The meeting 🔞

For you

So as to be neutral and go unnoticed they met in France.

P waited for N at the cafe, he didn't know what to expect. There had been so many messages between them, a few miscommunications but they had always been drawn back to each other.

As he finished his third drink he sensed someone was behind him, before he could turn around he felt hands cover his eyes.

The electricity of her touch sent lightening straight to his groin. He had wondered if this was a good idea, would the expectation exceed the reality? but his bodies reaction to her touch alone gave him the answer. Things were going to be ok.

It felt odd looking into her eyes, before he had only seen her in pictures on the app and communicated through text and voice notes, however the electricity between them was undeniable.

They had both questioned whether they should meet in real life, but here they were.
They both casually placed their hands on the table, allowing finger tips to touch. How this was so sensual he didn't know, but even just allowing their finger tips to touch and play onthe table top resulted in a reaction in him he had not anticipated. As he felt his cock twitch and begin to swell he found himself lost in thought, as he looked into her eyes he played out in his mind what he wanted to happen next.

As if sensing this she finished her drink and gestured for them to leave.

They had talked for so long the sun had set and it was now dark.

She turned down a side alley taking his hand to ensure he followed her. She then stopped, lent back against the wall, grabbing at his coat as she fell backwards, ......she pulled him into her, her moist wet breath bittersweet from the coffee filled his senses. As they kissed, their urgency for each other became apparent. They began clawing at each other, she pulled at his belt as he hoisted her skirt up. She could feel how hard he was, how much he wanted her, her swollen wet pussy told him without doubt how much she wanted him.

There was no one else, just them.... all the previous messages they had shared melted away as they became one, her cries of pleasure as he rammed his hardness into her wet but tight pussy made his balls ache with desire, he pounded into her as her legs wrapped round his hips, he always pictured this being a slow tender moment between them, but instead it was a frenzy of pleasure and pain as they both allowed their bodies to do what was only natural.

So they fucked.....
it was hard, it was painful, it was pure pleasure, as if in a Hollywood movie they came together as if cuming together was the prize for waiting.

They both collapsed against the wall, hearts racing, breath fast and shallow, ....they started to laugh as they walked to her hotel.