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Washington D.C. One Night Stand

Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 64.7, Source: sexstories.com

disappointed she wasn't completely clean shaven. I liked my women clean shaved. I'm still wearing my suit. She stood up and started to walk towards me, but I came towards her catching her in mid-stride and gently pushing her back onto the bed. " Touch yourself, baby." I ordered. My voice sounded gruff. My eyes were dark- almost menacing, she thought. But rather than scare her, she feels her nipples harden and the rush of lust course through her body. She leans back on the bed and slides back until her head hit the pillows. The bed is still made, so she is laying on top of an incredibly soft, emerald green velvety duvet. The feel of the plush fabric on her skin only made her more excited. She cups her breasts with both hands and begins caressing them, flicking the hard nipples, letting one hand then slide slowly down her flat stomach. She feels pride when she hears me gasp and pull my jacket off, flinging it to the floor. She pulls her hand back up as soon as she feels the small patch of hair at the junction of her legs. She isn't ready to touch there yet. She is enjoying drawing it out. Instead, she let her fingers play with her nipples. When she pinches them both, she hears me groan and watches me run my hand along the zipper of my slacks. " Your tits are nice, baby. What size are they?" I ask the question as I flip a couple of lights off, leaving only the one on the night stand on. Just enough light to see her. I change my mind and turn one of the other lights back on. I ... want to see everything she has to offer. " 34 C," she answered. I reach over and pull her up to a sitting position at the side of the bed. Her eyes are level with my belt and she instinctively reaches for the belt. But I grab her wrists and order her to look at me. " Once you do this, there is no going back, baby. Do you understand? Do you understand that the second you touch my dick, you are mine for the night? My SLUT. My whore for the entire night. Tell me you understand that." She is trembling as it sinks in. She wants to be a slut. My slut. She won't be able to say no to me. I'm in charge. The thoughts racing through her mind and she became even more turned on; her body aching, her hips begin to gyrate, her wet pussy is rubbing against the velvety duvet. She looks up at me and licking her lips, nodding her head. " You have to say it, Jenny." My voice seems even rougher. " John," she whispers, " I am yours tonight. I know that I am your little whore tonight. That I can't say no to you. I will do anything you want, John." She smiles at me as I lessen my grip on her wrists, allowing her to pull them free and reach for my belt again. Quickly, she unbuckles my belt, unzips my fly and she slides her hands around the top of my pants as she loosened them, helping me get out of them until I'm standing there in front of her in my boxers, shirt and tie. She impulsively reaches for my tie and pull me down on top of her, letting my body cover hers. Our lips met and in seconds we were ...