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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Due to popular demand ....... I'm posting a second story I wrote for Mr Nice. The first is here :
http://m.fabswingers.com/forum/stories/341653
Hope you guys like it 
The Surprise
Mr Nice
I stopped the car at the cashpoint and took my wallet from the passenger seat. I needed to bring around £200 pounds with me she'd suggested. I started thinking about what she was planning on doing with this money. My mind drifted to how nice it would be to see her again in person. The photographs and videos didn't do justice to holding and enjoying her. I was smiling to myself.
After punching the numbers in the machine it coughed up a stack of crisp £20 pound notes. Still puzzled I shook my head and put them into my wallet. I got back in the car and started driving. The Satnav showed I was only 20 minutes drive from her house." Add maybe another 15 minutes to that to find it." I thought. Last time it took ages to look for it, it was like a maze in that development. The frustrating thing about it was that she was waiting for me so eagerly and I didn't want to keep her waiting for a minute longer than needed.
I couldn't wait to see that huge smile on her face and get my big hug. Feel her warmth against my skin and her whispering in my ear. Just the thought was getting me all excited.
I turned my attention back to the road. I was just entering the development and I was trying to think back to last time Ms Naughty had given me some directions. I parked up to check and determined I was close and on the right road. A few turns later I pulled up to her house. Her drive was empty so I decided to park up there.
Just as I'd parked up I received a text. "Glad you made it sweet heart, the front door is open please lock it behind you. Make your way up to my room , leave your stuff in the living room but bring the money, you're going to need it "
I chuckled to myself as I read her message again. "Always so cryptic but Iove her surprises." I thought to myself.
I got out of the car and took my bag from the back seat, after locking it I opened the front door. I locked it from behind as instructed. The house was lovely and warm. I made my way to the first floor and removed my jacket and left my bag on the sofa.
My heart was starting to beat faster at the thought of her waiting for me and what she might be wearing. Perhaps she was lying on her bed wearing the sexy lingerie we had bought on our last trip together. The thought was enough to make me salivate, just trying to picture her in that red and black corset. Whatever her surprise was I was going to find out soon enough.
I climbed the stairs to her room, her door was closed. I knocked on it as I didn't want to just walk in. "Mr Nice, you may enter" came the voice from inside.I smiled to myself as I turned the door handle. I pushed the door open and peeked inside. My jaw dropped and I stared at her stood just feet away from me. I wanted to pinch myself. Just the sight of her stood there was turning me on.
She looked really sexy , her hair was in two plaits and she had a white shirt on unbuttoned to give me a full flash of her cleavage. Her short tartan skirt showed off her beautiful legs. It was that short you could see the top of her black stockings and the suspenders holding them up. She was wearing these killer black heels which made her legs look even more delicious.
Although she was trying to be confident she couldn't hide the flush of colour dressing her cheeks. That made her look that much more appealing. The testosterone was flooding my body and I wanted to cross that room in a flash and just ravish her there and then. I wouldn't even bother with unhooking and unzipping, I felt like ripping her clothes off her. I could feel my whole body tensing up the more the thought lingered in my mind. I then noticed the pole she was leaning her hand against. That wasn't there the last time I was in this room. Also, the bed had been moved to the far side against the wall. The other addition to the room was a leather arm chair which had been placed in the corner.
"She had a pole in her room! Wow! I love it" I thought. I was going to get to see my sexy little baby in action for the very first time.I could feel the surge in adrenaline and my toy was bulging against my jeans.
She was stood there smiling at me, I know she was thinking if I approved of her attire and the answer was that I more than approved! "A certain something could contest to that" I thought. A certain something I was planning on putting in all her holes.
I moved towards her to embrace my sweet heart. To my surprise she moved back. "No touching Mr Nice. Those are the rules. You may however request a private dance which you will have to pay for." She said in her sexy voice. I didn't know what to say , I badly wanted to touch her, to hold her tightly and kiss her passionately. However, the idea of paying her for a private pole dance was exciting me loads. I replied " How much are we talking?"
She cocked her head and gave me a cute smile. "It's £100 pounds for the dance plus extra if you want these off" she said pointing to her clothes.
Wow! She was going to strip for me on demand . I loved it! I took my wallet out of my jeans and took the wad of cash out and started counting. I took the £100 and offered her it. She didn't move . "No, not like that." she motioned me to sit on the chair. I did as she asked me . The chair was nice and comfy.
Using a remote she turned on the music. A song called just a lil bit by 50 cents started playing and she started dancing for me. Grabbing the pole and moving up and down it so seductively, I was completely mesmerised.
I watched her twirl around the pole effortlessly , slide down it, go upside down and was amazed by the countless moves executed perfectly. She then came up to me and turned around . I looked at her skirt from behind and I was aching to grab her. She then bent over in front of me to reveal her bare backside. She asked me to lift her skirt and I needed no further encouragement to comply with the request. I could feel myself leaking as I caught glimpse of her sexy black lacy G string. "The money Mr Nice ." I thought how naughty she is as I tucked the money into her underwear. Got a cheeky little feel too. She took the money from her G string and tucked it in her bra .The track changed and she rubbed herself against the pole.
" Are we paying for extras? "
"Indeed we are." I got a bit more daring and I stuck a 20 in her crack as I pulled her skirt up. She blushed.
She ran and jumped back onto the pole, swinging around it. Once at the bottom she looked at me seductively, I was wanting to burst. She never broke eye contact as she unbuttoned her tartan skirt from the side and removed it slowly. I must have been dribbling from my mouth and down below as i savoured the sight of her in that sexy G string, suspenders , stockings and those killer heels.
"Take it all off baby."
She flashed me a smile and she unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. She then practically ripped the shirt off herself and threw it to the floor and walked up to me. She stopped within groping distance and I just stared at her form. Her pink and black lace bra was gorgeous but I just wanted to rip it off her and devour her boobs. She had such a cute little body and all that was going on in my mind was the number of ways I was going to fuck it later. My cock was rock hard and wet, I really wanted to just whip it out and feed her it.
"I want it all off!" I demanded. She put her right heel onto my knee, I couldn't help but stroke her stocking covered leg. The expression of pleasure on her face encouraged me and I stroked along the top of her stocking. She then straddled me facing forwards and pressed her lips against mine. The passionate embrace that followed made my heart feel like it was going to leave my chest. I got the feeling she was nervous. I wasn't sure why though, we'd kissed a couple of times before, maybe it was the anticipation of what was to come. Perhaps she knew she had turned me on that much she was in for some serious punishment. I held her against me and it felt so loving. Just the two of us , I wanted to stay in that loving tender moment.The touch of her bare skin, the smell of her hair. All my senses were working in overdrive. I held her really tightly.
............ To be continued ...........  |
