Meeting
We've been messaging off and on for weeks. Exchanging thoughts and at times discussing things that make my toes curl. It was finally decided that we had to see if there was anything between us in person.
We agreed to meet far from either of our homes in a nice hotel. I'm to get there first. I take a long relaxing bath without touching myself, as directed. I dry off and crawl to the middle of the large bed.
Slipping the thick, black blindfold over my head, I lay back. Relax. I spread my legs toward the bottom corners of the bed.
Immediately my body responds to the chill in the air. Fighting the instinct to cover myself, I lift my arms and cross them above my head. And wait. . .
Are you coming? I try to distract myself with thoughts of what you may do to me. The air in the room has my nipples so hard they ache. Every once in awhile I feel a cool breeze on my warm cunt.
Oh shit, can I take this? Yes. This is what I wanted. What I asked you for. Waiting. . .
CLICK. The door is opening. God I hope it's you. How will I explain this otherwise? Could I protect myself if it was someone else?
A growl I've become addicted to comes from the direction of the door. Then quiet. A whisper in my ear "good girl". I press my legs together at the jolt that makes my pussy clench. Your stern voice next to me ordering me to open my legs.
God, I already feel my juices dripping down to my ass. You haven't even touched me and I'm almost panting.
The bottom of the bed dips. Your strong hands push my legs further apart. I hear your inhalation but have no clue what you're doing. Then a gust of warm air on my overheated sex.
Another growl has my body tightening again. No movement, just your breath. I shiver as it hits my flowing juices and cools them on my skin. "Mmmmm. You smell delicious." you growl. "My good girl is already dripping for me."
I jerk as I feel your warm tongue lick from my ass to my clit. Oh fuck! "What a sweet, wet pussy."
I whimper.
You crawl up my body slowly and lower your clothed body onto mine. Your tongue strokes my bottom lip. Mine pokes out to twine with yours. You're right. I do taste good.
I go to put my arms around your neck wanting to taste more of myself on your tongue but they're lifted back above my head. "Uh-uh little one. I like you just where you were. I'll give you what you need. Wait for my directions before moving."
God I want to run my hands up and down your body. I can't see anything. I keep having that lovely feeling you get with a real good stretch. My body tensing under yours.
Your shirt scratching over my hard nipples is driving me crazy. Your hard cock pressing against my open pussy lips is a sweet torture.
Part of me wants to flip you over, pull your dick out and ride it for all I'm worth. The other part wants to be taken care of so I wait.
You seem to realize as I gain control of myself. "Good girl" you say beginning to lick, nibble and kiss your way from my mouth to my neck. Your tongue and mouth feel so hot and wet. Your licks slow and deliberate.
As you move down you stop. "I want you to arch your back so I can taste those sexy tits. ... That's right. Just like that. Mmmmm."
I feel like shockwaves are traveling from my nipples to my clit. As you lick one, your hand lightly strokes the other.
Holy fuck. I feel like my body could explode into millions of little pieces at any moment. Please for the love of all things good, I need some relief. "Please" I whisper.
"All in good time you greedy girl." You growl. "I'll fuck you but you have to wait for it." With that the wonderful pressure of your weight on my body disappears.
Oh shit. What have I done? God I just want to do what you ask. It's so fucking hard to lay still while you take your time with my overwrought body.
