Kidnapped By Stacy – A Hot Sex Story
It was the stuff of fantasies. My wildest dreams realized. Kidnapped by a gorgeous and sexy woman who was soon to become my captor. I was so excited. Little did I know, that the next few days of my life were going to be filled with pure pleasure and unbridled sexual excitement.
My name is Matt and it was a typical Saturday night out with the boys. We had been drinking and enjoying the night when this beautiful woman, Stacy, strutted up to me and asked, “Would you like to come with me?”
I was taken aback and unsure of how to respond. Stacy was breathtakingly gorgeous and could have had any man she wanted. I reluctantly agreed, my friends watching in disbelief. Before I knew it, Stacy had grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the group.
We got into Stacy’s car and she drove quickly away from the bar. I couldn’t help but notice how attractive and confident she was, her hand never leaving mine. Eventually, she pulled into a hotel and we got a room.
Once inside, Stacy turned to me and said, “I’m kidnapping you, and you have no say in the matter. You’re mine now.” I was a bit taken aback at first, but soon the excitement of the situation took over.
My captor wasted no time in getting down to business. She immediately grabbed me and threw me down on the bed, where she proceeded to rip my clothes off. She then proceeded to lick, kiss and caress every inch of my body. I was speechless, barely able to comprehend the pleasure I was experiencing.
Stacy then began to take control of the situation, using her expertly trained hands to bring me to the brink of orgasm numerous times. She moved from sucking my nipples, to licking my earlobes and back down my body. Her skillful mouth moved ever so slowly down to my cock and it wasn’t long before I was the one pleasuring her.
I caressed her body with my hands, her soft curves enthralling me. My tongue explored her body, from her neck to her inner thighs. We moved seamlessly from one position to the next, Stacy always in control.
It wasn’t long before we were both panting with desire, and Stacy expertly moved us into position for one of the most intense sexual experiences of my life. We moved swiftly and passionately, our bodies intertwined in a passionate embrace.
The intensity was almost too much to bear, Stacy’s tight pussy gripping my cock like a vice. I felt her muscles contract around me as she rode me to orgasm, her screams echoing off the walls. With one final thrust I was pushed over the edge, Stacy’s orgasm soon following.
We lay there panting and exhausted, our bodies intertwined. I had gone from being kidnapped to being captivated by Stacy’s amazing sexual prowess. I had been taken under her spell, and I never wanted to leave.
Eventually, we gathered ourselves and got dressed before Stacy drove me back to the bar. She had a wicked smile on her face as she dropped me off, then drove away. I was sad to see her go, but I was also filled with a newfound confidence. I had been kidnapped by Stacy, and the experience had been incredible.
