Life of Brian

Part 1

I have been a member on RHP for 12 months & I have had an array of wonderful sexual interludes, all of them unique & memorable & pleasurable. Lately I have had an overwhelming craving for more kink, & heightened, breathless sexual behaviour, laced with risk & urgency.

He flirted with me persistently. He appealed to me but I wasn’t quite sure if he was ‘my type’. At the very least he deserved a reward for his flattering compliments & wonderful sexual banter. His bubbly vitality & effervescence attracted me. I was curious.

We met twice. Not a fuck on, fuck off but all nighters. The attraction was there. We connected well on all counts. I had an inkling that he may be the one I had been seeking to help me fulfill some sexual fantasies I have been harbouring, so I hit him up. Without hesitation he rose to the challenge. Fantasy No.1 was to be stalked, preyed upon, pounced on. We planned our meet in Brisbane. It was choreographed, mapped, not explicitly but with room for an element of surprise, spontaneity. I looked as sexy as hell, off the shoulder mini, no knickers, my blonde hair wild & free.

I arrived at the bar, hidden at the end of an alleyway & waited for his arrival and then there he was. He lit up the bar with his confident & sexy demeanour. He swooned around me, flirting without words. Drinks were delivered to me, a napkin with a heart encasing the word ‘Sexy’. Wine & strawberries. I felt his breath on my neck as I stood at the bar. So close, but out of reach. I so wanted him there & then. My patience was stretched, my sexual craving for him was insurmountable.

We left the bar at a designated time, separately. I walked the route he had set, dark sleezy alleys, loading docks, I felt his presence, but he remained out of sight, not knowing when he would attack and the sexual tension rose within me with every step I took. The final part of the journey was through parkland. Time was running out.

Part 2

He attacked silently, without warning, engulfing me into his arms, hand cupped over my mouth to suppress my surprised outcry. Dragging me into the bushes, half hidden. He looked me in the eyes and whispered ‘I want you’ before replacing his hand with his lips, kissing me deeply & passionately. He lowered my dress to reveal my breasts, taking them into his mouth, sucking, biting, licking whilst one hand wondered to my thighs and he teased & fondled my pussy. My wetness was extreme. He lowered himself to taste me. He rose & turned me, cupping my breasts and ravishing my neck from behind.

I gripped the steel mesh wall to steady myself as he bent me forward & proceeded to penetrate me & fuck me deep & hard until we both shuddered in orgasm. We held each other, panting, breathless. His cum & my wetness dripping down my thighs. Once we had composed ourselves, we spent hours in the CBD kanoodling over dinner & drinks, hands wondering, intimate kisses before heading back to the motel to continue our night of unbridled passion, exploration & pleasure. NEVER have I experienced such a heightened level of sexual satisfaction. Look forward to fulfilling Fantasy No. 2. Take a chance on those you are unsure about, they may just surprise you.