I am a 26-year-old single woman who, until recently, had never considered entering a chat room.

But I am curious by nature, so one day I decided to see what all the fuss was about. I ended up meeting Sandy, who seemed as sweet as honey.

After chatting for a while, we decided to meet. When I picked her up at the train station, I noticed she had a body to die for. She was five-foot-seven and had long, wavy hair, emerald-green eyes, and full, plump breasts.

She sauntered over to my car and got in. I suggested we stop by her hotel so she could unpack. We were driving along and talking when I felt something on my thigh. I looked down to see Sandy’s long fingers tracing light circles on my skin. Chills raced through my body and I involuntarily stepped on the gas pedal. I quickly regained my cool and glanced over at her. She smiled innocently as her hand continued its slow crawl up my leg.

I began driving again, but all I could think about was what Sandy would do next. Her hand was already under my skirt — and I wasn’t wearing any panties. Her fingers began probing my pussy. I was getting so wet I could hardly stand it. That’s when Sandy suggested I pull over. I parked in a secluded area and turned off the engine.

Sandy leaned over, pressed her lips to mine, and gave me the most deep, delicious kiss. While our tongues mingled, she pushed the button to recline my seat and pulled up my skirt. My hot, dripping pussy was fully exposed. She broke the kiss, and lowered her mouth to my pussy. She began teasing my clit with her tongue. As she licked, she began thrusting her fingers in and out of my aching cunt.

With great effort, I told her I wanted her to ravish me with her tongue. I wanted to feel it deep inside me. I ran my fingers down her body until I got to her leather miniskirt. I soon discovered that she had not worn any panties, either. I savored the feel of her clean-shaven mound, slipping my fingers inside her, and she squealed with delight. As I finger-fucked her, she plunged her slender tongue into my twat. It was amazing. I had never felt so good.

Then Sandy sat up and told me she had a surprise. She reached into her pocketbook and pulled out two eight-inch dildos! She asked if I’d like to fuck her with one while she fucked me with the other. Would I? I moaned with delight when she pushed the dildo deep inside. I begged for her to fuck me harder, and she did. I reached for the other dildo and started to enter her. I started off slowly, plunging it faster and deeper as my passion rose.

The car windows began to steam up from the heat we were generating. I wondered if we would get caught, but that only heightened my pleasure. I took one nipple in my mouth and circled it with my tongue. She said she couldn’t take it anymore. She was going to come. I started fucking her faster until she began to shake and she yelled, “Fuck me, baby! I want to come on your hand!” I removed the dildo and plunged two fingers inside her until I felt her juices ooze over my hand. I removed my fingers, raised them to my mouth, and licked them clean. The taste of her only made me hotter.

Sandy wanted to make me come. She put down the dildo, got between my legs, and started to tongue-fuck me until I was about to explode. I screamed as I had one orgasm after another.

When we were done, she kissed me and said it was just the beginning. She promised that we were going to enjoy each other for her entire stay. From that day on, I was no longer curious. I finally knew what was missing from my sex life.