Part I
Katerina was an amazing woman. She stood about 5’8" with wavy and brilliant scarlet locks. We had met online and became good friends. There wasn’t a topic that we didn’t talk about, but sex is something both of us had a great deal of interest in. Each of us was able to open up about our desires and needs from our partners. Over time, we each knew what drove the other crazy, made each other animals. Both of us knew the sexual appetite and abilities of the other, and it made both of us all the more desperate. We exchanged pictures and we constantly talked on the phone.
Finally, there was an opportunity for us to meet up and both of us eagerly agreed to. Despite this enthusiasm, both of us were filled will anxiety and fear. Both of us wondered if we would fulfill the expectations of the other not only in appearance but in performance as well.
Since there was still doubt whether or not we would actually have sex and there was still fear about if either of us was a psychotic killer, we decided to meet in a public place, Starbucks. I got there ahead of her and ordered both of us a coffee and sat at a table by the window, so I could get a view of her approaching the building.
She called to let me know that she had just pulled in. There was her car, I had missed it pulling in. Katerina said she would come in. Then she opened her door…and wow. Just wow. Katerina was wearing a dark green dress that made her hair standout like a fire and complimented her emerald green, with just a touch of azure, eyes. The dress was about knee length and allowed her long slim legs to display their perfection. As she walked up, her hips sashayed, back and forth, teasing me to what I knew was an amazing ass. She caught a glimpse of me and smiled a nervous, excited, and pleased smile.
I opened the door for her and walked her to the table, when we hugged. In her heels she was an inch or two taller than my 5’8"-5’9".
Katerina whispered in my ear, "Paul, You feel good."
I replied "It feels so good to finally feel you."
She gasped. Then we pulled back and looked at each other. We fell into each other’s eyes. Her eyes stared so longingly into mine. There was no doubt that she wanted me and had to fuck me. So, my lips moved forward and pressed gently into hers. Gently I moved my lips and after a few seconds let my tongue just graze the inside of her lips. Then I pulled back. It was a short kiss, meant to be an opener at first, then, meant to build up her desire.
Kat’s eyes were glazed over as if in a trance, her skin had become flushed red, her breathing became audible and hard. The energy was apparent and I couldn’t have stopped her even if I had wanted to.
Kat grabbed my open polo collar, slightly bit her lip, and moaned in a whisper…"more…"
My eyes closed as she pulled me in. I moaned an approving "ummmmm."
It was more than a second kiss, I could feel us exchanging sexual energy, my body was burning, and my cock started to become hard.
I was able to break away long enough to tell her that we should go get a room. She nodded and picked up her coffee. We got outside and walked to our cars. In between cars we had to kiss again, our bodies were on fire for each other. My hands were on her hips as we kissed, but I let one slip around to the small of her back, then trace the outside of her left hip, as my fingers just barely, but definitely caressed her ass.
"Please feel my ass…" Kat begged, "Up under my dress."
We lifted up her hemline and my hand reached under, what I felt there was completely unbelievable. I have felt a number of great asses in my day, but this butt was far beyond any butt I have ever had the pleasure of squeezing. It was more amazing that I had imagined an ass could be. The only fair way to describe it, was that this amazing butt was a "peach." It was round, and full. The skin was softer than any I had ever touched, like the skin of a peach. It was soft yet firm, like the delicious flesh of a peach. My hand squeezed and her ass gave way, soft and tender. It was also firm and formed back into shape as my hand let go. Her ass was so delicate, if I had squeezed harder it would have bruised.
"So perfect. I’ve never felt a woman so soft," I thought to myself, "It’s because she’s a redhead."
After a moment of groping her butt, we drove to a hotel and got out. Before we moved away from the cars she asked, "Grab my butt again and kiss pamela spice me again before we leave the parking lot?"
Kat was turned on by very public displays of affection and sexuality, we had talked about it before. So, I got close and we started to kiss, and my hands started to grope her perfect ass. We were between two cars and I began to feel much more comfortable with maybe someone seeing us getting frisky. So, I let myself go and my cock filled with blood. My eyes locked onto Kat’s and we began a deep kiss while holding each other, but it didn’t last more than a second. Kat felt how hard my cock was against her thigh and she pulled back slightly and gasped.
"Oh Paul, your cock is so hard for me, already" she said loudly. She then stared down at my cock, its visible arousal bulging through my pants, and gasped again. Her eyes were fixated. "Paul, you know how much seeing that arouses me." She began to reach for it.
"Kat, let’s continue this inside." I winked at her, while pulling away.
Kat nodded and we went in together. In the elevator, she came at me, trying to kiss me. I ducked under her attempts and slithered from her. She was upset and in a huff, asking why I wouldn’t kiss her in the elevator. I responded by telling her that the security people might be watching. This was done, of course, to get her more intense, and maybe frustrated.
We got into the room and as soon as the door closed, I pinned Kat against the wall and aggressively kissed her and groped her. Her hands were full with her bags and coffee, she was essentially trapped. Kat gasped as I overloaded her senses. Then she was able to push me back slightly and say, "Let me put my stuff down, so I nude girls free can actually touch you!"
Kat started to put down and organize her stuff. Now, we had talked quite a bit before about how she was shy about getting naked. However, I had an idea that might make her more comfortable. While she was still putting stuff away, I stripped completely naked, believing that if she saw me naked first, she would feel more comfortable. She finally finished putting down her stuff and turned to see me completely nude.
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