which card should she give him?
Posted Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:39 PM
Just before she got on her last plane, she sent him a text message from her phone.
‘coming sayang. want u. want me?’
He text back.
‘naked + orgasming’
She typed back.
‘yes. I promise. Soon 2!’
And now he was driving in a snowstorm that was making it more than a little difficult to drive. He wasn’t sure if he would make it to her in time and it had become so cold! Good thing he had told her to wear pants, she was going to freeze her ass off.
He constantly glanced at his phone hoping not to see a message from her. He knew she couldn’t text on the plane, so a text from her now would mean she had landed and was waiting at the airport. And he so wanted to be there when she arrived!
For many years they had flirted with each other over emails, letters, and phone calls. They had told each other their deepest sexual secrets and desires. They had spent countless hours fantasizing and planning what it would be like together. They had even had long discussions about shaved sexes that had made them decide to mark their meeting by both shaving themselves bald. And now he was here, shaved crotch and all, driving to see her in this huge snowstorm!
He first tried his beard trimmer, and then shaving cream and razor and had taken quite some time to shave himself. It had been difficult and not too successful. He had complained to her about it and she had laughed at him. She explained to him how simple it was to use depilatory cream and after that, it had been easy. A few minutes with the cream and he was on his back in bed, naked and masturbating.
It had been quite a different feeling pleasuring him with one hand while exploring his new smoothness with the other. In later conversations with her, she had admitted the same thing. She said it was like she had suddenly become a little girl from the waist down when she looked in the mirror. She had felt very naughty with a bare mound and had fallen asleep exhausted from rubbing herself that first night. And for days after she couldn’t help herself; she was drawn to herself. She would run her hands along her smooth mound and lips throughout the day. She had even almost been caught a few times doing it during work!
And now she was bringing that smoothness she couldn’t stop touching to him to enjoy! He had to arrange his cock in his pants he had gotten so hard fantasizing about her. He could almost feel the pounding of his heart in his throbbing cock! How many times had he pictured them together with her naked, legs spread or kneeling before him? The favorite of his many fantasies about her was his nearly bursting cock between her lips, her desire-filled eyes locked with his, her movements pressing his length down into her throat. And his fantasizing always ended the same way; with him emptying himself into her hungry and loving mouth.
Nearing the airport exit, he had to adjust himself again. He could adjust himself easily without underwear and through the thin cloth of his pants. The pants gave him plenty of room and gave him a large cloth tent in his lap. He tried to push it down and realized he could feel almost his entire length rather easily. He moved his hand along his length; it felt so nice and he couldn’t wait for her hand to be there instead of his! He was more than a little glad that the coat he was wearing went to below his knees; it would be bad to be seen in this condition and he would definitely be in this condition with her in his arms!
He tried to make himself a little more comfortable, difficult with how hard he was becoming, and tried to calm himself. Finally, after a lot of waiting, and seeing more than a couple cars spun off the road, he made it to the airport parking structure. He lucked into finding a parking spot relatively close to the entrance and rushed into the airport just in time for his phone to chirp. He had a new text message. He read.
‘Im here. Where r u?’
He stopped walking to text back.
‘here. Near door. Where u?’
She replied back.
‘just thru customs. Need u! find me!’
“I’m coming! Look 4 me.”
He headed toward customs. There were so many people coming and going daily here that it took him some time to get to customs. After a little looking and neck craning, he saw her. She looked like a proper Chinese lady standing there, holding her phone in one hand and looking around more than a little worried. She hadn’t seen him yet.
He stopped and stared at her. She was just like her pictures; short, cute, with long straight black hair and an oval face. She was bundled up in a long thick coat that hid her figure and all he could see of it was the black pant legs of something that must be a pantsuit. He imagined she would be so soft, warm and curvy beneath all that clothing. He had fantasized a lot about what she looked like naked. He had hounded her for months to send him nude pictures of her and she always politely refused. She always told him that she had shared everything else with him – the sight of her naked body would be for their meeting. She would soon be naked and he would finally see her like he had always dreamt about.
He stood there and watched for a few minutes. Even in her heavy coat and clothes and standing in the middle of the airport, she looked like she was freezing. Finally, she turned and saw him, and it was like she was suddenly warmed and the worried look on her face disappeared and was replaced with a smile. His heart seemed to skip a beat.
Her smile told him she wanted to be here and was happy to see him! He had been worried about what would happen when she finally saw him in person and her smile told him everything he needed to know. This was the woman he had fallen for across all this distance. This was the woman that knew his every sexual desire, whim, and need and wanted the same. This was the woman that had offered herself, much like he had offered himself, and had come all this way to be with him.
