*Best decision I made*

I scoured the Internet looking for something, yearning for something, someone, when I found the sex story section of xnxx and then located the forum. I had found what I had been yearning for; a connection with those who were just as sexually oriented and perverse as me. I began chatting with people but was very skeptical and wary of giving out any personal details. I found some very interesting people, some of whom became close friends. It was when I decided to throw my hat into the ring with a CAW challenge and needed a proofreader/editor that fate brought John and I together.

I posted on a thread looking for an editor/proofreader and received four replies but John and I just seemed to click. We hit it off right away. We PM’d back and forth through the website before deciding we were right for each other and then swapped email addresses and chatted on Yahoo. For the first month or so it was mostly business, exchanging the usual pleasantries of course. After my story had been approved by him and entered into the challenge we started chatting on a regular basis.

We became good friends, discussing work, family, bitching about our problems and life in general. We soon realized that our friendship was taboo, John being 51 and I just 18. We were going to get some strange reactions but we were happy. John asked where I lived and I replied Scotland, so he started a conversation that his ancestors were from Scotland but he now lived in New York City and was contemplating come to Scotland to research his family history.

We discussed that if he came and wanted to meet up I could show him about, be his personal tour guide so to speak. Our conversations went on like this for about nine months to a year when he emailed me one day with the news that he was coming for New Years. He would be flying into Edinburgh International Airport on the 27th of December and staying for two weeks in a hotel across town. I was excited and scared all in the same breath. My mind started to race. What if he doesn’t like me? What if he’s not what he’s been like?

I waited to speak with him on the phone that night to discuss all the details. I would meet him at the airport and drive him to his hotel, let him unpack and take him a quick wee tour around the town and then see were we stood from there. As the day approached I got more nervous but put it out of my mind because we had exchanged photos and phoned one another on a regular basis so I didn’t know why I was worrying.

John called just before getting on the plane to make sure I was going to pick him up and everything was still okay. I gave him my mobile number in case I was running late or whatever and wished him a safe journey.

*27th December*

I didn’t sleep a wink that night because of a mixture of excitement and hope of meeting my friend from across the pond. It took me three hours to decide what to wear to the airport. I eventually decided on a green chiffon floaty top that just covered my ass, with black leggings over the knee, black suede boots, a black leather coat and a cream, chunky scarf. After all, it is winter in Scotland. I wore my auburn hair out and naturally wavy with a little pleat across the front to hold my fringe (bangs) back from my face.

I arrived at the airport thirty minutes early so I didn’t have to rush around like a headless chicken looking for the right gate. I got there just as everyone was coming through. I held my breath as I saw John walking through the double doors with his luggage. As I exhaled, a little smile started to appear on my face and that is when he saw me and smiled back. I walked quickly to greet him. I threw my arms around him, giving him a warm embrace after the shock of this cold Scottish weather. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and pulled back from him to see a look of shock on his face.

”Hi,” I blushed.

”Hello. I wasn’t expecting you to hug me like that, Lauren,” he stammered.

”Sorry, I’m just happy to see you. Erm… shall we walk and talk?” I said, looking around and seeing people looking at us strangely.

”Yeah, lets,” he replied blankly.

”Follow me,” I said sweetly as I took his hand.

He followed slightly behind me, holding my hand as we got some looks of disgust and looks that are worth a thousand words.

”How did he get her?” One guy said to his girlfriend. His girlfriend did not appear to be amused.

As we got to my car, John pulled me back to him. Holding me close, he gazed into my eyes as I looked up at him lovingly. He leaned down and kissed me so gently that it felt like a dream. It was rudely interrupted by people passing by and tutting, which resulted in me opening my big mouth.

”What are you tutting at?” I said politely.

”That’s disgusting. He’s old enough to be your father,” she snapped back.

”Honey, you ain’t no oil painting yourself. Jog on!” I shouted.

John burst out laughing at my random outburst which made me blush so much. I opened the car and put his luggage in without speaking to him as I was still so embarrassed at my outburst. He got in the passenger seat after I was in.

