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I had basically given up on ever meeting a fan of my erotica. Over the last six years, many meetings had been set up and fallen through. My expectations of setting up a meeting was zero, and having the meeting actually happen was less than zero. So when Free Smut wrote from the Yahoo Group, I didn't expect anything than friendly correspondence. Over some weeks or months, I had learned to welcome her email like a note from a penal. I certainly never expected to meet her. In a recent post, I pointed out that it was my 98th posted story and solicited ideas for my Centenary Story. Some weeks later, she wrote to ask if I had received any good ideas. Abruptly, she asked if I wanted to meet her. Up until then, I hadn't even mentally noted that she was a woman Her suggestion to meet brought a sharp focus to our correspondence. Do you live in Houston I asked, giving the question that stopped 95% of all requests to meet. People somehow assume I live in their town. We probably live closer than you think, she replied. I was shocked to learn that she lived only 7.50 miles from my office. Better, she lived about 4 miles from my newest big client. We actually could meet. I was amazed. Even more incredible, she said she was more than a fan, she was a groupie. Our emails flew back and forth, and we spoke on the phone. We arranged a breakfast meeting for today at a Dennis near my new client. Then, because we were both excited, we pushed it up a day to yesterday. She told me many times that she would be there, because she knew how many times I had been disappointed. Houston has horrible traffic, so I left 45 minutes before the meeting. At the time we were to meet, 6:30 AM, there was little traffic so I arrived in only 20 minutes. I settled into a booth to wait the 25 minutes before she arrived. Well, when it was 5 minutes past the meeting time, I began to consider how long I would wait before I bailed out. I mentally prepared zingers to hurl at her. Happily, my growing depression dissipated when she walked in the door. Unlike some stories of faked identity, she looked just like her picture. Maybe better. She is no longer a child, but wears her maturity gracefully. Her body was very nice. She has wonderful eyes and, yes, a bob. On top of it all, she smelled fantastic. I think I made her uncomfortable by staring. I couldn't help myself, because we had teased each other into a frenzy and yet she had come and she was so much better than I had hoped. I suppose I also smiled like a stupid fool, but she was gracious enough to not mention it. The plan for the meeting was for it to be completely g rated, because all I wanted was to successfully meet a fan for once, but already I was hoping it would turn x rated. We had a cup of coffee, but neither of us felt like eating. We talked a little about nothing in particular, preferring not to express our mutual attraction. Finally, I mustered up the colons to ask if she might want to go out to my truck for some kissing. She had mentioned she lived 5 minutes away, but traffic had expanded that to 15 minutes, so going back to her place was free She agreed to get in my truck, and we took off. I drove behind the motel that was next door, and we kissed. I think we were in a time warp because time just stopped. Our kisses were hot, deep, and long lasting. Free Smut said she liked kissing, and I believed her. It was very, very nice to kiss someone who wanted to kiss me back. Except for me asking to feel her pussy and her agreeing, it was like being on a high school date. The main difference was that we were both old enough to feel free to respond, and we did. Both of us muttered those little sighs and sounds that denote passion. Finally, though, we both had to head to our offices. We made arrangements to meet today to do more exploring. Both of us agreed that we were attracted to the other, and that sex was to be the main event. The rest of the day crawled. I had to write a business proposal and I ended up with a horrible headache. The only thing that made the day bearable was the thought of seeing Free Smut today, and emailing her back and forth. I got up this morning and made coffee, both excited and nervous. I was having performance anxiety I was so looking forward to seeing her, but I wanted to please her too. What if I didn't I navigated to her house, and immediately misread the directions to her condo. She spied me and called me back. Wanting to break the ice, I kissed her right there on the sidewalk. Then she led me up to her second story condo. Its a really nice place, comfortable for a single lady, but I only had eyes for her. She handed me a hanger, because we had discussed my need to basically get naked as soon as practical. The worse thing about cheating on a spouse is having to hide so many things. I had a business meeting downtown following our tryst, so I was wearing a suit. I could not have traces of Free Smut or of our meeting on me, and she understood that. Quickly enough, I was in my under shorts and t shirt, so I could turn my attention to her. She was wearing a blouse of some kind and shorts sans panties. I held her close and we kissed deeply again. I liked kissing her, a lot. She made sounds of pleasure, and I turned her around to face away from me. I held her close, letting my hands roam slowly over her body while I kissed her neck and ears. It took a long time before she was nude. This was foreplay made deliberately slow. I spent a long time caressing her skin, feeling her tremble. Eventually, I stripped completely and we moved to the bed. Again, more kissing. Now though, I was exploring her more intimately. My fingers slid down to begin manually manipulating her pussy. She didn't wetter like a teenage juicy slut, but a little saliva took care of the friction. I felt her breathing quicken, and brought my fingers to her mouth, telling her to get them wet. It took several round trips between her pussy and her mouth to get her sloppy wet with her own saliva, and then my fingers flew over her hard clit. Its interesting to me to see how women orgasm differently. Free Smut isn't loud free smut not either, but she tenses up like she's