“I want you blindfolded. On your bed. Dressed to please.”
“We’ve never met,” she responded. “How can I trust you like that?”
“You will trust me. And you will do it. Or you’ll find someone else to fuck you.”
It was after ten on a weekend. Carla was home alone for the first time in ages. The husband she was psyching herself up divorce had taken the boys on a road trip to watch a basketball game.
“Any thing else, sir?” she asked.
“Leave the front door unlocked. Be on your hands and knees. I’ll be there in exactly an hour.”
“It’s a ranch style house,” she said. “The master bedroom is down the hall in the back.”
I got in the car and headed to the suburbs. I’d been talking to Carla for half a day after connecting on an app. She was in her mid-forties. Petite. Fit. Jet black hair and Hispanic heritage.
It was an older ranch home on a big lot on the north side of Lake Grapevine. Nothing like the McMansions and planned subdivisions only a few miles away.
The front porch light was on. The door was unlocked. I walked inside and shut it behind me.
There wasn’t much light on. Just a lamp to guide my way. I looked down the hallway to the room at the end. I could tell there were candles flickering.
Carla was on the bed. She looked incredible in a black mesh catsuit. It hugged her big tits and tiny body. She wore a black silk sleep mask. She was on her hands and knees with her legs spread. She didn’t move or make a sound. Didn’t acknowledge my footsteps.
There was a whiskey bottle, ice, and two glasses on the night stand.
I didn’t say a word as I took off my coat. I poured a glass of whiskey with two ice cubes.
“Don’t move an inch,” I said out loudly.
There was a chair in the corner. I sat down to savor my drink and admire her body. She had large, hard nipples. The catsuit was crotchless and her pussy was shaved.
I dumped the ice cubs from the glass to my hand as I walked to the bed. I put my palm over her hot cunt. She groaned as I massaged the ice againt her. I caught her clit between the tips of my middle fingers and squeezed. I rubbed the ice up and down her slit with my thumb.
Carla started moving. She rocked back and forth into my hand. She moaned. I slapped her ass.
“Nobody gave you permission to move,” I said. “Or moan.”
“Yes, sir,” she answered.
“Convince me you need my cock,” I said.
“I do need it,” she responded. “Will you give it to me.”
“That’s not what need sounds like.”
I slapped her ass again. Harder.
I rubbed her pussy. Slipped a finger in it. She moaned again before she could stifle it. I responed with another firm slap on her ass.
“Please,” she started to beg.
“Please fuck me.”
I fingered her harder. My thumb circled her clit. She couldn’t stop her moan again. But this time I let her. Her pussy was dripping wet.
“Please,” she said again. More convincing this time. “I need it.”
“What do you need?”
“I need to be fucked,” she responded.
“Fucked how?”
“Like the slut I am,” she said.
“By a stranger? Do you like the idea of that? Being fucked like a slut by someone you’ve never met?”
She moaned and groaned as I fingered her.
“Yes,” she burst out. “I want to be fucked by a stranger.”
I unbuckled my belt. Unbuttoned my slacks. Slid the zipper down. I ran the tip of my hard cock along her slit. And then I took her.
With my hand twirled in that dark hair I fucked her like a dog. She came almost immediately. I pulled her hair and told her not to cum again without asking permission.
And then I fucked her harder. My cock slid in and out in deep, firm strokes. Her back arched.
“May I cum,” she pleaded.
I granted her permission and she came for a second time.
I grabbed her hips. I drove into her. I pulled my cock out at the last second and blew on her ass.
And then I left.
The entire encounter lasted less than 90 minutes.
And we never spoke again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8xvuu2/mf_a_craigs_list_encounter_in_north_texas
Shouldve cum in her man