The night I met her, the day she left.

[Ho****]

It was a hot day, the kind where your clothing sticks to your skin without trying. I (35M) was walking into the venue. But something didn't feel right as I pass through the crowd.. I could feel eyes on me.

Thinking nothing of it at first, there are people everywhere, of course I'm being looked at like everyone else here. But after entering through the gate and finding the beer tent, I couldn't shake it anymore, someone was watching me.. following me.

As I scanned around the moving crowd I didn't see anything at first, just people milling about before the main event, but my eyes wandered to a spot repeatedly by the main speakers, nothing was there..

Later that evening I still couldn't shake this feeling that I was being followed, I went to the bathroom, I was having so much fun enjoying meeting people and the music that I'd held it in too long.

As I step to the urinal I realized it's quieter in here, much quieter.. and I feel like I am alone..

"I've been watching you.." a woman's voice, quiet, but unmistakable..

I tense, had I walked into the wrong bathroom?

Before I could turn around to say anything she was behind me... I could feel her presence almost like a burning energy.. *** coursed through my body, I was in trouble, I could feel it.

As I began to put myself back in my pants, I felt her hand reach around to my belt.
"Aww but I wanted to see it."

She unbuckles my belt and guides my hand away with hers.. I turn around.

Before me is a woman a full 3" shorter than me, her face ***ted pale, with goth makeup, and a corset showing her ample breasts, I can feel my *** pressure spike and my heart race, what if, what's going on, who might see us.

She reaches into my pants as I turn and grasps my member, we lock eyes.. as I go to apologize she kisses my lips passionately.. I can't help but do the same.. I've been caught, I can't escape...

A moment goes by but it feels like an eternity, as I grow harder by the second..

She pulls her lips away from mine, "good boy."
She says in a low voice.. "are you going to give me what I want?"

I stammer "wh-what do you want?"

"The energy you showed in the pit, make me feel that. If you do I will reward you."

As she removed her hand from my pants pulling my erect cock with it, I look down, and am met quickly with a slap to the face.. light but serious..

First anger strikes me, I feel the urge to yell who are you, what is this!

But as our eyes meet again, I see that she's softened her expression... Her eyes look sad, like she expected me to strike back at her..

I realize now what she wants.. it took so much for me to get it, but I understand now..
I lean forward to her ear and whisper

"have you been good? Or are you bad and need to be punished?"

Fire ignites in her eyes as I stand upright, "I've been bad.. and I need you to make me be a good girl..."

With that I gently place a hand around her throat and press her to the wall while leaning in to kiss her with passion.. as I pull away from the kills to catch my breath, she grabs my hand and all but pulls it from the socket yanking me into a stall and begins to remove her underwear past her black and red skirt.

She looks into my eyes, as I turn around from locking the door, "harder this time.." she says with a serious face, and with that I grab her and begin to kiss her neck passionately, as I work my way up to her ear my hand moves from her waist, and slides up to her breast, I turn her away from me and can smell her perfume mixed heavily with her sweat.

I kiss the back of her neck and bit slightly as my hand moves around her breast to her throat.. and I feel her hand guide my cock to her.. as I continue to kiss her neck she slides me between her thighs and pushes back against my pelvis. I can feel the heat and moisture from her. She whispers "fuck me" and with that invitation I gently thrust my cock into her and tighten my grip on her throat.

I begin slowly, unsure how rough I should be, but she insists with every thrust, harder, *** me.. harder.. now she leans forward away from me kissing her neck, my hand still on hers and in a whispered yell through my grip she says "fuck me hards, use both hands."

I grip her neck searching for the veins with my fingertips, and begin to thrust wildly, deep passionate thrusts, I can feel as she spasms, and every part inside of her, finding the patch behind her pubis-mans I focus my attention there, as she begins to squirt and spasms, I start to climax as well, and she abruptly pulls away from me.. turns..

"Good boy.. now, for your treat." She lifts her skirt and gestures, as I kneel she grabs my hair and draws my face closer "clean it.. and we can go again, this time I'll let you finish."

I never did see her again after that day... When I left the venue I could feel her watching me leave, a good boy, a hunted prey.. she was commanding, but gentle.. and when he finally got what she wanted, she left me there.. spent.. gasping for breath with her taste in my mouth... I'll never forget the day she left that room.

Just off the top of my head I wrote this, is it my ideal scenario? Who knows.. but I thought it was hot.

[wa****]

What a hot scenario

[Ho****]

2 hours ago, watervliet231623 said:

What a hot scenario

Thanks, I wrote a lot.

If you have a scenario in your head and would like a story about it, message me with some details and I'll see what I can do to make it happen.

Sometimes I find when you let someone else write about your kink, you spend less time making up details (leave that to me) and more time focusing on how your fantasy became something you can read and imagine.

[wa****]

I get back to you on that thank you