Ms J gets a ‘Service’

I have previously posted several pieces of erotic writing on RHP but until now they have all been fiction. Some aspects of each scene were based on real life but the stories themselves were fantasy. This is my first true story based on meeting a lady through RHP.

I saw her post and it looked interesting. She was looking for NSA fun, but honesty and respect were crucial. Two requirements often talked about but rarely followed through with on RHP. Our initial messages went well, no red flags for either of us. We decided to meet for coffee. We clicked. Both of us were open, upfront, and clear about what we wanted. Neither of us fitted the fantasy lover image. We were just two ‘real people’ looking for a real good time.

It took a bit of time to set up our first playdate, both of us have lives outside RHP. But finally, the stars aligned and the evening happened. This story is not about our first session. Don’t get me wrong, it was amazing, but this was all very new territory for me, I was nervous, I rushed and didn’t savour the experience. Afterwards, when I thought about it, I decided next time I would be in the moment, take the time to enjoy everything that I was doing to her, and she was doing to me. This story is about the next time……..

Once again, the playdate was a challenge to arrange but we got there in the end. Several flirty messages went back and forth between us on the day to the effect of, I was going to ‘service’ her.

I proffered two options:

• Gold Service – I will worship at the altar of your body and carry out your every desire.

• Down n’ dirty – I will use you and abuse you like a dirty fuck toy (rough play may be involved).

She messaged back that she wanted both! This just confirmed what I already knew, she is strong, determined and knows what she wants. So, I had my instructions, it was time to deliver. That evening my wonderful wife (who knows all about this) sent me off to see Ms J. with a kiss and an ironic ‘Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!’

Things didn’t start exactly to plan. I didn’t pay close attention to Ms J’s house on my first playdate and on this dark, rainy winter’s night I failed to recognise that I was knocking on her neighbour’s front door. After several minutes of knocking and waiting in the rain, I messaged Ms J that I was outside. ‘No, you’re not’ came the reply. I went back to my car and saw her standing on the porch of the house next door in her silk dressing gown. Thank God her neighbour hadn’t answered!!!

After that initial false start, I was determined to do better. The moment I was through her door, I went straight into ‘Gold Service.’ My fingers delicately caressed her body, stroking her soft skin through the silk, taking pleasure in every delicious curve of her bbw figure. Standing behind I reached round and grabbed her wrists, pinning them tightly behind her back. Her hands stroked my burgeoning erection through my jeans. Thoughts of bondage played through my mind, but I wanted her hands free for what I had planned next. I kissed her neck and shoulders, nibbled her earlobe then whispered my instructions.

While I untied her dressing gown, her hand traced down her body coming to rest between her legs. She followed my instructions to the letter, sliding a finger into her already wet pussy. I told her to play with her clit, rub it for me. She groaned. Then I instructed her to push her finger deep inside and rotate. My hands caressed her throat applying gentle pressure while my lips pressed against her ear, continuing to murmur further commands. Force two, now three fingers in. Stir them in your hot, dripping honey pot until they are coated with love juice. Then smear then over your nipples so they glisten. Now they were ready for me to suck. I lifted a pendulous breast to my lips and flicked my tongue across her hardening nipple. It was ripe with the flavour of her sex. I gorged on her, licking, sucking, biting. All the while listening to the slurping sound between her legs as her fingers returned to finish the job she’d started. She was moaning with desire, but I didn’t want her to cum yet. There was another order for her to submit to.

Spread your own juice like lipstick over your lips and slip your sopping fingers into your mouth then suck them clean. She obeyed. She was a good girl doing bad things. We kissed passionately sharing her nectar between us. Both of us were so turned on, I had to let her finish. She opened her legs and pummeled herself brutally until she came groaning with the release.

Once my clothes were removed Ms J pushed me firmly onto the bed and knelt between my open legs. My cock bounced in front of her, but she was determined to tease me. Her long nails left trails down my torso; her sweet lips kissed the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, her tongue rotated between my balls and my anus. Sweet Jesus, I was in heaven and then she finally took me in her mouth. I’m sure Ms J is a talented woman in many aspects of her life, but my personal favourite is the way she sucks cock. Slow then fast. Shallow, then deep to the back of her throat. Gentle edging, then intense and hard. The lady has skills! At one point I sat up in surprise at what she had just done, she just pushed me back down. Don’t interrupt a woman when she’s at work!

