`This is my 1st post, let me know what you think and if I should write more`
She was excited as she walked into the bar. Her seat was easy to find, a small table in the corner of the dimly lit room. She looked around nervously before making her way there and taking a seat. She wanted to see him come in, so she was early. The place was about half full, most of the tables with only 2 people sat with their drinks, chill jazz music was playing.She was excited as she walked into the bar. Her seat was easy to find, a small table in the corner of the dimly lit room. She looked around nervously before making her way there and taking a seat. She wanted to see him come in, so she was early. The place was about half full, most of the tables with only 2 people sat with their drinks, chill jazz music was playing.“Hello there,” said a smooth bass voice. She managed to not jump as she was startled. She must have been engrossed watching the room that she didn’t see him come in. “Hi, how’re you?” She said as she stood up to greet him. His eyes quickly survey her body and he takes a second to smile, almost smirking before responding “I’m good thanks, better now that I’m in such lovely company”. Her eyes roll “Wow, leading with the cheesy stuff right away, huh?” “I’m only stating a truth” he replies gesturing for her to sit down. “It is so nice to finally meet you. Texting and chatting online is fine, but there’s nothing like meeting you in person,” she says smiling back at him. “Indeed, I can see I was really missing out. Have you ordered yet?” She was going to remark on the cheesy line again, but he moved to the menu too quickly. “I haven’t, I was thinking of ordering a gin.” “G&T with lime, if I remember?” “Yes, that’s right”. She was a little impressed he could remember her drink preference after she only mentioned it once. He waved the waiter over, ordered her G&T and an old fashioned for himself. Was he looking at the waiter’s ass as he walked away?“Your dress looks very nice on you, red suits you well,” he says as he turns his attention back to you. “Thanks, I thought you might like it. Your suit is very nice as well” “Thank you, it’s the one you liked so much from my photos. The ones I was more dressed at least” he smirks again, but this time there’s an intensity to his eyes, it feels like he’s drawing closer without actually moving. She closed her hands under the table. Two can play this game she thinks. “I thought I recognised it. Well, maybe I’m wearing something you’ll recognise too” “Doesn’t seem to be anything I can see, so I’m looking forward to finding out what it is”. She chuckles at his cockiness “Don’t get ahead of yourself there Romeo, we’re only meeting for a drink”.He adjusts his seating to face her more directly, moving very slightly closer, or maybe he’s just leaning slightly. “Of course, we are after all two very respectable adults in a nice bar, we certainly wouldn’t do anything unbecoming”. Not one to be outdone, she leans into him as well “Of course not, what would people think?” she almost whispers slightly closing her eyes. He moves his hand to almost tough her arm “is this silk? May I?” She can see this is just an excuse, it’s so obvious it’s actually funny. “Go ahead, but it’s only satin I’m afraid”. He softly touches her arm, running his palm down it, then turning his hand to use the back “Oh, it’s still very nice” he looks from the arm to your eyes and smiles. She’s starting to think this night might be worth ending differently than she had planned.The waiter comes back with their drinks, breaking the moment as they lean back away from each other. She takes a moment to notice the waiter, who looks young, maybe in his mid-twenties, with a smooth face and lean body. He looks cute, though certainly not her type. He seems to be looking quite closely at the waiter though, almost flirting with him. When they’re alone with their drinks she asks him about it. “Don’t worry, I’m here with you tonight, I’m all yours. But I still have eyes, I’m sure you noticed our waiter is a nice looking young man” she frowns slightly and looks to her drink “good, I came here to have a date with you, you’d better be here on a date with just me” he draws her attention by lightly touching her chin and pulling it up. He then looks into her eyes and says “Hey, I’m here only with you, I’m sorry if I made you feel like you didn’t have my undivided attention. I’m yours right here and now.” He lets go of her face and adds “And maybe later as well if the night goes well” He quickly glances down at the rest of her body, and that intensity comes back to his eyes.—The next half an hour or so they spend talking about each other’s days and sharing stories. All the while the flirting keeps going, as she leans closer, making sure he can see her cleavage and he closes the distance as well, and every now and again touches her exposed forearm ever so lightly.On about their 3rd round he brings the conversation to their online chatting. “So tell me, are you wearing one of those stockings that look so good on you? The ones you’ve sent me photos in?” She’s slightly surprised with the change in topic, but flirts back without missing a beat “Maybe I am. Maybe I wore them just in case this evening turned out to be… interesting” he moves his hand up her arm and starts very slowly going down the side of her body “And how’s it going so far?” she lets out a breath before replying “Not bad, I’m certainly not bored”. His hand moves lower, reaching her pelvis when he says “Is that so, what are you feeling then?” he starts moving to her thigh as she responds “entertained, maybe a little curious”.He smiles for a couple of moments as his hand goes lower, so slowly it’s like he’s teasing her on purpose. As his hand finds the hem of her dress and starts travelling back up under it, her breath catches. He looks her in the eyes “curiouser and curiouser”. She’s glad for the dim lights as she’s pretty sure she’s blushing now. His hands reach the top of her stockings and he whispers “I knew it” She smiles at him, sharing in their shared little secret now.