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I have a pretty good life, never wanted for much, except decent sex and someone who understood how frustrating dead bedrooms were. Reddit filled that gap, for a while….

I was about to give up, then I “met” you. I use the “”, because we were distant friends. We didn’t even know what we looked liked for months, choosing to explore minds and personality first.

You had a great mind…

To be honest you were pretty difficult to get a handle on, sometimes you came over as surly. I’m sure you would disagree.

That was the key, after some months I felt that I wanted to make you happy, this was really not like me at all. But then I have at all times been the one in charge, at work and at home, I at all times initiated sex, sometimes it felt that I was the only one there. I longed for someone that wanted me as much as I wanted them.

We talked about many things, your early life, mine too, what I liked is that you actually took an interest. You googled places I had lived, laughed at the fact I was a ‘small town girl’ I did the same. The times where we spoke “live” were rare, but special. I actually looked forward to hearing from you.

Occasionally you would tell me about previous sexual encounters. You wrote so well. It was great erotica, right from when you were a teenager, enjoying the freedom of the UK.

We started to discuss kinks, each taking some kind of test you found and comparing answers for fun, it turned out that we were quite similar. It was an eye opener for me, I didn’t realise how far I would go to be fulfilled.

You wrote one story about an encounter we may have had. Holy fuck, each instalment drove me to masturbate and orgasm hard. Of course these stories were interspersed with general chit chat. It drove me crazy. I’m pretty sure you enjoyed that. Your self control and self discipline showed, so did the fact that you enjoyed making me wait.

You knew exactly what you wanted you never attempted to hide it, you wanted total control over me.

You came across as patient but relentless, that excited me.
Europe had been your home for many years, your family, younger life and many memories were still scattered here. It was obvious that you would be back at some point, and you were.

So now I’m outside a boutique hotel in Italy. You chose it, I agreed. I’m standing outside the entrance, nervous but so excited. I know where you are, you sent your room number but when I arrived at the airport, you also sent a car. You wanted to make sure I was safe and that I arrived as scheduled .

I was wearing exactly what you stipulated. Black and white dress that you had seen in my pictures, sheer black underwear, the bra was to be front fastening and high heels, nothing else would be acceptable.

I gently knocked the door trying to keep calm. You briefly smiled as you opened it, I hadn’t expected you to be so tall but most noticeable were your intense eyes, pictures of you didn’t show their true depth.

We briefly hugged and kissed before you stepped back and signalled where you wanted me to stand. You began your inspection, slowly circling me at first, looking from every angle, studying me.

Dropping to your knees you started to run your hands up my legs, I had to stop myself from letting out a sigh as you started to caress my thighs. You stood, lifted my dress over my head, throwing it onto a chair in the corner and returned your attention to me.

Removing your belt you used it to tie my hands behind my back, always not taking your eyes off me. My whole body started to quiver as you reached out and touched my face, pushing a stray hair out of the way and continuing to explore with your fingers.

Oh God! that touch, so strong but gentle at the same time, my body crying out to feel it all over. Rubbing the sheer fabric of my bra you nodded your head in approval, hooking your fingers and opening it, cupping each breast gently and rubbing my nipples with the palm of your hands.

Continuing downwards you could see how wet I already was through my underwear. “Perfect slut” you whispered while you rolled them down my legs.

Stepping out of my knickers you positioned my legs further aside. Agonisingly slow fingers began to feel around, over my dripping slit and brushing my swollen clit, causing me to moan loudly. You stopped immediately, as if you had snapped out of a trance, I held my breath as you stood up and walked behind me.

It was the sound that made me jump first, then the sting where you had slapped me across my arse. I knew you enjoyed spanking and was expecting it, but it still came as a shock.

Freeing my hands from your belt, you pulled me over to a chair and bent me over, my hands were on the floor and my arse was perfectly positioned over your lap. You continued to spank me, not in any particular rhythm so I had no idea when the next one would come. I was so aroused, I needed you to enjoy me, despite the pain and heat from my skin I was loving every second. My eyes were watering but I kept my head down, not wanting you to see them, not wanting to fail. You pushed your hand between my legs opening them slightly, seeing how soaked I was brought a moan of pleasure to your lips, you followed this with a sharp slap on my pussy that caused me to cry out, you repeated this again but then noticed my tears. They weren’t tears of pain but of frustration.

You stopped and helped my to my feet, seeing my wet face seemed to soften yours. You scooped me up and carried me to the bed, throwing me down amongst the massive pillows, holding my face in your hands. You undressed, my stinging eyes were focused on your athletic body glistening with sweat, you smelled so good too.

Parting my legs you knelt between my knees, your hands began to knead my breasts, pinching the nipples as you leant over me and kissed me deeply. You slid your body down, pushing me further into the pillows.

Grabbing my wrists with one large hand you held them above my head, rendering me helpless and vulnerable. I lifted my hips and tried to grind against you “wait” you demanded, I did as you asked and tried to relax, but my whole body was aching for you, I was sweating despite the cold air-conditioning.

You began to rub your hard cock up and down my soaking wet pussy, I was desperate to feel you inside me, desperate to release the pent up orgasm that had been building for hours.

You slowly pushed inside me, I moaned loudly with appreciation and felt myself starting to clench around you. My legs wrapped themselves around your waist as if I could pull you in even further.

You released my hands and I grabbed the back of your head our tongues still entwined in that long hard never-ending kiss.

Starting to move with you I felt the waves start to create, everytime you filled me completely I couldn’t help but groan loudly. We moved in perfect time. My moans became louder as my orgasm started to wash over me, I completely lost control screaming your name out loud, ripping your shoulder to pieces with my nails as I experienced the most incredible orgasm that I’d ever had. I felt you explode in me, filling me with your hot cum, rope after rope until you were empty and I was exhausted.

We lay in the same position for some time, enjoying the silence. You rolled to the side pushing your arm under my head and pulling me protectively towards your chest. I was so exhausted and felt so safe I snuggled in, glancing quickly at the clock. It had been 6 hours since you had awoken me!

NSFW: yes

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