First Meeting by Quisha We had been talking over the phone for about a year and a half. We didn't meet by conventional means. I was calling your company to speak with the shipping manager and you intercepted my call. You even told him to give the call back to you when I was done. I was surprised when he said, "that guy wants to talk to you." After a year and a half of conversation, we were finally meeting face to face. I'd sent you a picture of me so you knew of my chocolate brown skin and dark brown eyes, but I'd never seen you. I was nervous, but extremely excited. Extremely, my panties were as wet as they could be just thinking about the talks we had and the subjects we discussed. After a bad car accident your car had been totaled and you were visiting by bus but only because I begged and pleaded so long for you to visit. I was so happy! When I got to the bus station I was all wound up. I was thirty minutes early and I didn't think I should sit because the juices from my cunt would probably flow through my red skirt. The skirt. It was part of my promise to you. The other part was my panties. The ones I'd left at home at your request. I decided to play pinball. I'd always loved it and was surprised to see one in the bus station, since they are hard to find now. It was themed Terminator, with Arnold looming ominously from the vertical part, long gun in hand (I couldn't help get wetter seeing him so buff and ready to protect me from the world.) and Linda was on the bottom half with only half of her clothes showing and some definite embellishments to her body parts. I pulled a quarter from the breast pocket on my sweater (I could feel my hard nipple as I grazed it with my hand) and inserted it into the machine. I pulled back on the long silver handle and let go, thrusting the ball into play. It swirled over Linda's body, hitting walls and racking up points as it went. When it came close to my center, I'd smack it back into play and it would go flying past her nipples (also erect) and slam into a wall. I don't know about how you'd take it but this game was doing nothing for keeping me from getting hotter. Just about the time I slapped into the machine to try to help the ball back into play, you slid up behind me. Your hands covered each of mine and the silver ball slid down between Linda's legs. The cold from your body and the feel of it against my back froze me for just a moment. Then you spoke to me and I knew it was you. You told me not to turn around and I didn't. I pushed back to let the ball go again and had the pleasant answer about how you were feeling about our meeting firmly pressed into my ass. I spoke and said "are you sure you want to finish this?" You said yes and we finished the pinball game together, quickly. I turned to see you when we were done. Your caramel colored eyes were gorgeous against your dark brown skin and your lips were absolutely beautiful, those full black lips I love. I kissed you and said "your bathroom or mine?" I had actually checked them both out before you got there. This was the third part of my promise to you; sex in the restroom of the bus station. I told you about the accommodations and we decided on the ladies. I went in to check it out and we were in luck. Fate. I pulled you in and took you to the handicapped stall. There were those silver bars on either side and it was a bit bigger. After all, I'm not a tiny girl; my 46-38-44 frame needs a little room. I pushed you down onto the seat of the toilet (gross but well worth it and you still had your pants on). You started to unzip your pants and I stopped you. We'd had this discussion; you mentioned that women are sometimes afraid of what you have to offer. I'd gotten an idea about your gifts while we were playing pinball, but I told you that I didn't want to see, not first. I just wanted to feel. I had this feeling that we were perfect for each other. Like that line from a movie "the pussy conforms to my cock." That's what I wanted for us. I lifted my skirt to show you I'd fulfilled one promise. I could see the stirrings in your pants. I let you touch me and almost lost myself in how your hands melded into my hot cunt, thumb grazing lightly across my clit and two fingers inside me already. When you bent to lick my clit I almost fell to the floor. I managed to regain my consciousness and got as close to you as possible. I straddled your lap and told you to take it out now. Even standing above you I could feel it bounce against my pussy lips while I was standing. I reached for it and slid it from my clit down and sat on it gingerly. I have never felt so full. I was just guessing, but I figured at least nine inches length and two in diameter. It was wonderful. I came immediately, moaning as softly as I could and collapsing against your shoulder. I had waited so long it was all I could take! You were nibbling into my cleavage when I realized we were not through. I used those bars to do some arm push ups, raising myself off your cock and lowering myself back down again. You had already raised my sweater and removed it and unbuttoned my front hook bra. You were busy sucking on my tits going from one to the other and holding onto my ass and spreading my ass cheeks as I rode your dick. It was amazing. I heard what sounded like a door open and lowered myself to a sitting position on your lap. Someone said, "hello?" We looked at each other and I raised my legs and put them against the wall on either side of you. This raised my ass to a new angle and slid your cock right next to my g-spot. Absolutely fantastic! Especially since I had always been a woman who said, "that doesn't really exist!" Suddenly I knew it did and I wanted to yell it out to my sister-friend that had interrupted our sex that she was the greatest person in the world for having to piss at that moment! You could hear her pick a stall and do what she had to do. She hesitated when she was done, and you said you could tell she was looking under the door, but what was she going to say, only one set of shoes - even if they were men's boots! I heard nothing. I knew nothing except the exquisite feelings that were coursing through my body. You had touched me in a way no one ever had and I was thoroughly enjoying it. My juices were flowing all over your cock and down into your lap and it brought you a heightened pleasure too. Just as the woman was leaving, you let out a labored moan and came with me. I loved the feeling of your cock jerking and pumping inside me even after you had stopped moving - frozen into that coming position. I settled onto you lap and we kissed for what seemed like hours. You hugged me and nibbled my neck and stroked my back until neither of us could take it any longer and we were about to start a new sex-session when we decided maybe we should take this show home. And I'm not one to say "I told you so" but I will say this, I was not far off with my estimates on your size and if I do say so myself, you fit like a glove - or rather I