Diane checked her reflection in the mirror. In less than an hour, she was meeting David for the first time. They had been cybering for three weeks now and decided nothing would satisfy them more than reality. She stood at the mirror, black lace bra, garter belt with black stockings and felt proud. Once David had his hand between her legs he would be so pleased. She slipped into a short flared black skirt and a red button down blouse, just sheer enough so that her hardening nipples poking through the lace of her sexy bra were visible through the blouse. She was ready.
They met in the hotel lobby, exchanged pleasant public greetings and proceeded to the hotel dining room for lunch. It was a weekday, very few patrons were there. As he helped her with her coat, his eyes were riveted to the two sweet nubs pressing against the fabric of her blouse. He grinned, pulled her to him for a second and whispered "very nice." As they prepared to sit down, he put himself to her left and asked her to unbutton her blouse enough to show him what was underneath. She did so without hesitation and immediately his right hand reached in, found the fabric, searched beneath it and took possession of the nipple that was all but screaming for attention. He had her raise up long enough to put his hand beneath her, her thong availing her ass crack to his touch, his eyes gleaming with desire and anticipation. He continued to touch her this way as they ate, as they conversed about the world series, the weather, and oh yes, the thing that brought them together: their lusty sexual appetites and vivid fantasies.
In particular, Diane wanted to be David's slut, pure and simple. When asked point blank one night during an online chat if that meant she would also fuck his buddies, she simply answered "of course, as long as you are there watching." He was very pleased with that answer and told her that he wished to take it one step further though, asking her to consider taking his friends by appointment, either into her own bed or at a location designated by them. It would always be one-on-one sex, unless David were present and had personally arranged for a group. Once the parties had finished their appointment, whichever friend had booked Diane would contact David and provide a full report. Diane was thrilled and aroused beyond belief. So many times she had fantasized online with men about threesomes, but they all either wanted to see her eat pussy (which she really wasn't sure she was interested in) or they just couldn't do it after all. Now it was almost real.
David's fingers caressed her butt and Diane was eased out of her revelry of threesome images with David saying to her, "It's time to go. Let me walk you to your car so that I can get a better idea of what you have for me and my friends." They walked to his car instead, in the garage, parked alone on a completely vacant floor. Diane's first thought was
perfect! I could get naked right here if he wanted me to….
Instead, David offered to drive her to her car. Once they were both in his car, though, everything changed.
He reached for her, kissed her hard, and said "take those tits out now, show them to me."
She immediately unbuttoned her blouse completely, unsnapped the front closure of her flimsy bra and squeezed them, saying "Here they are baby, just waiting for your hungry mouth."
Without hesitation, David's mouth was on them, his hands moving between her legs, her legs parting intuitively, inviting him in. Her hips rocked as his fingers took possession of her hot and slippery slit.
He took her hand and placed it on his crotch, his erection undeniable beneath his jeans. His free hand unzipped the jeans, then grabbed the back of her head, pushing her down between his legs quickly as he commanded in a rough voice "you bitch, bragging to me of what a great cocksucker you are. Show me now and don't stop until I'm ready for you to stop."
It happened so quickly! Her mouth engulfed his hardened cockmeat, tasted the precum that was already oozing…she turned into an animal. He raised up her skirt and searched for the sweet little asshole she had tantalized him with online, describing it as the best little ass he'll ever fuck. His cock hit the back of her throat as his finger plunged into her private hole.
She moaned with pleasure. He spoke roughly, "feeling whorish enough yet, cunt? Don't you dare lift your head yet, not until you've swallowed this!"
With those words he filled her mouth with such a load of sweet creamy cum, she couldn't swallow it fast enough. "You bitch, you really are a whore. You have no idea who I am, but you couldn't get my cock in your mouth fast enough, could you?"
She spoke finally…."I told you I was a slut, wanted to be your slut, your whore. Now do you believe me?"
She sat back, blouse opened, tits out in the breeze. Her skirt was way up, garters and stocking tops visible. He reached for her thong, moved it aside and began to finger her. She strained to spread her legs more. He was stunned at how dripping wet her snatch was.
His phone rang…his words were non committal…the call ended quickly.
