I wrote this erotic story this evening… I wanted to start off the story with an introductory… a couple first meeting each other… and then as the months progress, the story will build and branch out into more sexual scenes… including more detailed encounters with each other, affairs, 3 some’s, makeup sex, and etc. What are your thoughts? I’ve attached it and pasted it below.

As I rushed down the stairs in my deep purple skin tight evening dress at a night club, I noticed something glimmer on the left side of me. Out of curiosity, I glanced over to gather more details on what spiked my interest. Ahhh…. What a pleasant smile that man had! My immediate response was feeling of shyness and to return the same warm and inviting smile. I wanted to stop so that I could speak to him. However, I had to continue walking downstairs to meet some of my business associates. I thought to myself, “I hope that I’ll have the opportunity to speak with him some time this evening. I hope… I hope… before another woman gets her foot in his door before me.“

When I walked back upstairs and headed to the backroom of the club, I saw him standing next to the bar. Yes! I definitely liked what I saw! There was my next window of opportunity. I approached the stranger to feel out the possible chemistry between us. During the first few minutes of our innocent “getting to know you” conversation, I had slowly put my hand under his jacket to feel his back’… an area that wasn’t too personal. I wanted to keep my investigation discrete and to maintain somewhat of a professional manner. Ooooh mmmmy! What a firm and defined back he had! Soft smooth skin… I gradually and gently moved my hand from side to side of his lower back. I had a vision of what he may look like under his baggy clothing. Due to my managing responsibilities for the club event, our conversation was limited. Prior to stepping away, we exchanged numbers.

Each time I felt a vibrating motion, I checked my cell phone to see who it was. It was that guy! Throughout the evening, he sent random sweet text messages while I scrambled throughout the club. I read each message anxiously with excitement as we kept our communication at surface level. His sweet gestures were brief… gave just enough information for encouragement that drew me closer to him. I looked forward to approaching him after the big finale of the event was over. When the pace of the evening slowed down, I didn’t find him. Shoot! He had slipped away unnoticed.

The following evening, I received a phone call from him requesting to see me. I invited him out to meet my girlfriend and I at a night club. We sat at a table continuing our “getting to know you” conversation. Someone walked by selling beautiful red roses. He purchased two of them…. One for me and the other for my girlfriend. Another sweet gesture that was a soothing breeze to my heart.

My mind and body were in conflict with each other. Deep within me, my body wanted him so bad. However, my spirit insisted that I withhold from sinful temptation for a much later time. When our evening at the location had come to an end, he wanted to spend the evening at my place. He told me that he just wanted to hold me without being sexual. Oh wow… The anxious devil on my left shoulder insisted that I say, “yes,” but the innocent angel on my left shoulder said, “let’s wait a while to see if his intentions were good and pure.” I didn’t want to portray the impression of being easy; but damn it! I’ve been living in a desert and have been on a drought that has been long overdue for some spring love. As a compromise, we made arrangements to spend time together the following day.

When I woke up that Sunday morning, my first action was to call him to get our day jump started. We strolled along the piers of San Francisco side by side… hand in hand… His respectable and patient interaction with me was triggering my hormones to gradually build from the center of my core to right under my skin. It was torture! At a standstill, I wanted soooo much more from him while trying to maintain respectable with a hint of innocence. Once again, I gave in to my little angel. We were on day 3 and the suspense of feeling what it would be like in a world of ecstasy was internally driving me bonkers!

On our way back home, he held my hand and slowly lifted it. He brought my hand in contact with his smooth lips. My left fingers and hands were soon smothered with wet, warm, and gentle kisses. I sat there without any motion as I was attempting to fight off my raging drive. I had visions of what it would feel like if he was to kiss the rest of my body just like that. Each kiss was pushing my sex drive closer to my limit. We reached our final destination point to where we were supposed to go our separate ways home. Again, he wanted to come over to my place and hold me without having sex. Oh wow… What was I going to do??? At this point, my body was saying, “hell yeah and we can do a lot more,” but then my other side laid heavily on my heart about what was morally right.

Wait! I wasn’t ready to let go. I’m at a red stoplight with a hot engine on the verge of over heating. Should I wait for the light to turn green and take this a step forward? I wanted to explore further into his vast territory. I was prepared to put the pedal to the metal. He slowly moved closer to kiss me on my lips and then worked his way to the side of my ear and down and around my neck. He slowly reached down to feel my pussy that was still covered. He smoothly worked his way to uncovering my treasure that I was trying to protect. At this point, I was completely defenseless to resistance. He exposed my smooth bare pussy where his fingers were in contact with it. He gently rubbed on my clit moving it slowly, back and forth. My pussy became overly sensitive and more wet by the minute. This crazy erotic force took control of my body and soul. I leaned over to stroke his big thick cock. His hardness was evidence of how bad he wanted to be in me. I leaned down to wrap my lips around his cock. I took him in deeper… deeper inside my warm super wet mouth. With my left hand, I pulled his skin down to the base. With my right hand and mouth, I continuously stroked him up and down. My insides were on fire and had its own throbbing pulse.

It was a done deal. If he was going to pursue any further, then I was going to hand my body over to him to do as he willed. He moved to the passenger side of the car as I sat on his lap. As we kissed, I pulled down my pants for easy access. He drove his large cock into my pussy. With his strong hands, he grasped onto my hips to lift me… and then pulled me down to push deep into me… as I grinded my pussy forward and backwards ensuring that every spot inside of me was touched. The rush of hormones erupted like a volcano. Mmmmmmm… More! More! I wanted more!!! He fulfilled what I wanted and pushed me down harder. Bottomed me out! My ass was slapping against him. My groaning turned into screaming from a wild passionate session. We could hear the slurping sounds from my wetness each time he pulled me down and entered. I felt him getting harder and growing bigger. With his last blow, I felt a river of fluid enter through his pulsating cock. Our grinding motions came to a halt. I rested on his lap leaned against him. He wrapped his hands around me giving me the feeling of comfort.

He wanted to extend our evening of a hot passionate night by concluding it with cuddling and falling asleep in each other’s arms. As baaad as I wanted to accept his offer, I with held with the intent. However, I had intentions of continuing where we left off at… with creating a deeper level of wild spontaneous sex through our newly established erotic journey.