The Meeting
The Meeting
Dawn lay back on the apartment bed. From the window she could see castles and spires, clusters of majestic rooftops with sun rouged tiles. She had been posted the keys and with these had made the long journey to meet him in the old city.
Once so fantastically far, now perhaps only miles away, she was destined to meet him, to feel his flesh inside hers. Her belly tingled, still unsure, but she also tingled elsewhere.
She’d wanted this to happen, maybe from the first email, sensing a real burning presence behind t And she wasn’t wrong. He had since written things to her which had made her instantly moisten – five minutes later staring at his wondrous cock, engrained like wood with veined rivers, imagining it impaling her, lodged in her most intimate depths. She’d moan his name, the juices flowing, as orgasm after orgasm churned through her body.
And now, after all the fantasy, notes, and chat, she was waiting for the final reality. She ran a finger up her skirt and pulled her panties aside. The petals of her pussy were already sticky and wet – though perhaps – she felt strange to think it, this wasn’t the right time or place to do this.
Perhaps he was feeling as strange as she was, driven by the same confused desires.
She was just sitting up when she got a message. Lay back and take off your panties. She did so, feeling much better, Imagine me inside you, she parted her thighs and let out a low moan as her bud tingled with a stroke of her finger. I can feel you already she replied, feeling a deep warmness stirring. He was the only one other than her husband who gave her this feeling, who triggered this compulsion.
Now, having flown all this way, he would soon claim a part of her. ‘Ohhh,’ she gasped again, ‘I want you inside me.’ Her eyes were now closed, hips were rocking back and forth, her pussy pouting.
When she focused again she saw him standing there, his eyes fixed on her. He had been in the flat the whole time, watching her from the large cupboard. Then she noticed his rearing cock. She stuttered, petals quivering – He was between her legs now, ‘oh god,’ she whispered, ‘are we –?’
But the question was answered before it was asked –
‘Put me inside you, Dawn.’
The voice made her insides murmur in anticipation. She reached out, clasping her hand around his hardness, slowly guiding him in, feeling how he stretched her, the jolt of tearing pleasure caused by this new man. He groaned, feeling her tightness part for him.
‘I’ve waited so long to feel you’ he gave a deep thrust, causing her toes to curl.
‘Oh, yes. God me too.’
Now with each stroke another part of her erupted, gripping his love as it bore into her. ‘How much I wanted to give you my cum,’ he continued, her legs wrapped, hands caressing his behind insistently travelling down to find his pouch full of viral seed.
‘Yes, please cum in me, sign your name!’ At that moment she felt him tense and leap inside her, felt him yelling into her mouth as their lips collided. Dawn! Dawn! Dawn!
With each blissful thrust he drenched her deeper, coating her folds with liquid life.
Her whole womanhood moved under him, allowing him to touch her where none had been until he lodged himself with a muffled roar and sprayed, battering down her last defence – while she clung, cooing, around him, unaware of anything in the world but this, flooded with his essence.
Finally the lest ebbs died down. Her insides were melted, d****d around him, still massaging his pouch. He was shivering, as if cold, but she realised it was pleasure rippling around his body. He seemed to be asleep already.
It was evening when he felt her blissfully close, her soft breath on his stiffening rod, before she took it in her mouth. A gasp of pleasure was followed by a deep moan as she bobbed her head half way down, her lips fastened, feeling every groove. With her free hand she caressed his loins, still brimming with seed.
They had hardly even spoken a word, and yet she was now preparing to fasten him inside her for a second time, moaning out as he felt him take shape inside. Leaning forward over his chest, their tongues entangled, her cunt and his cock fused together in the cool evening air, his hands placed under her ass for support, he cried out with glazed eyes, ‘How did you know?’
She slid down, shaking with the exquisite pleasure, her walls ablaze with his girth, crying out as her orchid coated his cock with nectar, the petals adorning every inch with a hundred kisses.
‘Oh my God, Dawn!’ he murmured, thighs twitching at the divine weightless joy engorging him, triggering a primal urge to mate with its source. Her body was already in love, learning how to pleasure him beyond anything he’d felt before, no-one more deserved of his tribute.
