When I found out Rich would be going to Canada for three months I really didn’t know how to feel or what to say. I arranged to come to London and work from the office for a few days so I could spend time with him before he left.

Last night we met up in a bar, we hadn’t been there particularly long and I don’t know if it was what he was saying, how he was saying it or just simply that he looked fucking amazing I just wanted to escape from here so I could spend the rest of the night kissing, touching, teasing him.

As soon as we left the bar and reached his apartment, hands and tongues were everywhere, he managed to push me up against the wall so he could try to control what was happening. His hands pinning my arms above me. He kissed me hard, pressing his body in to mine. We were both getting so carried away, our breathing heavy as we giggled between kisses.

His hands wandered over my body, my skirt quickly hitched above my waist. He picked me up wrapping my legs around his waist. We began kissing again, he propped me up against the wall as his hands gripped on to my ass. His crotch pushing against mine. All I could think was how desperately I wanted to be fucked.

“Fuck me you’re amazing,” he groaned. He carries me through to the living room, gently placing me on the sofa, pulling off my thong – which at this point of passion and horniness – was damp.

We began kissing wildly again, his hand finding its way between my legs, rubbing over my soft smooth pussy. He slides two fingers in to me with ease, he pulls it out and brings it up to my mouth. I slowly lick his fingers clean, imagining it was his cock.

He began circling my clit once again. I pushed my hips up desperate for him to give more than the teasing pressure he had. He pulled out of the kiss gently biting my lip. He stood up, the huge bulge in his jeans just inches away from my face.

I looked up at him biting my lip as I rubbed my hand over it. I began unzipping his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers. His cock twitched before me, he grabbed his cock in his hand and started stroking it for me. I sat back and started playing with myself too. My fingers teasing my clit, rubbing my wet juices all over it.

He told me to spread my pussy lips apart. I laid back and did as I was told, fully exposing myself to him. He moved down slightly and began rubbing his cock over me, the tip covered in my wetness. He pushed his cock deep inside me and I gasped loud gripping on to his arms. He slowly pulled himself out and thrust hard and deep back inside me.

He dragged me towards the edge of the sofa so my hips were almost hanging off. I wrapped my legs around his waist firmly and again he started fucking me. He fucked me hard, exactly the way I wanted it. He picked me up and we swapped places. He sat on the sofa as I straddled over his cock facing away him resting my arms on the coffee table.

I rocked myself back and forth slowly on him. Something about this position made him feel even better. I bit my lip trying hard not to moan so much. I leant forward, sliding my pussy up and down his hard cock. He felt so good buried inside me. He began thrusting up in to me and I could no longer hold back to moans. I pushed myself completely down on him, soaking him in my juices.

I could feel his cock starting to twitch. He whispered for me to get off and suck his cock. I slowly climbed off then knelt between his legs, slowly licking the shaft of his cock, gently sucking on his balls.

I began rubbing my clit as I took the tip of his cock in to my mouth as I stroked the base, played with his balls. He groaned as I started taking his cock deeper, he could feel it hitting the back of my throat and he wanted to feel it more.

I started rubbing my clit faster, mumbled whimpers escaping my mouth. He brushed my hair back holding it in a bunch as he began thrusting his hips up, literally fucking my mouth.

He began thrusting harder and harder in to my mouth, my eyes starting to water slightly. He pushed his cock in to my throat and held me there against the base eventually letting me gasp for air. Once again he thrust himself in deep telling me to lick his balls with his tongue in my mouth. Initially I struggled, and when I finally could it was only the very tip of my tongue.

He pulled himself out and let me gasp for air once again. I began stroking his cock in to my hand. My other hand still firmly between my legs I played with my clit. He could tell through the expression on my face and through the soft mumbled groans that I was very close to the edge.

He picked me up and bent me over the back of his sofa. He grabbed my arms and put them behind me so I couldn’t move. I arched my back up and spread my legs further apart ready for his cock.

He slid it up and down my pussy lips nice and slowly, using it to circle my clit. I began rocking my hips up and down trying to push myself on to his cock and finally I did. I pushed myself down on it completely and together we let out a loud gasp.

