Casual Encounter

Today's post is extra special. I receive user emails and most of them come from Asian men. I love reading fan mail. However, I have a real treat today. I happened upon a wonderful story from a white female. There is also a sexy pic at the bottom to add some spice.

I like to thank this female fan and her amazing writing skills. Let's all give her some props in the comments and inspire user submissions. Better have some tissue handy, this story is very hot!
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From what I've heard, Craigslist is full of spam and fake people, and it's unusual to actually find anything fulfilling with a normal, decent person. However, I'm a very unusual girl. For starters, I'm a white woman with red hair and a fiery personality to match. What is not typical (apparently) is that I love Asian guys. I'd had some encounters on CL before; some good and some not so good, but I was always searching for that person who would be my perfect sexual match. This story is about that person and the most amazing sex I've ever had in my life.

I answered his post thinking the whole time that he wouldn't really be into me. He was tall and athletic and yummy-looking, and guys like that typically don't seem to go for soft, curvy, tall redheads with freckles. So I thought. The moment we started emailing it was nonstop: photos, erotic (not sleazy) chat, then texting. The best part was that he was just like me- bored sexually. And he'd never been with a white girl. We finally arranged a meeting.

I wore tights and a miniskirt and heels, with a silk shirt and sweater. I wanted to be sexy but not give him easy access (something I had learned from other CL experiences). I walked in and got my coffee, then sat down to wait. Then I saw him, and -Oh my God.- He was so much hotter than his pics. He smiled at me and our eyes met.

It was like, I don't know... Electricity,magnetism, primal instinct. If you have ever experienced powerful sexually chemistry (and this was only the second time in my life I ever had) then you know how much trouble I was in. As we slid into the booth on opposite sides, our eyes stayed locked. I'm pretty sure his gaze mirrored mine; hungry, lustful, yearning.

We talked politely about our spouses, expectations, etc. He was so fucking hot, and nice too, which is rare. I'd been with Asians before that were kind of stuck-up but he was so down to earth. All the while I could feel the wetness between my legs and I knew I was getting flushed from the lust that was coursing through me the whole time. I just couldn't believe how much I wanted him!

I think he felt it too, because he was looking at me so eagerly, and also approving. I know I was definitely giving him bedroom eyes right back. All I could think about was tearing his clothes off. It was like this raw, intense desire between us, like he was going to take me right there on the table. And I would have begged for it. But we kept on talking normally, somehow.
I should add that despite my extracurricular activities, having sex on the first date is something I just -don't do.- No matter how hot he is, how nice, how anything. I have to have limits! So this whole experience was very unnerving; like my entire being was just -craving- for this tall, dark, handsome man to just fuck me senseless.

One of us mentioned going somewhere private, and even though I told myself we could just kiss, etc etc... I knew I would end up fucking him. It was like I had no say in the matter at all. I just wanted him more than I'd ever wanted anyone else in my life... To possess me, to enter me, to own my body and make me his slut... It was unreal.

He drove a stick shift, which I think is hot anyways, and the sexual tension between us in the car was incredible. I've never felt anything so intense. He had his hand on my thigh and just that little touch made me gasp with desire. I don't know how we made it to that parking lot.

Ready, set, go! The minute he put the car in park and pulled the brake, we were all over each other; barely speaking, just moaning and whimpering and saying things like "oh God" and "you're so hot" "I want you" and that kind of thing. It was like we were on another planet. Nothing else existed in the world. I couldn't get enough of his smooth, light-tan skin and lithe frame. I wanted my mouth everywhere on him. I'm addicted to Asian men, and he had every feature that I craved.

We crawled in the backseat and continued. We kept pulling at each other's clothing, and he got there first. He smiled when he put his nicely tanned hands on my pale, creamy cleavage, quickly followed by his mouth. I moaned and leaned back to let him orally worship my tits and suck my soft pink nipples until they were the size and color of pencil erasers. Then we kissed some more, and my eager hands felt for his belt, unbuckled it blindly, and we both rushed to pull his pants down.

When I saw his swollen cock straining against the thin fabric of his boxer briefs, I almost lost it. All I wanted to do was jump on him and ride that throbbing meat... But I felt it was his turn for some worship... I put my hot, wet mouth right on the cloth, sucking his cock through the material. His loud moan of pleasurable shock spurred me on, and I couldn't wait anymore- I pulled down the shorts and got busy.

Oh, his cock was nice... On the larger side with a curve to it, and thick. When I stretched my cushy lips over it, I was in heaven and so was he. I love sucking cock, and I'm sure he could tell. I slathered his shaft with saliva and suckled every hard, twitching inch. He buried his hands in my hair, gasping and moaning while I lavished that huge dick. I kept a firm, sucking grip on it with my mouth as I moaned my enjoyment. I licked and sucked his balls, too, then returned to swallow his cock until the head hit the back of my throat and I thought he was going to lose his mind. He made me stop and then stuck his finger inside my hungry little pussy. When he pulled it out, I grabbed his hand and brought his fingers to my mouth, sucking and licking them clean. All the while, I was looking right into those liquid brown eyes of his with my deep emerald ones. With that stare, I was trying to tell him without words how much I wanted him.

Which was so much that I couldn't stand it. All my senses, everything in me was craving his cock inside me, more than anything I'd ever felt before. He spread my legs and just stared at the apex of my thighs, breathing heavily, and then he positioned himself above me, in between them. That cocky Asian stud actually told me to beg for it, and I knew I didn't have to do that, I knew that he wanted me just as much, but I couldn't wait another second. So I begged, please, yes, oh God yes, anything just fuck me right now...

When I felt his engorged knob push against my tight little pussy (and I'm not just saying that) I felt like I was going to pass out from lust. I arched my back and squirmed my hips in desperation, and he finally pushed it in.

It was like... Coming home, or dying and going to heaven, or being on another planet. For both of us, I know, because it wouldn't have felt so surreal otherwise. It filled up my hot, wet hole and the friction and pressure of it stretching my inner walls as far as they would go made me actually scream out loud. He was groaning and saying sexy things to me, and he looked so excited and ecstatic.

The whole time I was completely in my element, and slippery wet. I whimpered when he grabbed my crimson curls and forced my head back to expose my slender white throat. He grazed me with his lips and murmured things against my hot skin. It was so primal and raw, just hard and fast fucking. Whenever I opened my eyes to watch him pump in and out of me, he looked like he couldn't believe sex could feel that good. And I was thinking the same thing... How could his cock feel so amazing inside me? How could it just feel so... So -right- in the backseat of his car, so natural?

He just -pounded- my pussy, and every time he went in balls-deep, I cried out in pleasurable pain. I loved it so much and couldn't get enough. Finally, I screamed out his name over and over again as beads of sweat on his brow were dripping down onto my flushed chest and face. I clenched my pussy tight around his shaft and just milked his cock as hard as I could; I didn't want it to end.

Somehow it did, and we lay there, him on top of me, sweaty and exhausted and amazed. I was vaguely aware of the gushing wetness underneath me, and I was also aware that I had just experienced the best fuck of my entire life. And it wasn't the last time, but I think I'm going to have to go play with myself now after reliving that encounter, so the next story will just have to wait.

Below is a picture of the outfit I wore to that first date.

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