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ok, so after talking on the phone for 6 months, sometimes with sexual content, we decided to meet.  would we have sex?  maybe.  we decided that if the other person was not what we expected and we knew we could go no further because of it we would say so immediately.  we had seen pics of each other, me sending a not-too-flattering one on purpose.   he was as his picture.  strong looking, smiling with beautiful teeth and sweet breath (thank god), more attractive than I dared to hope.  he was taller, rugged looking...like he just came out of a western movie, except he was dressed like a gentleman ready to dine.  he said I was much more beautiful than I prtrayed myself.  I told him I did that on purpose.  He was pleased.  we had dinner, eating slowly, sharing forksfull with each other.  very nice, romantic. i blushed often at his compliments.  he found that "sweet."  I told him he brought out the sweet in me, usually I am not called such names!  I best be careful or lose my "bitch" status!he told me sometimes life requires to be a card carrying member of the bitch club.  I told him I would most likely repeat his quote back to him some day.  he said, "I hope it's in the matching rocking chairs at our retirement home on some beach somewhere.  i blushed again.  I am in my mid 40's with no thoughts of retiring except for saving for such time.  he is so charming, too charming.  my radar is weakening.  dessert comes. chocolate fondue with fruit and cake. yum.  he is an expert charmer.  it seems to come naturally.  he asks my thoughts.  i tell him i think he is an expert charmer and that is seems natural.  he says he is and it does and he won't apologize for it.  he was tought early on to be a gentleman and thanks other men for being jerks to women so it makes him seem even better than what his mother and grandmother taught him to be.  I ask if his mother would say the same.  he takes out his phone, hits a few buttons and says, "her name is Mrs. Chalmers."  I guess maybe he doesn't think I would speak to his mom but I did.  she was charming too. southern draul.  too much.  i told her my name and that I was having dinner with him.  she warned me not to try to pay for any part of the restaurant check or he would be highly offended and then asked what she could do for me.  I told her we were discussing child rearing techniques and i wondered out loud how he was so charming, too charming, an expert charmer who oozes gentleness, kindness and has a knack at making me feel like the only other person in a room, and he said that it was because he was raised that way and I wondered what her techniques were and here we are.  she said, "i put the fear of god in him first, then the fear of me.  grandmother taught him to be sweet, told him nice words to say instead of others that were not preferred.  told him to check out which words worked the best for the result he wanted.  when the girls flocked around him at an early age he knew what words to use to attract them, but not to keep them around.  then i tought him to be interested in many things.  the more you know, the more you can talk to many different people  with intelligence.  ask questions of others before telling about yourself. simple rules for a life of civility and respect, really."  i told her she was fascinating and she invited me to visit or call any time.  he had spoken gently of me often, she was glad we were finally meeting. i was stunned and tried not to let it show.  I handed him his phone and simply said thank you, that was enlightening.  we walked outside in the cool air, his jacket over my shoulders.  we went to his suite and the fire had been lit and champagne waited for us next to a bowl of assorted berries.  yum.  this guy was good. we chatted, sipped and nibbled and chated some more.  i thought i was hooked.  if he had asked me to marry him i would have said yes.  thank god we were not in vegas!  he asked me to stay with him that night.  i said i have thought of nothing except that for at least a couple of hours but i declined.  he walked me to my suite, kissed my hand, said good night and that was the end of the evening.  he called my suite the next morning to join him for a sunrise walk.  yes! of course.  we met downstairs, walked and talked about dinner, the phone call, our other conversations over the past months and then he asked why i didn't join him last night.  i told him as much as I wanted to that I needed much more than phone conversations and a nice dinner before I gave myself to him.  I respect us both too much.  (Everyone thinks I am a party girl because i am bi,  i have a good time no matter where i go and who i am with.  friendly must mean easy in some areas of the world!  