”Don’t be embarrassed. I love you for your personality and your opinion,” he stated as placed his hand onto mine.

All I could do was smile back at him as I drove him to The Chester Residence which, he informed me, wasn’t just a room, it was an apartment. We got him checked in and got the keys and wandered around to find his door. This was even better than my house. I was amazed by how nice it was. I didn’t even dare to ask what he paid for this apartment but, looking at it, I knew it was not gonna’ be cheap for a two week stay.

We walked straight into the living room. It had a big flatscreen TV on the wall with a black leather corner sofa and matching chair around a brown wooden coffee table and beige carpet. The kitchen was very high spec with all new shiny appliances and the bathroom, oh my goodness! It had a gigantic Jacuzzi with a TV on the wall, double sinks and a shower with room for three. The bedroom was the best feature, a king-size bed with lighting underneath for atmosphere, Egyptian cotton sheets, lots of pillows, dramatic lighting everything to make it a little piece of heaven.

I went into the kitchen whilst John unpacked, making him a cup of tea with sugar to help the jet lag and took it into the bedroom. Without thinking I walked straight in without knocking and he was standing naked. I looked at him with my mouth open before spinning round quicker than ever.

”Oh my god! I’m so sorry. I should have knocked!” I stuttered.

”Don’t worry about it. I guess I should have told you that I was changing,” John laughed and pulled a pair of trousers on before he turned me back around.

”Is that for me?” he smiled.

”Oh yeah. It’s sweet tea to help with….er…..the jet lag,” I blushed.

”Let’s sit down and talk Lauren. I think we need to be honest with each other,” he sighed.

I looked at him not sure what to make of what he had said. We walked out to the lounge and sat on the sofa next to each other. He looked at me with a very serious expression on his face.

”What’s wrong John?” I asked innocently.

”Can I be honest with you, Lauren? I love you so much. I only came here to be with you, not to trace my ancestors,” he stared at me.

”I…..I don’t know what to say, John. I love you too but wasn’t expecting you to say or do this.” I looked away from him and got up.

I paced back and forth in front of him, knowing that he’s watching my every move.

”Okay, okay. Let’s meet tonight for something to eat and discuss it then cuz I’m still in shock, John,” I stressed.

We said our goodbyes as he made reservations at Iris down Thistle Lane and decided we should meet there at 8pm. This gave me four hours to get my act together. I drove home and started ransacking my wardrobe to see what to wear. This decision was pretty easy since I already knew how he felt about me. I picked out a tight black pencil skirt, a red silk corset top with little puff sleeves, matching red silk stilettos and underwear with black seamed stockings. I wore my hair down but curly this time with geisha eye makeup and ruby red lips.

My phone rang at bang on 7:30pm. It was John.

”Hey John, what’s up?” I answered cheerfully.

”Lauren, I’m just making sure your still okay for dinner and do you want me to pick you up in a cab on the way?”

”Yeah, of course I’m still up for dinner. I’m just leaving now. Will I get you on the way past instead since its on my way and you’d be going backwards?” I laughed.

”Errr…….yeah that would be good, Hun.” he stammered realizing he didn’t know where he was going.

”I’ll be ten minutes, okay?”

”I’ll be outside, darling.”

”Okay, John. I’m just getting in the taxi now so I’ll see you soon.”

”Okay, Lauren.” He hung up the phone.

I told the taxi driver where to go and that we had to pick John up on route. As we drove down Rothesay Place I could see John standing outside The Chester looking rather dashing. John was about 5’11, dark hair with white through it in a salt and pepper style. He is an average build man with distinguished biceps and abs. He had the most beautiful brown eyes that twinkle in the light. I’m sure they could see into my very soul.

John got in the taxi and kissed my cheek and placed his hand on my thigh and whispered to me. I saw the driver looking in the mirror at us and I bit my tongue and just rolled my eyes at him. We arrived at Thistle Lane and paid the driver. We walked down to Iris and had a lovely meal and great conversation but I think John was more concerned about dessert.

