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Laurens Awakening Invitation

Laurens Awakening Invitation

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Lauren was sat at her computer at work, waiting for five o'clock to come around so she could head home. It had been over two weeks since the encounter in the pub and, while she frequently thought about it and smiled, she hadn't been tempted to repeat the adventure. While she had surprised and enjoyed herself, she wasn't desperate to leap into bed with every man she saw. She had kept herself busy in the evenings catching up on her reading and making all the changes she had wanted to make to the apartment but her ex had turned his nose up at. A ping from her computer heralded the arrival of a new email. Expecting another task to add to her seemingly endless list she opened Outlook.

Surprised, she saw that it had come from an account called "Number 7" with subject of "Meeting". Intrigued, she clicked on it and gave a sharp intake of breath with what was revealed. There was a picture of the panties she had been unable to find on that fateful night. Underneath the picture was a simple message:

"24th March - 8pm - White Swan Hotel, Banbury"

Lauren's heart immediately started racing, her pussy getting hot and wet. Pressing her hand between her legs as if trying to keep the heat in, her mind went straight back to that night remembering his mouth, his fingers, his cock, especially his cock. Her head was telling her this was a bad idea. She had been lucky last time and still didn't know anything about this man, he could be some kind of psychopath, she didn't even know the email was from him. Even as she thought of all these rational reasons not to go, she knew her curiousity and lust would win out and she would be in Banbury on the 24th.

The 24th was over a week away, so on the Saturday, Lauren thought she'd treat herself (or the stranger, she wasn't sure) and went to the boutique lingerie shop in town, Honey Rose. As she walked in she felt like a like a kid in a candy store. Everywhere she looked there was lace and silk and even leather, in every colour and shade she could imagine. She wandered the rows stopping occasionally to look at the various styles and cuts and started to feel overwhelmed by the choice.

"Do you want a hand?" a camp voice behind her startled her and she turned to see a well groomed man smiling at her.

"Yes, please," she replied, "There's just so much choice."

"No problem, honey," he replied, "I'm Liam and I'm at your service. Let's start with who you're buying for and why."

"It's for me," Lauren started, "Well, for me to wear, so you could say it's for him, I don't know. It's a new, I suppose you could call it a relationship, so I want to feel and look my best."

"Good for you, girl," Liam exclaimed, "You're getting yours, so you want him to appreciate what he's getting! If you're not in a rush, shall we do this properly?"

Nodding her agreement, Lauren was led to a well lit back room with full length mirrors and a couple of comfy chairs and was handed a glass of champagne.

"So, what area are we aiming for?" asked Liam, "Sexy or slutty?"

"Heading towards slutty," Lauren replied, surprising herself, "But staying on the sexy side of the line." They chatted about styles and materials whilst Lauren sipped at her champagne.

"Right, let's get a proper look at what we're working with," said the shop assistant once she had finished her drink, "Off with the clothes."

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Lauren stripped and stood, slightly self-consciously, naked in the middle of the room while Liam walked round her eyeing her appraisingly. Deciding it was silly to be shy about this, she straightened her back and stood tall and proud.

"Lovely," remarked Liam, "It's so nice to work with someone with curves. We get these stick thin little things and it's like hanging a doilie on a clothes rack, there's nothing to show off. But you, now there's something I can work with and celebrate. We're going to have some fun today."

With that he handed Lauren a small silk robe, refilled her glass and left her alone while he went and made his selections. He returned a few minutes later with his arms full of lace and silk. Lauren spent a wonderful hour trying on various styles and colours, giggling with Liam like they were old friends. Eventually she settled on a dusky pink silk bra trimmed in black lace, the cups came diagonally over her breasts meeting in the middle, drawing the eye to her cleavage. They paired that with a matching thong, the triangle of silk at the front disappearing into black lace as it went between her legs. The effect from behind framing her buttocks sexily. As she paid for her purchases, she promised to be back soon to buy some of the other items she'd tried on.

The 24th soon came around and after a light dinner, with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, Lauren got herself ready for the evening. After putting on her purchases from Honey Rose, she admired herself in the mirror.

"If it all goes wrong, at least I'll be a sexy corpse," she thought to herself with dark humour.

