Blake š Blossom
You had been chatting with him for a couple of weeks now, one of those online dating sites and he had finally asked you to meet. Sat at the bar, a little dance floor in the corner you had consumed first one drink then another as you kept looking at your watch. An hour had past and still he wasn't here, the time now 9pm you decided you would have one final drink and if he didn't turn up you were going home. You couldn't believe that you had taken the time to dress up so nice him, a figure hugging dress that stopped just above your knee but as you sat there on the bar stool it had ridden up quite high. Sat there sipping your drink first one then another man approached you and you politely let them down as they attempted conversation.
Your drink now finished you were eager to get out of there, it was starting to get busy now and not really the place for a woman on her own. It was then that you felt a tap on your shoulder and a "good evening, would you be kind enough to permit me to buy you another". Turning and looking at him you were pleasant surprised, unlike those that had approached you earlier he was well dressed and quite a bit older than you; just your type you thought to yourself. Flashing him a smile you responded "how incredibly kind of you" before signaling for him to sit down.
When he had asked you how you were sat alone at the bar on a Friday night you relayed about getting stood up and then the awkward approaches made by the young men. Smiling at him you told him that what you needed was a real man, one that knew what he wanted and had no problem going after it. Feeling the heat from his gaze as his eyes wandered over you you felt an excitement like you hadn't felt in a very long time, your heart beating so fast as he complimented you before quite matter of fact saying "look no further"
Signaling to the dance floor he had reached for your hand, not asking if you wanted to dance; he was telling you. As you make your way to the dance floor you couldn't help but think that this wasn't you at all but you wanted to follow wherever he would lead you. It was a small dance floor and with 50 people on it it was crowded, thankfully a slow dance came on and maybe half of the people left. He pulled you close as your bodies moved in perfect time to the music and then you felt it, he obvious excitement was pressed against you. Looking up at him you smiling knowing that you had that effect on him, his hands that had been on your waist started to roam down to your arse.
You couldn't believe the last time a man had touched you like that, you had missed it far more than you cared to admit. He certainly was forward about his desires and you loved it, your body starting to warm to his touch. The slow song ending it was replaced by something more upbeat and the dance floor quickly filled once more, your moment of excitement was over you thought to yourself but he had other plans. His hands moving over the outside of your dress he starting grinding himself against you, his hard cock continuously being pressed against your pussy.
Turning you around you now felt him pressed against your arse, his hands caressing your breasts. His hot and needy breath on your neck you let out an unaudible moan, his hands now caressing your thighs as your arousal started to build. A moan in your ear and your pussy was on fire, his hand now there right between your legs. Grinding your arse back against him you signaled your approval, his hand now applying pressure to your clit an he ran slow circles on your clit. His other hand turning your face and your lips were quickly met by his. Tongues caressing one another as right here on a packed dance floor he brought you to climax
Breaking from the kiss and your head still in a spin as to what had just happened he nibbled your ear before saying only two words "my place". It wasn't a question, he wasn't asking your permission but as you nodded before taking his hand once more you thought to yourself you would give this man anything he wanted
And so here you were in the bedroom of a man you had only met a few hours earlier, face down and arse up. He had told you that he didn't have a condom and before you could even think the response was out of your mouth "I need your cock, please just fuck me". This really wasn't you at all, you were always in control but this man OMG this man; he brought out a side of you that you fucking loved.
Starting off slow he pressed the swollen head of his cock against your pussy lips and then slid the head inside you. Backing out he rubbed it on your lips again before sliding in just a little deeper, "please" you begged, "I need it, i need you". The time for teasing was over now as you felt him slide into you balls deep before holding himself there for just a second. Withdrawing all the way before another long slow stroke, stroke after delicious stroke; you loved how his cock felt inside you and he clearly loved how you felt too as his groans got ever louder
Sliding in and out of you like a piston now he slapped your arse, fuck you felt so naughty; his naughty little play thing. For the second time that night you felt your climax building, your gasps and moans echoing around his bedroom. He was practically growling now, you knew he was close too, "inside me" you moaned "fucking cum inside me". Your words awoke the beast in him and he completely lost control, his body spasming as he erupted inside you. His hot cum hitting your cervix triggered a climax of your own, your legs shaking uncontrollably before you collapsed on his bed.
Lying there completely satisfied you thought to yourself who the hell was this man and who the fuck was this woman he had brought out of you














