This is a fantasy that I have had for a few years now; unfortunately, I have never fulfilled it. I am going to tell you how I would like it to happen. So, sit back and enjoy my imagination...
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God, he's hot. I think to myself as I steal another glance at the man in the vehicle beside mine. These daily trips across the river on the ferry tend to be boring, but when you have something that good to look at it'll make any time interesting. What makes him so sexy? I silently ask myself. Is it his features? His clothes? The car?
I give the car a once over. Yeah, it was pretty sexy itself. Black and sleek, you can practically see the speed and power oozing out from under the hood even as it sits silent on the rocking ferry. There is something to be said for a car that looks like that. I wonder idly what it would feel like to sit behind the wheel...
A movement from inside the car catches my eye. The man is leaning his head back against the head rest, stretching his legs and arms. The motions are causing his shirt to pull tight across his chest, straining the material at the buttons. Beneath the crisp, white fabric I can see muscles bunching from the languid stretch. Hmmm...I close my eyes and imagine running my hands up under that shirt. I can almost feel the starched material against my hands as I flex my fingers against the steering wheel.
I've gotta move, I think to myself. Feeling tingles in the base of my spine, I open my door and step out of my own car. I walk slowly towards the front of the swaying ferry. I love feeling the wind playing against my body as I look out across the river at the sun sinking into the dark water. As I lean against a side rail, I feel eyes roving over my body. I turn, half expecting to find a teenage boy or a biker behind me. I am pleasantly surprised to see the driver of that fabulous car looking through his windshield at me.
Our eyes seems to collide, and I can feel the force of that collision vibrate between my thighs. Wow! My god, his eyes are making my insides melt. I mentally shake myself as I turn back to the front of the ferry. Get a grip, girl, he's just a man. You're acting like a sex starved sixteen year old. Still, I can feel those hot, dark eyes roving over my body. My mind is buzzing. My body is jittery. All of this from just one brief look. I glance back over my shoulder. There it is again; that melty, liquid feeling. I blush. Now, I may not be very young anymore, but I doubt any woman could stand upright under that gaze and not flush slightly. It feels as if his finger tips were grazing my body everywhere his eyes touched.
I turn to face him more fully, bracing myself against the rail with my arms. His gaze has settled on my breasts. I can feel my nipples harden and press against my blouse. The wind blows, molding my clothes to my body. It felt as if even the wind was fanning the fire that this man was igniting in me.
Those smoldering eyes lock onto mine. He smiles, and it turns all those tingles into lightening bolts. I feel as if I have eletricity piping through my veins. Never in my life have I been turned on so much by just a look. This stranger runs his fingers through his hair, disheveling it. What I wouldn't give to be straddling his lap and yanking on that gorgeous black hair myself. I grin slightly at the thought.
This little smile must have intrigued him, because next thing I know he is out of his car heading in my direction. "Penny," he says.
"Excuse me?" I ask in confusion. Between those looks and the shock of him actually approaching me, I was slightly addled.
"For your thoughts," is his reply. He grins, " I know it's not very original, but it's better than starting out by telling you that I would love nothing better than to rip your clothes off and take you right here against the railing." I am speechless. What exactly can I say to that? I decide to brazen it out.
"Actually, the same thing has crossed my mind also." Score one for me. I can tell by his sharp inhalation that I have managed to catch him slightly off guard. I like the feeling. I grin wickedly and look up at him through my lashes. I lean into him slightly and whisper against his ear, " You do know that at this time of night that there is probably no one on the upper deck, don't you?"
His hand shoots out and grabs my face, cupping my chin in his palm. He looks at me intently. He lowers his lips, barely brushing them over mine. My tongue flicks out. I rub the very tip over the outline of his firm bottom lip. He groans. He steps back as he grabs my hand. Slowly he turns and tugs me towards the stairs leading to the upper level.
My red heels make a clacking sound as we start up the stairs. He stops, turns and looks down at me. "You're sure about this?" I nod, feeling to flustered to speak. "Good." He grins and yanks me onto the tiny step with him. He pushes his body against mine, shoving me against the wall of the small stairwell. I press my hips against his as I feel arms go around my waist pulling me towards him. I'm loving the feel of his masculine body against mine. His is hard and powerful in all the right places; mine is soft and yielding.
That first kiss is mind blowing. I feel it down to my toes. His tongue rubs against mine, pressing into my mouth, mating with my tongue. The kiss seems to go on forever. Body rubbing against body as we cling to each other in that dim stairwell. Slowly our lips part. A gentle kiss is pressed against my mouth as I open my eyes.
In the very next second, I am being yanked upwards. "Hurry!" he says, pulling me behind him. I quickly follow him, trying to keep my balance in my high heels.
