Bill the Dom
I was bored....it was my last night in the city. It was a Sunday night. I sit at my laptop, curled up in a chair, freshly showered, and in a comfy pair of flannel pants and a sweatshirt. it was about 6 or 7 pm. I wonder into a online chat room. Some form of a D/s chat. I lurk, as I always do. I hardly ever chat to people in a room.
An instant message pops up. "Bill" is a very polite, highly educated, older Dom. We start talking, and we talk about everything. The conversation never gets lewd, or nasty. I am impressed. He is a history teacher, divorced, and Dom....and he is nice. We chat some more. He tells me he is from Jersey. I mention to him that to bad he isn't closer...we could have met for a cup of coffee. He tells me he is 35 minutes from the city. I start to panic a bit....but calm down....as I am sure he wouldn't take me up on it. He asks if he can call me. I consent to this. We talk for awhile. His voice is soooooo sexy. He naturally leads the conversation, and I follow. Bill is easy to follow....he naturally steps in a Dom role, even when its in normal conversation. I love this. It makes me feel good, and grounded when a man does this with me. He asks about the cup of coffee....I tell him be careful what he suggests....I might take him up on it....and he says he will be on his way in 10 minutes.
He calls me as he drives into the city. We talk, and I get dressed. We decide to meet at the corner of 14th and 8th Ave, and walk to a coffe shoppe. It is 11pm by the time he gets there. We take a walk. I wanted to stay in very public places until I felt he was "normal". We walked to a deli....they were closing so we got coffee to go, and continued walking. It was a cold night. I noticed that Bill was shivering a little bit. We tried to find a place in walking distance to sit....but it seemed that nothing was open. We walked back toward his car. He switches places with me as we walk. I asked him why. He told me he prefers that I am not walking next to the road, that he wants to. I look at him and smile. Inside, I am feeling butterflies. I really like this guy...but I met him in a really awkward way. He asks if I would like to sit in his car to continue talking, or go to my place. I opted my place. By this time a felt comfortable. Or at least moderatly comfy. We walked the few blocks to the apartment that I was staying at. We walk naturally...his arm around my shoulders. As we walk, it is like a dance. He is leading, even though he doesn't know where I am walking to.
We get to the apartment. It is a fourth floor walk up. My bags are packed, and I'm ready to catch my 830am flight. Its about 1 am now. We sit on the couch and talk, and cuddle. He holds me. I love to cuddle. He admires my hair. I tell him its fake. He asks why....I tell him that is for another day. He doesn't press, which is nice. He starts to massage my back. We all know where this leads.....my shirt and bra come off next....he massages more. We head to the bedroom. Its 330 am now. Flight is at 830am. Tick tock tick tock.
We lay in bed kissing and massaging. I tell him I'm not going to have sex with him....he is ok with that. I couldn't bring my self to a one night stand. He makes my body shake with excitement....it is everything I can do to not beg him to fuck me.
I give in. I beg.....I ask if he has any protection on him....he doesn't . FUCK!!!!!!! Ok....so that idea isn't going ot happen. He fucks me with his hand....and squirm with pleasure. My pants that we say aren't coming off......come off. His stay on. He respects my wishes. He start to kiss my tummy...and going lower....I tell him no....He looks at me and tells me he doesn't only want tonight....he wants more then just tonight. Tick tock tick tock 4am.
He goes down on me, and I am in heaven.....he fucks me with his hand, and then his mouth. I cry for him not to stop. I am in heaven and don't even know how I got there. I come over and over. I can't believe it. I want him to fuck me so bad by this time.
5am....I beg him to stop....can't take it anymore. My legs are shaking from the most oral I have ever had straight through. He holds me in his arms. We spoon in embrace. This is my favorite position to cuddle.
5 15am He reaches over, flips me over. He tells me to caress his body. I do. His pants are still on. He asks me if I am surprises he hasn;t tried to fuck me. I tell him yes. He told me..."I promised you I wouldn't". Wow.....he keeps promises.
530am His pants come off. I pull down his boxers, and I am shocked....he has the biggest cock I have ever seen. I can;t help but take it in my mouth. He has such a pretty cock.....the kind you want to worship and suck for hours. I suck, and lick. Caress his balls. More sucking. I worship his cock. He takes it away from me and tells me to lay on my back. I obey. He jerks off on my breasts.....which I love.....How did he know?
600am Come is running down my chest. He tells me to rub it all over my tits. I do. It is warm and feels so good. I feel like he owns me, and I have only known him for 8 or 10 hours computer and real life collectivly.
615am "This is more then just a one night fuck Marcia" he tells me. I tell him I am going to get on a plane and probably never hear from him again. He grabs my shoulders and tells me we will talk that evening when I get home.
620am I freak out. My plane leaves LaGardia airport at 830am. I am sitting in the West Village of Manhattan with come all over my tits at 620. Big fucking problem. I get up to hop in the shower. He stops me. He tells me no....not to wipe it off. As kinky as it sounds.....I couldnt bring myself to not obey. I dress. I fell marked. I like it.
630am I gather my shit together, and do the last minute cleaning. Bill waits for me. I am a bit surprised. He insists that he carries my 2 VERY heavy bags down the 4 flights of stairs. This is when I knew I was going to hear form him again. Those bags were heavy, and he was free to go....and he didn't. He told me he wanted to see me off.
645am. We are walking with my bags toward the intersection to get me a taxi. I don't want to go. I want to stay and get to know Bill more. But I can't. I am sad. 12 hours ago....I was sitting alone bored....and this happened. I couldnt believe it. At taxi stops at a light right in front of us. I raise my hand. He pulls over. He asks where too......I say La Gardia quietly. Bill places my bags in the truck. We embrace. He tells me we will talk tonight.....and shuts the cab door. I sit in the cab and wonder if this really just happened.
