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more common themes - my fantasy of meeting a stranger Anna rose early that morning after a sleepless night. As she passed the mirror she stopped and casually considered herself. Anna had just turned 30. She wondered if men still found her attractive. Anna's life was such a cliche. Single woman living alone with a cat. Although she supposed a cat was better than a . She thought there was nothing worse than an unmarried woman with . Anna's thoughts were interrupted by her cat's howling. Joe, a very large tom cat, was frantically rubbing against her legs. Apparently after a night of perusing the neighborhood he was starving. She padded into the kitchen to feed the ravenous beast and put on a pot of coffee. After a quick cup, she showered. Today she planned to treat herself to some<b> shopping </font></b>and lunch. Glowing from the shower, she walked naked into the bedroom and sat down at the antique dresser. As she brushed the thick auburn hair that fell to waist, admiring her reflection, she lusted after her own breasts. In her opinion, she'd be blessed with a beautiful pair of 32 Ds. She concluded her areolas to be the perfect shade of pink. Still admiring her breasts, she reached for an ornate glass jar in which she kept perfumed cream. She opened the jar. Oriental notes of jasmine and sandalwood wafted. The scent invoked images of entwined Kamasutran lovers. She envisioned perfect brown bodies contorting into unimaginable sexual positions. The thought made her shiver and her nipples grew hard. Application of the fragrant cream had become a daily beauty regime. But today was different as she methodically massaged the milky balm into her skin and across her curves. Erotic images filled her head. Ultimately surrendering to her salacious desire; she gingerly caressed her rigid nipples. Her fingers squeezed tightly and the sensation was delicious. She twisted them mercilessly. This is what turned her on best. She craved to have someone's mouth on her, sucking and biting. She could feel herself getting wet. She reached down between her legs and stroked herself. She touched her fingers to her mouth and tasted her own sweetness. She resumed caressing and teasing herself. Pausing just long enough, she retrieved her favorite sex toy from the drawer. The 'toy' was a shiny silver vibrator. It was thick, hard and long like a flashlight. She positioned it beneath her, feeling the coolness of the metal against her clit. With eager hands back at her breasts, she began slide back and forth along the hard instrument. Slowly at first, then faster. Her pelvis engaging in an exuberant rhythm. Anna watched herself in the mirror. Perspiration was now visible on her . She pushed harder against the imaginary cock as her wetness covered the its length. As she felt the orgasm building, she closed her eyes and begged her secret lover let her cum. She reached down and switched on the vibrator, resting the tip against her slippery clit. The sensation was overwhelming. She glided the thick shiny dildo inside her once or twice before submitting. Her entire body shuddered as the orgasm enveloped her. Waves of pure, delicious pleasure. She came with such effort that she was left dizzy and breathless. She held onto the dresser to steady herself. Her glowed and nipples shown bright red. She could feel their sting. Did everyone masturbate with such fervor as she did? No one in the world would ever imagine that she filled with such wanton desire. But when or how was she ever going to meet a man and have sex, let alone find a partner to fulfill her erotic fantasies. Eventually, Anna gave up on her sex-dreaming, took a second shower and got dressed. She put on a sheer lingerie and chose a red wrap dress that accentuated her creamy complexion, as well as, her figure. She loved the way the dress swished as she walked. Her perky nipples were visible making it appear as though she wore nothing beneath the silky dress. She took one long last and left for the mall. Twenty minutes later she arrived at Robert's Department store. Robert's provided the kind of end<b> shopping </font></b>she preferred. Anna entered through the men's department as usual because it was closest women's sleepwear and lingerie. Her entrance was announced with the clicking of heels on the gleaming terrazzo. In addition, the tiny heart-shaped bells on the silver anklet she wore softly jingled. She loved the sound they made. Off her left she vaguely notice a man as she passed. She giggled herself, hoping that he would at least notice her ass. The tiny she wore lent the idea of “nothing at all”. The man was Richard. He was buying himself a few new ties when he heard the clicking heels. But it was the soft tinkle of bells that piqued his interest. He looked up in time see a woman in a red dress. The woman's breasts bounced and her hips swayed in that way that makes a man swallow hard. As she walked by, he admired her tiny waist and long hair. He undressed her with his eyes and imagined the feel of her sweet soft pussy. It had been weeks since he'd had sex. And it was the most disappointing sex ever with a woman he'd met at