It is a warm afternoon in June. We have decided to meet in Denver. You have made arrangements with your husband to take care of the kids for the weekend. I have asked you to dress special for this day if you choose to meet me--a short skirt, thigh highs, heels, no bra, no panties. I know you have reservations about part of this because of your sensitive nipples but I have asked you to dress this way as a symbol of your availability.
Because of what has happened during the months we have chatted online and talked on the phone, I know you are excited about the possibilities, but I also know you are a little hesitant. Still, the prospects of our encounter excite you enough to meet me and you find yourself particularly full of emotion and sensation as you prepare to meet me.
In the morning you take a long slow bath. Soaking deep, letting the hot wet warmth soothe and penetrate your body, you lay back and let the sensations flow. Liquid thoughts eddy through your mind as you feel your muscles relax. After some long moments, you begin to shave your beautiful pussy for me. The razor glides across your flesh, making you sensitive and smooth. You wonder how it will feel to have my tongue and lips against your pussy. A slight shudder passes through you as you imagine what is to come but at my request, you do not stimulate yourself despite the urgent temptation.
When you arrive at the bar where we have planned to meet, you are wearing a short black skirt with a white blouse and a black jacket. White thigh highs and black heels accentuate your legs. The skirt is tight and reveals your wonderful figure. Your attire is conservative in a way but also suggests your sexy nature. I watch you and smile as you survey the room. As you approach me, you unbutton your jacket and I can see your swelling tits. I stand up to greet you with a polite kiss on the cheek and then let you slide into the booth before sitting next to you.
We sit and talk about what we seek in life beyond work. I sit close to you, not touching but close enough so that you can feel my presence. We discuss our respective states of mind during sensual play and orgasm. Interrupted by the waitress, we laugh to ourselves. I notice your nipples are protruding from your firm breasts. When the drinks arrive I watch your lips as you sip and imagine rubbing my cock through them before I shoot my load of cum all over you. Feeling my mind wander to your body, I tell you about the ancient sexual practices of various peoples. This seems to catch your attention and I turn to face you fully. I lean in and gently kiss your lips, just a trace of tongue before I pull away.
After a moment, I take your hand and place it on my cock. There is no way to hide my erection and I enjoy your squeeze. I suggest that we leave but before standing I tell you that I will leave the moment you ask me to if you don't enjoy anything we experience together. My erection is obvious underneath my pants but it doesn't bother me because I know that you are drawing more attention than me as we leave.
Once we get to the car, I push you back against it and kiss you passionately. After a few wet slippery moments, I look into your eyes and ask you if you want this.
You pull me close and tell me, "I want to be your whore. I want to cum on your cock and service you with my pussy, my ass, my mouth. I want you to fuck me over and over and make me your cum slut. I will be a nasty good fuck for you Paul. I want to be your slut in every way. Feel how wet my hot pussy is for you."
I reach under your skirt and feel your swollen lips. Sliding a finger through your juicy pussy lips, I feel your clit before removing my hand and put my finger in my mouth. You kiss me aggressively to taste yourself on my tongue.
I open your door and admire your body as you slide into the seat. The hem of your skirt rides up your sweet thighs and I smile. We drive down the road and I pull into the parking lot of a grocery store.
"Go inside and buy some clothes pins Linda." You look at me and then go in. I watch your slender hips sway as you walk into the store. My cock stirs in my pants as I think about what is happening.
You walk quickly back to the car and get in. "Unbutton your blouse." I tell you as I push up your skirt. Slowly, you reveal your glorious tits and I see that your nipples are already hard. My fingers are wet with your juices as I reach up to roll your nipples between my fingers, gently first and then harder. You moan as you feel my touch not only on your nipples but also in your pussy. I lean down, nibbling, kissing, suckling your breasts, marveling at your hard nipples, tasting your sweet cream on your tits. Your nipples jutting in my mouth. You reach down and squeeze my cock as I work your tits with my lips, teeth, and tongue.