3 comments/ 58915 views/ 40 favorites Erin Andrews By: primetime73 I had worked at the upscale hotel in our college town for just over a year while finishing up grad school. Most of my hours were spent bartending in the hotel lounge. The tips were good as most guests in the 4 star hotel were on business so they had expense accounts and we definitely were the nicest hotel in the medium sized college town. We even had few regulars as salesman and women came through town. Most of the celebrities stayed there as well but they rarely left their rooms or at a minimum just sent their people out for requests. The one exception was the ESPN crews. The on air talent often stopped in for a drink or three after a game and made great converstions prior to closing time. They usually didn't have to get up for anything but a flight home the next day so staying out late wasn't a problem. It was through these sessions that I finally met Erin Andrews. She never came down from her room at first, but after the other guys in the crew worked on her and told her there weren't many people in bar an no one would bother her she finally started to hang out and have a drink at the end of their workdays. I had probably served her 3 or 4 times, always probably a little too quick to give her free on the house, but hey she was smoking hot and I wanted her to stick around as long as possible. She was actually pretty funny and after a drink or two would laugh hysterically at Mussberger's stories about broadcasting in the 60's and 70's. I even got to be on a first name basis with her so that she would stop in an say hello if I was working in the evening before she headed out with the crew to cover a basketball game. Luckily this year our basketball arena hosted our conference tournament and ESPN was there to cover it for the weekend. Games started on Thursday and ran through Sunday so the crew would in town for at least 4 days. I stopped in at the bar on Thursday afternoon to check the weekend schedule and was just relaxing sitting on a stool drinking a soda when I heard knock on the glass door. I saw Erin standing there with a stack of papers peering in the window and sticking her tongue out at me. Jumping off the bar stool I hurried over and unlocked the door opening it up as she walked away. "Hey Erin," I called out. "Oh hey," she responded turning back towards me, "Alex, you didn't have to unlock the door. I just saw you sitting in there while I was walking by and banged on the glass to say hi. My damn luggage got held up at the airport and we've got a game in 4 hours so I had to snag notes from the producer to cram some info on the coaches and teams. I gotta get back up stairs and get ready but we'll probably all be in the bar later. Are you working tonight?" "Yeah, I was just checking the schedule and I'll be there tonight 'til close." "I should have known, do you work every night or just the nights when we're in town? I swear you must check the football and basketball schedule." She laughed lightly at her tease. "Of course I do," I admitted. "Mussburger leaves great tips and tells great stories." "Uh huh. I'm sure that is the only reason." She rolled her eyes at me before stepping onto the just arrived elevator. Erin was never conceited when she sat around with the guys, she knew she was hot and that guys lusted after her but once with a group of friends she just had fun. "O.K. you got me Erin, I like checking out your ass too!" Her eyes bugged out a bit as she pretended to be mad through clenched teeth, "Shut up!" The elevator door shut as she shook her head at me. I couldn't believe I said that to her face but it all stemmed from the last time she and guys were in the bar. They were all teasing her about some fan that kept yelling,"Erin I love you! I'll pick your ass for you!" during a recent game after she got busted trying to discreetly pull her underwear out of her ass crack when she thought no one was looking. The guys kept teasing her all night about checking her ass for pantylines or a thong. She took it all in good nature as she had really become one of the guys, even when one of the sound guys played the Thong Song on his phone for her. Of course she had to know I wasn't entirely kidding about checking out her ass. She once busted me looking down her top when she leaned over the bar to grab some cherries out of the fruit tray. Her scoop neck sweater gave me a pretty good view of her well rounded tits pushed together in a white bra before she busted me and threw a cherry in my face. I thik she was a little drunk at the time so she quickly forgot about it. It was one of the only times she had more than 2 martinis in a night. Just as I was leaving the hotel for class I ran into my friend Mikel. He asked me to come in a little early and cover for him at the bellman desk for a few hours while he took his grandma to the doctor. It would only be for a couple hours and he'd be back well before my bar shift began. I told him sure, since it was pretty easy and I could do it after class today. All I had to do was sit around, wait for someone with luggage and wheel it on a cart up to their room. A few hours later I was leaning on the bell stand when a woman from an airline walked in with a piece of rolling luggage carrying a clear plastic bag and an envelope. "Is