‘I'm coming in you, Dawn!’ He cried, planting a smouldering bolt of fertile cum in her womb, which felt like it had been waiting for eternity for this.
‘oh God – give me your cum!’ she begged. She had not expected such words from her own mouth, but they felt so natural. A clock tower chimed the hour and each time in unison she felt him spurt in her, as they cried out over and over, she clutched and suckled at his love with her own, until they were united.
She slept with vivid colours, the smell of their secret in the room. In the middle of the night bathed in the moon, a shadow had rolled into her arms and had become alive inside her, leaving her gasping with lucid passion, spread beneath him as he sowed his seed into her quivering womb.
In the morning he gave her instructions to wander to a designated area in a forest a tram ride away.
She agreed and left at the time he asked her to.
After leaving the tram she saw the great stone wall surrounding the entrance, which opened on to large path cutting through forest. She walked, already feeling watched as she took the second path, hearing the calls of birds and the rustle of squirrels. The path continued, until she came to a little grass clearing. She lay down, her legs spread and moved her panties aside. A cool breeze tickled her bud, as she let out a sigh. She was already so full of his cum, and already damp in expectation of more. She raised herself onto all fours, trusting that the crack of twigs she heard was him. She gave a shiver of delight as two hands grasped her by the hips, feeling the tip of his shaft against her wet slit. He slid himself with a groan, stunned at how luxurious she felt, her walls trembled and shivered, inviting more and more of him in. He swung slowly back, leaving her empty, then ploughed back in, enjoying the succulence sounds, the juices already dripping from her.
“God!” she cried out, her pussy now rippling, offering her wondrous depths – he threw his head back, driving deeper, blasting a deep wad of seed, which tore into her with primal urgency -
“Take my cum, Dawn!”
Lodged inside her he poured hot larva into her womb, every part of her lush orchid was intent on draining as much seed from him as it could, clamping him over and over, crying out his name. They rested a while, feeling the sun stroking their bodies. Her nectar and his seed had combined to create an irresistible scent.
Dawn lay back on the apartment bed. From the window she could see castles and spires, clusters of majestic rooftops with sun rouged tiles. She had been posted the keys and with these had made the long journey to meet him in the old city.
Once so fantastically far, now perhaps only miles away, she was destined to meet him, to feel his flesh inside hers. Her belly tingled, still unsure, but she also tingled elsewhere.
She’d wanted this to happen, maybe from the first email, sensing a real burning presence behind t And she wasn’t wrong. He had since written things to her which had made her instantly moisten – five minutes later staring at his wondrous cock, engrained like wood with veined rivers, imagining it impaling her, lodged in her most intimate depths. She’d moan his name, the juices flowing, as orgasm after orgasm churned through her body.
And now, after all the fantasy, notes, and chat, she was waiting for the final reality. She ran a finger up her skirt and pulled her panties aside. The petals of her pussy were already sticky and wet – though perhaps – she felt strange to think it, this wasn’t the right time or place to do this.
Perhaps he was feeling as strange as she was, driven by the same confused desires.
She was just sitting up when she got a message. Lay back and take off your panties. She did so, feeling much better, Imagine me inside you, she parted her thighs and let out a low moan as her bud tingled with a stroke of her finger. I can feel you already she replied, feeling a deep warmness stirring. He was the only one other than her husband who gave her this feeling, who triggered this compulsion.
Now, having flown all this way, he would soon claim a part of her. ‘Ohhh,’ she gasped again, ‘I want you inside me.’ Her eyes were now closed, hips were rocking back and forth, her pussy pouting.
When she focused again she saw him standing there, his eyes fixed on her. He had been in the flat the whole time, watching her from the large cupboard. Then she noticed his rearing cock. She stuttered, petals quivering – He was between her legs now, ‘oh god,’ she whispered, ‘are we –?’
But the question was answered before it was asked –
‘Put me inside you, Dawn.’
The voice made her insides murmur in anticipation. She reached out, clasping her hand around his hardness, slowly guiding him in, feeling how he stretched her, the jolt of tearing pleasure caused by this new man. He groaned, feeling her tightness part for him.
