It was the typical online hookup.
We'd messaged each other, profusely, before we actually got the chance to meet.
They were dirty, sensual, and sweet. Our biggest fantasies, what turned us on the most, it was almost beautiful.
So I gave in, I wanted to meet this guy, I had to feel him, he could get me wet from just one singular message, I wanted to see and feel what he could do to me in person.

we'd organized to meet, So I got dressed and I went to his house. I was wearing a pull over sweater with a high-waist skirt & stockings. Nothing special.
We went to his bedroom, he started to kiss me, touch me, I loved every moment. He finally pushed me onto the bed, and was rubbing me, telling me how he could feel how excited and horny I was (It wasn't hard, my panties were soaked with my juices).

He continued to kiss, and touch. I felt tingles running through my whole body like fireworks.
He started to take my clothes off, when I surprised him...Underneath my sweater, and skirt. I was wearing a naughty french maids outfit. It turned everything around; I've never seen a man turn from horny to ravenous in .5 seconds.

We fucked about 2 or 3 times before actually getting out of bed, every single time he slid in my tight pussy, I could feel every inch of him squirm, every muscle start to tense, it was such a turn on. His body against him, the heat between us. Then he had me pinned on my back and sat over me, forced his cock on me, I had no choice; I wanted it, so I licked it, I sucked it and his precum stuck to my lips. I'd never wanted something more in my life.

We finally got out of bed, it got adventurous. He was hungry, so he decided he wanted to cook chips, haha. I followed him through the house to the kitchen, he was standing behind me, feeling me, grabbing me, he pulled me closer and bent me over the kitchen sink and pounded me until he came again. I still wanted more.

He tried to bend me over the couch, but I resisted and pushed him down onto another couch, I jumped on his hard cock, and rode him. The thrill, the excitement, the orgasms.
That still wasn't enough for either of us.

as we were returning to his room, he grabbed me around the waist and pushed me onto his desk, where he yet again slid into me, and fucked me, grabbed me, bit me, told me to shut the fuck up, and I loved every moment of it.

we kept on it a few more times, but then it was time to depart. I said my goodbyes and left.

For such a boring place, there's definitely some interesting, great people here