there a Ms. Erin Andrews staying here?" Without even bothering to look it up I answered, "Yes, she's a guest here. Is that her luggage?" "Ah yeah, and tell her next time to think a little bit before packing her bag. I guess TSA freaked out when this one went through the scanner." She rolled the bag towards me and handed the envelope and the clear plastic bag to me. "Make sure she gets that, and sign here saying I left it with you." She pulled an electronic pad tethered to her hip up for me to sign before walking off. I don't think the woman had a clue who Erin was, just thought she was some novice traveller. I didn't really look at anything at first until I gathered the bag off the suitcase. It was pretty obvious what was in the clear plastic bag. I was immediately confused, shocked, surprised, all in one. I immediately looked at the clear bag and knew this was the referenced item in the letter, inside the bag was a thick rubbery penis shaped dildo, a metal vibrator with a charging cord wrapped around it, a battery pack, an alarm clock, and a bottle of lube. I took the bags up to Erin's room, knocking before entering, but knowing she had already left for the arena with tip off only about 2 hours away. She had a suite so I carried the big roller bag into the bedroom and placed it on the suitcase stand for her. I placed the envelope on the table in the seating area. The envelope wasn't sealed so I carefully opened it and read the single page inside. Of course I also received a surprise when Erin shouted, "What the fuck are you doing?" I turned around in shock, holding a fake dick in my hand as I faced her. "Uhhh, they brought your bags to me to bring up and told me to tell you that you should think before you pack your bags. They thought you had a bomb in there. That's why your luggage was held up." "What?! Where did you get that stfuff in your hand, that is not mine! I just got called from the airline saying my luggage was here so I rushed back to grab my notes from the bag. Why on earth are you in my room with a bunch of....?" She clearly didn't know what to say to a bartender/bellman standing in her room holding a wobbly pink penis dildo in his hand. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have looked in the bag. Look I didn't touch your clothes bag, this stuff fell out of the clear bag when was wrestling around with the big bag, you know putting it on that stand." I lied as convicing as I could about the dildo just falling out. "What the fuck!" She seemed exasperated. "Well whatever. That stuff isn't mine and if I find out you put it here in some sick fucking stalker game I'll have you arrested. Now get out." I tried apologizing as I hurried out, "Look Erin, I'm sorry, I didn't put it here. I'm mean I brought it up, but it was only because the airline said it was yours. I..." I didn't even finish before she shut the door behind me. I knew she was freaked. After the peephole incident I am sure she was already suspicious in hotel rooms. I went back to the bell stand waiting for the cops to show up or something but they never did and I didn't see Erin leave but I knew she did because there she was reporting from courtside an hour later. I watched the game from inside the bar after Mikel releived me at the bellstand and I began my bartending shift. Mussberger kept hinting at the joke they had planned for Erin and she seemed nervous and laughed uneasily at their jabs tonight. After the game the guys all came in for a drink and to my surprise Erin came in as well, although a few minutes after the crew. They all stood and cheered, causing her face to blush. She walked up to me and actually smiled a bit. "I guess I owe you an apology. The guys in the truck fessed up on the way back here. They planted that vibrator in my bag and made it look like a bomb just to fuck with me. When our travel department got the call their inside man tipped these jack asses off so they paid the delivery woman to pull the bag out of the suitcase and hand it to the bellman for delivery, figuring to add to my embarrassment." I couldn't help but laugh along with the rest of the crew as they slapped five and joked about their caper, wishing they had a video of Erin's face when she saw that vibrator. I joined in, "I know, her face was classic but then when I was talking and waving that fake dick around trying to explain myself." I could see Erin's eyes get wide and her head shake quickly from side to side. "Yeah, that fake dick vibrator..." At the same time a producer was asking, "What fake dick, we just put the metal vibrator in for the metal detector." I took Erin's cue, "You know what I mean, the vibrator dick thing..." He laughed, "Oh, shit. For a minute there you had me going. I thought you were going to say little innocent Erin had big fake cock in her travel bags." "Knock it off." Erin punched his arm. "You guys have embarrassed me and Alex enough for a night. You're lucky I'm a cool chick or I'd file sexual harrassment against you guys. But remember payback is a bitch and you know I'll get even with you guys." The night progressed without anything more unusual and Erin actually stayed up until she was the last to leave just before midnight. She was a bit tipsy after 2 Cosmo's and nothing to eat. "So tell me... is that big fake cock yours?" I