They practically collided together as he scooped her in his arms and gave her a large strong hug and deep kiss. Her arms around his neck and her warm lips felt wonderful against his. He quickly lost himself in her embrace. His breathing was heavy and with each breath he breathed in her fragrance. She smelled different than American girls – somehow foreign and exotic. She smelled wonderful!
He soon came to his senses and realized that she was dangling in his arms, feet off the ground, and was probably more than a little uncomfortable. He set her down and, because of their height difference, had to bend over to continue kissing him. But he didn’t mind, kissing her, It was that good and definitely worth it. Her face turned up to his kiss was so erotic to him. Her lips were soft and gentle and inviting against his while his kiss was hard and nearly out of control with desire. It welled up inside him and threatened to burst.
Her lips took all his desire, so wet and willing. He felt her tongue slip between his lips as he purposefully slowed down and made his kisses gentler. And there was such a height difference between them that bending down to kiss her began to hurt his neck. He pulled away from her slightly.
“Kissing you like this can be painful.” He said with a smile.
“Well, you are just going to have to get used to it.” He loved the sound of her voice, the lilt in her Malaysian accent. “It will be more fun kissing me lying down.”
She turned her head up for another kiss. He leaned down and gave her another quick peck. “I’m glad you’re finally here,” he said.
She looked at him closely, a seriousness creeping across her face.
“Are you sure?” She asked timidly.
She smiled, looked relieved, and took his hand.
“Want to get my luggage and take me somewhere warm?” She squeezed his hand and headed toward the baggage claim area.
“I have someplace warm,’ he paused, ‘and close. And there we won’t have to worry about the difference in our heights.” He teased.
“Why’s that?” She asked.
“We will be the same height lying down.” She smiled and laughed gently.
“But will we be the same height with you lying on top of me?” She asked.
“The only height you need worry about then is about 6 inches. Oh, I’m sorry, that’s length, not height.”
She laughed in a dirty little way as they stood together holding hands as the baggage went round and round.
“Sayang,” she said turning to him, “kiss me again”
He turned, bent down, and kissed her. She grabbed him by his coat, slipped her tongue into his mouth, and gave him a long, wet, erotic French kiss. Her tongue was at once soft and inviting and then hard and probing. Was she giving him a preview of what it would do to him later?
“I have to feel you, feel your height… sorry, your length.” She winked, unbuttoned him, and moved to cuddle into his jacket. Her hands went around his lower chest and pulled him close to her.
“Wait,” he stammered while looking around the baggage claim area, “someone might see!”
“Then cover me up.” She burrowed into his coat and he wrapped it around her.
She moaned into his chest and pulled herself tight against him. “You feel wonderful and I have waited so long to do this!” She said as she buried her face in his chest and breathed deeply. “You smell wonderful too.”
“I wish I could feel you.” He said as he started moving his hands along her body.
“No, you won’t get me out of this jacket right now. I’m sorry,” she apologized, “Its just too cold.”
He bent down and whispered into her ear. “You will be warm soon enough. Naked and warm and then I will feel all of you. I can wait for that.”
She whispered up to him. “What will you do to me to warm me up?”
“You want to know?” He asked.
He leaned down close so no one else might overhear.
“First, I’m going to lay you on your back. Then I’m going to suck your nipples and when I’m tired of your nipples, I am going to eat you.” She wiggled in his arms and moved her hands down to his ass and squeezed. He paused, a little flustered, but continued.
“Then I am going to climb on top of you.” She pressed against him, putting as much of her body against him as possible.
“Then?” Her voice came buried in his chest. His cock pressed against her as his mind raced with thoughts of what we wanted to do to her and what she was probably going to do to him.
“You do want me badly, don’t you?” She smiled up to him and squeezed his ass.
“How can you tell?” He asked playfully.
She rubbed the front of her body against him centering her movement on his erection.
“I have my ways.” She smiled up to him and he kissed her again.
“Then?” She repeated her question.
“Then, I‘m going to push myself as far into you as I can and hope I don’t cum immediately.”
She pulled away and smiled up at him. Her baggage showed up, interrupted the teasing foreplay, and soon they were headed for the exit, arm in arm.
“How far away do we have to go?” She asked.
“Not far. I got a hotel room nearby.”
She suddenly got a mischievous look on her face, pulled them around a corner out of the flow of traffic, and moved close to him again.
“Hug me again.” She ordered him and he pulled her back into his still unbuttoned coat. She almost disappeared into it as he wrapped it around her.
“Getting warm yet?” He asked.
From the depths of his coat came her reply,” I’m not doing this to get warm.”
Covered by his coat, she happily moved her hands to the front of his pants and began to feel him. She moved her hands along his hardened length and tried to wrap her fingers around his width but the material kept getting in the way.
