My [F]irst fan meeting part 2 hope you enjoy the story, part 3 cumming soon ;-) | 2016

This is part two of my first meeting with a blog reader, read Fan Meeting Part 1 to get filled in on how things got started.

So Tom (my blog fan), hopefully my first fan meeting candidate to pan out, got back to us confirming the time and the date. Sunday between 6-7pm.

Daddy and I got a hotel room in the area, checked in around 3pm.

I tried on a few different outfits and decided to wear a pink and black bra and panty set with stockings and a button up shirt, you can see it here I'll post more of those pics on my blog as well. Daddy was taking pictures of me changing in and out of different sexy outfits (future photo shoots for my loyal fans) and got hard, so he decided to fucked my mouth. Hehe

Tom messaged around 5 confirming that he just got off work and that he will be heading over soon.

I was really nervous at this point. I mean we’ve met verified guys and couples from swinger’s sites, but never a fan from my blog! I started asking Daddy “what if he’s not who he says he is, what if he brings a bunch of people and rapes us both? what if…” you know the usual haha. Daddy assured me that he will go down to the lobby and meet Tom first, talk to him for a few minutes and make sure he was who he appeared to be in the emails before he brings him anywhere near me or the room. I’m sure Tom was just as nervous about meeting us, as many of you still doubt my authenticity.

Daddy and I laid in bed waiting, talking about random stuff as we always do, and when I looked over at the clock it was just after 6pm. We messaged Tom asking if he was on his way, and how long he would be. We didn’t get a reply. Crap is my first fan meeting going to turn out to be a dud?

As we laid there, waiting, talking, I decided to “trick” Daddy. I’ve mentioned in the Anal sex, works for me post that Daddy has never fucked me up the ass, though we talk about it often and express our desire for it (Daddy often gets hard talking about fucking me up the ass), he is afraid of hurting me in any way so when it comes down to it he doesn’t follow through with it. Funny because it’s not like I’ve never done anal, and it’s not like he’s never fucked a girl up the ass, but he cherishes me so much and doesn’t want to hurt me even a tiny little bit so he stays away from my asshole.

Well I had to prepare myself for Tom and his 10 inch monster cock, so I put a bottle of lube beside the bed. While talking about what I might do with Tom and what special treatment he might get being the recipient of the excitement of finally meeting a fan, I moved down and started sucking Daddy’s cock, and after a few minutes I asked him to fuck me from behind. He got behind me and was fucking me doggy when I popped the question “does Daddy want baby’s ass?” (a quick hint for the girls, guys can’t really think with their big head when they’re horny, so it’s the perfect time to ask them questions!). He paused, and shyly said “yes… but I don’t want to hurt baby”. I said “you won’t hurt me, I have lube right here! we can try and see if it hurts” he said “umm, are you sure?” about 42 times. ;-) I told him that I’m sure, I reached over and grabbed the bottle of lube and squeezed some on his cock. Rubbed it all over the tip, the sides, and rubbed the rest of it around my asshole. (On a side note, I had already cleaned and stretched out my ass in the washroom prior to laying down so my asshole was nice and clean and ready). I assumed the position and bent over the bed, Daddy put the head of his cock at the entrance of my ass, and slowly entered me. Although it hurt a bit, as putting anything up the ass hurts a little bit at first, the pain was soon minimized and forgotten by the rush of pleasure I was feeling. I took a deep breath and relaxed and my ass opened up nicely for Daddy to push the rest of his cock inside it.

Daddy commented on how tight my ass was, how good it felt, and soon increased the pace. He grabbed my hips and started thrusting into me deeper and harder. A few strokes later, he came inside my ass and collapsed on top of me. We went to clean up, came back and laid in bed. Looked over at the clock and it was now 7pm. I wondered if Tom was going to even show up, or if he would chicken out like this other guy (funny story, I’ll write about it in a future post) and if this fan meeting would set a bad precedent for the future. 7:10, Tom messages saying he’s on his way, and asked for the cross streets of the hotel. Thinking he will be here soon, I started getting nervous again.

7:30… 7:45… 8:00 and still no sign of Tom. Daddy messaged him a few times asking if he was lost, with no reply. I was getting annoyed at his point. I hadn’t eaten since lunch and I thought Tom would’ve came and left by 8. I was sure that Tom was a fake and had wasted our time, we even talked about the fact that maybe fan meetings were not to be, as the build up let down and the up and down of emotions was not worth the trouble.

Disappointed, I got up, grabbed my pants to get dressed so we could go get dinner. Daddy was still sure that Tom wasn’t a fake, he wouldn’t have wasted all that time emailing, sending us pictures and videos of himself just to flake at the last minute! Or could he? So as a last effort, Daddy called him and Tom answered and said that he was just walking up to the lobby. Better late than never…? We will see I guess, so Daddy left the room to go down to the lobby and I sat on the bed waiting to see if Tom passed Daddy’s fan meeting interrogation hehe.

A few minutes later, I could hear two guys (one clearly Daddy, and the other with a really deep voice) down the hall talking, walking towards the room.

I heard the door open and a few seconds later, there was Tom.

Fan meeting Part 3 coming up in a couple of days!

Xoxo,