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Hotel Meeting

By: jenyes



Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I enter the hotel lounge. Glancing about the room, checking the tables first then the stools fronting the bar. Almost missing him but then a second look spots him.

He's speaking with the bartender. A gesture and its clear that they're discussing the game on the TV. Both laughing as another beer is placed before him.

I walk to the bar, being careful not to rush or to keep looking at him. Taking an open seat two stools down from him, the others conveniently empty. I don't look but I feel his eyes on me.

Wearing a very short skirt, my hand holds it to my thigh as I climb onto the stool. Ignoring him watching me as I do. Legs bare, every inch of them suddenly aware of the coolness of the room. 

Damn, cursing myself as I feel my nipples straining under my bra. Knowing that picking the lacy one does little to prevent them from appearing through my silk top. Not that I wouldn't want him to notice them, but not yet, not so soon.

Perhaps its my conciousness of them but now I'm sure his eyes have moved from my legs straight to my breasts. Fruitlessly fighting the urge, I can't help and turn to look at him. Catching him in what I've already suspected. 

But not catching him embaressed at being found out. Instead it seems his eyes twinkle at me as his smile increases. "Hi," is all he says and I nod and turn back towards the bar.

I order a glass of red wine and toy with the coaster while I wait. He hasn't turned and is looking my way. Finally after my drink arrives, I glance his way again.

"Could I ask you a question?"

"Ummm, who me?"

"Yes, I was wondering how you liked that wine. My wife likes red and I'm always looking for something new for her."

I give him a small smile and I take another sip. "Its not bad but I prefer California wines and this is from Chile I think."

"Oh any one in particular?"

"Yes, Rodney Strong caberanet."

He smiles brightly. "She already knows that one, its seems to be a favorite of late."

I give him another small smile, "Well, I guess I'm not much help then." Taking another sip but keeping my eyes on him.

By the time I finish my first glass, we've exchanged pleasantries and I've asked if you would be joining him. He shook his head and explained that this was a business trip and that he's on his own. The bartender has returned and joined our conversation which moves between the game, the merits of Chilean wines and tomorrow's weather.

Along the way, he's moved a seat closer as the bar begins to fill. The seat between soon lost as a couple asks if I wouldn't mind moving down a chair so they could sit together. His eyes sparkling as I move next to him.

He asks if I'm staying here and I tell him no, that I was to meet a friend but it doesn't appear that she will make it. My glass almost empty, he offers to buy me another, sensing that I might leave otherwise. I thank him but beg off, stating that I should get something to eat before the wine goes right to my head.

"Look, could I buy you dinner? Here, that is...I'm free myself and I hate to dine alone."

"Oh I couldn't...," wishing, hoping and knowing that he won't take my token refusal as final. He takes the bait and presses me, insisting that I join him to make up for my friend's rudeness in leaving me drinking alone in a bar. Several times during our discussion, I glance into his lap. Seeing his bulge and watching it grow as he senses that I will accept his offer.

His eyes much freer now to take in my body. Boldly looking at my exposed thighs and brushing his knee against mine now and then. My fight to keep my nipples in check long lost and he strays upon them each time he looks up from my legs. 

After the bartender freshens our drinks, we find ourselves moving to a table in the main dining room. His hand takes my elbow as we are lead to the table and he sits adjacent to me. I cover his hand with mine as I thank him and state my intention to share in the cost of the meal.

He waves my offer any, telling him not to insult him as its he's treat. I lean close and ask what you might think of buying me dinner and he gives me a conspiratorial grin. "I won't tell if you don't tell."

I giggle and tell him that I may not be able to keep that agreement. My hand closing tighter about his. The wine making me bold now, I ask if he regularly picks up women while traveling.

A shadow passes behind his eyes and he shakes his head no. Then his smile returns, "Not regularly." And we both laugh at that.

I let my knee touch his under the table as the waitress takes our orders. Another drink occupies the time with neither of us speaking. 

His hand upon my knee causes me to look in his eyes and he tells me that he's never had more than the occasional one-nighter while away from you. I smile and ask him if he's happy and he squeezes my knee and whispers yes. He then goes into an impassioned description of you and how wonderful you've made his life.

