We had spoken, online, for a few weeks. It started pretty casually – I don’t think either of us thought much of anything would come from it. It started out with simply an occasional kind and supportive word exchanged relating to the dead bedrooms we both had at home. We both did our best, worked hard, and tried everything, but were, ultimately, lonely and craving physical and emotional connections.
As we got a bit more comfortable with each other, we exchanged a few pictures. It was devious and wrong in so many ways, but it just felt so good to feel like somebody out there found me even the slightest bit – dare I say it – sexy. A lackluster sex life at home, especially when you have a an unenthusiastic partner, is the ultimate ego destroyer. And our conversations restored a little of that confidence that had been sucked away, bit by bit, over the years.
The stolen moments where we could ‘talk’ grew from once or twice every day or so, to a nearly constant stream of chatter. The proverbial forbidden fruit positively intoxicating. She made me feel like I was back in college, dating the hottest girl on campus – like I could put my fist through a brick wall, have sex from sunset until sun up breaking only for some idle chatter, and nothing anybody could do or say could touch me. It was that good, it was that needed, and I enjoyed it that much. And even better… she made it clear that she felt the same way.
After building trust and realizing we had such chemistry, we decided to take a chance and meet. The idea was that we just needed to get it out of our systems, so we could stop obsessing over what it would be like in real life. We knew each others hot buttons and fantasies, what the other was into and didn’t care for…so we stole a few hours, put our morals on the back burner and just pulled the fucking trigger. I mean, we both work our asses off, care for everybody around us *constantly* and yet we both felt like our needs were always last. So, fuck it. Let’s have a little fun.
I got us a hotel room about an hour away from her house, and 5 from mine. I made my excuses, told my lies, and made the trip. I let her know when I was close, and she made her departure, too. We had some ground rules, to protect ourselves and each other – no real names, nobody was catching feelings, and either could back out with a simple “can’t do it” with no hard feelings either way. We had to be ROCK SOLID with the plans, and we were…but I was still terrified.
I got to the room, put on some coffee, filled up the ice bucket and waited. It was only minutes before she sent me “OMG I’m here. I can’t believe this is happening.. are you still okay with this?”
I texted her back “come to room 118 and find out for yourself.”
It felt like it took 3 weeks for there to be a knock at the door, but it came. I quickly checked the key hole thing to make sure I didn’t see anybody else in the hallway, and let her in. We embraced a moment, and she dropped her bag on the floor. Her eyes were locked onto mine, and neither of us could look away. She broke the silence first.”Well I don’t know how you want to…” before she could finish, I fulfilled one of her fantasies. I took immediate and aggressive control by putting my hand on her throat and pushing her back to the door, keeping my hand on her.
I pressed my body against hers and kissed her – I kissed her like it was the last time I would ever be kissed, like I had to feel every part of her, physically and emotionally, through that one kiss. It lasted quite a long time, and I when I let go of her throat, she took my hand and put it back.
“Oh you like that do you?” I asked
“mhm” she said back “I’m defenseless when you do that”
“Then get those pants down” I demanded, with our eyes still locked “I’m going to enjoy that pussy of yours for a little while.”
She did as I told her without the slightest thought or hesitation. She clumsily stepped out of them and with a flick of her ankle, sent them through the air to the precipice of the bathroom entrance.
I turned her around, facing the door, and put my hand on the back of her neck. I kicked her feet apart a little and rubbed her bare ass with my other hand. Her hands were stretched out to the side, palms flat against the wall and her face was turned to the side, with her cheek pressed against the door. I felt her do that double short inhale you do when something is scary enough to feel good.
I pressed my body into hers and pulled her hair to the side, kissing her neck, and licking the outside of her ear. I whispered “don’t move” and she mumbled something back through a deep breath. I moved her hair again and kissed the back of her neck, reaching around and putting my hands under her shirt, squeezing her chest and gently scratching at her nipples through her bra. I could feel the goosebumps on her skin and her arms tensing up as she tried to stay still, fighting every urge in herself to make contact with me.
I unsnapped the front closure of her bra and grabbed her chest again, squeezing tight, still kissing at the back of her neck – she let out a deep breath and did that double inhale again. I knew she could feel how hard I was through my pants, against the bare skin on her ass. She subtly moved her hips so that I was aligned with her better, so my cock was between her butt cheeks. And when she did, I’m pretty sure I let out a soft growl into the back of her neck.
