When I was I met a guy three years older than me over the internet and we became fast friends, talking for hours each day. After two years and failed attempts at dating other people, he admitted he had a crush on me since the moment we first talked. I felt the same (the nights I spent thinking of him doing all kinds of things to me are still fresh in my mind) and we started dating. The kicker? He lived halfway across the world and I was living in an abusive household so we weren't able to meet eachother untill I escaped. A year later, I moved in with my estranged siblings and he and I made plans to meet. I was and he was when we first met and were pleasantly surprised that our online chemistry worked just as well in real life. We rode home and I set him up in my room.
We enjoyed an evening together and finally went to bed around pm as he hadn't slept in hours ( hour plane flights are no joke) and we were able to cuddle for the first time. I, being ' and slim fit rather well against his '" frame. I felt like a doll against his body. He is the most handsome person I've ever seen. He's a tall, blue eyed, hopelessly English ginger with an abundance of tattoos and freckles that just drive me crazy. I'm short, athletic, with brown hair, green eyes, desert tan, and c tits with an ass to match. Short girls had always been his kink, but I am by far the shortest he's ever dated.
We lay in bed talking for an hour when we fell silent and stared at eachother, amazed that we were finally together. He took his hand and gently stroked my cheek as if I was a treasure before cupping it and asking me "Can I do something really quick?". I smiled and nodded, rolling on my back a bit knowing what he was about to do. He propped himself up and lowered his lips to mine, sharing our first kiss. He is a wonderful kisser and even when he's excited, they are always the gentlest. We eventually moved into a better position that was more comfortable and kissed for what seemed like forever.
Eventually, we both started getting pretty excited, three years of sexual tension coming to the surface and we started using tongue. I was a virgin, but by no means shy and pulled my leg up around his hip, inviting him to touch me. And touch me he did. He slipped his hand under my shirt and started fondling my breasts as I moaned into his mouth. His hands were so large, just thinking about it now makes me hot. He moved his hand from my chest, quickly grabbing my ass and making me gasp. I pulled my leg tight, grinding into his hips, enjoying the bulge I found there. He grabbed my ass tighter and pulled me against him, moaning lightly. I slipped my hand from his shoulders and slid it down his body until I found the bulge in his thin pajama pants. It was warm, and I enjoyed teasing him as he bucked into my palm. After a bit he leaned into me and whispered "If you keep teasing me like this I'm going to expect you to finish what you start.". I giggled and quickly kissed him, enjoying the reaction I got as I slipped my hand down his pants and started playing with his cock. His was the first I'd ever touched, and I admired the soft skin under my hand, spiraling my fingers along the tip and then firmly gripping him as I jerked him off. He moaned into my neck and started bucking again.
I moved my hand away, much to his objection and told him to lay on his back. I slipped off the sheet and straddled his hips, grinding into him as I leaned down to kiss him. He'd told me through our numerous dirty messages that girl-on-top drove him wild and I used it to my full advantage. Eventually I got him to strip his shirt off and admired his broad chest before bending down to kiss him again. I trailed quickly down to his stomach, making him whine before pulling down the elastic of his pants and releasing his hard cock. He's not terribly large at " with an average girth, but it really made me stare. I gripped it gently, looking up at him as I slowly traced my tongue over the tip.
He arched his back and grabbed at my hair with his fingers, moaning softly as I licked him from base to tip over and over again, teasing him as long as I could. After a little bit, I finally gained enough courage to slip my lips over his cock, tasting his precum as he gasped and started bucking again. I sat up quickly, he pulled his pants off and I went at it again. I started sliding my mouth up and down on his uncircumsised cock, playing with it in the ways that drove him crazy. He finally had enough and grabbed my head and started thrusting into my mouth. I knew he liked it rough and it made me impossibly wet, but I wasn't focused on my own needs, only his. I could hear him moaning softly as he lost control. I looked up at him and it was the hottest thing seeing him stare back at me, mouth gaping and flushed. It made my pussy ache.
I remebered a kink of his and pulled off his cock, asking him "Do you wan't to cum on my tits?". He gasped back "Fuck yes.". I sat up and stripped as he got out of bed. He stood at the end and I kneeled in front of him, something that works fantastically with our height difference. I decided to tease him a bit more and lifted his heavy cock up with my hand, sucking instead on his balls one at a time because they were too large to take in both. He moaned and grabbed my hair again. After a short while I finally brought his cock into my mouth and sucked on it as best I could while he threw his head back, tightened his grip, and fucked my mouth in earnest. It was odd, and I gagged a few times but I quickly adjusted and stared at him straight in the eyes until he told me he was about to cum. I grabbed at his hips and pulled him close as he pulled out of my mouth and jerked off onto my tits. He had always said he came quite a bit, but the photos he had sent didn't do any justice to just how much came out of him. It was enough to cover my neck, tits and run down my stomach, down my dripping pussy and onto the floor. We stared at eachother, gasping as I swiftly grabbed his still-hard cock and sucked him clean, making him jerk and twitch. I stood up after he gripped the bed for support and wrapped my arm around his neck as his cum dripped down my legs. I ran my finger over my chest, collecting a bit of it and brought it to my mouth. Feeling a bit kinky, I kept it there and pulled him down for a kiss, darting my tongue into his mouth and sharing the taste with him while he was too exhausted to complain. The look on his face was priceless.
I pulled away and walked to the other side of the bed where I kept some wipes to clean up while he groggily got dressed again. I pulled on my clothes too and we curled up together on the bed once more. He looked at me, weak and flushed and whispered "I didn't think that we'd get that far tonight. You're amazing." He pulled me close as all the dominance he just exhibited drained from his body and he pressed his face into my tits. Little did I know that the three years of sexual tension we had both endured was just starting to show through. Just thinking about all the things we did to eachother within his two week stay makes my pussy drip. <
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