most women i know  who are my age can't remember how many men they have been with, don't know the names of them or anything about them.  I have had only one one-night stand in my life and, although the sex was great, i hated myself for it.  I can count on one hand how many men and women i have been with and with that one exception i can locate them today if i wanted to.  thats my life. others can do what they want without my judgement.  i don't think i am any better or worse than anyone else.  its just a choice. i believe in monogamy.  what else can i say?  he was disappointed but "respected" my decision.  we parted later that day after nice garden tours and lunch.  he called me that night and we chatted more about our meeting and then about most things we normally chat about.  a few days later he called and wanted to arrange to meet again, in another city, do the tourist thing, separate rooms, of course, his treat.  I told him we could do that and asked if he would book at a Residence Inn, where I could cook for us, my treat.  i really like to stay at the Residence Inn whenever there is one available where I am.  i like to cook and i love a fireplace!  we met again...no pressure.  we were friends meeting for a vacation.  all was romantic but like a comfortable relationship.  again, no pressure.  with brandy by the fire place after dinner, we could hve bee an old married couple.  i liked it.  i liked him.  when he said he had never been so comfortable with a woman before. i smiled and he kissed me tenderly.  he said he wanted me, he always wanted me but was willing to "court " me for as long as it took for me to come to my senses.  i giggled and blushed and told him that we would naturally come together eventually.  i asked him how many other women he meets.  he said since the third month of us chatting online that he cancelled and "relationships" he had, telling them, two others, that he had found "the one" and he was going to meet me and marry me within a year.  one woman apparently went berzerk and the other wished him well.  he said he felt like a guy off the "bachelor" series on TV.  i assured him he could be a candidate, but i didn't recall getting my rose, the symbol of being chosen.  he said he was slipping! we sipped more brandy and i felt even more sexy lying on the floor, propped up leaniing on the side of the sofa.  i leaned into him and we made out like a couple of teenagers in a car or something.  it was great.  he is an excellent kisser!  i let him unbutton my blouse and kiss the tops of my breasts.  yum.  his talented hands were stroking my hair as he kissed me like he meant business and then he kissed me more gently.  he leaned up a little higher against the sofa and just looked at me like a man in love.  I love that look.  ladies, you know what I'm talking about!  my blouse still open, i looked up at him and said, kiss me again and we went at it some more.  i had his shirt unbottoned and my mouth on his nipples and he went wild, moaning like he was in pain.   I straddled his thighs and removed my blouse and bra as he watched me.  when my clothing released my breasts, nipples so hard they felt as if they would fall off if touched, he smiled.  i leaned forward and stroked my breasts up his body from his navel to his neck.  he lay still, just watching.  fascinating,  no grabbing or touching at all.  just looking and smiling.  i leaned forward placing a hand on either side of his head leaning against the sofa.  i kissed his lips softly. he kissed me back.  my hands found his hair, tangling my fingers in it.  i asked if he wanted me.  he said he would take as much as i was willing to give.  i said i was willing at that moment to give as much as he could take.  he sat up, removed me from his body and sat me on the couch.  he took off my slacks and panties, kissing my legs as my skin was exposed. he knelt in front of me, pulled me forward and wrapped my legs around his waist.  he kissed me, palming my breasts and gently, expertly,  twisting my nipples while squeezing them to a rhythm only he could hear.  one hand left my breast and made it into my hair at the nape of my neck, twirling it into his hand causing a gentle dominance i could allow.  he leaned me back, placed my knees under his arms, his hands coming around and joining on my lower abdomen. he kissed my belly, my hips, my inner thighs and without warning opend his mouth and engulfed my pussy, his thick tongue plunging into it as his nose hit against my clit. knowing that God had no place in that room at that time, I still summoned him.  loudly.  this man had done this type of work before.  i was greatful.  nothing is worse than a lame attempt at this sort of thing.  nothing to worry about here.  he pulled me even closer which i didn't know was possible, and added a perfect amount of suction.  