a business conference. The woman had been an unimaginative sex partner. She had been so still while he was fucking her, that he was sure she'd fallen asleep. top it all she faked her orgasm. Oh God, how he hated that. Women faking orgasm was his pet peeve. He prized himself as being an attentive lover. He enjoyed giving pleasure; to see his partner become aroused and to hear her moans. Totally of character he decided follow the red dress. Anna went straight the lingerie department. Today she was<b> shopping </font></b>for bras and panties. Pretty lingerie made her feel sexy. Satisfied with her selections she proceeded to the dressing room. She always chose the on the end as it was the largest. It was cool and quiet with a full tri-folding mirror, a tufted leather bench and a small hard back chair. She placed her purse on the chair as she absentmindedly pushed close the door. This time of the morning and on the weekend the store had few shoppers. She never locked the door and at times would it open. No had ever wandered in, not even the saleswoman. She thought of the dressing room as her own private little sanctuary. The man she'd passed by, Richard, quietly followed Anna toward the dressing rooms. He scanned the area to make sure no saw him. He quietly crept down the hall searching and found her in the last stall. his surprise and delight the door was ajar...open just enough that he could peer in. His cock grew hard as Anna untied the red dress revealing pink gossamer like lingerie. Her areolas were clearly visible through the sheerness. He swallowed hard. She folded the dress, placing it on the back of the chair. Standing in front of the full length mirror she (and he) admired her curves from all angles. She glanced over at her potential purchases and began remove her bra so she could try them on. The moment she reached her hands backward unhook her bra - the man rushed in. In a flash, he placed hand over her and an arm around her waist. Before she could even gasp, he told her not to scream or struggle. She obeyed. He whispered in her ear to please keep calm. God! he couldn't believe what he was doing and just for a second thought of stopping. But what luck! A submissive woman seemingly earnest to along. He took his arm from her waist long enough to lean back and secure the door. He instructed her to keep her eyes shut and quickly blindfolded her with of the ties he'd stuffed into his jacket pocket. Anna was scared, but did as she was told. He whispered with a dark sultry voice, "Don't be scared", and bound her hands with another silk tie. Anna could hardly breathe and just nodded in agreement. The stranger, Richard, pulled her hair back from around her . Standing behind her, she sensed he was much taller than she, despite her 3-inch heels. His body felt against her back. Watching himself in the mirror, he traced finger around her full lips and smiled see her body respond. Her succulent nipples stiffened. He bent down taste and kiss her neck. His breath excited her. Anna felt conflicted. It was tough to even think straight. He teased her taut, perfect pink areolas with open palms. She felt such a rush; the sensation was overwhelming. He pushed her bra down around her waist. She could feel the coldness of the air-conditioner blowing over her nakedness. He fondled her breasts. Gently at first, then rougher. In the mirror, his hands looked hard against her creamy flesh. Grabbing and squeezing, his hands were filled with her voluptuous tits. She bit her lip and squirmed just enough to let him know she was enjoying it. Encouraged, his fingers twisted and pulled on fleshy nipples. Wanting more, he grabbed the bra still at her waist, and pulled her around. Now seated on the bench, he easily took her luscious tits into his mouth. He licked and sucked with abandon. Anna gasped and threw her head back with pleasure. Without warning he tore off the pink . She suppressed a cry. The lustful act both shocked and thrilled her. He shoved thick fingers inside and was immediately rewarded with her creamy wetness. She widened her stance eager accept him. With practiced movements, he stroked her. Impatient, she pushed down and began masturbate. He obliged and held his thick fingers erect against her swollen clit. Her feverish thrusts excited him. Desirous stimulate her further he resumed sucking her nipples. She'd never experienced anything like this. His fingers inside her, his mouth sucking her tits, it was wildly erotic. She imagined his hard, thick cock inside her and she began orgasm. He quickly moved, pushing her down on the bench. For several seconds, her body spasmed. With each jerk, she gushed creamy sweet cum. He stroked her thighs as the spasms subsided. He was stunned, he'd never seen a woman cum with such physical energy. He wanted more of her. She wanted more of him, but felt ashamed ask. He reached around her back untie her wrists. He instructed her not remove the blindfold he'd left. She nodded in agreement. Sheepishly he asked if she would like meet again? She gave an enthusiastic nod. His brightened, OK! He explained he was leaving some . She should something beautiful and meet him here again the next