With dates listed below, (I am in Toronto otherwise), here is part 1 on my latest erotic story…

The outfit

It’s started with an outfit. He loved a sexy shiny set on my Wishlist, and it arrived before our date. I had the black Crotchless thong tucked beneath my innocent dress. Mr.O also picked a toy from the list, which I excitedly brought along. We’d already broken the ice, having had a hilarious laugh over a shared fav comedian. We started closing the distance between us, seemingly by the second, as we chatted. The little touches and closeness increased, and I took this as my cue to sit in his lap. This was a fantastic choice. His lips were on mine instantly, and I could tell it was about to get wonderfully passionate and intense. I knew he was still a little nervous, but I could feel that shift as I unbuttoned my dress, revealing the outfit. 

His eyes didn’t miss the crotchless detail and I could see a very visible bulge in his pants. It made me even more excited. I wanted to unzip him right there and let my tongue do the talking, but I hadn’t forgotten about the toy. Mr. O picked a toy from the list as well and I had packed it delightedly.

I walked over to the bed, bent over, and crawled on—all tantalizingly slowly so he could see everything. I lay back and took out the little vibe, smiling at its perfect size for play inside and out. I stuck out my tongue seductively and wet the tip, before turning it on. Mr.O,’s whole expression had changed from nervous to that of a hunter, and he’d begun removing his clothes. We locked eyes and he was met with my ravenous smile as I eased the toy inside, pushing to the exact right spot and letting out a little moan. I began to work it, getting wetter and hornier with each stroke.

Mr.O crossed the room and touched his tongue to my exposed clit and it was straight fireworks. As I pushed the toy inside and out furiously, he swirled my clit with his tongue making it increasingly swollen and wet. I could see him looking up intently at me, fully aware of what he was doing, pushing me way over the edge into a wet crashing orgasm, that happened because of, and partly in, Mr.O’s mouth. The foreplay left me breathless… I opened my eyes, eager to see what else play time had in store…

Stay tuned for the next chapter and next newsletter 🩷🩷🩷

XOXO Dahlia