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Coffee meeting and a little more

8:24 am Tuesday, 6th February, 2018

You arrive walking in and I catch your eye, I've been waiting having arrived slightly early and thinking of you. Imagining how this may go, what you'll be like in the flesh, how you will sound, how you will respond to my questions, if your arousal will show.

You look stunning, just like your photographs, I notice your tights (stockings I guess) and wonder what else you wear beneath your work outfit, formal, smart yet sexy - or do I just think that as I know your naughty thoughts I ponder to myself.

You sit, "What would you like" I ask you looking directly into your eyes, you smile and make your request and I walk to the counter returning with our drinks. "Thank you for coming , Its very exciting to meet you in the flesh, I'm sorry it has taken so long" I apologise to you, explaining that your messages and stories have turned me on so much it has been hard for me to accept you as real. I watch you carefully as I recall all the fantasies we have discussed, you masterbating for me in your car, fingering you as you did, fucking your thoat as you desperately frigged your soaked cunt, the anal play we have described, wet desperate dirty sex. Smiling I listen to your responses, as we sip our drinks, I probe your fantasies and experiences, ask you what it was like when your were covered in cum on your holidays, if it felt dirty (knowing you did), if thats wanton lust made your hornier still (knowing it does), asking you when you were last fucked, what you did, what you still want, whats your favourite outfit, position, fantasy and telling you mine.

Telling you how us fucking in secret knowing we are both married but still wanting each other makes me incredibly horny and how my cock is stiffening and outing pre-cum.

I ask you if you are wet and open, knowing you always are, but hoping you will be even more thank normal. Lets live out some of those fantasies Lisa, I want to see you humming, is your car nearby?, Are you ready to be my slut I ask. It is and you guide us to it. I sit in the front seat and adjust the mirror with you in the back.

Show me my sluts wet little cunt I tell you, you do so, no panties of course, completely waxed and already visibly glistening and swollen, stretch you lips, now rub your little clit, tell me how it feels, masterbating your wet little cunt in front of me, so dirty, exposed, desperate. I watch you and begin to slowly rub my self through my clothing, you can see the bulge in my groin. I step out the car and get in the back with you looking into you eyes, I reach forward and grab your hair firmly pulling you mouth to mine, Kissing you, tongues meeting and gently biting your lips. Both hands on your cunt my dirty little fuck slut I whisper to you. I open my belt and take out my swollen cock before guiding your mouth straight down onto it and making you gag as you frighten yourself.

Harder my littlest, rub your greedy wet clit with one hand and stretch your cunt with your other as I fuck your throat, Your going to cum for me with my cock down your throat. You mouth is the first thing I will fuck, you know I want your ass but thats for next time when you beg my slut, for now cum with me down your throat. You shake as you orgasm, drooling and gagging on my cock as you do...

I lift your head and kiss you, tasting myself on your mouth, looking at you with your wet cunt soaked and swollen, legs open, mouth and lipstick smeared, breathing hard, my wet used little bitch. I pull down on my shaft hard and spray your face with my hot sticky cum, all around your mouth adding to your degradation then kiss you again, spitting it between us...

I'm sitting at work writing this and thinking of us, how it would look, how we would be, the intensity, the arousal and what might happen next...



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