Well, what a night! After exchanging messages with Anton over many days and getting increasingly more excited at the prospect of trying out the real thing in person at long last, my husband, Dave, and I arranged to meet up with Anton at a local hotel. Anton lives quite a long way from us, so he booked a suite for the night.
We all agreed that this would just be a social meeting with no expectation of anything more intimate but we all knew that that was a possibility so Dave and I worked out a code to agree if we wanted to take it further. Since we live in the country, we have issues with both foxes and rats. If I was feeling in the mood and Anton proved all we hoped, I was going to mention the foxes in our garden and how we wer***al with them. If I wasn’t interested, I’d mention the rats instead. Corny but effective!?
Dave and I arrived early and we nervously ordered some drinks which we gulped down pretty quickly. Just as we were about to get some more, Anton strode into the hotel bar and ****anned the room to see us as we were tucked away in a corner behind some rather imposing but over-stuffed sofas. Anton looked very pleased as he saw me in my little purple dress, gave me a little peck on the cheek, and gazed openly at my barely concealed curves which were set of****y my dress to show off my pert boobs and slender legs to best advantage.
Anton was dressed casually but smartly in some designer jeans and a slim fitting shirt, which showed off his rather impressive physique, plus some very stylish shoes which were buffed to a high polish (always something I look for!). He asked us what we were drinking and, after we had all agreed on a bottle of champagne, we were soon talking away as if we had known each other for ages.
Inevitably, the subject turned to sexual experiences and we spent a few minutes di****ussing them in a light-hearted way. Dave told Anton about my liking for appearing on webcam. Anton gazed directly into my eyes and said he’d really like to have seen those. Thanks, I said, I looked pretty foxy in them, even if I say it myself, looking meaningfully at Dave.
Dave took the hint and got up to get another bottle saying to me “why not sit next to Anton so you can get to know him better, it’s quite noisy in here anyway”. I took the hint immediately and sat down next to Anton. Anton moved a little closer to me on the sofa and whispered “what are you wearing under that dress?”
I moved closer to him, looked over my shoulder to see if any else is looking, and said “why don’t you check for yourself?”
Anton slowly slipped his hand under the top of my dress and ****led it down to reveal a lacy but quite flimsy bra. He then moved away, pulling my dress top back up over the bra so I’m covered again. He then slowly traced his finger down the front of my dress and rested his hand on the bare flesh of my thigh, his hand slowly disappeared between my legs and he drew up my dress up a few inches to reveal my knickers which are semi-transparent, so you can just see the dark patch made by my puss****ir.
At that point, Dave returned with the new bottle. I made no attempt to pull my dress down so Dave could see what was happening. He looked slightly shocked but smiled and said “you’re clearly getting along pretty well”!
I smoothed my dress down and said I’d like to take this bottle and drink it upstairs, if that’s ok with you both? Dave and Anton looked at each other and both nodded. I could see that I was having a big effect on both of them as we all got up and walked slowly to the lift. Anton’s room was on the tenth floor and I thought I’d take the opportunity to tease a little so I put m****nds on their trousers once the lift doors had closed and gave them both a quick rub.
I could feel them both stiffening but moved away before they could react and the door opened again on the second floor to let in another woman. I think she noticed the bulge in Anton’s trousers and she glanced at me giving me a quick smile as if she knew what was going on.
On the tenth floor, we got out and hurried along to Anton’s room. Dave had brought an overnight bag with him, just in case things looked promising, and, after we’d had another round of drinks, passed it to me and said I’ve got one of your favourite outfits. Why don’t you go to the bathroom and put it on?
I went and did as I was told, of course, freshened up a little, then came back into the room, to find Dave sitting in a chair with his trousers round his ankles and his wrists tied behind him. I’m ready, I said, but ar****his? Dave nodded, his throat too dry to say the words, and I turned to Anton who first pulled my chin up to give me a slow, luxuriant kiss, wrapping his arms round me, then allowed his hands to wander over every inch of my quivering body.
After some minutes, I disentangled myself and shot a glance at Dave, whose face was looking very hot and flushed with excitement. Hi****ock was standing to attention and gave a little twitch each time Anton caressed me intimately.
Anton undid the buttons on my blouse and buried his face in my cleavage, then flicked his tongue over each nipple in turn, followed b****ng, slow suck until they were rock hard with the attention. He then put his hand under my skirt and his eyes widened with lust as he realised I wasn’t wearing panties.
I’m going to give you such a fucking, he said!
I hope so, I said, but first, take off all your clothes and lie down. He obeyed and I straddled him and started caressing hi****ock.
The video to follow shortly will tell you (some of) the rest. The rest will come in further blogs, if you find them interesting?!
