1. Just Call Me Sir- Chapter 1


    Date: 9/30/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Hotpants66, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I don’t think I had ever seen a man so handsome. He was tall, fit, clean cut but with that bad boy look, his dark suit fit him like a glove and dark sunglasses that gave him a bit of a mysterious edge. Sitting at the table talking on his phone, appearing to not notice anything or anyone around him, looking so incredibly sexy. His call ended, he finished his drink and stood to leave. Thinking to myself, no please don’t go, I realize I’ve been staring at him. He looks toward the sidewalk and then toward the back of the outdoor café, he starts walking in my direction. I quickly look away hoping he didn’t notice me staring. I’m looking down at my phone and feel someone stop next to me. I look up to see a killer smile. “I hope you have enjoyed yourself Miss, but I must be on my way.” I feel my cheeks turning red as I try to apologize. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare, but I do believe you are the most handsome man I have ever laid eyes on.” “Is that so?” I wish I could run away. “Yes that is so.” Hoping that will satisfy him and he will be on his way before I make more of a fool of myself, I glare at him. He leans in so close that I feel my pussy throbbing, whispering in my ear. “Perhaps you should be taught to not be so obvious about your desire.” My cheeks are on fire, and I’m sure bright red. “Well I told you I am sorry, I don’t know what else to say.” I decide that if he won’t leave I will. I slide my chair back, stand and begin to walk away. He grabs my arm, and pulls me ...
    back. “I wasn’t done speaking to you.” Who does he think he is? “Well I am done, again I’m sorry for staring.” I pull my arm away from his grasp and head for the sidewalk. Walking toward my car I feel like he’s following me but do not want to give him the satisfaction of looking back to see if I’m right. I unlock the car and slide in. When I reach to close the door he stops me. He leans in, grabs the back of my neck and kisses me so hard it literally takes my breath away. He then backs away and goes to shut my door, but pulls it back open. “I will be calling, don’t let my call go to voice mail.” He shuts the door and walks away. I laugh as I think to myself, you don’t even know my name much less my phone number, but I sure wish you did. The skin on the back of my neck is tingling from where his hand held me, there is an ache between my legs that makes me wonder, if one kiss caused this what would having him in bed be like. I toss and turn unable to sl**p, he’s in my head, and I can’t seem to stop thinking about that kiss. Wondering would I ever see him again, knowing I won’t, I finally drift off. His hands and lips all over, his tongue is magic. His cock fits me so perfectly, bringing me to orgasm after orgasm thrusting into me hard. He looks into my eyes, “don’t send me to voice mail.” I sit straight up in bed, covered in sweat, with my hand buried in my wet pussy. Gasping for air, realizing it was dream. Damn that sexy man. Days and nights of him running around in my head ...
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