What He Missed Part 1

 Previously posted on fetlife at darkmistress1213

© Mistress Dark Pen 2005-2022

I was stood up . . . but no one wants to hear about how I wanted hours for a loath fellow who never called or came.
However. . .
These are the things I would have done to him had had he showed up. . . Oh the naughty weekend, we would have had. . .

We would have had a nice lunch: have good food and talk about random things . . . jobs, hobbies, car, TV shows, movies etc (and of course you don’t never want the details with the clothes on. . .)

Then we go to the store. . .
List

1. Soda
2. Chocolate
3. Munchies
4. Condoms
5. Whipped cream
6. Tape
7. Scissors

Then if things go well . . . I would have us go to the hotel . . . and we play truth or dare. . .
Truth for me “Do you like me?” he would ask. “I like what is going on so far.” I put a do not disturb sign on the door.
He would pick dare (It seemed most men liked dare more than truth). “I dare you to kiss me.” He would kiss me, and I would push enough that he is sitting on the bed.
Then I would choose dare. “Dance for me.” I would do a little lap dance on his lap. I grind my large bouncy booty into his groin. He moans and gasps. And then I whispered in his ear “Truth or Dare.”
Dare, of course. I dare him to take off his shirt. While sitting on his lap, I turn and kiss his lips, his neck, and suck on each nipple.
I pick Truth. “Do you want to have sex with me?” He asked. . . “Lets play and see how things go . . . Saying yes or no, will take away from the fun, do you think?” I kiss him hard pushing him hard onto the bed. “Now say it. . . Truth or Dare?”
Truth, he throws me for a loop. “How horny are you right now? How bad do you want it?”
“Very horny, I want it very bad.” He gasps in my harsh French kiss while I grind my pelvic area into his. His body pushes again mine loving the pressure of the weight in just the right places. I could feel that he is hard. We back to the common question, just three words. . . “Truth or Dare?”
Dare, the word makes him want it harder. “But I can only take off one half at a time.” I give him a catch because I let him he would dare me to be naked. “I dare you take off your shirt and bra.” I give in and took both off having them fall to the floor.
He squeezes my breasts one in each hand, but they are so much larger that the mounts overtake his hands. “Oh God, they’re amazing.” He sucks and licks on each nipple. I give him a few moments before I ask “Truth or dare?”
DARE. I think he and I are on the same page before I could finish my sentence “I dare you to take everything thing off.” He is already taking shoes off and unzipping his pants. I suck and lick his cock lightly feeling it throb in my mouth. He moans and eventually gets to the question.
DARE. I mumble the word with his member still in my mouth. “I dare you to take off your clothes.” I suck hard for a few more seconds before I take off my clothes and wait for his reply.
“You are a beautiful.” I blush not expecting his words. I pounce on him having him feel that my pussy is soaked. . . I grind and drip on his body.
“Truth and dare is done for now Let’s 69.” I demand. He raises his eye brows impress with my demanding idea.
“Okay.” I twist my body over his head and hover over his face.
“Tap my thigh twice if you need air.” He agree. I sit on his face and reach over to his cock. I begin to stroke and then suck on it while he sucks and licks my pussy. I rock my pelvic area deep into his face while. He moans . . . his moaning made my pussy vibrate and my lips moan while I suck his cock harder and deeper. He starts to tickle my clit with his tongue, and I scrap his cock lightly with my teeth.
He nibbles my clit which makes me flinch. I try to swallow his cock hard and deep hiding everything but an inch and half. I massage his balls with one hand and stroke the base with the other. He arches into me making slight choke and pull up. Then I motion my head up and down as if he is face fucking me. The more I let him fuck me in the face, the harder he sucks and nibbles on my clit. Our muffled moans are ticklish and vibrating our bodies. We are driving each other crazy.
Finally I rock and grind hard into his face that I eventually cum and gush all over his mouth and cheeks once he hits that just perfect spot. He hits it, and my body got stiff including my tight lips around his cock which makes him release just a few second later. I swallow hard and fast. . . he is very salty. I drink some of my soda and I call it a cum chaser.
“Hey, babe, how was that?”
He smiles with my glistening juice on his face. . . .
“That was good.”

A few moments later, I tell him. . .
“Get on top of me . . . time for naked make out.” He rolls over me while my hands are all over his back and squeeze his ass. My tongue tastes my juices on him and he tastes his cum on my tongue. I push his ass into me. . .
“Baby, grind into me” He tries and the pressure of his body weight drives me crazy.
“Oh, babe, yes. . .” He does it harder and kisses me deeper. I push back barely breathing.
“Light kissing, but keep grinding.” He does as he is told. The motion makes his member hard and slides it between my wet thighs.
“Go get the condoms.” I demand. He does that and slides one on . . .
“Now lay on your back.” I direct as again he does as he is told. I grind my wet pussy hard into his throbbing cock.
“How does that feel?”
“Good. Now Fuck me, please” I like him being polite. I direct his cock in my pussy inch by inch. I can feel it stretch and my tight pussy wrap around it. I bounce on it and pushes it deeply in. I bounce and rock . . . harder and faster and I make my breasts dance off my chest giving him a good show. The more I rock, the more intense my body becomes, and after a few moments of constant rocking, my body becomes like a statue. I finally stiffen to the breaking point and release all over him. I push through it and rock harder and bounced faster. . . I have him grab my breasts while I ride him like a stallion. He finally comes hard in me barely getting his breath. We collapse on the bed for a while. I takes off his condom, ties it, and throws it out.
He isnot much for conversation especially with no blood to that brain. We both nap: I sleep an hour or so and write some of my novel naked. He finally wakes up and said,
“I’m hungry.”
“We can go get dinner or have snacks.” I suggested. We get dressed (I don’t wear my bra on purpose.) We go and get some pizza to bring back. We eat pizza and soda.
Eventually we lay on the bed my head in his lap teases his cock, while he rubs my neck and back and we watch TV. I go down on him during the commercials. (It makes commercials more fun.)
He eventually had me lay on the bed while he licks my pussy and massages my thighs. He pushes my pelvis down with my body naturally arched upward.
“My body does it naturally, but please don’t fight it. It hurts. Just lick and suck. It’s usually better if I’m on top of you.”
“You can’t cum for me like this?” He was confused.
“No, it’s the angle. However let me showed what I can do.” I have him stand up and I reached over the desk and have him fuck me hard while I tell him about my erotica novel.
That weekend. . . I fucked him at least ten different times. . . doggy position, in the shower, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, and in a few basic yoga positions I have been working on. I even taped him to the bed for a whole afternoon and we played with the whipped cream after a shower, but those are other stories. He said when he had gotten him that he couldn’t cum for a week.

I smile at the thought while the waitress brought my check.

“He didn’t show? I’m sorry.”
“I’m not he’s the one who missed out. . .” I pay the check and go home.