asked, wiping the bar in front of her, while she leaned on her hand watching. "No." She laughed as she sat up at the question, "Of course not." "C'mon," I chided. "Your face was a dead give away. You didn't want me saying anything in front of those guys. I know it was yours." "I'm not talking about this. I'm going to bed." She deflected as she rose from her stool. "Whatever, Erin. I know your secret. I won't tell the guys about your boyfriend. Or...." "You wouldn't!" Her eyebrows rose in desperation as she put her hands on the bar and leaned towards me to make sure I saw her serious look. By leaning in she only accentuated her large tits, resting them on the bar surface just inches from my hand. I gulped a nervous bit of air, catching the scent of her hair. "I won't. Don't worry." "I'm serious. Please don't." She pleaded as she pushed back off the bar standing straight up. "They'll never let me live it down." "I promise." I agreed. "But I can't believe you carry that around. But then again you never talk about a boyfriend. And come to think of it you never get caught on TMZ or any of that stuff with a guy." "I know. I travel all the time and I don't have time for relationship." Erin explained, standing now behind the stools. I tried my best not to look down at her tight fitting sweater stretched across her ample chest while she started opening up about herself. "It's not like I can just go out to clubs anymore. Creepy guys and douchebags seem drawn to me and won't leave me alone. The only guys I really ever talk to are the production crew, athletes and guys like you and believe me , I don't go out in most hotels." "I can't believe you aren't married to some athlete by now. I mean a woman as hot as you..." "Yeah right. I know those guys. I hear their conversations and I am not marrying one of them, not to mention I cover college sports. Most of the guys are 10 years younger than me now. " "Hey, I'm 30, I'm available." I joked. "See, I never get to meet a normal guy like you or go do normal stuff where a guy like you would be. What I wouldn't give to just go out and have fun like a normal person or like back in college." A crazy idea hit me and given time to think about it I probably would have chickened out asking her but after getting caught in her room holding her dildo and hearing her slightly drunken complaints I figured what the hell. "Erin, I know a place you, well we, can go and you will be totally anonymous. No one will know who you are, you'll just be another hot girl dancing." Before she could shoot the idea down I explained, "There is club not far from here that has a huge Mardi Gras party and everyone wears masks and just parties. I could get you a mask and in the dark club no one would suspect it was you hanging out with some regular guy." I neglected to tell her everything about the party but I wanted to draw her in at first before she shot down the idea. "Are you asking me on a date?" Erin smiled coyly, leaning forward on the back of the stool this time, pushing up her tits again. "I can't believe you had the guts to ask me." She teased. "Hey you said you never get to go out so I'm just offering up the chance. You don't have to call it a date, just two people going to the club." I tried to back down the implications of a date since I didn't want her to say no. "The party doesn't get really going until late so it is not a problem to show up this late..." "You mean tonight? It's already after eleven. I haven't been out late in months." I could sense her coming up with excuses but she surprised me by continuing her own thinking aloud and looking at the ceiling. "Then again I don't have to do anything until after 3 tomorrow afternoon. I was just going to hit the gym so it isn't like I can't sleep in...yeah, I'll go." She made up her mind looking at me. "You'll have to find me a mask somewhere at this hour." "Ah, the mask is easy, the rest of the wardrobe is a little more challenging." "What do you mean? Can't I just grab something from suitcase? I know I don't have any real club wear stuff but I can still come up with something." "Well, the other part of the party is that it is supposed to be a lingerie and pajama party so in order to get in you have to dress in lingerie or pajamas." "Oh, how convienient you left that part out. I don't really travel with either of those so unless you know a place to buy women's lingerie at 11 o'clock on a Thursday night I guess I'm not going." My heart jumped a bit when I heard her challenge. First, that she mentioned lingerie and not pajamas and second that she implied she would go if I could set her up with some. "So... it's a go if I can find you some?" "Sure, Alex, you find me an outfit, and not something like just a bra and underwear and I'll go." "Great, I'll meet you in your room in 30 minutes after I close up here and get your outfit." I was practically running to start closing things down. "Care to give me a hint on size?" "I'll take a size four, but good luck finding something that my chest will fit into." She winked at the last part, before continuing, "See you upstairs in a few, but don't bother if you're empty handed, I'll just go to bed." Erin had no idea of the neighborhood and fortunately for me I knew there was a 24 hour Adult Shop only 2 blocks away. In addition to