I sense a tint of sadness though and I ask why if there is anything he regrets or wishes he could change. He looks me dead in the eyes and says that while he has never had more than the occasional fling, he knows that you've had your own affairs.

I give him a soft smile, my hand covering his again, and ask him, "Well, since you seem to enjoy them, why deny her?"

He shakes his head again, then looks left and right. Leaning in he whispers, "I guess I'm just a little confused. Her affair was with another woman."

Now surprised, I stamper out how did he know and was he sure. He tells me that without your knowing, he found a hotel receipt. He goes on to tell me that he wanted to catch you and find out who "he" was so he followed you one afternoon. And was shocked to find you joined by a woman.

I slide my hand up his leg and onto his manhood. I grasp him gently as I ask him how he felt about it. He says at first he was devastated, in shock. Especially when you exited several hours later looking so satisfied and happy. And when he learned how often you met with her. 

I ask him if he ever mentioned it to you or confronted you with it. His head barely moves as he replies that he couldn't. That it never lessened your desire for him. That, in fact, you often were even more aroused the nights after your afternoon encounters.

My hand tightens on his cock and I ask if he found it exciting, to fuck you knowing that hours before your pussy was licked by another woman. And that your mouth had sucked and licked another woman's pussy. He hardens quickly under my fingers and gives me a look that leaves no doubt.

He asks me if I've ever slept with a woman. I squeeze him and tell him that I have. That I came here tonight with that intention. My fingers moving along his length.

We don't speak again for several minutes. His fingers making small passes along my inner thigh as I continue to measure his cock with my fingers. Breaking contact as our meals arrive.

We eat in silence but making eye contact all the while. After the plates are cleared, and dessert declined, I again offer to pay for my meal. He refuses and signs the check to his room. 

We stand to leave and he follows me to the hotel lobby. I turn to face him and thank him for dinner. Leaning in, I kiss him softly on the lips. Then I smile just as softly and whisper that I enjoyed playing with his cock as well.

His hand slips into mine and asks if I would like to join him for another drink. I shake my head no but I don't otherwise move, letting my fingers remain with his. Then he smiles and asks if I would like to play with it a bit more.

He leads me to his room. Silent again after I've accepted his offer. Silent still when he kisses me. His arms strong and holding firm as my lips part and accept his tongue.

His fullness pressed against my belly. His cock long and hard in his pants. My fingers dancing at the back of his neck as we kiss. Lightheaded knowing that the cock that has fucked you so many times will soon be inside me.

His hands move to undress me and I'm quick to unzip him. My hand fishing and pulling his hardness out. Stroking him, my fingers encircling his girth as he moans into my mouth.

My mouth at his ear telling him that I have to suck him, then dropping to my knees. Holding him with both hands as I lick the mushroom head of his cock. Tasting the saltiness of his precum before taking him in.

His hands gripping my head as I suck him. Using my tongue along this shaft as I let him in and out of my wet hot mouth. Taking him in deeper, my hands are freed to unbuckle and drop his pants down. Followed by his boxers.

Looking up at him, I see him watching me as I try to take him completely. He grins and whispers that it took you several times before you could do it easily. I feel the head of his cock press along the back of my throat and into it, making his eyes turn upwards with delight.

His balls strike my chin as I shallow him down. Then long slow movements back and forth as his cock exits and repentrates my throat. Thinking I will have him cum in my mouth so that he can fuck me longer afterwards when his need is not so strong.

But he has other ideas and pushes me off him. With his cock waving about in front of him, he finishes undressing me. Kissing and licking my body as it comes into view. A sharp sucking of air as he sees my shaved pussy.

He lays me on the bed and licks me wetly between the legs. His tongue thicker and stronger that yours. Not as talented but eager and willing. Fingers pulling me open as he seeks my clit.

I squirm on the bed as he fills me with a thick finger. His mouth moving off me at the same time. He climbs up and his hard cock it at my mouth again. I open and take him.

With me under him, I'm unable to take him deep but he seems satisfied with his finger continuing to probe my pussy. I can't see his face but I'm sure he's examining my smooth mound and lips as his fingers now open and pull at me.

I slide my hands up his legs, one hand then cupping his balls. With a moan he sits upright and pulls me sideways. Now I'm in a better position to suck and lick him which is what he desires.

