Very soon however, Jay started to infiltrate my thoughts even when we weren't chatting or using our web cams to tease each other. In fact it wasn't long before I had a whole catalogue of fantasies to assist me with my obligatory early morning orgasm. Sometimes I would imagine him tying me up and teasing my clit relentlessly with his tongue, other times I imagined us partaking in rough sex, where I had to beg for his mercy as he blindfolds me and takes control. I'd never really expected to meet up with him; it was all a bit of fun. However, one evening when I had drank way too many glasses of wine I suggested to Jay that we should meet up. To my surprise he was all for it. We arranged to meet at a hotel in Birmingham which was halfway between North and South so it was exactly halfway for both us.
When I arrived at the hotel I was struck by its grubby appearance and some what salubrious setting, but the seediness really appealed to me. I was obviously hoping that the filth would follow me and Jay into the hotel room.
I unlocked the hotel room door and walked in. The walls were adorned with bright pink flowered wallpaper. A cheap double wardrobe stood in one corner, a matching dressing table by its side. A chaise lounge was shoved into a corner looking decidedly out of place like it had been stolen from the five star hotels from across the road.
I dropped my overnight bag onto the floor and threw myself on the bed. I'd arrived early and contemplated what I should do with myself as I waited for Jay to arrive. I toyed with two options a) nipping out and getting us some alcohol or b) stay in, take my time getting ready and wait patiently for Jay to arrive. I decided on the latter. It was boiling hot outside and lugging heavy crates of beer, I decided, wasn't very ladylike. No, it was a much better idea to take my time getting ready and my stomach lurched with excitement as I unzipped my bag and pulled out my outfit of choice. I placed the black satin corset on the bed before pulling out my fishnet stockings. I rummaged further beneath the bottles of poppers and my dildo and finally located my crotch less knickers. Just looking at the ensemble was making me feel horny and I was dying to play with myself and have a quick orgasm but I had promised to keep myself all for Jay.
There was a knock on the door at 3pm prompt. I stood up and checked my appearance in the mirror before opening the door and letting him in. He was even better looking in real life and I was struck by how broad his shoulders were compared to his tiny waist. I could see his chest through his tight white t shirt and I looked down and noticed that he looked like he was packing a fair punch in the trouser department as well. Jay put down his overnight bag and his eyes roamed over my outfit, a smirk playing around his lips. He knew we were here to fulfill one of my many fantasies. No talking, no preliminaries, just straight down to fucking a practical stranger in a seedy hotel.
I put my arms around Jay's neck and felt his hands move down my back. His fingers stroked along the eyelets of my corset before he reached my suspenders. He slipped his hands beneath them and left his hands resting there for a moment before he pulled the straps back and let them slap back with a sting against my thighs. I pushed myself into him as he kissed my lips, gently at first before he suddenly took hold of my hair, pulling my head back, grazing his teeth roughly against my lips. His tongue darted into my mouth and I gasped as the stirring in my pussy reached a whole new height. Jay moved his mouth down my neck, his teeth sucking and nipping me. His fingers slid inside my knickers and he found my clit with ease.