his hands moved to cradle my ass and raise it as he joined his thumbs and pushed them into me. oh     my       god !  i worked my hips genlty, raisiing my feet to his shoulders for support.  his thumbs, his magical thumbs, worked my pussy like i have never experienced before. they went in, came out and circled up to my clit, pulling back the hood and exposing even more of my erection.  i have a large clit and it can be manipulated and sucked easily.  he stared at it in wonderment, saying he had never seen such a large clit before.  he was engrossed in making it bigger.  juices flowed from my pussy and drenched his mouth, running down the crack of my ass and exciting me even more.  i told him if he kept that up i was going to turn from a lady to a whore and he said he left gentleman status when i took off my bra.  i asked him if he liked my body.  he looked at me, deeply and said yes.  almost a whisper.  he leaned back and moved my legs over his head and flipped me gently over, legs together, one hand still at my crotch, thumb inserted into my pussy, the other hand at the small of my back, thumb on its way to the top of my ass. he leaned forward and pried my ass open with his tongue, from my pussy to the top, working his hand in a way that his thumb was still inside me, his finger was wrapped around my clit and it was moving like two men were working me at once.  he buried his face in my ass, hand reaching now for my breast and the other still doing its assigned job.  i raised my ass as high as i couild to allow him full access.  my legs open slightly more to allow freedom of movement.  he needed another hand.  i offered assistance and reached for my own pussy rubbing it and flicking my clit every so often, which made me gush even more juices.  he said he had never seen a woman give as much juice as i do and that it turned him on so much.  he watched me fondle my body and asked if he could get undressed now.  i said he could.  i asked if he wanted help and he said no, he wanted to watch me.  i gave him a show.  i thought he would die when i put my finger in my ass and groaned from the excitement.  i turned my head as I saw him stand up, his erection quite nicely sized.  not too big or small.  perfect for so many tasks.  he knelt behind me and licked the juices form my inner thighs as I manipulated my own body.  he licked the crack of my ass and then parted the cheeks to get in deeper.  i jutted my ass out as far as i could.  i wanted him to devour me.  i wanted him inside me.   he was still for a moment and i looked back to see him pulling his cock. concentrating circular motions with his hand on the head of it.  he even had a nice technique for working his own body.   nice.  i turned around and sat at the edge of the sofa, working my clit in circles and pinching my nipple with the other hand.  his hairy chest was glistening in the fire light and i stopped to watch him.  he asked what was wrong and I told him that i wanted to watch him.  he was shocked.  he had never had anyone watch him before and was a little embarrassed.  his erection stayed strong though so i figured it excited him too.  i stood and moved behind him, moving my hands over his shoulders, down his back and around his buttocks while he worked his cock.  he had nice staying power.  whew.  a woman always wonders.  i pressed my body against his, my breasts into his back, reached out in front of him and moved my hand to his, following his strokes with him.  my hands found his nipples and the hair on his chest and i played with both.  i moved in front of him, watching more, wanting him inside me more, but not yet.  i knelt and licked the head of his cock as it was exposed and then removed his hands from his body as my mouth took over.  at the fourth or fifth stroke, i had his cock fully into my mouth and down my throat for each thrust.  i never heard such a low groan from a human before.  i worked my mouth on him as his hands found my hair and steadied my head as he worked his cock into my mouth on his own.  i only gagged a couple times and each time he let me work the rhythm i needed to work with.  like we had done this together for years.  he stopped me as his balls tightened and let his cock stay in my mouth.  i stayed still.  as he exhaled i worked my tongue in circles over the head and down the underside of his entire shaft, down til i could feel him in my throat.  i opened my mouth slightly and allowed my tongue to escape long enough to lick his balls. which i held in my hand (don't try this at home until you can control your gag reflex)  more groans and a "how did you do that"  i leaned back, allowing him to pull out of my mouth and told him i could show him the tecnique if he ever wanted to use it on someone and then engulfed his cock again, working a nice steaady rhythm, holding onto his hips and going a little too quickly.  