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I still couldn’t quite believe this was happening. After months of corresponding through EroticStories.com, the man I knew as John and I had agreed to meet for dinner, and the evening had been perfect, laughter, lingering glances, and a growing heat between us that made my skin tingle. When we finally slipped into the back of the cab on the way to his hotel, I felt a rush of nervous excitement. As I sat down, my short dress rode up my stockinged thighs. Before I could adjust it, John’s hand was there, warm and confident, cupping the curve of my arse. His fingers gently fondled my cheeks, then slid lower, rubbing softly against my pussy through my dampening knickers. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, my body already responding to his touch in the dim, intimate space of the cab.

The ride to the hotel passed in a haze of stolen caresses. By the time we reached the lift, I was flushed and aching for more. The elevator was crowded with people, but John stood close behind me. His hand slipped discreetly under the back of my short skirt, sliding inside my knickers. He squeezed my bare arse cheeks, his fingers kneading and exploring with tender possession. I leaned against him slightly, heart racing, hoping no one could tell what was happening as his touch sent sparks of pleasure through me.

The moment the hotel room door clicked shut behind us, everything else melted away. John pulled me into a sweet embrace, holding me close against his body. His kiss was deep and passionate, his lips claiming mine with a hunger that felt laced with genuine affection. He kissed my cheek, then found my earlobe, sucking it gently into his mouth before giving it a playful bite. The tip of his tongue traced inside my ear, making me shiver with delight. I sighed softly, melting into him as his mouth moved down to my neck, throat, and collarbone, leaving a trail of warm, lingering kisses.

His hands cupped my breasts through the material of my dress top, thumbs brushing over my hardening nipples. I was getting so turned on, my breath coming faster, my body arching toward him. John reached for the zip at the side of my dress and slowly helped me out of it. I stood before him in just my bra, panties, stockings and high heels, feeling desired and beautiful under his gaze.

He raised my arms above my head, making my firm breasts lift and jut forward. He leaned in, nibbling and sucking on them through the thin material of my bra. The sensation was exquisite.

As I stood facing John, my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. The room was dimly lit, and the way he looked at me made my skin burn. I was wearing nothing but my black lace bra, panties, stockings, my nipples tightening under his hungry gaze.

Without looking away from his eyes, I reached both arms behind my back. I arched my spine slowly, leaning backwards just a little. The motion pushed my breasts forward, thrusting them out toward him as the lace stretched tight across my skin. I felt the cool air kiss my exposed midriff as my back curved. My fingers found the clasp, and with a small, deliberate wiggle, I unhooked it. The straps loosened instantly, sliding down my shoulders. I let the bra fall away, baring my full breasts to him completely.

John stepped forward immediately. A shiver ran through me as his warm, strong hands cupped my tits, filling his palms with their heavy softness. He squeezed gently at first, then more possessively, his thumbs brushing over my stiff nipples and sending sparks of pleasure straight down between my legs.

Before I could catch my breath, his mouth was on mine. I moaned softly into the kiss as our lips met, hot and urgent. His tongue slipped past my lips, tasting me deeply while his hands continued kneading my breasts. I pressed forward into his touch, my back still lightly arched, offering myself to him. The combination of his demanding kiss and the way he was playing with my tits made my knees weak.

Then his mouth left mine, trailing wet kisses down my neck. I tilted my head back with a soft gasp as he moved lower. When his lips closed around my right nipple, I cried out. The wet heat of his mouth was overwhelming. He suckled me deeply, his tongue swirling and flicking over the sensitive peak while his hand continued to caress and pinch my

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