King Vincent Parts 1 and 2 - Sex Stories

King Vincent Parts 1 and 2

... replied, but that did sort of concern me. Part of the thrill and the rush to me is getting ready for a date like a girl does. I like doing my hair and makeup, and like picking out my slutty clothes and lingerie, etc.

Then he said, “I don’t know if you are into this or not, but we’re gonna role play.”

I was intrigued, and replied, “Oh yeah? What are our roles gonna be?”

I could see him responding, and I have to admit that I was genuinely excited to see what kind of imagination this guy had. Was he going to make me a hooker? Would I be a damsel in distress? Would he conjure up a scenario where he raped me? As my mind raced for answers, his reply popped up.

“I have a room for rent. You’re just a normal dude who is responding to my ad and coming by to check out the place. I show you the room and tell you that others are coming by to check it out as well. I notice you staring at my crotch, and you notice that I saw you. I tell you the price of rent, then tell you that I would be willing to knock $200 off the first month if you were willing to please me before leaving, then tell you that I have some girly lingerie that I want you to wear as well. What do you think so far?”

I was sitting in front of my computer, rock hard, and stroking my clit as I read it, but I didn’t want him to know that.

I replied, “So far, so good, please continue, King.”

I could see that he was typing again, and I couldn’t wait to see how this scenario was going to end. After about 5 ...

... minutes, he finished it off.

“You’re going to decline the offer and say you’ll just pay full price, and that you don’t want to wear lingerie like a sissy. At that point, I will inform you that I will refuse to rent to you at all, and wish you good luck. This will take you by surprise, because you know that there are no rooms to rent in town, while I’m showing you the outline of my cock through my sweatpants. You want that cock, and you want that room, so you reluctantly agree to go ahead with it. I show you to the bathroom, and come back with a pair of black lace panties, a black babydoll nightie, and some red lipstick, then tell you to meet me in my room. You will be nervous, and very vulnerable as you enter, and lay down next to me. The rest of the scenario writes itself. Are you in?”

I had pre-cum dribbling down the shaft of my clit as I responded, “I’ll see you in a little while, Mr. Landlord.”

He replied with a smiley face emoji, and I began gathering my things to go.

2. The Act

I arrived in baggy clothes, and nervously walked up to King’s house. I grabbed a newspaper and circled a classified ad to add to the authenticity of my performance. I knocked on the door, and within about 30 seconds, he opened it. He was much more attractive in person than he was online, which is rare. He had nice eyes, really broad shoulders, and a nice smile.

He said, “Hey, I’m Vince, come on in and I’ll show you the room,” so I followed him inside.

I’ll spare you the details ...