Pleasuregarden: If We Met, Part 1
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If We Met

I arrived a little early in my beat-up car. I was surprised that it had made
the long trip. Anyway, here I was in a parking lot, waiting for him. I was
wearing a long black leather coat, just as I said I would. I did not have
any other clothes on except for a lacy black bra, G-string panties and a
garter belt. It was freezing, but I didn't care. The adrenaline rush was
keeping me warm.

I decided to use the extra time to freshen up my make-up. I got out the
mirror, brought it up to my face, but the hot air from my mouth steamed it
up. I wiped it clean and tried again. As I brought the mirror up to my face,
I saw a man standing behind me. I was startled at first, but very excited
also. My heart was pounding in my chest, just like it had when we first met.

He began to say something, but I knew who he was. I interrupted him with my
tongue. We kissed very passionately. I was floating. I couldn't believe that
I had actually driven here to meet him! When our lips finally parted, I
smiled and said, "You must be Greg."

"Honey, if I wasn't, I sure would pretend to be! Hello, May, it's nice to
finally meet you!" We had a warm friendly hug and then we walked arm in arm
to his car.

He had wonderful brown hair that was swirling in the cold Boston wind. He
looked even more handsome than the pictures he has sent me. He was gentle in
his hold around my waist, but definitely not afraid to touch me. I liked
that. Once inside his car, we talked about our long drives that had brought
us together, face to face for the first time.

We had met on the computer over three months ago. At first, we were
friendly, but that soon escalated. There was no denying the strong
attraction that we had felt for each other, even though we had never heard
each other's voice, or seen each other's face. It was like a dream come
true, sitting there next to him.

On the computer, we would talk about what we would actually do if we met.
Those talks were worlds away now, as I sat there marveling at my computer
sweetheart. As we drove to the hotel, my mind wandered back to the time when
we had our first telephone conversation. I can remember feeling so nervous
as I sat there waiting for that phone to ring. It was a chilly October
evening. We had been sending messages back and forth for over an hour.
Feeling a little mischievous, I asked Greg if he would call me. He agreed.
In about twenty seconds, I sprang up from the computer and headed to the
bathroom. All of that talking had my pussy soaking wet. I ached to feel his
touch, but for now, the phone was the next best thing.

The phone rang loudly, rousing me from my daydream. As I reached for it, my
heart was pounding so hard. The adrenaline was rushing through my body,
giving me the most incredible high. "Hello..." And so our telephone
relationship had begun. We'd talk about once a week, and still send messages
over the computer, but our hunger was too great. We had to meet.

"You are beautiful, May." I looked at him, sitting there next to me. He had
a terrific accent. I loved to hear him talk. He had a really sexy voice. I
smiled and planted a little kiss on his cheek. We were almost at the hotel,
it wouldn't be long before I could hold Greg in my arms, and he would be
mine. Even if it was only for today. I had to know what it felt like to
caress his body.

We took the elevator up to the room. Luckily we were alone. We were grabbing
at each other like teenagers. Our mouths never parted from the elevator to
our room. He led me inside the dark room. A lit candle was the only source
of light. It flickered madly, like our passion. I put my arms on Greg's
shoulders and pulled his waist to me. I could feel his erection pushing into
my stomach. I began to undress him, slowly. Savoring every moment, for I did
not know when we would have this opportunity again. His skin was smooth, as
I ran my hands down his chest, to his waist. I unbuttoned his pants, freeing
his stiff cock. I loved looking at him.

He had my coat off, and was looking at my breasts. He kissed my neck and my
back. I could feel his hot breath on me. It sent chills running through my
body. He unsnapped my bra, and began licking my breasts. My nipples were
responding promptly, becoming quite hard. While engaging me in a sensuous
kiss, he firmly grabbed my ass and pulled me into him. I moaned. I wanted
this night to happen for so long. It really was a fantasy come true.

Greg laid me down on the bed and savagely ripped off my underwear. I brought
my hands down to feel his body. He smiled and said, "No."

I knew what he meant, but I acted puzzled. "I want to feel you, baby."

He responded by securing each of my hands to the bed with silky scarves. I
thought I was going to come. He then brought his face down toward my mound.
I could feel his hot breath on my pussy lips. I wanted him to lick me so
bad, and he knew it. He just teased me by running his fingers along the
length of my wet slit. I loved every minute of his teasing, although I
pleaded with him to lick me. He put one finger inside of me and that sent me
body into softly rolling waves. I had my first orgasm with one touch of his
hand.

He let me finish my contractions, but he did not let me rest. Greg began to
put his tongue on my thigh. I was writhing in ecstasy. I wanted him so bad.
He brought his tongue over my lips and tasted me for the first time. He told
me that he would lick me until I was mad with desire. I was beyond that now.
I had never wanted to suck a cock so badly. He inserted his tongue onto the
depths of my honey pot, sending my body once again into the welcomed waves
of another orgasm.

After untying my wrists, I had Greg lay down. I wanted to pleasure him so
bad. I took the glistening head of his (very) stiff penis into my mouth. I
could taste the beginnings of his come. I wanted more. I took his whole dick
into my mouth. I began sucking viciously, pumping my hand under my mouth. He
was breathing really heavy, and I knew he was about to explode. I continued
to suck until his juices ran warm in my mouth. I swallowed them selfishly.

We lay next to each other silently. We didn't need to say a word. We knew
what was on each other's minds. I took his once-again stiff penis and put it
inside of my willing pussy. We began rocking idly back and forth while our
tongues entwined. I wanted it to go on forever. We just held each other
tightly, our bodies as one.

That's all I could think about, Greg and I laying there together in the
candlelight, our bodies as one as I drove back home, by myself. I began
thinking about the whole situation. I knew we belonged together, but I
wasn't sure if we'd ever see each other again. The radio was playing an old
song, and feeling lonely, I was singing along. I probably looked like a
fool, but it didn't matter to me. I wanted to be with Grant. Just then, a
car pulled along side of me. It was Greg....