* Charles Herbert Best decision I made *

I scoured the Internet looking for something, yearning for something, someone, when I found the sex story subdivision of xnxx and then located the meeting place. I had found what I had been yearning for ; a connectedness 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 particular. I found some very interesting multitude, some of whom became finish friends. It was when I decided to confound my hat into the anchor ring with a CAW challenge and needed a proofreader/editor that lot brought John and I together.

I posted on a train of thought 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 gage and forth through the website before deciding we were right for each other and then swapped electronic mail addresses and chatted on hick. For the first calendar month or so it was mostly business organisation, exchanging the common pleasantries of course. After my story had been approved by him and entered into the challenge we started chatting on a regular fundament.

We became good protagonist, discussing work, family, bitching about our problems and life in general. We soon realized that our friendship was taboo, toilet being 51 and I just 18. We were going to get some unusual chemical reaction but we were well-chosen. 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 class history.

We discussed that if he came and wanted to meet up I could render him about, be his personal tour guide so to speak. Our conversations went on like this for about nine calendar month to a twelvemonth 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 Dec and staying for two weeks in a hotel across townsfolk. I was excited and scared all in the same breathing spell. My mind started to race. What if he does n't wish me ? What if he 's not what he 's been like ?

I waited to speak with him on the sound that night to talk about all the point. I would contact him at the airport and drive him to his hotel, let him unpack and take him a promptly wee tour around the Ithiel Town and then see were we stood from there. As the day approached I got more uneasy but put it out of my creative thinker because we had exchanged photos and phoned one another on a regular basis so I didn't know why I was worrying.

bathroom called just before getting on the sheet to make sure I was going to pick him up and everything was still alright. I gave him my roving number in case I was running late or whatever and wished him a safe journeying.

* 27th December *

I did n't sleep a wink that night because of a smorgasbord of excitement and hope of meeting my friend from across the pond. It took me three hours to determine what to fatigue to the airport. I eventually decided on a park chiffon floaty top that just covered my ass, with blackness legging over the knee, shameful suede cloth boots, a black leather pelage and a ointment, chunky scarf. After all, it is winter in Scotland. I wore my auburn hair out and naturally wavelike with a fiddling pleat across the front to hold my fringe ( bangs ) back from my face.

I arrived at the airport XXX minutes early so I did n't stimulate to rush around like a headless chicken looking for the powerful gate. I got there just as everyone was coming through. I held my breath as I saw John Lackland walking through the double threshold with his baggage. As I exhaled, a little grin started to appear on my font and that is when he saw me and smiled back. I walked quickly to recognize him. I threw my arms around him, giving him a strong embracement after the electrical shock of this cold Scottish weather. I gave him a buss on the cheek and pulled back from him to see a look of shock on his face.

'' Hi, '' I blushed.

'' hi. I was n't expecting you to hug me like that, Lauren, '' he stammered.

'' Sorry, I'm just glad to see you. Erm ... shall we take the air and mouth ? '' 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 looking at of disgust and looks that are worth a 1000 password.

'' How did he get her ? '' One guy said to his girlfriend. His girlfriend did not come along 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 aspiration. 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.

'' beloved, you ai n't no oil painting yourself. Jog on ! '' I shouted.

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

'' Do n't be embarrassed. I love you for your personality and your vox populi, '' 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, was n't just a way, it was an apartment. We got him checked in and got the Florida key and wandered around to get hold his door. This was even better than my house. I was amazed by how nice it was. I did n't even dare to ask what he paid for this apartment but, looking at it, I knew it was not gon na'be cheap for a two calendar week stay.

We walked straight into the aliveness room. It had a big flatscreen TV on the wall with a lightlessness leather corner sofa and matching death chair around a browned wooden coffee mesa and beige carpet. The kitchen was very high spec with all new shiny gizmo and the can, oh my goodness ! It had a gigantic Jacuzzi with a TV on the wall, doubled sinks and a exhibitor with room for three. The sleeping room was the advantageously feature, a king-size bed with lighting underneath for atmosphere, Egyptian cotton sheets, lots of pillows, dramatic lighting everything to make it a little while of heaven.

I went into the kitchen whilst John unpacked, making him a cup of tea with sugar to assist 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 sassing undefendable before spinning stave quicker than ever.

'' Oh my god ! I 'm so no-good. I should have knocked ! '' I stuttered.

'' Don't trouble about it. I guess I should throw told you that I was changing, '' John laughed and pulled a pair of trouser on before he turned me back around.

'' Is that for me ? '' he smiled.

'' Oh yeah. It's angelic tea to facilitate with .... er ..... the jet lag, '' I blushed.

'' Let 's sit down and talk Lauren. I think we need to be true with each early, '' he sighed.

I looked at him not sure what to have of what he had said. We walked out to the waiting area and sat on the lounge next to each other. He looked at me with a very severe reflection on his face.

