When I wake up it is snowing and I worry you won’t be able to make it. What we’ve planned isn’t anything special – just a seemingly safe first step: coffee and the chance to meet in person. I look for you online but you’re not around and so I assume our plan is on and get ready to meet you.

 

I drive the twenty minutes and park. The snow is heavy now. When I walk through the door I take a seat and wait for your arrival, sipping at a cup. As I look up, our eyes meet. My heart leaps. “P?,” I ask as you approach – as if you could be anyone else. My face and smile get brighter as you get nearer. Awkwardly, you lean close to me to give me a kiss. I blush and offer my cheek.

“Go get some coffee,” I say, “and hurry back.” My head is swimming and I keep glancing back at you; you’ve turned to watch me as well. We smile stupidly at each other across the store. The woman behind you gives you a prod when you fail to move up the counter. You get your coffee and come back to me, sitting across from me, just staring.

 

“This is so strange,” I say, “to see you here in person like this.” “Strange and wonderful,” you add. I nod. We start by struggling to find words and topics for each other – every path seems to be a dead end. The problem isn’t that we don’t have things to say or things in common, the problem is that I just want to be with you and can’t stop thinking about how it would feel to have my lips on yours, to feel your chest, to rub your shoulders, to be in your mouth, to taste your cock, to cum with you.

 

As I sit there across from you – an attractive, fit – all I can think about is sex and I think it shows. You reach across the table and rest your hand on mine. “This isn’t easy, is it?” you say. “You have no idea, P,” I say with a breath, “I can’t tell you how madly I want you.” You squeeze my hand and nod, “me too.” You slide closer and lean in conspiratorially. “What do you want to do about it?” you ask.

 

I lean forward and slowly glance right and left and look into your bright green eyes. We are holding both hands now and I pull you toward me and we kiss. Your lips on mine are warm and soft and wonderful. My heart races and I feel the tip of your tongue pressing into my mouth – warm and tasting of coffee.

 

We press our faces together, excited. You put a hand to my face and stroke my cheek and ear and hair. We are breathing heavily and attracting stares. We break and sit back – both flushed and a little out of breath.

 

“Well,” you say, “that was a nice surprise.” I lick my lips – enjoying the taste of you. “Indeed,” I say – and then whispering – “I want to fuck you so badly right now.” You sputter your coffee and say, “me too.”

We can’t wait to get to one or the other of our homes – and even if we did, well, it could be awkward.

There’s a motel right here though but it seems so crass, so predictable, so I don’t know what. We decide to do it any way. We walk to it through the snow – our bodies pressed tight, your arm around my shoulders, mine around your waist.

 

We check in and try not to appear too over anxious as we go to the room. If the clerk thinks there’s anything strange about our arrival on a Saturday morning without any bags, she doesn’t say anything, just watches as we hurry along the stairs. While you fiddle with the key I fiddle with you through your pants – stroking you.

 

The door opens and we race in. You kick the door closed behind us and we are in each other’s arms. Our mouths together again – but now are hands moving freely over our bodies. You push my jacket back over my shoulders and if falls to the floor. I do the same to yours. Your hands drop to my ass and you rub and knead it. I spread my legs and rub against your thigh.

 

You feel hard. We dance clumsily toward the bed, shedding shoes and clothes on the way. My tits come out  – you lightly push me onto the bed and begin to lick around them, sucking on my nipples – which harden in your mouth. I sigh.

 

“Oh my god” I say panting, “I want you to kiss me everywhere – my mouth, my tits, my pussy and ass and legs and stomach and feet, everything.” You laugh, “Well then we’d better get started – we don’t have all day.” “I want you to suck me a little,” you say, straddling my chest. I look up at you – beautiful – and open my mouth.

 

You slide your dick in and my warm tongue greets it with a lick. I reach for it and begin stroking and kissing you. I love it. You lean back and reach between my legs. My pussy is sopping and you bring your wet fingers to your mouth. Before you suck them clean you tell me to look at how wet you are. Pulling your dick from my mouth, I smile, and tell you I want to taste it too. You let me lick the wet from one finger and you suck the other one yourself – our mouths touch as we share.

 

Lying beside me, you reach between my legs and softly and slowly run your fingers along my wet lips. I snuggle closer to you. You snake your arm beneath me and pull you against my mouth kissing me as you stroke through wet between my legs. I wiggle a little as the tip of your finger brushes against my clit and my tongue presses deeper into your mouth.

