The Story so Far - part 6

Last week I posted the first five parts of a series of articles dealing with how I became a writer of erotica. There was my introduction to erotic stories, when I discovered porn videos, what happened on my first time, how the internet shaped my fantasies, and when I met my dream woman.

Now learn what drove me to write my first saucy tale.

Before I met my girlfriend, I had not really sexted anyone. I had read about how it was a fun thing for couples to do to get them in the mood for when they met later that day, but not that it was something that people did while dating.

When me and my girlfriend first started chatting online before we met, most of the messages were quite tame. Once we had swapped mobile numbers, and began texting, things went from complements on her cleavage and amazing figure, to how she might look naked, and onto what I would like to do with her naked body. By the time we met in that restaurant a few days later, we must have got each other off via text every night.

One conversation went like this:
Me: "I'm in bed now xx"
Her: "Naked? xx"
Me: "Yeah. I always sleep with nothing on. I like the feel of the sheets on my skin. xx"
Her: "I'd like to feel you against my skin. Right now. Your arms wrapped around my naked body as you spoon me. xx"
Me: "I'd like to do more than spoon you! ;-D xx"
Her: "Oh yeah! Like what? :-P xx"
Me: "My hands would be unable to resist caressing your beautiful boobs as I kissed your neck... xx"
Her: "Hmm, nice! :-D what else? xx"
Me: "They would slide down your sexy body to your thighs... xx"
Her: "You're making me wet! xx"
Me: "That's the idea lol xx"
Her: "I mean I am now. I want you xx"
Me: "Ooh! :-P I'd slip from behind you, spread your legs and begin kissing my way up your legs. First the calves, past your knees, then your thighs... xx"
Her: Nothing for a minute, then "Keep going! xx"
Me: "You feel my hot breath on your pussy, then my tongue teases you... xx"
Her: Nothing for a minute again, and I realise she's masturbating.
Me: "I taste you, and lick up your juices... xx"
Me: "Holding your legs apart, I suck on your clit as your groan in pleasure... xx"
Me: "Taking two fingers, I slide them into your wet pussy, and slowly at first move them in and out... xx"
Her: Nothing still after another minute.
Me: "You writhe as I drive you closer and closer... xx"
Her: "yes xx"
Me: "My fingers now a blur as they pump at your pussy. I want you to soak my face with your juices... xx"
Her: after a few moments "Wow! :-P xx"
Me: "Was that good? lol xx"
Her: "Yeah. You are so going to get it when I see you! ;-P xx"

Of course, the messages continued once we started going out together. Sometimes she would describe how wanted me to fuck her, I would say what we could do somewhere outside, she would tell me how she wanted to blow me and to cum on her face later, I would beg for a taste of her pussy, and so on. Even while we were both at work, the sexts continued. Though we soon realised that it was hard to maintain the mood with work interrupting things.

One night, I wrote out a whole scene describing how I wanted to take her out into the woods, lick her pussy, and fuck her as she sat on a tree branch. I knew she would not see it until the following morning. The next day I was woke by my phone ringing.

"I know the perfect place" her breathy voiced purred down the phone. "This evening at 8!"

Clearly she had just got off from reading what I had sent, but I had not expected that we would actually get to do it. That evening she took me too a local country park, and down one of the paths into the woods. We had not gone far when she stopped and smiled at me. Just over her shoulder behind some bushes I saw a tree with a long branch that was curved so that it's lowest point was only about four feet from the floor. We headed over and I sat her on the branch. Her weight brought it down to almost the exact right height. kneeling down I went to town on her pussy. Her moans and cries rang out through the trees. Quickly, in case anyone had heard, I stood and began to fuck her. The branch rustled and shook loudly, leaves rustling and falling all around us. Her groans grew louder and I knew she was almost there. Pumping harder I felt her pussy spasm around my cock and she cried out in ecstasy and I filled her with my cum. For a moment I hugged her, my cock still buried deep inside her. Suddenly we heard the sound of a dog barking and people talking, so I quickly lifted her down from the branch and we hid behind the bush. Sure enough a young couple with a dog passed by only seconds later, oblivious to where we were. Once they had safely past, we made our escape.

Soon the fantasies and scenes I was sending grow longer, until one day my girlfriend suggested I write a proper short story. The next couple of days, during every break at work, I worked on her request. It was something she wants to happen when we get married. Something every bride should have, The Hen Party