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By *vseeker OP Man
over a year ago
Brecon |
It was the summer of "96, and I was in my late 20's.
I was working away from home, staying in a hotel, and had been sitting in the bar on my own, watching tv and debating on going for a walk, or having a really early night, when I got to flicking through a copy of the Daily Sport that someone had left lying around.
The pics got me horny, lots of barely dressed ladies, and the stories, although some being a bit far-fetched, were ok.
I'm not really a big follower of sports, but as I was bored and had nothing else to do, I kept going towards the back of the paper, and that's when I found the adverts, chat phone lines, and working girls pretending to be masseuses' etc.
One ad caught my eye, for a chat service for Tv's and admirers.....not really sure why but I grabbed my phone and stored the number.
I wasn't sure I'd ring it, but I was curious.
I wasn't completely oblivious to what a Tv was, and in my mind they were always in sexy stockings and heels, slightly slutty make-up and clothes, and the more I thought about it, the hornier I got.
I decided to go for a walk, so I headed out.
I took my phone out a couple of times, but always bottled it and put it away before dialing the number.
Soon I was wandering along a walkers trail in some woods, quite close to a road, and every couple of hundred meters there was a bench, so I sat down, and decided it couldn't hurt to at least ring the chat site, and see what it was all about.
Some of you may remember the sort of thing, you rang the number, went through a menu about what you were and what you wanted, and then recorded a little intro that would play to everyone in your interest group. Then you started listening to other peoples intro's, and you could leave them a message, or skip to the next one.
The messages would cycle around, every now and then there would be an automated voice telling you how many were in the chat.
Once you'd been round the cycle once or twice, you knew which ones you could skip, so getting to the new intros became faster.
My intro was honest, without giving too much away, I said I was new, curious, and looking to chat.
Then "ping" I had a message....excitedly I pressed to listen to it, only to be disappointed that it was another guy, asking me if I was having any luck. I didn't reply.
This happened a few times, or else it was guys wanting to meet with a "virgin" and trying to convince me I would enjoy it.
I had left a few messages, but I was starting to loose faith, until "ping"...I sighed, expecting yet another guy....but surprisingly it was a quite feminine-sounding Tv, saying she liked the sound of me, and would like to chat.
I decided to stick with what worked so far, being honest, so I told her I had never even chatted to a Tv before, but was very curious, and would love to chat more.
She had asked me to describe myself, and I guess she liked what she heard as she came right back and was happy to chat.
I asked her if she was dressed right now, and she replied that she was, describing in great detail what she was wearing, and I had a massive hard-on thinking about her. She asked what had brought me onto the chatline, so I explained about being in the hotel, and she asked where I was staying.
I told her the area, and she told me she was local.
I started thinking this was too good to be true, I wasn't completely green, I knew some chat sites would use info like this to keep you talking so you spent more on the call, so I took it with a pinch of salt.
After a little more back-and-fore chat, I decided to see if she was serious, and asked for her number, thinking she'd either just drop my chat, or give me some excuse....she did neither, she gave me her number. I was stunned...and told her so.
She laughed, calling me an old cynic, saying there were loads of genuine girls on there, and she liked the sound of me, and she liked the idea of "corrupting" a "straight" guy.
She said it would make chatting easier, she would wait for my reply to let her know I would ring her, and she would drop out of the chat. I replied, waited about a minute to make sure my message had gone through, and then hung up too.
I was buzzing, a mixture of excitement, nerves, and horniness, so I took a few seconds to compose myself...I still wasn't sure if it was a wind-up...only one way to find out.
I rang her number.
She answered.
We chatted, and she asked me what hotel I was in, and I told her, I didn't think there was much risk.
She knew exactly where I was, describing in detail the area, so that put my mind to rest about her actually being local.
We chatted, and she asked my what it was about Tv's that I found exciting. I was honest, telling her it was a mixture of the slutty look, the lingerie and heels, and the fact that sexually (in my mind) they were eager to please.
