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Chapter 2:
Into her world
You arrive at her place, having made minimal talking while walking. It wasnβt an awkward silence. More of a palpable sexual one. You didnβt know what was coming. Obviously you could fantasise and within the short span of getting to her place you had already imagined several rather cock hardening scenarios. Whether any of those actually transpired into anything more than your imagination was highly improbable. But you would be replaying a couple of those scenarios the next time you needed to jerk yourself off.
She welcomed you into her room. It was cosy, warm colours adorned most of the furniture. It wasnβt cold, inhospitable or dungeon like, which was a pity because several of your fantasies involved a cold dungeon and a strap on dildo. You found yourself gagging on air as your thought that scenario through and you vaguely heard her saying βSo, do I make your cock hard?β. You focus on her, pretty sure you had heard her wrong. βIβm sorry, could, could, could you repeat that?β You stammer out the words, slightly taken aback and pretty sure you had dreamt the words. She walks closer to you and firstly fixes your collar while looking straight into your eyes, then takes one had and grabs hold of your cock as she repeats the words βDo I make your cock hard?β. Your cock might not have been hard but as she squeezes on it you feel your heart begin to pound as you find yourself getting harder by the second. Her other hands start to unbutton your shirt as you reply βyes, yes, yes you doβ.
Her hand squeezes your cock a little harder before releasing it and then she takes it and you feel as her warm hands slide under your pants and now sheβs fondling your actual cock, skin on skin. She moves closer gently stroking the shaft of your cock up and down. You feel pre cum juices starting to drip from the tip of your cock and your cock bounces slightly as she continues delicately fondly your cock. Your cock is rock hard now, heart racing and breath almost a panter as she touches you. Her eyes staring straight at you, looking at you as if reading your mind. βNow that I have your attention, take off all your clothes.β And with that order she now squeezes on your cock. Hard enough to have the air rushing out of your lunges and leaving you breathless and almost doubled over if it werenβt for the fact that she was keeping you upright. She removes her hand from your cock and turns around. She doesnβt look back as she warns out to you βIβm just going to make myself a little bit more comfortable. By the time I come back I expect you naked and on your hands and knees, ready to beg for my attention.
You hesitate, but only for a second. Was this real? Was this really happening? This wasnβt some prank your friends had put you up to? Who were you kidding, you didnβt have friends who would care enough to put you up to this? Whatever was going on, you didnβt want to question it. You quickly rip off your clothes, loosing two shirt buttons in your haste to get your shirt off as quickly as possible. You would put it up to a worthy cause, lost in the battle of sexual desire. Just as you finish taking of your socks and tossing everything to the one side you hear you making her way back to you and you scurry onto your hands and knees. You look up to see her coming back in. She is wearing high stiletto books that end above her knees and a latex dress which doesnβt actually cover her cunt much. It hugs her body and goes underneath her breast, leaving them voluptuously exposed for you to salivate over. She was 100% pleasure to look at. Without a doubt you know what whats going on here is real and you wouldnβt change a thing. She walks over to you with a rod in one hand and without stopping she puts the road to your side and sends a sharp shock of pain through you as electricity shoots out from the tip of the rod. Her saying βLick my bootβ
To be continued.
You're sitting at the bar, a glass of wine barely touched in front of you. YouΒ really want to down it, you're so nervous. But at the same time you also don't want to make a complete fool of yourself. That was, if she did turn up. You had been on a few tinder dates but none that excited you quite this much. In fact most had been rather bland and miserable. However, this has been the first date you had been on where you were actually attracted to the person coming. You take a sip of your wine and almost spit it out as you look up to see her silhouette in the entrance. She was far more majestic than you ever could have anticipated. She wore tight jeans which hugged her frame and a corsetted top that made her waist appear tiny and her breasts ripe and full over the top of the corset. She was fully clothed yet oozed sex appeal in all the right ways. Just looking at her made you aroused.
You try to signal her from your chair, almost spilling your wine in the process, as you watch her scanning the room for you. You put down your glass leaving it sloshing all over the counter as you quickly climb off the bar stool trying to get to her before she perhaps left or found someone else. You find yourself half stumbling as you get off and try your best to stand up and correct yourself as you move forward through the crowed. People shove against you as you make your way through the mass of people, all the while arm in the air trying to draw her attention. It didn't help that you were quite remarkable looking and of average height in a swarm of people. She drew attention easily with her perfect muscular frame. You did not.
Finally you break free of the crowd and half stagger, breathlessly talking as you make your way to her 'hey, hi, hi, it's me, you're looking for me, hey, I'm your date'. She focuses on you as you stumble up to her. In your excitement to get to her you hadn't realised quite how foolish you appeared and your first impression was one of dorky over eagerness. There was nothing sophisticated about your approach.
She looks at you, expression unreadable as she says.
'I gathered as much when you jumped into the sea of people to get to me. You're rather eager aren't you.' you smile in response. You couldn't help it. She didn't pretend to not now you or say she was waiting for someone else. She was looking directly at you. It gave you goosebumps how she looked at you. There was something deeper than just a brief glance in her mannerism. You turn to the crowd and say 'would you like a drink, I had a spot over there' you look back to where yor spot had been, now filled with complete strangers, 'um, we can find another spot I'm sure'.
She looks around the room and then back at you. I'm not a huge fan of crowds. How about we head back to my place and get to know each other a bit better there? '.
You were slightly taken aback by her question, but your excitement to go back to her place was pulpable and blew across your face before you could utter anything.
She grabs you by the arms and pulls you out the bar.' It's settled then. Let's go have a little piece and quiet and get to know each other a bit better at my place'.
To be continued..