He moved himself further back and start fucking me with the head, teasing in and out. He could sense by my moans that I couldn’t take the tease anymore. I needed to be fucked. He slapped my ass hard, used his free hand to pull my hips close in to him and began fucking me deeply.

He released by hands grabbing on to my hips to fuck me harder. He reached an arm around me and began playing with my nipples. I reached between my legs, rubbing my clit, playing with his balls every time he thrust deep.

Our moans and groans got louder and I could feel my orgasm getting closer as I rubbed my clit harder. I started begging through moans, getting deeper and shakier. He moved his hand down my body from my nipples and placed it between my legs moving mine out of the way. He started rubbing my clit hard, my whole body almost shaking.

He pushed himself deep and held himself there. The way his played with my clit sent me over the edge. My orgasm hit me, and hit me hard. He stayed still for a moment, my pussy clenching around his cock. He pulled out allowing my juices to slide down over his cock.

He began rubbing it from my clit over my pussy and to my ass, spreading my wetness all over. He pushed his cock back in to my pussy and started fucking me again. This time he slid the tip of his finger in to my ass and again I found my moans getting slightly out of control.

The teasing of his finger in my ass felt good. He started fucking my pussy hard again, his finger with the same motion. I wanted more, I needed more. I began pushing myself back on to him. Our rhythm meeting in a hard beat. Our moans getting louder once again, I begged for him to cum for me.

I pushed myself back against him, I could feel his balls tighten and his cock began to twitch. He started fucking me harder and harder with which each thrust. He let out a loud groan, thrusting his cock deep inside me. He started shooting his hot load inside me. We fell down against the sofa, smiling, breathless but there was no way this was going to be over just yet.

I was woken up at 8.30am by my phone bleeping from a text. Although I was feeling slightly hung over from a night out with the girls, these texts sure brought a smile to my face:

Rich: “Just woke up in Manchester after a night out with clients. This hard cock wants to know where you are”.

Me: “That’s quite a teasing way to wake me up! Did you have a good night?”

Rich: “Yea wicked. Still in bed. Thinking about maybe dragging myself homeward. I suppose I should..”

Me: “Still in bed? Damn…I wish I was there riding your cock”

Rich: “Now that would be a far better way to wake up that just lying here…”

Me: “Last I checked it’s not too much of a distance from Manchester to Leeds. I know it’ll mean driving a little out of your way but I promise I’ll make up for it”

He called me straight away to let me know he was on his way. I had an hour to look through my wardrobe and pick the perfect outfit, the one that screams “fuck me right here right now!”. I opted for the pearls, it was about time these made an appearance.

I opened the door to my apartment in my silk dressing robe and high heels. There he stood smiling, it was obvious what he was here for. I pulled him through the door, shutting it behind me. Dragging him in to the bedroom by his shirt over to the bed and pushing him down on it smiling.

I untied my robe letting it fall to the floor to reveal my pearl thong. His eyes moved from mine, down my body, carefully tracing every curve. I sat down over him, straddling in his lap. He placed his hands firmly on my waist as I began grinding my body up against his. My naked breasts so close to his face, my nipples lightly brushing against his lips.

His fingers began tracing over my ass, over each and every pearl slowly. He reached the pearls which were over the middle of my pussy lips, pressing into my clit. I let out a soft gasp when he began rubbing my clit using the pearls.

He looked up at me smiling, “Bend over the bed babe, pull your cheeks wide for me. I want to get a good view of your pussy.” He instructed me. I did as I was told.

He knelt behind me, teasing his tongue over my pussy lips, lapping at me hungrily, over the pearls which teased against my clit. He pushed two fingers deep inside me and began fucking me with them.

My hips were pushing back, I was desperate for more. I was far too horny for this kind of tease, I was desperate to be fucked but when I begged for him his words were “If you want my cock, you are going to have to cum over my face.”

With those worse he began teasing his tongue over my arse. I reached my hand between my legs and began rubbing my clit furiously. My hips were bucking wilder, my moans had become deeper and shaky.

His fingers worked faster in me I could feel my orgasm reaching and it did, I continued to rub, he continued to play my pussy clenching tighter and suddenly the waves began crashing through me. My knees were almost buckling.