Up until now, it had all been fantasy, my first time on that chat site, and here I was talking to someone who seemed to fit exactly what I thought a Tv was. She was flirty, suggestive, fun and friendly, and I was loving it.
Then.... she suggested meeting up, in the flesh...that evening!
I was lost for words, and she said it didnt need to mean anything, we could just chat, she could tell I was nervous.
I took a deep breath, and said ok.
She asked me if I knew a particular side road near the hotel, and I said I did, it was probably about 10 minutes or so from me...perfect, she said, I can be there in about 20 minutes....shit...she was REALLY local lol!
She just asked one thing, if I bottled it, do her the curtesy of ringing her, she would understand, and I promised I would.
I said I'd take a slow walk over, I didnt want to get all sweaty, and with a husky goodbye, she was gone.
Nerves really kicked in on the walk over, but I kept telling myself, there was no need to be nervous, we could just chat, it did run through my mind it could be a "set-up" of some kind, it did happen, but my background meant I was quite capable of taking care of myself, so I arrived at the meet location, and waited.
Her car came towards me, slowed, flashed the lights, pulled over, and I got in.
In person, she was better than I could have wished for, she could have got out and walked around without anyone being aware, she was very passable.
We had a chat, and I relaxed.
She then mentioned going somewhere less public, saying she knew a layby shielded by bushes that had a bit of a reputation.
By now I was keen, I wanted to chat some more....and maybe more, although I wasnt sure what "more" I wanted.
She smiled, put the car in gear, and drove, soon touching my knee every time she changed gear, which I loved.
She had shoulder length brown hair, short black skirt, a white blouse, black high heels (how could anyone drive in them?) and her make-up was bordering on a little slutty, very red lips, dark smokey eyes etc. As her legs pumped the clutch etc, the skirt rode up, showing her stocking tops, and when she saw me looking, she took my hand and placed it on her thigh, smiling as she did so. She was also wearing elbow length gloves, and the touch of that on my leg meant I was almost bursting out of my trousers.
We pulled into the layby, it was getting dark so with that and the bushes, unless someone came right up to the window, they couldnt see us, although there was a street light just down from us that threw some light our way.
We took our seatbelts off, and turned so we could chat. She asked me what I thought, and I told her she was stunning. She leaned forward slightly, running her hand up my thigh...and kept going, onto my hard cock.
Yes, she said, it looks like you really like what you see, and she laughed.
By now, I wanted a lot more... but I had never been with a Tv, so I wasnt sure what the protocol was, and I told her so.
"Just treat it like a first date honey" she said...but then she also said "but just so you know, this girl is easy!"
I leant forward, and she leant to me, and we kissed...I wasnt sure I would when I was thinking about it on the walk over, but it seemed so natural this time. There were tongues, we went for it like we were desperate for each other. Her hand slid up my thigh again, and she took my cock out of my jeans, gently rubbing it as we kissed.
Being quite petite and feminine, she turned in her seat, moved backwards, and sat in my lap, and we continued kissing for a time.
Soon we were really getting into it, she'd guided my hands to her boobs, and onto her legs, so we were "making out" I guess you could say like a new couple.
She stopped, and reached under the seat, pulling the lever so we could slide the seat fully back, and she asked me to recline it a bit too.
She moved back, into the footwell between my legs, having first raised up so I could pull my jeans down, and pull one leg out.
She asked me if it was ok if she could suck my cock, and I groaned a yes. She smiled, and grabbed her bag, re-applying more lipstick, before fishing my cock out of my boxers.
Well....what a lovely surprise, she said, and dipped her had, not fooling around as she took my entire length in her mouth in one go.
I gasped, not sure if it was her technique, or the situation, but it was like I'd never had a blowjob before. I moaned, and she looked up, and said "don't cum in my mouth, if you are up for it I want that in my pussy". I nodded, my head was spinning, only an hour ago, maybe and hour and a half, I'd rung the chatline, and now I'd kissed a Tv, was getting a mind blowing blowjob, and the offer of full sex!
