#503: Stranger Fuck Fantasy
Have you ever thought about role playing with your partner? Michale and Lucy have decided to keep their sex life exciting by playing out their favourite fantasy; strangers in a bar. The excitement of meeting each other in a new light leads to built up sexual tension being released wildly. Listen to this erotic audio story to see how this fantasy plays out…
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Lucy pushes her chair back, takes off her glasses and stands up, relieved she’s finally done working on her thesis for the evening. The thought of going to her favourite cocktail bar tonight has gotten her through the day. She walks upstairs and has a nice, long, hot shower to prepare herself.
What would she wear for her outing? Something casual enough to make it look like she isn’t trying too hard, but flattering enough to catch people’s eyes. She decides on her black leather pants with a sheer pale green button down shirt, wearing her white lacy bralette underneath, she might as well give the man she was meeting a little taste of what she had to offer.
Lucy’s makeup is natural and she doesn’t wear lipstick today, just in case, it can be messy. She’s heading down to Archer Street, a cocktail bar near Clapham Junction that always has a great vibe and currently is featuring a ski chalet vibe for the winter. It was cosy and the perfect place for a warming drink.
She slips on her heeled black chelsea boots and marches out of her house. The wind is chilly and she’s glad to be bundled up in her parka and hat. Besides, she loves the feeling of letting her dark hair fall out of her hat when she steps into the warmth.
Once she arrives she makes her way to the bar stool positioned at the back of the ski-themed lounge. There are beautiful people everywhere and Lucy enjoys the simple pleasure of people watching, wondering about their stories, and perhaps their naughty desires.
The barman is hot in a lumberjack kinda way with thick scruff, a red plaid shirt and pumped up biceps. Lucy orders a negroni, she loves them after having spent some time studying in Italy. She also loves the surprised look on men’s faces when she orders it, silly boys think it’s an alpha male drink.
She likes to let them know she's the real alpha in the room. Although, in the right circumstance she can easily switch, in bed. The bartender hands her the Negroni and Lucy sits back and enjoys the atmosphere.
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The cold hits Michaels face as he walks up the street to the cocktail bar from Clapham Junction Station where he’s meeting his wife for a Friday night roleplay. He walks in and heads downstairs to the cozy themed bar and sees his beautiful dark haired partner sitting on the bar stool, chatting away to the good looking barman.
Lucy and Michael have been planning on doing a stranger roleplay for a few weeks now in order to spice things up a bit. Although they were in a polyamorous relationship where they played with other people separately, they had felt the need to do something different, something together lately. Pretending they were strangers to each other not only had the rush of a bar pick up and hook up but it would also help them appreciate one another again.
Michael lingers for a moment, turned on by Lucy flirting with the bartender and then chooses to sit at a small two top on the other side of the room. He asks his waiter to send over a double negroni to Lucy as he sits back and sips his old fashioned.
Lucy smiles and is surprised by the drink placed in front of her and gives the room a quick sweep to see who’s sent the present. She catches Michael’s eye and she looks him up and down, flirting with her eyes. But Michael finishes his drink before making his second move.
After he takes his last sip he moves toward the open bar stool beside Lucy and orders a drink , it was a Negroni for himself this time.
Lucy: “So you’re a fan as well?”
Micheal: “Yeah, I think they’re a statement drink”
Lucy: “I do too, the people trying to assert power in the room usually order one, which is why it’s a good choice when flying solo”
Micheal: “You’re a wise woman. I’m Michael,”
He reaches out his hand to Lucy.
Lucy: “Nice to meet you Michael, I’m Lucy. Are you from around the area?”
Micheal: “Yeah, you could say that, I work in the City though so I’m not usually one to get drinks in my local area”
Lucy: “Well I guess I’m lucky you stopped in tonight then”
She gives him a cheeky smile and head tilt.
Micheal: “I guess we both are”.
He gives her a smile back.
Micheal: “So Lucy, what is it that you do?”
Lucy: “I recently quit my job and I’m currently working on my PhD, in music”
Micheal: “Smart and beautiful. Almost too good to be true. So what’s wrong with you?”
She catches his eye for a moment, staring at him, amused.
