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Internet Dating Slut

... all of it, if he arrived here in thirty minutes and I’d greet him at the door dressed exactly as the photo. His response was I’ll be there in 29 minutes. Placing the phone down, I jumped into the shower and rinsed my body quickly. After a quick rub with the towel I went into the bedroom and started to dress exactly as the photo. PVC Waspie, ¼ cup bra, shiny black stockings, long evening gloves and strappy spiked heel shoes. I quickly brushed my teeth, as I teetered around the flat in my underwear, checking my reflection as much as possible. Spitting the foamy residue into the washbasin I decided to apply heaps of slutty make up. I began applying lashings of mascara, a thick line of eyeliner, dark eye shadow, deep red rouge and deep crimson lipstick with a thin layer of gloss. I wouldn't have enough time to do my hair so I tousled and teased it, to give it that just fucked look. A few sprays of perfume and the slutty look was now complete. He’s going to come like fuck when he sees this. Walking into the kitchen I thought it was too early to open a bottle of wine. So lighting a cigarette I paced the kitchen floor in my ridiculously high heels and underwear when I heard the slamming of a car door. Looking out of my kitchen window I could see him locking his car door and heading to my front door. He looked a lot younger than his photograph, which made my pussy buzz with excitement. The intercom buzzed. I pressed the release button and heard him closing the door behind him. I ...

... opened my own front door and took up my position in the lobby. Waiting for him to come into view, my excitement was increasing. It was then I noticed I wasn't wearing a thong. My bald pussy was glistening with pre cum and framed by all the shiny black PVC as he walked into my lobby. “Fuck me stiff!” he said. “No. Fuck me stiff!” I retorted. He placed is hands around my PVC clad waist and pulled me toward him as his tongue explored my crimson mouth. His erection was prominent through his well cut jeans, “Close the door and fuck me any where and any way you want!” I demanded as my hand rubbed the huge cock in its denim prison. Kicking my door closed with his left foot, he scooped me off the floor and asked where the bedroom was. Nodding my head in the direction, he carried me to the bedroom, sucking my pierced nipples as he carried me over the threshold. Placing me gently on the bed, I unbuttoned his light blue shirt, revealing a very toned and waxed chest. Unbuckling the belt on his designer jeans, I unpopped the buttons on his fly to find to my delight that he was naked beneath the jeans. A very impressive erect cock burst free from the restraints of the denim. His cock had been trimmed like a porno cock. Placing my right hand on his impressive length I began to stroke his foreskin back and forth. His cock smelt fresh and musky, as it thrust outward from his body. Looking him directly in the eye I smiled and placed the erect phallus between my crimson lips. His head tilted back ...