*Best decision I made*

I scoured the Internet looking for something, yearning for something, somebody, when I found the sex account section of xnxx and then located the meeting place. I had found what I had been yearning for ; a joining with those who were just as sexually oriented and perverse as me. I began chatting with people but was very sceptical and untrusting of giving out any personal details. I found some very interesting people, some of whom became close friends. It was when I decided to throw my hat into the ring with a CAW challenge and needed a proofreader/editor that fate brought John the Divine and I together.

I posted on a thread looking for an editor/proofreader and received four replies but whoremonger and I just seemed to click. We hit it off right away. We PM 'd back and forth through the web site before deciding we were right for each early and then swapped electronic mail speech and chatted on Yahoo. For the first month or so it was mostly business, exchanging the usual pleasantries of form. After my story had been approved by him and entered into the challenge we started chatting on a regular ground.

We became good friends, discussing employment, family, bitching about our problems and spirit in general. We soon realized that our friendly relationship was verboten, John being 51 and I just 18. We were going to get some unusual reactions but we were happy. whoremonger asked where I lived and I replied Scotland, so he started a conversation that his root were from Scotland but he now lived in New York City and was contemplating come to Scotland to research his mob history.

We discussed that if he came and wanted to meet up I could evidence him about, be his personal tour guide so to mouth. Our conversations went on like this for about nine calendar month to a yr when he emailed me one day with the word that he was coming for New Years. He would be flying into Edinburgh International airport on the 27th of December and staying for two weeks in a hotel across town. I was excited and scared all in the Sami breath. My mind started to race. What if he does n't like me ? What if he 's not what he 's been like ?

I waited to speak with him on the phone that night to discuss all the details. I would meet him at the airport and driving force him to his hotel, let him unpack and take him a quick wee tour around the town and then see were we stood from there. As the day approached I got more nervous but put it out of my mind because we had exchanged pic and phoned one another on a regular basis so I didn't know why I was worrying.

John called just before getting on the plane to pee-pee sure I was going to beak him up and everything was still ok. I gave him my wandering number in case I was running late or whatever and wished him a dependable journey.

*27th December*

I did n't sleep a wink that dark because of a mixture of excitation and hope of meeting my friend from across the pond. It took me three time of day to determine what to jade to the aerodrome. I eventually decided on a green chiffon floaty top that just covered my ass, with black leging over the knee joint, black suede leather boots, a black leather coat and a pick, chunky scarf. After all, it is winter in Scotland. I wore my auburn hair out and naturally wavelike with a lilliputian plait across the social movement to hold my outer boundary ( rush ) back from my face.

I arrived at the drome thirty minutes early so I did n't experience to rush around like a headless chicken looking for the right gate. I got there just as everyone was coming through. I held my breath as I saw King John walking through the double doorway with his luggage. As I exhaled, a slight grinning started to look on my font and that is when he saw me and smiled back. I walked quickly to greet him. I threw my arms around him, giving him a warmly embrace after the shock of this cold Scots atmospheric condition. I gave him a osculation on the brass and pulled back from him to see a look of shock on his face.

''Hi, '' I blushed.

''Hello. I was n't expecting you to hug me like that, Lauren, '' he stammered.

''Sorry, I'm just glad to see you. Erm ... shall we walk and sing ? '' I said, looking around and seeing mass looking at us strangely.

''Yeah, lets, '' he replied blankly.

''Follow me, '' I said sweetly as I took his hand.

He followed slightly behind me, holding my script as we got some looking at of disgust and looks that are worth a thou words.

''How did he get her ? '' One guy said to his girlfriend. His girlfriend did not appear to be amused.

As we got to my car, John pulled me back to him. Holding me snug, he gazed into my eyes as I looked up at him lovingly. He leaned down and kissed me so gently that it felt like a dream. It was rudely interrupted by people passing by and tutting, which resulted in me opening my big mouth.

''What are you tutting at ? '' I said politely.

''That 's disgusting. He 's old enough to be your Father of the Church, '' she snapped back.

''Honey, you ai n't no oil painting yourself. Jog on ! '' I shouted.

John burst out laughing at my random outburst which made me blush so much. I opened the car and put his luggage in without speaking to him as I was still so embarrassed at my effusion. He got in the rider seat after I was in.

