A striking young lady was getting ready for work when her phone rang. She weighed around fifty kilograms and stood five feet four inches tall. She was wearing a white silk shirt with the top two buttons open, revealing her 36DD black lace bra. The shirt was neatly tucked into her black leather skirt. Then, she folded her shirt to the elbows.
Unlocking her phone, she read the message. The app had about one hundred and seventy new messages and requests by the time she awoke. She stopped at one of them as she scrolled through. Three identical men were shown in the profile picture.
"Hello, Luna! Are you ready for some real fun?” the message read. It was sent by a person named 'Multiple Man.'
"Of course!!!" she replied after thinking for a moment.
After that, there were no new messages. As she rushed to her car, she asked her driver to get the car ready and donned her black stilettos. She quickly got in the Land Cruiser and left for work as the driver held the door for her.
While driving, the driver said, "I think there will be a lot of traffic on the usual road, madam. Should I take the freeway?”.
Without saying a word, she nodded in approval.
The phone rang again. She pulled it out of her purse and checked it. It was again 'Multiple Man'. "Hello, beautiful," it said.
"So you wanted me to get excited and then disappear?" she asked.
“Hahaha,” he replied. "I was a bit busy as well," he said.
“Where are you from?” She asked.
“Mumbai, and you?” He replied.
"So what are you doing on this app anyway?” She avoided the question and asked him.
"My actions were beyond the question, babe,” he replied, “The real question is, what is such art of beauty like yours doing there?”
"Haha, everyone on that app is there for the same reason, hon," she replied. “Chats, Sharing stories, role plays, etc.”
“And meet-ups?” he asked.
“Not sure about that. But we can discuss that later,” She replied.
“What is the one thing you wish you did?” he asked.
“Sexually?” She asked.
“Obviously,” He replied.
"I would like to have a hard cock in my pussy, ass, and mouth. I think that would be really hardcore. I have never had that pleasure before," she replied. The instant she sent that message, she felt goosebumps all over her body. Her pants were getting wet as she sent that message. An urgent urge rushed through her and she slipped her other hand into her skirt and reached inside to touch her thighs. Then she gently stroked her pussy after moving the pants.
"Mmmmm... that's some dream," he said. “How would you like it to proceed?” He asked.
"I would like one of the guys to introduce himself to me and then show me to a room. "Kiss me, undress me, you know?" she asked. “And then he'll take me down and dominate me, and he'll eat my pussy when he's got me undressed...” she added on. She had already spread her pussy lips open with the first two fingers while the third kept flicking the clits. At this point, she was completely turned on, and typing was becoming more difficult for her. Suddenly, her phone rang again.
“Click a picture of yourself right now and send it to me,” he demanded.
“What?” She got scared.
“Come on, you can talk in-depth about sex, but not show me a picture of yourself?” He replied.
She stopped moving. She still had her finger in her wet pussy. She was sweating as she held her lower lips in her teeth. Her right breast nearly popped out of her bra. It took her some time to snap out of it when her phone rang again. “Scared?” it read.
She sent him a picture of herself in that state. “Damn!” He exclaimed, “You are hot!"
She received a photo from him before she could respond to him. When she downloaded it, she was surprised to see a GIF instead of a picture. Guys shoving their cocks in and out of a girl's pussy. She was surprised to see the length of his penis. “Wow! That’s huge,” she reacted.
“Thank you,” He replied.
“That’s you?” She asked in astonishment.
“Want to check?” He asked.
"Of course..." she replied without hesitation.
"Then let me see what I will receive in return," he demanded.
She replied, "Some things are better left for a surprise."
As she approached her office, she adjusted her clothing and texted him, "Let's meet up at Picked at nine. I’ll be wearing something brown.”
He replied, "Let's get you whacked."
Goosebumps rose across her body as she stepped out of the car at that moment. Following that, she walked to her cabin and worked all day without thinking about what she saw and promised.
As the day progressed, she became more and more enchanted by the image. Once again, her pussy got wet, and she couldn't hold back her urges any longer. She got up and walked briskly to the washroom. When she entered the cubicle, she took off her black briefs and rubbed her pussy while picturing the GIF. Suddenly, she heard a voice, as if watching porn. In a hurry, she opened a few more buttons on her shirt with her other hand. After lowering her bra, she massaged her nipples and pussy together.
“Ahhh,” Her moans started growing louder. “Fuck!”
Her eyes closed and she continued to increase the pace. Trying to grip herself, she raised her other hand to the wall behind her. As she approached orgasm, her legs slipped, but she continued to work. Finally, she let out a loud moan and a heavy squirt. She dressed up again and walked back to her cabin to begin working.
Having remembered the date, she decided to retire from the office for the day at almost four in the evening. After picking up her things, she called her driver and told him to take her home.
She quickly showered and began getting ready for the night as soon as she reached home. It took her almost three hours to do her makeup and curl her hair. She then put on a fresh stick-on bra and tightened the knots around her breasts to show off her cleavage. After making sure that was just right, a stylish pair of G-strings.
Once she was sure everything was in order, she picked a dress. The dress she wore was a beautiful leopard pattern translucent backless mini dress. Her sleeves reached her wrists. From her neck down, the dress covered everything, but towards the back, it began beneath her waist and ended just below her buttocks. Using her hands, she tied the knots on her dress on her shoulders. She put on fresh perfume before leaving her house and finally wore a pair of black heels five inches high. Her phone rang. “Waiting!”
As she reached her garage, she gave the driver permission to leave as she got into her two-seater convertible. She then drove off to her chosen pub. It was just a five-minute drive at that hour. It didn't take long before people started hitting on her. But she waved them off as she found her “Multiple Man.”
"Finally, Luna is here," he announced as he stood to welcome her. He was much taller than she was. He stood six feet two inches tall and had a muscular build. He wore a white party shirt and a stylish black two-piece suit. The people who were looking at her were staring at her with their tongues out. However, they finally realized they couldn't take her home with them.
She replied, "Patience always bears sweet fruit."
“So, what will the famous Luna have now?” He asked. “Something to drink?”
“I love red wine,” she replied.
As he called for the steward, he ordered a fine red wine for her and a large scotch for himself along with some side dishes. They talked about their personalities, preferences, likes, and dislikes. Her head felt a bit easier after she drank three glasses of wine during the conversation. On the other hand, he had already consumed four large glasses of Scotch and was ready for more.
“Care to dance?” He asked.
Before she could respond, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to the ground to dance. For almost half an hour, they grooved along to the music, until the song suddenly became very romantic. He danced with her, pulling her close and resting his hand on her back. As she felt comforted, she put her head on his chest and moved.
“So, Luna, what's your real name?” He asked.
“Leah. What's yours?” She asked.
“Jamie,” He replied. She raised her face to his and started kissing him. He kissed back. He moved his hands around her back, lowering them to her waist and even further down into her dress to her butt. She felt goosebumps forming on her thighs and legs. She felt her heart pounding.
"Not here." She broke the kiss, but he ignored her and kept kissing her. In desperation, she kissed back.
He turned her around and hugged her from behind. Once again, she turned her face to his and kissed him. Slowly, he moved his hands from her shoulders to her wrists and grabbed them before bending them to her stomach. They kissed for a few minutes before he crept up into her dress and placed one of his hands on her thighs. He easily moved it over her G-string and began massaging it. After breaking the kiss, she let out a moan before realizing where they were.
"Not here," she protested, firmly this time. She walked to her table and took a seat. As she sat quietly, she tried to get her mind off of what just happened and how he had made her lose herself. A day ago, she would never let anyone touch her in intimate areas in public, and now she almost let him finger fuck her.
