They had "met" online at the start of summer.
It started with a simple, "hi", and evolved into long chats via msn messenger, with the exchange of photos and other emails. Their chats were simple, to serious, to flirtatious, to erotic. Some days, with the time difference, they missed each other. And, funnily, they had felt that missed connection. Then, the next day, so happy to be chatting again. Mentioned a number of times was the sadness that they had 2000 miles separating them. What would happen should they ever meet? Their intellect seemed to be very compatible. When they delved further into their likes and dislikes, they seemed to be very well matched.
Closing the summer, they started to talk seriously about meeting up. What if this was just over-fantasy-imagination or worse, a figment of imagination?? Half way (or there abouts) for each of them was the City of Las Vegas . A perfect meeting place. A city of "what happens in Vegas ....". They could fly in on the Friday and meet. Booking two beds in a hotel room, just in case. A place for lots to do, if the physical or real life connection was not there. Gambling, pool side, shows, shoe shopping, dinners and drinks. Easy. Yes, they decided to take the chance. He booked his flight & a room at the Venetian (on the strip) arriving at 5pm on the Friday. As the time drew closer, he was nervous and feeling excited about finally meeting this woman.
The Friday finally arrived, thank god! Her flight wasn't arriving until 8:30pm , and that gave him time to settle into the room, have a shower and shave, and kick around the casino for a bit, before taking a hotel car to pick her up at the airport. She at the other end of those 1000 miles, had packed the night before, with a small bag of "if all goes well" to play with, and of course, her standard Vegas play clothes. She went to work, but found herself excited and very unfocused with her mind wandering to what was happening on his end and ultimately, what may happen later. She gave a few prayers that she was what he had imagined and hoped for.
At last, she left work and headed to the airport. She had only her small hand travelling bag to carryon. The plane took off, and shortly was landing in the City of Play . Ohhh. She disembarked and followed the trail of people out of the terminal.
There leaning against a wall, was a tall man, with dark hair, wearing a toque. His eyes found her immediately. Never leaving her. She walked forward smiling. Getting closer. Putting down her bag, he reached over and drew her to him, bending to kiss her. Her face upturned, and lips slightly open, his lips touched and stopped. He moaned and her lips moved against his. Hello. Oh. Immediately, they both thought the other distractions of the city were not going to be needed. He reached down and picked up her bag with one hand, and the other, he took her hand, leading her out to the hotel car waiting. During the car ride, they chatted, held hands and kissed some more. Thrilled to have met and found each other.
Arriving at the hotel, they went up the lift to the 12 th floor, and he opened the door for her. She went in ... turned and smiled. All of a sudden, he felt nervous and awkward. She said she was going to have a shower, but perhaps he could order up some wine and appys? He called right away. He sat there hearing her in the shower, completely turned on that she was naked and so close. She took her time, and when she emerged, wearing a robe, the wine was opened and poured and some various appys on the table waiting for her.
She walked over to the small table, as he handed her glass to her, with a Salute. She Salute in return, and took a cool sip of the white wine. Hmm. Lovely. She sat on the bed, and he wasn't sure what to do. She smiled and said, "Come over". He lay out on the other bed, looking at her. She smiled again. She moved over to that bed ... and climbed on top of him, straddling him, her hands on the bed, face above his face. She lowered her face to his, and started the exquisite tracing of his mouth. His hand went up to her hips and slowly moved up and down. He thought, had anyone ever kiss him like this before? She leaned back a bit, and felt his hardness under her. He untied her robe, and moved it open. His hands moving inside the fabric, moving up her naked and soft curves to her hard nipples. He groaned again. He could feel how hot her honey was. She again, moved forward onto her hands, and the dance began. She started to remove his clothes (thanks for wearing a button up shirt! ;-) ... that was easy to remove!) The next moment, both of them were naked.
