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This is a print version of story High Rise Whore by milfanne34471 from xHamster.com

High Rise Whore

Q was the third guy I saw after starting to indulge my lust. H was out of town and I needed a man. We started chatting on line and there was a connection. He was intelligent, witty, and well spoken. He was a very skilled flirt. I found myself sharing photos of myself with him within an hour. Something I would never have considered before that moment. He had nudes of me by the end of the second hour as I sat naked at my computer with my favorite vibrator deep inside me. From time to time I would sneak a hand from the keyboard and down to my dripping pussy. I would cum as soon as I touched my clit. He was getting to me. We agreed to meet for dinner the following evening.

We met for dinner at the agreed time and place. I was in a light summer dress, white lace bra, and high heeled sandals. Much to my surprise he was oriental. He was also very attractive and carried himself well. We had a lovely dinner and bottle of wine and I found myself opening another couple buttons on my dress as we talked. By the end of the meal he was getting tastefully discrete glimpses of my lace bra and it was obvious to all that my nipples were erect from his flirting. He suggested we go back to his place for coffee. For some reason I decided I would rather wait. Instead we elected to meet the next day for a second dinner and take it from there. He walked me to my car and we had a passionate kiss (or several) before I slid into my car as he held the door for me. I definitely made sure he had a great view up my legs.

We met the next evening at his building. He lived in a lakeside high rise that had a very nice open air restaurant. I wore a simple, low cut black dress that closed in the back, black lace bra, matching garter belt and stockings, and heels. Pearls and tasteful matching bracelet and anklet completed the outfit. I left my wedding rings at home. It was the first time I’d done this and I felt very naughty and sexy at the same. He met me in the lobby as planned and we had a very nice dinner on the patio. After a couple hours of fine food and flirting, a bottle of wine, and a wonderful soufflé I was more than ready to go upstairs. We kissed in the lobby as we waited for the elevator. I felt really sexy kissing him there in public, almost hoping someone saw us. It was strange – I felt naughty being with him without H knowing but I was also secure in H’s love for me and his willingness to indulge my desires. More kissing in the elevator with his one hand on my bare back and the other under my dress on my bare ass. I tickled his neck with one hand while the other cupped his hard cock thought his slacks. We got to his floor and I was feeling a little like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman as we walked down the hall to his apartment.

He opened the door and it was obvious he had prepared for me. The lights were low with soft jazz playing. A bottle of champagne was chilling in a high hat and flutes had been set out, along with chocolate dipped strawberries. We sat down on his couch and enjoyed a glass of champagne before beginning to kiss and explore each other. We ended up undressing each other there. He gave me a lovely orgasm orally (he was very skilled) and I was only too happy to return the favor. He was the first uncircumcised man I was with and it was fun to play with and explore this new cock. After swallowing every drop of him we had another glass of wine before he asked me to dance. We danced naked enjoying the sensation of our bodies against each other. When the song ended he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom.

He laid me on the bed in the dim light and began to kiss my toes. I lay back and let myself go and just enjoyed being there, the warm softness of his bed, the music, the sensation of being just buzzed enough to be completely uninhibited, the feeling of his hands and his mouth and his body against me. He kissed his way up my body not missing an inch until his lips were on mine and our tongues danced. Somewhere along the way he entered me and I remember realizing he was moving inside me without really realizing when or how he had done it. We made love for several hours until we fell asleep entwined. I woke up around three in the morning to the sensation of his entering me once again. Afterwards we slept for a couple more hours. I left his apartment a little after five, carrying my shoes and I’m sure looking well loved. It was one of the most romantic and special nights of my life. We never connected again.
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