the usual videos, magazines, and toys, they had large section of lingerie and masks for games. I zipped over and picked out a fairly tastefuly and probably the most conservative thing I could find. I didn't want something too risque for fear she wouldn't wear it. Once back to the hotel I hurried up to her room on the 8th floor, knocking discreetly in case anyone was still up and knew she was there. Erin opened the door wearing a robe and slippers, brushing her teeth. "I didn't think you'd find anything so I was getting ready for bed." She explained leading me into her suite. "Were did find something so fast at this time?" I tossed the bag on the couch, "There's a shope just around the corner, open 24 hours, I knew they'd have something." "A porno shop no doubt. I'm not wearing some crotchless panties or anything like that." She explained spitting out the last of her toothpaste in the room's bar sink before grabbing the bag. "Let's see what we have here." She pulled out the satin babydoll nighty and held it up against herself. "That doesn't look too bad... where's the bottoms?" She dug around in the bag and pulled out a pair of matching shorts and the extra silk pajama pants I added in case the shorts were too revealing. "Hmm, this isn't too bad at all. I'll try it on and see, but I think it will be acceptable. You can put yours on out her while I get ready in the bedroom." She instructed as she closed the door behind her. I quickly changed into my rather boring silk pajama top and pants. They were a little tight on my athletic 6 foot 3 frame, especially across the shoulders and chest but I was used to that with any off the rack clothes. Erin emerged about 10 minutes later. I immediately felt the heat rise in my groin, praying I wouldn't pop a hard on right then. She wore the pink baby doll nightie as I expected but she surprised me by foresaking a bra under neath it. The thin spaghetti straps held up the supporting fabric that covered her boobs which stretched the top to the limit. The deep V showed plenty of cleavage of her seperated tits stuffed into the cups above the elastic band around her chest. The guy at the store hadn't been much help, but finding a size 4 that said it would hold a C cup while knowing she was probably a D had been the best I could do. I could barely make out the hint of slightly hard nipples staring back at me, covered by just that thin satin layer. Her bare shoulders and arms shivered just a bit in the cool air, sending shockwaves across her tits. Erin is tall so the baby doll barely made it to her waist, offering clean view of the short shorts hiding her ass but fully exposing her long legs and muscular thighs. I was totally stricken and aroused knowing just how little seperated her naked body from me. "It really isn't much more revealing than some of that stuff I wore on Dancing With the Stars." She told herself aloud. "I'll have to put the pants on to keep warm but it looks O.K. right?" She twirled once letting the motion carry up the nightie, exposing her stomach and giving me a passing view of her tight ass and narrow waist in the shorts. "Looks great." I nearly applauded as she bent down, giving me a clear view down her top between her tits as she stepped in the pants and pulled them up. I couldn't see the expression on her face hidden behind the purple sequined mask but I felt like she was smiling at me. When we got to the club it was hot and full of sweaty writhing bodies as expected. The cab driver gave no hint he recognized her in her mask and wearing a long overcoat. We were too late to get a table so we had a drink at the bar, yelliing to each other over the thumping music, laughing and oggling all the costumes around us. I saw a balcony set up near the dance floor where bouncers and VIP's tossed beads down to girl who flashed them, just like in New Orleans. Erin was relaxing as it was apparent no one looked at her face anyway so her fears of being recognized dissipated. Soon she was bouncing to the beat a bit and we moved to the crowded dance floor. Erin Andrews She surprised me with her aggressiveness, I could feel her body against mine leaving little to imagination. At one point her legs straddled mine and her firm breasts pressed my chest as she danced with her arms drapped on my shoulders, hips grinding. We must have stayed out for 3 songs working up a sweat. I looked down noticing the sweat from her body making the nightie cling to her, outlining her tits and even nipples perfectly. She started gyrating more and dancing in a bigger area seperating us for a bit as people filled in any available space. I could see her dancing with her back to a muscular shirtless black guy, obviously grinding her ass towards him. As I made my way closer I was surprised to see not only was she totally rubbing her ass against his crotch, his hands slid up her hips and he was cupping a handful of her tits, squeezing and kneading them a bit before sliding back down to her hips. She didn't seem to mind a bit and in fact her nipples were completely hard as she kept dancing and flipping her hair from side to side, pantomiming that he was doing her from behind. I watched his hand begin roving up again and this time Erin grabbed one and squeezed it over her tits as if to say it was alright as she said good bye