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She described it as "a furry little bunny with a little pink nose"...A couple of years ago I met Sara on the internet. She lives and goes to school about an hour from where I live and is a full-scholarship physics major. During our many e-mails which led to phone conversations, she described herself as 20 years old, blond and blue, 5'4" tall, 120 lbs. It was obvious during our conversations that she was intelligent, articulate and had a good sense of humor.Our e-mails and conversations became increasingly intimate, detailed and explicit (not to mention orgasmic) and it quickly became apparent that she is quite sexual, having had several male lovers, starting at age 15, as well as two bi experiences. She masturbates daily, often more than once a day, using her hands/fingers and various scented oils. She is quite adventurous sexually and, as was later to prove true, quite uninhibited. She told me that she partially trims her rather sparse pubic hair so that her lips are totally shaved, leaving just a small tuft of silken hair on the upper portion of her mound. She described her pussy as looking like "a furry little bunny with a little pink nose," a description which will be of importance later in this story.Sara told me that she had a fantasy involving "an older guy" (a category for which I qualified, considering that she is only 20). She wouldn't share with me the details of this fantasy, other than to tell me that it would be a "one time thing" and I'd have to meet her in person to find out, an invitation I was more than eager to accept; we made a date for a few days hence. In anticipation of our date, she asked me what I'd like her to wear and I figured that I had nothing to lose and everything to gain by specifying an outfit. I asked her to wear a t-shirt, no bra, short denim skirt, no panties, bare legs and sandals. She wouldn't promise, but did tell me that she'd "think about it."At the appointed time, I was waiting for her in the bar of a local hotel, a place that was a hang-out for the college kids. I didn't know quite what to expect, but I anticipated an interesting evening. When she walked into the bar and over to my table I almost spilled my drink. The one thing she hadn't told me was that she was absolutely gorgeous. Long blond hair, very fair complexion, big blue eyes and a face that was cheerleader-cute. A very sexy girl-next-door image. And she was wearing....a t-shirt (under which I could detect no sign of a bra), short denim skirt, bare legs and sandals. Her first words to me were, "Like the outfit?" I quickly acknowledged that I did, indeed, like it and was, of course, quite curious as to whether she was wearing panties. "You'll have to wait to find out if it's exactly as you specified," she teased and it was quickly apparent that my hopes and fantasies for an interesting evening were not going to be in vain.The very first thing she did upon sitting down was to reach into her purse, telling me "I brought you something," whereupon she presented me with a small stuffed animal....a furry little bunny with a little pink nose. My reaction to this was to become very close to being an ambulance case - this girl loved to tease and was quite obviously enjoying herself immensely.We quickly left the bar for dinner at a place she picked, which turned out to have great food and a casual ambience. We laughed and talked and teased each other throughout dinner, having a wonderful time. I tried a couple of times to get her to tell me what her fantasy was, but her only response was to smile and tell me that "we're doing it right now" and that I should just be patient.After dinner we went to my car (thankfully a Lincoln Town Car with lots of room) and she directed me to drive this way and that until we were parked next to the river which runs through the middle of the college campus. At her direction, we got out of the car and strolled along the wooded sidewalk and then sat down on a park bench close by a street light. The light was dim, but had anybody been within 100 feet, they would've had a good view of what was going on.She immediately turned to me, put her arms around me and kissed me, deeply and passionately, virtually climbing all over me. It didn't take long for me to discover that she was, indeed, not wearing a bra. Her breasts, medium-sized, were firm and her nipples, now engorged, were the size of strawberries, a very pale pink in color (I had her t-shirt raised and was kissing and sucking them at her urging). To say that she was passionate would be an understatement. It was if she hadn't been near a man in years and there was no need nor desire on her part for me to take it slow and easy. Her hand was on my cock almost immediately, followed quickly by her taking it out of my pants and then, somewhat to my surprise, she bent down and took it into her mouth, her hand stroking it at the same time.I, of course, was not exactly passive during this experience and I was soon to discover that she had followed my instructions concerning her outfit exactly. Although a bit awkward, I did manage to get my hand between her thighs to explore her extremely-wet cunt, which, as she had told me, was quite bare except for just a small patch of hair. Her cunt was not only wet, it was extremely tight and muscular - she had previously told me that she was a gymnast and "did exercises to keep every part in good shape."By now I was about out of my mind with lust despite the public location. It was still fairly early in the evening and I did have some fleeting thoughts of being discovered by the campus cops, but my anxiety was tempered by her continuing and quite expert ministrations to my hard cock."I want you to fuck me, now, right here," she murmured, moving herself onto my lap and very quickly and expertly rolling a condom onto my engorged cock. "I want your cock up my cunt," she whispered, urgently, as she lowered herself upon me. "Fuck me, fuck me hard," she demanded, beginning to ride my shaft. Nothing at all slow about this girl - she wanted sex tonight and I was her most eager and willing "accommodator." Her "dirty talk" was a bit of a surprise and very much a turn-on.We were fucking with wild abandon, my cock deep within her, her t-shirt around her neck, my hands and mouth on her nipples. "Don't cum yet," she told me in a voice that was almost pleading, "tell me when you're getting close." I've always been able to delay my orgasm but tonight was giving my will power a real test. Yet she was