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Open season with my fuck buddy

My name is Cleopatra, a 35-year old executive assistant at a pharmaceutical company. I am always seeking new, memorable adventures. Although I have enjoyed a fair share of exciting romantic experiences, nothing prepared me for an encounter with the man who I prefer calling my fuck buddy. It all started when I attended my cousin's wedding about 30 miles from my hometown. The event left an indelible mark on many levels. The wide variety of guests who graced the occasion comprised of high profile individuals, including captains of industry, politicians and a dozen celebrities. I thoroughly enjoyed mingling with the crowd. The interactions entailed the normal chit-chat about work, politics and the social scene as I hopped from one table to another.

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"He found me half naked and ready to go."

Amidst all the razzmatazz, I was unaware that my escapade was driving me on a collision course. As I worked the tables towards the main entrance, I noticed a gentleman in a classic ivory tuxedo sitting on a table two rows from where I sat. His square-jawed good looks caught my roving eye. He quickly noticed me and the situation fast became a staring contest. The lady sitting next to me picked up the vibe and said “I think the gentleman in ivory has the hots for you”. With that statement, I decided it was time to make my move. I stood up and walked a few rows from where I had been sitting. I greeted a couple sitting next to my target's table and they invited me to join them. I sat with my back towards my object of desire. Now that I was within striking distance, I wanted to see if he would take the initiative and approach me.

Hook, line and sinker

As I sat there with the young couple, I barely focused on the conversation. My mind wandered about the gentleman sitting at the table behind me. I could sense I was being watched very closely. The confirmation I needed came a couple of minutes later. A husky voice interrupted the proceedings, “Ma'am, would you dance with me?”. After the bombshell, my mind went into a spin. It took me a while to regain composure. Before I could turn and answer, he gently tapped on my shoulder and said “Ma'am”. My heartbeat paced as I gracefully turned, looked up and said “Yes, I would like that”.

His face lit up as he smiled and took my hand. I bade farewell to the young couple and we headed for the dance floor. My cousin and his bride were already on the dance floor enjoying their big day. As I basked in the strong arms of my dance mate, I picked the smell of an exquisite cologne. I looked up and our eyes locked. He leaned forward and whispered into my ear, “My name is Bill”. “Good to meet you, Bill. I am Cleopatra”. The introductions signalled the beginning of something special. Whenever he had held me close on the dance floor, I could feel his bulging manhood. From that moment, I decided to take him home with me and it turned out the feeling was mutual.

Rock my world

On our way from the wedding, Bill stopped by the service station to buy condoms. Before getting out of the car, he asked “Which flavour you prefer?”. “Skin to skin”, I answered. My reply seemed to have caught him by surprise, but he proceeded into the shop. He came back with a box of chocolates and no condoms. “Didn't you forget something”, I asked. “No, they are out stock”, he replied with a silly grin on his face. As he started the car, I could smell and taste fresh sperm already. My vagina swelled and became moist while nipples stiffened. I was very quiet for the remainder of the journey. My body was going bonkers; my feel-good chemicals were firing fast. I was now wired for imminent sex. The mood in the car was simply euphoric.

When we arrived at home, I took a quick bath and slipped into strategic lingerie. I picked my most exquisite skivvies to set the mood – a lace bra and ultra-sexy underwear. By that point, I was determined to give as much pleasure as possible. I dashed into the bedroom and made last minute changes as Bill waited for me in the lounge. I wanted the bedroom ambiance to get my fuck buddy in the mood without turning it into a shagadelic Austin Powers bodoir. Instead, I added a candle, a few sultry accents and soft music in the background, including a good bottle of wine. The intensity of anticipation got the better of my fuck buddy and he made his way to the bedroom. He found me half naked and ready to go. He drew both my arms and placed them on his bottom. I loved the feeling of his full, firm buttocks in my hands. Bill proceeded to grope my bottom and started deep kissing. After a while, he took a break and just squeezed my behind. I could feel his throbbing manhood. The scene drove me closer to the edge. I wanted his penis inside me so badly.

Let the magic begin

My fuck buddy gently planted his lips on my clavicle (collar bone) and ran his tongue all the way to my ear. “What is he doing to me?”, I thought to myself as he nibbled my earlobe. He whispered something naughty in my ear, but I was too engrossed in the moment to reply. I felt his lips catching my upper lip and he closed his mouth before sucking lightly. I pushed him onto the bed, unzipped his trouser, knelt down and engulfed his penis in my wet, warm mouth. I raised my head to look at his face as I began sucking his hard dick. It seemed he wanted to say something but was too paralysed with pleasure. Before long, Bill's pulsating penis showered me with hot cum. We switched roles after he recovered from the orgasm. My dream fuck buddy removed all his clothes before gently pulling down my panties and unclipped my bra.

He cupped my breasts while his tongue toyed around my clitoris. I went berserk. I arched my back and moaned as orgasm rocked my body. My tall, dark and handsome fuck buddy proceeded to direct his large penis into my wet and pulsating vagina. Strong sensations started building up again while he pumped gently in a rhythmic fashion. Judging from his gyrations, this man had skills. He hit all the right spots as if he changing gears on his vehicle's manual transmission.

It felt like he read my mind; he changed pace and direction of thrusts at just the right time. My entire body roared with pleasure. In appreciation, I yelled his name whenever he changed rhythm or direction. Bill was the king of love bites. My fuck buddy delivered them so skilfully, my pussy got wetter with each tender bite. As the bumping and grinding went on, he would momentarily bite my lower or upper lip. This trick eventually generated an earth shattering orgasm that left me so tired, I slept like a baby for hours.

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