“Make sure I am covered completely.” She said.
“Why?” He asked.
Almost before the words had left his mouth, he knew why. Her little hands had unzipped his fly, pushed into his pants and wrapped itself around his cock.
“Sayang, you told me you were big and I thought you might be. I couldn’t tell from the pictures you sent me, but…” She gave his cock a squeeze and looked up at him with lust in her eyes. “I think yours is the thickest I have ever felt.” Her voice was almost breathless with desire.
“Thickest?” He paused, not sure exactly what to say next. “Thank you.” He paused and added, “not too thick for you, I hope?”
“No, Sayang. You will fit nicely inside of me.” Her hand moved along his length slowly. “I will take all of you inside me and then I will grip you and squeeze you until you fill me with cum.”
The whole time she said this, she moved her hand along him. When she got to the base, she paused and soon moved her other hand inside to join her first. Her hands moved along his smooth pubic area, exploring him, caressed his bare balls, moved up to where the hair started again, and then moved back to begin the pleasurable trip again.
“Yes, I did. Didn’t you?”
“Of course, I am a lady of my word; but I didn’t think you would. I thought you might have just been humoring you.”
“And after all the problems I had doing it.”
“I know, but I really wasn’t sure.” Her hands now moved along together, each enjoying his length, moving down to cup his balls then return back to feel up to his cock head. After a few trips like this, she discovered his cock head was a bit moist.
“I can’t wait to feel your bald pussy.” He whispered down to her.
She looked up at him; her eyes burning with so much desire. “You will soon, Sayang; but first…” She rubbed her finger along the top of his dick to collect his pre-cum and brought it to her lips. She made a point to teasingly lick and suck her finger noisily.
“Now that tastes yummy,” she said. “Nice and salty”
Her hand disappeared back down into his coat to wrap itself back around the cock protruding from his pants.
“I wonder,” she said, “what you would do if I dropped to my knees, right here and now, and took your cock down my throat?”
He stammered something almost unintelligible. She laughed.
“Would you forget about all the people here? Would you grab my head and my face? Could I make you cum before the police got here? Or would you stop me before anything happened?”
Again he stammered. She enjoyed teasing him. His cock was jumping in her hands. She squeezed him again.
“Your cock wants me to suck it, you know. It’s telling me to do it. It’s begging me to do it. Do you want me to do it? Do you want me to suck you off?”
She looked him up at him and continued to stroke him. He saw the desire there; she wanted to do it. She wanted to give him head right there in front of everyone. And if she did, he wouldn’t be able to stop her.
“Let’s find out, shall me?” She whispered and began to bend down, as if to do just that, and he was mesmerized. He couldn’t stop her; he wanted her mouth on him. He wanted her sucking him. More than anything, he wanted to her mouth. And she was right; he didn’t care who would see them or even if he would get arrested for it. All he wanted was his cock in her mouth. All he wanted was to fill her with cum.
Suddenly an elderly couple came around the corner to sit in nearby seats. The old woman shot the two of them a nasty look. He wondered, could she see what they had been doing or could she guess it from their positions and the look on his face?
He couldn’t move as she straightened up, tucked his cock back into his pants, and made a little show of zipping him up and patting the front of his pants. She then stood back, and buttoned his coat. He just stood there almost dumbfounded. Suddenly before him was that cute little Chinese lady again. There was not a hint of the person that had just moments before been caressing his cock and daring oral sex in public. She took his hand and pulled him toward the exit and glared at the old couple.
They moved toward the exit, his head in an erotic daze. The old woman was whispering something to the old man as they walked by. Both of their eyes followed the two lovers as they left.
“We were interrupted, Sayang, but that is alright. I will suck your cock and you will cum inside me soon enough. And I don’t care how big your cock is; I will have you inside me even if you split me in half or I choke on you while you’re ing my mouth.”
She had said it loud, loud enough to ensure the couple heard everything. The old man practically fell over and the old lady shot them another shocked evil look. But he thought he saw the old man wink at him as they left through the automatic door and the cold hit him. But he wasn’t sure.
They practically ran to the car. But even with running to it, she was freezing cold by the time they got inside. He started the car and turned the heat up. Luckily the engine was still warm and the car warmed quickly. While they waited the few minutes for the car to warm, they talked.
“It is so cold!” She declared in her lilting accent while shivering and rubbing her hands together. “How do you live like this?”
“We keep ourselves warm. Come here,” he pulled her to him, “I’ll show you how we do it.”