An instant message pops up. "Bill" is a very polite, highly educated, older Dom. We start talking, and we talk about everything. The conversation never gets lewd, or nasty. I am impressed. He is a history teacher, divorced, and Dom....and he is nice. We chat some more. He tells me he is from Jersey. I mention to him that to bad he isn't closer...we could have met for a cup of coffee. He tells me he is 35 minutes from the city. I start to panic a bit....but calm down....as I am sure he wouldn't take me up on it. He asks if he can call me. I consent to this. We talk for awhile. His voice is soooooo sexy. He naturally leads the conversation, and I follow. Bill is easy to follow....he naturally steps in a Dom role, even when its in normal conversation. I love this. It makes me feel good, and grounded when a man does this with me. He asks about the cup of coffee....I tell him be careful what he suggests....I might take him up on it....and he says he will be on his way in 10 minutes.
He calls me as he drives into the city. We talk, and I get dressed. We decide to meet at the corner of 14th and 8th Ave, and walk to a coffe shoppe. It is 11pm by the time he gets there. We take a walk. I wanted to stay in very public places until I felt he was "normal". We walked to a deli....they were closing so we got coffee to go, and continued walking. It was a cold night. I noticed that Bill was shivering a little bit. We tried to find a place in walking distance to sit....but it seemed that nothing was open. We walked back toward his car. He switches places with me as we walk. I asked him why. He told me he prefers that I am not walking next to the road, that he wants to. I look at him and smile. Inside, I am feeling butterflies. I really like this guy...but I met him in a really awkward way. He asks if I would like to sit in his car to continue talking, or go to my place. I opted my place. By this time a felt comfortable. Or at least moderatly comfy. We walked the few blocks to the apartment that I was staying at. We walk naturally...his arm around my shoulders. As we walk, it is like a dance. He is leading, even though he doesn't know where I am walking to.
We get to the apartment. It is a fourth floor walk up. My bags are packed, and I'm ready to catch my 830am flight. Its about 1 am now. We sit on the couch and talk, and cuddle. He holds me. I love to cuddle. He admires my hair. I tell him its fake. He asks why....I tell him that is for another day. He doesn't press, which is nice. He starts to massage my back. We all know where this leads.....my shirt and bra come off next....he massages more. We head to the bedroom. Its 330 am now. Flight is at 830am. Tick tock tick tock.
We lay in bed kissing and massaging. I tell him I'm not going to have sex with him....he is ok with that. I couldn't bring my self to a one night stand. He makes my body shake with excitement....it is everything I can do to not beg him to fuck me.
I give in. I beg.....I ask if he has any protection on him....he doesn't . FUCK!!!!!!! Ok....so that idea isn't going ot happen. He fucks me with his hand....and squirm with pleasure. My pants that we say aren't coming off......come off. His stay on. He respects my wishes. He start to kiss my tummy...and going lower....I tell him no....He looks at me and tells me he doesn't only want tonight....he wants more then just tonight. Tick tock tick tock 4am.
He goes down on me, and I am in heaven.....he fucks me with his hand, and then his mouth. I cry for him not to stop. I am in heaven and don't even know how I got there. I come over and over. I can't believe it. I want him to fuck me so bad by this time.
5am....I beg him to stop....can't take it anymore. My legs are shaking from the most oral I have ever had straight through. He holds me in his arms. We spoon in embrace. This is my favorite position to cuddle.
5 15am He reaches over, flips me over. He tells me to caress his body. I do. His pants are still on. He asks me if I am surprises he hasn;t tried to fuck me. I tell him yes. He told me..."I promised you I wouldn't". Wow.....he keeps promises.
530am His pants come off. I pull down his boxers, and I am shocked....he has the biggest cock I have ever seen. I can;t help but take it in my mouth. He has such a pretty cock.....the kind you want to worship and suck for hours. I suck, and lick. Caress his balls. More sucking. I worship his cock. He takes it away from me and tells me to lay on my back. I obey. He jerks off on my breasts.....which I love.....How did he know?
600am Come is running down my chest. He tells me to rub it all over my tits. I do. It is warm and feels so good. I feel like he owns me, and I have only known him for 8 or 10 hours computer and real life collectivly.
615am "This is more then just a one night fuck Marcia" he tells me. I tell him I am going to get on a plane and probably never hear from him again. He grabs my shoulders and tells me we will talk that evening when I get home.
620am I freak out. My plane leaves LaGardia airport at 830am. I am sitting in the West Village of Manhattan with come all over my tits at 620. Big fucking problem. I get up to hop in the shower. He stops me. He tells me no....not to wipe it off. As kinky as it sounds.....I couldnt bring myself to not obey. I dress. I fell marked. I like it.
630am I gather my shit together, and do the last minute cleaning. Bill waits for me. I am a bit surprised. He insists that he carries my 2 VERY heavy bags down the 4 flights of stairs. This is when I knew I was going to hear form him again. Those bags were heavy, and he was free to go....and he didn't. He told me he wanted to see me off.
645am. We are walking with my bags toward the intersection to get me a taxi. I don't want to go. I want to stay and get to know Bill more. But I can't. I am sad. 12 hours ago....I was sitting alone bored....and this happened. I couldnt believe it. At taxi stops at a light right in front of us. I raise my hand. He pulls over. He asks where too......I say La Gardia quietly. Bill places my bags in the truck. We embrace. He tells me we will talk tonight.....and shuts the cab door. I sit in the cab and wonder if this really just happened.
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