"Yes," she screamed at the top of her lungs, "I'm Cumming!" I swear the family out by the pool heard that one!
Let me explain how I ended up with this sexual goddess. Fair warning, this story has a long build up to my first erotic encounter with Mary.
We met on one of those social dating sites set up for secret affairs. According to her profile, she wasn't looking for anything permanent other than having a friends with benefits, which fit perfectly into my condition since I was in a loveless marriage that was in the mist of an ugly divorce.
Knowing I was getting divorced allowed me the mental capacity to pursue a female to quench the carnal urges that always seemed to emanate from my loins. Mary fit this bill to a tee, or at least her profile made me believe this.
From the beginning she knew my position in life and accepted it. She wanted to first be mentally seduced, in a mix between sensual erotica and down right animalistic sex. If this was accomplished then we could continue with physical sex which she needed regularly, well that is what she sold me with during the initial phases of our getting to know each other.
During this phase we started out with emailing through the website's protected messenger. This was bothersome so she eventually suggested a separate app to utilize for conversing which also allowed for anonymity. It probably took a month of back and forth until we both felt safe enough to share numbers. Boundaries were set early on regarding texting times.
We texted and eventually spoke on the phone, even her voice oozed sexuality! I was mentally seducing her with every fiber in my body. She confided that she loves to have the male take charge, bringing out that sexual deviant in me, having some experience in light bondage and enjoying it. There is nothing as erotic as when one of your senses are removed such as sight or touch, and placing all trust into a partner.
The type of things we were discussing of likes and dislikes definitely could be considered kinky, but not to an extreme where safe words would came into play...at least not yet.
Mary shared a little of her past sexual experiences and pitfalls, so I was fully learning what fueled her inner desires and what was off limits. Luckily for me, the items off limits were a definite no for me as well.
Mary described herself as being a switch, enjoying being dominate but also loves to give up all control and being the sub in a relationship. She described having to always be in control with her life and everything around her, so being able to relinquish that role in a sexual relationship and being completely used was exactly what she yearned for.
Being in her same type of shoes with life, I had experimented in the past with giving full control to my female partner, and it was euphoric. Knowing she needed to be controlled, but also could control her partner definitely aroused me. Only one other partner in my past could ever pull that off, Jen being that woman. I sure miss the sex we had years ago, but I digress. Maybe I'll share some of my sexcapades with Jen in future stories.
During our sexting as I call it, I was getting into being the sexual dominate and directing her to do things as simple as stripping off her panties and pleasuring herself, while talking to me on the phone. There's nothing as erotic as having a sexual creature like Mary, obeying my every command down to the simplest of things of sucking her own essence off the vibrator she just used to pleasure herself. My oh my, the power trip I was having with Mary would make me leak precum all over my briefs, in anticipation of our first encounter.
We were hitting it off in more ways than one. I had brilliantly seduced her mind throughout the last several months, and she definitely had me wanting to finally meet in person.
To say I was hesitant is an understatement, for I've heard all the catfishing concerns. Now, Mary had sent me several pictures, all of which were of a beautiful sandy blonde woman 10 years my senior, but with a mature air beyond her age. She had alluring blue eyes, an infectious smile, and there was a air about her, even in her pictures that made me feel like I was out of my league.
Guys, you know what I mean when something seems to good to be true...you get that tingly feeling that it probably is. So with all of these items, it just didn't feel like the person I would meet would be anything remotely close to what she portrayed.
We finally both agreed that we should meet in person. Even being a guy, I felt a semi public place would be the best. This way if she was not who she portrayed herself to be, I could make a readily escape. Several places were discussed, of which we finally agreed on one that was public but had a private back room that no one ever used.
The day finally came and we agreed to meet at a local tea house that had this quiet back area. I arrived at the agreed time, and parked several stalls down, in front of another business. As I got out and was walking up to the front door, I noticed a sexy female on her phone that resembled Mary, but it was hard to tell for she was looking in a different direction. She turned and looked at me, shooting me a wide smile with her red lipsticked lips saying, "Ok mom, I need to go. Bye Love you," and hung up. She looked relieved and stated, "I'm glad to see you look just like your pictures."
