Meeting Through Xhamster – A Gushingly True StoryI have been on and off Xhamster for the past few years, under two different profiles. I had never met anyone in that time as I was convinced I was unattractive to any woman who might be on here. I swapped messages with ladies, shared videos, pictures and stories that might turn each other on, but that was as far as it went. But you never know what might happen…I began chatting to a lovely lady that I’ll call Suzanne (not her real name). She was based in the Cotswolds, was married but was open to meeting men and women for sex. Our conversations became more intense, our swapped videos of porn turned us on, then she started sending me pics of herself, in various poses, naked, playing with herself, she was truly gorgeous and about 20 years younger than me and I couldn’t believe my luck. But was she for real? She then requested pics of my cock. Now despite being on this site and swapping pics and ideas for ages I had never taken a cock self portrait – and trust me folks, it’s not as easy as you think! But I did it and sent her the picture, and she was even more interested. She sent me a beautiful video taken on her phone of her licking and biting her own nipples. Such a turn on. We had to meet now.Our first effort to meet was postponed due to work problems for her. I am self employed and therefore much more flexible about what I do, where I go etc. But two weeks further on, we were good to go. I was working near Oxford and we agreed to meet at a hotel on the city outskirts. I booked a room, did my days work and with pounding heart and wobbly legs arrived at the hotel and booked in. I texted Suzanne and told her I was at the hotel. She informed me she would be there in about an hour and a half, enough time for me to have a shower and freshen up. Sometime later I wandered out to the front of the hotel and it’s big impressive driveway, when I saw a female figure approaching. It was Suzanne. How I hoped and prayed that in the next few seconds she didn’t vomit, scream and sprint back towards the taxi that had brought her along, but luckily for me she didn’t. She was, and still is, a beautiful young lady. Long flowing brunette hair, big sensuous brown eyes, lovely big breasts and a sensational curvaceous figure. We said “hello” to each other, and had a chaste peck on the cheek. We sat on a veranda out the back of the hotel and I bought a bottle of wine, and we began chatting. It was fun, relaxed, we laughed a lot and got on well. Next we moved into the dining room and sat in a small secluded table at the back of the restaurant. We had finished the first bottle of wine and had moved onto a second. Suzanne türbanlı samsun escort suddenly leant forward. “I am very drunk now…” she whispered. “I get very horny when I am drunk..” I sipped my wine with my heart jumping in my chest. This was virtually the first indication of any sexual promise and it thrilled me. “Good” I whispered back. “Are you wet?” I asked. She nodded almost imperceptibly, but I could see her squirming in her chair, and she shivered in an almost orgasmic way as I looked deeply into her eyes. “Touch your nipples..” I asked her. She shook her head with a cheeky grin on her face. “Go on..!” I urged her. She made as if the brush one of her long tresses of hair from her breasts, but on looking closely I saw her stroke her nipple. She shuddered again, orgasmically. She leant forward. “I want you to lick my cunt and fuck me now.” She whispered, but loud enough for the elderly couple on the table behind us to hear. I hoped they did. We finished the meal, I paid by card and stood up from the table. I helped Suzanne to her feet and we walked out to the hotel reception, then down the long corridor towards our room. I placed my hand upon her big curvaceous buttocks as she walked. “I like that” she said. My cock was throbbing by now and I was so excited I was feeling as if I would burst.We got to the room – I slipped the electric key in and pushed the door open. “Can I kiss you now..?” I asked. She nodded silently. Immediately our lips were locked together, tongues entwining, softly at first, but with passion increasing. We almost fell into the room, still kissing passionately, my hands squeezing her buttocks.”I want you to be my Uncle, I’ll be your dirty niece..” she hissed. She took my hand and pushed it down to the leggings she was wearing. Her crotch was soaked, right through the material of her panties and leggings. I kissed her again and reached up to cup her magnificent breasts. I started to undress her, lifting her top up over her head, her breasts were in a beautiful bottle green silky bra, I unclasped it and let them spill out. They were magnificent. Large, pendulous, but beautiful with big hard pink nipples that liked softly played with, I leant down and kissed and bit her nipples, she gasped and held the back of my head. “I love you sucking my tits, Uncle…” she breathed. I slid my hand inside her sopping wet panties and slipped my finger inside her pussy. It was the juiciest wettest pussy I had ever encountered, almost like someone had left a tap on! Two of my big fingers slipped up inside her with ultimate ease and I started to finger fuck her. She moaned, türbanlı samsun escort bayan gasped and leant heavily on me as her knees buckled slightly, before looking at me once again deeply with her doe