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Our first contact.....
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Our first contact..... You read his email at your desk, with interest thinking that there may actually be intelligent life online. His pics are simple and show a mature man, clean cut, classic style, perhaps even dashingly handsome. You loved his profile, his email but it was his blog that caught your attention. The story spoke of a woman meeting her "Sir" for the first time. Nervous, excited, thrilled and pen trifled all at once, she finally meets him. He is all she thought he would be and more, far more handsome and sensual than in his pics. But what he had her do.... Did he continue to slide his hand along her stocking clad thigh once she took her she took her soaking panties off? Did he even touch her sopping center sliding just the tip of a finger into her dripping core and elicit a soft moan from her? Would he let the finger stay or feed his soaking wet finger to her, tasting get her own passion? Does she have the courage to feel his hardening manhood and perhaps incur his wrath or does she comply silently? Will he finish her there, making her cum so every one near can hear, or does he tell her to meet him upstairs in their suite, leaving her with a note and a room key. What would the note say? Perhaps it will say, "Dear Angel- you are a delight and a woman I want to know. But as in life, there are rules. I have left a key for our suite where I will be waiting, aching for the pleasures that only you can provide. But should you use that key, you will enter knowing that you offer yourself to me, completely, without reservation. Unconditionally. Just as I offer the same to you. Unconditionally, you will be mine as I will be yours. Regardless of how you decide the decision is yours and the last one you will make without my blessing. I await you in Room 2316." Does she leave out of fear, regretting every step out the door or does she finish the. Last sips of her third martini, straighten her skirt and walk to the elevators, swaying with desire with every step? Idling rubbing your thigh you read on. If she does take the elevator, what does he do once she enters? You imagine that he rises to greet her, taking her face into his hands and kissing her with a gentle passion. She melts into his kiss already sensing his hardness pressing into her, happy that she arise him. She is instructed to step away and remove her blouse. Slowly she unbuttons the silk, feeling her engaged nipples almost burst with desire. He smiles when he sees her breasts, asking her to continue. Taking off her bra, his gaze intensifies as he instructs her to caress her breasts. "Arouse them for me Angel. " he guides her to his chair sitting down before drawing her close enough to run his hands along her legs. "These stockings work well on you. Gliding his hands along her thighs, he reaches up to her waist, finally feeling her dripping pussy. She moans, arching her back toward him, saying' "Please. Please." "Soon. Soon." Is all he murmurs as he slowly spend her around unzipping her skirt and drawing it down over her hips. She steps out of the skirts now standing before him in garter belt and stockings when she feels his tongue glide along her backside as his hand glides along the inside of her right thigh. Spread your legs wider. A blindfold is placed around her eyes startling her while exciting her at the same time, as her hands are drawn behind her in Velcro handcuffs. She is guided a few steps before she feels her nipples being tugged to their full length, just before she feels the clamp and a small weight on each nipple drawing her heaving breasts gently down. She is bent over as she he mentions that we will attend to business first. Caressing her bottom, he whispers how she was three minutes late which cannot be tolerated. Before she can register what is about to happens she feels the THWACK of a paddle on her left cheek. THWACK in her right cheek. THWACK in her left and then her right. Hard enough to hurt and send a message yet not too hard as to stop her arousal. THWACk goes another swat as her breast sway drawing more tensions to her nipples driving her even deeper into her own passion. Fifteen swats to each check later, she feels her pussy dripping onto the tops of her stockings panting, perspiring and silently begging for her release. She is stood up and guided over to the bed where she is laid on the end of the bed face up. Her hands are freed from behind her and fastened over her head, stretching her to her full length. She is orders to spread her legs as she feels is fingers caress her now gushing core. He turns her head to the side feeding his cock into. Her mouth as she hungrily tries to take all of it into. Her mouth, when she feels a THWACK on her pussy. "We do not cover that beautiful pussy dear Angel. If you wear panties they are to be sheer so I can see it drip from wherever and when ever I want.." THWACK goes the flogger on her pussy, THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! He grabs her head and thrusts more of his cock into her mouth Ashe realizes she is raising her hips to mee the flogger aimed at her quivering quim. Her clit is on fire as the THWACK THWACK brings her closer to her greatest release. THWACK THWACK on her clit as she sense her pussy splashing her cum all over her thighs. THWACK THWACK THWACK as his cocked is pulled from her mouth, THWACK, THWACK, as the<b> clamps </font></b>are pulled from her nipples just as A final THWACK takes her over the edge. "I'm cumming MASTER!" She screams just as he throws her legs over his shoulders ramming is engorged cock into her throbbing sex extending her orgasm with each stroke into her womanhood. With one final thrust he grabs her aching nipples sending her into a final spasm of pleasure just as he fills he womb with his seed. "AAAAAAAHHHHHH MASTER!" She screams as they collapse in a bliss they have not known before....... As you finish the email, you realize that your fingers are in your steamy pussy, strumming yourself near an orgasm.... Did he just really do this to me you ask? |
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