I slowly open my eyes and begin to focus on my surroundings, taken aback for a moment by the sight of the beautiful man lying beside me.
The night before we met for the first time, after talking online for months. I was nervous about meeting in a hotel but as we lived miles apart it made sense and we had booked separate rooms so there was no pressure.
We had a few drinks in the increasingly rowdy bar before he suggested finding somewhere quieter to talk and invited me to his room. I was nervous as he took my hand, leading me out of the crowded bar and into the warren of corridors; but the nearer we got to his room the more I settled.
As he opened the door I saw the beautiful room behind him and my heart jumped. There was the biggest four-poster bed I have ever seen, and past that a seating area in front of tall glass doors leading onto the balcony, lit by the stars from the bright night sky.
It was the most romantic setting I could have imagined and far better than the pokey little room I booked for myself.
He led me to the chairs and we sat talking as he poured us another drink. After my initial nerves I didn’t expect to feel so relaxed but he put me at ease and very quickly it was like we had known each other for years rather than hours. We laughed and joked as we talked about our favourite TV shows and realised how much we had in common.
He stood and stretched his back then walked towards me and held out his hand “Time for bed I think.” He said staring down into my eyes as I took his hand and lead me to the bed.
He sat next to me and placed his hand on my thigh, tracing his thumb across it before leaning in and kissing me gently on the lips. We fell back onto the bed and he rolled on top of me, deepening the kiss.
I relaxed my body as one hand found a home in the thickness of his jet black curly hair and the other reached down into the band of his trousers to explore his sweet behind.
He stopped kissing me and leaned back. “Cheeky tiggling my bum” he said with a wink and pulled my legs apart before falling on top of me again and kissing me with a growing urgency.
I began to move against him, to show my intention and he didn’t disappoint. He stopped kissing me and leaned back on his toned arms, I was gripped by the stare of his gorgeous hazel eyes. “Too many clothes I think.” He said as he pulled his t-shirt over his head, my hands instantly stroking the thick dark hair on his chest.
He stood up and pulled me to the edge of the bed, sliding his hands up my long legs and rubbing against my crotch before undoing the button and zip and slowly pulling my trousers down. He kissed my skin as it was revealed until my legs were completely bare.
“Nice knickers” He smiled before falling on top of me again. This time he lifted my shirt and kissed the bare skin of my shapely stomach beneath.
“Are you ok? You seem really quiet all of a sudden.” He said staring up at me.
“Yes, I’m very ok.” I said pulling him down on top of me and kissing him hard, moving against his tight trousers which were beginning to strain against the zip.
I rolled him over and leaned back. “My turn.” I said as I slowly traced my hands up his thighs and began to lick the front of his trousers ready to release what I was sure was to be an impressive erection.
I slowly pulled down the zip and opened his trousers to see his tight boxers being stretched under the weight of his cock.
I pulled his trousers off urgently, my pussy aching with desire for him making the crotch of my knickers wet. He jumped off the bed and grabbed me, turning me around so he could take off my shirt and revealing the matching bra to the black silk and lace knickers.
“Very nice tits” He said grabbing them as I could feel his erection pressing into me from behind. He pushed me down onto the bed and fell on top of me, grinding his erection against my shapely bum before turning me over.
“Fuck, I love your arse and your massive tits. I’m going to really enjoy this.” He said roughly pulling my knickers off as I tried to free his erection from his boxers.
Before I knew what was happening, his mouth was on mine again, biting at my lip as my legs were wrapped around his waist. His hard cock pressing against my pussy, aching for it to be inside me.
I felt his hand move down and slowly he guided his cock into me, going deeper with every stroke until I felt all of him inside me. He stopped as he filled me and I drank in the sensation of him wrapped around me. His mouth biting at my neck, his hard cock filling me and the scent of his aftershave making me giddy with lust and then he began to move and the sensation was amazing.
The way his body fitted with mine, the pressure of him grinding against my clit as his sucked hard on my breasts, tracing his fingers against my erect nipples and pinching them to heighten the sensation. He was taking his time and I had never experienced such care before.
I loved the weight of him on top of me, pressing me into the soft bed and keeping me warm, like my own personal radiator. The sound of his soft gentle moans of desire as his plump lips covered my hard nipples, his breath and wetness driving me wild as I moaned in delight.
The intensity was like nothing I had experienced before. My previous sexual encounters usually ended in my disappointment, so I hadn’t really enjoyed sex until now so I was hoping the night would never end.
When our release finally came it was simultaneous and deep, rich with sensation on a level I never thought I would experience.