“Do you remember what I told you I’d have you do when we met in person?” he asks, drawing so close they can almost kiss. She blushes and quietly answers yes. “Go on then, do it while I get us another round”. She hesitates for a moment, she never thought she’d actually do this. But what the heck, she’s certainly enjoying herself tonight so why not. She gets up and returns after a few minutes from the toilets. As she sits back down slightly closer to him still, she hands him her panties. He thanks her as he puts them into his pocket.“Now, where were we?” he says as he puts his hand back on her thigh. He’s doing it just as before, but it feels different this time for both of them. Her eyes flicker back between his lips and his eyes as she replies “I think we were about to do this” and then kisses him softly. She feels his hand grip her thigh harder for a second and then he adjusts his position to sit closer, making his hand go so high it’s nearly at her pelvis under the dress, on her soft bare skin. He kisses back more forcefully and she parts her lips, welcoming him. She feels exposed though nobody else in the bar could possibly know except for him. He can feel how receptive she is to him, how much she’s into everything he’s doing to her.After a few minutes, he draws back and breathlessly says “Let’s get out of here” She arranges her hair and asks “what about our drinks? They’re not empty” He downs his cocktail, slams the glass down and says “fuck the drinks, I have better ones at my place anyway”. “Oh, and that’s where you think we’re going, is it?” before he can word a reply she continues “well, we need to get the tube from the same station anyway, so why don’t you walk me there?” his dumbstruck face is priceless and she savours this small victory.He puts his coat on and helps her with hers. The night is not as cold as they thought, so they leave them open. The streets are mostly empty and it’s a nice walk. They go back to talking about pleasantries and making small talk, the moment seeming to have dissipated.A few minutes later, on a particularly deserted part of the road he whispers “fuck this”, pins her against the wall and kisses her deeply. She can feel his leg between hers, rubbing all the way up. She embraces him back as she moans into the kiss. They hold each other tight as they explore both their bodies. He breakers the kiss, breathing heavily, but not letting her go as he looks into her eyes. Her eyes flutter open for a second before she pulls him back into the kiss, grinding her hips on his leg. She feels his hand on her upper thigh, reaching around and grabbing her ass as if his life depends on it. She moans “yes” without breaking the kiss, letting him know she wants more. He takes half a step back, which draws a grunt of protest from her only briefly as she feels his hand reach around the front. Her eyes fly open as she can’t believe he’s doing this in public!She feels the warmth of his hand on her, her finger finding the right spot quickly and starting to apply pressure. Her eyes close again as she lets herself sink into the pleasure he’s giving her. Before long she’s rocking her hips against his fingers, telling him he found the right pressure. Her pleasure builds as they continue kissing, feeling his body over hers, warm and firm. She starts feeling she might climax, so she pushes him away.They stay there panting for a moment before he asks if she’s ok. “I’m fine, thanks, that was just a little… intense” she composes herself and makes to continue their walk. “Anyway, we have a station to get to,” she says as she starts walking away, with him following close by. As she’s basking in making him follow for a change, she starts considering whether she should actually take him up on his offer and go with him back to his place. She’s feeling pretty good right now, so he knows what he’s doing right? She stops biting her lip as he comes up beside her.As they come to the station, she goes in front of him and takes the escalator to the platform. “Isn’t your home the other way?” he asks “It is” she replies curtly, turning around to face him. She puts a hand on his chest as she smiles. He returns that knowing smile as her hand mover down his torso, feeling his heat underneath his thin shirt. She flips her hand upside down as she reaches between his legs. If she could feel his heat before, now she can feel him positively burning him through his trousers. She holds it, gently rubbing her hand up and down, feeling him slightly grow under her. She smiles as he lets out a ragged breath. All too soon they reach the end of the escalator and quickly break away.—They make the tube journey kissing in a corner, doing their best to maintain composure while they’re sharing the carriage with strangers. After what feels like an eternity, they make their way to his flat. It’s a small one-bedroom apartment, tidy like he doesn’t spend too much time here. As they walk in they resume enjoying each other’s bodies and kissing now that they have some privacy. “Can I have some tea?” she asks. “Seriously?” he replies breathlessly. She nods and he reluctantly pulls away, moving to the kettle.She takes the time to go to the bathroom and freshen up. When she comes out a few minutes later he’s put the cup of tea on the coffee table and is waiting for her on the sofa. He has taken his jacket off and unbuttoned the top couple of buttons on his shirt. The same kind of chill jazz music is playing as in the bar which explains why he chose that place. He notices her and smiles “did you lose something?”