Sindy meets Nina - Sex Stories

Sindy meets Nina

... to catch my reflection in the hotel room's full length mirror. There are times when I see myself dressed and I'm disappointed with how ridiculous I look - a man in a dress and a wig, who could possibly desire me? Maybe it was because I'd really took my time with my make-up and maybe it was all the practise I'd had over the last few months but even before I'd finished dressing, the image in the mirror looked hot. Something in my loins obviously agreed and my cock stated to bulge within my panties. &#034Down boy&#034 I giggled to myself, there'll be plenty of time later for that. I sat at the desk in my room and carefully painted my nails, blowing on the black varnish gently. Once I was sure they were complete dry I ran my fingers gently over my chest and my inner thigh, fascinated by the contrast with my pale white skin. Lost in the moment, I started when my mobile buzzed. Nina was letting me know she was on her way and would arrive in around half an hour. After I texted back to confirm I would be ready for her, my belly felt alarmingly light. What was I doing here? Did I really know this Nina? Who was she? What did she want from me? Would I meet her expecations? Would she meet mine? What if the chemistry we'd discovered online simply evaporated as soon as we could see each other in the flesh, when we could touch, smell and taste each other? I recalled our long cam sessions together and told myself I was being silly. Nina had mentioned the possibility of a meet not long into ...

... our web relationship. But she'd been very patient and understanding with me as I slowly overcame my doubts. She explained she had gone through similar feelings in the past and she helped me with my confidence. &#034Just forget the regular you for a few hours and live in the fantasy&#034 she said. Plus it was pretty hard to think I had anything to worry about with Nina. I'd already revealed I wanted to lick her from her sweet ass to the tip of her wet cock. And she'd already cooed her approval of this in her soft German accent. There was nothing to be embarrassed about here, no need to be cagey or play games. She had already learnt to speak when we first started camming together. I replied to her sexy compliments with silent lustful typing. Nina didn't mention this, but as time went on I felt I was letting her down so I was determined to find my lady voice. I practised for weeks, drying out my throat as I searched for the right tone and accent. When I finally suprised her with the sentence &#034I wanna lick your balls Nina&#034, those balls visibily pulsated in her soft delicious looking scrotum. &#034You will soon my dear&#034 she replied a few seconds later, bringing them close to her camera and dangling them before my open mouth which I'd thrust close to my lens. The memory of that made my cock throb so hard that it hurt a little, I could feel a wetness in my panties so much so that I considered the pre-date relaxing trick advised by the friend in Something about Mary. I ...