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Extraordinary
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Extraordinary It was a long day. The seminar was drawn out and dull. She made her way the hotel bar for a drin As she nursed her scotch, she noticed a dark haired man with piercing green eyes glancing at her. He was dressed in a suit. Well groomed, tailored. He slyly grins, with a small tilt of his head. She sheepishly smiles back and looks back at her scotch. As she looks up again she noticed the man was leaving the bar. She finishes her drink, dreaming of the man and how sexy she thought he was in his suit. His smile and eyes that probably melted many hearts and coerced them do whatever he wished. She makes her way the elevator and steps inside. As she presses the button for the floor of her room, the man in the suit steps in. She asks for his floor number out of courtesy and he stands close to her as whispers, " Yours" . She felt a stir inside, excitement, fear, warmth on her neck where he whispered but also between her legs. She replies, “mine?" As she asked, the man loosens his tie. "Ever have a day when you need something out of the ordinary?" She replies " yes, all the time”. He stands even closer to her, staring into her eyes. “How about today?" She melts in his stare. She gives a slight smile at the thought. “ What did you have in mind"?" "Trust me, he whispers. Close your eyes." She feels him move behind her. He places something soft and silky over her eyes. His necktie she thought. She feels the elevator stop and hears the door open. The man carefully guides her out and leads her down the hall. She hears the hotel room door open. “Trust me." As she hears those words again she is beginning wonder what she is doing...should she retreat. She wants trust him. She allows him lead her into the room. She feels a kiss to her forehead. Fingers run down her chin and neck and onto her arm and to the other arm. He takes the hands and kisses each one before guiding each one behind her bac "Hands together, don’t move." She did as he said. She felt a hand run up her back to the zipper of her dress. The zipper came loose with ease and the dress fell off her shoulders, exposing her lace bra. She feels a kiss to her neck; a hand traces the lace pattern of the bra. The warm feeling comes back, a yearning. He moves the dress down farther but does not take it off. She realizes her arms are caught in the dress in such a way that she can’t move them if she wanted to. She is nervous, excited. She feels a hand move down the side of her hip, down her outer thigh, onto her stockings. She feels the fingers run back up to her inner thigh. He feels the skin just above the stockings and she squirms just a bit. " Shh, trust me". His hand moves along the other thigh, again stopping at the skin just above the stocking. She wonders if he can feel the heat, the wet. She blushes. He moves his hands farther up the thighs to her panties. Again tracing the lace with his fingers. She sighs. He grasps her by the shoulders and guides her to sit. He kisses her lips. She has wanted this since the elevator. As he does so, she feels a hand move to her legs again, to her panties. “Lean back against the pillows." She did as said. He runs his hands down her legs again, stopping at the shoes. He leaves them on and runs his hands back up her legs to the panties. He feels the wet, but doesn’t say a word. He gives a kiss. She squirms again in anticipation. His hands move farther up the panties and tugs gently. She moves to assist and the panties came down with ease. Down the legs and over the shoes. She feels a hand on her ankle. “Trust me." She feels something move over her. She realizes he is tying something to her. He moves her leg outward a bit. Now she can’t move it. He repeats the process to the other leg. She feels so exposed, so vulnerable. She feels him move away. All she can do is trust him. Trust a man she has known briefly. She thinks she is crazy, but she doesn’t care. She wants this. He moves back to her again. He touches her face, holds her head in his hands, he kisses her again. Kisses down her neck, her chest. He releases a pointy nipple and gives it a light lick; he sucks on it, licks again. He moves to the other breast, exposing the other erect nipple awaiting his attention. He doesn’t hesitate to take the nipple into his mouth...this time a little nibble, and a lick. Her body quivers in pleasure. She arches her back..wanting more. He moves down her legs, kissing each one up and down before nestling a kiss on my wet pussy. He licks ever so lightly, kisses, making her writhe in enjoyment. He moves a finger inside see how he makes her feel. He adds another finger. deep inside. He licks, and swirls his tongue as she cums all over his fingers. He pulls his fingers out. She wants them back in her. He places his fingertips to her lips. “Taste how sweet you are." She does as told and licks his fingers. She sucks on them, tasting every bit. He moves them from her mouth and back to her pussy again. He licks her to frenzy again. She feels a hand on her breast. She thinks how can this be, when one of his hands his inside her and one on her other thigh. She realizes that is someone else. There is another person in the room with them. The hand moves to the other breast. She feels lips a tongue on her nipples. She is nervous again, but still excited. She hears the shuffle of clothes, zippers. She wishes she could see, but liked the thrill of unknown as well. Hands move to her body again. She feels something soft, but hard press against her lips. She opens her mouth. She feels a firm cock on her tongue. It tastes so good. He slowly moves in and out, using her mouth as he saw fit. She tasted his long shaft up and down; she sucked on his balls as they were pressed to her lips. He took her mouth again...this time with more force and speed. She felt his cock pulse. She felt his hot juices flow down her throat. So warm. So tasty. He moved back down to her pussy, pulsing, wet...wanting him inside her. He licked and moved his fingers again, knowing how she needed to cum again. She felt a familiar presence at her lips. Another hard cock to taste. This one just as tasty and firm as the last. She took every inch, wanting to please. She felt the pulse at the back of her throat again as the hot juices flowed. As she swallowed the last drop, she felt a pressing against her pussy. She wanted more. She felt a slow, firm, thrust inside her. Gentle. She felt every inch of him, deep inside. She moved to take him all in. He made her feel like nothing before. She felt more kissing and licking of her breasts, her neck, her nipples, and her lips. The thrusting became harder, faster. So deep. She knew she would cum harder than ever. She screamed, she began to shake. Her juices flowed down his coc She felt him cum deep inside. He kissed her. He caressed her. She felt another cock press against her soaking wet pussy. She wanted more. She couldn’t get enough. She felt a thrust again, this time hard, feverishly. She felt the pulse again deep from within....she cums hard. She feels the cock pull out of her pussy and she feels the hot juices flow over her breasts and throat. She lies back, grinning from ear ear, enjoying how her body feels. She naps. As she wakes up, she finds herself untied, no blindfold and dressed. She wonders if it was a dream. As sweet, delicious dream. As she rolls over she sees roses tied together with the same necktie used to cover her eyes and a note. " Extraordinary". |
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An extraordinary story! Exceptionally well-written. Love the way you think!
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