After all the time we've known each other online, we finally decide it's time to meet. I book a flight to your home town and catch a cab to the hotel, we have agreed to use for our first encounter. Prior to leaving I had emailed you with your instructions.
Upon arriving at the hotel, I walk to the counter and ask if my "wife" has already checked in, Ms. Slaverton. The desk clerk informs me that you have, hands me my passkey and directs me to room 2323. So far, all is according to my plan.
I catch the elevator to the 23rd floor and use my key to enter the room. As my eyes adjust, I see that you have followed my instructions to the letter. The bed is turned down; the lights are all off except one, which is set to low. The in-room radio is set to some jazz and there is a bottle of champagne chilling in an ice-bucket.
I can smell the lavender from the bath oil still in the air, so I know you are freshly bathed and, a quick glance confirms, shaved as well. And, you are dressed exactly as you had been told. As my glance trails up from the floor, I am glad to see the 3-inch heels on your black, patent leather, knee-high boots; sheer black stockings attached to a frilly black garter; covering your smoothly shaved mound, sheer black silk panties, pulled over the garter and stockings; and topping it off, a black leather collar with a chain-link leash attached. As per my wishes, your amazing breasts are unfettered, your nipples hard in the slightly chilled air of the room.
You hear me enter the room and your head swivels towards the sound. As it does, I can see the red silk scarf you have used to blindfold yourself. Your wrists strain to reach out against the handcuffs holding them to the arms of the chair in which you sit. "Hello my darling," I whisper across the room. "Have you been waiting long?"
Knowing my rules for silence, you merely shake your head back and forth and strain to hear any sound I might make. After placing my bags on the king-sized bed, I slowly cross the room to the chair you have been sitting in, patiently awaiting my arrival. As I walk, I slowly undress, dropping each item of clothing as it comes off, until I stand beside you completely naked.
I reach down and stroke your cheek, run my fingers through your hair. Your head tilts towards the subtle pressure. Reaching lower, I pinch and tweak one nipple, whispering, "That's my good girl; remember sounds are ok, just no talking until I say so, right?" You moan your agreement.
With one hand still assaulting your nipples, I run the fingers of the other across your lips. Your tongue slips out to lick them as they pass. Reaching around to the far side of your head I turn your face towards me and rub the head of my semi hard cock across those same lips. Your mouth opens to accept my hardness, and I use my hand to control your tempo. I can feel your tongue dancing all along the length of my cock as I slowly fuck your face.
After a few minutes, I pull my cock from your lips and, taking it in my hand, smack its length against your cheeks. Then I rub the tip along your chin, spreading precum as I go. Raising up to my toes, I bring my balls to your lips and you gladly suck one in, then the other. We moan in union at the pleasure this brings us both. A few minutes of your tongue bathing my balls, and I slide my full length back between your lips.
Thrusting a little harder this time, I can feel my head hitting the back of your throat. My other hand is still busy at your breasts, kneading and pinching, tweaking and twisting, first one then the other. All this attention causes you to moan again, this time with my cock buried balls deep in your mouth. The sensation is too much for me and I begin to shoot stream after stream of hot cum into your mouth.
The first sprays straight down your throat, but then I pull back so only the head of my cock is in your mouth and proceed to fill your mouth with my cum. You want it all and expertly milk me with your mouth, until you have completely drained me. I pull my deflating cock from your lips and you open wide to show tat you have captured every last drop. As I stroke your cheek and chin, you lick you lips and swallow, enjoying this first taste of me.
You can feel me moving away from your side and moan in disappointment, until you feel me kneeling between your spread thighs. I lean closer and tenderly kiss your lips, my tongue slipping between them as our passion mounts. I kiss my way to ear and once again whisper, "Very good my dear, very good indeed. Are you ready for your reward?" a simple nod telling me all I need to know.