Woman in hotel waiting to get some cock

The Illicit Encounter

Here’s a story for my lovely readers, to keep you going in the mad Christmas rush. Sit back and take a moment for you. A woman meets a man she’s only interacted with online. Will she meet his cock too? Read on to find out…

 

They had been communicating online for a while; their conversations were a mix of normal day-to-day life and sometimes became sexually charged. Once she met him for coffee but nothing more. He wished he could go further into their exploratory role-play fantasies. However, they were both married and there was too much risk involved.

He couldn’t think of anything else; it was on his mind 24/7. Eventually, he took the plunge and asked her if they could meet in the day for some fun. Whilst hesitant at first, she agreed. It was up to him to arrange the time and place. She informed him days and times she was available.  Secretly, he thought, she may even be looking forward to it.

He found a hotel online that was mutually convenient. After booking a room, he contacted her to give her the details. The date was for a couple of weeks time. As the day drew nearer he became excitedly nervous. What if she backed out and didn’t turn up? She reassured him she would be there.

The day of their encounter arrived. He would check-in first and then let her know the room number for her to arrive a while later. Wondering what she would wear, she knew the lingerie and accessories he liked from the online conversations they’d had. Boots would have to be worn as he loved them all.

Once ready, she made her way to the hotel, after parking her car. She checked her phone and saw a message from him. It read,

“Hi! I’m in room 24, on the second floor. Just knock when you get here.”

Making her way into the hotel, the reception was quiet so she headed to the elevator and up to the second floor. The doors opened; she followed the signs for rooms 20-30. Nobody was about in the corridors. Before long, she was at the door to room 24. Standing for a brief moment she reflected, did she want to go through with it?

It would have been just as easy for her to have gone back in the elevator. Returning home and having no contact with him again. But, she thought, it could be fun. She deserved to enjoy herself once in a while. Knocking on the door; there’s no turning back now, she thought.

The door opened. There he stood dressed in smart jeans and a plaid shirt. Smiling at her with happiness, he greeted her with a simple “hello.” Her reply was a coquetish smile. She glided into the room; it wasn’t fancy but it was purposeful, having a bed, desk, drink making facilities and en-suite bathroom. There was also a small table with a couple of chairs by the window.

Closing the door, he looked slightly awkward. His nerves were present, and it was apparent he’d never done anything like this before.

“I like your boots,“

was his opening line. Her response, “I knew you would.” made him blush heavily.

“I’ve bought you a gift.“ Offering to her a box of chocolates, he said “I hope you like them”.

She took off her coat and hung it up on the hook. Placing her small bag on the bed, she made her way over to the window just to see what the view was like.

”You found it alright then,” was his observation.

“Yes it wasn’t too difficult to find. It’s pleasant enough.”

To break the ice, he asked, ”can I make you a tea or coffee?“

“Maybe later, I haven’t got long “ she replied, before popping into the bathroom with her little bag. “You had better get undressed,” she called over her shoulder to him.

In a flash, (hehe!!) he took his clothes off, apart from his pants. He was body conscious and embarrassed about his size. He drew the curtains and put on the light, then sat in one of the chairs by the window.

His nerves were reappearing, gnawing at him inside. It had been a long time since he was intimate with anyone. He didn’t wish to make a fool of himself!

The bathroom door opened, as did his mouth on seeing her step into the room. She was the most amazing sight he had never seen. Wearing a black under-bust corset to expose her soft breasts, teamed with black stockings and black knee-high boots. Her dark raven hair was flowing and she’d left her glasses on. Keeping her boots on, she made her way over to him and sat in the chair opposite.

Mesmerised by her, he stood up and they shared a passionate kiss. He loved the feel of her corset as he run his hands around the back of her body, before caressing her cute butt cheeks.

Pressing her breasts into his chest he was starting to get hard; she noticed, jokingly telling him to calm down. He told her why he kept his pants on.

She listened to his reason, but frowned, saying “if you want me to dominate you, I need to punish you now. Because a sub must always display himself when requested. You don’t need those anymore!”

Instructing him to bend over the edge of the bed, she took a leather flogger from her bag. Swishing it through the air, Thwack! It landed a rain of stings to his buttocks in turn, as she lashed him 10 times.

Breathing heavily, she stopped to lay on the bed, patting the duvet to invite him to join her. He sat on the bed and laid down beside her. They kissed again and ran their hands all along the other’s body.

He paid particular attention to her breasts, knowing she enjoyed nipple play. Slowly caressing them before giving them a gentle pinch. She stroked his very hard cock. He was anxious about shooting his load prematurely. Asking her to stop, they paused mid-kiss. Sliding her way down the bed, his shaft was rock solid. Touching it again, she slowly teased the tip with her tongue. Closing his eyes, he drifted away to subliminal bliss; it had been a long time since he had that kind of attention!

She took his cock in her mouth slowly moving up and down his length, and whilst cupping his balls with her hand. It felt amazing; she was clearly good at this! He was fast approaching the point of no-return;  ejaculating into her mouth without any warning.

He apologised feeling disappointed he had let her down. She sat astride him, moved herself up to his face so that she was facing the headboard. Sitting straddling his head she told him to lick her clit. Lowering herself down towards his tongue, she let out a little moan when his tongue touched her pussy cleft. He  lapped her vulva, and she was loving it!

Reaching up to caress her breasts, those nipples were nicely hard. She was clearly enjoying the attention they were receiving, as she ground down on his face. Getting very wet, she didn’t want it to end, but she knew she wanted his cock inside her. Before she moved, she looked around and saw his cock was starting to swell. She wanted it, now! She positioned herself on all fours upon the bed.

Telling him to fuck her from behind, her breasts were bouncing; all lovely and inviting. He got behind her and slowly slid his cock into her soaking wet pussy. Letting out a gasp, she could feel his girth filling her hole. Moving back and forth slowly, she moaned at every thrust.

He reached under and played with her breasts. Definitely a ‘boob man!’ Her pussy was dripping wet and his cock was sliding in and out with ease. Her breathing became quicker and her moans louder. He was groaning; a few more thrusts before they both let out powerful exclamations, climaxing almost together.

He withdrew his softening cock and could see his and her cream blending and dribbling out from her pussy.

“Mmm, that was good! I enjoyed that. Think I’ll have that coffee now!” She winked at him. 😉

 

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3 comments

  1. wonderful time
    thank you i am very hard right now

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