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Onenightstand Ch. 01

By: kinki



I have always been a sexual person, so it seems. I remember being horny and fantasizing while in high school, fantasizing about being spanked in the principles office. Having to stay after class for some "extra credit" with the handsome High school English teacher. Of course I was just a kid and didn't know how to go about getting what I wanted. 

I learned to masturbate early, I happened across some porn magazines that I found while babysitting. They were pics of college aged looking girls, made to look younger in various positions and outfits, playing the innocent part; they all were being fucked by older men. Men who could have been teachers or doctors. I was so turned on by them that I always wanted to baby-sit for this couple so I could see the newest magazines. 

There was once even a group of pictures that looked as if the girl was the BABYSITTER!!! All the pictures had a storyline. This particular group showed a schoolgirl arriving at a house, carrying her books. A man opens the door and she goes inside. She was wearing a Catholic School girl type uniform, with plaid skirt, button down white blouse, knee socks and black shoes. Once inside the girl would bend over showing her panties as she gathered toys from the floor, etc. I never saw a child; I guess the kid was taking a nap or something. The pictures showed the girl lying on her belly on the couch, reading one of her books, legs up and spread so that you could see her ass.

As the story progressed the man sat on the couch, rubbed her panty clad ass, pulled her panties down, sat her in his lap and fingered her pussy. Eventually she was totally nude and fucked in various positions and also sucked his cock. I remember how badly I wanted to be that girl. I wanted to know what it felt like to have a man's dick in my mouth and pussy! Of course I never experienced any of that as a young girl, but how I wanted to. I babysat and masturbated at that house quite often.

Ever since those days, I have been attracted to older men. They don't have to be real old, just older than me. I think it makes me feel younger to be with an older man. I am not too young now and to be with an older more experienced man makes me feel appreciated. I have been single for quite sometime and pretty lonely. I had always fantasized about being a call girl. I love to role-play, I love to experiment and please. I figured, why not, I am an adult, I could do this. So I started an internet site to see if I could maybe get some reaction. I was going to try to be a call girl!

I would call the website…onenightstand…it started out as a joke. I didn't expect to get any hits. But I did. I posted a picture of myself and guaranteed a very pleasurable experience. I would offer "dates" with extras. Of course there were fees involved and that only made it more exciting to me. It seemed dangerous and exciting. I started getting email replies and had to weed through them. Some of them were very interesting. I decided to call back my first date.

He described himself as an older married executive. He and his wife had not been sexual for some time and he was not looking for a prostitute. He wanted to start with dinner and a drink and perhaps see what happens. It sounded perfect to me. I asked him if he had any preference as to how I dressed. "I would like for you to look as if you are a business associate." He said. "We will be dining at a very fine restaurant." 

"Perfect." I said. We talked for a few moments and made the arrangements. I was to meet him at a hotel, in the lobby. He was going to be in my town for a meeting and was staying at one of the nicest hotels. I was shaking with excitement. I couldn't believe I was actually going through with it.

I had to go shopping for the perfect outfit. I wasn't to meet him until the following evening at 7:00 pm. I got my things together and headed for the mall. I walked past the type of clothing I am accustomed to, jeans and tank tops, and on to the "Professional " attire. Just the thought of shopping for this "blind date" was exhilarating. I wanted to look professional, but not stuffy. I found some skirts that would work just fine. They were short but not too short. I found one that was pleated all the way around and sat about 3 inches from my knees. It came in several patterns and colors and decided to find a top before deciding which skirt I would get. 

I headed for the lingerie department. I would find a jacket to match the skirt, but wanted to see if I could find a silky cami for underneath, instead of a blouse. I found just what I was looking for. They had a style of cami that would be perfect. It was low cut v neck with spaghetti straps. The top was pleated jut a bit with a gather right under the breasts. The rest of the way down was all stretchy lace. It would be perfect! The cami came in white, black and tan. I opted for the tan. I went back to the skirts and found one with a slight tweed looking print it contained a small stripe of tan with an off white background. There were also some greens and browns. There were jackets with the same print in a couple of different styles. I grabbed the entire outfit and headed for the fitting rooms. 

I tried the skirt and cami on, perfect. I then tried two different styles of jacket. I had my outfit. I dressed and headed for the hosiery and shoe departments. I found a pair of nude, thigh high stockings. I also found a sexy pair of pumps. They had stiletto heels and made my legs look extremely long and sexy. I was so excited! I went to the counter to pay for my purchases and headed out of the mall. 

I stopped at the tanning bed; I had a pretty good base but wanted that little glow. Afterwards I stopped at the salon. I wanted to see if they could fit me in the next morning for a sexy up do, they scheduled me for 10:00am. Everything was set.

I got back home and couldn't relax; I knew I wouldn't be able to even sleep that night! What had I started? What was I thinking? I guess I could always back out if I changed my mind. Oh well, I would have to see how I felt in the morning. Now I would try to sleep. I did manage to drift off. I did sleep…and I dreamed. I dreamed about meeting my mystery man and having a wonderful time. I know that I woke up with a smile and was ready to start my day.

I showered and shaved, my legs and pussy. I wanted to be completely smooth and soft. I washed my hair and did my nails, fingers and toes. I gave myself a French manicure and pedicure. I moisturized so I would not have any dry skin. I dried my hair and threw on a hoodie, which zipped up the front so I wouldn't mess my hair taking it off after having it done. 

I threw on a pair of jeans and headed for the salon. I stopped for a quick cup of coffee and was off. I signed in and waited, I looked at some of the hair magazines to see if I could find something I liked. One of the girls called me to the front and led me to one of the chairs. I carried the magazine with me. She started wrapping the smock around me and discussed what I wanted done.

Before too long she had decided on the perfect style. I told her that I was going to meet a business associate for a dinner meeting. But there would be dinner and possibly dancing afterwards. She asked what kind of business I was in, I told her some story about being a marketing professional. I would be working on designing a new image for his company. 

She talked about how important it all sounded and how exciting my life must be. I just laughed to myself. I was at the salon for about two hours, we talked and she worked on my hair. She added a few strands of color as well as the up do. She convinced me that the streaks would help bring out the tan. I went for it.

