Overcoming first time nerves

I stop to check myself in the mirror. Adjusting my jacket I take a moment, shoes shiny, designer jeans clean, shirt ironed, hair styled and breath fresh. I'm as ready as I can be but still the knot in my stomach tightens. I've never done this before; a dozen thoughts rush through my mind at once. What if she's not what I expect? what if it's some scam or trick? What if I can't go through with it? What if...

I take a deep breath, drag a nervous smile onto my face a knock on the room number she gave me - there's no going back now. The door opens quickly and there she is just like her pictures, dressed in a bathrobe so it's impossible to see her body, but the smile is right, the tanned skin, and the shoulder length blond hair. Her intense blue eyes seem both comforting and accusatory - she's checking me out even more than I'm checking her out. She steps aside and let me in, my heart is pounding inside my chest - this is it, my last chance to leave but something draws me in and faking confidence I stride into the suite.

I don't know what to expect but it certainly isn't her stern instruction: "Take a shower, I want you to be clean." I try to explain that I showered before I left but she doesn't care, "I told you to shower. And when you're done come and sit," she said pointing a chair some distance from the bed. Seeing there's no point in arguing I take of my jacket and shoes and head to the bathroom to shower. After the quickest shower of my life, I emerge wrapped just in a towel and sit where I was told and waited.

A few seconds later she emerges from the seating area, still wearing the bathrobe and casually saunters over. Taking my hands and a silk scarf, she ties my arms behind my back and to the chair, "now you're going to do exactly as I tell you. I can touch you but you can't touch me. If you do everything I tell you, then you will be rewarded, and if you don't then you will leave. Do I make myself clear?" I nod and stammer "yes", I'm already rock hard and a lump is clearly showing beneath my towel, but I have no idea what is to come.

She grabs the towel and peels it open, leaving my cock and balls out in the open. Walking away she grabs a couple more scarves from the dresser and returns and parting my legs she ties first one and then the other to the chairs legs. There's no way I'm going anywhere now. I'm so excited that my cock is throbbing and twitching back and forth, but instead of touching me, she turns and heads to the bathroom, leaving me strapped to the chair. I'm excited, confused and nervous but don't dare speak for fear of ruining whatever is about to happen, so I just sit there hoping she'll come back.

Moment's later she returns with a bowl of water and for the first time I see a smile on her face. She places the bowl beside the chair, turns and heads back to the bathroom - still I have no idea what is going on, but I'm excited, my heart pounding, my dick twitching and my balls tightening. This time as she returns from the bathroom she's looking right at me and pulls gently at her robe's belt and lets the robe fall from her shoulders. There she stood, even sexier than her photos, firm natural tits covered in a black lacy push up bra, a small matching thong and suspender belt with amazing stockings. As far as I'm concerned she couldn't look any hotter and all I can do is muster a stammering "wow", as I try and pick my jaw up off the floor. I had never thought for one second she would be as sexy as she is, and now I can't wait to see what is going to happen next.

Striding confidently towards me I see a a wicked glint in her eye and know things are about to get interesting. But to my surprise she grabs a can of shaving gel and razor from a drawer and heads over. "I like my men to be clean shaved," she says and it takes a moment for me to realise she is not talking about my face. I've always trimmed my pubes but now this beautiful, sexy stranger in black lingerie is kneeling in front of me about to shave my balls and I am completely tied up. Panic begins to set in, what if she slips? What if this is what she really wants, to slice a guys balls? What if....

Slowly she starts massaging the gel onto my balls, my cock, my thighs and even towards my ass. There's nothing I can do to stop her and my heart is in my mouth. Gently but swiftly she takes the first stokes, expertly removing my dark pubes. I can tell she's done this before and am relieved. She takes her time lifting and stretching the skin, checking everything is smooth. As she moves my cock around it's twitching, and beginning to leak pre-cum at her every touch. Just as I think she's done, she says "scoot forward," and helps me shuffle forward so my tight balls are clear of the chair and now she has access to my ass. With a few deft strokes she has removed all evidence of pubic hair, and my skin is a smooth as the day i was born.

She takes a facecloth and soaks it in the hot water and presses it firmly against my freshly shaved balls, sending a shiver all the way up my spine. Wiping away the last of the shaving gel she stops to admire her handiwork. Pressing my dick back towards my stomach she finally leans in and I feel her warm, wet tongue start lapping and my newly shaved scrotum. It's a feeling like never before, every ridge and vein throbs at the touch of her tongue. Working her way further, she takes my balls firmly in her hand and starts licking the shaft of my cock. Taking her time, she fixes her eyes on mine, as her bright red lips work their way towards my swollen head. By now pre-cum is flowing freely, enjoying this, she slows down even more, dragging her tongue around the tip, rolling my foreskin back and forth with one hand, while the other strokes my tight balls. Once she has removed the pre-cum, she pulls the foreskin all the way back, exposing the head, opens her mouth and in one long slow motion takes my cock in her mouth. Pulling on my balls as inches her way down, until finally her nose is pressed against my body and her chin rests on my balls. I've never experienced anything like it. Slowly she starts bobbing her head, how she isn't gagging is beyond me, but I don't really care. I think that for the first time ever a women might make me cum in her mouth - well down her throat. As she sucks and squeezes my breathing starts to change, my already tight balls start to contract and I know I'm going to cum soon. I start to moan and wish I could touch her head, she picks up the pace and just as I'm about to cum she pulls off, leaving a trail of spit from her lips to my cock. My dick is throbbing and twitching like never before and my balls actually hurt I am so desperate to cum, but she just smiles and says "not yet. You haven't earned it."

I'll update with more later ;-)

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