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R ebecca Ammon
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Conversations about
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November 29, 2011
Stranger Sex
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I met Samuel on the internet. Our first encounter was through a dating site
chat feature. I'm not looking for love or a relationship. I've been alone for three
years now and all I honestly want to do is sew my oats, do all those things I missed out when I was
younger.
The conversation between Samuel and I was pretty basic, but easy going. We
plan to meet at a Starbucks to get aquainted.
I walk into Starbucks and he is already there, seated in the
corner. He watches me as I walk to the counter and order a drink. I keep looking over my
shoulder at him - his eyes are glued on me. I am wearing a tight fitting skirt, blue sweater and
heels. I wait patiently for my coffee and he continues to watch me intently. I give him a
little smile in return acting a bit bashful yet coy.
Thoughts are swirling my head. I considering doing something totally
out of character with this situation. I mean, what the heck it's my chance to be naughty and no one would
ever know. I don't ever have to see this guy again.
Finally my coffee is ready. I carry it over to the table where he is
sitting and sit the cup down. I look at Samuel, wink and walk to the back to the the
restroom. Samuel sits for a moment, not sure what to make of my wink. "Was that a
hello or was that was an invitation" he thinks to himself. Quickly he decides to throw caution
to the wind and follow me to the restroom. I left the door unlocked purposely and I am standing
against the wall in anticipation of his arrival. My panties are already a little moist from the
excitment of the moment. I can't believe I am doing this, my mind is racing.
Samuel gingerly closes the door and walks up to me. He's literally inches from my face when he whispers hello in a deep, breathy voice. He slides both hands around my waist and begins to kiss me, with more desire and passion than I think I have ever felt. His cock is already hard, throbbing against the my pelvis. His kisses are intense. My clit is already swollen and aching for his touch. This moment is more than I could have ever imagined. He slides his right hand down my thigh firmly, grabbing at my skirt and pulling it up over my hips. My pink lace thong is suddenly exposed in the dimly lit room. He marvels at the color against my pale, soft skin. I let out a soft moan in anticipation of his touch. I can't wait another moment and slide my thong down to the floor with little self control. Samuel quickly touchs my throbbing pussing and feels that I am dripping wet (me quietly muttering "mmmm"). My hands are suddenly grabbing at his pants, undoing his belt, button and zipper. I'm not thinking anymore, I am acting on pure desire. He isn't wearing any underware so his hard cock snaps to attention with the sudden freedom from the restraint of his tight pants. I take his hard cock in my hand and rub against my wet, naked pussy. It's evident he wants it as much as I do. He's suddenly grabbing my thighs, lifting me up, sinking his cock deep inside me. The sudden pressure inside my vagina is indescribable. Samuel kisses me deeply while I wrap my legs tightly around his waist. Soft moans escape my lips as his hips rock rhythmically into mine with my back pressed firmly against the wall. He soon whispers "hello, it's nice to meet you" in my ear just before he bursts inside me.
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