Free Our first meeting by Janet Griffing Page B

think of me when she first saw my dick, scared of the reality and a woman like her was too beautiful to be true. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her long dishwater blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and she had a dazzling smile.
     
 
     
I admired her dressing style that familiar revealed the curve of cleavage I had some days back seen in my laptop scream. Her clothes hung tightly about her body not hiding any part of her curves and did not go past mid thigh. Her short skirt allowed me to get a clearer view of the smoothest, longest legs I had ever seen. I just felt like tearing her up.
     
 
     
Instinctively my arms went around her waist as my tongue danced with hers and a small moan escaped both our throats as we deeply French kissed each other. I could not believe what was happening. A middle-aged guy didn't meet a beautiful woman over the internet and have her dive immediately into his arms. But it was really happening to me. My other thought was how incredible she tasted, a mixture of fruit, sugary sweetness, and flowers as her tongue danced with mine. Her hair smelled incredible as my tongue continued to dance with hers, her hands moving through my thick hair.
     
 
     
She let out another moan as my hands caressed her, not believing how incredible she was. She was the best kisser and I took it hard to belief that it was really happening to me. I turned her around and pulled her tighter against me. I could feel her pelvis grinding into my half hardened dick as she started moving against me in response to my obvious reaction to her kiss. She once more moaned and the sound reverberated through my mouth as our tongues danced. Everyone was completely being carried out and the fear as well as the trembling had completely subsided.
     
 
     
I move my hands lower, intending to pull her against me tighter. Her eyes flew open when my hands accidentally slid beneath her tiny skirt as the soft flesh of her ass cheeks met my palms. I got turned on and my dick rose to full hardness as I was unable to control myself. I even gently squeezed the soft flesh, eliciting another moan from her as I caressed her bare ass beneath the skirt. I drew her closer against me, her pelvis fastened against my full erection and I kept her against my manly body almost in fear the dream would disappear. Her body fit perfectly against mine as her soft breasts pressed against my masculine chest.
     
 
     
My hands moved down to her size 38c boobs, feeling the nipples through her blouse and lacey bra. She responded with a small moan and a deep gasp with each move I made. Her nipples were hard and I wanted them. I leaned her back and took her blouse in both hands. She looked me in the eyes as I tore the blouse apart exposing her nipples that peaked above her pink bra. I leaned down, took her erect nipple in my mouth as she moaned and pulled me closer. She suddenly slid her hands to my chest as she pushed herself away from me.
     
 
     
I looked at her questioningly, my breath went shallow and fast with lust, and my pulse raced. Looking into her beautiful face I saw the same feelings of desire within her eyes as she smiled back. She ran her hands over my shoulders and chest and then pushed my suit jacket back off my shoulders before unbuttoning my shirt. Taking in my strong chest she ran her nails through my chest hair and pushed my shirt open, leant forward and licked and nibbled at my nipples. She then tossed her hair back as she shrugged her shoulders out of the straps of her bra and lifted her arms out, wriggled as the bra dropped to expose her round, firm boobs.
     
 
     
We then resumed running our hands up and down each other’s body. We kiss even deeper and even stronger than before. Finally our lips parted and we held each other closer. I again got that chance and smelled the freshness in her hair once more. I could not belief that everything was just as I had imagined. I kissed her forehead and begin to softly kiss