She then offered to do a makeover. She complimented me on how clear and young my skin looked but she could do a natural looking make-up. I let her do it. After it was all over she said, "You ready?" And turned me around in the chair. I couldn't believe it was me! I looked like Vanna White or something! I was very impressed. I looked done up but not too much so. I must admit, I looked really good. I felt like someone else and that was nice. It made it easier to play a part to be someone else.

I went back home and got everything I needed and packed it in my car. I had decided that I would get a room at the same hotel. That way if I needed to dart for some reason I could. I wanted to be close and have everything there. After checking in, I walked back downstairs to look around. I checked out the bar and the restaurant. It was going to be a great evening.

I wanted it to be time, already. I was so anxious. I wanted to play with my stranger. I started thinking about how it would play out. I was fantasizing about this man, I didn't even know. I don't think it was actually the man as much as it was the act, the act of playing a part. This was to be my first attempt at the whole "call girl" thing. I didn't like calling it "prostitute" although I suppose that's what it is. I was after all meeting someone as a paid escort. I just didn't feel dirty about it. 

I watched some TV and laid my wardrobe out. Time seemed to stand still. I took off my clothes and lay on the bed. I decided to apply some lotion again and a slight bronzer, to give me that sexy, tanned glow. I was getting a tad tense and as I rubbed my skin with the lotion I decided to take off a bit of the edge. 

I imagined what my mystery man would look like. I hoped he was tall and strong. I closed my eyes as I rubbed the lotion on my breasts. I pinched my nipples firmly and squeezed my breasts together. I wished right then that I could suck on them myself, but unfortunately they were not that big. 

I applied lotion to my belly and legs. I worked my hands up between my thighs and brushed against my pussy. It was so sensitive, just fantasizing about this evening. I rubbed lotion onto the lips of my pussy and inside. I spread them open and fingered my wet pussy. I was fingering myself and thinking about this night. I was very stimulated. It was only a few moments until I came. I squirted all over the bedspread and was quickly relieved. I felt more relaxed now, not as tense, just what I needed. I stood and pulled the bedspread back; I didn't want the entire bed to be wet.

Now I was a bit damp. I went into the bathroom and opened my bag. I had packed a douche and decided I wanted to use it. I had to be clean and fresh for my night out. I sat on the toilet and flushed my pussy with the clean smelling liquid. The stream of liquid passing over my cunt felt very refreshing. I dried myself and finished applying the lotion to my legs and ass. 

It was finally getting close to the meeting time and I was quite anxious, so I began to get dressed. I had a very sexy lace push-up bra that barely covered my breasts, I pushed them up as much as I could so that my cleavage looked nice and my nipples were peaking out of the tops of the cups. I didn't wear panties. I slid the thigh high stockings on; they were very silky and had lace tops. I then slid on the skirt. I carefully slipped the camisole over my head as to not mess up my hair. 

I went into the bathroom to check my face and hair and brushed my teeth. I threw on the little jacket and slid my shoes on. I walked over to the full-length mirror to admire myself. I was so pleased with the look. It is exactly what I was going for. I could wait no longer. I grabbed my keycard and put it in the jacket pocket. I almost ran to the door and then to the elevator. I was going to be early, but I didn't care. I would wait at the bar.

I stepped out of the elevator into a rather crowded lobby. I was excited to see the crowd of men gathered around in small groups. I enjoyed prancing past them as they glanced my way. I noticed a few men noticing me and it was gratifying. I walked into the bar. I found an empty seat at the bar and sat down. There were two men talking on one side of my stool and a lone gentleman reading some papers sitting on the other side. I motioned to the bartender and he came over to see what I wanted. I gave him my order and he walked away, returning a moment later with my amaretto on the rocks, two cherries. 

I told him to start a tab for me and he said, "Maybe with the next one, this one is on me." He grinned and winked. I thanked him and raised my glass in a toasting motion and had a sip. I swiveled my stool around to get a look at the place. The bar was cozy and dimly lit. There was a band setting up in the corner. It looked as if it was a blues or jazz type group; I observed horns and a stand up bass. Looked like it would be a nice intimate atmosphere. 

Just past the stage, was an entrance to the dining room; it too was very cozy looking. It seemed to be very classy, with white linen table clothes and napkins, which were folded into fans and standing up on the tables. The tables had elegant place settings and flower arrangements as well as taper candles. I decided to ask for a menu, just to have something to do and to be able to stroll across the room and show off a bit. I walked over to the entrance of the restaurant; I found one of the waiters and approached him. I asked if I could have a menu to look at. "Of course, lovely lady," he said and handed one to me. I thanked him and walked back through the dining room to my seat at the bar.

I went to sit down and noticed a drink sitting on a napkin, next to the first one. I looked up puzzled at the bartender. He pointed to the two gentlemen seated next to me and said, "That one is on them!" I laughed, smiled over at them and sipped the first drink. 

One of them leaned over to me and asked if I was waiting on someone. I answered yes and told them that I was a bit early. "Lucky guy" he said and raised his glass. Again, I laughed and lowered my head a bit looking shy.

I was looking over the menu. It had some wonderful sounding offerings. I am a vegetarian so was interested in the seafood offerings. They had plenty to choose from. Of course I would have to begin with a shrimp cocktail. I continued viewing the menu and sipping my drink as I watched more people come in. 

There were couples going straight through to the dining room, confirming their reservations and being led off to their tables. The band was tuning their instruments and it was almost 7:00, I began to fidget. I picked one of the cherries out of my drink and sucked on it a bit. I bit it off the stem and fished out the next one. I ate it and downed the rest of the first drink. He would be here soon.

I reached for the second drink and swiveled back around. I noticed a couple of men standing just inside the bar entrance. They were having what seemed to be a serious conversation. After a moment they shook hands and one of them left, walking back through the lobby towards the elevators. 

The remaining gentleman was standing there, looking around. He was quite handsome. He was tall and quite muscular, big framed but not fat. He was wearing a very nice suit, black with a thin stripe. He walked over to the end of the bar and ordered a drink. Up till now, I don't think he even noticed me. I noticed him though. He had salt and pepper hair, a bit long and pulled back; he had a full beard, trimmed close and a mustache also salt and pepper. 

I then saw another man enter, stand and look around for a minute and approach the bar, also ordering a drink. He stood with his back to the bar as he drank his drink. A few minutes later a woman entered, looked around and waved at the second man. He waved back and trotted over to the woman as they both walked towards the dining room. Not him, I thought to myself. I turned back towards the bar and picked up my drink. I noticed the man at the end of the bar. 

He had his elbow on the bar and his head resting on his hand. He sipped his drink and smiled down at me, a very broad smile. I smiled back and kinda rubbed my neck a little. I felt embarrassed for some reason. When I looked back towards him, he was gone. I started to spin back around to see where he had gone, just then I felt someone behind me, his breath on my neck. "Are you Kinki?" he said quietly into my ear. "God I hope so." And he turned my stool around to face him.

'Well, that could be a loaded question." I told him jokingly. I know I was blushing. He was really handsome. I was glad I found him attractive; it would be difficult to "play" if he had been less that good looking. "It's me" I told him and reached out to shake his hand. He touched my hand and raised it up to his lips and gave it a gentle peck, he then, quite unexpectedly leaned into me and placed another peck on my right cheek. I felt like a teenager being flirted with by the captain of the football team. I was the one who was the paid escort; I was the one who was playing a part, so why was I the one being so charmed?

"Shall we gorgeous?" He asked, and helped me down from the stool. I grabbed my drink and let him lead me to the dining room. The other two gentlemen who had been seated next to me, again raised their glasses in approval, my date, did the same. I felt a little lightheaded. I never intended to actually like this guy, but was pleasantly surprised. We walked over to the door as the band began to play, a soft mellow bluesy tune. He placed his hand in the small of my back as he led me through the entrance. 

"Two, under Elliot" he told the host, and we were led over to a nice quiet table in the corner. The table was a bit back, but we were able to see and hear the live music from here, without it being too loud. He pulled out a chair for me; I thanked him and sat down. He pulled out the chair next to me, instead of across, unbuttoned his jacket and remove it. He draped his jacket across the back of the other chair and sat down. "It suddenly got a little warm in here." He joked, "I'm sorry, you ok, you want me to take your jacket?"

"Oh no, I'm fine right now, thank you." I said to him. I did however unbutton my jacket. I opened the front of it and pushed my sleeves up a bit. My breasts were perfectly placed in the v of my skimpy cami, if you looked closely, you could see the darkness of my nipples as they pushed against the silky material, of course the fact that I felt chilled, tingly from being excited, only managed to make it more noticeable. But I didn't care I had hoped he did notice. I sat up and took a sip of my drink. 

"Are you ready for another? " he asked, "what is it you are drinking?" I told him what it was and politely declined another one just yet. "So, it is a pleasure to finally get to see you. I had been anticipating this all day." "I must say, your website picture doesn't do you justice." "You are much more attractive in person." He complimented. "I couldn't have asked for a better date." "Let's check out the menu, see what else we can find tasty." He grinned at me and winked. "What's your pleasure, my lady?"

"Well, as far as food…um…dinner, I am a vegetarian, so I will check out the seafood offerings." I flirted with him. "I would like to start with an appetizer, you mind?"

"Not at all, dear whatever your little heart desires" he replied.

"I like that attitude." I told him "let's remember you said that, ok?" I tilted my head slightly looking over the top of the menu at him. I took a deep breath and sipped my drink lying down the menu. He looked a little while longer and sat his down as well. He motioned to the waiter and he came over to take our orders. 

We told him what we wanted and he took our menus. There we were, just sitting next to each other and I could feel him staring at me. I felt a tad uncomfortable. I didn't feel uncomfortable about being with him, there alone, just about being there in the middle of an uncomfortable silence. Just then we both began to speak at the same time. We stopped quickly and laughed. "You go first." I said, "I didn't really have anything that interesting to say, just wanted to break the silence."


Onenightstand Ch. 01



"That's exactly what I was doing" he laughed. He put his hands on the table and began to speak. I couldn't help but notice his hands. I have a thing for hands. I love strong, clean, powerful hands and his were so nice. I admired them for a while as he spoke. It was just small talk, how had I liked the hotel, did I have a room, how was it, those types of things. 

I reached out and touched his hands; I laid mine on top of his and caressed them. I then picked them up and slid my fingers between his, holding them. He stopped speaking immediately, as soon as I touched him. He sat up and leaned into the table, cocking his head and watching me intently as I admired his hands. I leaned over and stuck one of his fingers into my mouth and sucked on it softly. I then rubbed it along my lips and kissed it gently. I held them for a second longer and then placed them back on the table as they were. Once I released them he cleared his throat and began to speak once again, nervously. It was endearing. 

I looked right into his eyes as he talked, licked my lips and squirmed around in my chair. I leaned back and watched his hands as he spoke. I imagined his hands on me. I fished a cherry from my drink and sucked it between my lips, never taking my eyes from his. He stammered at what he was saying and shook his head. 

He took a deep breath and let it out "Whew" he said, "Um what was I saying, I seem to have lost my train of thought." I chuckled and bit the cherry from its stem. I then put the stem in my mouth and moved it around with my tongue, then pulled it back out, tied in a knot. This was an old bartenders trick I used to do. I reached for his hand again and placed the stem in the middle of it., grinning at him playfully. 

He placed it in his shirt pocket. He began to speak again as the waiter walked up to our table to deliver our appetizers. "You ready yet?" he asked me, referring to my drink. 

I rolled my eyes and smiled, shaking my head. "Sure, I'll have another." I told him. 

"Make that two," he said. And the waiter walked away.

I dipped one of my shrimp into the cocktail sauce and slowly ate at it. I wanted to seduce him with my eating. I wanted him to want to taste me as I tasted the shrimp. I dipped another and reached over placing it close to his mouth. He opened his lips as I fed him the shrimp. I put the tail on the small plate and then licked my fingers. "Tasty, huh?" I teased. 

"Oh yes, yes I bet it is." He said.

We ate our appetizers and had another drink. There was a lot of heavy flirting from both sides. I was having such a good time. It was nice to be treated to such a nice evening with such a nice man. Once our dinners arrived I was comfortable enough to remove my jacket, he stood and helped me, placing it over the chair with his. 

As he walked back around the table he leaned over and touched my neck, lightly. He then bent over and kissed me on the neck. I felt I would melt right then and there. I shivered. He sat back down next to me. He had ordered a bottle of wine with dinner and after pouring us both a glass he handed me one of the glasses. "To you, beautiful." He said. 

I blushed again. "To us." I corrected him. 

"To us" he repeated.

He put his glass down and I felt him rest his hand on my leg. I know I must have flinched, not expecting it. His hand felt amazing. He squeezed my leg slightly and then started eating. We ate and sipped our wine. We chatted and flirted and I was becoming so aroused. I felt as if my pussy was going to orgasm all by itself. I slid farther down towards the end of my chair, as I did so, my skirt raised slightly. I knew that he would see the lacy tops of my stockings.

For some reason the sound of his voice, the look in his eyes, his touch, his hands…it was all very arousing. I was being charmed and I was supposed to be the seductress. I fidgeted around in my chair and he grabbed my hand. He clutched it and pulled it towards him. He then surprised me by placing it directly on his crotch. "See what you are doing to me?" he said. "You are amazing and I want you so badly I can taste it." He was talking with his teeth clenched.

I rubbed him lightly and pressed my hand against his hard cock firmly. "I too am looking forward to the rest of the evening." I said. "Don't you think we've had enough to eat?"

"Speak for yourself" he told me "My appetite is just getting peeked" "You want to get out of here?" I told him absolutely. He stood, grabbed our jackets, helped me with my chair and we walked towards the door. He, once again placed his hand at the curve of my back…he slid it down, just a bit so that it rested just at the top of my cheeks. I wasn't sure, but I could have sworn he was feeling for panty lines. 

As we exited the dining room his hand inched down a bit further and I could feel his hand on my skin. His fingers were tickling the tops of my stockings at the bottom of my skirt and the feel of his fingers so close to my pussy made me soaking wet. Well the surprise was his, I wasn't wearing any panties!



Onenightstand Ch. 02



We walked into the lobby and towards the elevators. He pushed the up button and as the doors opened he was directly behind me, pushing himself up against my back. As soon as the doors were open he forced me inside. It wasn't a violent push, more of a rushing me inside. The doors closed and before I could turn around he had pushed me up against the wall and had his hands on both my breasts. He kissed my neck and shoulders. He was rubbing my tits and kissing all over my shoulders and neck. 

He quit suddenly and let out a long, loud sigh, more of a whimper. He laid his head on my shoulder and held me. He seemed to melt into me. We stood there for a few minutes and then he turned me around. He was strong but not forceful he put both of his hands on my face and once again, pushed me against the wall. He kissed me, plunging his tongue into my mouth, his tongue exploring my entire mouth. He was moaning and breathing hard. He seemed to be devouring me, like he couldn't get enough. 

I threw my arms around him; I stroked the back of his head and grabbed his ass. I slammed his crotch into mine and started gyrating against his cock. I could feel it grow immediately. He stopped kissing me and rested his head on my chest his hands found their way to my breasts again as he pulled at my top and bra. He managed to expose my nipple over the edge of my top and I pushed his head down towards it, letting him know I wanted him to suck it, he did. He sucked it into his mouth tenderly. He pulled at the other breast and managed to have both nipples exposed. "Oh my," he moaned "such nice tits, mmmmm" he was moaning as he continued suckling my nipples. 

He was caressing my tits and sucking my nipples, licking all around them. He laid his head between them face down and breathed heavily. "Ummmm, God!" He panted, "I can't stand it." The doors opened, we were back at the lobby, we hadn't even pushed the floor button. We looked at each other and began to laugh. I think I saw a tear in his eye and I was confused. He reached over and pushed 5, the doors closed once again. I threw myself into his arms. I kissed him passionately and pushed him against the wall. He smiled, his lips against mine and we kissed. We still had our lips pressed against one another's as the doors opened again.

We managed to tear ourselves apart and he reached for our jackets, swooping them up as we hurried from the elevator. I started to walk towards the right and he pulled me back, almost as if we were dancing, turning me, into his arms. I laughed and he walked me down the hallway with his arm wrapped around my waist. We came to his door and he opened it with his keycard. He held the door as I walked inside. There was a light on in the corner and the TV was going. I walked in and quickly removed my shoes. As soon as the door was closed he removed his tie, unbuttoned his shirt and came over to me. I sat down on the bed.

He came over to me and sat down on his knees, right in front of me. He opened my legs. He ran his hands up along my outer thighs all the way up to my hips, under my skirt. He laid his head in my lap and just stayed like that for a minute. I reached down and put my hands on his head. I was stroking his head and reached down to remove the hair tie holding his hair in a ponytail. I ran my fingers through his hair. He leaned up just a little and pushed me back on the bed. 

He then slid my skirt up exposing my pussy. "Oh my, that's so sweet" he said admiring my shaved pussy. "I knew it would be smooth, I had hoped anyway." At once he had his face buried in my crotch. He licked between my lips and slid his tongue deep into my hole. He pushed my legs up giving him access to my cunt and ass. "Oh my God, mmmmm so nice." He moaned. He was sitting there on his knees just looking at me, at my pussy, at my ass.

He stood up and straightened my legs; he placed them on his shoulders and reached down to the tops of my stockings. He pulled at one stocking at a time, sliding the stockings off. He rubbed my feet sliding his fingers in between each of my toes. He tickled my feet, making me giggle and squirm around. He grabbed my legs at the ankles holding them with one hand as he rubbed the backs of them. 

He slid his hands all the way down to my ass and then he slapped my ass. He slapped it hard, lifting me up off the bed. He then spread my legs again, letting them back down on the bed. He grabbed me under my arms and scooted me farther up to the top of the bed, as he lay on top of me.

He made his way between my legs and lay with his hard cock pushing down on my crotch. He kissed me and moved his hips as he pressed himself against me. He was on his knees again, in between my spread legs. He placed his hands at the bottom of my cami and pulled it up and over my head. He then reached behind me and unfastened my bra, as he did he bent down to lick at them. He had freed my tits and they sprang up, nipples very hard. As he sat there on his knees I wriggled down far enough to reach his belt. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. I slid his pants down as far as they could go in this position.

I could see how hard he was. His cock peaking out from the top of his briefs. I pulled them down quickly and it sprang out at me. I was very impressed. He had a large, thick impressive cock. His balls and pubic area were shaved smooth, I like that. It was very appetizing. I tried lifting him, just enough to let him know that's what I wanted him to do. I slid down under him so that his cock was close to my face. 

I lifted my head and put the head into my mouth. "Oh dear God!" He shouted. "Yes put it in your mouth, mmmmm, oh yeah." He was trembling. I licked his balls and sucked them, one at a time into my mouth as I stroked his dick. I could hear him gasp, "sssssssss...mmmmmmmmmm" I put it back in my mouth and fondled his balls as I sucked on his prick. It isn't easy getting much of it in my mouth at this angle, but he didn't seem to mind. I scooted myself out from under him and told him to lie down. He did as I said.

He lay on the bed, dick sticking straight up at me. I stepped next to the bed and slid my skirt down. He reached over and fondled at my pussy. I stepped away. I picked up my stockings from the floor and climbed on the bed. I straddled him, my cunt almost in his face. I reached over took one of his arms and tied it to the headboard, I did the other as well. There he laid, flat on his back, hands tied to the headboard...completely at my mercy. 

"Ah, just where I want you." I teased him "now, where to start...hmmmm?" I climbed up close to the head of the bed and sat up on my knees. I put my pussy right on his face and then lifted myself up. He strained to stick his tongue out as far as he could, stretching his neck out, barely reaching my cunt. 

I scooted back down. I started to kiss his neck and lick it. I stuck my tongue into his ear and breathed into it deeply. I licked all around his neck and chest sucking on his nipples. His chest was hairy and strong. He must work out, I thought to myself. I squeezed his chest and bit his nipples. I worked my way down, down his chest and stomach. I slid his pants down and off. I opened his legs and slid between them. 

I slammed his cock down my throat swallowing it. "Awwgggggg, DAMN!" he screamed "AaaaaaHhhhhhh fuck yes!" I sucked his big dick, swallowing it, sucking it, devouring it. He was arching his back and bucking around. He started to move his hips in rhythm with my sucking him. I stroked and sucked as he fucked my face. 

He was moaning and sucking his breath in deeply. "Oh my God, you suck my cock so good!" he was saying "Swallow it baby, swallow my dick, let me feel it down your throat." With his encouragement I deep throated his big hard cock. I could feel it start to throb as he began to moan. I didn't want him to cum yet so I stopped.

He relaxed into the bed. He was grabbing at the stockings wrapped around his hands. "Whew, ummm you are incredible." He told me "Come here, kiss me now." I crawled up to him and planted one on his mouth. I was squirming around on top if him and could feel his cock between my legs, rubbing against my ass. I began to slide up and down on it. "I want to fuck you." He said, "Fuck me." "Untie me, please." 

I shook my head and grinned as I slid his hard dick into my pussy. He was big and my cunt was tight. I just put the head of it in me. I squeezed it with my pussy and kissed him deeply, he moaned in my mouth. I slid down farther and farther until his entire cock was inside me. "Mmmmmmm" he groaned "Aaggghhhhh" 

I sat up and started fucking him. I was raising myself up and back down on him, slowly and methodically. He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip snickering. I started to fuck him harder, bouncing up and down, I was riding him. I started to moan with him. It was so good. His hard cock inside me. "Um, oh, you need to untie these!" he cried, "I have to touch you, feel you." 

I reached up and did as he said. He grabbed me almost before I could finish untying him. He grabbed me and flipped us over so that he was on top. He began to pound my cunt. He was so strong, so powerful. He grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his waist. He moved to the edge of the bed and sat up, me sitting on his cock in his lap. He started bouncing me up and down, slamming me down onto his dick. "Ohhhhh, damn!" I screamed "It's so big, so hard, AHHHHH" "is it good?" I asked him "you like fucking my pussy?"

"Oh hell yes!" he said "I love fucking that hot pussy." He picked me up, with his dick still buried in my cunt. He laid me back on the bed and lay on top of me. We fucked some more and then he looked into my eyes..."Can I put it in your ass?" he asked "I want to fuck you up the ass." "Please let me feel your tight asshole wrapped around my cock."

"This is your night," I told him "I'm here for you, all for you." And I kissed him again, passionately. He pulled himself out slowly and began to place his dick at the opening to my ass. He pushed it in slowly, a little at a time. "SSSSSSSS, UMMMM, it's SO Big, AAGGGGG, UHHHHH" I moaned. Then it was in and he just lay there, buried deep in my ass. I was tensing and loosening the grip my asshole had around his cock. He seemed to collapse. I felt all the strength in his body seem to drain as he gasped in ecstasy. 

He seemed to stay there for quite sometime, just enjoying how it felt, and then he started to move. He started sliding his huge rod in and out of my tight hole. My eyes rolled back in my head. It was amazing; his cock was so big in my ass. It hurt, a little bit, but felt so good at the same time. "You like that don't you?" I asked "You like having your big dick deep in my ass, don't you?"

"Oh yeah!" he said "I love fucking that tight ass." "You like it?" he questioned me "you like my big dick deep in your ass?" He grabbed my ass by both cheeks and slammed into me. He was fucking me hard and laughing "FUCK YEAH BABY!" "THAT ASS IS SOOOOOO FUCKING GOOD!!!!!" He was slamming me. Then he was studdering..."Ggggaawwddd...yyeeeesss." I I I am going ttttooooo ccccome!" "Oh yeah here it comes, here it COMES!" 

He jumped up, pulled his cock out of my ass with a pop and shot his cum all over me. There was sooooo Much! He was jacking it and moaning and groaning as he sprayed his load all over my tits and belly. "Damn, YES! YES!" He was screaming.

I just lay there, smiling up at him. I was giggling. My heart was pounding just watching him, admiring my "work." I was very pleased. He finished his load off and collapsed on top of me. "MMMMMMMMMM FUCK, FUCK!" "Damn girl that was fucking AWESOME." He laid his head on my tummy, right in his cum. He didn't seem to mind. I stroked his head and ran my fingers through his hair again. 

I heard his breath change and then a snore. I smiled. He was soooo sweet. I thought to myself how gentle yet strong he was. I grinned to myself being pleased at giving him such pleasure. I worked my way slowly out from under him. I started to get off the bed and he grabbed my arm. 

"I'm sorry." He said, "I am just drained." He didn't even open his eyes. I got down on my knees next to the bed. I looked into his face and kissed his mouth, brushing his hair back. 

"You have absolutely nothing to apologize for, lover." I told him "Nothing at all, you were wonderful." I kissed him again. 

I pulled the covers on the bed down from underneath him and covered him up. I started to pick up my clothes. "Stay." He whispered, "Please stay here tonight, with me." "I want to feel you next to me as I sleep." I looked down at him looking so relaxed and thought, why not. 

"Ok" I whispered back at him "Just his once." He reached out to me and I climbed into bed next to him. I snuggled up behind him and spooned in next to him. He rolled over and put his arm around me. I tickled his beard and rubbed his face gently. "You owe me one, ya know?" I said to him playfully.

"Ummmm yeah I know, you definitely have yours coming." He said. Shortly afterwards he drifted off to sleep. I climbed out of bed. I knew he was out of it and I would be able to move without waking him. I had to pee. I went into the bathroom, went pee and then using one of the washcloths, cleaned myself up. I wiped his dried cum off my tits and belly. My ass was burning from his pounding, but it was pleasurable. 

I washed with the hot sudsy water and it felt so good. I sat there on the toilet seat, rubbing my pussy with the washcloth. I remembered how he made me feel, important, desirable, and sexy. I was getting wet all over again. I kept rubbing myself with the hot cloth and soon my clit was very engorged. I stuck a finger in my hot cunt and fingered myself to orgasm, just thinking about my new lover.

I came and came. I was convulsing as I flooded juices from my pussy. There was so much that it was in a puddle on the floor. I almost fell when I tried to stand. I was weak in the knees. I steadied myself and grabbed a towel to throw on the floor; it was all I had the energy to do. 

I wet the cloth again and cleaned myself once again. I walked around and turned off the TV and lights. I slid under the covers again and cuddled up next to him. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead, "I love you." He muttered. 

I was shocked for a moment. I didn't really hear that, right? He must be dreaming, I thought...dreaming about his wife or someone else. How can you love someone you just met? I rested my head on his chest, my arm draped over him. I was dosing off and I could have sworn I heard him mutter under his breath "Oh Kinki, I love you." 

...I fell asleep...



Onenightstand Ch. 03



...I awoke to the scent of something familiar...

Mmmm..bacon! My stomach began to rumble. I opened my eyes to see him, standing in a white, thick terry robe. I could see the steam pouring out of the bathroom and smell the cleanliness of his just showered body. He smiled at me, "Good Morning beautiful." He said and handed me a cup of coffee. "Java?" I sat up and reached for the cup. 

He pushed a small table towards me, room service. There were shiny stainless trays, a bottle of champagne, orange juice, mmmmm I thought, Mimosas. He lifted the various lids and laid them on the dining table in the corner. There was fruit, rolls, eggs, bacon...lots of yummy stuff and I was starving.

He offered me a large strawberry and I gobbled it down. "No fair," I told him "You are all squeaky clean and I am still rode hard and put away wet!" I did feel a bit rough. My hair was a mess, so much for the fancy up do. My face, I'm sure was smeared with the remnants of my make over. 

"Well then, follow me gorgeous." He said and reached out his hand. I took his hand and he led me to the bathroom. I hadn't noticed last night, but there was a fairly large Garden tub in the room. He had filled it with steamy water and bubbles.

There were candles burning and he helped me as I stepped into the tub. "Be right back" he said and exited the bathroom. The water was just perfect; I sank down till only my head was sticking out above the bubbles. 

He returned with two champagne flutes, Mimosas and a large platter of fruit and cheese. I was very relaxed. I sipped the drink and he fed me grapes and berries. It was very romantic. 

He sat the platter down and told me to stand up. I stood, the bubbles gently sliding down my body. He took one of the washcloths in his hand and added a generous amount of sweet smelling bath gel to it. He worked it up to a heavy lather and began to wash me. 

I turned around and sat on the edge of the tub. He lathered up my shoulders, my arms and my back. I turned slightly allowing him access to my breasts. He slowly massaged them, soaping them up. I could feel my nipples become aroused. "Mmmmm," he said "So pretty." I looked down to see my nipple protruding through the soapy bubbles.

I stood up and faced him. He started soaping up my belly and down my legs. He rubbed the cloth between my legs and gently washed there. The warm water and the slick bubbles very invigorating to my sensitive pussy. He continued to wash me and it was very erotic. 

I sipped my Mimosa and reached out to him. I untied his robe and brushed it down over his shoulders allowing it to fall to the floor. His cock was hard and sprang out at me as soon as it was free. I took his hand and pulled him towards me, he stepped into the tub. I grabbed him, wrapping my arms around him and kissing him deeply.

"Good Morning, Mr. Wonderful." I said smiling. He embraced me, kissing me back. We melted into the warm water. I lay on top of him, rubbing my entire body against his. The feeling of warmth consumed me. How could I have such strong feelings for someone I had only just met? A married man? My heart was pounding, I didn't care. I just wanted to be in the moment. 

I reached down and slid his dick into my pussy. We both groaned and relaxed in each other's arms. I rode his cock. I was wrapped around him, my arms entangled in his, our lips locked together as I fucked him. 

I laid my head on his shoulder and whispered into his ear, "You make me feel so good." "Mmmmm I love the feel of your cock inside me...you are wonderful, my lover." I was breathing heavy in his ear and moaning softly. He held me tight and fucked me. We began to fuck faster, splashing the water all over the floor. 

I sat up on him. I was rising and falling on his hard cock as he reached up and grabbed my tits firmly. I knew he needed this. I could feel it last night that he had longed for some attention. I needed it too. I was totally entranced by this stranger and I couldn't get enough of him.

He picked me up, out of the water and I wrapped my legs around him. He laid me on the floor on top of a very fluffy white rug. We were both wet and soapy as we fucked right there on the bathroom floor. He held my legs up and was up on his knees. He rubbed my clit as he watched his cock slide in and out of my pussy. 

"Mmmmm" he said, just grinning down at the sight of it. "I could just eat you up!" he said. I snickered a little and grabbed his cock; I slid my hand along it as he fucked my pussy. I reached down and fondled his balls. 

"Give me that luscious piece of meat," I commanded him. "I need to taste that clean cock."

He pulled it out of my pussy and climbed forward. He rested his balls on my mouth. I sucked them into my mouth. I licked them and sucked them as he stroked his cock. He was staring down at me and I winked up at him as my tongue tickled his asshole. 

"Ooooohhh, I like that." He moaned. I licked his asshole and slid my tongue up and down the length of his balls. He raised himself up a bit and placed his cock at my mouth. 

"Fuck my mouth, however you like it." I said to him. I parted my lips and opened my mouth wide.

"Oh God," he moaned "Mmmmm" He put the head of it just inside as I sucked on it. I licked at it, sliding the tip of my tongue into the hole and sucking it. He started sliding it slowly in and out of my lips only allowing the head to slide into my watering mouth. After a few moments he slid it in farther and farther, until his entire length was in my mouth. 

"Ohhh damn," he said, "You have an amazing mouth." I sucked him down my throat, swallowing it, deep throating it. "Oh YEAH!" He cried out. "You sure know how to suck my cock!" I loved him being so verbal. It excited me to know how much I was pleasing him. He started humping my mouth, slowly. Making love to it. 

He closed his eyes and fucked my face. I could see the big smile on his face. I reached up and caressed his balls lightly. "AHHHHH...hhhmmmmm" "So gooood" he groaned. He fucked my mouth a few minutes longer and suddenly pulled his cock out. He grabbed it and grabbed my face. 

He put a finger in my mouth and held my mouth open as he filled it with his warm cum. I didn't swallow it, just allowed it to fill my mouth and spill over the sides of my lips. I pushed it out with my tongue giving him an awesome cum shot of my face. I reached up with my fingers and smeared it around my face, over my lips and across my tongue.

"MMMMMM!" "DAMN IT!" He was clenching his teeth and muttering between them "YOU ARE SO FUCKING GOOD!" He bent over and kissed me, hard, tasting his cum on my mouth. "I'm not finished with you yet." He told me as he stood up grabbed my hand helping me up. He led me back over to the tub. 

We both sat down and he straddled me, my back to him. I snuggled in, my ass against his still hard cock. He grabbed a glass from the edge of the tub and filled it with water. He poured it slowly over my hair. 

He did this several times making sure all of my hair was wet. He then squirted some shampoo into his hands and began to message my head. He was so gently, running his fingers over my hair. I leaned my head back as he washed my hair. I was relaxed, so turned on.

He finished and once again filled the glass with water and rinsed all the shampoo from my hair. He continued to smooth it as he rinsed. He then turned my face towards him and began washing my face. He dipped his hands into the warm water and washed the make up from my face. 

He grabbed my chin and pulled his face to mine, kissing me. "You taste so sweet." He told me "Every inch of you" I just lowered my eyes and blushed. He raised my head up, "Are you ok?" he questioned me. 

"I guess" I sighed.

He turned me around to face him and held me in his arms. "What is it babe?" He asked. I didn't know where to start, I started to cry. I didn't want him to know but he could tell the way I was trying to hold back the sobs. "Baby, what is it?!" he seemed concerned. 

"I just didn't expect this." I sobbed. "It all started as a joke, as a game to add some excitement to my life." I told him, "I never meant for it to be so intense." 

"I never imagined it to be YOU, a dream guy." "I mean what were the chances." I continued to ramble. " What were the chances that someone would actually walk into my life?" 

I just took a deep breath and let it out in a heavy sigh. "Sorry" I said. 

He chuckled at me and squeezed me against him. "How do you think I feel?" he said. "I just thought I was going to meet some sex starved, middle aged nympho!" He laughed loudly. 

I elbowed him in his side. And he let out a little gasp. 

"I never, in my wildest dreams expected to find this beautiful, intelligent, erotic sex goddess." The woman I have fantasized about and longed for." "It is as if you walked right out of a dream." 

His voice crackled and he wasn't laughing now. "I have to say it, I have to tell you, and no matter how absurd it may sound I love you." He whispered. "I do, I love you." 

I melted into his arms and sobbed.

It's not possible I thought. It can't be that you can fall in love with a complete stranger over night, can it? 

We lay there in the tub, just holding one another. Finally I sat up, "You owe me one" I said to him "As I recall, you owe me at least one orgasm!" 

I stood up and climbed out of the tub. "I suggest you hold up your end of this little arrangement mister, and service me!" 

I giggled and ran into the bedroom, jumping on the bed. I was still jumping up and down on the bed when he entered the room. He joined me on the bed and wrapped me in his arms. We fell to the bed. 

I slid out from under him and climbed to the head of the bed. "I think I have been a baaaad girl." I grabbed the headboard and stuck my ass up in his face. 

"I think I need a spanking!" He grinned and "Whack!" He spanked my ass hard. "Whack!, Whack!" a few more times. It was a pretty hard spanking! "Ow baby, I'm sorry!" I cried "Make it better please." 

He crawled closer and rubbed my red bottom. He bent down and licked it. He was rubbing it and licking it. I lowered my upper body, laying my face down on the pillow. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks apart, wide. "Kiss it baby" "Kiss my sore ass please." I begged him. 

He shoved his face into my crack. His nose poking my asshole as he licked at my swollen clit. He worked his way up and down from my ass to my cunt. He sucked my clit in between his teeth and bit at it. He nibbled at my pussy and licked my asshole until I was ready to drench his face.

"I'm ready now baby." I whispered, "Want to taste me?" "Want to taste my sweet juices?" "AAAAAHHHHHH...I am cumming baby, here it cums...OOOHHHHH YESSSSSSS...cccccuunnnnning." 

I was panting as I squirted my honey into his awaiting mouth. I jumped and jerked as he sucked my clit hard into his mouth. He was moaning and making sucking sounds. I came a lot! I drowned him with all the liquid seeping from my twat. 

He lapped it up, not seeming to mind that I was drenching his face. He licked my pussy clean with his soft tongue.

I lay back down, face down on the bed totally relaxed. I took in a deep breath and sighed as I let it out. "Mmmmmmmm, you have no idea what you are doing to me," I told him. 

"I think I may have some clue." He laughed. He lay down next to me, grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock, it was semi hard. "See what you do TO me?" he said quietly. "I can't remember the last time I walked around with a stiff cock, ALL day long!" 

He continued talking to me, "I can't believe it, I can't remember ever feeling this way and I have been married a long time." "I don't even remember feeling this way with my wife, ever." He seemed bothered by that. "I love her," he said "But now...well I just don't think I am in love with her, don't know that I ever was."

He needed to get some things off his chest and I just let him vent. After awhile he stopped. He got up and walked to the bathroom. He came back carrying our Mimosas. He dumped them into the champagne ice bucket and prepared two more. 

We sipped our drinks and caressed and touched one another. "You know I am leaving this afternoon?" he said. "I have to get home and back to work."

"I know." I said, "I know you have your life, I have mine," "This was a business date, right?" I smiled up at him. 

"Yeah right!" he said. "By the way, speaking of that, I guess I owe you huh?"

"Well that was the deal, I guess." I said. "As much as I regret that now!" "I need to go too, I have a room downstairs." I got up and started gathering my things. I wasn't going to dress; I was going to get my stuff and just slip into one of the robes to go to my room. All of my stuff was there. I had to comb my hair and brush my teeth, get some more clothes. I had nothing up here in his room. 

He approached me and handed me an envelope. "Don't open it until we have parted, ok?" "I don't want you to feel obligated or anything, just take your time and let me know." He said and slapped me on the ass, as I got my things together. He too was picking up his clothes and getting other clothes out of his luggage. 

I watched him for a few minutes and felt a little sad. I didn't want to leave, didn't want him to leave. He looked over his shoulder at me as I stood staring at him. He stood up and walked towards me with his arms open. I rushed into them and he hugged me tight. 

He kissed my forehead and rubbed my back comforting me. "Ok," I said, "Gotta go." I pushed away from him and he pulled me back and kissed me passionately. He didn't say a thing. I slipped on the robe and headed for the door. 

As I opened it he said, "Just think about it, ok?" I just nodded; I didn't want to turn around so he could see me crying again. I stepped out into the hallway and leaned against the door for a minute sobbing into my clothing. I sniffed loudly and headed for the elevators. 

I was just one floor down and there was no one else in the elevator or the hallways. Not that I would have noticed or care. I was so emotional. I didn't know what to think. I hadn't had a lover who was so attentive and so loving. 

I had planned on meeting some guy who was looking to get his rocks off and get his money's worth. What I found was a tender, passionate lover. 

I found my keycard in the jacket pocket and let myself into the room. I stepped inside and couldn't believe my eyes! There were flowers everywhere. Roses, daisies, lilies...every type and scent you could imagine! I found a card sitting in up like a tent on the bed. "I didn't know what your favorite flower was...I guess there are more mysteries to be discovered, all my love, honey...Elliot." 

I just sat down on the bed shocked. I have no idea how he managed to get all of this done before I woke up...but my heart was overwhelmed. I sat there in the same position it seemed like forever. I just looked around and sniffed the air.

I finally got up and grabbed my backpack. I got my things out and started getting dressed. I slipped into an old tattered pair of jeans, my favorites. I had a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of black Harley boots. So much for Ms. professional, back to tomboy kinki! I combed my hair and dried it, brushed my teeth and started packing my things up.

I looked around to make sure I didn't forget anything. I noticed the envelope sitting on the bed just under the towel I had thrown there. I picked it up and opened it. There was a note.

"My dearest lover, I have never felt this way before and hope to be able to show you again in the future, just what you mean to me. Please take this with my blessing and think of me as you indulge yourself. As far as the other goes, well I will be waiting patiently to see you. My heart will beat a little faster as I anticipate the day that you walk back into my life. Let me be the only one. Let me be your secret client, I hope you will. Yours forever, Elliot." I reached inside and pulled out the contents. 

I couldn't believe it! There was a ticket, a ticket for a flight and a cruise! HAWAII!!!! Oh my God! I was in shock! As I ruffled through all the papers I noticed some bills. There were 20 of them 20 $100 dollar bills! OH DEAR!!! No way!!! That is not what we discussed. That was way more than I expected. 

I ran out of the room and into the elevator. I was pressing the button and trying to make it speed up! As soon as the doors opened I ran down the hallway to his room! The maid was in there, cleaning it. Oh no! I thought. I stepped inside and looked around, "Can I help you?" the maid asked. 

"Is he gone!?" I asked, "Is he really gone already?" She told me that there was no one here and I walked out. I couldn't accept his generosity, could I? 

I walked slowly to the elevator and stepped inside again. I went back upstairs to my own room and went inside. I waited for him to come back and knock on my door, he never did. 

I got my stuff together, pulled a few of the flowers from their vases and left the room. I walked down to the front desk. The guy at the desk had a big grin on his face, I was sure he was in on the whole flower thing.

I walk over to him and told him to make sure the flowers were enjoyed, place them around the lobby or something I told him. He grinned and said he would, "It was a pleasure." He said. 

I walked out into the sunlight. I felt a little weak, a little lonely. I thought that this would make me feel less lonely, but it had not. I thought about Elliot and our time together and I did manage to smile. Sure I missed him already but the time we spent was spectacular! I would never forget it.

I looked at the tickets again, June 2nd. That was the flight date. He asked me to think about it. Who was he kidding!? I didn't have to give it a second thought, OF COURSE I WOULD BE THERE! I couldn't wait. I began counting the days right then. Just a few months...how could I stand it!? 

I drove off and decided to shop! Why not? He told me to indulge, that's exactly what I planned to do!