She fell against him, her kisses hot and strong, showing him her desire and willingness. They pushed toward to each other and pressed together tightly. His tongue slid along her soft lips and gently tried to force its way into her. She opened her lips for his entrance and then sucked on his tongue gently. Her hands reached for him again and his left hand unzipped her coat, moved into her jacket, and along her side feeling what he had only imagined earlier.
His kisses moved along the line of her jaw, below her ear, and onto her neck. She pushed herself against him, moaned, and once again began searching for hardness. His hand moved up her side, exploring her, feeling the top of her pants, then along her shirt to her bra, until it came to rest on her breast. He gently cupped it, caressing it with his palm, causing her to moan into his ear. It might be the cold, or her desire, or both, but with the palm of his hand he felt a very erect nipple through both her shirt and bra. Her hand pressed between his legs, gripping and pushing against his hardness.
He felt her shiver and whispered into her ear, “Are you cold?”
“Why?” She asked.
He gave her nipple a squeeze through her shirt.
“This kind of gave me a clue.”
She pulled away from him breathing heavily. “How long to the hotel?”
“Not far, why?”
“Because, if we don’t go there right now, I’m going to suck and you right here now and then freeze to death. Answer my question, please.”
“Ok. I got a hotel close because I didn’t think we would last long enough to get to my apartment.” He backed the car out of the parking spot and headed in the direction of the exit. She turned and faced forward in her seat pulling her coat back closed over her.
She smiled as her hand squeezed his leg and then started moving along his leg from knee to crotch and back.
“Smart, Sayang, very smart. Now hurry, I’m freezing and I need you inside me.”
“That,” he said, “is perhaps the best thing any woman has ever said to me.”
She laughed a hearty, throaty laugh and in that accent that alone made him excited replied, “It may be the best thing I have ever said to a man.”
They pulled up to the pay window, paid the cashier, and pulled out to the street. Just before pulling onto the street, he reached behind her seat, pulled out a gift-wrapped package, and handed it to her.
“What’s this?” She asked
“Open it and find out.”
She quickly unwrapped the package and discovered an envelope. She opened the envelope to find a large card with three smaller cards inside. One card was red, one pink, and one white.
She read the large card. It said.
‘I cannot tell you with words how grateful I am that you are here reading this right now. I hope to show you with actions, how grateful I am later tonight. It took a lot of love and courage to come so far to be with me and I want to reward you for this. Within this card you will find three cards of different colors. Each card designates a possible outcome for our first night together. Please read the enclosed cards and, when we get back to the hotel room, present the card that designates your choice to me. Whatever card you give me will determine our first evening together. Do not discuss with me what card you will pick – please let that be your secret until you give the card to me.
I love you.’
She then read the other cards.
On the White card was written:
‘Your flight was probably rough and long and you probably don’t feel your best right now. Our first time together should be special and we should both be at our best for it. Present this card to me tonight and you will have a nice evening dinner (cuisine of your choice), a nice relaxing bath or shower (your choice as well), and a good night’s sleep. In the morning, present one of the other cards and we will spend tomorrow acting that card out.
I love you.’
The Pink card writing said:
‘Tonight is the night when all the dreams we have talked and fantasized about for these many years will come true. Present this card to spend the night together making love. We will begin with a lingering shower to cleanse ourselves. We will then move to our bed where we will lazily bring pleasure to ourselves with hands and mouth. Then, after our oral yearnings have been fulfilled and we have finished the explorations of our bodies, we will move together, join, and finally become one. Fused together we will lose ourselves in each other and strive for orgasmic nirvana together. When we are finally finished and can now longer bring pleasure to ourselves, we will fall asleep in each other’s arms, satiated, to begin again anew in the morning.
I love you.’
And The Red card read:
‘Do you wish to give yourself to me body, soul, spirit, for my pleasure? Are you willing to receive your pleasures at my leisure? Do you offer yourself to me in every way imaginable? Do you give your mouth, hands, pussy, and ass to be filled by me? Are you willing to abandon yourself to my every sexual whim and grant each of my desires as if they were your own heart’s desires? Is it your desire to spend the evening as my good little slut and bind yourself to me for my use?
If you want to be my evening’s toy, present this card to me.’
They were quiet the rest of the way to the hotel, he watching the snow covered road and she engrossed in her thoughts. She nervously kept shifting and rereading the cards in her hand and glancing over at him. It took just a few more minutes to reach the hotel. He pulled into a parking spot and turned off the ignition. Here they were - at the hotel. He must have looked a sight, worried about what she would think about his little game, or what card she would give him, or if she would give him any card at all.
She smiled at him, leaned close and kissed him, and handed him a card.
So, everyone, which card did she give him?
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Posted Sun Jun 29, 2008 12:26 AM
Terrific story. Keep on writing, you're great at it!
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I promise I will get a 2nd part out...
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