She covered the underwear with her favourite dress, a short black number that pinched in snugly at the waist with inch thick shoulder straps. Smoothing her dress over her body, she took one last look in the mirror and smiled at herself, he was in for a treat.

She arrived at the hotel just after 7. It had the look of an old pub that had branched out into accomodation. A modern looking three storey extension had been built out of the back of a large traditional looking inn. Glad of the extra time, she made her way to the bar and ordered a gin and tonic. As she was ordering her second, her phone pinged that an email had arrived. She had set up her work email to forward everything from Number 7 to her personal account, given the timing, she suspected this was further instructions. Her suspicions were confirmed as she opened the email from Number 7.

"Room 211. Door unlocked."

Lauren sat and stared at her phone. The simple message of 4 words suddenly made everything more real. She was sat in a hotel bar with the express intention of having sex with a man she had met once before and didn't even know his name! She struggled to recognise herself in that situation, sex had always been part of a relationship for her, it didn't look like he was going to buy her a drink, let alone dinner! She could, and probably should, still leave and noone would ever know. She could start dating again and meet someone nice and settle into a normal relationship. However, she knew, deep down, that she would always be wondering what would have happened tonight? Where would it have led to? So, with her rational mind screaming at her, she finished her drink and headed to the accommodation section of the building.

Excitement building all the way, Lauren made her up in the elevator and once again found herself in front of a hotel room door. Taking a deep breath she tried the handle and found that it was indeed unlocked. The door swung open into a dark room. Nervously, Lauren stepped into the darkness and started feeling for a light switch. As the door slammed behind her, she felt a hand on her wrist and another on her waist, pulling her backwards. Arms wrapped around her as she was pulled against a toned chest, obvious signs of excitement pressing into her backside. She could feel his warm breath on the back of her neck and she ached for more attention, a kiss or a caress, anything to let her know she was safe.

Instead she was spun gently and released. Disorientated, Lauren held her arms out, trying to touch something to get her bearings again. Suddenly there was a hand on her shoulder, gently turning her to her right. As her hands touched a cotton shirt, the hand guiding her moved to the back of her neck and two lips were pressed against hers. Relaxing, she allowed herself to be embraced, tracing her own hand up to the back of his neck, holding his lips to hers. Feeling the tension drain from her, Lauren hadn't realised just how tense she had been. With the tension gone, all that was left was excitement and Lauren parted her lips to deepen their kiss.

Once again, the stranger released her, but this time kept contact with her body. Lauren could feel him gently stroking her arm as he returned to his position behind her. With his hands on her hips, Lauren gasped as he pressed his erection against her rear, remembering the last time she encountered it. His hands travelled up her body until they were over her breasts, pressing the soft flesh firmly. Lauren moaned in encouragement and ground herself against his groin. His hands left her breasts and found the zip of her dress. Kissing the back of her neck, giving her goosebumps, he slowly pulled the zip downwards. Briefly breaking contact, he pushed the straps off her shoulders, letting the dress drop to the floor.

Lauren felt his hands exploring her body, the darkness heightening her senses. The scent of his aftershave mingled with the faint aroma of her arousal, the sound of his controlled but excited breathing, the touch of his fingers on her skin all filled her mind, drawing her deeper into the situation. His fingers left a trail of goosebumps as they traced their way over her shoulders and arms. Lauren reached back, searching for the back of the stranger's head as his hands moved over her waist and stomach, upwards towards her full breasts. She sighed and pushed her chest out when he finally reached the silk and lace clad mounds. She was in heaven as his fingers danced over the soft material, brushing it against her erect nipples before stroking her deep cleavage.