‘I’ve waited so long to feel you’ he gave a deep thrust, causing her toes to curl.
‘Oh, yes. God me too.’
Now with each stroke another part of her erupted, gripping his love as it bore into her. ‘How much I wanted to give you my cum,’ he continued, her legs wrapped, hands caressing his behind insistently travelling down to find his pouch full of viral seed.
‘Yes, please cum in me, sign your name!’ At that moment she felt him tense and leap inside her, felt him yelling into her mouth as their lips collided. Dawn! Dawn! Dawn!
With each blissful thrust he drenched her deeper, coating her folds with liquid life.
Her whole womanhood moved under him, allowing him to touch her where none had been until he lodged himself with a muffled roar and sprayed, battering down her last defence – while she clung, cooing, around him, unaware of anything in the world but this, flooded with his essence.
Finally the lest ebbs died down. Her insides were melted, d****d around him, still massaging his pouch. He was shivering, as if cold, but she realised it was pleasure rippling around his body. He seemed to be asleep already.
It was evening when he felt her blissfully close, her soft breath on his stiffening rod, before she took it in her mouth. A gasp of pleasure was followed by a deep moan as she bobbed her head half way down, her lips fastened, feeling every groove. With her free hand she caressed his loins, still brimming with seed.
They had hardly even spoken a word, and yet she was now preparing to fasten him inside her for a second time, moaning out as he felt him take shape inside. Leaning forward over his chest, their tongues entangled, her cunt and his cock fused together in the cool evening air, his hands placed under her ass for support, he cried out with glazed eyes, ‘How did you know?’
She slid down, shaking with the exquisite pleasure, her walls ablaze with his girth, crying out as her orchid coated his cock with nectar, the petals adorning every inch with a hundred kisses.
‘Oh my God, Dawn!’ he murmured, thighs twitching at the divine weightless joy engorging him, triggering a primal urge to mate with its source. Her body was already in love, learning how to pleasure him beyond anything he’d felt before, no-one more deserved of his tribute.
‘I'm coming in you, Dawn!’ He cried, planting a smouldering bolt of fertile cum in her womb, which felt like it had been waiting for eternity for this.
‘oh God – give me your cum!’ she begged. She had not expected such words from her own mouth, but they felt so natural. A clock tower chimed the hour and each time in unison she felt him spurt in her, as they cried out over and over, she clutched and suckled at his love with her own, until they were united.
She slept with vivid colours, the smell of their secret in the room. In the middle of the night bathed in the moon, a shadow had rolled into her arms and had become alive inside her, leaving her gasping with lucid passion, spread beneath him as he sowed his seed into her quivering womb.
In the morning he gave her instructions to wander to a designated area in a forest a tram ride away.
She agreed and left at the time he asked her to.
After leaving the tram she saw the great stone wall surrounding the entrance, which opened on to large path cutting through forest. She walked, already feeling watched as she took the second path, hearing the calls of birds and the rustle of squirrels. The path continued, until she came to a little grass clearing. She lay down, her legs spread and moved her panties aside. A cool breeze tickled her bud, as she let out a sigh. She was already so full of his cum, and already damp in expectation of more. She raised herself onto all fours, trusting that the crack of twigs she heard was him. She gave a shiver of delight as two hands grasped her by the hips, feeling the tip of his shaft against her wet slit. He slid himself with a groan, stunned at how luxurious she felt, her walls trembled and shivered, inviting more and more of him in. He swung slowly back, leaving her empty, then ploughed back in, enjoying the succulence sounds, the juices already dripping from her.
“God!” she cried out, her pussy now rippling, offering her wondrous depths – he threw his head back, driving deeper, blasting a deep wad of seed, which tore into her with primal urgency -
“Take my cum, Dawn!”
Lodged inside her he poured hot larva into her womb, every part of her lush orchid was intent on draining as much seed from him as it could, clamping him over and over, crying out his name. They rested a while, feeling the sun stroking their bodies. Her nectar and his seed had combined to create an irresistible scent.
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