We decided, over dinner, to walk back to The Chester for ‘drinks’. We arrived back to champagne chilling in an ice bucket with two glasses and some strawberries and whipped cream. I smiled seeing the strawberries and cream. I knew exactly what he wanted for dessert.

”John I need to tell you something…”

”Hush, baby. You don’t have to worry about anything. I’ve got everything planned.”

”That’s what I need to tell you……”

”What’s wrong, Lauren?”

”I’m a virgin John. I can’t be your dessert,” I sighed.

”You’re a virgin! You can’t be. You’re too beautiful not to have had sex with someone. Not that I think your a slut,” he stressed

”I know what you mean. I’m sorry that I wasn’t honest with you, John. How about I make it up to you?” I winked at him.

”What ever do you mean, Lauren?” he asked, acting innocently.

I pushed him onto the sofa and went to the kitchen to get the champagne. I handed him a glass and we toasted to new beginnings. I pushed his feet apart with mine and took a cushion from the sofa and placed it at his feet. I kicked my heels off to the side of the sofa and kneeled down pushing his legs apart and pulling him towards me. I raised my eyebrow and reached up to his belt to undo it when he grabbed my hands pulling me up onto his chest.

”Not like this, Lauren. I don’t just want you for sex.”

He kissed me passionately, slipping his tongue into my mouth and, upon meeting mine, they danced like lovers do. As I sat on his lap I could feel his bulge. I let my hands roam down his arms and across his chest. I started to unbutton his shirt, kissing down his neck, then chest. I kissed every piece of new flesh I revealed until I was back at his belt.

”Let me do this. I want to. I’ve never given a blowjob before and I want to do it with you,” I pleaded.

He held my face with both hands and said, ”You may start any time you like. I promise you I won’t force myself on you, Lauren.”

With his blessing, so to speak, I began.

I stood up, pulling my skirt up to just below my ass, showing him my stockings and bare thighs, then got down onto the cushion. I unbuckled John’s belt then unbuttoned his trousers. He lifted up his hips as I pulled his trousers and boxers down to his ankles. I looked up at him as he stared back at me. I rubbed his thighs gently, working my way up to his semi-erect cock.

I licked my lips and gently gripped John’s member in my warm hand as I started to lick the head and top of the shaft with my tongue. Working my way down I started to move my hand up and down as I started sucking on the top quarter of his hot pulsing cock. I could feel him move his hips as I sucked and ran my tongue under the head of his cock.

I started to feel myself getting wet whilst I was sucking and licking his cock so I stopped to untie my corset and pulled it off letting my large breasts fall freely. John was watching my every move. I leaned up and put his cock between my breasts and squeezed them together moving up and down on his full erect cock. John reached down and started playing with my nipples as he titty fucked me, right there in the lounge, with the curtains open for all the world to see.

”Oh Lauren, you sure you’ve never done this before?” he asked as he pulled and tweaked my nipples gently.

”Never!” I protested.

I stuck my tongue out licking the tip every time it came close enough. I stopped titty fucking him and decided to just suck him ‘till he came. I took about three quarters of his cock in my mouth ‘till he hit the back of my throat. I continued to lick and suck as I had been doing. I took my other hand and cupped his balls, gently rubbing as I thought it wouldn’t be long ‘till he came. My thoughts were right as a few minutes later I heard him moan deep and loudly.

”Lauren, I’m gonna’ cum!” he groaned.

I stared up at him with my jade green eyes as I moved back just keeping the tip of his cock in my mouth. I licked hard and fast, rubbing the shaft and his balls with my hand. I felt him tense up right before he came in my mouth, sending rope upon salty rope of cum into my virgin mouth. I tried to swallow as much as I could but it dripped out the side of my mouth and down my chin onto my breast. I sat back breathing heavy, wiping the cum from my face and breast and licking it off my hand.

John sat looking at me naked with a silly grin on his face.

”What’s that look for?” I asked.