He rocks back and forth into my mouth until I push him onto his back. Between his spread legs, I fist his cock in my hand. Licking at the head as I pump him. 

Then I take him deep. One long insertion, making sure he is able to see it all. Then pulling back off him completely with a long strang of precum/saliva stretching from my lips to his cock. Then swallowing him again.

Rubbing his cock along my lips, my eyes on his. "Does she suck you this way?" And I throat him once more.

"Ummm.... yes....eyesss..."

My hand pumping him again, his hardness again in my fist. My eyes locked on his as my tongue darts out to tease his peehole. "And does she let you cum in her mouth... Her mouth still tasting of pussy...?"

He groans and mumbles a deep yes. 

"And you like knowing that her mouth was sucking pussy before she sucked your cock."

His hands grip my head and force his cock into my mouth. His hips jerking upwards, fucking my face.

I'm unable to speak as he holds me firmly. I use my tongue as best I can on his shaft as my hand squeezes his balls. Teasing a finger under them on that brief stretch of flesh between balls and asshole. Rewarded with a long blast of cum into my mouth.

I swallow it as best I can until his hands release me. Then I wrap my lips around the head and suck while pumping his cock. Pumping and sucking until he is finished. Pumping and sucking until he hardens again.

He fucks me with an unexpected fierceness. His cock thick and filling me. On top of me at first, then laying sideways with my leg pulled up to my chest. 

Whispering to me, asking me if I like sucking pussy after its been fucked and sucking cock wet with pussy. Before I can response, he's up off the bed and rubbing his cock on my face. Painting it with our combined wetness.

Then its his face at mine. Licking and kissing me, cleaning me of the wetness. 

He lifts me from the bed. Standing face to face, he lowers me onto his cock. I wrap my legs around his hips, my arms around his neck and now I fuck him. My body moving up and down, his hard cock sinking deep inside me. Taking him hard and fast.

He walks me around the room, letting me fuck him. Enjoying me fucking him. We kiss deeply, swapping tongues and spit as I fuck him faster and faster. 

Finally he ends up with my back resting on the door to the room. Now he is fucking me again, banging me against the door with his thrusts.

My mouth leaves his and I bite and suck at his earlobe.

"Would you like me to fuck her?" My voice low and deep in his ear. "And then fuck you afterwards. After you've fucked her."

He doesn't answer, only pounds harder into me.

"Or maybe you want us together...both of us fucking you...sucking you...me sucking her...after your cock has fucked her...or while you fuck her..."

He groans loudly and I feel his hot cum in my pussy. One, two, three, four...feeling his cock spasm inside me. 

His mouth finds mine again. And he carries me back to the bed. Laying us down togther, still joined.

"Would you like that?" His voice soft and unsure.

I nod and kiss his nose. "I would..." Thinking to myself, "More than you would know."

Later as we fuck again, its slower and not rushed with me riding him. He plays with my tits and smiles up at me. After cumming twice, this is purely for my pleasure and he lets me move at my own pace. I take my time, getting to know his cock and showing him how I like to have it in me.

By the time I reach my orgasm, he's recovering his own desire to cum. Laying on top of him, panting and sweating with his cock pushing up in and out of me, I ask him how he wants me. I feel his finger moving along the crack of my ass and I nod and whisper, "Yes, please."

We roll until I'm face down on the bed. I reach for my purse, surprising him with the tube of lube. A short time later, his slick cock is pressing at my rosebud. He goes slow but I can tell its all he can do not to rush.

I let out a low moan as he enters. Relaxing to allow him to press forward. His hot breath in my ear, "Is this ok?"

My ass stretching around him, "Yes...more...please give me more..."

His weight sinks down, driving his cock futher inside me. My ass moving under him as each inch slides in. Still slow but not stopping until I am full with him. 

We lay still for a minute. His lips moving along my neck and shoulder. His hands slip along my arms, drawing them up towards the corners of the bed. Our fingers joining together as he lays prone over me.

Lifting his hips, my ass alive and buzzing as he pulls out then drives back in. Still again, listening to both of us sucking in air and preparing for more. His fingers clamp down on mine and he starts to move.

