Have I finally met my match

I’ve been celibate for a number of years. Partially by choice and partially by circumstance. I have a couple of guys show interest. One who wanted me to be the other woman and another whose wife left him. No thanks for both. But now it is time to get back into the game.

I had gone on a couple of “dates”, but they were so vanilla they made vanilla looks spicy. I’m a bit adventurous and want to do some exploration. Some guys come on way to hard and fast, I do like a bit of conversation. Then you popped into my messages. You could hold a conversation, slip in the odd erotic comment, then continue the conversation. You were no Johnny Depp, but you also weren’t a gargoyle. You were comfortable looking. You had a sense of humour and you were open about your current situation. You were what I wanted.

We decided on a date at a bar. I turned up, nervous as hell. I go on every date like I’m going to get laid and tonight was no different. Matching lacy bra and undies, suspenders and stockings, low cut button up shirt and a skirt that just covered my stocking tops. I hoped things were going to go well.

I see you walking across the room. I tilt my head slightly and purse my lips together, then obviously check you out. Your jeans left not too much to the imagination and I was impressed. As you reach my table I quickly raise my eyebrows to tell you I like what I see. You smile then ask if I want a drink. “Tequila and lemonade” I tell you. Your eyebrows disappear into your hairline. Guess you weren’t expecting me to be a hard liquor girl. You turn to go to the bar and I take advantage of the chance to check out your arse. Those jeans were really doing your anatomy justice. You turned around and caught me checking out your arse. I just smiled at you.

You came back from the bar and we comfortably fell into chatting. As we chatted we got closer and closer to each other, then began touching hands. You boldly place your hand on my knee. I place my hand on top and I see in your eyes that you think I’m going to move your hand. Instead, I slide your hand to my stocking top, letting you feel the bare flesh. I smile at you and bite my lip suggestively. I remove my hand from yours and place my hand high on your thigh, so my little finger can rub your denim covered cock.

You suggest that we get a room in the hotel attached to the bar. I told him “I thought you’d never ask, but I already have a room. I was drinking tequila remember”. I walk over the escalators. You position yourself two steps below, so you can perve on my legs. I walk over to the elevators to head up to the room.

As we entered the elevator another couple entered after us. We turned to face the front of the elevator, you just behind my shoulder. You reach between my legs from behind. I slide my legs apart a little to give you better access. We get off before the other couple and you keep your hand under my skirt as we leave. I know that the couple gets an eyeful of my arse encased in lace.

We get to the door of the room and you push me against the door. Your very hard cock pushed up against my arse. Pushing up and down against me. You pull my hair aside and roughly kiss my neck. I lean back against you as you grab my breasts and squeeze them. A strained cough reminded us that we were still in the hallway.

I tapped the card on the door and we moved into the room as one. The door was barely closed when you had me against the wall again. Your hands ran up my legs, to my stocking tops and up over my arse. Your body held me tight against the wall as your hands explored my body. Your cock pushed hard against my arse and I longed to get my hands on it.

You grabbed my hair and stepped back. Holding me by my hair you lead me to the bed, pulling me down to sit on the edge of the bed. You stand in front of me, your cock right in front of me. I lift my hands to undo your pants. You grab my wrists and stretch my arms wide. You use your knee to spread my legs and step closer. Your crotch is right in my face and I lean forward to rub my face against the denim. You let go of my wrists and tell me to keep my hands there. You undo the button on your jeans and slide down your fly. You aren’t wearing underwear and are hairless.

You lean forward and I open my mouth to take your magnificent cock in my mouth. “Not yet” you say. You rub your cock all over my face, rubbing the tip across my lips, letting your pre-cum moisten my lips. I can’t control myself and I let my tongue slip between my lips, tasting your pre-cum. “Naughty. Naughty” you say. “Now you have to wait longer”.

You push me back on the bed and take my shoes off. You kiss my ankles and up my calves. Your hands running up and down my legs. One side, then the other. Never kissing above the knee. Your lips feel so good on my legs. Your hands roam up my thighs, just grazing my pussy, each touch making me a little bit wetter. You comment that you can see my pussy glisten. I feel you lick the outside of my undies. You tell me I taste good and you want to bury your face in my pussy. You stand up and tell me to undress, slowly. You reach for your phone and play a song for me to strip to.

I slowly undo the buttons on my shirt, flashing one shoulder, then the other. I turn around and remove my shirt. It falls to the ground behind me. With my legs spread I bend over, knowing that my skirt was showing my my arse. “Freeze” you tell and I stop with my arse in the air. You reach forward and slip my undies aside. You poke your finger inside my pussy and wiggle it around. You pull your finger out, then poke it in my arse. Once again you wiggle your finger around. I’m moaning at what your finger was doing. You pull your finger out and tell me to continue to strip. I run my hands up the back of my legs and up to my suspenders. I run my hands back down my legs causing my stockings to roll down my legs. I unzip my skirt and let it fall to my feet. “Come here” you say and I turn to you. While I’ve been stripping, so have you.

I step forward, ready to get on my knees and suck on your magnificent cock. You grab my hand and pull me towards you. I spread my legs over yours. You pull my undies aside and help me impale myself on your cock. I ride your cock slowly, making sure I get your cock deep inside of me. Up and down, up and down. You eagerly kiss my neck and squeeze my breasts. You pull my breats out of my bra and suck greedily on my nipples. I gasp at the feel of your mouth on my nipple as the other nipple is pinched and squeezed. You lift me from your lap and turn me around. You yank my undies down and pull me back onto your lap, again impaling me with your cock. I ride you a hard as possible, you raise your hips in time with my motion, both of us groaning in ecstasy. Suddenly you stop moving and I feel your cock quiver as you cry out, cumming deep inside me. I reach down quickly and rub my clit. I had almost cum, so I rub until I tip myself over the edge and cum too.

I stand and feel our juices run out of me. “Clean my cock” you tell me and I drop to my knees to suck your cock. I take your huge, wet cock into my mouth. Tasting our juices combined, I lick your cock and balls, suck your shaft, until every inch of you was clean. “Good girl. Now come up here”. I rise from my knees and you kiss me deeply. You pull me onto the bed and we kiss and kiss. You remove my bra so we are both naked. You hold me close and promise me more later, but now we sleep.