like eyes and we kissed once more in a fabulous vacuum like encounter.I pushed Suzanne back on the bed, peeled the soaked leggings down her legs and off, then I removed her panties, wet through with her juices, before pushing them into her mouth. I then went down on her, running my tongue over her shaven pubic mound, pushing her thighs open, and sliding my tongue down over her swollen throbbing clit, then deep up into her wet open cunt. The effect was electric, she arched her back and clamped her thighs either side of my head. Her hands scrabbled at the back of my head, running her long fingers through my hair. I licked deep down round her sweet asshole, slipping a finger into her, then lapped up over her cunt again. She ground her cunt into my face, covering my lips and beard with her sweet tangy juices. I moved back up her body and kissed her passionately again, she savoured the taste of her own cunt on my lips and mouth. I pushed her legs open wider, and rubbed my swollen cock head up and down her soaking wet cunt lips. I slipped inside her with ease, and she moaned as my cock thrust into her deeply. She humped back at me immediately and urged me on to breed her. The use of that word turned me on immensely, and when she then started saying “breed me, uncle. Breed your niece…” was almost too much. I fucked her deeply, with intense eye contact. I slapped her nipples with my open hands, and she gasped and smiled with each slap. She did an amazing thing with her cunt, when my cock was deep inside her she sort of rippled the muscles inside her, feeling almost like soft fingers running over the head of my cock. She then squeezed me hard with her cunt muscles and reached down to squeeze my balls. I wanted to make this last and pulled out of her. I slipped another finger up her asshole, which made her moan a bit louder. “Finger fuck my cunt…” she urged, so I did, sliding my fingers into her willing wet pussy… “Faster…” she urged in a guttural lust filled voice. Who was I to argue, and I complied. She began bucking and moaning, rocketing towards a big climax. Then as she started climaxing the most amazing thing happened – she gushed. And wow – so much. There was a jet of hot salty liquid coursing up my upper arm and spraying across the bed as she climaxed loudly next to me, swearing loudly. I looked in amazement at my soaked arm and Suzanne gasping for breath on the bed. “Wow!” was türbanlı escort samsun all I managed before the pair of us dissolved into fits of giggles. I had only ever experienced a gush once before, when my previous GF (as seen in the pictures on my profile squeezing her nipple) had once cum ferociously as I played with her cunt and clit and a tiny spatter of liquid had sprayed across my hands. But comparing that to this event was like comparing a local duck pond to the Atlantic Ocean.And so the evening progressed, deep fucking, me licking her sweet wet shaven cunt, then finger fucking her hard and fast, almost fisting her, until her cunt would shudder, she would scream out expletives and then a jet of hot salty liquid would gush out of her cunt and soak into the bed. I lost count of the number of times I made her gush. As we lay in each others arms a bit later, we joked about how soaked the bed now was – and who the poor git was who would have to change the covers tomorrow. Suzanne then slipped down the bed and sucked my cock into her mouth. She also gave the most amazing deep throat I had ever experienced. This woman had no gag reflex at all. When we had been ferociously fucking earlier, she wanted me to be rough with her, so I had grabbed her by the throat as I pounded her cunt, then I slipped some fingers into her mouth, and she just swallowed my hand! Almost completely – it was an amazing feat.I made her cum so many times that evening and then I came myself – hard and fiercely, spraying my cum over her big pendulous tits and sensitive nipples. The evening had been everything I had wanted it to be, and more. Suzanne moved to get dressed she had to be home to her husband, the lucky man. When she had just her panties on, I stood behind her and slid my fingers back into her cunt. “YES!” She shouted straight away. I finger fucked her hard and fast, pushing her face against the wall, grabbing her hair and pulling hard, making her head snap back. Her hips bucked and twitched, she screamed filth at me, and then with a bigger scream than I had heard all night, her knees buckled and once more she gushed deeply from her soaking wet cunt, soaking her panties and into the carpet. She leaned against the wall gasping for breath, her hair sticking to her face with sweat. I kissed her neck and stroked her buttocks. “You are a wicked, wicked Uncle…” she breathed. After dressing and tidying ourselves up we walked out to the hotel reception. It was about midnight. She ordered a taxi on her mobile and we stood in the warm late summer evening, in the darkness outside, holding hands, waiting for her taxi. Soon she was whisked away from me, out of my life, and despite no small effort on my behalf, we have hardly spoken since. I would love dearly to meet up with her again and be her wicked Uncle once more. The way she gushed, time after time, her beautiful body, everything. It was the most amazing evening, and goes to prove that ugly old farts like me can still have fun. But, boy would I like to do it again.