Although, the energy was that of "wanting more - now", they both paced themselves. The exploration of each other was erotic. Touching a spot that merited a moan, or a quick breath, or that involuntary movement seeking more. She finally got to trail her mouth further down his body. Kissing ... sucking ... grazing her teeth along his skin. He was so hard, and she could feel his ache. Her mouth came close to the head of his beautiful cock. He could feel her breath on him. He was waiting. Watching her hover near by, as she continued her kisses and exploring. At last, her hand encircled his hardness. She stopped moving, and looked up. Will was staring at her intently. Their pupils huge. Their ache very apparent. She moved her mouth down, and kissed the top of his penis. There, her mouth opened up, and she softly sucked him inside of her mouth. He groaned. His hand in her hair. As she started to kiss, suck and move along the length of his cock, his body responded. Her one hand was fondling and caressing his balls, hard and aching. She loved how he tasted. The precum was salty and sexy. She continued to play, a bit slow and then picking up the pace, feeling him harden more.
Will knew he could so easily cum, but he wanted her first. His hands in her hair, pulled her face away, up towards his face. He needed to kiss her again ... slowly and deeply. Hmmm ... he pulled her to lay on top of him. Kissing, his hands exploring down her back and across her hips and bum. Hmmm. He moved her onto her back. He wanted to feel her abandoned, completely exposed and wanting. He had been waiting a long time, to taste her, to play with her, to make her cum for him. His turn to explore, down from her mouth, along her neck and shoulders. His mouth had a goal, to make her breathless. Down her body his mouth went. Tasting her breasts, flicking her hard pink nipples, turned on that they were so hard and erect. He moved down, taking his time kissing every inch of her belly and the mound before his treasure. At last, her thighs were parted, ready and wanting. He could see the wetness on her pouty lips. Pink and beautiful. He stopped. "Click" in his mind's eye. A picture forever.
His mouth could not wait another moment. His tongue came out, and lick. That was what he had been dreaming of. The taste of her honey. He kissed her lips and felt himself fall inside her. His tongue searching out the soft walls, the hardened clit, feeling and tasting the amazing wetness, the juices of her sex. Hmmm. His fingers joined in the exploration ... searching every fold ... pulling open, exposing her pussy in all its glorious wetness. His finger curled up, and felt that mound, her G-spot. He looked up. She was watching him. His eyes never left her eyes, except to notice she was biting her lips in obvious excitement. With his mouth still on her pussy playing, he moved his finger softly and slowly against that glorious spot. Her breathing had changed. He was so intent on all of her responses. His finger was coaxing her, cum out to play. He could feel and taste the little pulses. His finger moved a bit faster. Her hips responded moving against his rhythm. He watched her close her eyes. Her back started to arch, her breasts pushing up into the air, her nipples hard. She groaned "Will ........" And, then, he tasted and felt the orgasm on his tongue and finger. The juice came, she came. He kept his mouth right there, loving the taste and feel of her orgasm. He was hardly moving. Just softly kissing, feeling her body relax and the juices slow down.
He moved up her body, loving the softness and the saltiness of her skin, loving the fact that she had just opened up and enjoyed all he had to give to her. His body was in need of being inside her. He couldn't wait, was trying hard to be a gentleman and groaning out his desire. She felt his energy, his need and she wanted more too. Kneeling between her thighs, he moved teasingly, the tip of his hardness over her wet and pouty lips. This earned him the sound of her moan. He looked up and saw her watching him intently. Eyes caught. Held. He quickly put on the condom, and slide inside her. Stopping. The heat. The pulse of her walls kissing his hardness. He didn't want to move. He was memorizing her eyes, her body beneath him, the feeling of being inside her. Although they could have fucked hard because of the need being so great, it just seemed right to continue the dance slowly. He slowly moved, in and almost out of her wet pussy. Returning again, completely. Her hips moved with him. Her hands pulling him closer into her. He could feel her getting wetter again, and she was whispering to him, how much she had wanted to make love with him. He was so close to cuming. He told her that. Her body picked up the pace, wanting to please him. He moved harder against and into her. Yes. Don't stop. Her orgasm so close. Her orgasm then arriving, washing his hard cock in her juices. He ground harder, starting to cum. He held her eyes, during the start of the release, and she reached up, pulling his mouth to hers. He groan into her mouth his cuming as she kissed him deeply. He came in her, completely.
He had imagined it before, but the reality was so much more sweeter and better than that image. They laid there, awash in a glow of giver and receiver. One hand caressing skin, one foot having found a comfort, and the distinct sound of her purring. He handed her the glass of wine, which she sipped. Her muscles were so relaxed. Her mind was quiet. Surprisingly quiet.
He was wondering if they would see outside this love-nest at all during the weekend.
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