You are sat in the hotel bar, shifting slightly nervously in you seat, after all this time we are finally going to meet. I have come to Glasgow on “business” and we have arranged to meet in the bar of my hotel. You look slightly anxiously around the bar looking for men who are alone to work out if any of them are me. But I’m not there yet, because in your nervousness you arrived early. Then you see me, 6ft, dark hair, matches the photo, yes that must be me, but although I look quickly around the bar I miss you sat in the corner. After all you’re early and I’m not really expecting you to have arrived yet. The bar man pours me a pint and I sit on the stool at the bar, taking sip from the pint. I start to look around again and suddenly I see a gorgeous blond, sat on her own. You look up and our eyes meet, but then we glance away because neither of us is totally sure that we have the right person.

I look again, then picking up my beer, I walk across to where you are sat, “Tracy”? “Steve”? “Good to meet you at last”. I sit down and we start to chat, getting answers to many of questions that we never quite found time for in our emails.

After an hour or so, we decide to get something to eat but not wanting to eat in the hotel, you say that you know a great Italian restaurant, it’s not far but it’s raining so we get a cab. On the way, you decide to tease me slightly so you remind me of the time you emailed me at work saying that you have no knickers on, “and guess what? It’s the same tonight,” you say. Before I can say anything the cab stops, we’re at the restaurant and I pay the driver before we go in.

In the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant time disappears so quickly as we laugh and talk our way through a couple of hours. I suggest we skip coffee and have it back at the hotel. At the back of my mind is that fact that you have no knickers on and that you choose to tell me. I wasn’t sure whether we would end up in bed when we met, but I decide that you had probably already made your mind when you told me.

Back at the hotel, we take the lift to my room and I can sense sexual tension building higher as we both think about what is about to happen. In the room I put the kettle on. It’s one of those funny little things they give you on a tray together with teas & coffee. I turn towards you, but before I can say anything you put you arms around me and we start to kiss. Gently at first, exploring slightly, working out how the other likes to kiss. Now more passionately, tongues starting to probe and explore each other’s mouths as our hands start to move over each other’s bodies.

You start to unbutton my shirt, running you hands down my hairy chest, you reach my belt which you unbuckle. Still travelling down your hand reaches my cock, which has grown up to meet you. Taking it in you hand, you start to work down my body with your lips, trailing kisses until you reach what you want. You had told me you like to suck and here you are about to show me. The kettle clicks off, but it’s obvious we’ve both forgotten about coffee. You open your lips and run your tongue around the tip of my cock, under the ridge, down the throbbing vein to the base and back up. Running your tongue over the head, you tease and then take it in your mouth. Just a few inches at first, continuing to flick your tongue around it’s head and then slowly you take it deeper and deeper. Now you’ve got almost the entire length in your mouth and you start to bob up and down. This is absolute bliss and I just stand transfixed as you work magic with your mouth. This is the best blowjob I’ve ever had. You’re blowing my mind not just my cock! Eventually I have to stop you, you wouldn’t mind a portion of my hot come down your throat but I want to wait.

I guide you back up and we start to kiss again. I kick off my shoes and trousers, while continuing to probe your mouth with my tongue. I unfasten your dress and it falls to the floor, revealing your white bra and matching suspenders. My hands reach for the fastener behind your back and your bra quickly joins your dress on the floor. I hold you close to me feeling the warmth as your firm breast press against my chest. We move backwards until you nudge against the bed and you lie down onto it. I pause for moment looking at the beauty of your body, the shape of my breasts, the pert little nipples standing proud, and your smooth stomach leading down to a furry little mound.

I join you on the bed, planting kisses on your shoulders and neck until you guide my head down. I start to caress your breasts, flick first one nipple and then the other with my tongue. But that isn’t what you meant and again I feel a gentle push on my head guiding me still lower. I trail kisses down your body, causing a shiver when I reach your belly button. Continuing down, I brush through the soft hairy mound, inhaling your scent like a fragrant rose. Now I can see the flower below your bush. Two petals with a bud at the top. I run my tongue along the petals and like a flower opening it’s bloom they part allowing me to delve the in recess. A little sigh tells me I’ve arrived at the right spot, but the hot juices told me that anyway. You have wanted this for some time. I start a steady licking, probing with my tongue and you start to move your legs, pushing your pussy towards my face, willing me to go deeper and deeper. I start to lick faster and faster, catching your clit at the end of each stoke. Your legs twitch and I turn my full attention to your clit. Your thighs clamp my head; I hold your hips and give you the attention you need as the big O sweeps your body. You gasp, your hips buck off the bed, your hands press against the back of my head, telling me not to stop as you reach ecstasy.

Eventually you can take no more, your hands guide me back up and we lay along side each other and start to kiss and caress. Your hand goes down, seeking out my rod of iron and you slide your hand along its length. You shift and open your legs slightly, guiding me towards you. As I position myself on top you guide the tip of my cock into your pussy, as you remove your hand, I slide deep inside. I give a little gasp of pleasure; your pussy feels wonderful, still hot and slippery from its earlier pleasure but also fleshy and firm. I start a gentle in and out movement, whilst continuing to pleasure the rest of your body. Your legs go around my back and I start to increase the pace. Your breathing quickens as you surprise me with another orgasm so soon after the first. Your legs tighten and I help you ride out the climax with deep strokes filling your pussy to the hilt.

I can feel the tightening in my balls, but I don’t want to come yet, I want to spend as long as I can in this pleasure dome. I slow my pace down, small but deep movements that keep the pleasure flowing for you but allow mine to subside. We shift positions, now you’re on top and I can relax and enjoy the ride. You remove the clip from your hair allowing it to sweep down into my face as you lean forward to kiss me. Moving slowly at first you start to ride that big shaft, up and down, little circular movements, big strokes, little strokes, absolute bliss. I pull your face to towards mine and we kiss as I hold your hips. I start to guide you with my hands now. Long strokes, faster, the feeling is rising. A throb from my balls, a hot spurt deep inside you as I fill you with my cream. You continue for a while riding out your own climax as you come yet again and then you stop. I pull you down on to my chest, while you sit with my cock still inside you, both exhausted as we enjoy the after glow.

Eventually, my cock slides out of you and we roll onto our slides, hugging each other to tired to speak. But eventually you do, “We never did have that coffee. Shall we have it for breakfast instead?” ……….

© Steve Mitchell - August 2000

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