Chapter 3...I walk through the door...and cross the threshold

Part 3 of the series. I have posted the first 2 chapters already/

The gate was unlocked, and the front door was unlocked. I caught a brief glimpse of a face peeking at me through a side window. Here we go, I thought, filled with a heady mix of excitement, anticipation, and trepidation.

Would this live up to the fantasy I had built in my mind over the days leading up to the visit? Or would my desire be dashed by another fake or gross misrepresentation? Or worse, am I walking into some kind of trap, where the few possessions I had on me would be taken? Well, here goes, I thought as I pushed open that slightly stiff front door.

And there she was standing, a few meters away from the entrance, in the Kitchen. Her head turned away from me. The light in the room was fairly dim, but what I could see of her looked very much like the pictures we had exchanged.

I also noticed that, as agreed, she was wearing a short skirt. What I had also asked for was no panties. Well, only one way to find out if she had followed that instruction as well..

A fairly long moment of awkwardness followed, reality kicking in: am I really going to do this? What do I say? Anything at all? Do I just dive in? Do I make small talk? Do I pretend it's a supplier meeting? Think, dammit, think, and quickly.

"Hi", I say. "Hi", she responds...I close the door behind me and fumble with the latch to try lock it, trying not to seem too much like an intruder about to commit armed robbery...

I close the small distance between the door and where she is standing quickly, and throw caution to the wind; you only get one chance to do this the first time....

I leaned in and kissed her. She's very receptive to it, her lips parting smoothly to allow my gentle tongue to become more intimate very quickly. I pulled her closer, feeling the warmth from her body underneath the T-shirt she was wearing. I guess I wasn't the only one rushing to get to her house asap.

My hands took over at that time, emboldened by the very deep intimate kiss. I reach under the short skirt to see if the full request was complied with. Oooohhh, yes please, my hand feels nothing but warm skin, no sign of panties whatsoever. This is good, this is really good. Come on, son! This is happening. It's the real deal...just what I had proposed, and maybe even more. My frantic hands reverted to teenager mode, feeling the magnificent warm thighs and buttocks. Again, she was very receptive, by now facing me fully, zero resistance to my under skirt exploration. My fingers wanted more; I let them creep up her thighs into the sweet nectar of her love nest. Oh wow, the wetness, oh my goodness, clearly it was not just me desiring this moment, this meeting, this fantasy. Again, no resistance whatsoever. My finger slid in, right in, with ease. It had a mind of its own now, rubbing, thrusting, feeling her wetness increase to even slicker levels. Her clit growing under my touch, her breath starting to become more rapid, this was pure passion, rubbing, fingering, exploring, all the while feeling her thighs tightening, and her knees starting to dip. Don't stop, please don't stop, she whispered. Oh hell no, I was not stopping; this train had left the station, and it was not coming back! I kept rubbing until the first cum, barely 3 minutes since I had entered the front door. By now all shreds of doubt and trepidation had left my body. I wanted more, so much more.

I looked around my surroundings and saw a fairly lengthy couch in the open-plan area not too far from where we were.

I mumbled Let's go in, please. She willingly led me to the couch. I couldn't get my clothes off quick enough; it became a flurry of belt, jeans, top, shoes, and even the socks managed to get ripped off in my excitement.

I pushed her back onto the couch, with a hunger and desire borne out of days of anticipation, and months of disappointments. Open your legs,I said. I'm hungry, and I need to eat... she willingly obliged, in her shy but lust-filled way. I dove right in, licking, sucking, eating; I couldn't stop, I felt like a wanderer at a desert oasis, after months of walking through a drought. Wave after wave of orgasms, to the point of the couch fabric dampness becoming more than noticeable.

By now my erection was so prominent, I was battling to stay between her legs. Having certainly pleasured her, I felt no shame in getting me some now! I rose from my position between her legs, and stood in front of her now. It didn't require any instructions as to what I expected next. There was no hiding my desire and arousal. She took me in her mouth without hesitation. I gasped with pleasure. I was aching with need. Her skilled, willing mouth was not holding back one bit. I needed to slow her down as I did not want this to end too soon. I held her head against my swollen loins, using her willing mouth as my pleasure portal... but controlling the pace to make sure I had longevity left in my shaft for some deeper penetration.

After a few blissful minutes, I was ready for some animal-like penetration...I knew it would not last long... the build-up had been so intense, the reality exceeding my expectations, and hers.

I pushed her back onto the couch fully, spread her legs with purpose, and climbed on top of her. There was no holding back now; her swollen, very wet love palace was beyond receptive to my throbbing manhood. I felt like a caged animal, released into the wild at last. Every thrust brought both of us waves of intense pleasure. The harder and faster I went, the more responsive she became. I lost count of the number of orgasms shared on my hard shaft. I knew I could not hold back; it was so close, the ultimate powerful explosion that I felt building up with every thrust. I had to release my seed; it needed to be buried deep inside her welcoming happy place. It felt so natural, so desirable, so explosively good. She accepted every last drop deep inside of her, culminating with a simultaneous orgasm as I was shooting my love juice.

I collapsed on top of her, breathless, exhilarated, and content... what a magnificent journey, from start to finish. Everything I had hoped for and more.

We lay in each other's arms, exchanging pleasantries and slightly shy conversation, given the level of intense intimacy we had been sharing just moments before. Thirty minutes of happy, getting-to-know-each-other chatter, before round number two started....

And guess what....not every fantasy has to be just that... it can become reality as well. Sometimes it's just worth taking that leap of faith. You never know what pleasures await.