So, there I was, sitting in the hotel room, nervous as can be but extremely excited at the same time. At any moment, I was expecting a knock on the door or a text on my phone, alerting me of her arrival, making me want to pinch myself that this wasn’t just a dream. It had been just about five months since we met on Lush—an amazing five months, I might add. We were messaging daily, multiple times per day, learning everything we could about each other, and sharing things that we didn’t normally share with others.
After the first month, it progressed to sexting and then video chatting (regular chatting or naughty times). And then she admitted to me that she wanted to meet me, in person. For the longest time, I didn’t think she was serious, no matter how much she said she wanted to.
She confided in me that she was a submissive in the bedroom. It wasn't something I’ve ever had experience with, but she was willing to allow me to learn with her. I won’t tell you it came naturally to me. I was raised to always be polite, with manners, etc, and, in all honesty, I haven't had a lot of experience with women sexually, especially in the BDSM, Dom/sub world. It was a completely new world of opportunity for me.
If you asked her now, I'm sure GG would say that I'm not very good at it, maybe better verbally, but not in actions, I know, I still need to work on it, but I can’t get better without practice is how I look at it!
I knew she was chatting with a couple of other Doms that she had met online and one that she talked to about the same amount as she did with me. So, imagine my surprise when I realized that she really did want to meet me. I felt like a million bucks, haha! Someone that beautiful and interesting and all the things, wanted to meet me in person. If you can’t tell by now, my self-confidence also wasn’t the best from many bad past experiences.
Once I realized that she was very serious about wanting to meet, we figured out a date that should work for both of us – as long as neither of our jobs had something come up that would put a stop to it. So, I booked a flight to travel near to where she’s from that also had some historical places to visit. I figured if we just didn’t click in person, then, at least, I’d have some things to do while I was there.
We talked every day about what we were going to do, places to visit, and, more importantly, all the things I was going to do and wanted to do to and with her. I even went online and bought a fancy, submissive collar and leash that came from Japan to collar her with during our time together.
The day had finally come to meet GG; I was up early for my 5 am flight out of North Dakota. I was due to arrive at our destination a couple of hours earlier than her. GG put my name on the hotel reservation, so I’d be able to check in and take a nap before she arrived.
When I got there, I let her know that I was in the room and about to take a nap. After a very short nap, I took a shower to get the travel grime off me. I hadn’t heard from her, other than a text while I was napping, about her estimated time to get there. That time came and went, and, in the next few minutes, I was starting to have thoughts of being made the fool like so many past experiences.
Well, the next thing I know, I hear a key card at the door, and I quickly get off the bed to greet my guest. I tell you, when she walked in the door, my jaw hit the floor with how beautiful and sexy she was in person. She had on a black, floral print top with a healthy amount of cleavage showing and tight, tan pants that made me drool seeing her ass in them as she closed the door. My heart rate had to have doubled in a matter of seconds.
I hardly let her put her travel bag down before I had her in my arms for a long tight hug. I wanted to just grab her ass while we hugged, but my brain said, "Wait." Also, our height difference didn’t make it the easiest thing to do while we were both standing. I’m 6’5” to her 5’4”. We broke our hug and decided to get a quick bite to eat since it was already early evening.
GG had been to this city before, so I was letting her be my guide on where to go. After a tasty meal, we walked along the river for a couple of blocks, talking and feeling each other out, and she told me some interesting information about the neighborhood our hotel was in.
We returned to the hotel, and she excused herself to the restroom. In my naivety, I just figured she meant the normal restroom activities. But what I saw made my jaw hit the floor, hard. You needed a pry bar to get it unstuck from the floor.
She came walking out in a light purple bra and panty set I had drooled over many times in the pictures that she’d sent me over the few months of getting to know each other. At 5’4”, she had what I consider a very athletic body with an all-over tan, blondish hair that reached almost to her shoulders, and breasts that fit very nicely in my large hands. Her butt looked so good in those panties. She feels that her behind is too small, but I think it’s perfect as it is.
So, anyway, she walks out and just floats on her feet up to me while I’m sitting on the edge of the bed. GG crawls onto me with her knees straddling either side of me and planted her lips on mine. Her lips tasted so good. I can’t describe what their taste, other than I wanted more. I may have been a little aggressive with the kissing, at first, now that I look back on it, but I was very excited about the whole situation.
After a while of kissing, I began to rub my hands up her side and onto her breasts. The gasping sound GG made when I touched them was music to my ears. My kisses had moved down her neck into the soft cleavage of her magnificent breasts. It had been far too long since I had removed a woman’s bra. After some struggle to get to her nipples, she helped me remove it.
The feeling of her light-colored nipples between my lips and in the palms of my hands was one of the best feelings I’ve ever had. After many minutes of kissing, licking, and nibbling on her nipples, I slipped my hands down to her ass. The firm globes of her ass cheeks fit perfectly in the palms of my hands.