I reach down for you and begin to stroke at you. You kiss my head and whisper in my ear how good it feels to have my warm and soft hand around you. You slide a finger into me and I moan out loud. You move your finger in me and start rubbing my clit with your thumb – hard little circles that twist and push at me. You can tell by the way I’m a breathing and moving – and the way my nipples are getting stiff – that I like what your doing.

 

“Suck me a little more,” you say, and I dutifully bend down toward your dick – careful not to move my body away from your stroking hand. I take your head in my mouth and begin sucking at it sweetly. You have your hand on me head now – pushing me down on you. I gag a little but keep sucking, keep twisting my tongue around you. You could cum like this easily – cum in my mouth – but, I want you to cum inside me, to cum with you.

 

So you pull me up off you and – continuing to rub me – kiss my cheeks and nose, my forehead and eyelids, telling me how beautiful I am. I smile and press against you harder as you slide a second finger inside me. I breathe loud as you begin using them on me faster, probing inside me.

 

You run your tongue toward and into my ear. “Do you want to feel my mouth on your pussy?,” you ask me, “would you like to feel my tongue on your clit, my lips pressing on you, my tongue pushing into you – getting you wet and ready for my cock?” I moan and begin pushing your shoulders down, aching for you to please me in all the ways you have filled my mind with.

 

Your lips are sprinkling me with kisses – on my throat and shoulders, my beasts and hard nipples, my belly and my soft lips between my bucking thighs. I tell you yes and you kiss around the edge of my pussy, licking along my warm outer lips, running your tongue and lips down to my ass and up again. You can see my pussy running and you let your mouth get closer to my inside.

 

Your fingers are out of me now. My feet are on the bed, my knees in the air and spread wide. You pull your face away for a moment and reach between my legs, spreading me open with your fingers. I look so pink and wet. You can’t wait to taste and feel me on you to push your tongue and fingers into me, to swirl and suck at my clit, to feel me pressing against your face, to hear me gasping and moaning with excitement, to feel my body build and twist to orgasm.

 

You dick is aching for me. I can’t wait. You press your mouth against my wet and wide open pussy – pushing your tongue deep into its center, moving and sliding it inside me. I let out a long loud moan and we make contact. Both of my hands land hard and firm on your head – pushing you harder into me. You slide your tongue out and to the bottom of my pussy and then lap your way back to the top and to my clit. I rock my hips right and left and you target my clit with your tongue.

 

I’m rocking my ass up and down as you slide one, two fingers and then your thumb inside me. My breaths are now gasps that match the strokes you are giving me. You look up my body and my chest rising and falling – my back arched. You reach up with your free hand and begin twisting my nipples, which changes the tone of my moans.

 

Your face is soaking with me. I’m moving my body faster now – quivering, almost trembling – as you kiss me. You can feel my muscles going taunt against your fingers – contracting against you as a fresh wave of wet washes out of me. You can tell it’s only a matter of time until I cum and I can’t wait. You can’t wait to move your body up and press your dick into me – to feel my contractions hold and caress you inside me.

As these thoughts pass through your head, you can feel my legs clamp around your – growing rigid and I begin to cum. My voice is one long breathless wail and I bang my hips up and down into your face. My legs feel so strong and taut around you. My hands are trembling as I hold you tight against me.

 

Starting softly but quickly growing louder I tell you to fuck me. I tell you to go into me. Instead you only lick and kiss me harder, stroking me faster and deeper with your fingers until neither one of us can stand it any more. You pull your face from me and spread my legs. You press the tip of your dick against me – I’m so hot and wet – and just drive in as hard and deep as you can. You let out a loud groan.

 

You hold my legs together and push my knees toward my chest. I wrap my arms around them and hold them down while you push and pump into me. The wet sounds we’re making only make us more excited. You begin to lean with all your weight – trying to get deeper and deeper inside me – pulling out slowly and then pushing back in as deep and hard as you can.

You lower your hips to go into me from fresh angles, to stroke the top of me, to push to one side and then the other to go deep and then to rest at the opening of my pussy, to tease me with my cock and to tease yourself. You can’t wait though – you wrap your arms around my calves and push in deep and hard. You feel your cum shooting into me – I can feel it too and a smile spreads across my face and your cum spreads inside me.

We hold like this – you arms around my legs. I’m breathing hard as you pump cum into me. My hearts pounding. You let go of my legs and they drop to the bed. Exhausted you drop into my arms and we kiss. You can still feel my pussy squeezing you as you lay spent on top of me.

 

In a few minutes we get up and we get dressed. We dress slowly, still caressing each other. When we look outside the snow has stopped. We kiss again in the parking lot after we check out and agree that we’ll have to do this again soon.