he stopped me and held the base of his cock so tight that it turned blue, but he didn't cum.  nice.  i stood, moved behind him, took his hands in mine and pulled them back toward me so he could not touch himself.  my hands went forward and stroked his chest again, worked his nipples and belly and then his balls, staying away from his dick.  i slid down, holding his hands at the small of his back as i licked his ass crack.  i let my hot breath escape into this intimate crack and my tongue to follow.  his knees buckled.  i stood and lead him to the sofa by his hands at his back and pulled his hands down as i told him to kneel and lean forward.  he complied to my request. love it.  i moved his hands over his head and placd them on the back of the couch.  i leaned forward and allowed my breasts to stroke his back and buttocks.  i kneeled behind him and rubbed my palms over his body as far as i could reach, up his back and down his legs and back to his butt.  there i stayed.  men rarely get in this position and speak about it afterward.  i dont think he has been in this position before.  he was excited and a little scared i think.  "I'll be gentle" i say, jokingly, ok, he whispers, not so jokingly.  i licked him, bit him, kissed him sucked him all over his ass and then concentrated more and more into the tender parts.  i asked if he was ok.  yes he whispered.  i concentrated on his ass hole for quite some time.  he made noises that came from nowhere he had been before.  fondled his cock and balls but stayed focused to his ass.  i stopped after about 20 minutes and asked again if he was ok.  he was.  i told him he could stop me at any time .  he said he knew that.  i licked some more and then added fingers for a deep massage where i had left my tongue.  i slowly reached around and stroked his hard-on while i fondled his ass hole with my thumb.  can i penetrate you?  no sound.  i stopped my anal manipulations and concentrated on his cock and balls, but stayed behind him.  i stood and rubbed my pussy on his ass and semi straddled him.  i worked my pussy over his ass until i had an erection of my own, although not nearly as large as the one he gave me earlier in the evening.  he pushed back on me, almost knocking me down!  he loved the attention his ass was getting and wanted more.  i gave it to him.  i picked up my silky  panties and wrapped his cock in them telling him it will help prevent brushburn as he rubbed his cock on the edge of the sofa.  no, he couldnt use his hands and mine were going to be busy.  i walked across the room and picked up my high heels and put them on. I needed more height for this job.  i straddled his ass again with better leverage and positioning.  holding on to both hips i rubbed my pussy over his ass, getting it very wet.  after about 5 mintes or so i added my hand above my pussy, palm facing him, thumb down so i couild work it in the crack.  with each upward pass i hit his ass hole a little deeper and slower.  i stopped that motion and started pumping against him, using my thumb as a mini penis, but not entering.  "when you want more of me push back to get it" i told him.  i reached around and held his cock and moved in slow motion causing my thumb to hit his ass hole and his cock to be stroked by my hand.  after a good ten minutes he was ready to explode and leaned so far back on me he could have taken a 10" thumb!  i slowly let my thumb enter him  a little more with each backward movement until he gasped, sighed and groaned loudly as he came in my panties with my finger in his ass as deep as it would go.  He spasmed around my thumb so tight i thought i had lost it forever.  all that and he never moved his hands from the back of the couch.  i love obedience.  i moved him from his position to kneeling upright and moved in front of him and kissed him gently.  he grabbed me not so gently and pressed his mouth to mine like it was his last kiss.  he sucke dmy nipples like he had jaws of steel and moved to my cunt.  he spred it wide open, licked it, sucked it, nipped it, wrapped my legs over his shoulders and ate at me like he was starving.  i slowed him down. and guided him to work on my clit as he had done before, stroking his hair and watching every move of his face and mouth.  his erection revived and i felt it as he eased my legs down his body, my butt back on the sofa.  nice cock.  he rubbed it between my legs, letting it pop up with every forward thrust.  i wanted it inside me, somewhere, anywhere.  when i reached for it he caught my hands and put them over my head and said "no hands".  