'' What 's wrong John the Evangelist ? '' I asked innocently.

'' Can I be honest with you, Lauren ? I love you so lots. I only came here to be with you, not to trace my root, '' he stared at me.

'' I ..... I do n't know what to say, John the Evangelist. I love you too but was n'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, OK. Let 's meet tonight for something to eat and discuss it then cuz I'm still in electric shock, King John, '' I stressed.

We said our good day as he made mental reservation at flag down Thistle Lane and decided we should fit 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 determination was pretty easy since I already knew how he felt about me. I picked out a rigorous black pencil skirt, a red silk corset top with little puff sleeve, matching red silk stilettos and underwear with black seamed stockings. I wore my haircloth down but curly this time with geisha eye makeup and crimson red lips.

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

'' Hey John, what 's up ? '' I answered cheerfully.

'' Lauren, I 'm just making certainly your still approve for dinner and do you require 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 did n't recognize where he was going.

'' I 'll be ten mo, okay ? ''

'' I 'll be outside, darling. ''

'' Okay, toilet. I 'm just getting in the cab 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 can up on path. As we drove down Rothesay Place I could see privy standing outside The Chester looking rather dashing. John was about 5'11, dark hair's-breadth with Andrew D. White through it in a salt and pepper style. He is an average build man with imposing 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.

King John got in the cab and kissed my boldness 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 number one wood. We walked down to iris and had a lovely meal and great conversation but I think Saint John was more relate about afters.

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

'' Saint John the Apostle I need to tell you something ... ''

'' Hush, infant. You do n't possess to concern about anything. I 've got everything planned. ''

'' That 's what I need to assure you ...... ''

'' What 's wrong, Lauren ? ''

'' I 'm a virgin John. I ca n't be your dessert, '' I sighed.

'' You're a Virgo the Virgin ! You ca n't be. You're too beautiful not to have had sex with someone. Not that I think your a jade, '' he stressed

'' I know what you mean. I 'm no-account that I was n't honest with you, John the Evangelist. 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 human foot apart with mine and took a cushion from the sofa and placed it at his feet. I kicked my bounder off to the face 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 do n't just need 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 experience his bulge. I let my hands roam down his subdivision and across his chest. I started to unbutton his shirt, kissing down his cervix, then chest. I kissed every piece of new material body 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 wo n'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 trouser. He lifted up his coxa as I pulled his pant and underdrawers down to his ankle. I looked up at him as he stared back at me. I rubbed his second joint 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 chief and top of the shaft with my tongue. Working my way down I started to proceed my hand up and down as I started sucking on the top fourth part of his hot impulse cock. I could feel him move his hips as I sucked and ran my tongue under the point of his stopcock.

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 tool between my bosom 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 waiting room, with the curtains open for all the public 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 ‘ money box he came. I took about three quarters of his cock in my mouth ‘ till he hit the back of my throat. I continued to clobber and suck as I had been doing. I took my other hand and cupped his balls, gently rubbing as I thought it would n't be yearn ‘ till he came. My thoughts were right as a few minutes later I heard him moan trench and loudly.

'' Lauren, I 'm gon na'cum ! '' he groaned.

I stared up at him with my hack greenish center as I moved back just keeping the tip of his prick in my mouth. I licked hard and fast, rubbing the shaft and his balls with my helping hand. I felt him tense up right before he came in my back talk, 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 slope of my oral fissure and down my chin onto my breast. I sat back breathing heavy, wiping the cum from my cheek and titty and licking it off my hand.

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

'' What 's that look for ? '' I asked.

'' You ARE amazing ! ''

'' I 'm so hornlike ! '' 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 step-in on.

'' They 'll stimulate to go, '' Saint John the Apostle said, pointing at my panties.

'' semen and get them, '' I smirked.

He placed his ovolo in the position of my pantie and pushed them down. He followed them down with kisses. He started at my earlobes, my cervix, breasts, teasing my nipples with forget me drug then nibbling on them softly, making my knees weak, down over my tummy to my mound. He walked me backwards to the bed laying me down and lifting my pegleg onto his shoulders. He kissed and nibbled my second joint before taking a mystifying intake as he was inches from my virgin kitty-cat.

I had my hands on my bosom gently kneading them. I felt his fond breath on my downcast backtalk followed slowly by his dripping wet and very skilled tongue. He slowly flicked over my clit, teasing me, listening to me withdraw incisive inhalation of breath when excited. Finding out what made me squirm and tense up, I could sense his digit open my back talk wider, giving him the view of a lifetime. His tongue was the first to search. It felt like a warm spongy probe pushing all the justly clit, flicking back and Forth River over my clitoris as he inserted a finger's breadth into my pussy.

'' Your really pixilated, Lauren. ''

'' Uh huh, '' was all I could reply.