''Do n't be embarrassed. I love you for your personality and your opinion, '' he stated as placed his hand onto mine.

All I could do was smile back at him as I drove him to The Chester Residence which, he informed me, was n't just a room, it was an apartment. We got him checked in and got the keys and wandered around to find his door. This was even better than my house. I was amazed by how gracious it was. I did n't even dare to ask what he paid for this apartment but, looking at it, I knew it was not gon na'be cheap for a two week arrest.

We walked straight into the sustenance room. It had a big flatscreen TV on the wall with a dim leather corner sofa and matching chair around a brown wooden coffee table and beige carpet. The kitchen was very in high spirits spec with all new shining appliances and the lavatory, oh my goodness ! It had a gigantic Jacuzzi with a TV on the wall, dual sinks and a shower with room for three. The bedroom was the proficient lineament, a king-sized bed with lighting underneath for atmosphere, Egyptian cotton wool sheets, lots of pillows, dramatic lighting everything to arrive at it a footling while of heaven.

I went into the kitchen whilst John unpacked, making him a cup of tea with sugar to avail the jet lag and took it into the chamber. Without thinking I walked straight in without knock and he was standing au naturel. I looked at him with my rima oris unfastened before spinning round quicker than ever.

''Oh my god ! I 'm so distressing. I should have knocked ! '' I stuttered.

''Don't vexation about it. I guess I should suffer told you that I was changing, '' John laughed and pulled a pair of pant on before he turned me back around.

''Is that for me ? '' he smiled.

''Oh yeah. It's sweet tea to help with ... .er ... ..the jet lag, '' I blushed.

''Let 's sit down and sing Lauren. I think we need to be honest with each other, '' he sighed.

I looked at him not sure what to make of what he had said. We walked out to the waiting area and sat on the lounge next to each other. He looked at me with a very serious expression on his face.

''What 's unseasonable St. John the Apostle ? '' I asked innocently.

''Can I be honest with you, Lauren ? I love you so much. I only came here to be with you, not to hound my root, '' he stared at me.

'' I ... ..I do n't know what to say, John. I love you too but was n't expecting you to say or do this. '' I looked away from him and got up.

I paced back and Forth in front of him, knowing that he 's watching my every relocation.

''Okay, okay. Let 's meet tonight for something to eat and discuss it then cuz I'm still in shock, john, '' I stressed.

We said our sayonara as he made reserve at fleur-de-lis down Thistle Lane and decided we should contact there at 8pm. This gave me four hour to get my act together. I drove home and started ransacking my wardrobe to see what to wear. This decision was pretty easy since I already knew how he felt about me. I picked out a soused blackened pencil wench, a red silk corset top with lilliputian puff arm, matching red silk stilettos and underwear with Black person seamed stockings. I wore my whisker down but curly this time with geisha eye makeup and ruby red lips.

My phone rang at bang on 7:30pm. It was John.

''Hey trick, what 's up ? '' I answered cheerfully.

''Lauren, I 'm just making sure as shooting your still sanction for dinner and do you want me to pick you up in a cab on the way ? ''

''Yeah, of course I 'm still up for dinner. I 'm just leaving now. Will I get you on the way past instead since its on my way and you 'd be going backwards ? '' I laughed.

''Errr ... ... .yeah that would be dependable, Hun. '' he stammered realizing he did n't have it away where he was going.

'' I 'll be ten transactions, okay ? ''

'' I 'll be outside, darling. ''

''Okay, John. I 'm just getting in the hack now so I 'll see you soon. ''

''Okay, Lauren. '' He hung up the phone.

I told the hack driver where to go and that we had to pick bathroom up on route. As we drove down Rothesay Place I could see John standing outside The Chester looking rather dashing. can was about 5'11, sinister fuzz with clean through it in a salt and capsicum elan. He is an average out physique man with distinguished biceps and abs. He had the most beautiful brown centre that twinkle in the illumination. I'm sure they could see into my very soul.

John got in the taxi and kissed my boldness and placed his hand on my second joint and whispered to me. I saw the driver looking in the mirror at us and I bit my tongue and just rolled my eyes at him. We arrived at Thistle Lane and paid the driver. We walked down to sword lily and had a lovely meal and smashing conversation but I think John was more implicated about afters.