Sunday. The she heard the door open and close as he left. She felt exhausted and remained awhile on the bench. She removed the blindfold. It took a few moments for her eyes to focus. She stood and faced the mirror. She was nude except for a bra around her waist and the 3-inch heels. She could see red marks along her neck and bite marks on her breasts. Her nipples were red and puffy. Despite her unbelievable orgasm, she still felt aroused. Glancing over at the chair she saw a $100 bill. She let a deep sigh. What the hell had she just done? Sex with a stranger. Just how sex crazy was that? Well, she'd let a stranger tie her up and tease her into the best orgasm of her entire life. She let a chuckle. He’d kept his promise, she wasn’t hurt. He’d pleasured her in a way she'd dreams about. She got herself together and got dressed. Since he'd torn off her , she borrowed a pair she'd chosen earlier in the morning. She picked up the $100 and went in search of some obscenely sexy lingerie. She selected a tantalizing bright white set; lots of lace and ribbons. With her purchase secure Anna drove home. It was late in the afternoon when she arrived. She felt restless and decided take a bubble bath. She tried still her thoughts. There was no denying that she was still felt aroused. Her nipples stiffened as he recalled the sensation of him sucking her tits. She closed her eyes and stroked her clit. Unsatisfied with just her hand she quickly got of the tub. She dried off and climbed naked onto bed with another favorite toy. It was a 10” pink anatomically shaped dildo. She gave it a lick and pushed it inside. With just a few deliberate movements the toy was slick. She positioned a pillow beneath her to hold the stealthy phallus in place. Anna closed her eyes. She teased her nipples as she pleasured herself against the long hard toy. The lubricious cock slid easily in and of her. She worked it as she imagined her stranger fucking her. She pulled the pillow closer with her crossed legs thrust him deeper inside her. She quickened her movements as she climaxed. She came hard and fast. Still gasping, she immediately rolled over on the pillow. Using the pillow, she positioned the toy against her clit. Pushing up on her elbows she masturbated against the toy. Her sensations heightened she easily worked herself into a second delicious orgasm. Not wanting to stop she continued to ride the faux dick and came a third time. Feeling spent, she rolled over. She laid there for a while. Her clit twitched and pulsed from the vigorous . She quickly fell into a deep sleep. Morning came and she found herself astride pillow and hugging another. She saw the lonely pink dildo on the floor and giggled. She thought of the coming Sunday. How was she going get through an entire week? Finally, she got up and washed away the night’s adventure. She drank her morning coffee. Fed Max, her starving yowling cat. And dressed for work. Dressing for work made Anna invisible. She worked at a public library where she wore her hair up and no makeup. She certainly didn't wear sexy red dresses but rather boring slacks and loose, fitting blazers. No ever suspected that Anna had curves, perky tits and a punani waxed clean. Yes, gorgeous men did come the library and even asked for her assistance, but none of them ever flirted with her. She was never asked on dates or even invited the parties and dinners her co-workers shared. Instead she had given up and given in fantasies. Her favorite sex-dream was of being bent over a table in the rare books room. Naked, her legs wide open and being fucked by a handsome patron. Finally, that had all changed for her last Sunday. Someone, a stranger, did her things she'd dreamt of. It was the most erotic experience of her life. Yes, it was true that she didn't even know his and perhaps foolish. But she was determined keep the upcoming clandestine meeting for the following Sunday. This entire situation was new Anna. Maybe she’d just imagined the whole thing. Certainly, she couldn’t tell anyone. Either way just thinking about next Sunday was exciting. Different scenarios kept playing in her head. What new sexual experiences were awaiting her? She was like that the rest of the week. She was like some horny teenage . She found herself masturbating once or twice a day. Even resorted keeping a pocket vibrator in her purse should she feel the need arise. Every tall, deep voiced might be her stranger. And even if they weren’t, she was able imagine herself with any of them; locked in some fantastic sexually encounter. Finally, Sunday arrived. She rose early. She soaked for at least an hour in a bath infused with sandalwood oil. She wanted assure herself that her skin would feel especially soft. She bushed her thick auburn hair, deciding wear it loose as usual. She chose a black sleeveless body conscience dress with a long gold zipper. Underneath the dress she wore the sexy lingerie he'd requested. She slipped into 3-inch black strappy sandals and left for the rendezvous. Anna drove to Robert's Department. That morning she found it hard to stay under the speed limit. Anna was moist with anticipation. She entered the store and eagerly