Instead of grunting, rolling over and falling asleep he pulled me closer to him, so I could wrap my body around him and we fell asleep satisfied and exhausted in each other’s arms.
Lying here now, with this beautiful man inches away from me, I can’t help but want him again. I pull back the covers to look at our entwined legs, his soft caramel skin underneath my pure white, freckled skin. My smooth soft legs wrapped around his toned manly legs covered in thick dark hair.
His broad muscular chest covered in dark hair that I can’t stop my fingers exploring. The comfort and safety I felt being held in his strong arms is something I will never forget, and after this night always crave.
I could stare at his handsome features all day and never tire. His beautiful eyes make me melt, I ache to kiss his perfect plump lips, his strong jaw covered in a well-kept beard and the cute little wrinkle in his nose that I find so adorable.
But he is far more than just good looks. He is one of the most amazing people I have ever met and in the time we talked he became a close friend. Even if it is only for one night I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
I glance at the clock and see our time together is running out. Check out is in a few hours and from there who knows if and when we will ever meet again.
I want him to wake up so we can be together again before it’s time to leave, but his gentle snoring and quiet moans are so adorable that I’m torn.
There is something that I wanted to do last night but I didn’t get the chance. I’d never enjoyed it before but my friend told me with the right person it can be empowering.
My past experience was of overzealous guys holding my head down and making me gag as they shot cum down my throat without warning and never called me again. But I have a feeling this time will be different.
As I slide under the covers and settle in between his strong legs I am unsure of how to begin. I stare up at him from under the covers, planting soft gentle kisses along his strong thighs, as he sleepily opens his beautiful eyes, trying to register what is happening.
As my confidence builds I slowly begin to lick and gently suck his balls before planting wet sloppy kisses on the hardening shaft of his impressive cock. I hadn’t really seen it the night before, but I knew he felt good inside me. Now I’m up close and I am not disappointed.
Although it isn’t the longest cock the thickness is perfect and he filled me in a way that others hadn’t. The more I kiss, lick and suck the harder he gets until he is fully erect. At this point I imagine him grabbing my head and forcing me down but he doesn’t.
He stares at me the whole time, mumbling the odd “good girl” and closing his eyes to deepen the moment.
I reach up to hold his big hand and he locks our fingers together, drawing his thumb across my hand as I take his hard cock in my mouth. It fills my mouth comfortably as I begin to slide up and down, sucking gently.
I rub his balls in my hand as I increase the pace, pressing my knuckle behind his balls. I stop sucking him to stare up into his eyes, still rubbing his balls in my hand. He takes hold of his cock and strokes it hard as we stare at each other.
I lean down and suck his balls gently as he rubs his cock, moaning in delight, I laugh as his hand keeps catching my eye but when he asks I say it’s nothing and change sides.
My hands travel up his body, just to be in contact with his warm skin, I circle his nipples and pinch down as I plant sloppy kisses on his stomach before sucking on his cock again.
If feels like we have been playing for hours but neither of us minds. He looks down and says ‘Sorry it’s so good I keep stopping myself from cumming’. I don’t think compliments come better than that.
I take control, his cock in my warm mouth, sliding up and down, my hand rubbing his balls, my knuckle kneading behind his balls and it isn’t long before I feel his warm acidic cum hitting my throat.
I suck harder until he stops and gently slide him out of my mouth, planting soft kisses along his stomach before climbing back up the bed.
“Good morning gorgeous girl.” He says as he pulls me into his arms.
“Good morning.” Is all I manage before yawning and wrapping myself around him again.
“That was incredible, what a way to be woken up.” He pulls me closer and kisses the top of my head.
“Thank you for not holding my head down.” I say settling my head on his broad chest, his heartbeat filling my ears.
“Why would I hold you down? You knew exactly what you were doing and I was completely lost in the moment. The way you kept looking up at me was just incredible and when you grabbed my hand, wow. It was like you couldn’t get enough of me.”
“I just wanted to be closer to you. I was enjoying being lost in the moment.” I smile at him and rest my head back on his chest listening to the comforting sound of his heartbeat.
“I think that was the best blowjob I ever had. Normally I have to get close before encouraging my partner to suck me, but you did it all yourself without any help from me. I’ve got to say that is pretty hot.” He says holding me tighter.
All I can manage in response is “mmm” as I fall back into a sound sleep.
When I wake again it is because he is gently trying to move me so he can get up. “Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you. I was just going to get showered. I wanted to let you sleep until I finished, we only have an hour before checkout.” He says pulling the covers back over me and kissing my forehead.
“Ok, thanks.” I reply, sleepily watching as he walks around the room picking up his clothes.