fucking me as if she wanted to bring me to the brink quickly and she was achieving success. "I'm close now," I moaned, at which she instantly slid off of me and knelt between my thighs, pulled off the condom and taking my cock again into her mouth, stroking it with one hand while she fingered herself with the other. After just a minute or two she looked up at me and, in a commanding voice, said "NOW!", and took my cock deeply into her mouth. This was the "trigger" and I came, shooting a huge load of cum into her mouth and throat. She was moaning loudly, my cock still in her mouth, as she experienced what certainly seemed to be an explosive orgasm that continued for quite some time, her entire body convulsing and shaking, accompanied by increasingly-loud moans.When we had finally returned to earth, she sat beside me and kissed me tenderly. I suggested that we go to a nearby motel and get a room. "No," she responded, "let's go to the car," which we did, stopping to kiss deeply and grop each other every few feet.When we got in the car, she turned to me and told me, in her soft voice, "I'm not finished with you yet - I hope you can get it up again." Just the thought of more sex with her was enough to bring about the desired response as she put her hand in my lap. "Take it out, I want to see it" she told me, which, of course I did. "Turn on the lights, I want to see it good," was her next demand and, again, I willingly complied, my cock standing tall as she looked at it closely."Do you want to see me?" she asked, lifting her t-shirt at the same time, exposing her perfect breasts. "Of course," I told her, bending to kiss each swollen nipple. "How about my cunt, do you want to see my cunt?" "Yes," I managed to croak, and she turned sideways in the seat, her back against the door, as she raised her skirt and spread her thighs, one foot on top of the dash board, the other over the seat back."Look at my cunt, I want you to look at my cunt," she told me, almost as if she were pleading with me to look. She reached down and spread her lips, revealing pink inner lips and, as promised, "a little pink nose." She was rubbing her clit and sliding her finger in and out of her cunt as she said this. "Jack yourself off for me, I want to watch you jack off," she moaned and I was only to happy to comply."Do it, do it, DO IT!" she said, over and over again, her words in rhythm with my stroking hand, her hands busily stimulating her breast and clit. "Tell me when you're ready to come."Despite my having shot a huge load just a brief time before, I felt another orgasm approaching and murmured, "I'm getting close," whereupon she positioned herself so that she was on her hands and knees, sideways on the seat, her face inches from my cock, her hand still busy between her legs. "Cum, go ahead cum, I want to see you cum," she was moaning as I felt myself rapidly approaching the point of no return."NOW!" I almost shouted as my load of thick, white cum began to spurt out of my cock. The first spurt landed on my belly, then her mouth was on my cock as my hand continued to stroke and pump out spurt after spurt. Again she was moaning loudly, my cock in her mouth as her both was consumed by her orgasm.Totally drained now, we sat side by side, gently kissing and touching."That was great," she told me. "I love to masturbate with a guy and I've always wanted to suck him just as he started to cum." I agreed that it was, indeed, great. She went on to tell me that "talking dirty, really nasty, is a big turn-on." That had become obvious and was very much a turn-on for me as well."Do you like my cunt?" she asked, after we had rested for at least a half-hour, raising her skirt to give me another look. "Love it," I responded, whereupon she spread her legs and started playing with her clit again. "Let me see your cock again," was her next request and I dutifully took it out of my pants."Oh, he's still resting," she observed. "Guess we'll have to do something about that, won't we?" she teased, immediately bending over me and flicking it with her tongue. I was doubtful about an encore after two draining performances, but her lips and tongue convinced me that another round was indeed possible. She knew instinctively what to do to breath life into my dormant dick and in minutes it was ready to go. It took her about 5 seconds to roll another condom on."Now let's fuck good," she said as she moved onto my lap again, my cock sliding easily into her wet, muscular cunt. "Fuck me now, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, just fuck me," she repeated over and over again as she moved up and down on my cock. "Suck my tits and fuck my cunt, I want you to fuck me hard, REALLY HARD." Her voice was rising and her head was literally bouncing off of the top of the car as she rode me, totally abandoned in her lust. I, too, was overcome by passion and we fucked and fucked and fucked, my cock slamming in and out of her."Yes, like that, hard, fuck me hard, fuck me up my cunt, up my cunt, up my CUNT! Do it, fuck me, HARD." Over and over repeated these words, moaning, shouting, writhing on my cock as I held her close and licked and sucked her nipples."I'm going to cum, oh, yes, I'm gonna CUM, fuck me now, fuck me, fuck my cunt, FUCK ME," and with these screams she was in a fury of passion and I could feel the spasms of her cunt as she reached an overwhelming orgasm, causing me to explode inside of her."Yes, yes, YES! Shoot your cum in me, shoot it in my CUNT!" she yelled, loud enough to wake the dead, as I came. "I feel it, I feel it, I feel it in me, oh, yes, cum in me," she moaned, her cunt muscles grasping my cock, milking it, squeezing it, making my orgasm so intense that I almost lost consciousness. It was as if the condom didn't exist.Eventually, when we could move no more, totally exhausted, we slowly disengaged and after resting for a few minutes, it was time to take her home. We talked little on the short drive and when we arrived she gave me a deep kiss and thanked me for "being part of" her fantasy. I asked when I could see her again, wanting many more such evenings.To my total and utter disappointment, she told me "We won't be seeing each other again. That's part of the fantasy. Doing it with an older guy, a stranger, on the campus and never seeing each other again." And we haven't. We still e-mail occasionally, and I have subtly (and not-so-subtly) suggested a replay but no luck. Yet, I have the memory, one that will last forever.

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