We’ve been messaging each other for a little while now, flirtations have turned to suggestiveness, turned to explorative and raw dialogue, turned to revealing some of our sexual and erotic selves through shared images. Then one day the email comes to you. What are you doing this weekend? I’m willing to buy a plan ticket and come and visit your area, I want to meet you, I want spend time with you, I want to do this with you. And then I present the “stranger fantasy” to you. I am the confident, out of towner in town on business. Staying at a lovely suite near the Airport, I wander into the hotel bar/bar restaurant attached to the hotel after a long, stressful day of hammering out deals. I am dressed in a button down business shirt and tie, dress pants and come in with my laptop bag. You are a local woman, perhaps a business professional yourself, perhap a worker at one of the nearby shops, restaurants, clubs. You have stopped into this bar for a quick drink, and done so alone. I immediately am captured by your beauty and sly-like innocence as I enter the bar. I quickly grab a drink but don’t take my eyes off you much. I walk over, ask if I can join you at your table, you curiously but reluctantly accept all along I am getting a magnificant vantage point of your ample but only slightly teasingly exposed cleavage. I feel my manhood stirring with arousal underneath my business wear.
I buy you a drink, turns a couple, we do the small talk, learn a little about each other to not be trusting strangers but leave a lot out, leaving the mystery and intrigue at it’s maximum and it is in the bar that we begin taking flirting with each other to the next level.
Light petting, probing hands under the table, I wonder if anyone is watching. And you’re quite aroused by the heat in public, as a slowly career your inner thigh, slightly gliding my fingers over the silk panties you wear, circling in on that pussy underneath gathering wetness. As things heat up, I ask you if you’d like to take this back to my suite, you agree.
We hit the elevator and as soon as the doors close we engulph each other, hands everywhere, some pieces of clothing being pushed to the brink, erotic kissing and probing. I slide my tongue down your inviting throat and you instantly return the favour.
The elevator doors open, we refrain for just a moment, I slide the door key to reveal a beautiful suite with a jacuzzi for two, wine on ice, candles etc. We don’t spend much more than a second admiring the background, the focus is on you and I, you and I exploring each other for the very first time, two relative strangers taking the ultimate risk of chance. I throw your coat down on the floor and shove you up against the wall, some light to intense pulling at your lovely long locks, I tug on it while I resume shoving my tongue back down your throat. You winch a little and grab me in an ever strong bearhug, your hand moving down my spine as you end with cusping my ass ever so tight.
I tell you to trust me you say “yes”, I ask you if you trust me, you hesitate slightly but say “yes”. I say to you that I want your senses to be heightened the first I explore you, the slow licking, kissing, nibbling sucking all over your body from hair to foot, I want you to anticipate and not know my next move, so I go into my bag of tricks, and pull out a blindfold, and gently pull it over your head, over you eyes, and I can sense you now breathing harder.
I tear open your top revealing a sexy black see through top, I kiss your lips, your face, your eyes, your nose, side of your face over to your ears where I begin to lightly nibble, blow on your ear, and you let out a pleasurable gasp. I guide you over to a sofa chair and otteman, but before I sit you down you proceed to strip out of your top, completely exposing your beautiful, plentiful naked breasts to me for the first time, oh how I want to suck on them, blow on those hard nipples, take your captivating breasts in my mouth, but first I up the ante, and strip myself down to black boxers, game on.
I sit you down and spread your legs I kneel in between them and rest your legs on the matching ottoman…