[F]un in quarantine

I’m not the prettiest woman in every room, but I’m damn sure the best at getting a man off.  I talk a big game and I always deliver. That why I’m the one who is always leaving with the hottest guy.  

I take pride in being a slut.  I lost track of how many men I’d fucked way back in college.  I lost count of the women I’d slept with long before that.

Now I’m in my 30s and live with my female lover.  She and I have an understanding. I haven’t gone more than a few weeks without some random dick in over a decade.  I didn’t plan on breaking that streak any time soon. Then the quarantine happened.

There are a few guys I could call up and be sure they haven’t left home, but part of the thrill is when it is random and new.  I like a chance meeting with a complete stranger or picking a handsome face from a dating app and just going for it. Unfortunately, going for it was off the table.  

Desperate times call for desperate measures.  Everyone is social distancing, and I definitely want to do my part.  I had to be innovative.  

I fired up my favorite dating app. There are tons and they are easy to find.  They all have their pros and cons. I’ve found one that requires background checks and a paid membership works best for me.

My profile was simple.  I wrote that I was looking for someone who wanted to meet up as soon as possible and see what kind of fun we can have from six feet apart.  I know some men will jack off to just about anyone, but I was looking for the cream of the crop.

I posted in a few normal pictures and then changed into a low cut top.  I shot a ten-second video to prove I was real.  

“Hung studs in the medical field to the front of the line,” I said with a smile.

The matches started rolling in quickly.  I rejected most of them without a second thought. 

The first mutual match turned out to be a disappointment.  It’s not that One wasn’t hot. He was younger than me and well-groomed with a hot body.  Unfortunately, he didn’t know how to play. He couldn’t keep up with my sexy banter and kept telling me he’d love to fuck. 

I was still willing to give him a try and gave him my contact information on a chat app.  He immediately sent me a video request.

“So are we going to screw?” he asked.

I reminded him that sex was off the table, but we could have fun in other ways.  

“So you just want me to jack off?” he asked.  “Well show me your tits.”

“I was thinking we’d do this in person,” I said.  “From across the room.”

He panned the camera down to his shorts.  I could see his hard cock.  

“Come over and let’s have fun,” I said.

“You know you want this dick,” he answered.

He pulled down his shorts and went to work.  I tried to play along with him, but it wasn’t turning me on at all.  I ended up being polite and giving him some fake moans. He wasn’t interested in my pleasure.  He shot his load, thanked me, and hung up.

The next couple of guys were pretty similar to the first.  The first one asked me to text him some pictures of my titties.  I swiped left and closed the connection.

The third guy wasn’t any better.  He wanted me to call him daddy and started calling himself a dominant man.  As always, finding someone on a dating app was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

I got lucky with the fourth mutual match.  He was a fucking specimen. He was handsome and rugged, like the actor on the Dos Equis commercials.  His hair was thick and curly. He had a sexy beard and brown skin. I could see the thick, black chest hair poking out from his tailored button-down shirt.  His picture alone made me wet. In terms of looks, he was a ten out of ten.  

We got a video call going and I knew right away that he was the one.  He was sexy and smooth. He wasn’t in a rush to expose his body. He didn’t touch his cock.  He didn’t ask me to undress. He spoke slightly accented English and told me he was a doctor.  

“What is a guy like you doing on a dating site?” I asked him.

“I could as you the same, beautiful lady,” he said.

“I’m in an open relationship with a woman.  She knows I can’t give up men entirely.”

“I’m stressed from everything going on,” he said.  “I’m looking to relax and have some fun without putting much thought into it.”

I assumed he was probably married, too, and just chasing a thrill.  It didn’t matter to me. He turned me on. I could tell he wouldn’t rush.  If he was a cheater, that wasn’t my problem. I gave him the name of a nearby hotel and told him to text me when he arrived for the room number.

“Knock on the door three times when you come upstairs,” I told him.  “I will slide the spare key under so you can come in. Social distancing.”

“Should I bring a surgical mask with me?” he joked.

“That might be sexy,” I said.

“I’ll be there within the hour,” he said.

I walked a couple of blocks to the hotel I’d booked online.  Not surprisingly, rooms were marked down significantly and there weren’t many people.  I went up to the room and changed into lingerie and heels. I covered up with a silky white robe.

I texted him the room number.  When he showed up, he knocked three times as instructed.  I slid the key out and stepped away from the door.  

Doc was even hotter in person.  He was tall and svelte with muscular arms.  He wore tailored jeans and a dress shirt.  

“I thought about bringing my white coat,” he said.  “Since you mentioned the medical field. Instead, I just brought this.”

He pulled out a single surgical mask and used it to cover his face.  His eyes were still piercing.  

“I don’t have a thing for doctors,” I said.  “I just know they’re under a lot of stress lately.  I want to do my part.”

“How will you do that?” he asked.  “What do you have under that robe? A little nightie?  How innocent.”