”You ARE amazing!”

”I’m so horny!” I laughed.

”I can fix that for you, babe. Come here,” he said as he walked to the bedroom.

I followed like a lost puppy. On the way I unzipped my skirt and dropped it to the floor. I arrived in the bedroom with the champagne, stockings and red soaking wet silk panties on.

”They’ll have to go,” John said, pointing at my panties.

”Come and get them,” I smirked.

He placed his thumbs in the sides of my panties and pushed them down. He followed them down with kisses. He started at my earlobes, my neck, breasts, teasing my nipples with circles then nibbling on them softly, making my knees weak, down over my stomach to my mound. He walked me backwards to the bed laying me down and lifting my legs onto his shoulders. He kissed and nibbled my thighs before taking a deep inhalation as he was inches from my virgin pussy.

I had my hands on my breasts gently kneading them. I felt his warm breath on my lower lips followed slowly by his dripping wet and very skilled tongue. He slowly flicked over my clit, teasing me, listening to me take sharp intakes of breath when excited. Finding out what made me squirm and tense up, I could feel his fingers open my lips wider, giving him the view of a lifetime. His tongue was the first to explore. It felt like a warm spongy probe pushing all the right buttons, flicking back and forth over my clit as he inserted a finger into my pussy.

”Your really tight, Lauren.”

”Uh huh,” was all I could reply.

I ran my fingers through his hair pushing my clit against his mouth as I felt a wave of sheer ecstasy came over me. I was moaning loud as he was working my clit with his mouth and tongue, with a finger inside me, playing with my G spot. His hand was on top of mine on my breast pulling and teasing my nipple as I was moaning loud again. I clamped his head between my thighs while he continued his assault on my clit.

”Stop……please……..stop,” I moaned loudly.

But he wouldn’t. He kept going, bringing me to another orgasm quick and fast. My breathing was erratic and I was grabbing at the sheets as he kept flicking my clit, fingering my pussy and tweaking my nipples. It wasn’t long after that I passed out with the best orgasm ever.

*28th December*

I woke up not knowing where I was. Then I remembered what happened last night and a veil of shame came over me as I realized that I was still naked in his bed. John came in with coffee, orange juice and bagels.

”Morning beautiful,” he smiled

”Morning………..what happened last night? Last thing I remember was you licking me then nothing,” I asked quizzically.

”You passed out from the orgasm, baby. Must’a been doing something right…yeah?” he joked.

”It’s not funny. I cant remember anything after that!”

”That’s because nothing happened after that. You don’t think I’d take advantage of you, do you?” he said, annoyed.

”I wasn’t sure………I’m sorry,” I sighed. ”I’m just so ashamed about what I did. I mean… it was the first night meeting you. I’m not normally like this.”

”Don’t worry, neither am I. But we do know each other. We’ve been talking for nearly a year,” he reassured me.

I smiled at him, realizing I was so stupid to think he would use me like that. I had forgotten who he really was and what he was like.

We sat in bed together eating breakfast and talking about what we should do in the days to come. We planned to go to the castle today after we went to my house to pick up clothes and some of my things. Then John said he would take me shopping for some nice underwear for me to wear for him. Tomorrow we decided to go for a drive and see where we end up. But most importantly New Year’s Eve or ”the bells” as its called in Scotland would be celebrated. I had bought tickets to the street party. This was going to be a New Year we’d never forget.

The next few days were nothing out of the ordinary. We went sightseeing, shopping in Agent Provocateur, Ann Summers and La Senza, drove around the middle half of the country, went to a lovely little village near Loch Lomond and rented a log cabin for two days then headed back for the bells. But let’s skip right to New Year’s Eve because that’s when things got interesting.

*31st December*

We got ready for the street party. I warned John to wrap it well because it will get very cold so we went out like Eskimos. It was packed with people from around the globe, here at this party, all ready to celebrate. All differences were put aside for one night. John asked if we could go back to his place before midnight. I was disappointed but it was his choice since it was his visit. I didn’t realize he had an alternative motive.