walked toward the dressing rooms. However, upon entering the last dressing room; the rendezvous point, it was empty. She frowned she saw something on the bench. It was a small white envelope. An invitation of sorts directing her a ritzy downtown hotel, the Hilton Garden. The note had the address and room . She glanced at herself in the mirror, combed her hair with her fingers and smiled. A mischievous smile. Just like the 'Cheshire cat' she thought. Twenty minutes later Anna was in the elevator going to the fourth floor, room 469. She found a large envelope taped to the room's door. In it was a black satin blindfold. The enclosed note instructed her not to knock the blindfold was securely in place. OK she thought, "here we go!". She put on the blindfold, took a deep breath and knocked. The door opened and a deliciously deep voice welcomed her as he guided her through the door. It was her stranger. The first thing she noticed was how much cooler room felt than the hallway. Next was the noticeable smell of candles and music playing. The music seemed to be something East Indian or what, Arabic? The music just like the scent of the candles was exotic. Her stranger, Richard, led her to a plush sofa and offered her a drink. She said no, but he insisted. He said it would help her relax. She heard ice clinking and liquid pouring. He pulled her up from the sofa explaining they should have their drinks in the other room. She held onto his elbow as she was led into what must be the bedroom. He guided her toward the edge of an equally plush bed. Handing her a glass. He told her to, “Drink it down, don't sip it". It was felt and strong down her throat. Just for a second she feared it may have been laced with something, but he reassured her that there were no drugs in her drink. She was so self-possessed at their last meeting; he felt there was no need for such antics. Richard continued explain nothing would happen without her approval. The very moment she said, “no” or “stop” he would cease. His desire was give pleasure and not hurt her. With that he said, “with some pain comes much pleasure”. She smiled and he took her empty glass. He helped her up and kissed her. Anna was not expecting to be kissed. It was a long, deep hard kiss. Feelings of passion and lust were aroused within her. He unzipped her dress. As it did so he was quickly rewarded with glimpses of the stunning lingerie he'd purchased. He pulled the dress from her shoulders and helped her step of it, folding and placing it on a chair. Anna waited but did not feel an immediate touch. Her stranger was admiring her. He was pleasantly surprised with what she was wearing. Anna wore a bright white lace bustier that perfectly enveloped her curves. Her full creamy breasts pleasantly pushed over the top of the bustier. The white lace was sheer enough to reveal the rosy pink areolas he remembered. She wore a matching white lace G-string. She looked incredible. His cock grew hard and twitched with excitement. Finally, he walked over and touched her. He caressed her and ran his hands down her shoulders and over the tops of her breasts. Her skin was incredibly soft. His hands passed down to her waist and over her hips. He reached around and caressed her bare ass. He pulled up on the G-string just to tease her clit. He then undid the bustier just enough so that her tits spilled . Her tits were glorious with perfect sized areolas that demanding licking. Her nipples were thick and pleasantly protruded making them especially succulent as well. He sat her on the edge of the bed and undressed himself. Completely naked he stood in front of Anna. He placed her hands on his erect penis. She needed no direction. Her soft little hands stroked his dick. She quickly determined he was circumcised. She marveled at the size of his cock in her hands and wondered if he’d fit inside her. She believed him to be larger than any of her toys. He widened his stance, placed his hands on his hips and told her to suck him. She obliged and greedily took him into her mouth. He was rewarded when she adeptly swallowed more of his cock down her throat that he expected. She sucked and licked him tasting his precum. What a nasty thing to do, but it excited her. As his cock passed in and out of her mouth, she was dying to feel him inside her. Abruptly he stopped her and slid his cock between the glorious tits. He did this several times. His cock felt against her skin. He then directed her slide herself further up on the bed. She easily pushed herself up higher over silk sheets. He removed her shoes. He told her to place her arms above her head. She felt him climb onto the bed. He had red silken Japanese binding cords. He rubbed the silk cords over her entire body, allowing her to get a sense of what was coming. He pushed off the bustier and tied a cord around each breast. Tugging gingerly on the cords, he asked if she liked the sensation. She nodded. He leaned down licked her tits, with special attention to her areolas. Using his teeth, he pulled meanly on her nipples. All the while he held the cords taut. The pain was exquisite, it was hard not to squirm. Her dripping clit was throbbing. He removed