The sensation of his cock fucking my ass has me moaning in wanton lust. His pace increases, stopping only once when he first hears me grunt. Asking if I'm ok...

I answer by begging him not to stop. And he gladly obliges. His thick cock ramming me over and over and over.

I've screamed out several times before he cums. Once when he slowed down was to yell, "Don't you stop! Don't you dare stop!" Another time I'm sure I was crying, telling him, and the room next door, how good his cock felt in my ass.

Afterwards, I fell asleep in his arms. But not before getting him to promise to introduce us. In the darkness of the room, I'm sure he didn't notice my glee.

Hotel Meeting



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Hotel Meeting



If I masturbated once thinking of Heather, I did a hundred times. Heather is my wife's best friend and she is gorgeous -- plain and simple. Heather is 33, a few years younger than me and has that sexy 'girl next door' look. She stands about 5' 2" tall, has short dirty blonde hair and blue/green eyes and a body that makes my head spin. She must have the tightest little bum I have ever seen -- it is all I can do not to stare openly at it when she is around. She has the cutest sexy laugh that makes my knees melt and my cock twitch....

If it isn't obvious by now -- she has me spellbound, and I would have given my left nut to see her naked -- I wouldn't have dared imagine it would actually happen, and that more was in store than just a look..........

One night last month Heather and her husband Grant were over at our house for dinner. Heather was unintentionally driving me crazy again, running around in a pair of tight shorts and t-shirt. As always, I had to make a conscious effort not to stare at her exceptional frame. My wife, being very jealous, would have had a fit if she knew what was going through my mind as I snuck glances at Heather. I was in a constant state of semi-arousal as I fantasized about Heather naked and what I'd like to do with her.

Grant mentioned that he would be 'batching' it for a few days soon as Heather had to travel to a seminar in a city about 3 hours away. We told Grant he was welcome to come over whenever he wanted if he got tired of his own cooking. I guess I wasn't thinking straight because I never put it together that I would be out of town that same week -- and I was going to the same city! My wife Terry had wanted to come along with me but couldn't get the time off work. It was Terry that remembered I was going to be in the city when Heather was going. 

"Brent ... You're going to be there that week too", Terry said.

"Huh?... Really?" I answered, coming out of another fantasy. "The week of the 23rd?"

"Yes", Heather replied, "Are you there then?"

"Yeah, I am. I've got to take a course for work."

"Cool, I don't know anyone there.... Maybe we could get together for dinner one night."

"Sure, lets" I responded, proud of myself for keeping a non-committal tone -- I was already deep in fantasy mode as I considered what I would love to be doing 'one night' alone in the city with Heather.

I loved these trips away from home -- trips alone that is. Every so often Terry would come along with me - those trips were not near as much fun. I have only once cheated on my wife physically, but when I get the chance, I love to have cyber-sex or watch women 'play' online. I always take my laptop with me when I go away -- when I have a hotel room to myself I can play and watch as much as I want -- no fear of Terry coming home and finding me with my camera on, my cock in my hand, watching some woman get off online. I would have loved to fuck on camera while people watch online like lots of couples do, but my wife would never agree to that. I envied the men I saw online, watching their wives suck them off while they typed in the chatrooms -- lucky bastards. Whenever I went away, all my spare time was spent online. I was however willing on this trip to give up an evening of play to be with Heather.

The days drug on forever as I anticipated my trip, but eventually I was on my way. Heather had left the day before and was expecting me to call when I got to the city. 

At 4:00 I checked into my hotel, unpacked and hooked up my computer to make sure the internet was working. I couldn't resist a quick look into my favorite chatroom. As soon as I logged in I started searching for open cameras in the sex chat rooms. After looking around for a few minutes, I found a woman who was generously showing everything, much to the appreciation of the men in the chatroom. She wasn't playing with herself, just showing off, but judging by the conversation she was carrying on, she was not far from it. She would regularly move back from the desk where the camera showed her face and chest, and show her full nakedness. She would smile and laugh and then sit down again to see what people's reactions were. Since I was planning to call Heather at about 6:00, I decided on a little play first. I was way too horny to be alone with Heather anyway -- she would surely catch me gawking at her.

