I met her on ICQ, just normal chat at first.
Then it started to get serious. She wanted me to call her, you know, but wait until her roommate was not at home. She said that she was single, and thinking she didnt live too far away from me, that maybe, just maybe, I could get a little something going with her.
I had one hell of a very smooth and rich sounding voice. My voice gave people the impression that I was much younger than my fifty plus years. I was good on the phone.
Sometimes I was called a silver tongued devil. In fact, even today I am still called that by many. When it came to turning women on over the phone, I was the best.
I knew exactly what they wanted. I whispered in their ears the sweet words they wanted to hear. I had the talent for saying the right words at the right time.
Words of love and romance. Words of passion and erotic fantasies they often dreamt about.
She told me about her life, her dreams, her needs and wants.
We talked about her home, her job, past boyfriends and lovers.
Within the first hour, I knew everything about her.
And more than she would ever know.
I knew her. I knew her like we had been close friends for years. I learned about the music she listened to, the food she liked, even the clothes she wore.
I found out exactly what she was looking for in a relationship. She told me everything.
She always masturbated at night when she was alone in bed.
She fantasized about getting played by two guys at the same time. She used three different vibrators. She had them safely hidden in her bottom drawer of her dresser. She loved oral sex, liked giving it better than receiving..
She loved a soft length in her mouth, knowing by the time she started sucking on it, it would end up filling her hot mouth. She loved the taste of cum and always swallowed.
And she wanted to meet me.
No, she insisted on meeting me.
She lived a good six hundred miles north of me. It was no big thing to drive that far.
I had done it on several other occasions. I knew that she would play me till she couldnt play any more. She wanted me deep in her tight cunt, and then her tight small soft place. And right before I started cumming, she wanted me to ram my hard length deep in her throat, and cum in her mouth. She told me exactly what she would do to me, and what she wanted me to do to her. Every conversation we had on the phone, I had whispered those things to her. She came repeatedly on numerous occasions, sometimes more than I could count. She was ready for me. She wanted me. She sent the cash to me. She wanted to make sure could I had enough money to come to her. I finally found her house after driving back and forth in front of it, not knowing for sure if it was the right house. It was dusk out already.
Cold outside that evening. I walked up the porch to her door. She opened it before I even had the chance to knock, grabbing me by my arm and dragging me through the doorway. Her hand was on my length as soon as she shut the door. God, she was so damn hot. Her hot mouth was all over mine, her tongue finding mine in an instant.
My hands found her soft tits and I started squeezing them hard. She started moaning. Her fingers had my zipper down and had already found my length. I grabbed her blouse and ripped the buttons off, throwing what was left of it on the floor. My fingers reached for the top of her bra and yanked it down to her waist. I slammed her against the wall, forcing her tight against it with the weight of my body. I shoved my leg between her thighs, forcing them apart.
She started grinding her private part on my leg, humping it through her jeans. Her moans increased as she played my leg harder now. She came quickly just standing there, her private part pressing hard on my leg. We continued making love the rest of the evening.
She did love length, that was for sure. She could not get enough of it.
She played and sucked me in every position that I had experienced or read about. And them some that I had never seen let alone tried. Then suddenly she told me to hurry up and get dressed. Her husband would be home in a few minutes.
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