Bringing his hands to her back, he deftly unclasped her bra and stroked under the material lifting it off her tits. Her sighs deepened as he caressed the newly exposed flesh avoiding her stiff nipples. A low moan escaped her lips when he finally ran the length of a finger along the tip of each nipple before enclosing them firmly in his palms as he gripped her breasts. As his hands travelled down Lauren's body, she relaxed her arms to let her bra fall to the floor before replacing them behind his head as his fingers reached the elastic of her thong. However much Lauren moved her hips, the stranger wouldn't be rushed, content to fiddle with the black lace, teasing the woman in his arms. Eventually he gave in, sliding his hand over the small silk triangle, pushing the cool material against her burning pussy. Lauren gasped at the contrast and the attention she was receiving. Leaving her pussy, he ran his fingers up the exposed cheeks of her arse before stroking the muscles firmly. Excitement built in Lauren as his hands strayed to her thong and the thin strip of material disappearing between her cheeks. He twisted and pulled at it briefly, causing Lauren to squirm with the differing sensations, before pulling the tiny garment to her knees and letting it fall.

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Standing naked in the darkness with a man she barely knew, Lauren felt the exhilarating combination of vulnerability and anticipation. That feeling was compounded when the stranger moved in front of her and embraced her. The feeling of his clothes against her naked flesh, the rough material stimulating her sensitive areas, thrilled and scared her in equal measures. As she felt his lips on hers, Lauren leant into the situation, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him closer to her.

Needing to feel more in control of the situation, Lauren relaxed her legs and slid down the stranger's body until she was on her knees before him. Feeling around she soon located his erection within his trousers, purring hungrily as she slowly stroked it. Eagerly she searched for the fastenings of his trousers, soon locating the button fly. Frustrated, but undeterred, she undid the awkward buttons as quickly as she could before yanking his trousers and underwear down as one, his thick member springing up and brushing against her cheek.

Taking hold of the impressive cock by the root, Lauren licked slowly upwards from root to tip, feeling every ridge and vein before sampling his salty pre-cum. She repeated this slow teasing until she felt his hand on the back of her neck. Enjoying the moment of control, Lauren stroked the base of his penis firmly whilst wrapping her tongue around the bulbous helmet. Spurred on my his gentle moans, she parted her lips and lowered her mouth onto the first inch or so of his cock. Turned on by how the thickness filled her mouth, Lauren brought her other hand to between her legs, immediately feeling how wet she was. She sucked gently as she moved her lips up and down the end of his penis, stroking it and rubbing her clitoris in sync with her movements. A combination of horniness, curiosity and bravery made her take in a little more of the thick organ each time, her movements becoming quicker, encouraged by the increased raggedness of his breathing.

A moment of overconfidence saw Lauren try to take in too much of the large cock and choked briefly and had to take it from her mouth as she recovered. As she got her breath back, she continued to wank both herself and the stranger, kissing and sucking along the length of his dick. Feeling her orgasm approaching, Lauren increased her pace on her clitoris and his cock. Taking greater care this time, she sucked greedily on the stranger's cock, moaning in ecstasy around the meaty gag. It wasn't long until her climax passed through her, the groans sending pleasurable shockwaves through his member. As he held her head firmly, Lauren continued to suck and stroke until, with a grunt jets of sperm erupted into her mouth. As fast as she tried to swallow, the amount of cum and the thick cock in her mouth made it impossible to get everything and she felt a small amount trickle down her chin onto her breasts.

With his hand under her chin, he encouraged her to stand, extracating his feet from his clothes as she did so. With her eyes getting used to the darkness, Lauren could make out vague shapes around her. As she reached her full height, they kissed and she pulled at the buttons of his shirt, not caring if they came undone or came away from the shirt. She wanted him as naked as she was. Her task accomplished, she pulled the shirt roughly from his shoulders before letting it drop to the floor. They kissed passionately, tongues exploring each other's mouths, arms pulling them close to each other. Lauren finally had the skin on skin contact she had been craving.

Suddenly, the stranger placed his hands on her thighs and lifted her into the air. Lauren wrapped her arms and legs around him to help, trapping his rising penis against her wet pussy. He carried her to the double bed before climbing on to it and laying her down. Lying on top of her, he started rocking his hips making is now erect cock rub against the inside of her labia and press against her clitoris. Lauren moaned in pleasure as her juices coated his thick weapon, lifting her hips off the bed to increase the pressure.

