went up to his room. He held her close and started to undress her. She blushed at him and told him she had never been in her underwear in front of a guy before. He smiled and gave her a peck on the lips. He stripped down to his boxers and lay back on the bed. She climbed on his bed and got into a comfortable position next to him.
They moved about till they found a position we were both comfortable with and just lay there. She had her head on his chest and her bra-covered breasts resting on his belly. He had his hand resting on her shoulder gently caressing her and not saying a word.
She seemed to reposition herself putting her head closer to his and slinking a leg over his body. He had a raging hard-on as he could feel her breathing on his neck. He slipped his arm around her waist and slid his hand over her soft butt. She seemed to not care too much so he pulled her close and gave her a small peck on the lips.
She looked into his eyes and for some reason, there seemed to be a yearning there. He kissed her again, this time pushing his tongue into her mouth. She didn’t resist so he slowly and softly started to make out with her. She seemed to really enjoy making out and her hand slid over his chest.
He pulled her on top of him as they kissed; she seemed to really get into it. He slid his hand over her and slipped it between her legs. It seemed to shock her and she pulled away from him, even climbing off him and sitting on her knees beside him.
“No, Sean, I can’t do that; I'm a lesbian.”
He smiled at her and pulled her back on top of him. He kissed her gently, rubbing his nose against hers, which she seemed to like.
“Don’t worry, Monica. We aren’t having sex. I'm just touching you. You seem to like making out with me; it's all part of the same thing. I promise not to do anything you don’t want.”
She seemed to relax and gave him another peck on the lips.
“Okay, but if I tell you to stop, you will stop, right?”
He nodded and pulled her close once more. As they kissed he slid his hand once again over her crotch, feeling how hot and wet she was. She didn’t seem to mind as his hand started to rub at her crotch in a circular motion. She moaned into his mouth, trying to snake her tongue over his. She was a great kisser and he really enjoyed himself.
He decided to see if he dared to take things further. He slipped his hand inside her panties, now cupping her bare pussy. She was completely bald and she was soaking wet. Gently he rubbed at her pussy, feeling her wet hole gushing. She didn’t seem to mind anymore that he was touching her. In fact, she was moaning under her breath for him to slide a finger inside her.
“Are you sure?”
She just nodded and uttered one word.
“Please.”
He smiled and slowly pushed one digit inside her; she stopped moaning for a second and waited for him to push in another. He slipped a second finger inside her, pushing them both in to the knuckle. She moaned loudly and kissed him once more as his fingers slowly fingered her tight virgin hole. He fingered her hard and fast as he pulled her close to kiss her. They kissed passionately as she moaned into his mouth. He enjoyed fingering her but wanted more.