I met Sue, not her real name on this site. I'm not sure how we started chatting,  it must have been in the chat rooms. What I do remember is worrying about whether it was worth taking a 2 hour trip. It must have been 15 years ago.

I decided to make meeting her part of a bigger trip, and looked up things to do.

I booked into the hotel and unpacked, making sure condoms were on the bedside,  then took a shower. It was a couple hours before Sue turned up so I checked the site.

My phone chirped “I'm here.”

I went down to meet her.

“Let's drop your bag and get something to eat.” Yes we had planned all night after just pictures and chat.

As the lift closed we kissed, kissed like we both wanted to eat each other's tonsils. We managed to walk down the corridor with me carrying her bag.

When we closed the door we were back to kissing. The bag was dropped. We made it to the bed, she pulled her dress over her head, I started to strip. She had a blue bra holding up her ample tits and blue knickers barring my way. 

We fell on to the bed, my cock was hard and my passion was fueled by her kisses and obvious intent. Her hand pulled my zip down and dug for my cock. I freed her tits, felt them  and pulled her knickers aside. She was wet with lust. My fingers explored her wet depths and brought her to her first massive cum.

I released the button on my trousers. Sue pushed my trousers away, moved my balls about and caressed my cock. Her pussy was waiting. I pulled her nickers away and she was naked.

I pulled my trousers off and pulled a condom on. Her pussy was unbelievably hot, wet and so easy to plum. Her folds engulfed my cock, her arms held me close and her kisses gave me no rest.

When I filled the condom, she had cum four times. I went down on her, my cheeks were wet from the folds of her pussy, but that condom taste! I came up, found another condom and ploughed her again. We never did get dinner. The time just disappeared, so did the condoms. 

We had breakfast after sex and a taxi picked her up.

The next meet was at her place. I stayed three nights and visited every other month for well over a year, perhaps two.

It must have been on the second trip having been welcomed in the normal way that it happened. I dropped my bag inside the door and went straight to bed. She pulled her loose dress off, she was naked, I stripped my shirt off as she pulled my trousers down and my hard cock sprang out ready for action. I went down on her, devoured her pussy and she came with the scent of her pussy in my nose. I pulled a condom on and pushed my cock into her. It was never a hard push with her, it was always like a hot knife plunging into butter. She was always hot and wet and she came before I filled the condom. Then she demanded me again. It did not take much persuading.

We were laying there naked recovering. She took my hard cock in her hand and moved her body. 

“We need another condom?” I reminded her.

“I just want to feel it, I'm not putting it in.” she told me rubbing my bell against the wet folds of her pussy.

I should have stopped her doing even that. There is not much difference is there?

She moved again, and my cock slipped in. I admit I enjoyed my cock slipping into her. No shield, just her wet pussy, her hot wet pussy.

“I didn't mean that to happen.” She told me. I am still not sure about that.

“A bit late now, we may as well carry on.”

Our passion seemed to have doubled as I pushed deeper into her and worked her clit against me.

I filled her, filled her again and we stained the sheets.

We never used a condom after that, my stays got much cheaper. 

We did drift apart after a year or more, then returned to seeing each other for a few months. We still chat on WhatsApp, perhaps we will meet again.