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Mr Fussy and Demanding Mr Fussy and Demanding...... He sounded sane enough on the phone... intriguing..... i asked what i should wear and he relied 'don't open that Pandora's box!!! He said he was particular, fussy, wanted style, class.. we chatted a little more, enough for me to get some idea of His preferences...... so this 'assignment' started early..... the bathing, lotioning, smoothing...... the choice of underwear (he asked if i would bring other outfits with me).... the hair, make-up, nail polish...... carefully chosen....... my favourite '' dress, mid length, cotton black/purple flowers....... stockings ( plain to the knee then revealing a racier pattern), black lace suspenders belt, black lace, black lace g-string with split gusset.... dark purple nail polish, silver jewellery..... eyelids of lilac, purple and black, lashes long and thick.... an 'orgasmic glow' of blusher.... soft pink glistening lips..... perfume 'Clique Aromatics'..... black ribboned court shoes..... the familiar feeling of trepidation, mixed with excitement.... an air of unreality.... certainty and doubt tangled.... a call on arrival... He sounds nervous, it gives me some confident... i'm parked the other side of the pier.. the dark side.... walking with purpose... a group of Asian Men are at the Pier entrance... one calls out to me 'where are you going?'.. another 'come over here'..... other calls i don't hear, fazed out... the irony of being grabbed on the way to a whoring makes me smile..... i cross the road.. they follow.... i take out my phone and pretend to be talking..... walking with purpose still.... reaching the hotel, staying 'on the phone' while i sort out the directions to the rooms....... making a soft knock to the door... i hear movements from inside... it gets my mind racing... what might be the other side..... more noises.... more thoughts.... the door opens and he smiles...... Amy walks in and takes a deep breathe.... he says 'you look lovely' 'thank You' Amy replies with her almost demure smile..... they chat for a few minutes... he explains his connection with S... His desire for control, His obsession with details.... He was expecting dark hair and Amy is now fair, but he approves... he looks at her hands, nail polish, jewellery, shoes, eye colour.... He's happy.... its all He'd of chosen He says.. the dress, shoes...... everything..... he asks Amy to walk around the room while He sits on a chair .... Amy finds this disconcerting, the indirect attention she finds awkward... she wanders the room, taking a drink... standing at the mirror.... He asks what she has under the dress... Amy describes her underwear, still standing in front of the floor length mirror, He is sitting behind her.. she watches Him watching her.... ''lift the dress slowly' Amy does, revealing the stocking tops, the suspenders..... 'take it off'.... she lifts it over her head...... He stands and walks to her.. hands now exploring her arse, tits, back... fingers in her hair, holding her face , throat....... she turns and leans back against him... gently rubbing her bottom to his groin feeling him hard against her.... her hands move to the bed, leaning down, pressing harder back onto Him... his hands slap her arse,thighs... light, fast, warming slaps.... she writhes from the hips, moaning, encouragingly at the sensation...... i can feel it starting... my mind falling into the feelings, need growing..... responding to His touches.... His hands controlling my head with my hair... His mouth raining kisses on my face, neck, head..... i reach around to undo His belt and ease his jeans down.... i slide to the floor as he stands to help him step from them..... i look in the mirror... Amy flushed on the floor, between his legs... i take off my bra... my hands caressing his thighs and calves, mouth kissing... rubbing breasts over Him... nuzzling close to his groin through his boxers... tongue finding His cock head, flicking lightly.... whimpering needily...... He removes the boxers and Amy's mouth finds His cock..... His hands grasping her hair... tugging her head... there follows a frantic time of mouth to cock... throat.. drool... cheek slapping with his shaft and hands.... gasping.. mascara running....... hungry cockwhore on the floor between his legs... He pushes her to the floor and kneels over her..... cock pressing deeper... holding her nose.. choking spluttering.... her pulls free, her tongue snaking under his balls, sucking gently, tip teasing his arse.... he's groaning, grunting... calling her a fucking dirty slut.. a needy bitch..... over and over... she groans yess. i need this... He gasps and turns around ... his hands to her cunt... she gasps... yesss.... 'you want it? ' he asks... he teasing her clit... fingers close to her cunt.... she groans deep.. yes, i want your fingers in me.. he obliges... a finger sliding in... 'more' she moans.... he finger fucks her ... she thrusts her hips wildly, still sucking on his cock.... he shifts lower.. his mouth to her slit... she grinds to his face.... sucking deeper,head thrashing side to side...... his tongue feels so good.... abandoned to her own pleasure Amy arches and grinds under his lips, tongue fingers.... cumming hard... moaning, her moans muffled by his meat in her mouth...... she pulls his hand and head away... body shuddering and he laughs... 'have a drink' he says... Amy laughs too and stands for a drink then pulls him into the bed... lying him down and stroking his thighs.... breasts dragging over him.. mouth attentive.... cock, chest, neck.. his mouth... feeling his hands grip her hair again... pulling her mouth where he wanted it.... she kneels between his legs.... her thighs open... stroking her own clit... taking his cock head and running it over her piercing .... telling him to watch... watch his cock against her cunt... sliding through the wet folds.... sucking his fingers..... he groans.... i'm thinking he's not going to cum.... his not rock hard now.... my jaw is aching..... but then he grabs my head and fucks my mouth.. i feel his cum ooze over my tongue... i suckle him dry... saliva everywhere... he groans and shakes all over.... amy gets a towel and dries him carefully, lips how soft and tender over his cock and balls...... lying down...... He's happy.... he thinks she's perfect... 'where have you been all my life?' your face is perfect for me, your body... everything.... even the fact you're a passionate nympho...' he laughs... 'stay.. stay the night'' come away for the weekend....'... He says i've damaged his reputation, he let me 'have my head'... he didnt want to be nasty to me.. he couldn't.... but he's happy...... He's intrigued about the 'arrangement'... as i go to leave he gives me an envelope... 'i nearly forgot' he says 'and you didnt say anything'... 'well' i reply 'i dont know what the agreement was'... He's amazed... 'really??..... i nod.. 'so you'll take this, not knowing whats in there? are you going to look/check?' 'no ' i say..... he laughs.. 'I need some lessons from our friend'..... i smile.... |
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Amy is so cool; so compliant. Never giving anything away. The perfect whore... and the woman inside her? A stunning writer. Really. 
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