Sex In The City: An Interactive Sex Blog

Trickie, my lover

For months now we have been exchanging emails online; working each other up to heights of pure horny passion that I find it difficult to think.  Over and over again I have found myself reading her blog and emails only to wind up with a throbbing hard on that will not go away.  Time and again I have tried to convince myself that she is not real; how can anyone be that beautiful, that passionate and that honest all at the same time.  Sure enough though, she will be here within the hour and I will need to but my money where my mouth is.  The question is, can I perform as well as I write?  Well, if she is even half as magnificent as she seems, I don’t think I will be lacking for any motivation.  A stray thought flashes through my mind and catches my attention; “If you have an erection lasting longer than four hours you should contact your doctor as this may be a sign of a condition called priapism”.  How long have I been thinking about her? Since I woke up this morning?  Fuck, I better sit down and relax a bit.  Ok, so I admit it, I am at the airport already – a bit early, to say the least.  Well, you never know how long it will take to get her!  Yea right, nice excuse.  So, I find a bar and order a drink; “Scotch on the rocks please, but just one, thank you”.  I relax for a bit, trying to think of something else but failing miserably.  It is about half an hour before her scheduled arrival so I call her cell and leave her a voicemail letting her know I am here.

I relax back into my seat, feeling my imagination wash over me.  There she is, as I have imagined her time and time again.  Of all the fantasies I have ever had she is the most vivid; I have never felt someone’s skin so intensely.  How can my mind create the sensation of her soft smooth skin sliding against mine?  I can feel the tender skin of her thigh against my cheek, the engorged flesh of her outer lips against my own lips as I spread them apart with my tongue.  I can smell her erotic musk as I tease out the juice from within her succulent pussy.  I have never wanted to suck a woman’s pussy as badly as I want hers. 

The images change; I am on my back, she is climbing on top of me; I feel that velvety flesh of her feminine folds envelop my throbbing cock.  Inch by fucking inch I feel her take me into her.  I stare into those hypnotically beautiful eyes of hers as she lowers herself on me…

That is when my phone a ding, letting me know it is time for her plane to land…it is time for me to live out my greatest fantasy.