Lucy: “Well, if you’re lucky enough you might be able to find out”
Lucy and Michael spoke for a few hours, getting to know one another and fighting the sexual tension in the room every second. The feeling of not being able to touch one another, as strangers wouldn’t want to cross the boundaries, was both exhilarating and frustrating. But, it was definitely a turn on, Michael thought.
Both of them were putting their best foot forward and playing hard to get which meant the banter was witty and precise. There may have been a few inside joke references about their first date, but besides that they both kept their characters perfectly.
Michael could feel himself starting to bulge beneath his pants as his eyes hovered over Lucy’s perky breasts, encased in white lace under her sheer shirt. He knew she could feel his eyes on her and she brushed her leg against his, only making him harder. All he wanted to do was rip her clothes off, it was tortuous not being able to grab her, kiss, her, touch her…
They ordered another drink, this time deciding to split a bottle of red wine. Lucy told Michael that she knew wine better than most so he had given her full control of ordering. The bartender had sensed that they were getting a bit hot and heavy and had since left Lucy alone. Michael puffed up his chest, he liked winning, the excitement of being the chosen one.
Lucy enjoyed being the centre of Michael’s attention and having him try to win her over, it was sexy. As they sipped on their wine, the alcohol started having an effect on them and soon their chairs were pulled closer together, knees touching, Lucy's hand on Michaels thigh.
Soon they were talking about one another’s sexual preferences, and the pent up tension was too much to bear. Then, Lucy made a bold move,
Lucy: “Would you like to come back to mine? I have lots more wine”
Micheal: “That sounds perfect”
As they walked through the rare London snowfall, back to the house, Michael couldn’t resist any longer and pushed Lucy up against the side of a brick wall, cupping her face with his hands, pressing his body into hers. They rush back, like two horny teenagers and burst through the door, practically falling over one another.
Lucy led Michael to the living room and over to the velvet burgundy couch, sitting him down. She climbed onto his lap, legs on either side of his waist, facing him and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, one button at a time.
Michael is fascinated and is excited to rediscover every inch of Lucy’s body. She takes off his shirt and leans in to kiss him, her breasts now pressing into his chest. He grabs her ass and pulls her hips harder into his swollen member. Fuck, he couldn’t wait to take off her pants and taste her pussy.
But Lucy has beaten him to it. She was already on her knees between his legs, pulling off his pants and underwear. She lets out a barely audible gasp when she sees his cock, rigid and ready for her. She slowly starts to touch it with her fingers, gently stroking around the head, then grabs the shaft with her fist, enjoying the feeling of the hard cock in her palm.
Michael leans forward and unhooks her bralette in order to enjoy the sight of all her skin. Lucy rubs his member up and down her chest, letting him feel her breasts with his cock. Then, she leans forward and lightly starts licking his head, looking up at him to see his reaction.
Michael is enjoying the rush of the feeling of having a hook up with a random stranger, but is pleased he knows the sex is going to be great. He watches as Lucy starts to take more of him into her mouth, her saliva running down his cock as she audibly licks and sucks it.
He runs his hands through her hair, grabbing the back of her head and slightly pulling her face away from his hardness, keeping it just out of reach so all she can do is moan for more and touch it with the tip of her tongue. He then releases his hold and she takes he throbbing cock all the way into her mouth until it’s down the whole of her throat. Michael moans with pleasure,
Micheal: “Ah god Lucy, you’re fucking amazing”
The next thing he knows, Lucy is taking off her jeans, pulling her panties to the side and slowly lowering herself on top of him. She moans as she feels him fill her up from the inside.
Lucy: “oh my god Michael, you’re so fucking hard”
She starts to move her hip up and down, riding him so that his cock is hitting her in all the right places. He puts his fingers between her wet pussy lips and begins to stroke her clit as she thrusts. Lucy leans her head back as they start fucking faster and faster, caught up in the excitement of it all.
Micheal: “I want you to come when I come”
Lucy nods her head as she bites her lip.
He focuses on not blowing open inside her too early and masterfully rubs her enlarged clit until he feels her on the precipice of climax. Unable to hold back both of them yell and shudder in ecstasy, letting every bit of tension flow from their bodies as the pleasure hits them.
Michael collapses into the couch and Lucy’s body is draped over him, both breathing heavily in excitement and relief. Slowly Lucy peels herself off him,
Lucy: “Well, it looks like you’re a keeper”
And gives him a cheeky wink.