After such great comments for my earlier posted 'Train Journey' story, though I would post another, so here goes, hope you all enjoy. Its Thursday morning, I can’t believe I’m sat in a cafe in Liverpool, waiting to meet a women I’ve only ever spoken to on the net, Boy am I nervous. I look at my watch, any time now, she should be here. Then she is, wow, she looks great, better than the photos I’ve seen. Blonde hair, very nice figure, and wearing clothes to show it best. We greet each other awkwardly, a kiss on the cheek, I sneak a glance down her cleavage, it looks very inviting. Swelling up, with a slight blush to her skin, she must be as excited as me. We have a coffee, make small chat. I lean over to whisper in her ear, and slowly lick the lobe, she shivers, but doesn’t pull away. I feel an adrenaline surge through my body, and a tingling in my pants. She smiles, suggests we go. At her house she walks up a few stairs in front of me, I look at her rear, skirt tight across he buttocks, no panty line, perhaps a thong. I catch a glimpse of stocking top as she reaches up to open the door, a brief flash of creamy smooth skin peeking over the top of lacy stocking tops, I stir again. We stand in the hall and she turn to me. Our bodies are close, I can feel the tension, and electricity between us. We kiss, slowly, mouths open and tongues gently, uncertain, probing each others mouths. Eager now, I withdraw my tongue, she closes her lips around and sucks as I pull it out, wow, so erotic, so nice. My hands smooth over her bottom, searching for each swell of buttocks, sweeping lower, then pulling gently into my groin, my hardness pushing forward, she sighs, then kisses my neck, I groan, and again my manhood swells further. My hands push lower, find those stocking tops, and lift upwards, reaching bare skin, a tingle running through me. I find a thong, and gently push my fingers between the fabric and skin, gently massaging her lower back now, more sighs, but with an urgency now. I lower my head and nibble her neck, tracing down with my lips and tongue, around from one side to the other, then lower, glancing again into that swelling, heaving cleavage, My tongue darts lower, pushing the low cut v neck of her blouse, lower still till I reach the lace of a restraining bra. My tongue traces the edge, wiggling inside its tight confines, She shivers and moans as I lick the top edge of her nipple, which jumps at my touch. I want it in my mouth, sucking and nibbling, teasing. It will happen, soon. She is eager now, panting, shaking. I ease my hands up under her blouse, easing the fabric up higher, over the swell of her bussom, over her head. Its discarded as I take in the full swell of bra bound breasts, heaving rhythmically. I ease a strap off her shoulder, kiss down where it was, and gently tug down the cup, revealing a gorgeous full ripe breast, nipple quivering in anticipation. My tongue darts again round the nipple, it grows harder, bigger. I close my mouth over it all, greedily sucking its length into my mouth. She moans, loud urgent. I free her breasts from their confine, and cup both with my hands, greedily taking in their points in turn to my mouth. My hand strays lower, seeking the gap between stocking clad thighs, hot and open. Heat radiating out from her thong clad mound. Her skirt falls, and I see a black thong hiding a neatly trimmed bush, pushing against its fabric. I fall to my knees, kiss her stomach, moving lower to probe the fabric with my tongue. The smooth skin at each side recently shaved, warm and inviting to my kiss. I ease the fabric down, the heat hitting my face, the sweet but musky smell entering my senses. She's hot, so hot for this. My tongue teases her mound, her legs shaking, open more, and I see the swell of her clitoris peeking out, She pushing her groin onto me, I know what she wants, but tease her by moving my tongue across her thigh tops, till finally licking outside her vaginal lips. Sweet tasting, wet, so wet. Her juices dripping down her thighs. I lick up towards her clitoris, stop just short, then tease around her spot. More moaning and shaking tell me she's very close. I eagerly lick her clitoris, and gently suck it into my mouth. Alternating between probing her vaginal passage, pushing and wiggling my tongue deeper, and teasing her swelling clitoris, my hands gently needing her buttocks from behind. She's shaking now, moaning loudly, urgent, very close. Shaking at my touch as I again lick up her lips towards her clitoris, a little flick and she's there, shaking