I was going to California and had made arrangements to layover in Denver, not knowing if we would be able to get together, but I was hoping that we could finally meet. After months of chatting on the internet, it was time. I let you know my arrangements and you said you'd be able to see me, if only for a short time. I told you the name of the hotel I was staying at and you said you would meet me in the bar. You gave me a timeframe and said you would do the best you could. I knew I might have to wait for you, but I was to be sitting at the bar. You said you wanted me to wear a white shirt and a bra with cut out nipples. God, when you told me that it sent shivers up my spine and made my nipples instantly hard, knowing what might happen after that.
I arrived and checked into my room. The whole time I was getting ready I wanted to play with myself, but I didn't, I wanted to wait and see what happened when you got here. I dressed as you asked, even going so far as to wear a damn skirt. If I was going to do this, I might as well go all the way I thought. So I had on a black skirt, no panties, and a white shirt with a black cut out bra underneath it. I decided to just let my hair hang down my back loose. I was very self conscious of my huge nipples protruding and how visible they were, but I knew this is what you wanted. I knew you wanted everyone to see them, to stare at them. This idea made me hornier and made my nipples even harder.
I got in the elevator and made my way to the bar. Thank God no one else got in the elevator with me. I was safe. I walked into the bar and found a place at the closest end. There were 3 men at the bar and I didn't want to be sitting exposed to them, so I picked a seat away from them, hoping they won't notice the front of my shirt. I sat down, nervous, wondering where you were. The bartender asked me what I would like to drink. I ordered 3 cherry vodka shooters and drank them one right after the other before settling down with a bottle of beer. He asked me if I was here on business. I said no, just waiting to meet someone. I tried to slouch a bit, but I could tell he was looking straight at the front of my shirt. When he noticed that I had drained my bottle, he brought me another one saying the man at the end of the bar had bought it for me. I hadn't really paid attention to that person. I immediately looked up to see if it was you. It wasn't. I kept looking around, drinking. A man came and sat down in the one of the seats beside me. I kept thinking, "Why the fuck couldn't he take one of those empty chairs at the end of the bar." He tried to make small talk but I wasn't receptive.
I looked at my watch. I had been here about 30 minutes and had already drank 3 vodka shooters and 2 bottles of beer. I was starting on my third when I sensed you before I saw you. I felt you behind me. Then I felt your arms come around me and your fingers latch on to my nipples. Squeezing and pulling thru my shirt, harder and harder. The man next to me was intently watching. Damn, the whole bar was watching. Just as I was starting to let out a low moan, you let go. I felt your hot breath of my neck as you lifted my hair out of the way and before I knew what was happening I felt you snap something around my neck. Without even seeing it, I knew exactly what it was, the collar that said 'SLUT'. You sat down in the chair next to me, leaned down and ran your tongue up and down my cleavage, before attacking one nipple again with your fingers, never letting go.
The man next to me could see the effect this was having on me and he was watching intently. The bartender tore himself away from this scene long enough bring you the drink you asked for. I felt the pressure on my nipples increase as you asked me about my flight. You made other small talk and then asked me kind of loudly if I had been giving these good men something to look at. I blushed bright red and said "No...I had been waiting for you." The guy next to me asked you how that nipple felt. You looked at him and said "There is another one, help yourself." My face must have shown my shock, but I knew this is what you had planned all along. His face was a huge grin as he grabbed hold of my other nipple. There I sat, each nipple in the grips of someone else. Somehow your pinching was in sync. You would squeeze, and then he would. You knew the effect this was having on me. I kept asking you if we could leave now.
You said, "Not yet my pet."
God, I could smell myself. I could feel the wetness between my legs. I didn't know if you could smell me or not, but I didn't care. You and the guy next to me kept chatting, acting like I wasn't there. I leaned over the best I could with those 2 hands on my nipples, putting my hand high up on your thigh, I asked you again if we could leave. You just laughed and said "Not yet, I am not ready to go." I could see the gleam in your eye. I could almost see your brain working.
"How wet are you?" you asked. You weren't exactly quiet about this.
I quietly said, "Very wet."
"Hmmm...maybe we should check", you said. Then you told the guy next to me to put his hand up my skirt and find out how wet I was. He said, "Hell yeah!." You laughed as I looked at you, feeling his hand moving up under my skirt. "Be a good slut and spread your legs for the man," you said. I couldn't help myself. I had to. You knew I would.
I felt his fingers, fingers of a stranger, enter my wet cunt.
He said "Oh man..."
"Yes?" you said, as he started moving his fingers in and out. You could hear how wet I was. I swear the whole damn place could hear. You heard me trying not to moan. You could see the way my body was reacting to this.
"Sorry buddy, your fun's over. Time for mine to start." We left the bar.
You both let go of my nipples at the same time. God did it hurt, but oh so good. We got in the elevator and you pulled me back against you, your hands went under my shirt and onto my bare nipples, making me moan instantly, making me grind back against you, feeling your hard cock. My hand instantly went back to your cock. You leaned in and bit my neck hard, laughing.
The elevator stopped. I started to move away from you incase someone got on. You grabbed onto my nipples harder and wouldn't let me move. An older man and woman got in. They were very embarrassed when they figured out what was going on.
We finally got to my floor and got off. I felt one hand leave as you got beside me. Your other arm was under my shirt, around my back, holding on to my nipple. I was hornier than hell and I wanted to be fucked. I let us in the room, walked over to the corner of the bed, lifted my skirt, bent over and said "Fuck me right now!."
"Nope."
"Yes...God damn it, right fucking now!", as I spread my legs wider and slipped my finger in my ass.
I looked over my shoulder and saw you unzip, getting your cock out and start to stroke.
"NO!", I screamed at you. "Get that hard fucking cock in my cunt now and fuck the hell out of me!"
You just kept watching.
