It was a weekday morning when the flight got in.  He was just pulling up to the house on a taxi.  She was so nervous, but relieved that the moment had finally come.

She had on a white t-shirt, but neglected a bra, meaning the fabric was rubbing against her nipples, making them sensitive and hard.  She knew he'd notice - she was counting on it.

He was feeling the same. After months of getting to know each other, and being happy in each other's virtual presence, it was time to meet for real.  He hesitated slightly, then assured himself this really was happening, and knocked on the door.  She called out "Coming...!", making him wait for a little longer than normal before opening the door.

They looked at each other up and down. How strange it was to see the person they'd only seen on a monitor standing right there, life size and in full colour.

His eyes had seen her coy smile, and strayed to her chest.  He saw those hard nipples and felt a familiar bulge starting.

Without saying a word, he put his suitcase inside the door and turned to her.  He searched her eyes, and found what the passion, longing and desire that he was looking for.

After kicking it closed, he took her in his arms and pressed her up against the back of the door.  He kissed her hungrily and urgently, like she was lifegiving water to a man in the desert.

He went straight to work on her nipples, rubbing them first, then leaning down to suck them. His hands were everywhere, and she couldn't believe she'd waited so long to feel them.

His beard tickled her torso, which just made everything that much more sensitive.

He crouched as low as he could, taking her pants off as he kissed and nibbled around her panty line.  He sees her gloriously shaved pussy, already oozing wetness at the thought of what's to come, and he rubs his whiskers against her inner thighs.

She moans, desperately wanting him to just shove his face in, but he takes his time now, sometimes using his fingers, sometimes his tongue. Her legs are getting weak from being up at the door and she manages to pull herself away. She makes her way towards the bedroom and beckons for him to follow.

She crouches down when he gets close, and touches his belt, undoing it without even having to look.  She slides her body down his and can felt that he's already hard.  Once she reaches his groin, she pulls his pants down and fondles his balls gently.  A small shiver and a sigh of approval tells her to keep going.

Her tongue just tickles the very end of his dick to start with, then the frenulum, and around the ridge.  He is gently moving his hips to say more, but she teases him more.

She purses her lips, and allows the head of his dick to enter her mouth, but she doesn't make it easy.  He has to push to get even that much in.  Giving his cock a lick and a suck, she pulls back, giving him a wicked smile.  She does this again, and again, until she decides to give him his due.

Suddenly, she slides his dick all the way into her mouth.  She relaxes the muscles in the back of her throat, but it's still a tight fit.  He moans, but doesn't dare move for fear of hurting her. 

He's so far in she can't breathe, but she doesn't care.  She takes his dick in as far as her body will let her go.  Her nose pressed up against the soft fuzz under his belly button.  She's moving her tongue, but she's feeling light headed and has to pull back to take a breath.  She goes in for more - she's waited so long to taste this man, she wants all of him. 

The head of his dick is turning that shade of purple telling her he wants to cum soon, so she lies down on the bed and opens her legs so he can see her pussy in all it's magnificent glory. He watches as he pushes the outer labia aside to reveal what he's been looking for.

Finally, he goes in and sucks her clit, gently at first, licking, sucking, licking, sucking...

She grabs his long brown hair and clenches in approval as he builds the tension. He puts a finger in, and finds her g-spot with ease. He rubs the ridges of it while he's still sucking her clit.

He sees that her vibrator is already warming on the side table. He grabs it and switches it on. He's so hard, and he knows it won't be long now.

He gently touches her swollen clit with the vibrator and is rewarded with a squeak. Then he runs the vibrator all the way down her pussy and inserts it, but only a little bit. She rocks her hips, wanting more, the pressure almost too much now.

He repeats this action several times, inserting the vibrator a little more each time.

He can sense she's close. As soon as he's done with the last stroke, he turns the vibrator up to maximum power and licks her clit for all he's worth.

She squeaks very loudly this time, the orgasm crashing over her, the waiting finally over, any care she ever had gone in that moment. She squirts sticky, clear cum all over his beard, but he likes it.

Before she's completely done, he drops his pants, hoists one leg up onto his shoulder, and, looking her in the eyes, thrusts his dick into her. Another orgasm coming off the back of the first...both getting off on the pleasure of the other, it's an expotential crescendo.

As he is pumping he can see her boobs bouncing with each stroke.  It's almost mesmerising seeing the rhythmic movement of them, and a sight that has always turned him on, hard.

She sees his face change as she feels that he is about to cum too, and it just sets her off more. The finishing touch is both agony and ecstacy.

Panting, and lying in each other's arms, they speak for the first time. "Tea?" she says, and with a mildly goofy grin he says "Tea."