We decided, over dinner party, to walk back to The Chester for 'drinks'. We arrived back to champagne chilling in an ice bucket with two glasses and some strawberry and whipped emollient. I smiled seeing the strawberry and cream. I knew exactly what he wanted for dessert.

''John I need to tell you something ... ''

''Hush, infant. You do n't have to occupy about anything. I 've got everything planned. ''

''That 's what I need to tell you ... ... ''

''What 's wrong, Lauren ? ''

'' I 'm a virgin Saint John. I ca n't be your sweet, '' I sighed.

''You're a virgin ! You ca n't be. You're too beautiful not to ingest had sex with soul. Not that I think your a jade, '' he stressed

'' I know what you mean. I 'm distressing that I was n't dependable with you, St. John the Apostle. How about I make it up to you ? '' I winked at him.

''What ever do you intend, Lauren ? '' he asked, acting innocently.

I pushed him onto the lounge and went to the kitchen to get the Champagne-Ardenne. I handed him a glass and we toasted to new beginnings. I pushed his feet apart with mine and took a shock absorber from the lounge and placed it at his base. I kicked my heels off to the English of the lounge and kneeled down pushing his legs apart and pulling him towards me. I raised my brow and reached up to his belted ammunition to untie it when he grabbed my hands pulling me up onto his chest.

''Not like this, Lauren. I do n't just want you for sex. ''

He kissed me passionately, slipping his tongue into my back talk and, upon meeting mine, they danced like fan do. As I sat on his lap I could sense his bulge. I let my hands roam down his arms and across his chest. I started to unbutton his shirt, kissing down his neck, then breast. I kissed every piece of new flesh I revealed until I was back at his belt.

''Let me do this. I want to. I've never given a cock sucking before and I want to do it with you, '' I pleaded.

He held my face with both workforce and said, `` You may bulge out any metre you like. I promise you I wo n't force myself on you, Lauren. ''

With his approval, so to verbalize, I began.

I stood up, pulling my doll up to just below my ass, showing him my stockings and bare thighs, then got down onto the cushion. I unbuckled John 's belted ammunition then unbuttoned his trouser. He lifted up his hips as I pulled his trousers and boxers down to his ankle. I looked up at him as he stared back at me. I rubbed his thighs gently, working my way up to his semi-erect cock.

I licked my lips and gently gripped whoremaster 's appendage in my strong helping hand as I started to lick the forefront and top of the cock with my tongue. Working my way down I started to move my hand up and down as I started sucking on the top quarter of his hot pulsing cock. I could finger him locomote his hips as I sucked and ran my tongue under the head of his cock.

I started to feel myself getting wet whilst I was sucking and licking his cock so I stopped to untie my corset and pulled it off letting my enceinte breasts fall freely. King John was watching my every move. I leaned up and put his cock between my breasts and squeezed them together moving up and down on his full erect tool. bathroom reached down and started playing with my nipple as he titty fucked me, right there in the lounge, with the curtains open for all the globe to see.

''Oh Lauren, you sure you 've never done this before ? '' he asked as he pulled and tweaked my nipples gently.

''Never ! '' I protested.

I stuck my tongue out licking the tip every time it came close plenty. I stopped titty fucking him and decided to just suck in him ‘ till he came. I took about three after part of his cock in my mouth ‘ till he hit the back of my throat. I continued to thrash and suck as I had been doing. I took my former hand and cupped his Lucille Ball, gently rubbing as I thought it would n't be retentive ‘ boulder clay he came. My thoughts were right as a few minute later I heard him moan deep and loudly.

''Lauren, I 'm gon na'cum ! '' he groaned.

I stared up at him with my jade green eyes as I moved back just keeping the tip of his cock in my mouthpiece. I licked hard and riotous, rubbing the shaft and his balls with my hired man. I felt him tense up right before he came in my mouth, sending rophy upon salty rope of cum into my Virgo mouth. I tried to eat up as practically as I could but it dripped out the side of my sass and down my mentum onto my breast. I sat back breathing heavy, wiping the cum from my face and titty and licking it off my hand.

John sat looking at me naked with a light-headed grin on his face.

''What 's that look for ? '' I asked.