Still his fingers inside me, thrusting in and out rubbing against my g-spot, it hit me again, another breath-taking orgasm. Immediately, he pulled his fingers out and suddenly I gushed in his face. My entire body was shaking, I fell on to the bed.

After a few moments I came back to the reality of where I was, who I was with. I rolled over on the bed biting my lip in a cheeky smile looking up as Richard climbed over me kissing his way up my body.

Firstly, I’d like to apologise for not posting this right away but after my night with Rich, as I arrived in the office I got pulled aside by my manager – I’ve got a promotion! Since the promotion I’ve been shockingly busy but I just have to share my night (in brief – I don’t want to give too much away) with Rich, with you…

As my train pulled in to London Kings Cross I felt nervous, I could feel my heart racing and as I left the train carriage walking towards the main exit I wondered if I’d manage to spot him straight away.

I knew I’d be travelling straight from work, and he knew that too so that morning clothes wise I opted for a black high waist pencil skirt showing my figure off perfectly. A fitted white short-sleeved blouse and black patent leather ‘Gil Carvalho’ 4 ½ inch stilettos. I looked fairly corporate but I knew I looked good. Besides, it’s what’s underneath that is the surprise.

I stopped on the concourse my coat folded over my arm, my Chloe handbag over my shoulder and my pull along luggage case in my free hand. I looked around and there he was outside of WH Smith. I bit my lip smiling.

We hadn’t seen each other in so long, but seeing him again brought it all back. We hung up and walked towards one another. He gave me a nice hug kissing me gently on the cheek, telling me “You look absolutely stunning”.

He looked hot too. He hadn’t changed one bit, only like myself he was a lot more corporate now and I couldn’t help but notice his Armani suit and Rolex watch. The same watch I spent a year saving up for as my brothers birthday present. He was never quite as flash as this in the past but I have to say – I like it.

He placed his hand on the small of my back as we began walking towards the taxi rank. All the usual small talk to fill the empty pauses, “How was your journey”, “Have a good weekend?” etc. He seemed just as nervous as I was.

Just as a taxi approached and I was about to open the door when he grabbed my hand, “Wait not yet!” He pulled me in close and kissed me softly on the lips. I smiled as we kissed and it developed from just a peck to a kiss with more passion. As we stopped kissing he placed his forehead against mine smiling.

When we got in the taxi the nervous sexual tension was noticeable but that kiss had really got me, I wanted more. I moved myself over so I was sat closer to him. He knew what I was up to and asked with a huge grin on his face “What are you thinking?”.

I raised my eyebrows playfully and leaned in ready to kiss him but we both paused for a moment. He placed his arm around me and pulled me in closer our foreheads against one another, our lips so close and finally we kissed again. Not full on “making out”, more gentle passionate kisses, nice and slow. We must have spent the entire journey kissing. The taxi driver had to tell us twice that we were at the hotel before we stopped to pay attention.

We entered the hotel, his arm around my waist. As we walked through the lobby I felt so taken back – I’d never been anywhere as amazing as this. We made our way over to concierge. I kind of left him to it when he was checking in. I was in awe of the place, the setting is just lovely and across from Hyde Park too.

We made our way towards the lift. Once inside and the doors were firmly shut he pushed me up against the mirrored wall. He went from kissing my lips to kissing my neck, nibbling on my earlobe, his hands playfully wandering over my breasts – slipping his fingers through the buttons and into my bra, teasing my already erect nipples. I like passion, love the way it can hit you like an adrenaline rush.

As the lift speakers sounded “Level 5” we got ourselves together and made our way to the room. He took my hand and started guiding me, he looked back at me as I bit my lip playfully and winked at him.

We reached our room, ladies first of course. He shut the door and when I looked back at him he fell back slightly in to the door, the filthiest smirk I’ve ever seen a guy wear.

I walked towards him like a tiger hunting her prey. I leaned in to kiss him but before our lips could touch I made my way down his body kissing over his clothes until kneeling on the floor my head level with crotch.

