Secret Lust: Forbidden Sex with Stranger During My Engagement Party

The morning of my engagement dawned bright and clear, a day filled with anticipation and excitement. Yet, amidst the whirlwind of preparations and celebrations, my mind was elsewhere. I'd met him on Red Hot Pie earlier that day, our conversation sparking an unexpected and intense connection. It was like finding a sexual soulmate, a meeting of minds and desires that I couldn't ignore.

His messages were confident and seductive, each word igniting a fire within me. He described his fantasies with such vivid detail, and I found myself responding in kind, our exchanges becoming increasingly explicit. The more we talked, the more I knew I had to meet him. The desire was too strong, too consuming to resist.

As the engagement party bustled around me, I slipped away unnoticed, my heart pounding with anticipation. I made my way to the hotel we'd agreed upon, the thrill of what was to come making my skin tingle. When I arrived, I found him waiting for me in the room, his presence dominating the space. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a confident stance. His eyes locked onto mine, a smoldering heat in their depths.

"You're even more stunning in person," he said, his voice deep and rich.

I smiled, feeling a rush of heat. "And you look exactly how I imagined."

Without a word, he stepped forward and cupped my face in his hands, his touch firm yet tender. He kissed me passionately, his lips soft yet insistent, moving against mine with an urgency that made my knees weak. His kisses trailed down to my neck, each one sending shivers of pleasure through me, making me feel lightheaded with desire.

"There are so many things I want to do to you," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot and tantalizing. His cock throbbed with a powerful intensity, pressing against me as his words sent shivers down my spine. His touch was demanding and urgent, exuding a raw, primal desire. "I want to fuck you hard, to make you mine," he growled, his voice dripping with unrestrained lust.

He pulled back just enough to speak. "Let's get you out of these clothes," he said, his hands already working to remove my dress. I helped him, the fabric falling away to reveal my naked body beneath, save for the black lace panties that clung to my wetness. His eyes darkened with desire as he noticed how soaked they were. Slowly, he peeled the lace panties off my hips, his fingers lingering on the damp fabric. "I'm keeping these," he murmured, his voice rough with primal need. "A reminder of today."

He stepped back, his eyes raking over me with appreciation. "You're perfect," he said, his voice husky with desire.

I reached for his shirt, my fingers trembling with excitement as I unbuttoned it and pushed it off his shoulders. His chest was broad and muscular, the tanned skin warm and smooth under my touch. I moved lower, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, pushing them down to reveal his impressive erection. He was large and thick, his cock jutting out proudly, the shaft engorged with veins, the sight of it making my mouth water.

"I need to taste you," he said, his voice rough with need.

I guided him to the edge of the bed and knelt before him. He leaned back, spreading his legs slightly as I took his cock in my hand. I licked the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum that had already started to drip. I licked and sucked, the juices dripping down my chin as I pleasured him.

He moaned, his hands gripping the sheets as he watched me. "God, you're incredible," he groaned, his voice filled with lust.

I continued to suck him, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock, licking up every drop of pre-cum. He reached down, lifting my chin so I could look up at him. "Lie back," he commanded, his voice firm. "I want to taste you too."

I obeyed, reclining on the bed and spreading my legs wide. He positioned himself between my thighs, his hands gripping my hips as he lowered his mouth to my pussy. His tongue flicked over my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me. He licked and sucked, his fingers sliding inside me, stretching and filling me.

The sensation was overwhelming, his tongue and fingers working in perfect harmony to drive me wild. I moaned, my hips bucking against his mouth, the pleasure building rapidly. He licked me with increasing fervor, his fingers curling inside me, hitting all the right spots.

"I want you to come," he murmured against my pussy, his voice a low growl. "I want to taste you when you do."

His words pushed me over the edge. With a cry, I let go, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I squirted, the release soaking his face and the sheets beneath us. The intensity left me breathless, my body trembling with the aftershocks.

He moved up my body, his mouth finding mine in a passionate kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue, the mix of our arousal igniting a fresh wave of desire. His cock pressed against my thigh, hard and insistent.

"Lie down," I commanded, my voice steady despite the raging desire inside me.

He complied, stretching out on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. "The only rule is you can't touch me," I said, my voice filled with anticipation. "While I explore your body with my tongue, lips, hands, and mouth."

He nodded, his chest rising and falling with each breath. I took my time, starting at his chest, my tongue tracing the contours of his muscles. I kissed and licked my way down, savoring the taste of his skin, the salty tang of sweat mingling with the scent of his aftershave.

I reached for his cock, my mouth closing around the head, sucking gently. He groaned, his hips lifting slightly as I took more of him in, my tongue swirling around the thick shaft. I took him deep, the tip hitting the back of my throat, and he moaned, his hands fisting in the sheets.

I pulled back, licking my way down to his balls, taking one into my mouth and sucking gently. He groaned, his body trembling with the effort to keep still. I licked back up, taking him in my mouth again, my hand stroking the base as I sucked.

His pre-cum dripped down my chin, the taste of him making me even wetter. I moved back up, my lips finding his in a heated kiss, our tongues tangling as we tasted each other. His cock throbbed against my thigh, the need in his eyes mirroring my own.

"Please," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I need you."

I climbed on top of him, straddling his hips, my pussy already wet and eager. I positioned myself above him, guiding the head of his cock to my entrance. I lowered myself slowly, the stretch and fullness almost overwhelming. He was so thick, filling me completely, the sensation exquisite.

"Fuck, you feel amazing," he groaned, his hands gripping the sheets as I began to move.

I rode him hard, my body taking what it needed, the pleasure building with each thrust. His cock filled me perfectly, hitting all the right spots, the friction driving me wild. I leaned forward, my hands resting on his chest for balance, my movements becoming more urgent.

He reached up, taking one of my breasts in his mouth, sucking hard on my nipple until it was erect. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, my pussy clenching around him. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention, his hands still gripping the sheets, resisting the urge to touch me.

I could feel my orgasm building, the pleasure almost too much to bear. "I'm so close," I gasped, my body trembling with the intensity of it.

"Come for me," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "I want to feel you come all over my cock."

His words pushed me over the edge. With a cry, I let go, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I squirted again, the release soaking his cock and the sheets beneath us. The intensity left me breathless, my body trembling with the aftershocks.

He didn't stop, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he chased his own release. "I'm going to come," he groaned, his cock pulsing inside me. "I'm going to fill you with my cum."

The thought sent another wave of pleasure through me, my body tightening around him. He thrust one last time, his moan guttural and raw as he came, his warm release flooding me, filling me deeply. The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure almost too much to bear.

As we lay there, our bodies spent and trembling, he reached down, his fingers slipping inside my panties, which were soaked with my juices. "I want to keep these," he said, his voice rough with primal desire. "A reminder of today."

I nodded, my heart still racing. "Take them," I replied, my voice soft but filled with meaning.

We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies spent and trembling. For a moment, we lay there in a tangle of limbs, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.

When we finally caught our breath, he pulled me close, his hands gentle and soothing. "That was incredible," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. "You're amazing."

I smiled, feeling a rush of warmth. "You too," I replied, my voice soft.

He kissed me one last time, his lips lingering on mine.

Quietly, I got dressed, feeling the cool air on my bare skin as I left my panties with him. I slipped out of the hotel room, closing the door softly behind me. As I raced back to the engagement party, I could feel his cum dripping down my leg, a secret reminder of our intense, unforgettable encounter.