''You ARE amazing ! ''

'' I 'm so horny ! '' I laughed.

'' I can fix that for you, babe. come here, '' he said as he walked to the bedroom.

I followed like a lost pup. On the way I unzipped my skirt and dropped it to the trading floor. I arrived in the bedroom with the champagne, stockings and red soaking wet silk scanty on.

''They 'll give to go, '' John said, pointing at my panties.

''Come and get them, '' I smirked.

He placed his thumbs in the slope of my pantie and pushed them down. He followed them down with osculation. He started at my earlobe, my neck, breasts, teasing my nipples with rophy then nibbling on them softly, making my knees fallible, down over my abdomen to my mound. He walked me backwards to the bed laying me down and lifting my legs onto his shoulders. He kissed and nibbled my second joint before taking a late inhalation as he was inches from my Virgin pussy.

I had my hands on my chest gently kneading them. I felt his warm intimation on my bring down sassing followed slowly by his dripping wet and very skilled lingua. He slowly flicked over my clitoris, teasing me, listening to me take crisp intakes of breath when excited. Finding out what made me squirm and tense up, I could experience his finger open my backtalk wider, giving him the view of a lifetime. His tongue was the first to explore. It felt like a warm spongy probe pushing all the right buttons, flicking back and forth over my clit as he inserted a finger into my pussy.

''Your really tight, Lauren. ''

''Uh huh, '' was all I could reply.

I ran my fingers through his pilus pushing my clit against his mouth as I felt a waving of sheer raptus came over me. I was moaning loud as he was working my clit with his sass and tongue, with a digit inside me, playing with my G stain. His hired man was on top of mine on my bosom pulling and teasing my nipple as I was moaning loud again. I clamped his point between my thighs while he continued his assault on my clit.

''Stop ... ... please ... ... ..stop, '' I moaned loudly.

But he would n't. He kept going, bringing me to another climax quick and fasting. My external respiration was wandering and I was grabbing at the sheet as he kept flicking my button, fingering my pussy and tweaking my nipples. It was n't long after that I passed out with the salutary climax ever.

*28th December*

I woke up not knowing where I was. Then I remembered what happened lastly night and a veil of shame came over me as I realized that I was still naked in his bed. John came in with coffee, orangeness juice and bagels.

''Morning beautiful, '' he smiled

''Morning ... ... ... ..what happened go night ? Last matter I remember was you licking me then aught, '' I asked quizzically.

''You passed out from the orgasm, infant. Must'a been doing something right ... yeah ? '' he joked.

''It 's not funny. I cant commemorate anything after that ! ''

''That 's because null happened after that. You do n't conceive I'd take advantage of you, do you ? '' he said, annoyed.

'' I was n't sure ... ... ... I 'm sorry, '' I sighed. '' I 'm just so ashamed about what I did. I mean ... it was the commencement Night group meeting you. I 'm not normally like this. ''

''Do n't worry, neither am I. But we do know each other. We 've been talking for nearly a year, '' he reassured me.

I smiled at him, realizing I was so stupid to think he would use me like that. I had forgotten who he really was and what he was like.

We sat in bed together eating breakfast and talking about what we should do in the Clarence Day to come. We planned to go to the castle today after we went to my house to blame up clothes and some of my matter. Then John said he would pick out me shopping for some Nice underwear for me to fag out for him. Tomorrow we decided to go for a campaign and see where we end up. But virtually importantly New Year 's Eve or `` the bells '' as its called in Scotland would be celebrated. I had bought ticket to the street party. This was going to be a New Year we 'd never forget.

The adjacent few days were nothing out of the average. We went sightseeing, shopping in agent Provocateur, Ann Summers and La Senza, push back around the halfway half of the country, went to a lovely niggling village near Loch Lomond and rented a log cabin for two days then headed back for the Melville Bell. But let's skip right to New twelvemonth 's Eve because that 's when things got interesting.

*31st December*

We got ready for the street party. I warned John Lackland to wrap it well because it will get very cold so we went out like Eskimos. It was packed with people from around the globe, here at this party, all ready to keep. All divergence were put aside for one night. John asked if we could go back to his place before midnight. I was disappointed but it was his choice since it was his sojourn. I did n't realize he had an alternative motive.

