We have been chatting now for a while, although we have never meet. We have made plans for a quick weekend getaway and are both excited and nervous about this opportunity.
I arrive at the hotel bar and find a booth. I order a drink and eagerly await your arrival. I see you walk in and watch you across the room.
You join me in the booth. I am pleasantly surprised when you elect to slide in next to me, versus across the table.
You smile, and lean toward me for a kiss. A light, gentle hello kiss. It doesn't speak of passion or promises, just a featherlike touch to say hello.
You order a drink as well, and we sit and chat a bit about our lives. This is a forbidden interlude – we both have partners we should be with – but need, want, desire more. As we await your drink, I gingerly rub your forearm, marveling at the strength, and thoughts flood my mind of how wonderful it is going to be locked in your arms.....soon. A shot of desire shoots through me, clenching my now wet pussy!
Your eyes light up – you know how you make me feel. A slow smile crosses your face and you reach out and place your hand on the top of my thigh. You knead my leg while my hand slides along your arm....squeezing and touching your shoulder, rubbing and kneading down your back. Your drink arrives and we pull back. The spark is there – - -
We both quickly finish our drinks and depart from the bar. We have a room upstairs and eagerly want to find the privacy and the spark....we're in luck, the elevator is empty and we step into a kiss, sliding our bodies against each other. Grinding hips and squeezing each other. The opening door pulls us back to reality and we walk to our room.
The door closes, and you push me against a wall, our mouths meld and you grind your hips against me. I am gasping and clinging, wanting you, needing you. You begin to undress me, unbuttoning my top, pushing it from my shoulders. You look down in appreciation at my breasts, they are larger and begging for attention. Pale,pink nipples peeking through my bra beg for attention. You squeeze them and reach around and remove my bra, replacing the silken covering with your mouth around my nipple.
I am pressed against the wall, unable and unwilling to move. Desire shoots through me, my pussy is hot, wet and needy, but you know this – and it makes you want to make me crazy!
You suck my nipples as my hands roam over your back and shoulder. I am pushing to remove your shirt, I want your skin – I want to touch you, taste you, enjoy you.
You allow me to pull your shirt off, letting my hands roam freely over your chest and back....but denying me the pleasure of tasting you as you have pulled my other nipple into your mouth. Your hands have now reached my jeans, you undo the button and slide down the zipper, pushing both the jeans and panties down my legs. I laugh, because you delicately tease me, touching my pussy lightly, just once. Chuckling as I jump with shock and desire.
My hands reach for your jeans, and I unbutton them, sliding down the zipper and helping you shed both jeans and briefs. We move, me backwards, lips now fused to the edge of the bed. I slip backwards, landing on the bed and fall back on my elbows., staring at you in passion glazed euphoria. You fall on the bed next to me and our hands explore as our lips meet again.
You kiss down my jaw, nestling into my neck and then traveling to my breasts. Sucking on my nipples, you tease and flick your tongue. I am gasping, moaning, wanting, begging for more. Your hand slides to my pussy and flicks over my nub, causing my body to jerk and then hum in appreciation.
You pull back. Looking at me, you grin evilly.....I knew this was coming, wanted it, asked for it, but still, I was scared. You roll away and tell me to get on my hands and knees, in the middle of the bed, presenting you with my ass raised. Your hands stroke over my upturned ass and rub, then pushing my legs apart, exposing my sex and ass to your perusal. In our chats, I had told you that reading erotica, spanking stories especially captured my interest, but my virgin ass had never been spanked.
You begin to lightly dust my ass with your hands, stopping every few slaps to rub my clit and press a thumb against my rosebud. I am on fire, I want your hands to continue to touch me, loving the slaps against my slowly reddening ass, the jolt of pure sexual magnetism when you flick fingers against my aching and swelling clit. The sheer pressure against my rosebud shoots excited desire through my entire body.
You continue this exquisite torture, slapping, flicking. I am barely able to stay in position, I am trembling so much. I am not expecting what happens next. We had agreed on toys, but never what or how they would be used. No limitations set, discussed or planned. You put a blindfold on me and pull me back to sit on my ankles while tying my wrists together behind my back.
I am then eased back on the bed, finding a pillow for my head/face to fall against as my ass is raised when my chest falls against the bed. You pull my legs even farther apart, leaving no secrets, exposing all of my body to your view and use. I feel pressure against my asshole and gasp when a lubed plug is inserted. I have played at this, but never really had anything actually inserted into me and I gasp from the shock, pain and surprise of the moment. You don't stop – despite the tensing of my body, you continue to push the plug home, slapping my ass hard a couple of times, reminding me to relax. The plug is inserted and I am shocked at the full, tight feeling, as well as the pleasure and desire now shooting through me.
I am kneeling on the bed, a plug inserted in my aching ass, gasping at this invading but oh so fantastic pain. You listen and note that my breathing has returned to a normal pitch and you again begin to flick my clit, adding a deep ache within me for your touch. I move towards your hand, wanting, needing more. You chuckle and pull your hand away and begin to lightly spank me again. With each jiggling smack, the plug in my ass drives deeper. I am so turned on.....and then.....