Fulfilled My Fantasy

In the dimly lit hotel room, I couldn't contain my excitement. After meeting her at the bar, the stunning woman with fiery red hair and a sultry smirk, I had managed to convince her to join me for a night of uninhibited pleasure. Her name was Scarlett, and she was everything I had fantasized about – confident, alluring, and open-minded.

As she walked towards me, her hips swaying seductively, I couldn't help but admire her curvaceous figure. She wore a tight black dress that hugged her body like a second skin, accentuating her voluptuous breasts and round hips. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took in my hungry gaze.

"I've been thinking about your little fantasy all night," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "Are you ready to make it come true?"

I nodded, my throat too dry to speak. She laughed, a throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Good," she said, her eyes never leaving mine. "Because I've been dying to get my hands on your big dick."

She reached out and began to unbutton my shirt, her fingers brushing against my skin as she worked her way down. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as she tugged at my belt, pulling it off and tossing it aside. She knelt in front of me, her eyes never leaving mine as she unzipped my pants and pulled them down, revealing my throbbing erection.

"Mmm," she murmured, licking her lips. "You're even bigger than I imagined."

She wrapped her fingers around my shaft, her touch sending waves of pleasure through my body. She began to stroke me, her movements slow and deliberate. I groaned, my head falling back as she worked her magic.

"You like that?" she asked, her voice husky. "Just wait until I get my feet on you."

She stood up and began to unzip her dress, revealing her hot body inch by inch. Her breasts were round and full, her nipples hard and pink. She let the dress fall to the floor, revealing a lacy black thong that barely covered her wet pussy.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and beckoned me towards her. I knelt in front of her, my eyes locked on her perfect feet. She had painted her toenails a deep red, and they looked even more enticing than I had imagined.

I reached out and began to massage her feet, my fingers working their way up her calves. She moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as I did so. I could feel her body relaxing under my touch, her muscles loosening as I kneaded her soft skin.

She spread her legs, revealing her wet pussy. I could see her juices glistening on her thighs, and I knew I had to taste her. I leaned forward and began to lick her, my tongue darting in and out of her wetness. She moaned, her hips bucking against my mouth as I explored her.

I could feel her getting closer to orgasm, her body trembling with each stroke of my tongue. I reached up and began to massage her clit, my fingers working in time with my tongue. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came.

She lay back on the bed, panting and breathless. I stood up and began to undress, my eyes never leaving hers. She watched me, her eyes full of desire as I revealed my naked body.

I knelt down in front of her, my cock throbbing with need. She reached out and began to stroke me, her touch sending waves of pleasure through my body. She wrapped her legs around me, her feet pressing against my shaft.

I groaned, the sensation of her soft skin against my cock almost too much to bear. She began to move her feet, rubbing them up and down my shaft. I could feel myself getting closer to orgasm, my body tensing with each stroke.

I reached out and began to massage her breasts, my fingers teasing her nipples. She moaned, her hips bucking against me as I explored her body. I could feel her getting closer to orgasm.

I leaned forward and began to lick her nipples and it wasn’t long before she cried out, her body convulsing as she came. I could feel my own orgasm building, my body tensing with each stroke of her feet.

I reached down and began to stroke myself, my fingers working in time with her feet. I could feel my body tensing, my muscles tightening as I neared the edge.

I cried out as I came. I could feel my hot cum spurting out, coating her feet in a thick layer of white. She moaned, her body trembling as she felt my cum on her skin.

I collapsed on top of her, my body spent. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me close as we caught our breath. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest, matching the rhythm of my own.

I could feel the wetness of her pussy against my leg, a reminder of the pleasure we had just shared. I rolled off of her, my body still trembling with aftershocks. She sat up and began to wipe the cum off of her feet, her movements slow and deliberate. I watched her, my eyes never leaving her perfect body.

She stood up and walked over to the bathroom, returning a moment later with a damp towel. She knelt down in front of me and began to clean me off, her touch gentle and soothing.

When she was finished, she stood up and began to dress. I watched her, my eyes never leaving her perfect body. She smiled at me.

"That was amazing," she said. "I can't wait to do it again."

I nodded, my throat too dry to speak. She leaned down and kissed me, her lips soft and warm. I could taste the sweetness of her lips, the saltiness of my cum on her tongue.

She stood up and walked towards the door.

"Goodnight," she said, her voice low and seductive. "I'll see you soon."

I watched her leave, my heart pounding in my chest.