doing abdominal crunches. Her mouth opened in a wide O, like she was about to scream, but no sound came out. I kept my fingers dancing on her hard little bud for as long as she kept Cumming. When she relaxed after a minute, I realized she was done. I leaned back over her and we kissed for a little more. A slow smile crept onto her face, and I knew she was ready to go some more. That's when I made my special request. Despite having written about them for years, I had never had a snowball. This is mainly due to the fact that my wife hasn't sucked my cock since before we were married in 1986. She hates the idea of putting my dick in her mouth. So, I asked Free Smut if she would give me my first cocksucking in almost two decades, and further, if she would be open to snowballing me. She agreed hungrily. I laid on my back in the classic guy getting a BY position, my hands behind my head to prop it up so that I could see. Free Smut laid next to me, and without any delay started to suck my cock. I don't know what was the bigger rush, the mental knowledge that I was with a woman who was happily sucking me or Free Smuts talented mouth. I watched her bobbing up and down, stroking her hair and just enjoying. She stopped for a minute to come up and kiss me. The knowledge that her mouth was just on my dick was quite erotic, and I probably said something silly like kiss me with that cocksucking mouth of yours. She smiled and did so, making sure to thrill me with her tongue probing deep into my mouth. I had to suck her tongue like a baby dick before she slid down to resume blowing me. Despite the pleasure of the moment, it took a while for me to relax enough to cum. I had been so worried about not pleasing Free Smut, and perhaps Cumming prematurely, that I had programmed myself to delay my orgasm. Now I had to learn to relax and enjoy Free Smut. Finally, I felt myself about to let go with my seed. I warned Free Smut that I was about to cum, in case she wanted to change her mind. Then, I came. Shot after shot of cum flew out of me and into Free Smuts mouth. The idea that I might be tasting it soon kept me Cumming. It was a large load. When I was done ejaculating, I slumped back, happily relaxed after the tension of the orgasm. But Free Smut slid up as I had requested. She loomed large over my face, her lips clamped shut into a Mona Lisa smile. I opened my mouth, she lowered hers to mine, and I received my first snowball. Again, time stood still as the kiss lingered. We fought over the cum I had produced, tongues grappling fiercely. It was about as erotic a kiss as I could remember. Even after the cum was down our throats, we kissed on. Finally, we rolled over to lie side by side. I suspect Free Smut thought I would immediately slide down and eat her pussy, given how much I like oral sex. But the fact is that I felt really close to her and just wanted to know her better. So we talked for a while, building intimacy. It was really nice. Eventually, I kissed her and then began sliding down. I was hungry to eat this special woman. Free Smut has a nicely groomed pussy, with a trimmed patch and shaved lips. It was beautiful to look at, pink and healthy. It was even better to suck My tongue found its way into heaven, sliding over her slick shaven pussy easily. I loved the look and feel of her pussy As I got really into it, she had a question about why people talk about mints and oral sex. I just happened to have bought a pack of those Listerine Cool Mint Strips, and I retrieved them and returned to her. She noticed the difference immediately, and I think she liked it Free Smut was a treat, responding when I did the right thing. She was alive on my mouth, moving against me, letting me lick her deep. I found I could put her entire vulva in my mouth while still pressing my tongue in and out. Neither of us is loud, but the room was alive with little gasps, growls, and sighs. An issue we had to deal with was that Free Smut wasn't on birth control. She's not menopausal, either. She says that she isn't worried, and that I should feel free to fill her with cum. But, I cannot start another family, and the fear of that is strong. I really wanted to fuck her bad, but I didn't want her pregnant. Damn. Life is so unlike a story in some free ways. Despite my fears, I slid up to kiss her with my pussy eating mouth and to slide my cock in. We kissed more as I sank in deeply. A couple strokes and I pulled out to suck her newly opened pussy. Fact is, I prefer giving oral to fucking. Fucking a little to open her up was just enough at least for me. Free Smut loved it, and after a few cycles of this, she came again. Again, I was far from Cumming and now time wasn't on my side. I needed to head out to my meeting downtown. But, since Free Smut was open to cocksucking, I wanted to try something I never had: 69. The sex act had always fascinated me intellectually, but never having had an oral partner it was something Id not tried. Free Smut readily agreed, and even allowed me to be on the bottom. She straddled my face and then leaned down to suck me. I looked up at her pretty pussy, and wanted it right on my face. I pulled her hips down until we were tightly locked together. My nose was practically in her butt cheeks, but my interest was in sucking her pussy. It was so hot and sexy to give and take pleasure this way. But, again, I couldn't give up enough self control to cum. I eventually informed her, but Free Smut seemed determined to take my seed again. She bobbed up and down, fucking my cock with her pretty mouth. Suddenly though, reality overcame desires, and she began to cough and gag. She leapt from the bed to run to the bathroom and swallow some water. It was a rather unglamorous end to such a sexy union. I dressed and we kissed some more. We agreed that this was only the first time wed meet, and since then we have talked about how to find a compatible time. As I drove to my meeting, I reflected on whether I had met her expectations. She had said she was a groupie, so presumably just meeting me would be enough, and she should have a post orgasmic glow for weeks. But the fact is that I know she wanted to have me cum deep inside her and then greedily suck it out.