After a couple of minutes of rubbing her ass and making out with her, she asked me to take my pants off. I was happy to oblige. I’m not the most well-endowed man, only an average length, and what she later told me was, “More girthy than average.” She attacked my cock like a woman on a mission. The moment her lips were wrapped around my shaft, sucking on me up and down, her tongue swirling around the head, I felt like I was in heaven. She had teased about giving an excellent blow job, and she had every right to brag about her prowess!
Before I would allow myself to cum, I stopped her and got her on her back on the bed. I wanted to finally touch what had become “my pussy” over the last couple of months of our Dom/sub dynamic. I was kissing her breasts while sliding a hand down her tummy over the top of her panties. I stopped right where the heat and wetness were seeping through the panties. I started with gentle strokes up and down with my hand—just getting a feel for her. Listening to her moans and gasps was music to my ears.
My finger was getting drenched just from the outside of the panties. She started humping my hand, so I added more pressure to my strokes. Suddenly, she was gasping and moaning louder as her tummy started rippling with an orgasm. I absolutely loved watching her body quiver. Giving a woman an orgasm is my ultimate guilty pleasure!
A few seconds after GG’s first orgasm, my hand was again rubbing circles on her clit. This time, I had her nipple between my lips, sucking it in, trying to get as much into my mouth as possible. One of her hands came down on top of mine rubbing her clit and she showed me exactly how she liked to be rubbed. It didn’t take long before she was moaning out in orgasm again.
This time, I didn’t stop when she came. I kept rubbing circles. I could hear her wetness through the panties. It was one of the best sounds you’ll ever hear, and inhaling the scent of an aroused woman is an overpowering aphrodisiac. Within a couple of minutes, she was again cumming under my ministrations on her clit.
I could tell she was worn out from the long day as was I. My cum could wait. We ended up drifting off to sleep, with her ass cuddled into me and my arms wrapped around her waist.
The next morning, I woke early, before the sun had even started turning the morning horizon that brilliant, beautiful pinkish-orange color. We had drifted apart during the night, so I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her ass onto my crotch. My hand immediately started rubbing her breasts and nipples.
After a few short minutes, her breathing started to increase along with her moans. I was just lightly circling her nipples. I wanted to make them hard and poke through the thin top she had put on right before bed. She soon started to grind her ass back onto my crotch. That was my queue to slide my hand down her tummy onto the outside of her pussy.
As I rubbed firm circles around her clit, her moans increased, as did the heat and moisture under my fingers. She started to cum as I held her ass firm onto me. I wasn’t going to let her get away from me. I continued to suck on her nipples and rub her clit into another orgasm. Her moans of, “Fuck me, fuck me,” were music to my ears.
We stayed cuddled together, with my hand still on top of her clit, which now felt extremely hard, just lightly stroking up and down her pussy lips. I was lightly kissing her shoulder and neck just behind her ear.
We stayed this way for a while, just talking and watching the sun rise over the river. I was determined to make her cum again, though, so, I started lightly rubbing her nipples through her top, listening to her light gasps and moans. For a woman who told me her nipples aren’t all that sensitive, she was sure getting turned on easily by me playing with them!
This time, when she started begging me to fuck her, I pulled her panties aside and started to stroke the bare skin of her pussy lips, finally getting to feel her wetness firsthand. It was so warm as it coated my fingers. Her clit was so firm and hard under the pads of my middle and ring fingers as I rubbed it in circles.
She said she was going to cum, so I told her, “Only if you beg me nicely, and you better not cum without permission!”
“Please, may I cum?” she begged.
After thinking for a few seconds while I continued to rub her clit, I told her, “No, not yet, my slut.”
After a couple more rounds of her begging to cum and me not allowing it, I stopped rubbing her and told her to go get one of her toys that I’d told her to bring. She came back to bed with her We-Vibe that we’d used in her car on her drive home from work in the past. It was something small and discreet that she could wear in her panties while driving.
I was holding it on her clit, listening to her moans. It was turning me on immensely. So, I told her to take the toy, so we could masturbate together. I finally gave her permission to cum when I saw there was no way she was going to be able to hold back any longer.
Watching her play with herself in person was so beautiful. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my kinks, so I enjoyed seeing it first-hand. Seeing her cum for me made me so hard that I reached the point where I had to cum myself. I had been abstaining from touching myself for a few days leading up to this trip, so I was ready to blow.
I told her to get her lips on my cock so I could cum in her mouth. I couldn’t even finish saying it before she had fully engulfed me, her lips plunging to the base of my cock. I wasn’t in her mouth longer than five seconds before I erupted.
My hands were in her hair, holding it in my fists at her scalp while she went down on my cock, and I came for what felt like a minute. It was, maybe, only a few seconds, but it felt longer. After she pulled off my cock, I squeezed out another drop of cum from my tip and fed it to her from my finger.