Trolling Dating Site for a One Night Stand

COCO is a very attractive 30 year old single Asian woman living in a Dallas suburb. I chatted with her on a internet dating site and invited her to meet me at my gentlemen’s club. The dim lighting and musky smell of sex assaulted her senses, as her eyes struggled to adjust to the activity around her. I’m holding her hand in the lobby, my grasp became a firm grip on her upper arm as I confidently led her forward. Her palms are damp and she tries to subtly wipe them on her dress while keeping pace with my long strides. They passed through an octagonal room filled with couches, lounges, and pedestals — several of which are occupied by passionately embracing couples in various states of undress. A sex swing is in use at one side of the lounge, and a massage table is occupied across the room. Her pulse has begun to keep beat with the Techno music that is playing in the background as they advanced through the maze of lovers. Mounted high around the large space, there are scattered screens playing porn, presumably to encourage the mood through suggestion.

Drawing closer, her breath hitches as she notices more activity surrounding this central area. No walls contain the space; rather there are eight glass paneled rooms, some of which have deep red curtains drawn, others of which are wide open. In an 18th century themed room to her right, a shapely blonde woman is calling out in the throes of passion as her partner’s mouth was buried between her thighs. Through the glass side wall into the room next door, there appeared to be a threesome getting started on top of an office desk in a space filled with dark leather accents. Coco glances up at me as I lead her into this new world, her stomach clenching as she caught my hooded gaze taking in her shallow breaths and wide eyed stare.

Placing a possessive hand at the small of her back, I guide Coco into an empty room, dimly lit by wall sconces. As I close the door, Coco feels a small sense of relief. Had I left the door open, it would have been an invitation for other couples to join. For now, thick velvet curtains are drawn on the three glass paneled sides of the room, creating a private cocoon in which Coco gains her confidence. Vents high on the walls allows the sounds of neighboring activities to filter in, causing a pulse of arousal to go through her, as she feels her core clench in anticipation. It had been too long since she has been with a man, and her body is taking the lead over her brain. The intensity of the situation is so much more than she had anticipated, despite her research. Doubts and uncertainty begins to take hold, as she realizes that her actions has led her here, however unintentionally.

Taking a deep breath, Coco examines the space that is bathed in filtered red light. Dominating the center of the room is a circular platform bed covered in black satin and matching pillows. To the side is a modern red chaise lounge that reminds her of a long tongue. An ornately framed square mirror covered most of the rear wall — the only one that didn’t open up to other rooms, but it still left the feeling of being watched. Swallowing back a wave of dizziness, Coco didn’t allow herself to wonder what is stored in the dark chest in the back corner.

When she agreed to this “tryst” with this frustratingly domineering John Malone, it is fueled by liquid confidence and lust. Her research into the underground elite club scene had hit a dead end, and by pestering the ultra-elite Mr. Malone for information, she has no idea of the Pandora’s Box that she has opened. Though the sexual tension between them has been mounting, she has never crossed the line with a professional contact before. Now it is obvious that she is playing with fire, and she needs to decide if she is going to allow herself to be consumed, or run before getting burned.

Turning to voice her doubts, her breath caught when she met the smoldering gaze of a 55 year old man in front of her. Gray hair framed equally dark eyes that stares back at her like she is about to be devoured. Coco blushes as she is struck with the desire to bury her hands in the sexy waves of my hair like she has seen the woman do in the other room. She watches as I unbutton my black shirt, revealing an interesting signet tattoo that seems to be stamped over my heart. Stopping herself from reaching out to touch it, Coco wonders what the significance is of that intricate marking. Suddenly, she becomes aware of me watching her as she stares at my hairy chest. Smirking, I confidently move towards her, capturing her mouth with mine as I cup her full breasts under her sundress.

All thoughts in Coco’s head scatters as she became consumed by my mouth working hers. My lips are soft as they caressed hers, the kiss deepening as she begins to respond with a need she hadn’t realized she had. With each stroke of our tongues, Coco feels the room slip away as she holds on to me. Breaking my mouth from hers, I methodically kiss down her jaw, throat, across her collarbones … creating a liquid warmth inside Coco that begins to spread outward in waves. Gliding my hands down her shoulders, I slip the straps down, freeing her breasts as the dress pools down by her feet. My fingers tease her nipples as I find her mouth again, kissing her in a thorough exploration before moving my mouth down to claim her hard peaks. Coco’s limited experience with a older man up until this point had done nothing to prepare her for the responses of her body and the overwhelming need that is burning through her at my touch.

Coco moans as my mouth expertly works her nipples and my fingers travel down to caress her clit. Though she has been skeptical, my instructions to not wear any lingerie under her dress has proven beneficial for her. Shyly placing her hands on my shoulders for balance, Coco arches both her back and hips towards me so that she can increase the contact with my skillful mouth and fingers. Her head fell back in a gasp before I capture her lips again. My fingers continue to tease, keeping time with my tongue as I walk her backwards until her legs feel the satin covering of the bed. Laying her back, I pause to admire the view of her soft curves. My eyes never left hers as I gauged her reaction to the exposure. Coco feels naked, displayed, and incredibly aroused. The rational part of her wanted to shield her vulnerabilities from this virile man, but her hips betrayed her as they begin to writhe under my heated stare. Before her thoughts can continue, I swiftly buried my mouth between her thighs, causing her eyes to flutter close as she groans loudly. My tongue laps her up as my fingers probe her wetness and easily slide inside to find her sensitive folds of pleasure. Lost in desire, my head dips down to her core. She feels her pleasure mount higher as I masterfully took over her body and muted her mind. Suddenly, her body reacts in a primal response as her orgasm explodes; causing an exquisite release of the tensions she has been holding inside for too long. She cries out, arching her back and grabbing handfuls of my gray wavy hair as she rode the waves of seemingly endless pleasure.

As her moans begin to subside, I gently kiss the inside of both of her thighs before standing to quickly shed the black slacks that my full erection has been straining against. Authoritatively, I flip her trembling body over so that she is on her knees, with her glistening pussy open and ready for me. My hard cock throbbing as I roughly sink myself deep inside her, causing them both to gasp as her tightness stretches to accommodate me. I growl as Coco pants as I sheathed myself fully and deeply inside her, filling her more than she has ever experienced. Her earlier inhibitions seem to have vanished in the heat of passion. Never has she felt so free and wanton! Always one to be in control of her situations, Coco is lost to me and my prowess. Ass up, she reaches back to touch herself as she feels her pleasure mounting with each of my thrusts. I grab her hips firmly as I rode her hard, in a way that feels like I’m trying to satisfy a deep need. Her breath begins to quicken as she works her clit. Her insides begin to tighten down around my hard cock as she lost herself again, calling out as she feels herself reach higher in a full body release.

Drained, she collapses on the bed, eyes shut as she came down from the aftershocks after having come with such intensity. I roll her onto her back as she became aware of my shaft, still hard and tall, pressing against her hip as I slid her up onto the bed. I crawl up between her legs caressing my hands up the back of her thighs and under her hips as I lift her damp pussy up to meet my throbbing cock. Opening her eyes in surprise, Coco feels me slide inside her again, this time more gentle. It didn’t seem possible that she can take anymore, but as I slowly roll my hips into her, she feels every delicious inch of me, and lets herself be taken over for the third time. Moving with a slow precision, I thrust myself fully inside her welcoming warmth before withdrawing almost completely from her raised hips.