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May
23
2019
my erotic story

my erotic story….. We had met casually on a couple of occasions, he was attending a class I was taking and he was also a friend of a friend. On this occasion, a get together to celebrate a birthday, he stood out. He wore a suit which flattered his physique. He was tall, even next to me in my heels, 6ft4ish or so. His coal black hair had been cut, which made his steel blue eyes and square jaw somehow more striking, he had me staring… 

The room was packed with people, and noisy with all the celebrating and well wishing, so it was inevitable that we ended up pressed against one another. My breasts pressing against his back, made him turn and smile at me. “Oh hey, your Cristy, aren’t you”, “I’ve seen you on campus, your a friend of Tony and Michelle”…“I’m Brock”. I smiled, “I know” I said coyly… I could feel my body heating up, and my face reddening, I wondered if it showed… He asked me to step outside with him so we could talk… 

He sat on the stone wall, which surrounded lush gardens and a meticulously manicured lawn, which seemed to be the perfect backdrop for his masculine beauty . He opened his jacket and pulled at his trousers which then seemed to hug his obvious endowment… I couldn’t help but stare, he smiled and me and tapped the wall as a gesture to sit next to him. He began talking but I was lost in his eyes, they were mysterious, provoking, sexy and innocent… all I heard was “would you join me for dinner tomorrow, ” without a thought, I uttered “yes”. 

It was a michelin rated restaurant, one I had been wanting to try, I was excited. I had bought a new dress, a slinky red, backless dress, that clung to every curve and which didn’t allow room for a bra, nor panties. I also bought new heels, high heels, he was tall so I could afford to add a few inches to my height and I had my hair and makeup done professionally. I wanted to be at my best. I felt sexy, and thought I looked sexy, but it was the look he gave me when he picked me up that solidified my feelings. He was into me:) 

The restaurant was elegantly lit, and we were lead into a private room and seated at the most divine table for two. He ordered wine and pulled my chair closer to him, “I want you next to me, not across from me”. His directness and confidence were surprising and titillating… He complimented my appearance, taking me all in with his gorgeous eyes. A knock at the door, broke our trance… The sommelier brought in the wine, poured it and left… then I felt Brocks hand slip under my dress. “MMMM, no panties”… he took my hand and placed it on his crotch, he hardened with my touch, and I spread my legs a little, so his fingers could explore me, we both moaned and became lost in the moment of excitement, then another knock came, “excuse me”, the server uttered “are you ready to order”? “ No” , he said, “I’ll let you know”. I giggled… it appears I’m going to be the meal and dessert… 

His fingers danced on my clit, which hardened instantly when he slipped one finger into my tight pussy, teasing it, darting in and out. My mouth hungrily sought his, we kissed passionately, our tongues dancing together, we were tongue fucking as if we had never before… He was an expert with his fingers, teasing my pussy with one hand and toying with my nipples with the other, he had me so turned on, I wanted to mount him, then and there. He pushed me back in my seat, pulled up my dress exposing me from waist down. He got on his knees, pushing apart my legs, and began to worship me with his tongue. Which was even more talented than his fingers. It danced on my clit until I begged him to enter me. He told me “not yet”, got up and positioned me on my knees, he stood, unzipped his pants, and pushed my mouth onto his hardness, he throbbed in my mouth. I was in heaven. He held my hair… His thickness, gagged me, and I devoured him. I teased the head of his cock with my tongue, running it up and down his shaft, as I stroked his balls. My mouth moved to them, slowly I suckled them, one by one, flicking my tongue gently over each one while jerking his shaft with my hand, sucking him, teasing him with my tongue, savoring every inch of him. My mouth, hand and tongue became an orchestra of pleasure, teasing and taunting him towards orgasmic pleasure, he throbbed and moaned, and pushed his cock deep into my throat, pulling back and pushing forward, he gasped and moaned, his noises made me wet… he asked if he could come in my mouth, I said “yes, please ”… he pushed deep into my throat, squirted, and I savored all of his sweetness… I looked up at him, and we both smiled. Hungry he asked, and we both laughed. “Yes” I said, “lets order”… 

I hope you liked my little story…