Fucking Rich (literally)
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…