i smiled and he said "you can stop me whenever you want to"  he leaned down and licked me some more, reached for his slacks and then leaned into me with a protected cock.  he pushed slowly but all the way in, closing his eyes and facing the ceiling, mouth openand a gutteral sound that came from a werewolf! he pulled all the way out then in again deep and slow, grinding into me as he did it.  then the magic thumb at my clit  then the other.  he moved now, back and forth in a slow even rhythm.  both hands palm down, thumbs down on my pussy thumbs holding my clit like a mini cock then he started twiddling them, each one stroking me in a way that was heaven  my clit was never unattended as he rocked into me. i was ready to cum so hard in a way i have never had an orgasm before.  i looked at him and he knew not to change a thing.  i blasted with the best orgasm of my entire life and he never missed a stroke  didnt stop.  he knew i was going to ask him to stop.  i know he knew.  he said, "dont ask me to stop. ride it out.  theres more.  i have never doen this.  after an orgasm i have to stop or jump out of my skin but i let him ride.  i told him i was going to jump out of my skin.  he assured me i would not..  i asked him to not touch my clit for a minute and he complied but changed his thrust so his cock rubbed it anyway.  sneak.  then he strted fucking me like a wild man, banging me hard with one thrust and then a few softer ones then said "let me touch you again"  i said ok and the clit strumming resumed.  he said " play with your nipples for me" and i complied.  oh     my     god.  my body felt like it had never felt before.  it was like electric shocks of pleasure eminated from my clit to my nipples to every other part of my body.  i let out noises i didnt know i couild make.  "when I'm ready, do you want me to cum inside you?"  "i want you to come where ever you want to" I replied. he rocked me so hard and fast, never neglecting my clit, then slowed down again.  i know he fucked me like this for at least 45 minutes because i saw the clock when he started.  my cunt was in a state of pleasure that i had never felt i ame again and rode it out and had the longest orgasm of my life.  this is tantric.  i get it now.  he never stopped.  he slowed down and started back up many times but gave me the best fuck of my life.  i am kind of glad i didnt ask him to fuck me in my ass because i dont think i couild have taken it was what i was thinking.  he leaned forward, placed my feet on his pecs, grabbed the back of the couch with my hands in his and pounded into me.  he sucked my tits so hard and i came again. (i am usually good for one orgasm...Im on 3 now)  " ia m almost ready to come.  i want to come in your ass.  can I come in your ass?  oh     my      god.  "yes "  he flipped me over and licked me until i was so wet.  i have to say it was almost a relief to have his not to big not too small cock out of my body.  thank god he didnt have a bigger one!  "be gentle, baby" and he assured me he would be.  he eased his way into me and i let out a sigh of pleasure.  he grabbed my shoulders and worked his cock into my tight ass hole like a pro.  once he got me a little loose he picked up his pace.  smooth movements. deep movements.  i like to finger my clit when i get fucked this way and reached for it.  he met my hand with his and stopped me.  he reached under me and stroked it for me.   mmm.  my cunt gushed with juices and he gathered some in his hand and licked it clean.   back at my clit he leaned me back so gravity made me allow him more depth.  this was nice.  then he turned me over, put my heels over his shoulder and fucked my ass from the front.  then the strumming thumbs started on my clit.   oh    my    god.  then one thumb on my clit and the other inside my pussy.   oh     my     god.   my heels dug into his shoulders as i rode his cock and we met each others thrusts.  from his face i could tell he was close.  i tried to fondle his balls but couldnt reach.  my fourth orgasm came suddenly and i clenched my intimate orifices around cock and fingers.  i knew i wasnt going to be able to take much more.  "look at me while you come" i told him.  he looked at me and spilled it, yowling at the top of his lungs, still stroking into me.  he kept his cock inside me as he slowed down and finally stopped.  he kiised me, caressed me and then slid out of me.  the condom went somewher and then he was next to me, holding me, both of us breathing so hard and then i laughed.  i dont know why.  it just happened.  then he started and we laughed so hard it was scary.  then i cried.  how much emotion can a body expel with all of this attention?  he told me he wanted to marry me.  i told him i would think about it.  did i mention he has a ton of money?