The First Time We Finally Met in Person After So Long

It was a long flight, but the plane finally touched down. I'd been waiting for this day for so long and it was finally here. I sat impatiently as the plane taxied to the gate, even more impatiently as the people in front of me took their time getting off. Finally I was out, waiting at baggage claim, and all I could think was how close I was, how close I was to seeing you. I spotted my bag coming down the chute and beginning its little journey around the carousel, and I swear it was moving slower than usual. Eventually it reached me, I grabbed it and headed for the exit.

This was the moment. I was finally going to see you, touch you, hold you, kiss you. We'd both waited so long for this and it was just beyond that door. I walked through and started scanning the crowd for you, found you immediately. God, you looked beautiful. You were up on your toes, searching the faces coming through, looking for me. Our eyes met and I watched your face light up, a smile spreading across it that could melt anything.

I started pushing through the crowd toward you, not caring if I was being rude. All I wanted was to get to you. You were doing the same. Finally we reached each other, I dropped my bags, and I pulled you into my arms. I pressed my lips firmly against yours, kissing you the way I'd been wanting to for so long. Your arms wrapped around my neck and the crowded airport disappeared completely. In that moment we were the only two people in the world and that kiss was all that existed.

Eventually we broke apart and I looked at you, and all I could manage, a little sheepishly, was: "Hi."

You laughed, and that sound was like music. You helped me gather my bags, took my hand, and led me outside where we got a taxi to the hotel. We climbed into the back and sat as close together as possible. We made conversation on the way, talking about the flight and other small things for the driver's benefit. I looked down and noticed I was still holding your hand. It felt so good to touch you. You looked down at our hands too, I squeezed gently, we looked at each other, and then suddenly the car was stopping in front of the hotel. We'd arrived.

We went to the front desk and I checked in, which meant letting go of your hand. I handed over my card and put my hand on the small of your back, touching you lightly while we waited. Once we were sorted we headed to the elevator, my arm around you, keeping you close as we walked. We weren't alone in the lift so I just held you against me and kissed the top of your head as we went up. We found the room and I opened the door, we stepped inside, and it closed behind us.

The second it did, my bags hit the floor and my hands were all over you. Grabbing you, feeling you, touching you. My lips were on yours, then your cheek, your neck, your ear, and back to your mouth. You let out a soft moan against me as I grip your ass, our lips meeting again. Your hands moved all over me too, grabbing and pulling at whatever they could find. You pressed against me and felt how much I wanted you, your hand moving over my trousers, rubbing my cock through the fabric, feeling me shudder as I groaned with pleasure.

My hands gripped your ass, I bit your earlobe lightly, then whispered: "I want you."

I felt you tremble against me as my lips brushed your ear. I eased you back slightly and started lifting your top over your head. You saw what I was doing and raised your arms immediately to help. Your chest rose and fell as you caught your breath. I took a moment just to take in how beautiful you were, then went back to kissing and biting at your neck while my hands worked at your bra clasp.

Finally it came undone and I slid my hands underneath it. Your skin was so soft and your nipples so hard. It took me a moment to realize you'd been busy too: my trousers were undone and sliding down my legs while you started stroking me through my boxers. I groaned against your throat as I undid your trousers and slipped my hand inside. I could feel your wetness through your underwear.

I pushed you back onto the bed, grabbed the waistband, and started pulling. You lifted your hips to help. I hooked your underwear too and got both off in one quick movement. And there you were in front of me, naked on the bed, legs hanging over the edge, chest rising and falling with anticipation, your pussy wet and swollen with arousal. I looked at you. You were beautiful, you were sexy, and finally, you were mine.

I dropped to my knees in front of you and lifted your legs onto my shoulders. Your wet, glistening pussy was right there in front of me, and the scent of your want and desire was intoxicating. I started kissing the inside of your left thigh, working slowly upward with each kiss. You got wetter with every inch I got closer, your lips shining as your arousal started to run. My mouth was now right at your slick entrance, you held your breath in anticipation. But instead of feeling my lips where you wanted them, you felt me breathing softly on your wet lips, then kissing back over to the other side. You let out a deep moan and reached down to run your fingers through my hair, trying to grab me and guide my mouth back to where you needed it.

You could hear me laughing softly as I kept kissing your right thigh. You squirmed trying to bring my lips where you wanted them, but I kept going. I moved my hands under your ass, gripping and kneading it while I kissed along the inside of your leg. I looked up at you: eyes closed, writhing, moaning. Your creamy wetness was running down your thigh like a river. I couldn't wait any longer.

I gripped both your cheeks firmly to hold you still and extended my tongue. I placed my open mouth at the base of your folds, tasting your sweet juices, and began to drag my tongue slowly up your wet pussy. You started moaning softly as my tongue touched your sensitive lips, the sound building into a cry when I reached your swollen clit. I pulled my mouth away, savoring the taste of you, and you immediately began rolling your hips, trying to chase the sensation I'd taken away.

I'm not the type to deny you, so I moved my hands to your hips and began licking your creamy pussy. Your hands returned to my hair as you let out long, rolling moans. I sucked your swollen lips, paying careful attention to your left one, so sensitive. I moved my hands so one was massaging your breast while the other moved toward your soaked entrance. I pushed my tongue between your folds and began working your clit, your moans turning into desperate cries. Then all at once I pinched and tugged your nipple while pushing a finger inside you and sucking your clit into my mouth. You arched your back and rolled your hips as you cried out, orgasm taking over completely. I moved my finger slowly inside you while I licked the taste of you from my lips and chin, watching you come back down. You looked so beautiful, so happy, but also so hungry, and I knew you wanted more.

I gestured for you to move further up the bed while I pushed down my boxers and freed my cock, rock hard. You stared at it, transfixed, full of want. I knelt on the bed beside you and you took it in your hands, stroking gently, feeling how thick it was, and I let out a low sound. My sounds encouraged you to move faster, and pre-cum began to run from the tip. You moved and licked the drop from it: warm, salty, sweet, and it felt good on your tongue. You saw a shudder run through me and decided to take the whole head into your mouth. My moans deepened as you felt my cock swell against your tongue. I could see the desire in your eyes, but also the uncertainty about how it was going to fit in your tight, untouched pussy.

I eased back from your mouth and kissed you softly, and you could taste yourself on my lips. The gentle kiss helped you relax as I positioned myself between your legs. I started rubbing the head of my cock against your wet entrance and you moaned at the feeling, your hips beginning to move to pull me closer. Slowly I began pressing the head inside you and stopped when it was fully in. Your moans deepened as you felt that incredible fullness for the first time, your walls beginning to stretch around this new, wonderful sensation. Soon you started rolling your hips trying to take me deeper, so I pushed further until I was completely inside you and held still. Your eyes rolled back at the feeling. You'd never felt so full or so connected to anyone before. I leaned down and kissed you deeply, you wrapped your arms and legs around me and pulled me into you, nails dragging across my back. That sensation of fullness pushed you over the edge, your back arching again as you cried out and came around my cock.

You came back from that and felt me still deep inside you, and from the look in your eyes I could see you were ready for more. So I began to move, fucking your tight pussy, still feeling it pulsing around me. I picked up pace and force, and our moans together filled the room. I felt my cock beginning to swell and knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I cried out just as you did too, both of us coming together, filling you with everything I had. I slowed my movements, still pulsing inside you, filling you completely. I looked down at you: so beautiful, so full of love, and mine. I never wanted to be apart from you again.