to him and moved back up against me. It was obvious his cock was hard and he had to have been rubbing all up and down her ass and maybe even her pussy as she ground against him for those few moments. Erin's hair was sweaty and a bit stringy but she still looked amazing as we found ourselves under the balcony. I heard the shouts occassionally over the music of, "Show your tits!" Erin finally smiled up and stepped back from the wall, gripping the bottom of the baby doll top. In one fluid motion she pulled the top up to her chin freeing each cantaloupe sized breast. Her small dark nipples pointed straight ahead, the rounded curve of the flesh barely changed position relative to their former captive state. She shouted something impercetable back up as the beads showered down. Her tits swayed back and forth with her laugh and she even gave them a shake before dropping her top back down and wrestling her boobs into place. "Don't look so surprised!" She shouted in my ear as she leaned back into me laughing. "I've seen you checking them out all night, so now you've seen them. It was fun to just do it once. Guys always yell, show your tits, at me. I haven't flashed anyone since spring break about 10 years ago." Normally, I'm not big into dancing but I had no problem spending time on the floor having her pressed against me by the crowd or just her own style of dancing. She seemed to love rubbing herself up and down my body, almost like a cat who is starved for attention. At one point she slipped a hand inside my shirt and caressing my bare ribs and abs while she essentially dry humped my thigh to the beat of the music. My hands remained around her waist holding her close but too afraid to get too grabby and content to just let her hands wander. When the music stopped and we seperated her hand fell out of my shirt and she brushed it down against my semi erect cock. I didn't know if she did it on purpose or just by accident because she only paused for a second before continuing on to grasp my hand and head for the bar area while the D.J. announced some contest winner. Everyone else seemed to have the same idea and the bar was three or four people deep all around it. A girl next to me wore a sheer bra, leaving nothing to the imagination. Erin of course busted me checking her out and tried to sound offended. "I can't believe you are eyeing up that girl right in front of me." "What?" I played innocent. "I can't help it if she is wearing next to nothing and is right next me." I countered leaning down so Erin could hear me, catching awhiff of her hair still smelling great even mixed with sweat. "Are you ready to get out of here? I am going to be a wreck tomorrow if we stay out any later and I can't even get drink anymore it is so crowded up here." I agreed and we retrieved our jackets from the coat check and hailed a cab. Erin squeezed my arm and huddled next to me for the short ride back to the hotel. My regular clothes were still up in her room so I escorted her all the way inside. Once back inside her room she grabbed a bottle of water from the mini bar and tossed me the second one. The cool dry night air and the air conditioned room had dried our sweaty skin but the silky and satin pajama wear was clamming and still damp. Erin's nipples still looked like hard diamonds poking out of the clingy top. She surprised me by bending down and pulling the pajama bottoms off. I wasn't sure if she did it on purpose or really didn't notice that she pulled the shorts off with the pants, leaving her in just the baby doll top and her white panties. The T back underwear exposed most of her ass as she walked towards her bedroom and threw the bottoms inside before walking back and sitting on the chair across from me. She crossed her legs and leaned her head back, letting out long sigh. "That was so fun, I haven't been out like that in a long time." Her head came back up to look at me, "Thank you. I really needed that but my legs feel dead." "Not a problem. I had a great time and even though I don't like dancing that much, you made it fun." It wasn't a stretch of the truth by any measure. She looked amazing sitting across from me in the filmy lingerie, the elastic band accentuated her large firm tits and the damp fabric left little to the imagination. Her long tan legs crossed and bouncing with nervous energy. "Oh really?" She commented bringing both her feet up onto the chair and her knees to her chest taking all the weight off them. Her knees now blocked my view of her tits but it also gave me an incredible view of her thinly veiled pussy squeezed between her thighs, outlining her lips and slit between them. Her forearms remained on her knees letting the bottle dangle for a few moments before she moaned, "I should probably get changed and let you get your clothes on." My heart sank as I realized the night was coming to an end. She stood up, giving me a great view of her ass again as she headed for the suite's bedroom. "I'll change in here and give you the living area to get changed again." She said over her shoulder, closing the door behind her. I sat quietly for a minute or two, just taking in the moment before pushing myself to my feet and unbuttoning the shirt. I had just stepped out of one leg of the pajamas when Erin's door opened and she stepped out wearing