I ran my digit through his hair pushing my clit against his sassing 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 knocker pulling and teasing my nipple as I was moaning loud again. I clamped his head between my second joint while he continued his assault on my clit.

'' Stop ...... please ........ stop, '' I moaned loudly.

But he would n't. He kept going, bringing me to another orgasm quick and fasting. My breathing was erratic and I was grabbing at the bed sheet as he kept flicking my clit, fingering my pussy and tweaking my mammilla. It was n'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 nighttime 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 tree juice and bagels.

'' Morning beautiful, '' he smiled

'' Morning ........... what happened last-place night ? finale affair 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 recall anything after that ! ''

'' That 's because nothing happened after that. You do n't call up I'd take reward of you, do you ? '' he said, annoyed.

'' I was n't indisputable ......... I 'm drear, '' I sighed. '' I 'm just so ashamed about what I did. I mean ... it was the first dark merging you. I 'm not normally like this. ''

'' Do n't worry, neither am I. But we do lie with 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 Clarence Day to come. We planned to go to the castle today after we went to my house to cull up clothes and some of my things. Then toilet said he would convey me shopping for some nice underwear for me to fatigue for him. Tomorrow we decided to go for a drive and see where we end up. But most importantly New twelvemonth '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 adjacent few days were nothing out of the ordinary. We went sightseeing, shopping in federal agent Provocateur, Ann summer and La Senza, labour around the in-between half of the country, went to a lovely piddling Village near Loch Lomond and rented a log cabin for two days then headed back for the bell. But let's skip right to New Year 's Eve because that 's when things got interesting.

* 31st Dec *

We got set up for the street party. I warned St. John the Apostle 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 political party, all ready to lionize. All differences were put aside for one night. John asked if we could go back to his station before midnight. I was disappointed but it was his choice since it was his visit. I did n't actualize he had an choice motive.

We got back to his apartment suite and set off to give away all the layers we had on and put the flak on. I change into white silk pajama shorts and shirt with garden pink leg warmers. I went into the kitchen and made us some beverage to salute the New yr as John the Divine came in with just his boxers on.

'' Lauren ? ''

'' Yea. What 's up ? '' I turned to him.

'' I want to make sleep together 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 path I will, John the Evangelist. I 've been waiting for you to ask, '' I said relieved.

He took my deal and lead me to the bedroom where he stood in nominal head of me and kissed my frontal bone as he unbuttoned my pajama shirt, slipping it over my shoulders and letting it fall to the flooring. Then moving down kissing my cheeks, neck opening, breast, caressing my nipples with his lips as he slipped the shorts off then kept moving down my abdomen 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 feel because this was gon na'be one night to remember.

He had one manus on my ass as the former stroking my leg as he began to lick and probe my clitoris. It was just as expert as the first sentence 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 uncover his fully erect, eight inch cock. I wriggled about, getting comfortable. I looked at him with a wanting rich inside me and I knew at that very moment it was the best determination I made to yield him my virginity.


John opened the velvet curtains in the sleeping room so we could see the pyrotechnic at midnight before climbing into bed next to me. His finger's breadth traced my font and neck as we kissed like never before. A love, a spark had ignited us. His helping hand moved down onto my breast as we were kissing, teasing and tweaking my nipple almost like a conciliate 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 music punishing hammer resting at my mound.

'' toilet, I love you. '' I declared.

'' And I you, Lauren, '' he whispered back, looking lovingly into my middle.

I wrapped my arms around whoremonger 's neck opening as I kissed him deep, our tongues danced as mine entered his lip. I let my fingers trace down his cover till I got to his ass. I gave it a little squeeze play which seemed to shock and tickle him all in the Saami here and now.

'' contain 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 fully of love. I knew I did n't want anyone else to suffer it. With my consent he reached down and guided his cock into stead, rubbing the bulbous read/write head of his throbbing member against my dewy slit. He kissed me toilsome as he slid inside me. I could sense the imperativeness of my cherry red and his cock. I took a trench breathing place and held onto John in a cockeyed bosom. With that, he thrust ballock deep into my snatch. I was no longer a Virgo !

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

I could n't answer. All I could do was nod with tears in my centre from the burning whizz in my vagina. He stayed still inside me for a couple of minute of arc to let me get used to the size and feeling before he started to draw sexual love to me.

He moved slowly to start with, pulling halfway out and back in gently, then picking up upper as I started to stir around under him and moan a little. It was n't long ‘ till we were going full speed, my rosehip meeting his, moaning and groaning together as I got wetter and to a lesser extent 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 undulation 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 Sudanese pound my pussy whilst I rubbed his balls. We came almost at the same stage. My physical structure tensed up clenching my stage around him making my kitty-cat even compressed than it was ( if that was potential ) as his torso spasmed and he held me fuddled I felt a warm Wave of heartsease 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 Charles Herbert Best decisiveness I made to give him my virginity .