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By *hillout OP Man
over a year ago
All over the place! Northwesr, , Southwest |
Part 1 of my second erotic story. Feedback and comments appreciated
The day had finally arrived. After weeks of constant back and forth messaging and some very suggestive phone chats we were finally meeting. Our intent was very clear, and the expectation had been building to unbearable heights. The time to play out our mutual fantasies had finally come..
I had first seen Amy when I had stayed overnight where she works while on a business trip. There had been a major screw up with my reservation that she, in the quality of hotel manager, had helped to resolve. We hit it off straight away, and as she was nearly getting off work, we spent several hours chatting over a couple bottles of wine.
She was a fascinating woman; well travelled, intelligent, funny and spoke three languages. She wasn't a stunner, but she grew on you the longer you were in her presence. She was raven haired, with straight, black shoulder length hair...impeccably maintained. She had a plain, round face with large, expressive blue in blue eyes that drank in all they gazed upon. Her smile was lovely, with perfectly set white teeth framed with thin, slender lips that were upturned most of time we had spent socialising.
She was no top model, but rather a well framed size 16, with big boobs (38D I think) and a nice, round bum. Her 5"10 height enabled her to wear her curves very well. Befitting a hotel manager, she was very well kept, with just the right amount of make up and lovely, manicured nails at the end of slender, graceful fingers. Her perfume was of a delicious, flowery type that I didn't immediately recognize.
We had exchanged numbers and had kept in touch. As we became more comfortable chatting to each other, we began opening up more...eventually touching on sex and mutual desires. She was clearly an interesting dichotomy.....a true, classy lady in her vanilla life and a complete harlot in a more intimate setting.
After a few weeks, work once again brought me out her way. We agreed to have dinner in an upscale restaurant. She showed up in a lovely black dress with a nice cut exposing some of her considerable cleavage while still remaining classy. It descended down to mid thigh level. She wore black stockings and had expensive red heels, pushing her height to over 6"0 feet, matching mine.
Throughout the dinner, as we spoke my eyes kept devouring her, and my mind continuously played out lustful scenarios.
She seemed to be in sync with me as she spoke. " i'm sitting here having a lovely dinner with you and can't wait for my dessert. I've kept playing out in my mind how fabulous our late night will be"
As she spoke, I felt something pressing up against my crotch. She had managed to stretch her leg under the table, unnoticed.
"As i've sat here listening to you speak, i've kept thinking about fucking you so many ways and to feel you deep inside me" she continued.
I felt myself growing hard as she uttered those words, my cheeks darkening slightly. Her hand was over mine, her slender fingers caressing it.
"Funny, I was doing the exact same thing just now." I replied. My gaze locked with hers.
In a lowered voice, she muttered "let's not waste any more time then...my body's desires are firmly in control. I want you inside me....now"
"What about our pudding?" I playfully asked.
"I taste better than any dessert you could have here" she purred.
With that, we made our way back to her place, my anticipation growing..feeding my erection for the past twenty minutes.
I pulled her close to me after we stepped through her door, kissing and nibbling at her neck...taking in the sweet scent of her flowery perfume. She moaned silently, vigorously running her fingers through my hair. My hands slid down her backside to grab her nice, round bum. Filling my hands I squeezed and pulled upwards, causing her to let out a small, surprised yelp that seemed to encourage her even more. Her hand slid down to my crotch, eagerly groping and feeling my stiff cock bulging beneath my trousers.
"Oh my...." she purred. "We can't let such a delicious erection like that go to waste, now can we? I must warn you though, my room is not what you'd normally expect. I hope it doesn't put you off" she cautioned.
Nothing could put me off...I thought to myself. I was desperate to savour her voluptuous body in so many ways.
She led me upstairs to her room, taking the lead, seductively climbing the stairs so her bum was provocatively bobbing in front of me. As I reached upstairs, a pleasant smell of sweet incense wafted through the air. I eagerly took in its sweet aroma as she led me by her hand into her room.
I paused for a minute to admire what I was looking at. Amy's bedroom was something out of Louis XVI court at Versailles....a boudoir in the finest french tradition. Strategically placed candles lent a sensual glow to the room, accentuated by the amount of red everywhere. Richly textured red wallpaper covered the walls with flower motifs. Lush red curtains covered the windows, and a small, opulent red chandelier hung from the ceiling. The bed covering was red, and sumptuous looking red pillows adorned the head rest. Everything appealed to the senses...an invitation to indulge in rampant sexual debauchery.
She kept her distance as I admired all the detail. Satisfied with the approving look on my face, she strode up next to me and again felt my bulging erection.
"This is my private den...where I act out my deepest fantasies...it's been a while since the walls have witnessed a night of kinky fuckery. Much too long...." |