There I was standing naked in front of a man I had just met less than an hour ago...alone with him in his hotel room. My head was spinning, and I felt the need to sit down again. I asked if I could use a towel, and walking into the bathroom, I wondered what he was thinking. I placed the towel down on the bench at the foot of the bed and sat down in such a way that I could play with my pussy in his clear sight. I had one request for him all evening, and that was for him to touch my breasts. When he asked why I wanted that, I told him how I enjoy knowing the touch of someone other than Tank's. If he were to break his own rule of no touching in order to honor my request, he would have to find the right moment. His precum was still dripping, so I asked for more. He placed some on my finger, and instead of placing it on my tongue, I rubbed it on and aorund my hard clit. It was the perfect lube. I massaged myself and inserted one, then two fingers as deep into my pussy as they would go. My wet pussy sounds were the only noise in the room. He asked if he could take a closer look at my pussy and I said "Yes." He walked closer to me. I did not know how that was going to make me feel, but again, I was stepping out of my comfort zone. He crouched down between my spread legs and placed his head within an inch or two from my very wet and open pussy...so very close, that I could feel his breath on my lips (and not the ones on my face lol). He lingered there for what seemed a long time, as I watched the sensual excitement on his face. He whispered for me to spread my lips apart and I did as I was asked. He continued speaking in whispers how beautiful my pussy and lips were, and I enjoyed his comments. Something about a whispered tone, when it was clear there was no reason for him to have to whisper, was very erotic, and I told him to continue. It was sometime around this point I had a revelation. For three years now, I've been teasing and playing behind the safety of the cam. But now, it was for real and not fantasy...my fantasy and reality were intersecting, and that excited me immensely. I knew that this was something I was going to remember to tell Tank when I got home, so that we could explore this together.

Max stood up and I could see the result of my nakedness in his hard cock. He was very aroused. Precum started oozing again from his cock. He circled around the bench and stood beside me, never touching, his cock suspended over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out below the dripping tip waiting to taste some more of his sweetness. He stroked himself until there was enough sweet sticky fluid to just drip onto my tongue. I watched in anticipation as it slowly dripped. I licked my lips and savored the sweetness. (Probably one of the hottest moments!)  I continued to play with my pussy, inside and around the lips, enjoying the feel of playing for Max and listening to nice wet pussy sounds. All the while, I was killing myself for not bringing my bag of toys along! I honestly didn't think I was going to play...didn't think I'd have the nerve to play for a total stranger. But here I was, masterbating live together with Max. I wanted his warm wet tongue to circle my clit while his very long fingers pressed deep inside me. But, he continued to stroke himself while watching me touch myself. He moved his body dangerously close to mine. He stuck his cock within an inch of my face and he could feel my breath. I warned him that my tongue might want a lick. "No, no" he said. He positioned himself so that his balls were next to my face and I motioned my hands to cup his balls. He backed away and reminded me of my commitment to his "no touching" rules. He came back to my body and watched me touch myself while he stroked away. My pussy was feeling really good. At that point he grabbed my left tit for a feel and a squeeze, but for only a few seconds. My eyes closed. I wanted more, and it left me feeling a bit frustrated. He had been holding back for so long I was surprised. He was just about ready to explode. I told him I wanted him to cum on my tits and I wanted to take a picture. He stood over me, his feet on the bench...me between his legs. I looked from his face, to his cock, to his ass reflected in the mirror behind him. A nice ass I might add. He exploded, shooting his warm cum all over my stomach, tits, and neck. It kept flowing, enough to almost over my entire stomach, making a pool in my belly button. I didn't move, handed him my phone, and he snapped the one and only picture memory of those couple hours together. I immediately texted the picture to Tank and told him I'd be home soon.

Max and I have met once in the chatroom since our real life meeting. Is there a possibility that we'd meet again? Next time maybe with some of Cutie's rules? Only time will tell...hope you enjoyed my unique experience.