He gestured toward an overstuffed chair by the window.  I stook on the opposite side of the room with the big king bed in between the two of us.  He took a seat.

“I’m not good at doing innocent, Doc. I hope that’s not what you wanted.”

I opened the first few buttons on my robe.  The valley between my tits was exposed.

“Oops.  Looks like I forgot the gown.”

The Doctor licked his lips.  He reached down to adjust his cock.  His brown eyes were locked on my body.

I continued opening the robe. I let it hang freely, covering my tits.  My hard nipples made poked through the fabric. I showed off my flat tummy.

“Are you wearing a garter belt?” he asked.

“Can’t sneak anything past a doctor, can I?” I teased

Beneath my robe, I wore nothing by a white lace garter belt, white stockings, and virginal lacy white bikini panties.

I opened the robe further so he could get a better look. I stuck one leg forward and posed for him. I kept my nipples covered, teasing him with the promise of the reveal.  Doc looked up and down my long, stocking-clad legs. His eyes lingered on the exposed flesh of my thighs.  

“Show me more,” he said.

His voice wasn’t needy.  He wasn’t asking. He was confident.  That’s the kind of man that ruins me. No woman can give me that feeling of being in control.

I let the silky robe slide off my shoulders and down to the floor.  

“God damn!” he exclaimed when he saw my big titties.  “

“Are you just going to look?” I asked.

“What else would you have me do form way over here?” he asked.

“I’d like to see more of your hot body,” I told him.

The doctor stood up.  He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.  The man was hot and knew it. His torso was covered in thick hair.  His chest and abs were muscular and clearly defined.  

“Why don’t you get out of those pants?” I asked.

He took care to hang up his shirt after sliding it off. I wanted his strong hands on me.  His thick arms make me weak in the knees.

He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and slid them down.  He wore tight, European-style aqua briefs. They looked ready to rip from his massive bulge.  

“Keep going, Doctor,” I encouraged.  “I want to see the full package.” 

He shook his head.

“It’s your turn,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” I responded.  

I leaned forward to unsnap the garters from my stocking.

“No, no!” he said sharply. “Leave those on.”

“Yes, sir,” I said again.  

I took my little white panties and slid them down as far as possible with the garters fastened.  I spun slowly so he could see my nice, tight ass. I grabbed the nearby desk chair and turned it to face him. I sat down and spread my legs so he could see my neatly trimmed black bush.  

The doctor let out a low whistle to show his appreciation.  

“It’s too bad I won’t get to taste that tonight,” he said.

He stood up and hooked his fingers in the waistband of his underwear.

“Or that you won’t get to feel this.”

He slid his shorts down his muscular legs.  The man’s cock was as beautiful as the rest of him.  It wasn’t huge, but it was thick and attractive. I was certain he knew how to use it. 

He turned away from me and went into the bathroom. His ass was high and firm.  He came back with the bottle of complimentary lotion and took a seat in the chair.  He squirted some into his hand and rubbed it up and down his dick.  

I instantly went into porn star mode.  

“That’s right,” I said.  “Stroke that fucking cock for me.  I want you to feel good. You deserve it.”

My handbag was sitting on the desk. I turned around and opened it to grab my little silver vibrator.  I spread my legs so he could get a nice look at my pink pussy. I put the toy to my clit and immediately moaned.

“I like that,” he said.  “I like your pussy.”

“I like your cock,” I moaned.  “I want it in me so bad.”

He started stroking his lubed cock faster.  I tugged playfully at my nipples with one hand and held the vibrator with the other.  I moaned loudly. I wanted him very stimulated.

“I need you in my pussy,” I moaned. “I want your BIG COCK in my HOT LITTLE PUSSY and I can’t have it!”

He jerked harder.  I reached in my bag and pulled out the second toy I had brought with me and a small bottle of lube.  I drizzled some on the hot pink dildo and stuffed it into my tight little cunt.

Doc grunted with pleasure.

“That’s sexy.”

“Does this excite you, baby? Does it make you want to cum?” I moaned.

I fucked my pussy with the dildo.  I held the vibrator to my clit. My little ass came up out of my chair.  I pumped the dildo in and out of my twat. Doc jerked his big dick and kept his eyes locked on me.

“Cum for me, baby,” I said.  “Make that BIG COCK cum for me. I need you to feel good!  You deserve it.”

My thighs started to quiver.  I moaned loudly.

“I’m going to cum for YOU,” I told him.  

I used the toys to give myself a hot orgasm.  It felt amazing.  

The doctor got louder and louder.  He bit his lip.  

“This is for you,” he groaned.

His hot cum shot out onto the floor.  He pumped big, thick gobs out while he stared at me.  

We both sat there catching our breath for a moment.  I kept a safe distance while he dressed and went to the door.  

“I’m going to be thinking about you later when I fuck my wife,” he said.

I smiled and told him I was honored.  I thanked him for the fun and told him I was happy that I could make him feel good. 

Then I got dressed, opened the door with an alcohol wipe, and headed home to my love.  

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