He always makes me late. Why do I invite him. I guess because he pays for the drinks, doesn’t complain and can talk about anything with anyone. People like him. He’s good company. But still… He’s not the one I want to be with. He finally shows up at my hotel room to pick me up in his suit. At least he cleans up well. I’m wearing my dark blue, low cut dress and black leather boots. Hair long and loose as always. We arrive and get seated at our table. I scan the room. Same people from the same charity events as always. No one… wait… I catch my breath. I can’t believe that it’s you. And you are staring back at me, with the same look of bewilderment. What are we doing here together? Online lovers who thought we would never meet. And here we, what are the chances?
Drinks and dinner are a blur. All I can do is think of you. Catching each other with wanting glances. The burning desire. How can anyone not notice the electricity and sexual tension that is between us in this room. I hardly can hear the conversation around me. All my thoughts are pointed at you.
Feeling the wetness between my legs grow, knowing that I am getting flushed, I excuse myself, to cool my head, my thoughts. I hurry towards the restrooms. Suddenly I am stopped by a hand on my arm. I turn and there you are, looking just as flushed, but smiling. We exchange awkward greetings, unsure of what to do or say. Knowing that our hearts our pounding, our lust is growing… your hand on my skin burning into me. Without further word you pull me into the women’s restroom and lock the door, not even checking to see if anyone is in there.
We kiss so passionately, like our lives depend on each other’s breath, each other’s lips. We swallow each other whole, exchanging the very essence inside our bodies. Our hands start to claw at each other. Your hands go up under my dress to find my garter and stockings and nothing else. You grab my bare ass and squeeze so tight. My hands removing your jacket and shirt, wanting to feel more of your skin, to taste your body.
You pull my dress down to expose my breasts. Your mouth completely devours them making me moan. You turn my around and bend me over by the sink, so we are looking at each other in the mirror, then you go down and start licking me and eating me, telling me how good I taste. I tell you how much I’ve wanted this, since the first time we start to “talk”. I grip the sink as your tongue fucks my wet pussy. I tell you how much I want your cock, how much I want you.
You stand up and tease me with your cock, first my soaking, throbbing pussy, then my ass, going a little into each hole, then finally you slide into my nectar deep and hard. You reach around and grab one tit with your hand, and rub my clit with your other, as I thrust back onto your cock. We look at each other in the mirror, connecting with our eyes. We can see the passion and the heat, finally see the desire and the lust. The experience is more than what I had ever hoped for.
Your cock is so much better than I had imagined, your hands moving in such marvelous motions. I push back harder and deeper on you as I move my head to gently bite on your arm. Your mouth kissing and biting my neck. I feel like I could rip the sink out of the wall as I clamp your cock so hard and scream. My orgasm is so intense as I rock back and forth in sweet agony and relief.
You pull out of me as I fall to my knees and grab your cock. Wanting it so much I take it deep in my mouth, tasting myself as I suck you, grabbing your balls and ass, knowing what pleases you. Looking up into your eyes, you know how much I want you. You see my desire and longing for you. It doesn’t take you long before you cum in my mouth and I suck you clean and dry. You pull me up before I swallow it all and kiss me. We share our juices, enjoying our tastes, feeling each other’s bodies. Your hands in my hair, I feel your cock still so hard.
There is a couch that you take me to. You lay down and pull me so that I am over top of you in a 69 position. We start to devouring each other. Our mouths and hands exploring our lower extremities. Our hunger for each other cannot seem to be quenched. I cum again on in your mouth, grinding on your face, letting my juice flood you. We are completely lost to each other.
I climb on to your cock and ride you hard, look down on you, bending over to lick and kiss you. Digging my nails into your chest. I feel your hardness grow. You thrust upwards into me. I see the look on your face and smile as you cum deep inside of me, just as intense as the first time.
We get up, clean up and get dressed. We embrace and kiss. We leave the restroom together, not really caring if anyone notices. There is an awkward goodbye, unsure of what to say or do. We go back to our tables, both smiling and feeling satisfied, wondering what to do next.
What should we do next?
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