Stranger, danger?

It had been far too long. Not since my last orgasm, of course, but so long since I had felt the sensation of a man's hands on my skin. I couldn't wait any longer.

Options were thin on the ground at the time, so I went with what was available. The internet is never short of men looking to be pleasured. He had mentioned something a while ago, after a brief conversation about nothing very interesting, he asked me one night if I'd like to fuck him. At the time, my ladylike side kicked in, leading me to promptly reject this very un-gentlemanly offer. But now I was starting to rethink that. I told myself that as long as I didn't have to go out of my way, a lady can still have fun behind closed doors. It took less than five minutes of discussion to order a home-delivered serve of man meat (hopefully with free sauce).

He arrived in a non-descript fashion, following my instructions to arrive, enter and say nothing. It was inevitable that I would kiss him, as soon as I did he moved towards me and before I knew it, our clothes were gone. I spread him out on my quilt and set about making my impression. While stroking his balls with my left hand, my right wrapped around the lower end of his shaft, leaving plenty of room for my mouth. With a deep mouth and a long tongue, I knew I could please him like never before. I began gently sucking on the head of his cock, licking it every now and then, being sure to slide my tongue along the glans, all the way around. He started moaning in a low tone that could have been pleasure or pain. His throbbing dick told me it was definitely pleasure.

Releasing my grip on his penis, I lowered myself down on it, rocking back and forth on my knees to take it to the back of my throat with every thrust. Squeezing my lips around him tighter made him start bucking, so I held down his hips and began to suck continuously, swallowing the head just the littlest bit, to let him feel the top of my throat for a few seconds at a time, every time. By now he was gasping for breath and letting out primal sounding noises, almost growling.

I knew I had to let him explode on my tongue, down my throat. I reached behind his testes with my finger and gently rubbed, while doing the same to the base of his cock with my thumb. His whole body shuddered, and this time I let him buck to his heart's content, fucking my throat until he couldn't take it anymore. With an almighty rush, his warm, sticky cum sprayed my tongue and ran down my throat. I didn't miss a drop.

When it was all over, we agreed never to see each other or speak to each other again.

And I went from feeling like a lady... to a dirty, cum-hungry little slut.
An amazing afternoon.