a robe, slightly open revealing her white tank top underneath. She froze and I froze as we both realized I was standing there stark naked except for the pajama pants and my boxers around one leg. "I was just coming out to get my toothbrush from the sink out here." She explained walking to the area near the door. "I thought I gave you enough time to get changed, how long do you take anyway?" She looked back at me obviously checking me out. I still hadn't made a move to cover myself, happy that she remained in the room and didn't just close the door giving me more time. My cock was half hard and had risen to slight angle rather than hanging straight down, it's own weight not allowing it to stick straight out. I always trimmed my pubic hair very short, keeping my balls nearly bare and the area around my penis bare with plenty of smooth skin to match the hard smooth phallus sticking out. I stepped out of the last leg leaving me completely naked and stepped toward her. Her hair was held back by a dark band leaving her face completely uncovered as she stared first at my face then giving me a once over until I was only a couple feet away. "What are you doing?" She asked, holding her ground. "Nothing much, just seeing when you will stop me." I figured it was now or never, how often would I end up in a hotel room with a half dressed Erin Andrews and myself completely naked. "So you'll stop coming closer if I ask you to?" She raised her eyebrows and cocked her head at me. "Yep, all you have to do is say stop and I'll turn around and finish getting dressed." I noticed she still hadn't moved so I stepped right in front of her and slowly tugged the robe belt that held the loosely bound robe together. "I thought you were just coming closer, not touching me." She seemed to warn. "I'm not really touching you, just your robe. Besides you haven't told me to stop yet." The robe opened up and showed her still wearing the same panties and obviously no bra under the white tank top. I must have looked like a hungry lion staring at a fresh kill the way I stared at her body and licked my lips. She half twisted and set the toothbrush back on the counter behind her while my hands moved to her hips pulling her tight against my naked body. She still hadn't objected to anything and I pressed ahead letting my hands rove up her sides and over both firm tits, lifting up and and letting my fingers slide back down from the top toward the center, pressing them together and running the rough fabric over her sensitive nipples. Her body tensed for just a second as I touched her but quickly relaxed. Just like in the club she writhed like a wanton cat against me and slowly turned her back toward me letting the robe fall away as she dropped down to her knees and slid her back back up against me. My hands moved back to the front sliding my palms from her thighs up her flat stomach and working both breasts again. Her nipples rolled like glass marbles on the dense meatiness of her tits. Her hands reached up and back to the back of my head as she leaned into me, letting my hands rove all over her. I finally put my lips on her neck and gently kissed her, letting my tongue even tickle her ear lobe a bit. Erin sighed mightily, making the first sound she questioned my opening her robe. "That feels so good," she whispered. I felt the little shiver in her body as I continued the light kissing while touching her everywhere. "Yeah, do you like it when I kiss your neck like this?" I asked blowing and kissing around to the back of her neck, nuzzling her hair out of the way. "Mmmhhhmmm," she muttered. "What about when I squeeze your tits and tease your nipples like this?" I pressed her tits together and gently gave her nipples a tweak. "Uh, huh, I can't believe you waited this long to touch me. I saw you staring at them all night. I finally had to let some other guy feel me up." She added as she let her hands fall back down over her tits and pulling mine back up to them. "Where else do you like being touched?" I teased slipping one hand down from between her hand and her right tit and down to her hip. Slowly I pressed forward letting my fingers run into her inner and thigh, caressing down then back up. I moved back toward her ass letting the back of my hand float over her bare cheek until just my finger tips were inside the fabric. Pulling gently I ran my two fingers inside that band like a trail around her hip and to the front feeling the heat from her pussy just inches away. The rough stubble of her pubic bone soon gave way to the wet slit emenating heat like small furnace. Her legs spread slightly more, encouraging my fingers to keep going, rubbing her lips together and then probing between them. She was definitely wet. I used the secretions to lube my fingers and tease her opening before slipping a finger inside her. Erin leaned forward supporting herself on the counter as I stimulated her clit and continued rubbing her lips and randomly pushing inside her with a finger or even two. As I picked up the pace with both fingers working her clit, rubbing in circles faster and faster her breather picked up to match. She reached back with her left hand feeling around until she gripped my completely hard cock and began tugging firmly, trying to give me a hand job. "Oh God yes," she moaned