As we reach the next level, I am pulled into a hard embrace as he presses his now throbbing erection against my middle. I rise up on my toes to rub my cleft against him. I grind slowly on him, loving the way the pressure feels. I run my hands up his chest as he grabs the front of my shirt and yanks. Buttons make tiny pinging sounds as they crash to the floor. I gasp. He smiles wickedly. I wrap my hands around his neck and yank his mouth down onto mine. I bite his lower lip, sucking it greedily into my mouth. I lave at it with my tongue as I begin to grind my middle against him.
I roll my shoulders back, allowing my white shirt to fall to the gritty floor. I reach up and begin to tug the knot out of his tie; I quickly release the buttons from their holes. His hands are reaching around my back; he snaps open the clasp on my red bra. It falls to the ground. My black skirt is the next to go; I reach behind my waist to pull the zipper down.
Silky black hair brushes over my chest as this stranger lowers his mouth to my eager nipples. He takes my rigid tip into his hot mouth, laving it with his tongue, sucking greedily.
My skirt falls silently onto the pile of discarded clothing. I undo his belt and slacks, and slip my hand into the waist of his shorts as he continues to torment my breasts. He grips my waist roughly as I wrap my fingers around his throbbing cock. Moving my other hand to massage his balls, I slide my fist down his hard shaft. I glide my hand over this wonderfully full, thick cock as I continue to tease his scrotum. I know that I will have bruises later where his hands are digging into my hips, but I feel that it is definitely a price worth paying for this already pleasant interlude.
This stranger begins to kiss my mouth again, nibbling and licking my slightly swollen lips. "Baby, you have the sweetest mouth and the best fingers," he groans.
I stop moving my hands. He opens his eyes and looks at me. Smiling, I say, "You just think you like them now." I drop to my knees on the cold gritty floor.
"Mhhh, I love looking at you wearing nothing but those damn sexy, red heels kneeling in front of me." I smile as I grab his twitching cock. I run my tongue slowly around the head as I look up into those sexy dark eyes. I suck deeply, pulling the head completely into my hot mouth. I hear him groaning as I rub my tongue firmly over the tip. I begin to slowly suck his cock, inch by inch, into the wetness of my mouth. I grip his ass and pull, sending his throbbing shaft down my throat. I hear him stifle a yell as I bob my head ever so slightly, gulping on him. With a sucking sound my mouth slides upward, stops as it approaches the head, and then drives swiftly back down his now wet length.
His fingers are gripping my head, tearing my hair down; I never notice. My mouth seems to have developed a mind of its own. It is bobbing quickly, my tongue rubbing, my lips tightening. I love the feel of this throbbing, twitching cock between my lips.
I pause slightly as I hit the base of his shaft. I sink my teeth very delicately into his tight skin. With great care, I slide my teeth up his cock; exerting just enough pressure to give pleasure, not pain. My lips glide right behind them, soothing the lightly abraided flesh. "God, woman, I don't know how much more of this I can handle," he moans.
My lips slide back down his cock. I begin sucking greedily again. His hands tighten in my hair, pulling . He begins to thrust into my mouth. "Yess, fuck yeah," he moans. I grip his ass, digging my nails into his skin. I jerk his hips repeatedly towards me as he continues to thrust into my hot mouth.
"Oh, god, baby...Ahhh, yeah." He slides his hard cock deep into my throat. My lips tighten around the base, and my tongue is massaging the underside, sliding up and down. I slide one hand between his thighs and begin to caress his balls.
"Ohh, hell, I'm gonna cum, baby!" I suck deeply on his twitching cock. "Ahhh, don't stop, baby, don't stop." I continue to deep throat him as I rub his balls. I hear him groan loudly; he yanks sharply on my hair, burying his cock even deeper into the wet heat of my mouth. I feel the jerks in my mouth as hot cum begins to shoot down my throat. I moan, loving the thought of this sexy stranger cumming in my mouth.
I slowly slide my mouth off of his relaxed shaft. As I rise to stand in front of him, he grips my shoulders and pulls me into him for a deep kiss. He smiles slowly at me as he leans back." I hate to tell you this, but we're about to dock," he says.
I glance over my shoulder towards land, and sure enough, in another five minute or so we would be docked. "Well, hell," I say. I bend over to grab up my clothes as he straightens his own. He steps up behind me as I pull on my skirt.
"Allow me," he says as he pulls up the zipper of my skirt. When he is done he reaches around me to cup my full and still aching breasts, "Are you going to be on this ferry tomorrow evening?"
"I ride this thing every night," is my reply.
"In that case," he responds as he bites my ear lobe, "I'll be looking for you tomorrow night to be right back here wear another pair of those sexy heels; I can't wait to see you again in nothing but those sexy high heels."
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And that's my fantasy of meeting a sexy stranger. Now you know a little bit about me...
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