One evening in a hotel in the center of Munich, the lights in the room are dimmed and I'm waiting for you. You arrive at the hotel and go up to my room, the door is ajar so you go in and close the door behind you. I'm standing in the bathroom after taking a shower so you can't see me. On the bed there is a clear blindfold and a couple of scarves. You take off your clothes, so that you only have underwear left. Then you put the blindfold on over your eyes and sit on all fours in bed. I come in and tie both of your hands with the scarves, tight enough that you feel tied, but not so tight that you can't take them off if you want. Now you are completely "mine" I said vaguely. I start stroking you gently, down your back, over your ass and on the inside of your thighs, stroking you gently, and starting to tease you little by little, I don't touch your most sacred thing, but I tease you.. I open your bra and take it off, let a finger stroke your nipple a few times before I take one in my mouth, while you are still on all fours, let my tongue play with the nipple while it is in my mouth.., then the other nipple, feel how stiff they become… Then I stop.

You hadn't met me before, only through the internet. When I walked into a room, I filled it with my big smile and magnetic charisma. I was really a typical man who walks away in a crowd, but there was something about me that made you go weak in the knees. I was the classic, handsome type, but who saw you for who you were.You poured me a glass of wine, you were so nervous that your hand was almost shaking. My presence made you weak in the knees, and my smile made you want to throw yourself at me right then and there. I was calm and confident, and it rubbed off on you well over time.The conversation went smoothly, we laughed and had fun - the chemistry between us filled the whole room. My beautiful smile made you hungry for something more, and I clearly felt the same. It was time to continue in the bedroom.We stood in front of the mirror next to the bed and looked at each other. I unbuttoned your blouse from behind and slowly pulled it off. I kissed you softly on the neck while I stroked your stomach and hips with my strong hands. You felt a pull in your lower abdomen and wanted to throw yourself on me then and there. But you let me stand and touch you, and felt you getting hornier on me with every touch.I threw you down on the bed and pulled off your T-shirt. I took a good grip on your chin and kissed you. My lips were soft, and my tongue was warm and experienced. I put my hand teasingly around your neck and my stubble tickled your chin.

We had been out, had dinner and a little walk in the cool weather. Maybe cliché, but it's one of the best ways to spend the evening. Throughout the dinner and the walk, we excited each other with little caresses, facts, gestures and words. You would slurp some rosé wine and I would watch wide-eyed as the drop ran down your chin and dripped onto your chest before rolling down between your tits. You giggled because it tickled and sighed when you saw my gaze, full of desire and promise. Just my gaze made you swell and get hot, you felt the blood start to pound in your pussy and you moaned softly as you let your foot slide up the inside of my leg under the table. Luckily, the tablecloth was long, so no one could see you find your way up to my crotch.You had kicked off your shoes a long time ago and now you felt my cock getting harder and I had to get myself in better shape to make room for your growing favorite. Outwardly we looked calm and controlled, but inside we began to smolder with intense desire and we both knew we were going to be even hornier before we got home. I leaned close to you and whispered, "I think I'll have to take you in the shower when we get home." You swallowed and nodded. You don't remember the rest of the dinner, you only thought about the double bottom of what I said: "Are you going to just order me into the shower and watch me? Or are you going to shower with me? And if so, are you going to fuck me in the shower?" You sat a little closer to meYour breathing became heavier as you fantasized about you and me in the shower, with warm water gushing over us as I stood behind you and let my cock slide up between your buttocks, into between your legs, hard and ready to penetrate you deeply. I noticed that you were sitting uneasily in the seat next to me and I looked at you and smiled knowingly. I placed a large and strong hand on your thigh and began to stroke and knead, higher and higher. Finally I slid my fingers down between your legs and I pressed against your pussy as you spread your legs apart and gasped. I kept my hand still with a firm and determined pressure against your throbbing pussy. You tried to push against it, but then I let go and leaned towards you, stroked your hair to the side and kissed your neck just below your ear and whispered "later, my Snuppa. Then you'll have it." You trembled and trembled, your breathing was heavy and you moaned low and deep with frustration and desire. "Fuck, NO ONE else turns me on like you do. NO ONE else makes me lose control and surrender to such a degree of senselessness, completely and utterly." You whispered to me.You can fantasize about me and have an orgasm without me touching you. The walk went relatively quickly, I laughed at your eagerness where you almost ran in sky-high heels and pulled me after you.

You stared down at the book. You saw the letters, but they made no sense. You had spent many hours in this reading room for the past week, and you didn't feel any more prepared for the exam and the other schoolwork because of it. Your thoughts kept wandering to other topics than the ones you really should be concerned with.You looked around and realized that you were completely alone. You probably had been for a while too. Normal people weren't in school at this time of day. You looked around again to make sure there were no other people there before you slowly slipped your hand down your stomach and inside your waistband. You hadn't done this in a long time. It was always exciting to feel yourself when there was a risk of being caught. Just as your fingertips were approaching the delicious wet spot between your legs, the door opened. You quickly pulled your hand back up and placed it on the table in front of you. You felt yourself blushing heavily.