I stripped down, placed my camera on a stool under the desk, focused it on my half erect cock and sent her an invitation to view -- which she accepted.

'mmm Nice cock' she messaged me.

'TX, nice everything' I sent back.

I sent her a few more messages but she was not typing. She was obviously starting to become more and more excited and was showing off less, spending more time at her desk. I could tell by the movements of her shoulders that her hands were busy but not on the keyboard. She, like me, was playing with herself while watching others do the same.

I sent her another message -- 'Can I see what your playing with?...lol'

She never responded but her camera was soon adjusted to show exactly what I wanted. I could now readily see her pussy in close view -- her fingers moving slowly over it. Even with the less than ideal resolution of the webcam I could see how wet she was -- her fingers were glistening. I reached onto the desk for the lubricant I had brought along and squeezed a liberal dollop onto my cock.

'thank you', I sent.

'you're welcome'

As is typical, we never typed much as we continued to play. She was now moving her fingers more and more quickly over her pussy now and occasionally slipping one and two fingers as deep into her pussy as she could reach. 

My hands too were glistening as was my fully erect cock. Precum was beginning to leak from the slit of my cock, mixing with the lubricant wetting my throbbing organ. She was getting into it completely now, and I could sense by her more frenzied play and the way she was rocking against her hand she was close to cumming. Ahhh, I loved that. My favorite thing in the world is to see and/or hear a woman cum. 

I was not ready to cum yet but seeing her getting so aroused was making me closer. My cock was throbbing and rigid and I could sense cum welling up in my balls -- and then.....

'RING RING' the phone.

'Damn', I thought. 'Terry calling to make sure I made it ok.' 

"Hello?"

"Hi Brent." It wasn't Terry, but Heather -- that was a pleasant surprise - and here I was with my cock in hand. 

Since I was already close to cumming, the sound of Heather's voice almost put me over the edge.

"Uh .... Hi Heather!" I stammered, my voice almost betraying my arousal.

"My seminar is only across the street, when I saw your truck here on my way back I thought I'd stop by -- I'm downstairs."

"Oh....uh...ok." I replied.

"Still doing dinner tonight"

"uh, sure" I answered as I continued to stroke my cock - more and more aroused as I listened to her voice.

"Great!" she sounded as happy as I was. "Umm, Brent?"

"Yeah?"

"Kinda embarrassing, but do you mind if I use your bathroom? I hate public ones -- my hotel is across town -- I don't know if I'd make it."

"ummmm....." panic, I've got to clean-up fast.... "ok...sure .... Room 118." 

Damn, why didn't I have a room on the 10th floor or something.

"Thanks ..... be right there" she said and the phone went dead.

I quickly slammed my laptop closed and threw the lubricant on the desk into a drawer. Jetting to the bathroom I quickly wiped my hands and cock on a small towel and ran back out. I was slipping my pants up over my half erect cock when there was a knock on the door. I threw my shirt on and opened the door while trying to remain composed.

"Hi!" Heather smiled, "you're a lifesaver, thanks."

"No problem -- right in here" I waved my arm to indicate the washroom.

'Whew' I thought, 'that was close.' I glanced around the room and saw that the camera was still set-up. It was obvious what it was aimed at, being under the desk. I quickly unplugged it and threw it in a drawer. With one last look around the room for evidence, I turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa in front of it. Heather was a few minutes in the washroom, and came out smiling - Man she was attractive! She wore a very businesslike skirt suit, a white blouse, and moderate heels. Her make-up was not overdone nor her hair - she was striking. 

"Thanks again." 

"Oh, you're welcome. Anytime."

"So what time do you want to eat? And where?"

"Oh, doesn't matter much to me."

"Me either -- but you have to help me celebrate tonight."

"Oh? ..... Why's that?"

"I just found out that I'm in this seminar because I'm getting a promotion" she said with that giggle that melted me.

"Really?! ... Good for you! Champagne it is!"

"Aww, thanks", Heather said with a smile that men would crawl over glass for. 

"Let's go then" I returned her smile. "I just have to clean-up a bit -- 5 minutes?"

"Ok, quick like bunny -- I want to celebrate!"

