Mot

I don’t usually meet girls online, but I do have a profile on a few dating sites. I’ve had several friends who have found long-term relationships and even wives from internet dating. I, however, tend to stay away from them as I’m not really looking for a wife. Be that as it may, I’m told repeatedly it hits you when you least expect.

Anyway, I was browsing profiles when I came across Mot. She had posted some photos of herself in bikinis on beautiful white sands beaches. I had to inspect closer and it turns out she has an amazingly toned body with a perfect shade of sun-tanned brown skin. I sent her a message and she replied, left her email address, and we began conversing.

She often would attach a picture of herself of where she was with every email. I enjoyed that. After a several emails I invited her to come visit me. She declined, but she kept sending me emails with picture in tow. After several more playful emails I invited her to come see me again. Another rejection. I replied with a simply, “Ok then.”

Interestingly enough a few days later I receive an email saying she wants to meet me. I reply asking her when she would like to come.

“Im already here.”, she replies, and leaves her phone number.

WOW! I wasn’t expecting that. I decided to drop my plans for the day to meet her.

Mot and I spent the day together grazing the local cuisine, walking along the beach, and dancing into the night. We stumbled back to my apartment, laughing and giggling like a couple young teenagers. What happened after that however was for ages 18 and up.

We began to make out heavily tearing each others clothes off. Yes boys, her body is just as rockin’ as her pictures display. My cock was up at attention saluting this fine creation. She had perfect perky breasts directly proportional to her tight little body.  Mot lead me into the shower and washed me like in places I never washed before. It was interesting. Of course my favourite part was her delicate cleansing of my fully erect member.

After she dried me off we kneeled onto the bed and furiously made out some more. She went down on me on all fours and wrapped her luscious lips around my throbbing wang. It was the most amazing sight.  I fingered her pussy from behind and her gash became quite moist in a hurry.

I had to get a better look at her shaved sensation. It was one of the finest pussies I have had the pleasure eating. This girl part was smoothly shaven and tight-lipped with added fragrance and taste like no other. I enjoyed the  dining experience so much I spent extra time and had her cumming continuously. This made the fucking even more sensational.

After some doggy and missionary, Mot rode me better than a bucking bronco. Her rhythmic gestures had her cumming for almost an hour. My cock was so worn out I could cum! We had to recess for thirty minutes before I could fuck again. I leaped on top of her and stuck my member in her still moist pussy. She reached orgasm again in a hurry. I came with furious might and collasped on top of her. I couldn’t, and didn’t want to move from that postion.

We fucked a couple more times that night with the same outstanding results.

Early afternoon the next day she had to leave. I wanted her to stay. We said our goodbye she said she would call me. I have not heard from her since. Did she just use me for sex?