I lowered myself behind her, kneeling, and kissing the small of her back, and the top of her ass. I let my hands glide over the outside of her legs, down to the ankles as far as I could go, then back up. I pulled her back a little by the hips, and she arched her back. I continued kissing and licking her skin, making sure my hands got closer and closer to her pussy. Each time I got close, she would kind of lean her body into me, trying to get that touch. And when I thought she was ready, I ran my right hand up the inside of her left leg and let my knuckles graze her.
She was already so wet and warm. I was dying to bury my face into her pussy.
She moaned “please” which she knew drove me crazy.
I gently ran a finger along her slid, from back to front, and gave her clit a little tap. I think her knees almost gave out, but she caught herself. I gave it a little rub, and gently bit one of her but cheeks. I slowly slid a finger into her pussy and she groaned. I started to finger her from behind, but slowly, not too deep – just enough to get her ready. After about a minute of this I stood up and turned her to face me, and put my finger in my mouth to taste her. She bit her lip and pressed her body to mine. I asked her “are you ready to cum for me?”
“MHM” she said, nodding, looking at me in the eyes.
I put her foot up on the chair that was just next to the door in the entrance and knelt back down, so that her pussy was right in my face. She leaned back against the door and pushed her hips forward. Just as my tongue hit her clit, I fingered her again, standing up, and she grabbed the back of my head for balance.
I licked and sucked on her and fingered her harder and deeper, then faster, increasing the pressure I was putting on her clit and inside her pussy.. Her breathing was shallow and the leg supporting her weight was shaking, so I stopped and led her to the bed.
I had her sit on the edge and told her to get the blindfold out from under the pillow. She did and put it on.
As she was doing that I took a slug of that hot coffee and let it sit in my mouth for a few seconds, walking slowly back over to her. I knelt again, between her feet and pushed her back to the bed. I put her legs up over my shoulders, swallowed the coffee, and stuck my hot tongue on her clit, licking hard and fast, then slipping it as deep into her pussy as I could. She let out a loud moan and said “OH FUCK” a bit louder than she probably thought.
I fingered her again and sucked on her clit, until she was back to the point of climaxing. Her clit had gone from a throb to a solid ache, swollen hard so I knew she was almost there. I used my thumbs to pry her lips apart and increase the pressure on her clit, then licked it again, and just as she started to cum, slid a fingertip into her ass “OH GOD FUCK YES” she yelled out. Her body tensed up then went into spasms as she let the orgasm flow through her, unrestricted, uncaring and the way she needed it to go.
When she finished, she pulled the blindfold off, laid panting on the bed, a little sweaty, eyes a little watery, and simply said “holy shit.” I wanted to lie down with her – desperately – but was afraid of getting that intimate feeling – so I sat on that chair by the door.
“Just rest a minute” I told her – we’re nowhere near finished.
I tossed her a bottle of water that I had stuck in the ice bucket.
“Oh I know” she said “now it’s your turn”
She took a mouthful of ice water, walked over to me and knelt between my knees. She swallowed the water, looked me in the eyes and said “I’m going to suck that cock until you cum, and I want you to cum on my face and tits baby. Please.”
One thing that I really enjoy, that she knew about, and was missing at home, was being kissed and grabbed at the same time. So she did just that – pulled me by the back of the neck to her, and we kissed again, hard and deep, and as we did, she rubbed her hands all over my chest and legs, then my cock. The inside of her mouth went from ice cold to steamy hot in a matter of seconds. She grabbed it hard, through my jeans, and stroked it. She dragged her nails from my pelvic bone down the shaft and to the head. Then she asked me to take it out (another little fantasy of mine). She kept kissing me while I unzipped and pulled my cock out through the fly, then grabbed it hard again, stroking…she moaned into my mouth and said she was hungry for me.
With that she pushed me back into the chair and lowered her head. She spit on my shaft and stroked it a few more times, then took me into her mouth, deep. She sucked and stroked me for a few moments, then asked me to stand up. As I did, she pulled her top off and threw it to the side, then grabbed my cock and took it back into her mouth, moaning – which I could feel as much as hear. I gabbed the hair on the top of her head, and pulled it a little, watching her lips slid up and down my shaft, my cock wet with her saliva.
She went faster, then stopped using her hand and took me into her throat as far as she could. Just as I was about to cum, she threw her head back, opened her mouth and pumped my cock hard. I came across her lips and into her mouth, onto her face and neck and as I did, she knelt up higher and finished me on her tits. I hadn’t cum so much, so hard, in quite a long time. It was like a drug and I needed more instantly.
I flopped down into the chair, a little sweaty and all I could say was “holy shit.”
But we were nowhere near finished….
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