I didn’t want to cum, not so early in the evening. I begged her to stop, after all I was here to service her. We swapped positions. I opened her legs wide and spread her labia, taking the time to really look at the gorgeous flower between her legs. I had a surprise for her. I had brought some treats to feed her hungry pussy. I rolled the chocolate all over her clit then pushed it between her inner lips allowing her body heat to melt it slightly. Then placing my mouth over her hole, I sucked the chocolate out of her. Mmmmm, sweet love juice and chocolate, it’s not a combination of ingredients you hear chefs talk about on tv but if you haven’t tried it, please do. It’s delicious. The next one was for her, after feeding it to her pussy I dropped the sinful pleasure into her mouth, she moaned with delight. I probed her deeply with my tongue, licking, flicking and sucking her until her orgasm flowed. It’s a sensation I love, feeling a woman’s body shiver and shake then go rigid as the joy explodes from her.

I turned Ms J over, head and shoulders pressed down against the bed, bottom raised, ready for my consideration. I asked permission, she gave it. Starting gently, I spread her buttocks exposing her. My tongue flattened at first, delicately traced circles around her sensitive jewel. She was warm and receptive when my tongue probed, pushing into her puckered anus. Her sphincter relaxed allowing my hot wet tongue to penetrate her as deeply as I could. ‘Bottom feeder’ is derogatory term, but not to me. This truly is one of life’s great pleasures.

Spank my bottom, she begged. It was time for ‘Down n’ Dirty’ service. Of course, I obliged. Her flesh jiggled with each slap. I enjoyed the ‘thwack’ sound of my hand striking her reddening buttocks. One hand punished her bottom while my other hand reached for her hair. Pulling her head up I unleashed a litany of filth in her ear. I made her repeat terrible things that were patently untrue. But for that brief moment they were. Together we wallowed in the dirt of our minds like pigs in a trough.

The next stage of abuse required lube. Ms J had supplies, she showed me her treasure trove of toys and chose one for me to use on her. I lubricated my hand and her pussy thoroughly. Taking things slowly, finger by finger I pushed more of my hand into her body. This is not something to be rushed but savoured. My favourite part is when my knuckles disappear inside. She screamed with pleasure and squirted, clearly it was her favourite too. Ms J’s vaginal muscles clamped around my wrist squeezing my fist tightly. It’s an intense experience for both partners. I rotated my fist inside her, stirring her organs from the inside, eliciting moans and scream with every movement. I can’t truly put into words what this experience feels like, suffice to say it stays with you long after you do it. When she was well and truly loose, I pushed her big vibrator and my hand into her. We luxuriated in it for what seemed an eternity.

I gave her what she needed, and Ms J can take a lot but finally she was sated. Thoughts turned to my resolution. She put her exquisite mouth back to work, but it was too intense, too varied. I needed rhythm, I needed to fuck. But her mouth was so good. She knew what to do, laying on the bed with her head hanging off the edge she opened her mouth wide. The invitation was clear, fuck my throat. I’ve never known a woman who could do this but as I said before, Ms J has skills.

I abused her mouth. I pulled hard on her nipples while pounding her throat without mercy. She took all of me with relish. Fuck me. She was amazing! I was building towards my orgasm, that feeling of delicious tension swelling in my core ready to explode. She made me roar as I unloaded, pumping shot after shot into her waiting mouth. I knew what was going to happen now, I had told her earlier. She held my cum in her mouth and I dropped to my knees. We shared my cum between us in a long, glorious passionate kiss.

What do you do after an experience like that? Well, I’ll tell you what we did. We lay in each other’s arms and chatted about everything; as yet unfulfilled fantasies, work, families and even the mundane stuff that goes on in everyone’s lives. Then I had a shower and Ms J made me a cup of tea and we finished off the chocolates. Just the chocolates this time!

Until next time Ms J………….