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My True Story of my old GF

Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:01 am
by tylerarizona
Part 1:
I call you from the office - tell you to wear your little sundress and stilettos ….You meet me at the airport…..you don’t know where we’re flying until I greet you with a hug and a smile…little kiss on the check… …..we land in Vegas…During the limo ride to the Wynn..your heart pounds with excitement of the unknown…not knowing what’s in store…you slip off to the lobby bar for a drink while I’m checking in….
Part 2:
We’re a little buzzed from drinks on the plane, bourbon for me…vodka for you… Your perfume has been driving me wild all day…your sly little smiles are giving me all the right signals…while in the bar…you’re cooling down with a long island iced tea…your smiling…you meet me by the elevator…then up to the room….
On the way up…in the elevator…we both notice to ourselves that it’s the first time we’ve been alone…we’re anxious, nervous…but not awkward….we start making out wildly…then the door opens…smiles all down the hall…You stand in front of me as I reach around your waist to key into the room…you feel me looking over your shoulder…I’m soaking up your intoxicating scent….Door flies open…you’re immediately attracted to the floor to ceiling windows…it’s still day time…you look at the strip below and the mountains in the distance….I toss our bags by the bathroom, take a seat and watch the light carve out your silhouette…
Part 2: As I’m sitting in my chair…I watch you look out the window…your sundress clings to your every body part…outlining your every curve as I soak in the beautiful site that every man dreams….I can just barely make out your lacey thong underneath and as you shift your wait in your leopard print heels.. I see perfectly between your legs… I see the outline of your beautiful pussy…you love the soft texture of the dress brushing against your skin…Next you feel my presence behind you…You feel me kissing your neck and putting my hand over your hand…up on to the glass….you arch your head back….with your left hand you reach behind you and feel my bulging pants…you slowly unzip my pants….your looking out the window still…you feel my thickness in your hand…..your thong is soaked….your stroking me….finally you let your thong slowly slip down over your hips and fall on to your shoes…you hike up your dress and bring me closer…your clit can sense the head of my cock an inch away…your thumb swirling my pre-cum….your eyes are half shut..your mouth is open..you feel me gently squeeze your neck…your heart is pounding when you back your hips into me and feel me enter….
Part 3:
Your hands are pressing against the glass…your pushing into me with each thrust..you wonder if someone can see from the hotel across the street and then…..I’m nicely ramming you while you finger your clit….you cum really hard…your juices flowing all over me…your knees are shaking…
After you’ve cum and had enough….I pull out…turn you around…get you on your knees and cum all over your tits…..
We head to the shower….lather each other up….you trim your landing strip nicely…..I notice you have a look on your face that tells me something is up….I ask you what it is….you begin to tell me that while I was checking in and you were waiting for me in the lobby bar…that you were totally hit on by some guy you thought was totally hot…he was a bit cocky and arrogant..normally a turn off for you…but there was something about him that made you curious…..
I’m taken a bit surprised….I ask you what you want to do about this….you put it back to me….we get a little nervous and smile and continue to grope each other in the shower…you whisper to me as your stroking my cock that you wonder what he’s made of….You remind me of our frequent pillow talk of you being with another man..I can sense your energy..you’re getting excited….
Pat4:
After the shower…I tell you what I want you to wear….those leopard print heels….fishnets and that black dress…..After a bit…and when you’re ready…you notice I’m not quite ready yet….You try to hurry me along as the night is fast approaching and dinner awaits….
I then order you with a nervous smile to go back down to the lobby bar….by yourself….see if that guy is still there….find a place at the bar and see what happens
You’re wondering if I’m playing games with you…you try to determine if I’m serious….after my support and encouragement and you see that I’m excited…you give me that evil smile and walk out the door…about 20 minutes later…while he’s sitting next to you and flirting…you see me…across the bar…you keep your cool and it finally sinks in…that I want to see the show…you immediately get more relaxed….you flirt back with the guy…you give me little looks along the way….
I’m positioned in the bar where I can see you sitting on the bar stool…I see your dress riding up exposing the tops of your thigh highs…you keep pulling it down in a flirtatious way…I can see you two laughing and conversing..ordering shots…he keeps touching your thigh…you keep touching his arm….then you get up…your walking toward me…I’m wondering what you’re doing…Is she going to blow my cover I ask myself? You smile at me…wink…and keep going to the ladies room….I look at the bar…the guy and the bar tender are laughing and high fiving each other as they know how well its going and where its leading….They have no idea I even exist. Then I get a text from you…you tell me that he thinks that you are there with your husband who is busy attending a conference….you tell me that all you guys are talking about is sex and that he’s trying to be courteous and respectful…you tell me how wet you are…..then I see you come out of the bathroom….I smell your scent as you walk by me…..i watch you sit back up at the bar….
After another round of shots…I can see you brimming with excitement…you keep glancing at me wondering if I’m ok…if I’m enjoying it…. a little of both….I can tell you want to leave….I see you mumbling something about texting your husband….you start to text….you text me that you are dying to take him up stairs and ask my permission…..I make you wait for 5 minutes in anticipation before I answer…My guts are wrenching but in an extremely hot and excited way…part nerves, part sick, part excitement for an overall intense feeling. You keep looking at me trying to keep your cool…you’re wondering what I’ll say…If I’m mad…or excited a mix?..…..when you see my text you grab the phone with excitement…you almost drop it..you both laugh nervously….the text says….”be my guest….put on a good performance….can’t wait to hear all about it”……I see your eyes light up…your smiling uncontrollably…..you’re not sure what to do….you slam your shot of vodka with authority….then I see you slip him my room key….you get up walk toward me again….I get nervous about blowing my cover…..you give me such a devilish grin….I soak up your scent as you walk to the elevator…..10 minutes later…he gets up…high fives the bar tender….heads for the elevator…..he’s greeted by you…you slipped on one of my white dress shirts….you loosely have one of my ties around your neck….your fishnets….heels…and you then take him to our bed…..after a while…I get a text to come upstairs to hear all about it…..I actually pass him in the hall on the way…he never even noticed me as he was dazed and grinning….I find you in bed…naked…cum all dried up on you….we kiss…you take me to the shower to get cleaned up and give me every blow by blow detail while you stroking my cock…

Re: My True Story of my old GF

Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 8:16 am
by bewareoflizzy
Very nicely done...don't stop, keep going!

Re: My True Story of my old GF

Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 7:37 pm
by ucaneffher
i love true stories

Re: My True Story of my old GF

Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 4:24 am
by tylerarizona
This was with my old gf....Of course I embellished a bit to make it interesting...but I think the most interesting thing was our age. We we're in our early 20's at the time and I think way ahead of the curve on this. As for looks...she was brunette...a swim suit catalog model...for "cheesey swimwear" but never the less...an incredible body 5 foot 7 natural DD's that everyone thought was fake...she had to let my friends feel them to prove it! :) She dressed incredibly sexy and was basically a porn star...figuratively speaking.