We got back to his apartment suite and start to unwrap all the layers we had on and put the fire on. I change into white silk pajama shorts and shirt with pink leg warmers. I went into the kitchen and made us some drinks to toast the New Year as John came in with just his boxers on.

”Lauren?”

”Yea. What’s up?” I turned to him.

”I want to make love to you for New Years. Would you give me your virginity?” he asked, unsure.

I pondered his question for a minute before making my decision.

”Yes, of course I will, John. I’ve been waiting for you to ask,” I said relieved.

He took my hand and lead me to the bedroom where he stood in front of me and kissed my forehead as he unbuttoned my pajama shirt, slipping it over my shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Then moving down kissing my cheeks, neck, breast, caressing my nipples with his lips as he slipped the shorts off then kept moving down my stomach past my naval to just about my trimmed hair he kissed more passionately. He reached down my leg to my calf lifting it up onto his shoulder he began kissing the inside of my leg up to my thigh stopping like before and inhaling my scent. Making a memory of my smell because this was gonna’ be one night to remember.

He had one hand on my ass as the other stroking my leg as he began to lick and probe my clit. It was just as good as the first time but this time I was determined not to pass out. I started to become very wet. This is when he stopped and picked me up, laying me on the bed before he removed his boxer shorts to reveal his fully erect, eight inch cock. I wriggled about, getting comfortable. I looked at him with a wanting deep inside me and I knew at that very moment it was the best decision I made to give him my virginity.

John opened the velvet curtains in the bedroom so we could see the fireworks at midnight before climbing into bed next to me. His fingers traced my face and neck as we kissed like never before. A passion, a spark had ignited us. His hand moved down onto my breast as we were kissing, teasing and tweaking my nipple almost like a gentle caress. He moved over on top of me. I automatically opened my legs to allow him to lay comfortably on top. I could feel his rock hard cock resting at my mound.

”John, I love you.” I declared.

”And I you, Lauren,” he whispered back, looking lovingly into my eyes.

I wrapped my arms around John’s neck as I kissed him deep, our tongues danced as mine entered his mouth. I let my fingers trace down his back till I got to his ass. I gave it a little squeeze which seemed to shock and thrill him all in the same moment.

”Take me now, John,” I said as I licked his earlobe and nibbled on it.

”Are you sure?” John asked as he looked down at me.

I nodded with my heart full of love. I knew I didn’t want anyone else to have it. With my consent he reached down and guided his cock into place, rubbing the bulbous head of his throbbing member against my dewy slit. He kissed me hard as he slid inside me. I could feel the pressure of my cherry and his cock. I took a deep breath and held onto John in a tight embrace. With that, he thrust balls deep into my pussy. I was no longer a virgin!

”Are you okay, baby?” he asked attentively.

I couldn’t answer. All I could do was nod with tears in my eyes from the burning sensation in my vagina. He stayed still inside me for a couple of minutes to let me get used to the size and feeling before he started to make love to me.

He moved slowly to start with, pulling halfway out and back in gently, then picking up speed as I started to shift around under him and moan a little. It wasn’t long ‘till we were going full speed, my hips meeting his, moaning and groaning together as I got wetter and less tight. He lowered his mouth and started teasing my nipples as he was making love to me for the first time. Suddenly I felt a wave of euphoria come over me ten times more powerful than before. I realized that this was an orgasm and this was what I had been missing out on.

”I think I’m cumming,” I whispered to John.

”Me too,” he groaned loudly.

Just then the fireworks started to go off. It was New Year’s and I was having the time of my life with a man I loved.

He picked up speed and started to pound my pussy whilst I rubbed his balls. We came almost at the same point. My body tensed up clenching my legs around him making my pussy even tighter than it was (if that was possible) as his body spasmed and he held me tight I felt a warm wave of serenity come over me as I felt his cum inside me. He spurted five times, that I counted, but I lost count as we lay together contently.

It was the best decision I made to give him my virginity.

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