I could see the outline of his cock pressing hard against his trousers, begging for my touch, my mouth, my pussy. He’d get all of that but he’d have to be patient. I’m a girl who likes to take my time with a good thing. He helped me unbuckle his belt and loosen the button of his trousers.

I slid his trousers down along with his boxers. There his cock stood proud, I placed my hand around it only just able to close it. His whole body shivered at the first touch, I began working him with my hands, and I could feel him relaxing in to the motion. I bit my lip smiling looking up at him with my innocent eyes.

I stroked his full length as I gently kissed, licked and sucked at his balls. He began stroking his hand over my hair, clenching a fist full of it in his hand, not harshly, more a “nice way to guide”. I looked up at him and started to lick my tongue around the tip of his hard cock. I opened my mouth taking him completely inside, to the point where you he almost at the very back of my throat. He started rocking his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth. Gradually building up his pace, my eyes watering slightly as he almost choked me.

Groans escaped his mouth and he demanded that I take him deep throat, so of course I complied. He pushed his cock deep, my nose pressing hard against the lower area of his stomach, holding me there for a few seconds, his fist clenching tighter against my hair. He pulled out quickly so I didn’t choke. He looked at me smiling as my eyes watered slightly, I bit my lip and smiled back.

He rubbed his cock against my lips and again I opened my mouth, slowly he pushed his cock in my mouth, pushing my face hard against his stomach so I was taking everything that I could of his cock. Again he held me there, and again he quickly pulled out. I took his cock out of my mouth and began licking and sucking at his ball sac, working him in my hands again. His cock was twitching and I could tell he wanted to come. I began working him harder, begged him to cum in my mouth.

He replaced my hand with his and began masturbating his cock, the tip hitting my tongue as I watched every expression on his face. The way his mouth opened and his groans got louder had me more turned on than ever. He started shooting his hot thick load on my mouth, on my lips, dribbling down my chin. I licked every last drop from him, swallowing with a huge smile on my face.

…Of course, the night didn’t end here but you can guess where it led to. I must say, he made me do something I’d never managed to have with a guy before. During incredibly teasing oral sex and amazing “handy” work…or fingers (I’m too tight for a fisting) he made me gush, it was a feeling I’d never experienced before but god it was amazing. I was writhing uncontrollably on the bed, my whole body in a delightful, exploding, spasm.

Absolutely amazing…

Someone contacted me that I haven’t seen in 5 years, it’s given me butterflies. Everyone has someone who was “the one who got away” and this is him. When we were in touch, I still lived in Newcastle and he was living in Glasgow. It was quite a distance but we saw each other whenever we could. It was never a relationship but the chemistry was there.

We never officially dated, although we did go out a few times. We went for a bite to eat at pizza hut then to the cinema. He drove me home and walked me to my door. We shared a soft kiss, just a peck but I still remember now how good it felt. That kiss – and maybe this is why it sticks with me so much – was pretty much the last time we saw each other as I was moving away and gradually our contact faded.

He sent me a message last week and added me to his friends on Facebook. We’ve spoken a few times whilst I’ve been here in Rome but only brief calls during my hectic schedule and a few texts during the day. We’ve been talking like we never stopped in the first place.

…Last night after I got back to the hotel from shopping in Rome with Gabriella, I ended up having a very interesting conversation via MSN with him. He’d been to the Grand National races that day and I could tell he’d been drinking. Perhaps it had something to do with me texting him that afternoon, having drank a little too much rose wine. Here is our conversation:

