I knew a guy online from a forum. We had been talking over aim for years, then texting and phone calls, and finally met up. We were both kinky and living in places where that is rare, so this vacation we spent together was one big exploration of all the porn and craziness that we had sent each other over the years.
His biggest fantasy was messy sex, and we blew 300 dollars just on supplies. We tarped off a hotel room and got down to it.
I just wanted to make this fantasy come true for him. He gave me his orders. There was a bag in the bathroom. I was to shower, shave my pussy clean, massage it in coconut oil, and dress. He had picked white satin stilettos with white thigh highs, a tight white pencil skirt to accentuate my curves, a white tailored button down, and black pushup bra underneath. My long brunette curls were loose down my back and very wild. I'm a tall girl – in the heels I was 6'3. My 36DD's were barely contained in the bra, straining at the buttons of the shirt. It was the sexiest I ever felt. Like an amazon sex angel in the devil's red lipstick.