Nice To Meet You

Content not for anyone under age of 18

Warning BDSM Content

Nice To Meet You

There’s a chill in the air as I walk up the driveway. The porch light being on is the only sign of life on the street at this late hour. I shiver as I climb up the porch stairs. I reflexively tighten my coat pulling it closer to my body. I’ve put on my favorite pair of high heels, and a set of black elbow length opera gloves. My hair is held up by two bobby pins under my hat. I take a deep breath and knock on the front door. As I wait for someone to answer I try to ground my anxiety. I notice that the door is red the window trim white and the curtains on the other side of the glass is black.

I never do this; I’ve always played by the rules; always been careful. A few months ago, I would have never considered meeting a stranger that I met online in a public place, let alone their home. Maybe I’ve finally gone crazy, maybe I just stopped caring finally. Perhaps I’m just extremely horny. There’s an unspeakable thrill about what I’m doing; the risk of danger coursing through my veins is making me high with adrenaline.

Th door opens and my breath catches. He steps back gesturing me to enter, and with one last deep breath I walk over the edge and walk into the hall. He closes the door as I stand awkwardly in the entry way. He offers to take my coat; I can see that he is desperate to get a glimpse of what is underneath.

I smile trying to steady my shaking hands as I start to unbutton my coat. He watches me like a cat stalking its prey, starring hungrily, lust in its eyes, knowing it’s so close to what it desires. I get to the third button before he shows any real kind of reaction. He’s putting in an enormous effort to control himself, so as not to scare me away. I appreciate his challenge. Once the third button is undone and my cleavage starts to show he hisses in anticipation, his hands opening, and clenching shut. I start to shy away second guessing my choice as he puts his hands in his pocket. He leans against the wall in what is supposed to be a nonchalant position, I can see every inch of his body taught trying not to pounce on me.

My heart is racing, and I can tell my face is beet red. I’m breathing heavily when I decide to continue. I fumble with the fourth button and try not to squirm as the cool air in the house hits my nipples. I watch him carefully gauging his reaction I think he may have glued himself to the wall in his effort not to frighten me. I pop open two more buttons and try not think about the anxiety and self-consciousness in the back of my mind. I quickly finish the rest of the buttons and freeze as he walks towards me. He steps behind me and every nerve ending I have is on fire. I’m acutely aware of his body behind mine helping me out of my coat. He hangs it up and walks around me appraising me like a horse at auction.

My arms reflexively cover my stomach trying to shrink from his view. He steps towards me until he’s inches away from my naked body, I take a nervous step back only to find out that my back is now against a wall. My eyes twitch to the door as if reassuring myself that it’s still there. He steps closer and I can feel his heavy breath on my skin. He smells mouthwateringly delicious; I look up into his eyes and my heart leaps at the lust in them.

Before I can blink, he whispers in my ear.

“I’m going to kiss you now. Is that okay?” His voice is deep, rich, and sends shivers down my back.

I nod shyly.

“Say it.” He whispers.

Our bodies are so close hip lips are practically touching my ear. All I want to do is fall into his arms, letting him ravish me. Every pore in my body is screaming at me to let go.

“Yes Daddy, Please…” I say shakily.

I didn’t even get to finish my sentence before his lips are on mine kissing me hungrily. His body presses mine into the wall and my knees start to go weak. His arms press against the wall on either side of my body holding up his weight. There’s no escape now, my body is his. He wraps an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. My arms link around his neck scratching at his back. He moans and I break away for a breath of air. He delves back in kissing my ear down to my neck. I whimper as he kisses the sweet spot on the right side of my neck. He nibbles at it before biting down and sucking hard. I groan at the feeling, by the time he lets go I’m convinced I’ll find a hickey the size of Texas in the morning.

He makes his way down my body placing smaller hickeys along the way. He grabs at my breasts and I moan setting my head against the wall desperate for touch. He plays with my nipples rubbing his fingers around them, flicking, pulling, and nibbling at them. He plants a hickey on both of my breasts before moving back up to my mouth. He kisses me again his fingers weaving into the hair at the nape of my neck. My hair falls down tumbling around his arm. He pulls me closer to him and whispers in my ear.

“Follow me Princess.” His voice is eager and deep causing a thrill to run through my body.

He pulls me down the hall by my hair and we walk into a bedroom. He pushes me onto the bed before ridding himself of his clothes. I’ve never seen someone rip their clothes off so fast in my entire life. He climbs onto of me straddling my chest. His stunning dick is inches from my mouth; long, hard and weeping. I squirm under him wanting to be touched badly.

“Open up.”

I open my mouth and he fuck my face, fast; I suck hard trying to keep up with the pace. With my arms pinned to my side there’s not much I can do accept take it. But never let it be said that if nothing else I’m a highly creative woman. I roll my tongue around him as he pulls out causing him to groan. Before he can regain his composure, I’m lifting my head up off the bed taking my all the way down. I gag slightly before I pull back sucking licking my way down as I go. I continue this pattern smiling as he throws his head back in extasy.

“Yes, Princess suck that dick like a good little slut.” He moans.

I speed up my rhythm and suck harder, I can feel him starting to shake and I know that he’s close. I’m surprised and disappointed when he pulls himself out of my mouth while dismounting me. He grabs my ankles and pulls me to the edge of the bed as I squeal. He grabs something from the dresser and smiles. He pulls my legs apart and I shiver at the feeling of his hands on my body. I hear a click followed by a light humming noise and I lift myself onto my elbows but before I can see what’s going on, he’s got a vibrator against my aching pussy lips and my head falls back. He’s gentle careful not to give me too much vibration just enough to drive me bat shit crazy. My body is wriggling, bucking, and grinding against the vibrator but he won’t let me have it just yet determined to tease me he just lets it graze over my skin.

I let out a scream of frustration and before I can react, he’s got my ankles on his shoulder the vibrator pressed against me and his rock-solid dick pressed up against my soaking pussy.

“Say it Princess.” He says his voice starting to sound desperate with need.

“Please Daddy, please fuck me.” I cry out bucking up against him needing him inside of me.

He slips in easily and slowly fills every inch of my pussy. We moan together reveling in the feeling. He doesn’t waist much time before he’s giving it to me hard, and fast the vibrator still pressed up against my clit. I can feel myself starting to become overwhelmed from all the sensations happening at once. I’m screaming, moaning, shouting, thanking God or anyone who will listen. It doesn’t take long for me to cum. He continues pumping hard and fast prolonging the orgasm until he empties himself inside of me. The feeling of his body going still and his cock pulsing inside of me feels so good, I clench my muscles around him wanting to make the feeling last forever.

He sets down the vibrator and we lay down together trying to catch our breath. He turns to look at me and I smile.

“Nice to finally meet ya Princess.” He says pulling me close as I laugh.