did. First Meeting by Quisha We had been talking over the phone for about a year and a half. We didn't meet by conventional means. I was calling your company to speak with the shipping manager and you intercepted my call. You even told him to give the call back to you when I was done. I was surprised when he said, "that guy wants to talk to you." After a year and a half of conversation, we were finally meeting face to face. I'd sent you a picture of me so you knew of my chocolate brown skin and dark brown eyes, but I'd never seen you. I was nervous, but extremely excited. Extremely, my panties were as wet as they could be just thinking about the talks we had and the subjects we discussed. After a bad car accident your car had been totaled and you were visiting by bus but only because I begged and pleaded so long for you to visit. I was so happy! When I got to the bus station I was all wound up. I was thirty minutes early and I didn't think I should sit because the juices from my cunt would probably flow through my red skirt. The skirt. It was part of my promise to you. The other part was my panties. The ones I'd left at home at your request. I decided to play pinball. I'd always loved it and was surprised to see one in the bus station, since they are hard to find now. It was themed Terminator, with Arnold looming ominously from the vertical part, long gun in hand (I couldn't help get wetter seeing him so buff and ready to protect me from the world.) and Linda was on the bottom half with only half of her clothes showing and some definite embellishments to her body parts. I pulled a quarter from the breast pocket on my sweater (I could feel my hard nipple as I grazed it with my hand) and inserted it into the machine. I pulled back on the long silver handle and let go, thrusting the ball into play. It swirled over Linda's body, hitting walls and racking up points as it went. When it came close to my center, I'd smack it back into play and it would go flying past her nipples (also erect) and slam into a wall. I don't know about how you'd take it but this game was doing nothing for keeping me from getting hotter. Just about the time I slapped into the machine to try to help the ball back into play, you slid up behind me. Your hands covered each of mine and the silver ball slid down between Linda's legs. The cold from your body and the feel of it against my back froze me for just a moment. Then you spoke to me and I knew it was you. You told me not to turn around and I didn't. I pushed back to let the ball go again and had the pleasant answer about how you were feeling about our meeting firmly pressed into my ass. I spoke and said "are you sure you want to finish this?" You said yes and we finished the pinball game together, quickly. I turned to see you when we were done. Your caramel colored eyes were gorgeous against your dark brown skin and your lips were absolutely beautiful, those full black lips I love. I kissed you and said "your bathroom or mine?" I had actually checked them both out before you got there. This was the third part of my promise to you; sex in the restroom of the bus station. I told you about the accommodations and we decided on the ladies. I went in to check it out and we were in luck. Fate. I pulled you in and took you to the handicapped stall. There were those silver bars on either side and it was a bit bigger. After all, I'm not a tiny girl; my 46-38-44 frame needs a little room. I pushed you down onto the seat of the toilet (gross but well worth it and you still had your pants on). You started to unzip your pants and I stopped you. We'd had this discussion; you mentioned that women are sometimes afraid of what you have to offer. I'd gotten an idea about your gifts while we were playing pinball, but I told you that I didn't want to see, not first. I just wanted to feel. I had this feeling that we were perfect for each other. Like that line from a movie "the pussy conforms to my cock." That's what I wanted for us. I lifted my skirt to show you I'd fulfilled one promise. I could see the stirrings in your pants. I let you touch me and almost lost myself in how your hands melded into my hot cunt, thumb grazing lightly across my clit and two fingers inside me already. When you bent to lick my clit I almost fell to the floor. I managed to regain my consciousness and got as close to you as possible. I straddled your lap and told you to take it out now. Even standing above you I could feel it bounce against my pussy lips while I was standing. I reached for it and slid it from my clit down and sat on it gingerly. I have never felt so full. I was just guessing, but I figured at least nine inches length and two in diameter. It was wonderful. I came immediately, moaning as softly as I could and collapsing against your shoulder. I had waited so long it was all I could take! You were nibbling into my cleavage when I realized we were not through. I used those bars to do some arm push ups, raising myself off your cock and lowering myself back down again. You had already raised my sweater and removed it and unbuttoned my front hook bra. You were busy sucking on my tits going from one to the other and holding onto my ass and spreading my ass cheeks as I rode your dick. It was amazing. I heard what sounded like a door open and lowered myself to a sitting position on your lap. Someone said, "hello?" We looked at each other and I raised my legs and put them against the wall on either side of you. This raised my ass to a new angle and slid your cock right next to my g-spot. Absolutely fantastic! Especially since I had always been a woman who said, "that doesn't really exist!" Suddenly I knew it did and I wanted to yell it out to my sister-friend that had interrupted our sex that she was the greatest person in the world for having to piss at that moment! You could hear her pick a stall and do what she had to do. She hesitated when she was done, and you said you could tell she was looking under the door, but what was she going to say, only one set of shoes - even if they were men's boots! I heard nothing. I knew nothing except the exquisite feelings that were coursing through my body. You had touched me in a way no one ever had and I was thoroughly enjoying it. My juices were flowing all over your cock and down into your lap and it brought you a heightened pleasure too. Just as the woman was leaving, you let out a labored moan and came with me. I loved the feeling of your cock jerking and pumping inside me even after you had stopped moving - frozen into that coming position. I settled onto you lap and we kissed for what seemed like hours. You hugged me and nibbled my neck and stroked my back until neither of us could take it any longer and we were about to start a new sex-session when we decided maybe we should take this show home. And I'm not one to say "I told you so" but I will say this, I was not far off with my estimates on your size and if I do say so myself, you fit like a glove - or rather I did.