It had been far too long since you dressed up like this. You smile at your reflection in the mirror to the left of the bar; you look good. The black strapless dress fitting you so well, accentuating your body. Well, maybe a little tighter than when you bought it, but you still look amazing in it.
It’s been too long, far too long, since you’ve been to a place like this. You look down and the gleam of your engagment ring catching the light made you smile. Greg was amazing and honestly you were so happy, but that didn’t mean that while he’s out on his business trip you couldn’t get gussied up and enjoy a drink. You love the feeling of dressing up, doing your make up, and just going somewhere fancy. Looking around, you could see that you chose the right place; a new bar that just opened up in one of the best hotels in the city. It exuded that feeling of fanciness.
“Here you go ma’am,” the bartender interrupts your reverie and slides your drink over to you.
“Thank you,” you smile brightly. Life was so good. You were getting married soon, things were great, and now you were having a nice cocktail in this nice place. Looking back you couldn’t remember the last time you visited as nice a place as this. Sadly, with the quality came the price; probably only one drink for you before you go. You’d have to bring Greg with you next time, he’d probably love a chance to bust out his suit for non-work purposes.
“Ma’am this is from the gentleman at the booth in the corner.” Again, the bartender interrupts your thoughts. You look at the drink, then up at the bartender for a moment, confused. You turn to look in the direction the bartender had pointed. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks. God he was handsome. He raises his glass to you and you turn quickly before he could see you blush.
“The gentleman asks that you join him, if you’re willing.” The bartender takes your empty drink and walks away having done his job in passing on the invitation.
Maybe it’s ok you rationalized. It’s common courtesy to thank someone for buying you a drink, right? You sneak another glance; he’s tall, with dark hair. You wonder if he looks as good up close. No, no, you were going there to thank him and that was it, you admonished yourself.
You bring your drink with you as you walk over. His smile making you overly aware of yourself. “Fuck. No one thanks someone like this, right?” You regret giving in to your curiosity as you walk up.
“I’m flattered, thanks for the drink,” you managed to get out as you smile at him.
“Why don’t you join me?” he smiles back.
You had been deprived of the feeling you get when your heart jumps out of your chest for so long. You blush again and thank him before sitting down. God, it was like you knew each other forever. The way he talks to you about all the topics you love, the way his hand on your knee felt so natural, and the way his hand moving up to massage your thigh feels so good. Even when he leans in to kiss you, you can’t resist kissing him back. It just feels right, and fuck.. does it feel good. His tongue in your mouth, almost stroking your own as he kisses you. You pull away, eyes a little glazed as you feel his hand slide up under your dress. You gasp as you feel his finger begin stroking your slit through your panties. Up and down, slowly pressing against you, pausing when against your clit. Only a thin piece of fabric stopping him, a rapidly moistening piece of fabric. He leans in, kissing your neck softly. You shiver when feeling his breath on your neck, a prelude to his lips against your skin.
“Can I?”
Two words that was it. You knew what he was asking, though. Even before you looked into his eyes and saw the hunger, you knew what he wanted. You nod quietly, biting your lips as you spread your legs just a little more for him. You can barely muffle your moan as he pulls your panties aside and slides his finger inside you. You are so wet that his finger slid in without hesitation. As he begins curling his finger, you grip his forearm tightly, as if trying to stop him but not willing to let him pull away either. You can feel it building up inside you, gripping his arm harder as it swelled. You tuck your face into his chest as you come, shaking head to toe as you whimper.
He waits for you to come down before tilting your head up and kissing you deeply again. “Follow me,” he says, leading you by the hand. The elevator ride was a blur, being ushered into his room was a blur, and it all hits you as you find your hand unbuckling his belt. You pause for a moment; gazing at your ring, thinking of Greg. You take the ring off and put it on the night stand. You turn your attention back to the belt and quickly unbuckle it, letting the pants drop to the floor. You can see the outline of his cock in his underwear. You rub your hand over it slowly looking up at him for approval. He nods, and you pull his waistband down. Finally free, you wrap your fingers around his cock and lick the underside of it; from the balls to the head, one long stroke of your tongue.
“Oh fuck,” he moans. He places his hands on your head guiding you forward. You open your mouth wide and slide him into your mouth. You push deeper and deeper, wanting to take it all; to please him. He begins thrusting into your mouth more forcefully.
“Fuck, your mouth feels good.” Your hands are on his ass, pulling him deeper into your throat. Finally, he pulls out. A long crystalline strand of saliva still connecting his cock head to your lips before finally breaking. He half lifts, half drags you to your feet as he pulls your dress off of your body. He pushes you down onto your back and leans in, your legs around him, his cock pressing against your stomach, his mouth hungrily sucking at your tits. You can feel his wet warm tongue flicking against your nipple as he sucks on your breasts. His fingers massaging them as he kisses and sucks on them. He runs his tongue down your cleavage, along your breasts, until he reaches the crease connecting them to your chest. He slowly lifts up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. He reaches down and begins tugging your panties toward the floor. They slide down off your hips, and he pulls them off before balling them up. He pushes them into your mouth letting you taste your pussy juice soaked panties before rubbing his cock head against your pussy. You can feel the swollen cock head rubbing against your clit. You can feel it pushing inside you, you can feel yourself stretching to fit him in. You arch your back as the head enters you and you can feel your pussy gripping his shaft. Inch by inch he pushes further into you as he holds your head in place, his thumb and fingers on your cheeks making you look at him as he enters you.
“You’re so fucking tight. I bet you haven’t been fucked in awhile, have you? Well not like this I guess…” His words fade out as you focus on the thick cock ramming into you. Fuck yes. It’s been too long, far too long since you felt like this. Feeling a big fat cock fill you like that…
“Flip over,” he growls, pulling you by the arm onto your stomach. He pushes you onto your knees with his hand still pushing down on the back of your head. The engagment ring is right in front of you as you moan and beg for more as he drills your pussy, the slaps against your ass ringing out underneath your exclamations. He obliges, and pounds you, shaking the whole bed. You can see the ring and night stand shaking from the force of him fucking you. You claw at the mattress and sheets as you get close once again. You want it. You need it. The feeling washes over you in waves. Your toes curl as you moan into the pillow. He moans, feeling your pussy spasming on his cock and you feel that familiar flood of cum fill you. He pulls out slowly and you can feel it starting to leak. You pant softly, exhausted, and as your eyes close- you smile. It had been too long, far too long…
Love this
wow
I would love to have that happen…in the past, I have…that hot need only lasts a short time in my experience. Your story was awesome..