. “I wanted to be comfortable, the dress was in the way anyway” she replies as she moves to sit on the sofa with her legs crossed, leaving enough room between them. She takes the teacup and takes a sip as she notices it isn’t too hot to drink. “You make a good tea,” she tells him. “So I’ve been told. It’s one of my many talents” “oh, and what are the other ones? Clearly not modesty” she shoots back. He leans forward slightly with a smile that makes her think of a kid in a candy store “I’ll show you when you’re done with your tea”.She nearly chokes, and takes a large sip before taking the cup away from her lips and saying “well, we have some time, why don’t you tell me what you want to do to me?”. He moves closer to her, his arm on the back of the sofa behind her, almost embracing her without touching. “Well, I’ll start by taking you in properly. I want to enjoy every inch of your body” He starts running the back of his fingers on his other hand over her arm. “I’ll lay you on my bed, and kneel over you, I want to run my hands over you slowly,” he tells her, moving his fingers to her collar. She leans her head back and closes her eyes. He kisses her shoulder, making his way slowly to her neck, planting light kisses on her. “Then I’ll start kissing you, savouring you with every peck, hearing you enjoy yourself”. She moans in approval as he kisses her neck and she feels his warm breath on her sensitive skin. He leans into her ear and whispers “I want to drive you crazy and watch your pleasure”.She grabs his face and pulls him into a kiss, leaning back on the sofa. `To hell with the teasing, I want him now` she thinks as she reaches down to undo the rest of the buttons on his shirt. He leans back just enough to take his shirt off, stands there for a moment to let her take a good look at him, then dives back in to kiss her collar bone. She reaches down to start undoing his belt, but he catches her hands, holding them above her head. He looks her in the eyes and tells her “No, not yet. First I have my way with you”. She keeps her hands there as he kisses down her chest, to the top of her breasts. Her nipples straining against the fabric of her bra, she reaches back to undo the clasp and take it off. He keeps kissing around her nipples, knowing how it must be driving her crazy. She tries swivelling her body to get him to kiss her where she wants, but he keeps dodging. Then he looks up at her, smiles and kisses her nipple. Her back arches as she moans and grabs his hair. He kisses both her nipples, occasionally biting down. She starts humping her legs up at him more vigorously, urging him to keep going down her body, but he takes his time.After what feels like both an eternity and an instant, he kisses below her breasts and starts making his way down her abdomen. When he gets to about her navel, he moves his hands to her thighs, pulling them up and apart. When he’s just above where she’s been wanting him to go, he moves to kiss her thigh. She looks down in both surprise and frustration but settles back into enjoying his teasing. He slowly kisses his way up one inner thigh, then the other. Then he stops, breaking contact with her skin for the 1st time in a long while. She looks down only to see him wink back and dive down, giving her one long lick from bottom to top, flicking her most sensitive spot at the end. She can’t help letting out a shriek of pleasure as a jolt runs through her body.He starts lapping at her like a man dying of thirst, exploring every nook and cranny, never lingering in one place for too long, like he’s studying her, finding out where she likes it best. She moans loudly, egging him on and he obliges with pleasure. Every time she feels herself getting close he slows down, teasing her, controlling her pleasure for his own amusement. She pulls him closer by grabbing his hair, but he refuses to let her climax. She writhes and moans as he keeps going until she finally snaps at him “will you please let me cum?”. “Well, since you ask so nicely” he replies and dives back in harder than ever. It doesn’t take long for her to reach her peak, screaming out her pleasure and clamping her legs down on him.He pulls away from her and sits back down on the sofa, letting her recover. After a few moments where she’s studying her breath, she opens her eyes and looks at him, noticing his sizeable bulge “Looks like I wasn’t the only one enjoying that”. He smiles and helps you up to a sitting position. “Well, shall we move the bedroom? I have some toys I’d love to show you,” he says, almost panting, as he stands and offers his hand to help her up. She looks away from him for a second, equal part excited and nervous. This isn’t how the night was supposed to go in her head, does she really want to take it any further? She takes his hand as she replies “ok, let’s see what you have, Romeo”.They make their way to the next room where she can see a double bed, a couple of nightstands, a wardrobe, nothing special. She is surprised to find herself a little disappointed. “Here, have a look,” he says as he opens his wardrobe and pushes some shirts aside. The back wall of the wardrobe has more than a few… implements attached to it. She moves closer to see better as he steps away to allow her the space. She can see some which she’s used before, some she’s seen being used in some more private corners of the internet, and some which she’s never heard of. After a few moments he breaks the silence “Is there any that interests you? Go ahead you can take it”. She tentatively stretches her arm and takes a long thin rod, all black with some red detailing on the handle and the top seems to be leather.