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We’re out for drinks. It’s the second time we’ve met up in person since reconnecting on instagram years after crushing on each other in high college but never acting on it. Neither of our partners know we’re here, both happily convinced we’re out for post-work drinks with colleagues. A combination of nerves and guilt got the better of me the first time and we didn’t get beyond a hand on the thigh and a goodbye hug and kiss on the cheek that lingered a little too long. This time you’re not taking no for an answer. You’ve been teasing me relentlessly for days building up to it, photos, videos, voice notes. You know that this time after a single drink I’m gonna be putty in your hands.

We’ve found a quiet dark corner of this darkly lit bar, both of our hands are roaming far more than before. Everytime you laugh at something I say you’re leaning your full body into me and I can feel your breath on my neck. I’m already broken at this point. You mention you’ve already looked into hotels nearby while you give my cock a squeeze through my trousers. I let you lead me out of the bar in a daze. Staring at your ass as it sways out the door. Checking in to the hotel, neither of us able to talk as we have to wait awkwardly for the lift to reach our floor because a stranger is there with us.

We reach our floor, I fumble the key into the door and somehow make it through the door. You slam the door, walk past me into the room, grabbing my shirt and shoving me against the wall. You pull my head down into the hungriest kiss of our lives, shoving your tongue down my throat and rolling your body against mine. I’m at a loss for a half second before I allow myself to let go and animal instinct kicks in – my hands grabbing at your waist, your ass, your neck, pulling you into me. Practically tearing your dress off so I can bend down and take your nipples into my mouth, licking and sucking, hearing you moan your approval.

You push me backwards to sit down on the edge of the bed not breaking eye contact as you unbuckle my belt, lift my ass, and work my trousers and boxers down over my already throbbing hard cock. It pops out from the waistband and slaps against my abdomen as you sink down to your knees in front of me. You run your hands down either side of my chest, my groin, and down my thighs, before running them back up the inside, feeling me shiver under your touch. You’ve got the biggest, evilest grin at this point. Your hard work is about to pay off and you’re going to get what you’ve been craving. Your hands are still circling around my cock, brushing against the shaft and cradling my heavy aching balls.

You finally take my cock in your hands, gripping gently at first, slowly tightening your grip and stroking achingly slowly up, and down. You spit down on your hands and continue to stroke, the room starting to fill with the sound of your movements and the smell of your spit on my skin. I moan and my eyes roll back, you giggle and ask me if I like that? I can’t form a proper sentence to respond and barely manage another moan in affirmation.

The glint in your eyes gets brighter and you tell me you’re gonna taste me now. You lower your head and lick from the underside of the base, all along the shaft, lingering on the tip in a single movement. I shudder with pleasure but you don’t let up, giving the tip a few quick deliberate licks before wrapping your lips around the swollen bellend.

Your tongue continues to work my head as you start to bob your head and take more of me inside your mouth. Regaining some bodily function I reach a hand down to guide the back of your head up and down. You come up for air and a trail of spit connects your mouth to my glistening tip, you rub it in with your thumb. You tell me you’re gonna take it all and before I can respond you’re plunging your wet mouth back down onto my shaft. I can only watch as your nose gets closer to touching my body, beginning to groan louder as the sensation builds and builds. I feel my cock touch the back of your throat and feel you gag slightly, but you persevere, eyes beginning to water and saliva dripping down your chin and onto your tits.

I try to tap you on the shoulder to let you know I’m close but this just seems to encourage you to push me over the edge. Your hands grip my thighs as you fuck your face with my cock, pleading with your eyes for my cum. I feel my orgasm building and start to thrust into your throat, grunting and grabbing your hair, not caring anymore and taking what I want and have wanted throughout months of escalating flirtation and sexting. My hips buck and the tension inside me overflows, hot ropes of cum spurting into your throat as you feel my cock pulse and spasm for what feels like a minute.

You’re struggling to breath but loving every moment. I collapse back on the bed and you gasp for breath as my cock pops out of your mouth, drenched in spit and cum. Your pussy is drenched and the glint in your eye hasn’t subsided one bit as you smile with satisfaction, drinking in my seed and revelling in the taste. Fuck, I gasp over and over, eyes closed and world reeling. You wipe your eyes and your mouth, and slowly raise yourself off the ground. “Good boy”, you say as you crawl onto the bed to straddle me. “My turn now.”

NSFW: yes

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