Spring Break Rendezvous
written by:
Angela Rose

I had been chatting with a guy, Steve, that I met on an internet chat site for about three months. We had always talked about meeting up sometime, but between going to college full time and working a part time job, I was always too busy to make it happen. As we continued meeting online, we enjoyed our conversations more and more. I told him that spring break was coming up and if he really wanted to meet me, I would have the time to meet him then.

After it seemed that meeting face to face would eventually happen, we started talking on the phone, and I felt myself becoming more and more interested in him. He had a very sexy voice. We had shared several photos of ourselves with each other through emails from the very beginning, so I knew what he looked like, and he was very attractive with his long-haired hippie look. I always made a point of sending him my most flawless pics and he never failed to compliment me with cute comments about the way I looked.

I like making myself look as attractive as I can, and having a pretty face and good figure to work with, I can turn a few heads when I want to. Even with that said, my past relationships with men have been pretty vanilla. He was 10 years older than me and had been in 4 long-term relationships. He told me that he loved sex and would like to have sex with me when we meet. He was very up-front about it, but I told him that would be something I would have to decide on after we meet, and left him with no iron clad guarantees that sex would be a part of our time together.

Steve lived a few hundred miles south of me and I had to purchase a plane ticket to get there. Two days before leaving I got a manicure and a pedicure, and highlighted my hair. And so the day came, and I was excited and filled with anticipation. I got up early that morning and packed my bags, soaked in the tub for almost and hour with a glass of wine to help me relax. When getting dressed, I dressed to travel, so a hooded jacket over a light top and jeans would have to do for the time being.

We had made arrangements to meet at the airport, and when I arrived, he was there to greet me. Wow, his pictures didn't do him any justice at all. He was hot looking all over, and with a smile that warmed me through and through! On the inside I felt like I wanted to jump on him and hug him, but I simply said, "Hi Steve, nice to finally meet you."

"It's fantastic to finally meet you, Angela," he answered with a smile that was just a few inches from my face.

My eyes focused on his soft looking lips and I just couldn't resist kissing him at that moment. It wasn't a friendly hello kiss, but more like a warm, I want to fuck you type of kiss, which was extremely forward of me, and completely out of character.

"I'm sorry," I breathed in his ear after I broke off the kiss," I don't know what came over me."

He cradled my face between his hands and answered, "I was hoping this would be your reaction when we meet, and then he kissed me back, slipping his tongue inside my mouth. At that very moment my knees weakened and I trembled as I felt my clit start to throb and my pussy getting wet. It stayed that way even after we loaded my baggage into his car and headed for his place.

On the drive to Steve's house, we stopped off at a bar that he likes to go to. Some of his friends were there. Their names were Gary, Pat, and George and he introduced me to them. I guessed that Steve talked a lot about my up-coming visit because they all seemed to know about me and that I was coming.

After the group gathering, Steve took me aside and we talked about various things like work, school, family, friends, and everything in between. We were drinking as well, and the more alcohol I consumed, the more silly and risqué I got. Steve was very flirtatious, and so was I, much more than I normally am. We had our own couch to sit on, way towards the back of the bar. It was comfortable and no one really paid much attention to us. We kissed a few times, and during one of those kisses, I rested my hand on his leg, and by accident my hand landed higher than it should have and I found his bulge under my palm. It was surprisingly large. He had an obvious hard-on. I left my hand on it and followed my desire to rub it through his pants.

"Angela," he said, "let's get out of here and go to my place."

I knew the moment we get to his place we would be having sex. I had no doubts or hang-ups over it! I never felt myself wanting a man so much before, and I didn't want to wait to get to his place. I wanted him that very moment, feeling so suddenly hot, I could have fucked him right there on the couch. Obviously I couldn't since we were sitting in a bar full of people, but I did have an idea, a crazy one at that!

"Come with me," I told him as I stood up and grabbed his hand, tugging at him to follow.

I led Steve to the hallway where the men's and ladies rooms were located. They were the small one toilet type restrooms with locks on the doors. I took Steve into the ladies room with me and locked the door. I guess he expected me to kiss him, but he looked surprised when I got down on my knees and quickly undid his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to his knees, leaving him standing there with his hefty cock wagging in front of my face.

Without any hesitation, I wrapped my hands around his shaft and took the head of it into my mouth. With his cock flavoring my tongue, I tilted my head back and looked up at him as I drew him deeper into my mouth.

"He groaned, "Angela, you're fucking amazing... don't stop... oh baby, suck it for me!" Hearing what he was saying to me made me wetter and hungrier for his cock. My head bobbed relentlessly for the next five or so minutes, often taking his cock as deep into my mouth as I could. Whenever Steve spoke down to me, it was always something encouraging or dirty like, "Suck it, baby... yes, that feels so fucking good," or, "show me how much you love it... I want to cum inside your mouth."

His cock was tasting like a sweet, slippery pickle by the time he stiffened up on his toes and exploded behind my tightly locked lips. I felt my heart pounding in my temples the moment his salty, hot cum hit the back of my throat. He tasted so hot and sexy getting off in my mouth, I didn't want it to stop, and I sucked his bone dry before I finally let go of it. I even pulled his pants up and fastened them for him while I was still on my knees.

He pulled me to my feet and kissed my cum pasted lips. "Oh baby, you won't believe what I have in mind for you tonight... Let's get out of here," he said as he unlocked the door.

We said goodbye to his friends, got into his car and headed for his place. We could barely contain ourselves, lusting for each other. He reached across the front seat and put is hand between my legs and rubbed and teased my pussy through my jeans almost the entire ride to his house, bringing me within a cunt hair of an orgasm. It was good though, I enjoyed being on the edge and wanting more.

