Great ones, Mallory. Got me turned on just thinking about the possibilities. Come on, sexies. Let’s do some of these, and if they get us panting (and if you wish), I’ll put some up on the blog.

Ok, so, uh like…. I ordered the wig!!!

Reddish brown!!

Okay, last weekend, met him at the bar. We had decided before hand that we would pretend we were strangers, and he would have to pick me up. I am usually modest, but was in a black dress very low cut, new pink shelf bra, stockings, makeup much heavier than usual. I walked in and panicked. the entire bar was all men, and jam packed in tight cliques. a convention or something must of just let out. My plan had been to be flirting with someone quietly at the bar when he walked in, but apparently I was going to have to go much bigger. Fuck it, I pushed up to the bar, ordered, looked around and smiled. It was even easier and faster than I had hoped to stick up a conversation. Many of the men were more than a few drinks in, and ready to notch things up a bit.

Cont… Three and four

When I got there, I had become rather assimilated and was telling stories in the middle of a group of men. He came up to the bar nearby, and ordered, turned and watched, slowly worked into the conversation, then managed to get himself next to me. I was struggling to hold up the front more than he was I believe, he at least looked effortless, while I was clearly starting to struggle. As soon as he was close to me, I was ready to just fall against him, press my lips into his neck. It was physically increasingly challenging not to. When he announced he was leaving, I said I’d better call it a night too. We walked out together. It was late. It was dark. Once outside, I did lean Into him. He lifted the skirt of my dress. The stockings were thigh highs and I know better than to be wearing panties. He complimented me, told me I looked beautiful, kissed me, there was some conversation, then he pinched my lips and started walking forward without letting go. I went. He said, he was ready to have what was his. We are a kink couple, but this night would not necessarily have looked kinky from the outside, rather teased me exquisitely then fucked me relentlessly, alternating primally and sensually well beyond where I had any sense left to manage myself at all.