Lauren screamed out as, without warning, the stranger moved further back before penetrating her with his full length, stretching her as he had those weeks earlier. There was no waiting for her to get used to his size this time as he immediately started fucking her with his full length and power. The sudden onslaught overwhelmed Lauren, the mixture of pleasure and pain clouding her senses. She dug her nails into his back, panting and moaning over his shoulder as he relentlessly plunged into her depths. Her orgasm blindsided her as she concentrated on accomodating the thick meat pounding away at her pussy. Gasping in surprise, she released her hold on the stranger and collapsed against the bed.

Not to be denied his own climax, the stranger put his hands on her waist and pulled Lauren harder onto his rampaging cock as sat up to maximise this new angle. It wasn't long before Lauren's tight channel did it's work and his cock pumped its load into her. Exhausted, Lauren was surprised how she had responded to being used like that. She had come here expected a repeat of last time where he had her body singing, but this had been so much more primal. Her head was spinning trying to work out what it was she wanted.

A pop woke her from her from her confusion and she found herself being handed a cool glass. Glad of any refreshment and respite, no matter how brief, she took it gratefully. They sipped what turned out to be champagne in silence, Lauren trying, but unable, to focus on the handsome stranger's expression, trying to understand what was going on in his mind.

Once the first glass was finished, the stranger attempted to refill Lauren's glass. She let out a gasp as the cool liquid missed the glass and splashed against her breasts, running into her cleavage, the small bubbles popping against her skin like tiny fireworks. She heard him place the bottle on the bedside table before she felt his tongue between her breasts. The warm muscle contrasting with the cool liquid as it licked up the liquid. Lauren purred as she ran her fingers through his hair encouraging him to continue. Continue he did, following the trail of the liquid and lapping up the small amount that had collected in her belly button before continuing downwards. Lauren trembled in anticipation as the stranger's tongue reached the edge of her pubic hair. She gave a quiet but encouraging moan as he started gently licking at her clitoris, enjoying the gentle stimulation after the earlier frenzy.

Reaching out carefully, Lauren managed to locate the bottle of champagne. She took a big swig before pouring a thin steady stream between her breasts, sensing its cool progress down her body. She sighed at the contrasting sensations when the stream reached between her legs. The cold of the champagne and spark of the bubbles against the heat and smoothness of the stranger's tongue had her sighing with satisfaction. When the stream stopped as Lauren took another swig, the man sat up and took the bottle from her. Taking a drink himself, he handed the bottle back before returning to between her legs.

Lauren gasped in surprise as a cool jet of sparkling liquid entered her vagina, the bubbles exploding against the walls giving her sensations she had never experienced before. As she was recovering from this shock, the stranger licking at her entrance, lapping up the combination of the champagne and her juices as they ran out of her pushed her over the edge into a muted orgasm. She pulled his head upwards and pressed her lips to his tasting the combined fluids.

She gave a disappointed whimper as he pulled away and got up of the bed. She closed her eyes trying to sense his presence and what he was doing. Surely that wasn't the end of the night. She heard a faint rattle that she couldn't work out, but then with relief heard his breathing and footsteps approaching the bed. Offering her body to him, she relaxed back into the bed trembling in anticipation as to what the night was going to bring.

Lauren gasped out loud as something cold and hard was rubbed gently against her nipple. As she felt beads of moisture run over her curves, she worked out it must be an ice cube. The sudden cold made her blood rush to her already erect bud, engorging it so she thought she might pop. When the man slowly dragged the ice cube to her other breast, replacing it on her nipple with his mouth and tongue, the contrast between the hot and cold sent her into raptures. Pushing her shoulders back into the bed, she lifted her chest, desperate for more of this tortuous stimulation.

The ice cube made its slippery way over her stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. Lauren's breathing quickened and she bit her bottom lip gently, preparing herself for what she hoped was coming next. She wasn't disappointed and screamed in ecstasy as the cold object hit her clitoris. The sudden cold against her heat was almost painful but the overall effect was one of the most intensely erotic sensations she had ever experienced. The stranger rubbed the ice slowly around her stiff little nub before running it between her labia. Another scream erupted from Lauren's lips as the ice cube was pushed into her tight pussy. How the melting water wasn't immediately boiling, she didn't know, she felt on fire. Her nerves were firing constantly, sending mixed messages that were nearly overwhelming her, she felt on the edge of tears, but at the same time pressed her thighs together, trying to prolong the experience.

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