I walked in and stood in the middle of the room. He leered at me as he slowly walked around me looking me up and down like he was inspecting and appraising me. In my stripper heels we were now similar height, though he was the much larger man.
As he walked behind me there was a ‘thwack’ as his strong masculine palm smacked my pvc covered bottom. It was more shock than pain. “Did you like that, slut?” He asked. “Yes sir” I replied. ‘Thwack’ another spank on my bottom, almost making me unbalance on my platform heels. He merely grinned and said “good girl”. I’d never been called a girl before, but here I was, in stockings, knickers, bra, heels and mini dress at the mercy of a stronger man.
He walked back in front of me. Only inches between our faces as he continued to ogle me. I felt so desired. I could smell the aroma of tobacco around him. As a non-smoker who normally hated the smell of cigarettes, this contrast turned me on even more. He then held the back of my head and unexpectedly, and roughly, kissed me. I’d snogged plenty of girls before but this was different. It was aggressive and animalistic as his strong tongue pushed in to my mouth. It was electric and erotic and my cock was absolutely straining in my knickers and against the tight minidress.
He then pulled away and said “right, get on your knees where a slut belongs”. I duly complied and I was now level with his crotch which was only inches away. He slowly pulled down his joggers and pulled them off over his boots so he was now stood in his boots, socks, grey boxers and t shirt. I could see the outline of his cock through his boxers. I’d seen pictures from when we were texting but this was now real and I couldn’t wait to see it. Instinctively I reached out a hand to touch it. “Oh you are an eager slut aren’t you” he asked. The truthful answer was “yes I am, Sir”. As I touched his cock through his boxers. It felt solid and much bigger than mine. “Good little whore” he said, and I actually felt pleased with the praise. He let out some soft gasps to let me know he was enjoying it and I was enjoying the feeling of his cock getting absolutely rock hard at my touch.
“Right, slut, it’s time to take these boxers off” and following his instructions, and trying to be as seductive as possible, I slowly stopped rubbing him and moved my hands to the waist band of his boxers, slowly pulling them down, eager for the moment his cock would spring out…..
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