E R O T I C 💗 T R U E 💗 S T O R Y . During a very fragile..

E R O T I C 💗 T R U E 💗 S T O R Y . During a very fragile time in my life, I decided to be brave and travel across the country - my first time on a plane by myself! I packed a bag and was soon in the sky, on the way to New York. What was so alluring to make me go such lengths? An online... friend. 😋 My heart raced with the clock. Six hours can go by faster than expected when you're approaching something new, something exciting. Soon I was at the opposite airport, with bag in hand, in a place I'd never been, a place where I only knew one person... and there he was. His big red truck pulled up and I was willed towards it, taking each step carefully so I didn't faint. I'd worn a loose, but somehow sexy, tank top and a pair of fairly short shorts in hopes he would be as excited as I was. I hopped into the passenger seat and gave a nervous laugh. I am INCREDIBLY shy in real life, painfully so... and I was sure that amused him, because minutes passed and we drove in silence. No "hey nice to m3et you!" "hey you've seen my nudity online isn't that wild!" "hey I just flew across the entire country to m3et you!!!" Silence, but he wore a grin that you could almost hear. Only a few minutes passed before he was parking the truck, and I was confused. He'd mentioned his house being quite a bit of a drive from the airport. Was this the place he was going to do the stereotypical thing that happens to online m3etups and kill me? 😅 "Take off your shorts and bend over," he instructed. I chuckled at this, but realizing we were in a vacant parking lot, and noticing the look of seriousness he wore, the submissive in me obeyed. Now only in my tank top and shoes, I was bent over the seat with my head down, and soon he had a finger in both of my holes. "You didn't think I was going to wait to inspect my new toy, did you?" He laughed, "you're even tighter than you look! Nice and clean..." He then flipped me around and shoved both fingers in my mouth, instructing me to clean them off, which I did, happily. I don't remember if words were said or if he merely gestured, but soon I knew the instruction of what to do next, and his cock was in my mouth. It had been years, as he and I had begun talking right at the end of my time in addiction, where sex and all of its related acts were furthest from my mind, and having a big cock against my tongue was a treat I'd missed more than I had thought! IF YOU LIKED THE BEGINNING OF THIS TRUE STORY OF RAW LUST AND BDSM, let me know and I'll finish this story and write more! I knew this man for a little over a year, and our relationship involved me taking six trips across the country to see him... all inspired by the Dom/sub relationship we had begun online, so there was much fun had that I've not spoken about often! 💗 Send a tip if you can! I'm doing my best to make content while recovering but am still in a lot of pain! 💋