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Archive-name: Casual/1stmeet.txt
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Archive-title: First Meeting
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You walk in warily, not knowing quite what to expect. I say nothing,
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just taking your hand and leading you through the doorway. After you
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pass, I close the door behind you and throw the bolt.
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You jump a bit as the spring latch slams home, and look back at me. I
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only smile and wink.
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You look around; you've never been in my bedroom before. You look at
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the mess on the floor, look back at me, but I only shrug and smile.
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You watch me light some of the oil lamps, your smile slowly growing on
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your face.
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I turn off the light and we are bathed in the soft, gentle glow of the
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lamps.
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Still standing, I walk over to you and gaze into your eyes.
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Nonchalantly, almost flippantly, I take off my glasses and drop them
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on the dresser. Easily, oh so easily, I put my arms around your
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waist, and you put your arms around my neck.
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Gently, hesitantly, we kiss.
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Softly your lips press against mine, soft, smooth, warm, alive. We
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kiss and kiss again, and a sigh escapes your lungs between kisses.
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Your arms tighten about my neck as I hold you ever tighter in my
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embrace, my arms slowly massaging your back.
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We're very close, and your pelvis rocks forward, meeting my own.
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For the first time, our mouths open and my tongue meets yours, both
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tentative, exploring, searching. A moan builds in my throat, and you
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capture it with your mouth and return it in kind. We stand there,
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afraid to break the embrace, your heart beating faster and faster,
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matching mine in intensity.
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We break the kiss, loosening the embrace, and look into each others
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eyes. You search my face, looking for a sign, afraid of "Stop", hoping
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for "Yield".
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I look down, and reach towards the top button on your shirt. I grasp
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it, and undo it while gazing into your eyes. Your breathing has
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slowed; you're afraid to move. Down your shirt I go, undoing button
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after button. After I have finished, I draw you close and kiss you
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again. Reaching towards your collarbones, I put my palms on your
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shoulders, and running my hands over your smooth skin, I push your
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shirt off of you and onto the floor.
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You are not wearing a bra.
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Looking down between us, your already erect nipples brushing against
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my chest, you run your hands up and down my waist. I shiver, and we
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smile. You pull my T shirt out of my Levi's and pull it over my head.
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Enjoying the feeling of our hands on our backs, we press close again,
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your breasts flattening against my chest. We kiss, not hesitating, our
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tongues greeting each other like two old friends. Your pelvis presses
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mine again, but with a difference... it encounters my stiffening
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penis. You chuckle huskily, and wiggle your hips. I smile and tickle
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your short ribs. We fall to the bed, giggling.
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We roll together and, lying on our sides, embrace again. You throw
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your leg over my hip and press your crotch to mine.
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Taking the initiative, you kiss your way down my neck, across my
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chest, and follow the hair to my navel. You tease me with your tongue,
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looking up at me and smiling when I tense in response. Turning back to
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your task, you undo the buttons of my Levi's, one by one, exposing my
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cock. You rub it lightly with your fingers, laying my fly open. You
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begin to kiss the glans, which makes me start to move my hips. I lift
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my ass off the bed, and you pull the jeans down to my knees. Lifting
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my legs, you pull them off, taking my socks with them.
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The Levi's land in a heap upon the floor.
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You sit back, legs folded under you, facing me from at my feet.
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Looking down at your breasts, you reach up, holding them up with your
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hands, then slowly rubbing your fingers over your nipples. My cock,
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already erect, is beginning to pulse with every beat of my heart, my
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breath short as I watch you fondle your nipples.
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Ever so slowly, with a saucy smile, you reach down to your white
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shorts, pushing them down, taking your panties with them. Your closely
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trimmed bush is exposed at last, and you sit back to take your short
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off the rest of the way.
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They join the Levi's in the heap on the floor.
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You bend over my penis again, taking it into your your mouth. You lick
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it, suck it gently, and kiss the glans. I put my hand on your neck,
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and you look up. Let me return the favour, I say, and slide down the
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bed. You sigh, and straddle my torso, letting your pussy lower slowly
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over my eager face.
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I run my hands over your smooth ass as you again take my waiting cock
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into your mouth. I read down to your pussy lips, already puffy with
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passion, and gently hold them apart. Slowly, teasingly, I run my
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tongue over your slit, tasting your juices. You moan, involuntarily,
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as I lick your damp pussy from back to front and back again. Pulling
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your hood back with my fingers, I touch my tongue to your clit for the
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first time. You gasp, and my cock pops out of your mouth as you sit
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back, pressing your crotch to my face. Your hips begin to move in
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small circles as I lick your clit and pussy. Mmmmmmmm.
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Turn around, I say, and you swing your leg over my head and position
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yourself the other way, knees on either side of my waist. You reach
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down, run your fingers into my long hair, and kiss and lick your
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juices out my facial hair. I smile and kiss you as much as I can.
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Meanwhile, your pussy has been rubbing on my cock, the shaft parting
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your lips and your dripping slit lubricating my cock. You are getting
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more and more excited, and I pull you up and roll my hips, thrusting
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my hard hard cock into the air, pointed at your wet, waiting cunt. My
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aim is true, and you impale yourself on my pole, slamming all the way
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down.
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Simultaneously, I moan and you gasp, almost crying out.
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With my cock buried deep inside you, all the way to your cervix, you
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wiggle your hips, loving the feeling of my hard cock snug, tight,
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inside your warm wet canal. You raise your hips, and begin to move
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them up and down, clenching your muscles on the upstroke, relaxing on
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the downstroke. This gets me, impossibly, even longer and harder and
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you cry out each time my glans thrusts against, and frequently in,
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your cervix.
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I match you, stroke for stroke, your hair falling about your face as
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you gaze down at me, arms locked, hands on either side of my chest. I
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reach up, fondle your breasts and you moan even louder when I suck
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your nipple between my lips, hard.
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You move faster, I move faster, your arms moving to about my neck, my
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hands on your shoulders from behind and we slam together, harder and
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harder and harder and my cock explodes and I shoot come into your
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pussy and I trigger your orgasm and both our hips tremble from the
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intensity of it and you collapse onto my chest, my pulsing throbbing
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cock still inside you and neither of us can speak.
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A minute goes by, two, and you roll off of me to the side, my cock
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cool in the naked air, and our breathing slows and the light from the
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lamps dances about the walls and ceilings in delight.
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