and moaning, muscles tense in the throws of orgasm, pushing against my tongue and mouth, her juices flowing freely now in total abandonment to pleasure, but already subsiding. I stand and we kiss again, urgent yet gentle. She kisses and nibbles my ear lobe and neck, I shiver. My turn now. She moves her lips back across mine, teasing my lips open with her tongue, running it across my teeth, then seeking my own tongue, before withdrawing and sensuously licking my lips. Wow. Her hands are now stroking my back, easing my shirt out of my trousers, hands warm and soft seeking my bare back, nails gently scraping their way upwards. I sigh aloud, and shiver with delight. She steps back, a wicked smile flicks across her lips, she takes my hand and leads me down the hallway, to her bedroom. She was obviously prepared, a towels lays across her double bed, subdued lighting and drawn curtains are enhanced by incense sticks burning slowly on the side. A bowl of fragrant oil sits by the bed in preparation of what's to come. My shirt has gone now, and I feel a gentle tugging at my belt, which is soon accompanied on the floor by my trousers, then boxers. She smiles in appreciation of my manhood, standing proud and angry, in anticipation of what's to come. I lay down face first on the towel, and catch a glimpse of her in the mirror, what a sight. Fit and taught, sheathed only in black hold-up stockings, and coming to me, hands slippery with warm oil. Her hands, strong but soft, glided across my neck and shoulders, a tingling moving down my spine, as her warm hands moved lower on my back. Again I sighed, one of absolute contentment as well as anticipation. I feel a weight moving onto my thighs as she straddles me to better massage from my shoulders, down my spine, my sides, and then the top of my buttocks. My manhood, harder than ever grows even more. I feel a warm liquid dribbling onto my back, more oil, and then her body, her breasts and stomach, gliding with some force, giving an overall body rub, so erotic. She moans as her pubic bone presses against me, and her legs open to straddle my leg, her mound moving up and down my leg, coating it with her juices. She turns me over, and I feast upon the sight of her nakedness. The swell of her breasts, accentuated with ever hardening nipples, glowing from the sheen of massage oil. Her stomach flat and taught, the swell of her mound, lightly dressed with trimmed pubes, and her pouting lips, glistening from a mixture of oil and her juices. Her hands once more work their magic across my chest, a glow spreading from there to other less comfortable area of my body. She dips her head and licks my nipple, a shiver runs through me, she moves lower, and I feel her hot breath caressing my hardness, soon enveloped in the warmth and moistness of her mouth, before her tongue encircles my helmet, and traces down my length. Then once again its length disappearing between glistening lips of her mouth. Heaven and hell, all in one. My hands move down to cup her breasts, the hardness of each nipple pushing into the palm of each hand, before I move my thumbs to tweak each in turn. Again she sighs, and I agree. Slowly she manoeuvres higher up my body, until she sits astride of my groin. Her mound pressing into my hardness, moving her lips across its length, causing ripples of pleasure to course through both our bodies. Then she moves higher, before slowly sinking down, impaling herself onto my hardness. Slowly, very slowly the tip enters her warm moist welcoming vagina, bit by bit, easing further in, until I sigh in contentment, enclosed totally within. She smiles that wicked smile, and stoops to kiss again, or tongues urgent with each other. She rocks on me, sighing with each movement, her muscles gripping me with increasing force. I raise my head to lick and suck those gorgeous nipples, tantalising just a few inches away from my eager mouth. Her actions become more urgent and longer, moving with increasing speed. I feel my seeds rising, hope she will soon be there, I know I can’t last much longer, then her head is back, she bites her lower lip, and I feel a tightening within her as her orgasm comes, just in time, as I explode within, with such power of release I have seldom known. Then we are laughing with relief, such passion seldom experienced by many, yet easy for two people, strangers in effect, but at ease with their experience. As I slip out we kiss again, gentler now as the moment has passed, but still in anticipation, as we both know there is more to come.