I lay back on the bed, my heart racing. I could feel the excitement coursing through me; we’d been talking for months online but this was our first time meeting. She’s in the bathroom of our hotel room; ‘slipping into something more comfortable’, she said. I knew how incredible her taste in lingerie is, felt myself bite my lip and squirm in anticipation. I’d wanted her for months. Her body; her smell; her voice. Everything.
The door opened and, as she slowly walked towards me, I felt the lust in my body; the dull ache between my legs as I strained for her and the drop of precum at the tip of my cock. She looked better than I could have imagined, the perfect erotic vision of sex, the tantalising embodiment of feminine guile perfectly accentuated by a naughty black playsuit with a plunging neckline. Her beautiful smooth skin, the colour of caramel and twice as sweet; the soft, dark luxuriant hair; the thick, beautiful thighs that I’d dreamt for burying my head between and a chest that made me let out a low groan.
She climbed on the bed and I could feel that she was nervous, that she needed guidance. My hand behind her head, I drew her in for a long, deep kiss. She tasted like milk and honey, she smelled like the beautiful, delicate flower she is. She felt like heaven. As our tongues danced and our bodies pressed ever closer, for the fist time I allowed my hands to wander. My fingers gliding across her skin, massaging her thighs and pulling her ass close. I gave it a gentle squeeze, letting her know how much I like it. Letting her know how she intoxicates me. Our lips finally separating, I began on her neck and ear. Kissing. Sucking. I wanted every inch of her, and I wanted her to know; I wanted to hear her moan in my ear and for her to know that she’s my perfect little kitten. Between moans, the first words escape her lips. ‘Please. I want to be dirty for you.’
My eyes close, my head rocks back as I feel her hands running across my thighs, my chest. My hips buckle as I feel her warm mouth, her beautiful lips, around my cock, her beautiful hair in my hand as I gently guide her. She takes it all, looking up at me. Happy. Lust-filled. I moan, telling her how good it feels as I stroke her cheek, feeling myself throb inside her. But I’m not ready to cum; I want to taste her. I want to make her eyes roll back and her back to arch; I want her toes to curl and her voice to break as I worship her. Taking her from my cock, we share a deep kiss before she wriggles out of her playsuit to give me total access to her beautiful body.
My lips against her wetness for the first time, my tongue savours her true taste. My hands on her thighs, I pull her close and bury myself; kissing her clit, using my mouth to take in every part of her most sensitive area. I lift my head, encourage her to cum. Tell her I want it. I need it. My fingers digging into her, she knows this is not a request. It is a command. A plea. I feel the shift in her weight as the waves crash over her; feel the fingers in my hair; the pressure around my ears as she grinds into me. As she comes down, I turn her over; her body easy now. Relaxed. Trusting me, knowing that she’s my goddess. Spreading her beautiful ass, I begin to eat her in earnest. She moans into the bed and I drive my tongue deeper; by now I’ve lost all control. I fucking need her.
Pulling away, I kiss along her back; the sweet taste of her body making my cock ache again, pressed against her ass. Kissing the back of her neck, I feel her squirm. I want to hear it. I want her to say it.
‘Please. Fuck me.’
The words have barely left her lips and I am in her; my body pressed against her as she succumbs. Gives over to pleasure. Flat on the bed, I know she can feel every inch. Every twitch. Every tiny movement as I grind into her, telling her how good she is. How she fits me like a glove. How she’s such a naughty fucking girl. I feel her body pushing back, and know that she doesn’t need anymore sweet words. She doesn’t need anymore delicate kisses, or tender touches. She needs to be fucked.
I give it to her. Everything. Her moans harmonise perfectly with the sound of our flesh as I drive into her, harder now. Faster. I hear her cum; hear the word ‘Daddy’ on her lips as the bed shakes. But I don’t stop. I get her on her back and drag her feet to my shoulders, my cock deep inside her her tits shaking as I fuck her. Primitive. Primal. Raw. We’re both dripping sweat, moaning out, and I tell her I’m close. Between breaths, she begins to ask for it. Plead for it. Pulling out, warm cum erupts from me; coating her magnificent body, her beautiful tits.
I can’t think straight and a bolt of electricity races through my body as I feel her tongue on my head. Licking it all up, just like a good girl.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5rakow/the_first_time_we_met_mf