I have been planning this for so long.. our first meeting. We have been exchanging messages over ICQ and email for months.. and today is finally the day. I see you sitting across the room from me in the restaurant, and catch your eye. I know it is you; after all these months, I know you so well. You are even more devastatingly handsome than I had imagined. I like the sense of need and passion I see in your sensual dark eyes; you seem drawn to the sense of playfullness and willingness you see in mine. You motion for me to join you, and I do, shyly.

From the first words you speak, I am entranced. Your warm voice cascades over me, stirring me deep down to my toes. I am suddenly hot and wet, and feel that primitive urge to have you inside me. I can hardly wait to take that sweet dark hair in my hands, pull your face to mine, and kiss those sweet lips. I can't remember what we had for dinner, or what we chattered about. Nothing seems to matter except that we are together at last.

After dinner we drove to my apartment, and I watch a blush move across your face as I invite you in. We both know what is about to happen. I put my purse and light sweater down on a chair, and bring us a bottle of chilled wine and a couple of glasses. We sit and chat a bit, letting the wine take some of the edge off your nervousness. Finally, you take the glass from my hand and place it on a table within easy reach. You begin your explorations tentatively, at my earlobes, tenderly, gently, then more urgently. I feel one soft, gentle hand stroking down my side, caressing, desiring, wandering.

You cup one of my tits through my dress, and nuzzle it, kneading the other with your hand. I then feel your soft lips surround a hard nipple through the light fabric of my dress. I'm not wearing any bra, and it makes my nipple pucker in excitement immediately. I moan, and arch my back for more. I allow you to spend all the time you want playing with my tits.. pinching the large, dark nipples between your fingers, gently twisting them, even playfully biting them. You suck and nibble like a starved child, driving me insane the entire time.

After what seems like an eternity, you begin to move your hand down my side, then slide your hand up my thigh to my lace panties. I shudder as your hand slithers under my panties and into my hot, wet pussy. Your hand cups my hot mound, gently stroking and kneading it. You slowly trace my slit with your fingers. From my squirming, you know that you are doing a wonderful job.

You stop long enough to suggest we get rid of all these unnecessary clothes, and I agree... I decide first to just pull down the straps of my dress, exposing my breasts, then I taunt you by cupping my hands under my breasts and caressing them. You lean over and this time suckle my bare nipples while lightly stroking me through my now wet panties and I can't stop a shudder that runs through me at the pleasure of your hands and mouth on me.