Encounter
“Let’s meet.”
Those two words sent a shock of excitement to Opal’s core. She could feel her pulse quicken.
Her mind whirled as she typed out a reply, “Yes.”
A hotel, a room number and time was sent to her. The message said simply 2pm.
Her heart raced.
She checked google maps to see how long it would take to get to the hotel. She had only twenty minutes to get there. She hurried to the bathroom to run a brush through her hair and apply makeup.
A few minutes later she was sitting in her car dismayed that she was about to have sex with an anonymous stranger.
Not two weeks before she had been complaining to her friend that she was bored and frustrated with her life. She worked an unsatisfying customer service job and shared an apartment with that friend.
Her friend recommend that she check out a website that had adult role-playing. That really opened her eyes to a lot of things. As she met guys on the website and chatted with them, she started to feel powerful. She learned she could talk to a maximum of four guys at once.
Then she met him.
He insisted she call him Daddy.
Over the two weeks they role played more and more. She found herself looking forward to what he called “their sessions”.
He insisted that his name was not important. That it was important they stay anonymous.
He only knew her by her pseudonym, “Tal,” and she knew him as, “Daddy.”
She drove to the hotel.
Opal sat in the car for a few moments, hesitating. Biting her lip, she signed into the website in her phone.
As though he knew her thoughts, there was a message waiting for her, “Come to me.”
She got out of the car slowly and made her way to the hotel. She went to the third floor and stood at the door hesitantly.
The door opened.
He wore a mask so she couldn’t see his face. He wore a black collared shirt and black pants.
She stepped into the room, and he closed the door behind her.
Then his lips were upon hers. There was a gentleness to his kiss but an urgency. He licked the seam of her mouth, his tongue seeking entry. She let him in as his hands moved all over her body. He ran his hands over her breasts and then grabbed her butt.
She moaned into his mouth, and that’s when he started slow walking her to the bed.
He swiftly pulled her shirt off over her head, and then they resumed the kiss. There was a primal need in both of them.
Her bra fell to the floor and was followed by his pants. They broke their kiss one more time as he ripped off his shirt.
Now, their skin was pressing against one another. Just the touch of his skin against hers was electric. He groped her breast, and she arched her back.
He didn’t bother pulling down her skirt. He just hiked it up over her hips and tore off her panties.
He dropped between her knees and she felt his tongue against her clit. He buried his face in her folds as she reached down and ran her fingers through his dark hair.
She moved in time to the rhythem of his tongue moaning with every thrust. Then he slid a finger into her and she gasped as she came for the first time.
He smiled against her folds a deep throaty laugh emanating from him. He’d bet her that he would make her cum from just oral but she hadn’t believed him.
“Daddy,” she moaned as he locked eyes with her and he slid in a second finger. She arched her back again and thrust her hips towars him.
“Ride my fingers baby girl,” he whispered to her and she felt her muscles clench as she came again.
Opal threw back her head her body going limp as he slid his fingers out of her.
There was a victorious smile on his face as he climbed on top of her in the bed. She felt her nipples dragging along his chest as he leaned against her his hips settling on either side of hers.
He kissed her urgently one hand rubbing her breast as she felt the tip of his manhood at her folds.
When he penetrated her she moaned and came again writhing beneath him. He smiled against her lips as he slowly rotated his hips. He was slow but determined in his actions. Sweat beaded on his forehead and fell onto hers.
They moved in tandem their desire for each other matching perfectly. She matched every thrust of his hips. The sound of flesh slapping filled the room broken only by their combined moans.
He pulled out suddenly making her feel empty.
She melted in protest, “Daddy?”
He flipped her over pushing her face down into the bed her butt in the air. Then he entered her again from behind. She came immediately and collapsed on the bed.
“Come back, baby,” he said with a laugh and grabbed her hips, holding her in place.
With each thrust, she came harder and harder. Her cries punctured the air as she lost all inhibitions.
Then his movements speed up and became more frantic as he reached his own climax. With a final thrust, she felt him explode within her, and she came a final time.
He tumbled, spent beside her, pulling her close so that her head was upon his chest, and she felt her eyes grow heavy.
She woke a few minutes later.
The realization of what she had done crashed into her, and she gently removed herself from his side.
She dressed quickly and was out of the hotel room her panties immediately damp with their combined juices.
Before she knew what she was doing, she was halfway home. She didn’t know if Daddy would be upset she had run. Would he want to meet again?
What exactly was she doing with him?
Was this just one quick fling?