"I was concerned as well about being cat fished. You're more beautiful in person," I quipped. We exchanged a brief hug outside the tea shop, which immediately sent butterflies to my stomach, "Shall we go inside?" I said.
Once inside we ordered our drinks at the counter. We both ordered some type of vanilla tea, which was funny to me, for during our initial conversations all she ever kept saying is that she doesn't like vanilla...as in sex.
Trust me when I say I chuckled and definitely mentioned, "I thought you didn't like vanilla," bringing the cutest laugh out of her. Once receiving our drinks, we made out way to the back with her leading since she was the one who knew this place. All I could do was stare at her ass as she walked, pure perfection!
It was obvious we were both nervous as we sat across from each other and were slow to break the ice in person. This seemed so weird, given I'd already heard her cum on the phone.
It was like being on a first date as a teenager all over again. We began to chat about anything and everything except sex, or the sexual items we had shared. My available time to spend with her was quickly fading away and I was needing to leave shortly.
I was sitting there with the hardest erection this entire time. Feeling like a sexual deviant for being that way, but to my defense, she has this way of just oozing sexual eroticism like no other female I've ever been around.
Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and leaned across the table and kissed her. She seemed hesitant at first, but quickly warmed up and we made out like lovestruck teenagers. Coming up for air, I leaned back in awe and just started into her eyes and was elated to see she was as flushed as I was. She quickly reached up to remove the lipstick that transferred to me, as she sat there with smeared lipstick herself.
Saying our goodbyes, she arose with me for a hug goodbye. There was no way she didn't feel my erection, for I felt it digging into her midsection. How I didn't blow my load right there as we exchanged one more kiss is beyond me! I grabbed my cup and held in in front of my crotch to try and hide my erection and what felt like the largest wet spot of precum as I walked out of the shop.
The next day we chatted again, and both agreed the attraction was there and we should pursue a sexual encounter. The details of when and where we could meet were the next hurdle, for neither of us wanted to be seen for certain reasons but needed a nice place to enjoy ourselves.
The opportunity didn't arise for several weeks, as we continued sharing our sexual desires and things we might like to do. The date being set, with the location a nice hotel that specializes in suites, picked and booked by her.
She'd been given directions of what I expected her to be dressed in, and how she should greet me upon arrival. The items I required her to have on hand were a blindfold and some type of restraint for her wrists, to which she gleefully stated, "I have handcuffs and not the furry type, but cold hard steel ones!"
The day arrived and I made my way to the hotel. She texted the room number. Approaching the door, a nervousness washed over my body so I continued walking past it down to the end of the hallway to gain my composure. Whispering to myself, "What the hell, get ahold of yourself and go fuck that beautiful woman!" Luckily no one was around to hear me.
Finding my courage, I turned back around and approached the door. Knocking... now I knew I was committed. My nerves had my heart rate elevated and lightly shaking until the door started to open, then a rush of power washed over me.
As the door open, coming into view was exactly what I yearned for. Mary, standing there in nothing but red heels, her long luscious legs wrapped in black sheer stockings that were held up by garters. The garters surrounding black lace panties and attached to a black leather corset, which tied in the front at her ample breasts. This normally 5'6" female creature was standing at a domineering 5'10". Her hair was pulled back in a French braid, definitely at the ready for an evening of pleasure. Her lips again painted crimson red and they curled upwards in a devious smile as I walked into the room and closed the door behind me.
Forcefully taking her in an embrace while pressing her against the wall in the hallway, I kicked the door shut. Using the weight of my body to hold her in place, as we made out passionately. My cock was already throbbing to escape. Coming up for air, "Hi beautiful," I said as we both just stared into each other's eyes with pure lust.
This is when I noticed the condition of the room, dimly lit with some type of primal music playing in the background. The music was different and hard to describe, but it seemed to be playing on my sexual urges. The smell in the room was that of vanilla, which brought a smile to my face, "I thought you didn't like vanilla?" I said.
