A blind arrangement

This was a very awkward situation for me. I felt like I had stepped back in time until the time of the Renaissance. It was a time where arranged marriages were very much part of the culture. However, in the 21st century, I found myself caught up in old traditions. I had never talked to him before. I had only seen pictures of him and his life. I had heard stories of him. In my eyes, this man was a hero to me. The stories about him made him seen like a knight. All those accessories of his life had consumed my heart. It created a feeling that superseded anything I had felt before. The days had passed where I believed that we were going to meet. The problem was that he didn’t even know I was alive. I experienced a rude awakening with this acknowledgement. The message was passed to him that his name was used for foul play and wanted to make it up to me. My heart felt great sorrow but there was some relief. A fictional character would soon become realistic to me.

From what I already knew, he was a gentle giant. He was 6 feet and 8 inches tall. He weight about 310 pounds. He had a 56 in chest. He wore a size 36 pants and size 18 shoes. He had dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. He was a work of art in my eyes. However, I feared that all I had learned was not true. So the day, we had decided to meet. I wanted to keep the man that was placed in my head on a pedestal. I made many request for our first meeting. I wanted to be at sunset, somewhere open and secluded at the same time. He respected it and wanted to follow through.

I saw the place in which we were to meet. It would be our first date. It was an open field. There was a table in the middle of nowhere. Two taper candles were lit. I see wine glasses and a bottle of wine. I wore a tan summer dress. It was halter top style. It was decorated with coins. My feet were covered in a pair of high heel sandals. There was a slight breeze in the evening. The sun reflected onto my skin. I looked like a heavenly angel as I made my way across the field. I finally reached to the table and I waited. My heart began to sink as I waited. I thought it was another cruel joke. From a distance, I saw the silhouette of a large man approach me. He had a bag in one hand which held food that we going to eat. I didn’t know how to acknowledge him. I felt a soft smile forming. I felt a twinkle in my eyes. I knew I had begun staring at him. I saw a soft smile coming from him. My heart gave me permission me to go ahead and run up to him and hug him. But I didn’t want to be too forward.

I waited for him to sit me down. He pulled my chair out and I sat down. I let him get the food ready. I let him speak first. I didn’t know if I was going to say anything throughout the night. I was in awe. Then he asked me a question. My voice was soft. I held myself with confidence, but I felt meek in his company. Then he pours a glass of wine for me. I never had been so nervous before in my life. I’ve heard stories that he was a wall and that I would take a lot more than just a pretty face to make him weak for me. However, he was gentle with me. He continued to pour the wine and I continued to drink. However I couldn’t relax nor could I eat. I was mesmerized by his presence.

This incredible man got up from his seat and walked over to me. His hands gracefully placed themselves on my shoulders. They began to message me. His voice purred in my ear. The lips then kissed my naked earlobe. Then the lips traced the nape of my neck. His manly arms wrapped around me. He held me tight as I felt his warm breath on my body. He whispered an apology. His apology broke the ice. My hand had the urge to caress his face. I finally got the courage to move myself in my seat. I positioned myself so I could look into his eyes. Our lips met and we encountered the first kiss. It was the type of kiss that only could in exist in movies. It was the type of kiss in where a girl would kick up her leg because she feels like she about to go to heaven. You never forget the first kiss. Then there was a hug that gave me goose bumps. The following was something that was not expected.

He was able to lift me up. He carried me to his seat. I sat on his lap and we continued to kiss. Fingers were roaming through each other’s hair. Then his lips lowered down to my collar bone. It got the blood flowing in my body. Images of the different possible scenarios surfaced. The desire to feel him was burning within me. I felt my submissive nature was controlling me when I had removed myself from his lap and lowered my lips to a distance in which I could give him oral gratification. I had long to make him feel very manly. There was some hesitation from him. Soon he gave in after I initially placed my lips on the head. He relaxes as his manhood grew hard in my mouth. I do it nice and slow. The saliva makes the cock glisten in the dark. With every bob, I felt him relax. In my mind kept telling me that I was making his toes would curl up in his shoes. I would occasionally look up at him to see how aroused he was from what I was doing. I felt his dick twitch with the licks.

Soon I was stopped. He directed me to get up. The things on table were swept off. He sat me on the table. He ran his hands up my legs. He massaged my calves. As my legs were bent, he used them as a way to maneuver me to the edge of the table. The kissing continued as he massaged my thighs. His thumbs got close to my panties and he began to massage my pussy through the material. I heard him moan in approval. He pressed harder looking to find my clit. He gave up on the search and slipped his fingers in my panties. He felt the moisture that was accumulating from all the kissing and touching. Moans of approval accompanied the fondling. His thumb lowered itself to feel the entrance of my pussy. He started pressing around the edge. As a result, I whispered, “I want more.” He desired more as well.

The panties slid down my legs. They wrapped around my ankle. Soon they landed on the ground. The material from my dress was soon lifted. He directed his cock into my pussy and it pressed up inside of me. I let out a sigh. His hard member pushed deep inside of me. My body automatically wanted to lie on its back. I did so. I felt my body moving in a back and forth motion. My pussy was enjoying the penetration. Then he rearranged the way my legs were. He let them lay on his shoulders. His hands were able to touch the other parts of my body. The rest of my body was so eager to be touched. I had untied the strings from the halter top so I can expose my tits. I began to fondle myself. Then he took over. He leaned over me a little to get his dick really deep in me. When he did that, his cock hit that special spot. I moaned loudly.

My pussy was gushing all over his cock. I spoke softly as I begged for more. He felt me climaxing all over his cock. He smiled because he felt so accomplished. He continued to thrust in me until I felt myself get filled up by him. I had closed my eyes while we were having sex. When I opened my eyes, I saw him. This person I had fantasized about for so many nights. He was looking down at me with a twinkle in his eye and smiling.