as she matched my clit play with her strokes. She reached down and pulled my hand from her panties with right and turned to face me, letting go of my cock only long enough to change hands. She brought my hand to her mouth and slowly licked her own wetness from my fingers, apparently savoring her own taste and teasing my two fingers as she sucked them in. Her right hand pumping my cock in time with her mouth on my fingers. I led her over toward the couch, letting her sit in front of me, fulling intending to kneel down and giver her pussy a taste but she had her own ideas. The second she sat down her hands were running up the backs of my thighs and she was pulling my hips closer. Her mouth opened and she began sucking my cock in a fluid no hands motion. "Ohh fuck," was all I could say. Erin guided the pace pulling my thighs closer, pushing me gently away as she worked my pole. She was an amazing cocksucke, deep throating my none to small length the entire time. My hands fell to her head stroking her hair gently while she stopped to catch her breath. "You like that? She asked somewhat rhetorically. "I love sucking a nice fat shaved cock. I always save my best blow jobs for guys who keep it clean down here." She immediately began proving herself, lifting my cock up and licking from my bare balls up the underside of my dick and kissing the tip. It was like a teasing game for her as she licked the sides and ran my erect cock around her face, stroking it and sucking my balls. I leaned over and began pulling her shirt up her back, dragging it up over her tits from behind. Erin sat up momentarily to let the her arms out of the holes and I watched her tits spill out the bottom. Just like when she flashed the crowd they barely moved when freed from the fabric. A small bounce and they were still, firm and pointed with a slight curve from their own weight. I was moving the shirt so slowly that once Erin's mouth was exposed she leaned forward and just started hungrily sucking my cock again, leaving her arms still trapped in the shirt above her head. I held the shirt with one hand trapping her hands up like that and gently thrusted my hips forward to meet her no hands blow job. Nothing seemed to faze her as she kept sucking until I finally pulled the shirt all way off letting her arms fall back down. Immediately she gripped my cock and pumped it into her mouth, breathing through her nose as she picked up the pace. I finally had to make her stop because I was going to cum and I still wanted to fuck her. Pulling her to her feet gave me the chance to finally suck her hard bare nipples and tease her gigantic tits. She cupped on breast up to my mouth as I sucked her entire areola inside and moved from tit to tit making sure each nipple stood at complete slobbery attention. My hard cock stood straight up pressed between our bodies while we kissed for the first time. I couldn't wait any more and turned her back around gently pushing her shoulders over to present her pussy towards me. I didn't want to give her a chance to think about what she was doing and realize she was about to fuck a bartender in her hotel room. With one hand in the middle of her back and one hand guiding my rigid cock I pushed forward, sliding into the slick crevice to about half my cock in one motion. A brief sigh escaped her lips and to my wonder she immediately began rocking, fucking me back, and pushing my cock deeper with each motion. Within 4 or 5 thrusts my heavy balls were slapping against her stubbly pubics and swollen clit. My hand slid down her back to match my other gripping her hips and steadily pulling her against my thighs and pushing her away as my cock plunged in, separating her glistening lips and probing deep inside her throbbing pussy. I could feel the wet juices leaking out of her and running down my balls as the friction picked up. She was supporting herself with one arm on the back of the couch as she stepped up to put her knees on the cushions and allowing her to provide a more stable base to take the pounding from behind. Her free hand alternated between trying to control her swaying tits and reaching back to encourage my hammering her. Her movement up onto the couch caused me to break rhythm for a moment to which she ordered, "Oh God, don't stop now, keep fucking me, just keep fucking my pussy." I easily slid back in and resumed the slap,slap,slap,slap against her ass. I moved one hand up her side and gripped a handful of sweaty breast, kneading it and pulling her nipple a bit. She took the opportunity to slide her free hand down to her pussy, splitting her fingers apart on either side of my pistoning cock and then rubbing her clit pushing it upwards against the underside of my cock sending shivers through her body as she added to her pleasure. I couldn't take anymore and pulled out just in time as the ropes of cum splattered her ass cheeks, back, legs, and asshole. Erin was still gently rubbing her clit when I guided her back around so she was sitting on the couch facing me and my only slightly less hard cock. She was still breathing heavy and flushed, her tits pointing away from one another rising and falling as she stared up at me. Feeling the euphoria of climax I got a little more bold and ordered her, "Suck my cock hard again. I wanna fuck you