Horny Hannah really clicked with her online sex object.
After breaking up with my boyfriend, I signed up to a dating app. To begin with I didn’t see much I liked, but then I received a message from a gorgeous guy called Ben, offering me a one-on-one chat. At 32, he was almost 11 years older than me, but I kind of liked that – and anyway, he was fit!
We swapped numbers. I dropped Ben a Whatsapp and we started chatting. Although he lived several hours away, we got on so well I found myself chatting to him most nights, and our initially innocent conversations turned into hot and steamy sex chats. His fantasies were such a turn-on, as he always went into detail about exactly what he’d love to do to me. The thought of his hands on me, his tongue caressing my clit and his cock in my pussy had me dripping with anticipation.
Several weeks into our friendship, though, it was plain frustrating just imagining myself with him, fucking him, feeling his bulge grind in between my legs just as he’d described. So when he dropped me a line to say he was visiting my area on a business trip, I leapt at his offer to visit me.
I shared a house with my best friend and she kindly agreed to stay in the house, but out of the way on the night of his visit, just in case. Although I played it safe, I didn’t have any nerves about meeting Ben.
The evening in question, after I’d slid into my naughtiest lingerie – slivers of silky material – my phone rang. Ben was outside. “I hope you’re ready for me,” he said. I was so ready, and chucked the rest of my clothes on. When I answered the door I was knocked off my feet. He was exactly as his profile picture had shown – over six foot, towering above me with his manly physique, black hair and really dark brown eyes. He had my knickers dripping wet.
Ben greeted me with an intense kiss, and without messing around I led him to my room. Within minutes he’d stripped me down to my underwear and was kissing my neck and fondling my breasts through my bra. “You like that?” he asked me. I could only nod and moan.
He started kissing my stomach, kneeling in front of me. Then he slid off my knickers and licked me so eagerly, it was like he was feasting on me. Feasting on me just the way he’d described it in our chats. I couldn’t stand up like that, so I sat on the bed and his tongue probed my clit while he slid his fingers into me. Of course, I came within minutes.
Afterwards he undid his trousers and revealed his bulge. I pulled out a condom from my bedside cabinet and felt his hard cock throbbing as I rolled it down his length. Then I pulled him down on top of me and he slid into my wetness, filling me up. He began to moan as he fucked me.
As he pounded me, I thought, “I’m screwing a guy I barely know!” But the thought was a turn-on. With each thrust, I was coming closer to another orgasm. When I came again – hard and furious – he followed and collapsed into my arms.
Afterwards we shared some wine, had a chat and then some more sex. The next morning he went back home and now we’re firm online friends, with the occasional hot visit..
