First Meeting, Part 1



   They had known each other for months on-line, but now, the moment they
had both lusted after had arrived.  No longer satisfied with a mere
internet dalliance, they both needed to engage the true senses...taste,
smell, touch...to truly know each other.



   He pulled into the parking lot of the Marriot, and saw the car that he
was told to look for.  He pulled into the spot across from it, and got out.
As he turned, she was getting out of hers.  They looked at each other
across the road for what seemed like an eternity, then, launched themselves
at each other.  They crashed together, arms wrapping, mouths and tongues
meeting with a wet fire that consumed them both.  When they were able to
relax her hand found his, and led him into the building, down a hall, and
to a door.  Her keycard slid into the slot, and the door popped open.  She
led him through the door, and into the room.



   They looked at each other, and around the room, and their eyes locked on
the bathroom door.  They both began to walk towards the large facility,
stripping as they went.  He turned on the water in the oversized stand up
stall, and tested the temperature, as she slid up behind them, pressing her
pubic bone against his rear.  He looked over his shoulder and smiled, and
led her by the hand into the now steaming shower.



   He turned and beheld her.  Her sloping breasts coming to rock points,
despite the heat of the shower, her nipples were engorged.  Her light brown
hair had been pulled up and tied, accentuating the erotic line of her
smooth neck.  His gaze slid down to her ample hips, and the wisp of dark
hair above her slit.  His cock immediately began to stir as he reached for
the soap, and began to lather up his hands.  He reached out to her with his
soapy hands, starting with her neck, coming closer so that he could move
around to the back of her.  His slick hands moved down her chest to soap
her breasts, moving in an outward motion to the tips of her pink puffy
nipples, giving them a slight tweak that caused a combined yip and moan of
pleasure.  He continued down her stomach to her hips, sliding back to her
rear.  He went to his knees, and kneaded the flesh of her ass, soaping and
worshiping at the same time, exciting him to another height of arousal,
causing his cock to throb.  As his left had moved into the crack of her
ass, to tickle and wash the sensitive asshole, his right move to the front,
just above her pretty slit.  He paused, gathered his composure, and moved
down, rubbing her already moist slit.  The ministrations to her crack and
her slit caused her knees to slightly buckle, and a loud moan to escape her
lips.  Her hips began to buck against both of his hands...first forward,
hunching her clit into his palm, and then back, pressing her asshole
against his probing fingers.  She shuddered and yelled, reaching the first
orgasm of the night.



   He stood up behind her, His hot cock sliding up and down her soapy
crack, causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head with pleasure. 
She turned around to return the favor.  Soaping her hands, she had a wicked
grin on her face.  Rather than start with the pretense of a washing, she
sank to her knees and took his cock on her hands, jerking it with the slick
soap filled palm.  Her lathered hand fondled his balls, gently soaping
them. As the water washed the soap of his turgid prick, she leaned forward
and slid her tounge over the head, sucking the tip expertly into her mouth.
At the same time, her other soap filed hand reached under him and found his
pucker, sliding a finger in.  She looked up at him with her lovely eyes
that seemed to plead for something.  He grabbed her pulled back hair, and
she smiled, seeming to get what she wanted.  He began to slowly fuck her
face, his fat cock seeming to stretch her lips to the breaking point, his
hand in her hair pushing her down onto his cock.  When she began to wiggle
her finger, he exploded in her mouth, filling it to the point where the
white sticky fluid began to drip from her lips.  She swallowed furiously,
greedily sucking down most of the discharge.  He fell back onto the small
tile bench in the shower, spent.  She crawled her way to him and kissed him
hard.  He tasted the semen still in her mouth as his tongue snaked into it.
They made out like this for what seemed and eternity.



   Later they withdrew, toweled each other off and walked hand-in-hand to
the bed.  She knew full well what was expected of her, as they had talked
about it endlessly on-line, and crawled onto the bed on all fours, cocking
he ass into the air.  He fell to his knees before the sight, and shoved his
face into the crevice, his tongue eagerly lapping at her soppy cunt.  His
tongue snaked inside her, making her squeal loudly, forcing her ass back,
as his tounge went deeper.  Taking it as a sign, he forced his tongue to
it's full length as she began to buck and fuck his tongue with her swollen
twat, cumming immediately.  He licked his way up to her pink assbud, and
started to rim her, causing her to shake.  She cried for him to fuck her,
and he was ready to oblige, his cock regaining it's full hardness from the
eroticism of the tounging he had given her.  He slid up to her, his hot
helmet pressing against the flower of her well-lubed snatch.  As he eased
his way in, the head passing into her love canal, she gave a loud
AAAaaaaaaaa of pleasure.  He sank deeper and deeper, till his pubes were
pressed tight against her, reaching bottom.  He stared to fuck her in long
hard strokes, each time he reached bottom, she gave out a loud yell of
pleasure.  The pounding increased in speed as he fucked her in earnest now,
her building orgasm causing her to scream with pleasure.  As she came, he
could feel the juices of her quim drip down his legs, the copious juices
coating his cock with slick loveliness.



   Not ready to lose the moment, he withdrew and placed the head of his
cock against her anal opening.  When she first felt it there, she gave a
jerk of surprise, but then eased her hips back to him, giving the green
light.  Slowly, insistently, the continuous pressure of his wet with
pusyjuice cock made its way into her tight anus.  A low guttural moan
escaped her lips, betraying pleasure and pain, but urging him to continue.
When the head made it past the tight opening, he stopped, allowing her to
get used to the size of him.  As he did, he could see her reach for the
nightstand, where her leather handbag rested.  She fumbled at the opening,
and withdrew from it an 8 inch rubber cock.  Her small hand gripped it as
she forced it between her legs and slid it into her pussy, slowly pumping
it in and out.  He began to fuck her ass in earnest again, and she slid the
fake cock into her.  The combined pleasure of the both-filed holes caused
her to lose the ability to speak in sentences.  Between screams of
pleasure, she simply yelled `fuck' cock' `ass' and `yes' over and over. 
Her screaming drew him over the edge as he pulled out his cock, and shot
his load arching over her back, the first spurt landing on the headboard,
the next, in her hair, and countless more onto her back.