more." I saw a brief look of surprise on her face, guessing she probably hadn't been talked to that way before, I tried to back off my bravado a bit leaning down I whispered, "Your pussy is so fantastic, I just want more." Erin smiled a bit and answered, "Maybe I'm not done yet and I want more cock.?" She started lightly stroking me, slow and deliberate as I started to harden again. The stopping on one down stroke and gripping the base of my cock she leaned in and swallowed it all in one motion. A few deep throats and I was close to full erection again. Encouraged by her aggressiveness I started getting more assertive, "Suck that cock, suck my big fucking cock." Erin countered by speeding up, stroking me and taking my entire length like a pro. I asked, "Do you want me to fuck you some more? Do you want this hard cock inside you?" She nodded in agreement as our eyes met, not able to speak with her lips stretched around the base of my cock. "Good girl. Tell me what you want. What do you want to do?" My cock fell from her lips and slipped along her neck as she firmly stated, "I want you to fuck me. Fuck my pussy right now." I sat on the couch next to her pulling her back across me as she faced me on my lap. "Well go ahead," I challenged, "fill your pussy with my cock. Ride me and see if you can make me cum again." I knew I was good to go for some time after the first round. Erin wasted no time and leveraging up and guiding my stiff pole to her open pussy as she slid back down on it. Her hands pushed down on my chest as her arms squeezed her tits together and she began the hip waves that let my cock stimulate her lips, clit, vaginal walls and deep inside recesses of her pussy. She speed up, biting her lip, and leaning forward smothering my face with her hair and tits as she came in a rush of fluid down my cock and balls to the cushions. She lay flat against me, my cock still inside her sensitive pussy. "My legs are shot, I can't be in this position anymore." I slid out of her feeling the cold room air on my wet cock as I let her roll off and onto her back. Still aroused I pushed right back inside her warmth as I pushed her knees up to her chest and fucked her deeply. I felt the full depth of her vaginal canal a few times bouncing off her cervix and eliciting a yelp from Erin. I let her legs back down and concentrated on the long deep thrusts and caused her to writhe and moan, playing with her tits and tugging her nipples as the waves of pleasure emanated from the deep tissue of her engorged and stretched pussy. Sweat was dripping off my body onto hers. Her nipples stood hard, the pink giving way to darkness from the blood rushing and constant tugging or sucking as I leaned down. The deep slow fucking lasted for what seemed like forever but finally I warned her I was about to cum. I was slowly pulling out when she gripped my ass, "Don't worry. I can't have kids, just cum inside me. I want to feel your cock cum deep inside me." Erin Andrews I needed no further advice and let loose was felt like was the slowest ejaculation of my life. Maybe it was her pussy's tight grip on my dick but I felt as if my cock was pumping out thick fluids in slow pulses. Erin moaned, "I can feel your cock throbbing inside me. You feel so fucking good right now." I pulled away finally and sat on the couch as Erin lounged, one leg on the floor, legs spread open, leaking cum from both of us without a hint of modesty or concern. By now all alcohol and adrenaline had worn off of both of us. "I don't want to be rude but you should probably get going." She muttered out from underneath her arm across her face. "It is almost morning and I don't want anyone to see you leave here." "Oh yeah, I should get out of here." I said too quickly. "Don't worry," she explained, "I don't want you to go." She sat up putting a hand on my naked thigh and pressing a firm tit against my arm. "Believe me, I would love to stay in bed all day and well..." She trailed off smiling. "Have me fuck you all day." I finished her sentence feeling better about the situation. "Stop it." She laughed nipping at my ear. "But yes, staying in bed and fucking all day and sucking your cock and letting you lick my pussy and fuck my tits and whatever else that depraved little mind of yours can come up with. But I have to work." She jumped up off the couch, "Now get dressed and go before someone on the crew sees you." I dressed under her watchful eye and headed to the door. She followed, still naked and beautiful as ever. "I hope you don't forget which room I'm in because I'll still be here tonight." "I won't forget. I have to work tonight, but I definitely won't forget. " "I hope it isn't too late because I don't know how long I can wait. I've never had sex like that before. Believe me, I've had sex with guys on the road but I've never been just fucked like that." "Glad I could be of service to you." I quipped. "Yeah, well if I had know you were capable of that I would have lured you up here a lot sooner. Me and some of the other reporters keep track of guys we like to have sex with on the road but I'm not sure I want to share you with them. I might just keep you to myself. Now think about that the next time you see a sexy sideline reporter." She closed the door leaving me to wander outside as the sun came up.