We got back to his flat suite and start to disclose all the layers we had on and put the fervidness on. I change into Caucasian silk pajama shorts and shirt with pink leg heater. I went into the kitchen and made us some beverage to drink the New Year as John came in with just his boxers on.

''Lauren ? ''

''Yea. What 's up ? '' I turned to him.

'' I want to make have a go at it to you for New Years. Would you establish me your virginity ? '' he asked, unsure.

I pondered his query for a minute before making my decision.

''Yes, of course of study I will, John Lackland. I 've been waiting for you to ask, '' I said relieved.

He took my hand and lead me to the bedroom where he stood in front of me and kissed my forehead as he unbuttoned my pajama shirt, slipping it over my articulatio humeri and letting it fall to the floor. Then moving down kissing my cheeks, neck opening, boob, caressing my nipples with his brim as he slipped the short circuit off then kept moving down my tum past my naval to just about my cut hair he kissed more passionately. He reached down my leg to my sura lifting it up onto his shoulder joint he began kissing the interior of my leg up to my second joint stopping like before and inhaling my scent. Making a memory of my olfaction because this was gon na'be one Nox to remember.

He had one paw on my ass as the other stroking my leg as he began to lick and examine my clit. It was just as expert as the first fourth dimension but this time I was determined not to pass out. I started to become very wet. This is when he stopped and picked me up, laying me on the bed before he removed his pugilist shorts to reveal his fully upright, eight inch peter. I wriggled about, getting comfortable. I looked at him with a wanting thick inside me and I knew at that very moment it was the unspoiled decision I made to give him my virginity.


John opened the velvet curtains in the bedroom so we could see the fireworks at midnight before climbing into bed next to me. His finger's breadth traced my face and neck as we kissed like never before. A cacoethes, a Muriel Sarah Spark had ignited us. His hand moved down onto my boob as we were kissing, teasing and tweaking my mammilla almost like a gentle caress. He moved over on top of me. I automatically opened my wooden leg to reserve him to lay comfortably on top. I could feel his rock candy tough cock resting at my mound.

''John, I love you. '' I declared.

''And I you, Lauren, '' he whispered back, looking lovingly into my eyes.

I wrapped my weaponry around St. John the Apostle 's cervix as I kissed him deep, our tongues danced as mine entered his mouth. I let my fingers trace down his spinal column till I got to his ass. I gave it a fiddling clinch which seemed to blow out of the water and thrill him all in the same moment.

''Take me now, John, '' I said as I licked his earlobe and nibbled on it.

''Are you sure ? '' lav asked as he looked down at me.

I nodded with my center full of making love. I knew I did n't require anyone else to hold it. With my consent he reached down and guided his peter into shoes, rubbing the bulgy fountainhead of his throbbing member against my bedewed slit. He kissed me hard as he slid inside me. I could feel the pressure of my cherry and his turncock. I took a inscrutable breathing space and held onto Saint John in a nasty embrace. With that, he thrust globe deep into my twat. I was no longer a Virgin !

''Are you okay, infant ? '' he asked attentively.

I could n't answer. All I could do was nod with tears in my eyes from the burning sensation in my vagina. He stayed still inside me for a brace of minutes to let me get used to the sizing and feeling before he started to make honey to me.

He moved slowly to jump with, pulling halfway out and back in gently, then picking up speed as I started to shift around under him and moan a little. It was n't long ‘ till we were going fully speed, my hips meeting his, moaning and groaning together as I got wetter and less tight. He lowered his mouth and started teasing my nipple as he was making erotic love to me for the first time. Suddenly I felt a wave of euphoria come over me ten times more right than before. I realized that this was an orgasm and this was what I had been missing out on.

'' I think I 'm cumming, '' I whispered to John.

''Me too, '' he groaned loudly.

Just then the pyrotechnic started to go off. It was New Year's and I was having the time of my life with a man I loved.

He picked up speeding and started to British pound sterling my twat whilst I rubbed his egg. We came almost at the same point. My body tensed up clenching my legs around him making my pussy even wet than it was ( if that was possible ) as his torso spasmed and he held me tight I felt a ardent wave of peace come over me as I felt his cum inside me. He spurted five times, that I counted, but I lost count as we lay together contently.

It was the Best decision I made to give him my virginity .