Hey baby…

Oh my gosh, you guys, I have to tell you about this one night stand that still makes my cheeks flush pink every time I think about it. It was one of those electric evenings where everything just… clicked, you know? I was at this cozy bar near campus, sipping on a fruity drink, my hair falling in those wavy pink and blue streaks, feeling a little flirty in my short skirt and crop top.

That’s when he caught my eye — this sexy, muscular guy in his 40s, all confident and dominant with that intense gaze. He had this way of looking at me like he already knew what I wanted, and honestly, it made my heart race. We started talking, his voice deep and smooth, and before I knew it, we were laughing, touching arms, the chemistry building like crazy. He was so sure of himself, leaning in close, whispering things that made my skin tingle.

We ended up back at his place, and oh wow… he didn’t waste any time. He pinned me gently against the wall, his strong hands sliding up my thighs, lifting my skirt as his lips crashed into mine. I melted right there, my body responding to every touch, every command in his tone. “Undress for me,” he said, and I did, slowly peeling off my top, my bra, feeling his eyes devour me. My nipples hardened under his stare, and when he cupped my breasts, squeezing just right, I let out this little gasp that made him smile.

He was so dominant, guiding me to the bed, his muscles flexing as he stripped down too. God, his body was incredible — broad shoulders, defined abs, and that thick, hard length that made my mouth water.

He spread my legs wide, his fingers tracing my inner thighs before dipping between them, finding me already so wet and slippery for him. “Good girl,” he murmured, and that sent shivers through me. He teased me with his tongue first, lapping at my folds, sucking gently on my clit until I was arching and moaning, my hands in his hair. It felt so naughty, so intense — my pussy throbbing as he brought me right to the edge, then pulled back, making me whimper for more.

When he finally slid inside me, it was pure bliss. He was big, filling me completely, his hips thrusting deep and steady, his hands pinning my wrists above my head. I wrapped my legs around him, rocking with every powerful stroke, our bodies slick with sweat. He flipped me over, taking me from behind, his palm on my back as he pounded harder, my face buried in the pillow to muffle my cries. It was so erotic, the way he controlled the pace, building me up until I came undone, my walls clenching around him, waves of pleasure crashing over me.

He finished with a low groan, pulling out and spilling hot across my back, leaving me breathless and glowing. We lay there for a bit, his arm around me, but it was just that one wild night — no strings, just pure heat. Thinking about it now gets me all worked up again… what about you?

Tell me your fantasies…
I’m listening.