The Hunky Californian Daddy - Sex Stories

The Hunky Californian Daddy

... opposite him so I could watch his splayed thighs and the bulge between them when he sat down. I tried not to stare too much as we spoke about tennis, his travels and work and the joys and pains of internet dating. This was my first outing I explained and he was surprised I never asked for a picture as most people insist on them. I had a lot to learn I was told. Not everyone is going to be honest and truthful. Our conversations were non flirty but I wondered when things would heat up and who would make the first move. I had no idea if he found me sexually attractive enough to want to get naked but I was hoping he did as I was hooked on the deep voice and his hunky thighs spread open in front of me. I tried not to be caught staring too hard. About three hours had passed when he said it was getting late and he needed to sort his stuff out for some meetings tomorrow. My heart sank at the kind dismissal for me to be on my way and I would never feel those hard thighs and strong hands on my body. He looked and sounded like a man who knew his way around another naked male body. Taking my time to finish the now cool water in the glass, I left him to move around the white hotel room as he set out stuff, while I watched his movements with a heavy heart. He was just what I needed right now yet what a pity he did not feel the same. I asked if I could use the bathroom first and closed the door behind me. Splashing my hot face with cold water, I tried not to feel ...

... dejected and flushed the toilet despite not using it. I found the dark skinned stranger sitting on the couch but I stayed standing as if I was ready to leave. 'Would you like to do something before you leave?' he said to me as I tried to imagine what he had in mind. I was ready to rip my clothes off and asked what he meant. The deep voice ordered me to, 'Come and sit here,' and he patted the space next to his manly thighs. I went to sit next to him but he roughly onto his lap while his lips came down onto mine. I had not been kissed in ages and tried to relax under his seeking lips and tongue. His tongue was pushing at my lips and I felt so soft against his harder body as he moved one hand and squeezed my ass cheeks under my own snug fitting faded jeans. I could feel the tension in my body and willed myself to relax against him and let his tongue push my soft lips apart and felt the sexual excitement between us as we shivered in the now semi dark room. So I might have been wrong after all or he was just as horny as me. Don't look a gifted horse in the mouth, perhaps. We were here and both horny and something had to be done about it. But there was no time for philosophy right now as I settled into his body and let the American stranger kiss me as we played a tennis game with our tongues and lips. There was no clear leader for now but we both appeared to like the way it made us feel. But since he made the first move, I suppose he should get the first point.