“Tell me about this one,” she asks. “That’s a riding crop. It’s used for impact play, I can show you if you like” he responds, stretching out his hand. She looks at him, hesitating until he says “I won’t harm you, trust me”. With that, she hands him the crop and looks at him expectantly. “Hold out your palm,” he tells her. She does so and he flicks it down, slapping loudly across her hand. It stings for a second, but what small pain there is passes in a half second and is replaced with a warm glowing sensation. “See, not so bad, right?” he asks her. She nods in approval, her attention still focused on the sensation on her palm. “Would you like me to show you how I like to use it?” he asks, wondering at her response, trying not to push her too far. She looks down and replies “yes”.“Lie down on the bed, face down, arms above your head. If you want to stop at any time, say red and everything will stop. Repeat the safe word back to me” he tells her. She repeats it back and follows his instructions. Her heart seems to beat faster as she wonders what he’ll do to her and how it’ll feel. She feels the cold leather of the tip of the riding crop touch her calf, noticing the new sensation. It slowly makes its way up her leg, moving to her inner thigh, stopping before it reaches the top. It moves to her ass cheek and continues making its soothing cold presence known, exploring, probing. “Are you ready?” he asks, she swallows and replies that yes.She stops feeling the crop for less than a second before it comes crashing down on her with a loud smack. She gasps in surprise at the stinging she feels. The crop goes back to rubbing where it just hit, soothing the skin, letting it smooth into that warm feeling that was on her palm shortly before. Again, it comes down, then soothes. It keeps doing it two more times, three, four. After about half a dozen it stops and she notices she has been moaning. In the quiet, she can hear him breathing hard behind her. “How does it feel?” he asks, panting. She flips onto her side and replies “really good. But now I want to make you feel good”. She slips off the bed onto her knees and grabs his belt. She won’t take no for an answer this time, she wants him.She undoes it and pulls his trousers and underwear down in one swift motion. She takes a moment to take him in. “That looks bigger than I was expecting” she whispers, hesitating only for a second before grabbing his member and smiling up at him. “You’ve been holding out on me! Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you now” she says before kissing the tip. He moans as she takes it into her mouth, feeling his pleasure and enjoying her control over it, and over him. He grabs her hair but doesn’t push her forward, he’s just stroking her hair in appreciation. She closes her eyes and focuses fully on returning the pleasure he gave her. She can’t take it all in her mouth, but she uses her hand on the rest, and he seems to like it. As she feels it grow ever larger in her mouth and pulsate, she knows he must be close.All of a sudden, he stops her and pulls away. “What’s wro…” she starts asking before he pulls her up and all but throws her on the bed. His eyes look crazed as he climbs on top of her, stopping only long enough to put a condom on. He pushes her legs apart roughly and climbs on top, like an animal in heat, with a fire in his eyes. He stops and asks “are you ready for th…”. She can feel the need in him, just as it is in her, she cuts him off with “yes, just fuck me!” And kisses him. He plunges into her slowly, his body shivering with the control he’s forcing on himself not to just go for it. He inserts a little and then pulls back, then back in a little more, then back. every time he goes a little farther into her, slowly filling her. She moans with every thrust, feeling him inside her, warm and hard.When he finally thrusts all of himself into her, he stops and holds her, breathing hard and enjoying the moment. She holds him to her, breathing hard and kissing his cheek. He lifts himself enough to kiss her lips and look at her. Before he can speak she tells him “I’m ok, please, fuck me”. He smiles, composes himself and raises himself back into position. With a more serious face, he starts thrusting back into her slowly at first. He slowly speeds up, listening to her moans and adjusting his moves. She adjusts her hips to make sure his pelvis hit the right spot every time he goes into her. Their pace picks up quickly and soon they are bouncing off the bed with each powerful thrust.She feels her orgasm build up and holds onto him tighter. He feels her nails draw into his back, which only makes him thrust harder. Soon after she explodes and screams out her pleasure, throwing her head back. As he feels her convulse under him, he lets himself go and climaxes as well, his scream mingling with hers.—“Here, sorry your other tea went cold,” he says as he hands her a fresh cup “hopefully it was worth it though”. She smiles as she sits more comfortably on the sofa and says “it most certainly was. Did you really have to put your bottoms on so quickly?”. “Are you saying these trousers don’t suit me?” He asks, arching an eyebrow. She laughs and goes back to her tea, not taking her eyes off him, taking in his bare chest and those tight-fitting jeans.“It’s getting late, why don’t you spend the night? It’s a weekend tomorrow,” he asks as he sits. “Are you sure? We’ve just met” she asks, looking closely for his answer. “We’ve certainly been chatting online for a while, I feel like I’ve known you at least a little. It’d be nice if you stayed, we can grab a coffee in the morning, it’s a weekend after all,” he says casually, grabbing his own cup. “Alright then, I’ll take you up on that” she accepts as she smiles into her mug. Let’s see where this goes she thinks to herself.
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