Rich: …Now, about that hotel room. Your tits. My cock. Etc.
Me: My tits – your cock, my mouth – your cock, my pussy – your mouth, my pussy – your cock…the shower, the desk, the bed, against the door, the floor…
Rich: OK, so we’re agreed, in theory, that fucking and sucking each other to death is a good idea. Is this going to work in the real world? Can we hook up next week or are you tied down?
Me: Stop teasing me with the “tying down” you naughty boy. I want to know how big your cock is, the width, then I’ll decide if you’re worth the risk
Rich: The only thing I can tell you is that every woman that’s been there has loved my cock. I want my come on your tits in the real world..
Me: I’m in London next week, if you’re a good boy I’ll let you take me out and we’ll see where that leads us. At the moment, I’m thinking few drinks, skip dinner, your hotel room, only just making it through the door before I’m on my knees with your cock in my mouth. You mentioned earlier about spreading my legs and dining on my pussy, how about you stretching my tight pussy around your cock, and then letting me dine on your cock when you’re about to cum. Then you can dine on my pussy – make me cum on your face…
Rich: Now it’s all about anticipation. What does your tight pussy feel like around my cock? What does it taste like? As for time and place, the ball is in your court. I’m always on the move. You tell me. Anyways, you’ve given me something to wank over.
Me: Mmm I can picture it now, you’d tease and fuck me on with the head of your cock, and then when you push it completely inside me I’d let out such a loud gasp, your cock would feel so good inside me. I can imagine I’ll be gripping hard on to the bed sheets, especially if you fuck me doggy style, something about that position really REALLY gets me going. Receiving complaints from the other rooms over noise is likely to be a definite…can’t help it if others hear how much fun we’re having….can’t wait to take your cock deep throat and I can’t wait for you to fuck me good
Rich: Yeah, fucking you doggy, licking your pussy, slapping and licking your arse, shoving my cock down your throat, you slobbering on my balls while I play with your clit. Me licking your clit until you come in my face with my fingers playing away inside your pussy. All good. I’m hard. Where and when?
Me: Mmm, make me gag on your cock. I’d love that. Show me my place. God if only you could feel how wet you’ve made me…and you will.
Rich: I want your wet pussy in my face. How great is foreplay? How great is oral sex? I’m free Monday but I think this gig is all about when you can get away.
Me: Foreplay and oral sex are both amazing, I love to tease and I fucking love being teased, and I mean fucking LOVE it. You’re going to have me begging and begging for you to let me cum. Can’t do this Monday (flying back from Rome), but I could travel down on Tuesday night..
Rich: Tuesday would be good, by the way, the Mandarin Oriental in Knightsbridge is where it’s at. Last time I stayed there I was having G&Ts with Dustin Hoffman at the bar. Fuck that though, I’d rather have your wet pussy and a bottle of champagne. It’s all about your pussy, my cock and room service… Looking forward to whispering filth into your ear!
Me: Mmm looking forward to hearing you whisper filth in my ear, very hot. Dirty talk drives me wild. You’ll know in an instant.
Rich: I’m going to call you, give me 5 minutes…

He signed off after that and next thing I knew my phone was buzzing on the desk… let’s just say he had me writhing on the bed in less than 5 minutes, shaking and desperate cum. And of course I did. Mind blowing. Looking very forward to Tuesday…

This morning I arrived in Rome for the annual Partner & Associates conference. I’d spent the past three months organising the logistics and now it is all unfolding in front of me. The hotel is amazing – chosen for its prestige reputation and hospitality, even though functionality went out of the window first impressions are everything and this place has it all.

Tonight the evening is completely mine, tomorrow sadly I won’t have time for a lie in, and I won’t have a chance for an early night. In fact, the only “me” time I will have is the quick shower I can take between the conference and evening dinner – for which I have chosen THE perfect dress. I’ve even slyly edited the table plan so I’m sat next to the son of the Italian office Managing Partner.

I’m here until Sunday so the weekend, quite luckily, is mine and I’m very much looking forward to shopping, if only my Italian was fluent!

I’m currently sat in my hotel room and before you even think it, yes the TV has porn, however it’s Italian and it is pay per view – I fear that if I watch it for longer than 40 seconds it will appear on the room bill so I’ve been filtering through the numerous free online sites instead and I’ve struck gold.

One particular video caught my eye and it is something I’ve been thinking about a lot recently – a threesome – I want to experience it again, just me and two guys. I don’t necessarily want a threesome for the DP. It’s more the “spit roast” which gets me going. I watched the porn with envy, the girl impaling herself on a nice big cock as she rubbed her clit in a teasing way looking up in to the eyes of the guy whose cock was deep in her mouth.

That’s the one thing I love most – being fucked and filled, satisfied whilst satisfying. I’d love that again, and I know a few guys who would volunteer in an instant but thing is I know who would be perfect for this – but will I get what I want? I guess that’s where the art of seduction comes in handy…