Anonymous Meeting(Current Rating 65/100, based on 13 votes)
One of my favorite activities is walking along the lake. The serene look that afternoon was especially calming. As I was walking the all too familiar path, I noticed someone up ahead. Growing closer, I became aware of a remarkable man. I knew, automatically, today was going to be memorable.
I was more than pleasantly surprised upon reaching him. Dressed in nothing but a pair of khaki shorts and sandals, I began to stare. His skin had a beautiful sun kissed glow which accentuated the rippled muscles of his torso and shoulders. Noticing myself staring, I quickly became bashful and turned upwards towards his face. The chiseled features of his face were offset by his soft eyes and sandy blonde hair that swept just below his ears. He had the brightest green eyes, which I’ve always been partial to. He gave me a mischievous grin that told me exactly what was on his mind.
After inspecting him I was glad that I had felt pretty that day and put on one of my favorite dresses. The soft pink color showed off my smooth, tan skin. Its short length accentuated my best feature and the deep v of the neck displayed my perky breasts. My straight, brunette hair laid on my cleavage.
It had been a very long time since I’ve had sex with any man. Being so busy with work it failed to make my priority list. The man directly in front of me was a kindly reminder of what I had been missing and made me long to touch him.
Leaving my inhibitions behind, I reached towards him. Right before my hand reached his chest he grabbed my neck and started to kiss me. His lips were soft and warm to the touch. Our tongues then became entangled in each other’s mouths. The heat between us began to escalate as the thong I was wearing was becoming wet with my desire.
As if reading my mind, his rough hand trailed my silky smooth thigh, lifting up my dress. My breath was rapid and I could feel his cock getting harder by the second. Putting his hand on the side of my thong, it fell to the ground with ease. His strong hand reached carefully for my smooth, pink lips. His low groan of appreciation made me even wetter as he started stroking my pussy with long even strides.
I was almost ready to climax and he suddenly stopped, making me beg for him with as much of a moan as I could muster. Releasing his hand from underneath my dress, I felt a push on my shoulders. Without words, I gradually fell to my knees.
Face to face with his manhood and his strong smell made me ache for his dick inside me. The anticipation of what was about to be exposed drove me to complete ecstasy. Hearing the zipper open, my eyes turned wide at what I was seeing. It leaped out of his shorts unable to be contained any longer. His penis was perfect, long and thick. I put my swollen lips on the head and licked the salty precum. His head titled back, groaning in a low masculine tone. My mouth instinctively went lower on the shaft. I wrapped my tongue around his enlarged member feeling his head getting larger and larger. Saliva started to stream out of the corner of my mouth. All the while, the burning between my legs was becoming visible with the stream of moisture running down my thighs.
The rising lust caused me to take his hot cock out and lay my heated body on the soft, warm ground. He leaned over on the ground and slipped the dress off my body exposing my toned body and hard nipples. He began to kiss my stomach and the line he was covering with his lips felt like it was fire on my skin. I saw his tongue covering one nipple as he gently pinched the other. All the attention I was receiving made me arch my back in pleasure.
Not needing to wait any longer, he thrusts his erection deep into my vagina. I wrapped my legs around his muscular torso and screamed out in pleasure, cumming instantly. The rippling orgasm felt like it went on for minutes. The only words that I could get out were, “fuck me harder”.
I didn’t realize how deep one man could delve in me. Moaning for me and the sweat glistening off his skin made me come over and over. My nails were dug hard into his shoulders not being sure how much more I could take. His pace increased knowing full well how close to climaxing he was. Telling him to cum for me over and over, he finally did. His hot ejaculation seeped out of me, on the ground and around my thighs.
Finishing up, he pulled out of me, watching his penis, which once was throbbing, now softening. Not laying long enough to bask in the glow, we dressed quietly. Relaxed and completely satisfied, we turned to each other. As speechless as before, I handed him my thong and gave him a smile. The smile was returned as he took the panties and we both turned and walked in opposite directions. Every now and again, late at night, when I’m feeling lonely I remember that afternoon. With a smile on my face, I wonder where the anonymous man is and what he’s doing now.
Author: Monkey |
