After a few hours of admiring pictures and messaging back and forth I agreed to let Kevin call over for a meet. I was horny as hell looking forward to playing with a good looking boy with a nice cock.
His profile described a 5'10 male, slim and 24 years old. His pictures showed a nice body and good thick cock to wrap my hands around. As I slid my holdups up my calves and over my knee I was hoping he lived up to his profile and messages.
Soon there was a knock at the door, I was nervous but excited. I quickly checked myself in the mirror and was pleased with how sexy I looked in my knee length dress so I headed downstairs to greet my visitor.
Kevin stepped inside quickly and I showed him past me into the lounge. I took his coat from him and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek politely. He took that as an invitation to get started, grabbed me by the hips pulling us closer and tried to kiss my lips hard straight away. I pulled back and slapped him on the cheek, which clearly startled him. I said "Slow down hunny, I will decide when you get to kiss me. In fact, I will decide when and how you touch me. If you want this meet to continue you will do as I say from now on" I was shocked at how dominant I suddenly felt but I also felt amazing with it. Kevin looked startled by the whole exchange but then his eyes lit up and I could see the lust burning away in him. He replied with a slightly timid "ok" and nodded. I thought about playing the stereotypical domme and insisting on being called mistress but I decided that wasn't necessary. Yet.
I walked towards Kevin, gently pushing get him backwards with my hand on the centre of his chest and stopped when I had him in the middle of the room. I stood back and smiled at him "I hope you like what you see?" Kevin grinned and nodded, he was clearly nervous and I had no intention of relaxing him for now. I stepped back towards him and began undoing his shirt, his breathing was deep as I worked my down each button. I pulled the shirt tails from his jeans and then slipped the shirt off his broad and defined shoulders. His chest was smooth and his pecs were a lovely shape resting on his ribcage.
I moved to stand behind him and instructed him to put his hands on his hips. I ran my hands over the top of his shoulders along this arms, feeling his taught muscles, the back up to the neck. Then I slipped my hands under his arms and rested my palms across his chest, lightly rubbing his niplples. Feeling them harden under my hand was electric and I felt a tingle deep inside me. I then glided my hands downwards across his stomach and paused at his belt buckle. Kevin held his breath, so I left my hands on the belt for a little longer, savouring my power. I continued with one hand on the belt buckle and the other moving down further to feel the outline of his hardened cock which must have been straining inside those jeans. I liked what I felt and continued to draw my fingers over the bulge for maybe 30 seconds, kissing his shoulders as I did so. Kevin let out a deep breath and shuddered, presumably with excitement. My spare hand began slowly working on the belt buckle, easing the leather through the clasp.
There's more of this story to follow later, if people want to read it.
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