What a peculiar way to meet someone, online in an adult forum...but this is a brave new world we live in.

I was nervous, never having done this before. We had chatted via e-mail a couple of times before we decided to meet for a discrete encounter...

but other than the small thumbnail picture of her I had seen on her profile, I wasn't sure of what I was getting myself into.

Casual sex with a complete stranger! What ever am I getting myself into? It had been a while since I had last had intimate relations with another.

My girl-friend left me a couple months back and I had been taking my time getting over her. I didn't want another relationship, but I knew I needed help getting her completely out of my mind. I thought meeting someone new, even if just for sex, would help.

So I posted an ad and got some responses.

I answered the most promising ones and we set a date and that day has finally come. I thought it strange that she was comfortable enough to meet me at my house. I thought neutral territory like a coffee shop or somewhere for dinner would be safer, but she said she was fine for a quick in-and-out at my place.

I was admittedly nervous. I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned some more. I lit candles and incense.

I put on some soft background music. I opened the bottle of wine to allow it time to breathe. And then I waited. I did not have to wait long. She was right on time. I opened the door and there she stood, dressed in a long, tight black satin dress with spagetthi straps. The dress only further accentuated her amazing features. She had curves to die for, and her long auburn hair fell across her shoulders, contrasting with her creamy pale skin. Her eye-lashes were long, and her lips fire-engine red. I knew that I was not going to have any difficulty enjoying this meeting.

I perhaps lingered too long taking in this voluptuous beauty because she asked me if she could come in.

Embarrassed about having forgotten my manners, I beckoned her in and asked if she would like a glass of port. She said she did and as I went towards the kitchen I invited her to make herself comfortable on my sofa.

We sat there for a while, engaging in small talk while we drank the wine.

We had barely started our second glass when she sat her's down on the coffee table and took my hand and looked me in the eyes.

I was like a deer caught in the head-lights. Thankfully, she initiated, sensing my apprehension, and leaned forward to kiss me. After tasting her sweet lips, I did not need for her to lead any further...

I took the reigns and pulled her in tighter to me, wrapping my arm around her as I kissed her deeply and passionately. We both quickly became lost to passion. We both started kissing and lightly biting eachother's necks while my hands caressed her soft shoulders. As she began to tug at the buttons on my shirt, I casually lowered the straps to her dress, allowing the front of her dress to reveal the magnificent pair of breasts that were barely hidden underneath. As I started to kiss her shoulders, as she fumbled further to remove my shirt, I began to move her dress further down, allowing my hands to run up and down the soft skin of her hips. My kisses grew ever more wild until they began to move down her chest and eventually to her breasts themselves.

I kissed them both, alternating between them. As I found her nipples and started kissing them and toying them and rolling them between my lips and my teeth, she became so excited that she pushed me back from her and proceeded to do the same to my bare chest. It was not long before we were removing the remains of our clothing and rolling around, first on the sofa, naked in our passion, and then on the floor, until it was clear that neither of us could hold back any longer. I stopped and took a deep breath and then reached my hand down to help her up and suggested we retire to my bedroom.

I led her towards the back to my bedroom, my four-poster canopy bed with its satin curtains of black called out to us.

I backed her towards the bed, while we engaged in a kiss that seemed like neither of us wanted to end. I helped her up into the bed and began moving my lips up and down her body, her breasts, her stomach, her hips, her outer thighs, her calves, and back up her inner thighs until they came to the promised land.

My tongue, eager to toy her sweet juices from her body, began working their way up and down her lips, slowly at first, until they were madly toying with her personal place like there was no tomorrow. I could feel her body moving beneath me, her hips gyrating up and down. My hands began to move across her stomach and to play with her breasts while I ravaged her private part with my mouth. As my fingers found her hardened nipples and my tongue played her personal place like a musical instrument, I could feel her stomach muscles spasming, knowing that she had begun to reach the point of no return. She let out a sudden gasp and her body jerked upwards, rigid, while her legs began to shake uncontrollably.

As the spasming subsided I withdrew my mouth from her mound and climbed into bed with her. We kissed some more until her breathing became more regular once again.

As the fire started kindling within her all over I began to massage her inner thighs with my hand until she pulled me so tight to her that I had no choice but to mount her. My length, quite swollen and hard at this point, felt quite good against her wet and hot flesh.

She gyrated her hips up and down, teasing my length with the wetness of her softness until I found myself deep inside of her.

I started thrusting, slowly at first, but with her cries of encouragment, we began moving faster and faster, my thrusts burying my length deeper and harder into her each time.

Flesh slapped against flesh, her cries of passion mirroring my own. After it seemed that my bed could sustain our throws of passion no more, we both came, our bodies collapsing into a quivering pile of sweat and flesh. We both lay there for a while, smiling and looking back at one another.

We began to kiss and caress once again and this lead to yet another round.

This time, when we were through, she let out a sigh and said that regretfully she had to leave.

We both got dressed and being the gentleman that I am, I walked her to the door. She gave me a long look and told me that she very much enjoyed the short time we spent together. I told her that she is welcome to come back again if she wants. She smiled and kissed me one last time and said "We must remain strangers. No ties, no obligations, no complications. However, I will probably fantasize about this night for quite a while.

" She then turned to leave. I stood there at the door watching her descend the stairs. I was a little saddened, but I understood. Perfect strangers we were when we met, perfect strangers we are now that we have parted. No ties, no obligations, no complications.