Never been as obsessed with someone as I am with her, I don’t know her, I have never seen her, never thought I would, but I must have refreshed my Reddit chat a thousand times in the past two weeks, every anticipated message making my heart beat faster and my cock stiffen.
We’ve made each other utterly unproductive at work, even when we are not chatting, I can’t stop thinking about her. Her self described red/brownish hair, her milky white skin, her small but well shaped breasts with those perky pink nipples and what she seems to enjoy teasing me with the most, her long toned legs and firm round ass. Her smile, sometimes mischievous as I imagine her when teasing me, other times mixed with gasps as I surprise her with my words and she catches herself getting hornier to the point she has to drop everything to massage herself at the thought of me touching, licking and fucking her.
The last thing she said to me was: “I hate it, I hate it that I can’t stop, no matter how much I want to turn it off, my pussy is throbbing, my nipples stiffening as my legs open wide again and again.”
I normally would have a quick witty or sensual comeback, but I had nothing, only the uncontrollable desire to lay my tongue between those wide open legs, see her struggle with knowing this must stop, but at the same time, being unable to walk away from the pleasure and desires that I knew well how to awaken.
So instead of continuing on with out usual banter, I wrote something that I did not know if I’d regret or not. I simply said, “I need to be with you now. But really be with you, my hands running through your goose-bumped skin, my tongue tasting every inch of you, my lips kissing and nibbling your sensitive neck, ears, lips, nipples and wet pussy.”
The reply I got was a one word answer: Ok
Ok? What does this mean, I knew we lived in the same city, but where would we meet? It had to be in public, I want her to be at ease, I want her to have the liberty to walk away if I am not who she expects, so we fumbled through the rules:
1. I will be there early, sit at the bar and be wearing black dress slacks, powder blue dress shirt, a coat, but no tie. You already know what I look like, but I remind you anyway:
5’11, dark hair, dark brown eyes, almost black, penetrating stare, white skin, handsome face, mischievous smile.
2. Whenever you come in, spend as much time as you need checking me out, decide if you feel safe talking to me, see me sipping my drink, interacting with the bartender, take your time and when ready, stand next to me and order the following drink: Maestro Tequilero Dobel Tequila, neat. I will say, make that 2 and you know its me.
3. We will then have that drink and take it from there
I was pleasantly surprised, you wore what I had asked you to, that short black leather skirt with those sexy stilettos, and you were not exaggerating the beauty of those legs, the toned calves and strong thighs were breathtaking, the silver tank top, the one with the thin straps snuggly adjusting tightly to your body with your pierced nipples showing as you followed at least part of my, “wear no underwear instructions”. Curiosity as to whether you also left your panties at home is killing me, but, I have a feeling I’ll find out soon enough.
I offer you a seat and my smile was one of relief, I saw you enter the bar, wished that was you, but you took your sweet little time before coming to me, I was worried you might not be her or worse that you were her and opted not to engage.
The bartender brings us our Tequila glasses and we toast, simply, “to the daring”.
A lot of small talk, but our words are saying something, but our exchanged looks, our breathing, our aura say something else, we are already passionately making out in our minds, your mouth talks about what a nice day outside this was, but what I am receiving is an invitation to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.
I talk about favorite tv shows, but all you are hearing is an invitation to suck my hard throbbing cock, to take it in your hands, massage it with circular motions while you drip your saliva over the thick well formed tip of my cock.
Finally I say, enough, I take your hand and guide you away from the restaurant, no sooner than we step outside that I face you, take your face in my hands, stare at you with a look of desire you have not felt in a long time as I passionately kiss you.
Our lips locked, our tongues exploring each other, there are passerby’s but they don’t exist to us.
Finally our Uber arrives and we step in, greet the driver and exchange mischievous looks.
I move your hair off your face and kiss you again, rubbing your inner thigh, inching up your leg slowly.
As you open up your legs to give me a pathway, I can now verify that you did in fact leave your panties home and wow, are you wet for me.
It turns me on to no end, knowing your wet pussy is itching for my fingers, for my tongue, for my hard cock to be engulfed by your wet tight pussy.
My fingers massaging your clit as you try to quite down the moans, ingenuously thinking we might hold a bit of decorum in front of the driver, but that ship has sailed.
I slip that thin strap of your shoulder, roll it off of your right breast and gently lick at your stiff nipple, doing this at exactly the same moment that my finger gets inside you, your moans no longer contained, you just put your head back and take in the pleasure.
Circling your nipple with the tip of my tongue, barely grazing it, before giving it quick licks over and over as I continue fingering you. Swallowing your nipple in my mouth from time to time, satisfying your need for it as the teasing has become to much and massaging your g spot all the while.
I see us arriving to my place and rearrange your top as we get off the car and head towards the building lobby, our bodies drawing towards each other, the time that we are not embracing each other becoming unbearable and in complete sincronicity, the closure of the elevator door is our cue.
I press you against the elevator wall, lift your skirt and clumsily take my cock out and insert it with ease on your soaked pussy.
Turning your head around to kiss you as I thrust into you for a few glorious times before the elevator dings and we have to get out. Again we rearrange our clothing, but the drops of your pussy juices trickle down your leg as we get to my apartment door.
To be continued …
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oo8ls0/reddit_encounter