We are in your hotel room now. You push my jacket off and open my shirt, then kneel at my feet, to unbutton my jeans. Your face is at cock level, as you open and pull down my jeans and you can see the head of my cock protruding over the waistband of my briefs.
"Oh, that is such a beautiful sight!" you say, "I've seen it on cam, but it's even more impressive in real life, and I can touch it at last!"
"Feel free," I say, "but let me get these clothes off and out of the way."
"OK," you say, "but please, let me pull those briefs down myself. I've fantasised about this so much."
You reach out to grasp my briefs at each hip and gently ease the elastic forwards. My cock falls away from my belly a little, towards your face, and your eyes shine up at me. As you pull the briefs down, your head moves towards me, and you give the head of my cock a kiss. Then you are unable to restrain yourself and take the head into your mouth, sucking and swirling your tongue around it, while your lips clamp tight around the top of the shaft. I groan and pull back, then step to the bed and sit to remove all my clothes. I am completely naked now, while you are fully dressed. But then you lift the hem of your dress, and I can clearly see that you are wearing no panties.
"Wow," I say. "I didn't realise you were that well prepared! Did you come into the bar like that?"
"Yes," you say. "I wasn't sure what it would feel like, but it was wonderful. I was afraid I'd feel like a hooker, but I just felt so free, and when we met at last, I could feel the heat building down there. I'm afraid there may be a little damp patch on the bar seat where we sat and talked. But it means I'm ready for anything now."
I ask you what you would like to do first and you ask me to lie on the bed, on my back. My cock is so hard.
You say, "I loved watching you wrap your hands around it on cam, and I want to do that for you now. Tell me if you need to pause..."
You grasp my cock firmly with your right hand under the ridge of the head, and the left hand immediately below, pressing down over my balls. You squeeze your hands rhythmically, one after the other, but without moving them, and I feel the blood pumping harder and harder. Then you slowly twist your hands in opposite directions, feeling the firmness of my cock. You drop your head to my balls and lick around them. They are so tightly clamped to my body that you can't get them inside your mouth, but you suck gently at them. You start to move both hands together, very slightly up and down, and you can see the head swelling with every pump until it looks ready to burst. It is so hard now that the skin is stretched taut and shining in the light. You lick it gently and observe a drop of pre-cum emerge at the tip. You spread it around with your tongue and release my cock from your grip, saying, "I loved that, but I think we'd better wait before we go any further just yet."
"Do you want me to lick you awhile?" I say. Of course you do, but I want you to be in charge, so I stay lying on the bed and ask you to straddle me, sitting on my chest, with your pussy close to my face. You are still wearing your dress and as you move upwards a little my face disappears under the red fabric, but in the red light, I can see your pussy above me. It is moist and spreading already, the lips puffy with desire and your clit is clearly swollen and visible, demanding my attention.
I grasp your hips and pull you down onto my mouth. You can't see me now, but you grab my wrists and hold them down above my head, pressing your pussy down onto my mouth. I explore your pussy with my lips and tongue, licking along your parted lips and up to your clit, which feels to be throbbing now. I lick and suck at it, while you groan rhythmically, and begin to move your hips back and forth, faster and faster. Then suddenly, you freeze absolutely still and call out loudly, as your body shakes and you fall forwards, trembling. Your pussy is twitching under my touch, the lips fluttering, but you can't stand any more; it must almost be painful, because you ask me to stop and pull away, to recover. You climb off me and gasp.
"That was sensational - literally," you say.
"I'm glad," I say, "I think I know how you feel. It gets so overwhelming, you just have to take a break. It's given me a chance to recover too, so if we just take turns like this, it could go on forever!"
"No," you say, "it will have to come to a climax, but it will be fantastic if we can build it up to the max and then both let go together. How would you like to do it?"
I tell you again that I want you to be in charge, but that I'm happy laying on the bed and being used however you want to.
You pull your dress over your head and remove your bra, so you are now entirely naked too. You straddle me again, but this time sitting over my cock. Then you slide down to sit on my knees and lean forwards. You grasp my cock firmly and pull it to point straight up at right angles to my body, using one hand to play with my balls, while the other strokes up and down the full length of my straining cock. "That's wonderful," you say, "Just as I imagined it from your cam. Would you mind if I made a short film to keep as a memento? I won't film your face, just this magnificent cock".
I agree and you reach for your phone, using one hand to stroke me and the other to film. "It will be so much better, knowing that this is MY hand stroking YOUR cock," you say.
"Let me film," I say, "then you can be 'hands-free' and do whatever you wish."
You pass me the phone, and I frame my cock, held firmly upwards in both your hands, moving gently up and down. You lean forward again, and this time your mouth engulfs my cock.