Yes Daddy - He was so muscular and manly. I needed him. I wanted to submit to him and he would make me, every time.
PART I / CH. 01 - FIRST ENCOUNTER
He sat a short distance away from me, right in my line of site, across from the seat I was sitting in, on my train ride home. Occasionally, we exchanged looks. I didn't pay much attention to what was occurring as I switched between looking out the window and looking at him, just to find his eyes on me. It had me intrigued. The way he stared at me; his eyes deeply set on me as if to communicate without words.
I smiled, sort of devilishly knowing he would see but knowing I could play the same game as I continuously made eye contact with him. The next stop would come, and people would pile in, filling the train but somehow, I could still find his eyes watching me, saying everything without saying a word. If we were alone, we would be all over each other.
I bit my lips at the thought of it. My eyes still on him, undressing him with my eyes as I took in the view of him. His muscular physique, the way he sat to how he focused on me like I was the only one on the train, even with the crowd.
We would reach a stop before the train would go express and it was the stop where the crowd filled the train, blocking the view of him completely. It left me back to staring out the window, staring at the random infrastructure of the train tunnels to the stops that the train would pass by.
We would finally make it to the first stop for the crowd to empty and with that, my eyes searched for him. Looking to find him in my line of sight but he was no longer there. More stops, more people exiting, more moments of me trying to figure out which stop he had gotten off at until my eyes found him again. His eyes watching me, from a different seat and with that we were both locked in again with each other.
My stop was approaching but the way we were in tuned, I couldn't see myself exiting. I couldn't take my eyes off him, and he continued watching me. What was my plan? Miss my stop, continue riding till the end of the line and then ride the train back? That was silly. Other option was to take it to a stop where there would be a reason for me to get off and then go back home from there. The anticipation of something transpiring between us had grew, I moved closer to again have a better angle to watch him, watching me.
It was clear what our eyes were both saying, and it wasn't just me. My stop came and went. The next stop; last chance to get off somewhat close to home. The next stop, okay, I wanted to see where this would go. Two more stops, and there were 3 stops remaining but only 2 for me. We could say something, but no words needed to be said as the train had emptied, leaving few of us left. The train pulled into the station, and I stood in the doorway, waiting for it to come to a stop, luckily enough he had also gotten up.
Now, the question became was this his stop or had he been waiting for me to get off so we could explore each other. In my mind it made sense but now that the train doors opened, and everyone walked towards exits, I walked along nervously considering what could happen next. He walked behind me and then passed me, but we were walking in the same direction. There was a restaurant nearby that made the stop a choice, but food was long from my mind as he continued to watch me.
We approached a building that he walked towards. It was passed the restaurant and in the next point for me was a friend who lived nearby, but he had turned to me as he opened the door, nodding for me to come with him.
And I did.
Hey.
We were alone at last. I didn't know what to say as I found myself grinning but nervous that this was happening.
"The whole time I was trying to resist but you kept staring." He said at one point. "I even changed seats so I could be good tonight and just come home but..."
"I wasn't sure how to react but you're too sexy not to stare,"
"Thank you,"
"Nice place,"
All the pleasantries and introductions -- we both knew exactly what led us here. He offered me a drink which I took but there was only one drink I wanted and that was him.
What are you into?
What do you like to do?
He sat in front of me on the coffee table in front of his couch. So close that I couldn't help but look at his physique and take in the full mass of him now that we were inches apart. My nerves had grown, not knowing what to do or what to say but obviously not able to take my eyes off him.
"You're so cute," he said, laughing, probably noticing my reaction to him. His hands began touching my legs. Caressing them as he continued to look directly into me. "Are you nervous,"
I didn't want to admit it, so I said no, while attempting to laugh it off. His eyes studying me, along with his body heat from the closeness was intoxicating. He moved in to kiss me. And that was all it took for it to go from this soft, meeting of our mouths to this passionate, wanting to devour each other kiss. He leaned into me, pushing me back on to the couch as he climbed onto of me. His full weight was on top of me. He was already taller and more muscular than me, but the feeling was everything I wanted.
The way he overpowered me, as he moved me around on his couch, controlling my body, moving me into positions for him to grind against me was too hot. I quickly fell into his desires, wanting whatever he wanted of me. I could feel his dick throbbing against mine, awakening something in me as he continued kissing me, holding both my arms as his body pressed me into the couch.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful," he spoke as he leaned up from me, grabbing my face as he moved over me. His crotch moving to my chest as he pulled his dick from his shorts to push it in my face.
My mouth was ready as he inched closer pushing his dick into my lips. He pushed further, entering my mouth as I gladly sucked while he thrusted in and out of my mouth. I was insatiable. I wanted more. I wanted him in my throat. I moaned for more as he used my mouth.
So good.
Yeah.
Suck my dick.
"This is what you wanted?"
I nodded and moaned yes, with my mouth filled with his dick. I was his and it was that acknowledgment that let things go further as this muscular man slipped out of my mouth and moved my body. I would go wherever he wanted. He pulled me up to continue kissing me as he began to lead me away from the couch to the bedroom.
Fuck.
