The Adventures of Karen: Our First Time - Sex Stories

The Adventures of Karen: Our First Time

After more than a year of chatroom meetings and e-mail correspondence, I finally had an opportunity to meet my online friend Karen. We had exchanged jokes, happy and sad times, even photos. We had even gone so far as swapping very personal selfies, mine of me stepping from the shower, and hers was a shot of her lying on her bed, naked, crooking her finger in a come here gesture matching the look from her pretty green eyes. I had used that picture on many a night, looking forward to the day when I would actually see Karen in the flesh. I had once told her that I did this, and she said that she was flattered! I made arrangements to stay at a nearby hotel, planning the evening with meticulous, almost obsessive care. I was determined to minimize the chances of anything going wrong. When I arrived at the hotel, I immediately stripped the bed, neatly folding the expensive cotton sheets and storing them in the closet. I remade the bed with a blood red set of satin sheets, carefully laying out roses on the pillow. I set up a small stereo, popping in a CD I had made just for this occasion. Some of the songs were romantic, Elvis, Buble; some suggestive, Lets Spend The Night Together by the Rolling Stones, Hurts So Good by Mellencamp, and culminating in Love, At Last, a downright dirty instrumental by Serge Gainsbourg and Jane Birkin, featuring the sounds of them making love. Then there were the votive candles that he strategically placed around the room that would create as romantic ...

... an atmosphere as he could imagine, including several around the huge soaker tub in the ensuite. I showered and shaved, including my sac, splashing on Eternity aftershave that she had said was a favorite. Sliding on black silk boxers, I noticed a droplet of pre-cum at the tip of my cock. I sincerely hoped that all these preparations wouldn’t be in vain. Only time would tell. It was time to call her and I punched her number into my cell, getting more nervous each time it rang. Then a sultry voice said “Studio 54 Intimates, this is Victoria.” I asked to speak to Karen, and after a brief moment she came on the line. “Karen” I said, “Its Grey! Are you ready?” “I’ve been ready all day!” she replied suggestively. “Truth be told, I feel like a kid in a candy store! And I’ve changed twice, if you know what I mean. Smiling at the image in my head of her standing there in damp panties, I said, “I’m just as excited as you are. Let’s stop prolonging the agony. I’ll pick you up in five!” I arrived at the display window of the shop, admiring the set-up facing the street. It had a bold red fainting couch with a red haired mannequin stretched out wearing a matched bra and panty set. Steel gray satin with white lace trim. Quite sexy! Propped in the mannequin’s hands was a copy of 50 Shades! It made me wonder what she had on. I stepped inside and was greeted by a live redhead dressed up to the nines. A cream colored floral print cut above the knee, showing off as fine a pair of legs as I’ve ever ...