the cords and bound her wrists to the bedposts. He momentarily sat on her thighs and resumed the nipple . His fingers twisted and pulled. For the first time she cried in hopes encourage him. Without warning he gave her tits several hard slaps. She was shocked and her excitement increase. Feeling bold, Richard pulled out a small black leather riding crop from a pillow. He it on her breasts. He lightly whipped her erect nipples. She whimpered and squirmed. He delighted as her flesh turned red. He stopped the kinky teasing just for a moment as he pulled off the lacy G-string. He pulled her legs apart and bound her ankles to the bedposts. Again, the bindings were not tight. He just wanted to control not hurt. He took a moment and let get the idea of being completely bound. With the blindfold Anna did not know what expect. Her nipples stung. Both her pulse and breathing increased. She was so aroused she wondered if he could see her wetness. As if he could read her mind, he gently stroked her clit before pushing a thick finger inside her. She raised her hips as he teased her clit. He tasted her rich creamy sweetness. And it was just as sweet as he imagined. He resumed the whipping with the riding crop. He teased her tits, her thighs and eventually her cunt. He was determined coax her into an even heightened state of arousal. Her wetness glistened on the silk sheets. The whipping ceased. Anna tried to regain her thoughts when she heard the tinkling of bells. Richard knelt on the bed. She was confused when she felt pressure on her nipples that remained even after he removed his hands. He explained that he’d attached specially designed nipple rings to each of her rigid nipples. Each clamp like ring was made of silver and had small bells like those used in East Indian jewelry. The simultaneous sensation of pleasure and pain was somehow perfect. Any motion or jiggle of her tits rang the tiny bells. He reached down and pinched her clit for the sole purpose of making her squirm just to hear them jingle. Oddly enough the sound of the bells also excited her. Richard moved down on the bed and knelt between her bound legs. He stroked her clit. She moaned with pleasure and the bells jingled. He struck her waxed punani once with the riding crop. Again, the long handle teased, then pushed past her labia and rested against her clit. It felt obscene. Leaning down, she felt his weight on her, then his breath on her punani. With abandon his tongue ran along the insides of her thighs before devouring her hard. As though that was not enough he shoved a hard finger into her anus. She’d never had this done to her. A few finger thrusts in her tight ass and she let loose with wanton grunts. The bevy of sensations were overwhelming; blindfolded, restrained, nipple pinching bells it was all insanely erotic. It verged on the point of being some crazy sadistic torture. She finally gave into to his oral prowess. Her body tightened up, she gushed sweet creamy cum and she felt her entire body spasm. Fascinated he sat back and watched her just as he’d done the first time. When the orgasm subsided, he produced a vibrator. She heard it turn on. She ineptly pulled at her restraints. How much more was she to endure? The tiny bells sang as her body was made to quiver and shake from the dubious stimulation. Coerced into climax, her thick sweet cum gushed a second time. Mercilessly the vibrator was removed. Richard climbed on top of her and kissed her neck. He pulled off the bells and gently kissed and licked her punished nipples. She could feel his hard dick on her leg. Despite his domination over her she was still frantic to feel him inside her. Richard, the mind reader, harshly shoved his cock inside her. As before she cried aloud as his thickness stretched her labia. His cock was fantastically long, pushing at random against her cervix. Ultimately his crazed fucking forced her to orgasm. Each excited the other with his/her sexual sounds and smells. He leaned down and sucked hard on her tits. For an instant, she imagined herself caught up by a stranger and fucked against her will. Excited by the thought, her cunt spasmed and gushed. Accordingly, he came with loud animal like grunts. Regaining his composure, he rolled off. Anna was still bound and unable to move. For an anxious moment, she tried to pull free. With one last taunt, his fingers caressed his captive’s luscious body. He untied her. Her wrists shown bright red and it excited him. He told her not to remove the blindfold he’d left the room. She was welcomed spend the night and avail herself of room service. Everything was for. The door opened and closed. He was gone. She pulled off the blindfold. |
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Very hot.
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very hot and nicely written..mmm
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Thanks for the creamy hot story!
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What a cock hardening story! I read it with my hand wrapped around my cock. Sex in a dressing room is one of my fantasies. Very hot! Keep 'em cumming!
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