My cock was like a rod of steel, it was clear I wanted this, loved it, there were no mixed emotions, she was turning me on beyond anything previous to this.
On the walk over I'd thought about what might happen, and how I'd feel, I'd had doubts, especially about kissing, but she was so natural, it felt so right, it never even crossed my mind that I was playing with a guy.
She sucked me almost to the brink a couple of times, and I suddenly realised it had pretty much been all about me, and I started to feel guilty.
I said to her was there anything I could do for her, and whilst waiting for me to calm down from almost cumming, she explained that it was all about the guy for her, she got off on giving pleasure. She also said that guys like me, who treat her like a woman (even a slutty woman) get top marks. I felt better, especially when she said that, when she gets fucked, when she feels a guy pushing into her, when she knows he cant hold back because she's made him so hard, so horny, that he just has to "take" her, then she cums too.
She went back to sucking me, and then said, get a condom out of my bag, and meet me outside.
She grabbed my door handle, opened the door, and stepped out, going around to the front of the car.
I quickly dug into her bag, felt the box, and grabbed a condom, putting my jeans back on as I got out.
When I went round the front, she looked at me with a look that was pure "fuck me now!" so I went up to her, grabbed her, pulled her to me, and kissed her hard. She moaned, and then snuggled into me, saying "are you going to fuck me, big boy?"
"Yes, I growled, grabbing her by the waist, and spinning her around so she was hands on the bonnet. My hand dragged her knickers down, and she eagerly stepped out of them, wiggling her arse at me.
I bit a chunk out of the wrapper, got the condom on and pushed up behind her.
I'd pulled my jeans down, and my cock stuck out, prodding at her bum, as I wrapped an arm around her waist.
She spat on her fingers and reached behind her, saying "I need to be looser to take that fucking weapon!" as she eased fingers into herself.
Soon she stopped, and backed up slightly, giving me the signal, so I grabbed her, one hand on my shaft, and slid along her cleft.
"Steady now, slow, gently" was all she said, as I felt her guide the head.
This was all new to me, so I let her take control, and soon we had got the head in, as she gentle pushed back and fore a little at a time.
"Ok, go on, do me" was her next comment, and I was minded of what she said earlier about wanting to be "taken", so I thrust in, grabbing her and pulling her back.
"Oh shit yes!" was her response, so I took that as a good sign, and started fucking her, not going super stupid, but pushing in hard, feeling for her response.
Soon we sped up, her uttering things like "Oh fuck yes!" and other stuff that made me hornier and hornier, if that was even possible.
Then she asked me to tell her how I felt, so I told her she was a fucking sexy bitch, and I was going to blow my load in her as she had made me so fucking horny, which was completely true, but also I knew thats what she wanted to hear.
Soon enough, all of this had got me to boiling point, how I'd lasted so long was a mystery to me, but I was going to cum, and I told her so.
"Oh fuck yes, cum in me, fill me up, come on do it!" she said, panting, and I felt that rush, like I was being sucked inside out through my cock, and I hammered into her for a few more strokes as I bent her over the bonnet and lay on her, absolutely drained.
We probably only lay there a few seconds, but it felt longer.
I asked her if that was ok, and she said "Yes, spot on, I cum too, I've made a bit of a mess on my skirt lol!"
She turned, and we kissed again, I didn't feel awkward or embarrassed, and I told her so, and she said that she was glad she'd made my first time special...to which I replied, not special....perfect.
We tidied ourselves up, and had another lingering kiss, before she said she'd better get me back to the hotel.
She dropped me off, and we promised to stay in touch, which we did via text for a short while, until I had my phone taken, had to have a new number and we lost contact.
So, thats how my first meet went, I now realise looking back how incredibly lucky I was. |
very horny 
