IRL
Caleb and Sofia met through an online writing forum. They both loved writing filthy smut in their free time. Caleb had been around the forum for a few months. He read Sofia’s first story she submitted about a wizard with a magical staff that could only cast sexy spells and was blown away. The humor, the atmosphere, the sex. He was caught up in the whirlwind of her words.
The two of them began chatting casually—exchanging writing tips and talking about life. The sexual awkwardness already behind them after having laid out their thoughts, ideas, and turn-ons for all to see in their stories, they started having a purely digital sexual relationship. They masturbated over video chat, sexted, and sent each other sex toys. After a few months, they considered themselves an exclusive couple.
There was only one problem: Caleb lived in England, Sofia in Canada. An ocean away and plane tickets not falling out of the sky, it wasn’t exactly an easy thing for them to see each other in real life.
Half-joking, half-serious, they got into an argument about who would make the other come faster. Caleb insisted his pussy-eating skills were superb. She told him he didn’t stand a chance, that her handjobs were the stuff of legend, her being a professional masseuse and all.
“Fine,” Caleb said, sure of himself and his tongue. “There’s only one way to settle this. When are you free for a visit? I’m buying the ticket right now.” Sofia told him a weekend that worked for her, but she wasn’t sure how serious he was until he forwarded her the flight info.
Sofia drove to the airport, struggling to keep the wheel steady because of her nerves. A man stood by the exit doors of the pick-up area, holding a small duffle. His hair was pushed to the side, and he was shivering in the cold Vancouver air. Sofia stopped her car in front of him and rolled down the passenger-side window.
“Looking for a ride, sexy?”
His face lit up, and he ran toward the car. “Sofia!” He got into the passenger’s seat. “It’s great to meet you in person, finally.”
They embraced and kissed—first an awkward peck and then immediately onto intense making out. Airport security walked up to the car and said through the still open window, “Ma’am, we need you to keep traffic flowing.”
“Sorry,” they both said.
“Embarrassing…” Sofia said in a high pitch voice.
“He liked it, I could tell.”
They both laughed. What could have been awkward was immediately natural, much to the relief of both of them. She raised the window and drove home, Caleb holding her right hand while she drove with the other.
“Your place is both the same and completely different than it looks on camera.”
“Same goes for you, babe. Honestly, I think you’re sexier in person, but I may be biased.”
“Goes for you too,” he said, winking.
They made out in her kitchen, their hands glued to each other after months of only imagining what it felt like.
“Let’s settle what you came here for,” Sofia said.
“I’m ready when you are.”
They stripped off each other’s clothes. Caleb ran his hand along her thigh while he kissed her nipple. Sofia began stroking his cock.
“You weren’t lying about your handiwork, wow.” Caleb could barely concentrate as Sofia pumped his cock, alternating her speed and grip.
He managed to get himself together enough to spin around to get his head near her crotch. He kissed her thighs while he ran a finger between her lips. “You’re soaking wet,” he said.
“Well, I guess I’m just really turned on.”
“I hope you’re ready to lose.”
Caleb stuffed his face into her pussy, kissing her clit. He sucked on it ever so gently and circled it with his tongue. Sofia, distracted, loosened her grip on his cock. Taking a break to catch his breath, he used his finger, alternating between rubbing her clit and fingering her.
“There’s no way I’ll lose. You’re almost there, I can tell,” Sofia said. With renewed vigor, she took him in her mouth and wrapped her index finger and thumb around the base of his cock. Working him with her tongue, lips, and hand simultaneously, he retaliated the only way he knew how: he ate her out as if his life depended on it.
Sofia couldn’t blow him simultaneously, it was too much to handle. She gave up on anything more than a few strokes.
“No, no, no! Y-y-yes! Yes! Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” She moaned.
He didn’t stop.
Sofia’s whole body shook as she orgasmed. Caleb kept using his tongue as she came, slowing down as she did.
When Sofia came back to reality, he spun around and kissed her. “I’m glad that’s behind us now,” he said, laughing.
“But… how? You, you sat on the plane for over ten hours with nothing to do but think of us having sex.”
“There are no rules against jerking off in the plane loo,” Caleb said as he kissed her forehead.
With so much sex to make up for, they didn’t leave Sofia’s apartment until it was time for Caleb to return to the airport.