Steve fumbled with his key at the door, and I giggled. It seemed like we were so new to this, almost like prom night, when a couple cannot wait to get to the hotel room afterwards. Once we got inside, Steve pushed me up against the wall, ravaging me with his hands, and kissing me on my lips, my neck, and my ears. It seemed like he couldn't get enough of tasting me.

"Start sucking my cock again, Angela. It felt so good when you did it at the bar," he moaned into my ear.

I was hot enough to give Steve whatever he wanted, whether it be my mouth, my pussy, my ass. So if he wanted my mouth around his cock, I was already sinking back down to my knees, with my greedy little fingers unfastening his pants on the way down. His cock sprang free like it did the first time, the sight of it filling me with a delicious appetite to take it into my mouth the way I did less then an hour before.

My wetness had soaked through the crotch of my jeans and I wanted so much to have his cock inside my overly heated vagina, but it would have to wait it's turn. Right now my mouth was getting very busy devouring up Steve's deliciously tasty cock. Upon engulfing it, I bobbed like a crazy lady, working him up, and hearing him moan was such a turn on!

"Suck that cock, baby... let me fuck your face," he gasped in the midst of his excitement. He grabbed the back of my head and nearly forced his cock down my throat. I nearly gagged a few times when he forcefully fucked my mouth with his cock. When I thought he was about to spurt, he stopped. He was huffing, puffing, and grimacing to hold his load back when he jerked his cock free of my mouth.

"Was I doing something wrong, Steve?" I asked, slightly confused. Needless to say I wanted to finish what I started since I had built up a hungry desire for another hot serving of his cum.

"No - no, you were fantastic! You give great head, but I don't want it to be all about me tonight," he replied, patting me on the head, making me giggle. He helped me up to my feet and led me into his bedroom.

"Take off your clothes for me, and get on the bed," he said, while slowly stroking his cock.

As I stripped off my clothes, Steve did also. I guess I was being too slow for him, because after ripping off his socks, he came over and unhooked my bra for me, which was the last article of clothing I was wearing. He was a little bit rough and made my titties jiggle when he tore it loose from them. I always had a thing for men who can take control and get a little rough with a girl. Before giving me a push down onto the bed, he tasted and teased each nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around them and biting down enough to make me feel the pleasurable pressure of his teeth.

"Oh Steve," I moaned,' what do you want me to do for you?" I was ready to do anything he asked of me. Anything at all.

"It's what I'm gonna do for you, baby. Now, get on your hands and knees."

I hurriedly did as he asked and as soon as I was on all fours, he knelt down behind me on the bed and ran his tongue teasingly up and down the crack of my ass. My eyes definitely enlarged and my body lurched forward as I felt his tongue daringly twisting it's way into my asshole. "OOH - MOTHER - FUCK!" I yelled as I caught my breath and pressed my ass back against his face. I swear my eyeballs joined at the bridge of my nose to feel what he was doing to me! "Oh god, Steve, you're making me shiver!" I moaned while I ground my ass against his face.

His tongue traveled to my pussy next and it did a naughty dance along my hot, swollen vulva that quickly sent me over the edge. I screamed when I came, and at that very moment before I finished coming, Steve slammed his cock into my hot, quivering cunt and fucked me so hard he had me banging my head against the headboard of the bed. He slapped the jiggling cheeks of my ass several times while he herded my passions with the long shaft of his cock.

"Oh Steve," I panted, "fuck me harder with that big cock of yours. I want to come, and I want you to come."

Steve said something, but it was mixed with a moan of excitement, and I couldn't really understand what he said. I started to rub my clit when I felt my passion rising, my heat getting hotter, my pussy growing wetter, his dick getting slicker at every thrust. My head lowered into the pillow as I arched my ass higher in the air to get his cock deeper into my pussy. Steve continued to pound me, spiking his cock inside of me as deep as it could go. I moaned loudly into the pillow, reaching harder for my clit and rubbing it faster and faster with his movements, and I felt my body tingling all over. My head felt dizzy from smothering my face into the pillow that coupled with my body ratcheting up to detonate.

The front of my head stretched upwards and my hardened nipples scraped the sheets of his bed with the back and forth movements of our fucking. "Steve! Steve! I'm going to fucking cum! Don't stop - I'm coming!" I shouted. "OH - OH - OH," I cried out over and over as my body shook out of control when my orgasm exploded. My toes curled as my feet rose up from the bed and rubbed the backs of his thighs. My cries faded to moans, and my moans to whimpers as my orgasm subsided. I had never felt an orgasm so intense before. It was like drowning in a sea of desire and I didn't want to come up for air.

I felt as though I could faint into an everlasting bliss, but I came to life again when all of a sudden I heard Steve moan and then yell out. "Fuck, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum in your tight little pussy, baby!" He thrust hard into me a couple of more times, and stayed buried deep inside of me while he pumped his milky seed into me. He then pulled out and moved his body closer up to mine, leaning his chest against my back while his hands reached under me and squeezed my titties. I could feel his sweat dripping off his body onto mine as we both caught our breath.

Steve rolled off of me onto his back, breathing as heavily as I was. "Oh, that was incredible," I sighed happily and snuggled into him. He moaned with agreement, and stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. I kissed him back gently on the lips and held him close to me.

This actually wasn't the way I had planned being with him. I never sucked a guy off in the restroom of a bar before. I don't know what came over me. If I decided to have sex with him, I wanted to spend time with him first and maybe enter into sex the night before I left to go back home. This was totally the other way around, but I was glad it turned out that way, and I still had two more days left before I had to catch my flight back home.

My eyes started to get heavy and I could hear by Steve's breathing that he was on his way to sleep. I closed my eyes and before I knew it, I was out like a light.

To be continued: