0 comments/ 4709 views/ 0 favorites Fantasy Meeting By: angelsworn You stand in the room nervously. It's our first meeting - and we've managed to get an evening alone in a nice hotel. A thought had crossed your mind when dressing; a fantasy half-remembered from however long ago. You had bathed in vanilla-scented water, letting your skin relax, then gently rubbed a delicately scented lotion into your skin, everywhere, until you could practically feel yourself glowing with relaxed pleasure. Then you had let your inner grin come out, and dressed very carefully. A tiny dark red thong, with tie-sides that rested right on top of your hip bones. Since it was tie-sided, you wrapped a matching dusky red garter belt around your hips and carefully clasped it, moving with slow, deliberate motions, smoothing the lace and satin over your skin. Then sitting down, you carefully rolled your stockings up your legs, smoothing and gently adjusting the fabric. A point you had been very clear about when you purchased them - they had a very bold, dark back-seam that you were careful to arrange on the very center of the back of your legs. Carefully affixing them to your garter belt, you gave everything it's final adjustment before reaching for your clothes. Over this you had added a skirt that you were very proud of owning - dark forest green, with long, artfully arranged slit up one side, your left leg open from just below your mid-thigh to your feet. The skirt had lots of fabric, which meant that you could choose to let the slit fall open or not. A quick flip of the fabric had the slit closed, until you got to the hotel room. And on top, ahh - this was the pride and joy. A corset, boned in heavy braided steel, of green brocade matching your skirt, with garnet red and gold highlights woven through it's front panel. It was a flat-topped style, pushing your pale, smooth breasts together and lifting them. You'd had Tim's help fitting you for this a week ago, getting the laces just right - now it was only a matter of getting it hooked! When you finally got the corset hooked properly, you turned and examined yourself in the mirror, made a few adjustements to your clothes. A few minutes with your paints and powders and you grabbed a midweight chocolate-brown celtic wrap to go around your shoulders and hide your figure. Now you stood in the hotel living room, your exquisitely painted nails clicking on the little kitchen; your skirt had been adjusted to reveal the long, pale line of your left leg. Your makeup was flawless, lightly applied everywhere except your lips - there, a thick coat of dark red lipstick, highlighted over with a very slick, wet-looking shiny gloss, spread over both lips. The effect was dazzling as I stepped through the door and took you in for the first time. I could barely think. I just watched your nails move, watched your lips - oh, those delectable lips! - parting softly as if you were going to speak. I drank in the sight of you, from your hair to your tall black heels. I open my mouth to speak, then think better of it and walk over to you. I'm dressed in a black suit, with a dark gray dress shirt, and of course, my hat. My polished dress shoes click on the wood floor of the entryway as I walk over to you, slowly reaching my hands out. I can't believe it - you're actually here! We're actually doing this! Barely thinking, I move toward you, but stop, an inch away from touching you, still shocked by the physical presence of you. And you're wearing the outfit, exactly as I described it all that time ago. I move forward again and let my fingertips slide over your waist, feeling you shiver at my first touch. I lean in to press my lips to yours, a slow, ever-changing kiss. My lips lighten, barely brushing yours, my tongue tip teasing the underside of your lip. We kiss, again and again, letting lips and tongues explore and tease constantly. I can feel my body aching for yours, feel your delicate soft lips smearing their lipstick over mine. I kiss you anyway, delighting in the satiny, slick feel of gliding across your lips in their protective gloss, kissing it off of you happily. I can hear your soft groan as you feel your lipstick being kissed away - how long have we fantasized about this? Given each other the visual? - knowing that it turns you on to feel your lips moving on mine. At last, I cannot wait any longer - I have denied my body too long just by kissing you. I step in again, pressing my entire body to yours, feeling you shiver, hearing the soft sound of pleasure that escapes you. I kiss you harder, then slowly pull back, turning you around. I step up behind you again, letting my hand wrap around your waist as I gently bend you over the table, watching your arms stretch out languidly above your head, see your face begin to curve into a smile. Without waiting, I kneel down behind you and flip your skirt up over your waist, rolling and pulling at it until your beautiful ass is exposed to me, with that deliciously sexy lingerie you're wearing. I can hardly resist it - I lean in and place a slow, wet kiss right on the curve of your ass. I can feel you jump, but you groan happily and I know you're anticipating, as I am. I fold my tall frame down until I am at eye level with your heels, and reach out to gently kiss your ankle, right above the heel of your shoe. I kiss there, and lick the skin through your stockings, slowly working my way up, licking and kissing, sucking at your skin through the open material, leaving a hot, wet trail up your leg. I unfold slowly, taking my time as I explore your legs - how long I have wanted to caress them! How often they have filled my fantasies! - licking and kissing my way up, until my lips are brushing the lace top of your stockings. I move, side to side, licking and sucking, kissing and gently worshiping the line where skin meets lace, working around from the outer edge to the innermost I can reach. This close to you, I can smell your arousal, feel your legs trembling, but it's not nearly time yet. I slowly caress my way slightly higher, lips brushing your skin entirely, then drop down suddenly to start over at the other foot. Again, with almost agonizing slowness, I let my lips and tongue move over your backseam, creeping higher and higher, laving your skin and your stocking, again reaching that delicious dividing line between flesh and lace. This time, I let my lips creep higher, washing your skin with my tongue and lips, moving slowly higher, alternating on either side of your garter strap, climbing higher and higher, feeling you tremble more and more as I go. I can hear your breathing speeding up, getting softer and breathier, as I climb. Finally, I can place a kiss directly on the curve of your ass, sucking your skin into his mouth and letting his teeth slide just over your captive flesh. I hear you moan, a soft, breathy sound, and I release you, moving to the other side. Again I bite your ass, sucking your skin into my mouth and sliding my hands over your thighs and legs, stroking you with fingertips and wide, heavy palm-strokes. I move my hands to the insides of your legs, gently spreading them. You adjust happily, your breathing hitching again as your thong tightens against your hypersensitive sex. I bring my hands up at the same time I bring my lips down, sliding my tongue under the backstrap of your thong, my hands climbing up to the tie-sides that I'd noticed. I make appreciative noises against your flesh, making you groan again, as my fingers untie your thong and gently pull it out from under your garter belt. Slowly, I let your sex bare to the air of the hotel room, watching your leg muscles tremble. When I can reach my tongue to your flesh, I lean in and press my lips to that sensitive skin between your ass and sex, licking softly and turning down, letting the tip of his tongue reach out to explore the very bottom of your nether lips. With a slow, deliberate motion, I slide my tongue through your wet, very wet nectar and into your entrance, hearing your breathy groan turn to a long, throaty moan, your head hanging down as I plunge my tongue deep inside you, swirling around against your walls. I let my fingers climb up, gently brushing over the curve of your ass, my destination obvious. As I work my mouth over you, carefully plunging in and out, I let my fingers move in, sliding along my jawline until the index and middle fingers of my left hand are holding you open, your sex now fully exposed to me as I begin to slide my tongue up and down, over all of your exposed flesh, plunging into your canal and fucking you with my tongue, then sliding my tongue down to your clit, licking and kissing it, sucking it softly into my mouth. I move back, locking my lips over your entrance and fucking your canal with my tongue, curled in on itself and hard. I stroke over all of your inner walls, swirling around and feeling the tremors of your walls. You're just as hyped as I am - just as much longing - and it's taking its toll on your body. I can feel you shivering, your inner muscles clenching down on my tongue. I add the final ingredient - my fingertip brushing over your hard, needy clit. Again, the shock of it goes through your system and I can feel your body reacting - feel your canal flood with nectar, feel your trembling getting worse and worse. I keep stroking - a fast, light, circular motion directly above your clit, my tongue working in and out and all around your canal. I am lost in the sensation of finally feeling you, of tasting you. My lips are moving automatically, sliding through your wetness and stimulating all of your nerves. With a sudden shock, your orgasm hits you. You pinch your eyes shut and whimper as your body is wracked by shakes, almost dislodging my tongue and finger - but not. As you come, I keep sliding my tongue through you, keep fingering your clit, and it seems to just prolong your orgasm, making you shake longer and harder. At last, you begin to relax and I stop, standing slowly, pressing my lips to your ass before standing upright. I lean you back, catching you in my arms and lifting you, carrying you to the bedroom. I lay you down on the bed fully clothed and carefully take off your heels before shedding my jacket and climbing in next to you. With instinct born of close and intimate familiarity, you roll over toward me, resting your head on my shoulder and draping an arm around my waist. I press a kiss into your hair and we stay like this, for a time. Fantasy Meeting When I dressed that morning, I thought carefully about what I would wear; I wanted to be prepared for whatever may lay ahead. I slipped on the silky black thong and bra I had bought especially. As soon as I pulled the stockings up I felt the wetness between my legs. There is something about dressing for a man that turns me on and I knew this would be a treat for him. I put my tightest skirt on that I knew showed off my arse but was still respectable office wear. A blouse and heels completed the outfit so I headed for work. Even though I was busy, the morning dragged a little. I was on edge, filled with anticipation and the inane chatter in the office was starting to grate. When the email I had been waiting for finally arrived, I couldn't help but smile. Subject: 'Meeting'. We always tried to remain professional so that anyone who happened to read our emails would assume we were nothing more than associates. After all, there was always a possibility that any one of my colleagues may need to contact him at any time and I didn't feel they needed to know we had a more intimate relationship. He had caught me out once or twice by interrupting our flow of emails and calling the office. He knew I couldn't handle it and loved that he made me blush so much, even though he couldn't actually see me. 'Are you still available this afternoon? I have something I need to brief you on.' I hit reply instantly. 'Yes, looking forward to being briefed. See you at 2pm.' I enjoyed preparing for our meetings; it was part of the fun. Until now, we had always met in a coffee shop near to his office but today we wanted somewhere a little more private. Finally the time came to leave. As I walked down the hill towards the hotel, I could feel the excitement building. I wasn't quite sure what to expect; we hadn't made any definite plans about what would happen today -- we just knew we wanted to go somewhere quiet. He was waiting when I walked into the bar but stood up to greet me. Reaching out to place a hand softly on my waist and a lingering kiss on my cheek, he smiled. Anyone watching us would know we weren't there strictly for business, despite the smart suit he had donned for the occasion. We didn't spend long talking about work, we were too distracted. But I know I have to report back to my boss so make an effort to draft a few notes on the latest developments. He moved to sit next to me, claiming he wanted to show me some paperwork. Naively, I believed him until I felt his hand rest on my knee. There were a few other people around and I was fearful of being recognised; we both had a reputation to maintain. It was important to give the impression that this was a professional meeting so despite the urge to close my eyes, lean back and enjoy the sensation of his fingers creeping up my thigh, I somehow managed to keep the conversation going. After a couple of glasses of wine I was feeling more relaxed so when he slid a room key towards me and headed towards the stairs, it wasn't long before I followed. I hadn't known this was exactly what he had in mind but I was very glad he had made the arrangements. Breathing heavily, I opened the door and headed into the darkened room. He appeared with a glass of champagne but it wasn't that I was interested in. I felt I'd waited long enough and the ache between my legs was becoming almost unbearable. He took a couple of steps towards me and we kissed for the first time - better than I'd imagined. He pushed me against the door and slid his smooth hands up my skirt, stroking my inner thigh, feeling the bare skin just above the lace of my stockings. My knickers were soaking wet, desperate for more. As I'd barely got in the room I hadn't had a chance to put my bag down. I pulled out my phone. Thank god the office was on speed dial as I certainly wasn't able to think straight at that point. I could feel the bulge in his trousers pressed against me growing by the second. "Something's come up," I just about managed to say when I got through. I dropped the mobile and my bag fell to the floor; I wanted to enjoy every second of this. He smiled when he saw the effort I had made with my underwear and knowing that I had pleased him gave me a huge sense of satisfaction. His fingers tickled my inner thighs, his nails gently scratching my skin and occasionally brushing over my clit. Finally, he slid a finger inside me, expertly stroking. I struggled to move as my legs gave way but the weight of his body kept me pinned against the door. I was hugely impressed at how wet he was making me but when he slid a second finger inside me, it was almost more than I could take. He grabbed my hand and led me to the bed, my skirt around my waist. Standing before him but thankfully leaning against the bed frame, I took a deep breath, taking in the situation. He slowly undid the buttons of my blouse, very gently stroking my breasts, making me gasp with surprise at the effect it was having on me. With one hand firmly round my waist, he used the other to remove my bra, freeing my breasts and allowing his tongue to flick across my erect nipples, biting and sucking. I reached down and undid his flies, finally releasing the rock hard cock I'd been longing for all these weeks. We'd talked about all the things we wanted to do to each other so many times and now it was finally happening. He slid both hands around my waist, letting his cock brush between my thighs. Several weeks ago I had told him how sensitive my waist was and he has never wasted an opportunity to exploit that fact. Before I realised what was happening, he pushed me backwards so I fell on to the huge bed. He quickly removed my blouse and skirt, leaving me feeling slightly vulnerable in just a thong, suspender belt and stockings. He undressed in front of me, removing his tie and the blue shirt he knew I liked so much. I was trembling with excitement and anticipation, aching to be filled but not wanting to rush. I soon remembered it didn't matter what I wanted, he was in charge. He climbed on top of me, the heat between us increasing by the second. I couldn't wait any longer and begged him to fuck me. Taking my wrists and holding them tightly above my head with just one hand, he used the other to slide my thong to one side and guide his cock into my now soaking wet pussy. The sense of relief I felt was almost immediate and overwhelming. As he slid in and out of me I watched, the sight of his glistening cock turning me on more than anything else. I leant back and let the feeling wash over me -- fuck, he was good. My body began to shake and his breathing became shallower. When I felt him let go and fill me with cum I was finally satisfied; it was something I had been longing for ever since we'd first met. There was so much more I wanted to do but it would have to wait until next time. I knew we both had to get back to work so as not to arouse too much suspicion. I got up from the bed, shaking but feeling truly sated. He smiled at me, pleased with the result of his afternoon's work. I got dressed quickly but it was too uncomfortable to keep my wet knickers on, nobody would know so I let them fall to the ground. He could keep them as a souvenir of our fantasy that we had finally got to act out. As I blew him a kiss and headed downstairs, I felt his warm cum drip down my thighs. I couldn't help but smile and blush a little at the thought. Ten minutes later I was back at my desk, being quizzed about my meeting. Little did they know just how successful it had been. In fact, I must schedule another one soon. Fantasy Meeting with Marc It was a dark autumnal night as I pulled into his road the biblical rain briefly subsided for long enough to me find his house. I paused momentarily outside the door before ringing the bell, my heart was in my mouth as I saw some movement in the house, this was it the moment I got to meet the man I had been sharing fantasies with for so long. I had met him on line months before and we had chatted but never met, the door opened and there he was a look of slight bewilderment on his face, "Marc?" I asked inquisitively. "Yes?" "I am Ste..." please, please, please know who I am in, his face broke into a smile. "Come in," he said, and offered me a drink but sadly I knew I had to drive later and the butterflies in my stomach were so bad I am not sure I could stomach anything right now but I was busting for a wee. I excused myself and slipped upstairs, there I wondered whether to just strip and appear back downstairs completely naked to see how things would go from there; deciding that maybe that would be a bit weird and presumptuous and potentially do me out a whole load of fun I decided against it and put my shirt back on. We chatted for a time about work and other things while he smoked and enjoyed a glass of wine. Glancing at my watch I noticed that time was progressing and figured what the hell. I stood up and invited him into my arms, I was shaking as I kissed his shoulder and neck and was pleased that I could feel him shaking too. We kissed gently on the lips as our hand explored each other. I pulled his shirt over his head to reveal his shaved smooth chest. I kissed down his neck and paused briefly on his left nipple before returning to his mouth. Our hands explored each other's bodies as we kissed and he pulled my shirt over my head, as we kissed my hand slipped down his side and gently slipped into the waistband of his trousers to be met by his semi coming rapidly up the other way, I let out a little gasp as I briefly stroked his warm thick manhood rapidly growing in his pants before returning to kissing him. He turned me around and standing behind me caressed my body caressing my nipples and slipping his hand into my waistband to feel my growing cock. I was shaking with nervous anticipation as he did to it felt so good as he kissed my neck and caressed my body but I needed more. I turned around and we continued to kiss as my hands clumsily tried to unhitch his belt. Embarrassed I gave up and got him to undo it. I slowly pulled his trousers and pants down as the elastic of his waistband past his cock it briefly held then lightly his cock bobbed back up against his stomach. His cock was uncut but he was so hard and his foreskin pulled back so tight he could have been cut. He was slightly bigger than me and his swollen glans gleamed in the dim light as I stared at it. My god it looked good, I had seen pictures of it online but close up it looked even bigger and beautifully thick. I so wanted to suck it, but first things first as I knelt in front of him staring at his massively erect and perfectly shaved cock, I slowly slid his shoes and socks off and slipped his trousers and pants off. I stared at his cock momentarily before leaning forwards and slowly starting to lick his shaft and slowly around the head, before taking it into my mouth. It was ages since I had tasted cock and boy it tasted good. I could hear from his breathing as I sucked his cock that he was enjoying himself letting out little stifled groans as I gradually sucked the tip of his cock slowly taking more of it into my mouth, before releasing it and letting my tongue drift down his length to his balls. I kissed and licked his lightly stubbly balls before working my tongue back up his length to suck again at his cock. I sucked him for what seemed an age loosing myself in the sensation of the smooth head in my mouth and his stifled groans. Wanting him to be more comfortable I stood up kissing his mouth letting him taste his cock on my lips and tongue. His rock hard cock felt warm against me as we kissed, then I pushed him back so that his knees buckled against the sofa behind him. He sat and opened his legs, I could believe how hard he was as he sat there cock curving up skywards glistening with my saliva and a bead of precum. I knelt back between his legs staring at is straining cock, kissed his shaved tummy all around that lovely cock before slowly running my tongue from his balls up to the tip around the tip and then taking just the head in my mouth as my tongue continued to work the head. I slowly sucked gradually taking more of him in my mouth listening to his little gasps and groans, I could hear from his groans that he was both nervous and enjoying himself. I caressed the smooth skin where his pubes once were as I sucked him and he watched me with eager eyes as I worked. After a time I started to notice that my knees were killing me from kneeling on his hard floor as I sucked him. It became too much I had to stand. As I did so he slipped his hands into my waistband and slipped down my pants. I couldn't believe it I wasn't hard yet, I was so nervous and was so transfixed on sucking his cock and fondling his body I hadn't touched myself at all. "Err... sorry," I said embarrassed, " I am so Nervous..." and I held out a shaking hand which trembled with excitement. "Not to worry," he smiled and gently took the head of my cock in his mouth, he expertly sucked it slowly working back the foreskin and sucking the tip. I slowly ran my fingers through his hair an watched as he sucked me it felt so good and yet still only a semi .I pulled him off my cock and he stood, " we might be more comfortable upstairs if you like?" I smiled and followed him as he led the way upstairs, having cleared the cat of the bed we were ready to go. Clambering onto the bed it quickly became apparent we both wanted to suck eachother off so manoeuvring ourselves so that we were lying diagonally across the bed we slowly started working eachothers cocks. It felt so good sucking and being sucked and yet I still wasn't fully hard yet. Releasing his cock I looked down to watch him as he sucked me hmm he was good. I turned back to his cock licking the tip slowly at first and then faster and faster licking then alternating between licking and taking him deep into my mouth. I spread my legs slightly and he slipped my cock out of his mouth licking around my balls, I spread my legs a little wider and quite suddenly his tongue was hard against my bum probing my tight puckered little ass. My god it felt good, it was the first tongue that had ever been there and my I loved it! I laid back for a moment lost loving it, then went to work on sucking his balls, before returning my tongue to the tip of his cock working it like I would a clit on the verge. Only this time as I returned to taking as much of that lovely cock in as I could I was rewarded with the glorious taste of precum hmm that tasted good. But I didn't want him cumming just yet there was so much more I wanted to do in this steamy session so I released his cock and enjoyed him sucking me again, I rolled on top of him still 69ing and started sucking him deep, surprising even myself as to how much of that lovely curved cock fitted in my mouth. After a little time of him switching between my cock my balls and my bum, I was getting incredibly horny and needed a change of position. So turning around I kissed him and started to rub my now hard cock against his. I sat up and taking both our cocks together in my hand gently wanked them. Our two cocks together made such a handful and wow they looked good together, this turned me on and I needed to feel his lips around it again so I straddled his chest and fed him my cock. I slowly tipped my hips forward slowly pushing more of my cock into his waiting mouth. Hmm wow this felt good, then I pushed a little too hard he gasped momentarily before I could continue, I mouthed the word, "sorry" and reaching behind me started caress his cock as he sucked me. Rocking back slightly I let the tip of his cock rub against my bum cheeks as he sucked. Then letting my cock fall from his mouth I slipped back a bit further as I kissed him to let his hard cock rub against my tight puckered hole. I let his cock spread my bum very slightly as we kissed. Feeling him there made me want him in me properly. I never thought I would feel this stronger urge to have a cock in me but this night I certainly did. I had to resist the urge to sit down hard on that lovely cock, instead I whispered, "have you got a condom?" "Er... yes, just a mo..." Marc disappeared into the next room returning with a little black sachet, "Last one..." he said coyly lying back on the bed next to me. Looking his cock was still hard but not standing as proud as it had been just moments ago, so I slipped back down taking the condom with me to suck that beautiful cock once more. Within seconds it was straining hard again and looking magnificent gleaming with my saliva, "Do you have any lube?" I asked, releasing his cock momentarily. "Pardon?" "Lube" "Sorry?" Taking his cock fully out of my mouth, "LUBE?" "Ohh... err not that will go with that..." he replied... "Ahh, well just as well I brought some with me then..." I chuckled as I climbed off the bed and nipped downstairs to grab the lube out of my jacket pocket and raced back upstairs my cock bobbing all the way. On returning to the bed Marc was lying out cock resting against his tummy again, "can't have that I thought!" and slipped back down between his legs taking the lube and condom with me I sucked him again till his cock stood proud by itself again and took the condom from the wrapper as I sucked him, releasing him briefly I rolled the condom down his cock and paused to admire my handy work, dam that was one fine cock all dressed up and ready. Marc started to move as if to manoeuvre behind me, " ahh, ahh, " I muttered as I fixed his legs in place grabbing the lube I straddled him and generously lubed his cock and my tight little hole. Holding his cock firmly I guided it to my waiting bum. I paused momentarily before slipping it inside me slowly sitting down, I let just the head slip in, I gasped as that magnificent head slipped into my arse with almost a little pop. "Man that is big!" I thought as I held it momentarily before lifting off, I waited a second and repeated, it was easier this time and I was able to sink onto it a little more. As I went to lift off Marc held my hips and thrust upwards, I let out a little moan as his cock sank deep into me . The initial pain had subsided and now his cock was starting to feel great in side me. His hand had moved onto my cock and was now jerking away. I realised for the first time in the night I was properly hard and straining. Looking over my shoulder I could just see myself riding him in his mirror. I reached behind me and caressed his balls as I rode him, man this felt so good! After riding him for a little while Marc wanted to change position so I got on all fours and let him slip in behind me, spread my cheeks rubbed himself against me then slipped into my arse again holding my cheeks apart as he did so. Somehow he felt even bigger like this, I couldn't seem to get comfortable like this so I slipped my knees down so I was lying prone. Marc continued to fuck me but somehow this position wasn't doing it for me either, so signalled him off and rolled onto my back pulling my knees up as I did so. Marc manoeuvred himself into position and slipped himself into my arse, it seemed to go in much easier again in this position and was much more comfortable. I let my legs flop open as he fucked me, his hands were all over me exploring my body playing with my nipples as he did. I slipped my feet up onto his shoulders so he could fuck deep. Man it felt good, moving my feet back down Marc started stroking my cock again, only now my foreskin was so tight that was also a bit uncomfortable, so I took over wanking myself. Quite quickly I was on the verge of cumming, "OMG no not yet!" I thought releasing my cock. I was on the verge but Marc wasn't quite there yet, my arse was tensing around Marc cock as it pumped into me. I reached down and felt Marcs huge slippery cock pumping into me between my fingers, then I caressed his balls letting my fingers get ever closer to his tight little hole. Eventually my lubed finger slipped into him as he fucked me. Suddenly Marcs breathing quickened as did his stroke and he came hard in my arse pushing his cock deep inside me. I kept him in me as long as I could but his semi hard cock quickly got pushed out of my bum. He managed to get it back in again briefly but by now his cock was wilting fast. Mark lay next to me his spent cock resting on my thigh as I continued to wank my cock, his hand gently caressed my balls before I guided him down to finger my freshly fucked arse. Quite quickly as wanked my cock feeling his fingers inside me I came a huge load all over my chest.