“You look so cute tucked up like that.” He smiles as he rounds the bed, tiggling my toes and closing the bathroom door behind him.
After his shower he wakes me by kissing my nose and tilting my mouth for a proper kiss. He smells sweet and clean, and his aftershave is amazing; I can’t help but smile.
“Oh, do we really have to go?” I say climbing out of bed and scrabbling around for clothes to hide my body, suddenly realising he hasn’t seen me naked in the full light.
“Afraid so Babe, but this won’t be the only time we meet. We have to do this again. Now go get clean and we can have breakfast before we go.” He laid back on the bed and turned on the TV as his eyes follow me out the room.
I stand under the cold water, frantically turning the knobs, trying to warm the rainwater shower. When I eventually get the water right, I close my eyes and try to take it all that has happened.
I never dreamed the night would go so well. I’d never had such a satisfying sexual experience or felt empowered by giving a man oral sex before. Suddenly all my friend tried to explain to me became clear, how with the right person sex is different.
I couldn’t help but wonder why people bother with shallow one night stands when you can experience something as wonderful and intense as last night.
As I shampoo my hair and wash my skin I am sad to be losing his scent from my body but feel revived by the warmth of the water.
I never knew that sucking a man’s cock could turn me on like that, it never had before. I never thought I would enjoy it and that I would feel such a connection. It had always been something I tried to avoid.
With this guy it was different, I actually craved him. I wanted him in my mouth, I wanted to taste him and bring his release, to make him happy. I wanted to take my time and give him something I knew he would enjoy, as he had taken his time with me the night before.
Whilst I was in the moment all I could think of was him and trying to do everything I could to make him happy. It was different with him being so quiet, I was used to men being rough, grunting and swearing but watching him closely I could tell what he wanted and I wouldn’t disappoint.
When he finally came I felt empowered, knowing I had done it all myself. He didn’t need anyone to watch us, or take part, to make himself hard for me or watch porn at the same time.
But more importantly he didn’t need to force me as I was happy to be in the moment, and the fact his eyes never left mine was incredibly hot.
He never forced me to do anything, whatever we did he took his time and made sure I was comfortable. He wasn’t rough or hurried, he didn’t only think of himself and put his own pleasure first, like the other men I’d been with. He was thinking of us both and it meant that what we had was so special.
I got out of the shower, dried myself stopping to take a long look in the mirror at my naked body. Not toned and sculpted, not the most beautiful woman in the world but in that moment I felt special and desired.
I got dressed quickly and went back into the room. “All clean and shiny.” He says as he smiles at me.
“I just need a minute to dry my hair and I’ll be ready.” I reply searching for my hair brush in my bag. Then I remembered I left all my clothes in my room.
“It’s ok, take your time. I like watching you.” He says, turning off the TV and propping himself up on one arm to watch me.
We finish packing up our rooms and go downstairs to eat breakfast together. Staring at each other as we eat and talking like it was the most normal thing in the world. No one in that room could’ve guessed that just hours before we met in person for the first time.
It could all have been so different. You hear such horror stories about internet dating. But with this guy I felt safe to take the chance and he hadn’t let me down.
He was the only guy I had spoken to on the internet dating site I would’ve considered meeting and even if I never saw him again I would always be grateful for our night together.
After breakfast he walked me to my car, carrying my bag and putting it in the back for me before opening my door and helping me into the car. I couldn’t help but smile and after buckling myself in he lent in and kissed me passionately on the lips before saying “Have a great day, I’ll call you tomorrow and we’ll arrange to meet up again.”
When he shut the door and began to walk away I started to wonder, could this really be my happy ending?
Last night was so amazing that I didn’t think I would ever have that with anyone else. I’d never come close to it in all my relationships before and now I knew what it felt like how could I ever settle again?
There was an overriding sensation even as he waved me goodbye that I wouldn’t be that lucky and I would never see him again. But something in me kept saying, he wouldn’t lie.
He had always been honest with me, even when it wasn’t what I wanted to hear and that was why I trusted him. He said he didn’t want to fall into a relationship but he wanted to spend time getting to know me, and he said he would call so I have to believe that he will.
As I begin the long drive home the voices in my head begin to argue. The ones who want me to feel abandoned and the ones that want me to trust him.
My mind wanders back to every touch and kiss of the night before. I can feel him on my skin just as if he were here now. I can feel him inside me, the weight of him on top of me and I feel overwhelmed with emotion.
When I finally turn into my drive all I can think of is bed. I lie with the smell of him filling my senses and close my eyes to relive our night again in my sweet dreams. My phone resting on the bedside table next to me waiting for his call, which I hope will come very soon.