I stepped into the dressing area grabbed a change of clothes and quickly washing up got dressed. I noticed something sitting on the counter in the washroom however. Picking it up I saw it was a eyeliner pencil. Obviously Heather had touched-up her make-up while she was using the washroom. Had her leaving it behind been on purpose? I wondered. Not likely, I conceded -- nice thought though... I stepped into the main room and found Heather lazily flipping through the TV channels. 

"Ready to go?" I asked.

"Yep, I'll just take one more pit stop before we go" she replied and moved toward the bathroom. 

I pretended to look at the TV, but once Heather was past me I studiously watched her tight little ass walk away from me. God, that is a nice ass! I reminded myself as I stared. As she turned the corner into the bathroom I noticed the dressing mirror. It had been right in front of her as she was walking to the bathroom -- had she seen the reflection of me watching her? That would be a bit embarrassing I considered, but -- what the hell -- she had to be used to men gawking at her. 

She stepped out of the bathroom with a little smile that made me question it's motive and said, "Lets party!" and moved to the door.

I turned out the lights and was right behind her when I noticed the bathroom light still on. I stepped in to turn it off and noticed the eyeliner pencil conspicuously still on the counter. She had to have seen it there. She HAD to have left it on purpose -- YES!!" 

I followed her out the door with a new frame of mind. Maybe Heather liked to get away as much as I did. Leaving the eyeliner is non-committal she could come back for it or not -- her choice -- but I loved the thought that she was giving herself the option.

To make my choice an easier option for her I suggested we have dinner at the restaurant here in my hotel. She smiled and agreed. "They'll certainly have champagne here" she grinned. 

"I'm sure they will" I smiled back.

We chose a table that was out of the way near a window. There were quite a few patrons in the restaurant and as we walked in every male head turned to catch a closer look at Heather. She appeared not to notice the attention she was attracting. These men, like myself, were away from home and felt safe to look, something they can't do at home.

I pulled out a chair for Heather and after she sat I took one beside her. We had a view of both the restaurant and the front entrance to the hotel.

A waitress was soon to our table. She offered us menus and asked us what we'd like to drink. 

"Champagne!!" we answered in unison. Heather giggled her sexy giggle through her teeth and placed her hand lightly on my forearm "That's so funny!" she said.

Her touch was unexpected and very appreciated. She let her hand dwindle a little longer than I thought she would then she stroked my arm lightly and removed her hand.

The waitress smiled and promised to bring the champagne right away.

Heather laughed all of a sudden as the waitress walked away. 

"What's so funny?" I asked, smiling at her laughter.

"Well .... What do you imagine anyone would think if they saw us sitting here in a hotel restaurant, drinking champagne?" she answered with more giggles.

"Ha ...." I laughed, "I guess you're right. I bet every man here is jealous of me." I continued -- then immediately was concerned I had crossed a line.

"Awww ..... Thanks Brent...." Heather replied with a little smile, "That is a nice thing to say."

"I mean it though..... Just think. Most of the people in the restaurant are staying in the hotel right?"

"Uh, huh -- likely."

"Well, if they are away from home, they likely miss what 'home' has to offer....."

"And that is?" Heather replied with a smirk as the waitress appeared with a champagne bucket and bottle. The waitress removed the wire and asked me to open the bottle. It popped loudly when I pulled the cork from it - Heather let out a little cheer and giggled again. She was sure in a giggly mood tonight, and she hadn't even touched the champagne yet.

I poured us each a flute of champagne and held mine up to present a toast.

"To Heather -- Congratulations on your promotion, you've done yourself proud. You have been recognized above your peers as a leader.....Oh yeah, also congratulations to me -- the envy of every man in the room" I finished with a smile that was returned in spades.

"Thank-you Brent" Heather responded with her sweetest smile, "for both comments".

"You're welcome" I smiled. "I'm honored to share this celebration with you. I imagine Grant would rather he be here tonight than me though", I ventured.

"Oh, maybe ..... He would like the promotion side of it -- I'll be bringing home more money .... as for the second part ... I don't think he'd be as proud."

"Really? Why do you say that?" I asked as I took another sip of champagne.

"Well.....how can I say......Ummmm -- He doesn't look at me the same as some men do.... Especially when they think I don't see them." She grinned at me then held her glass in front of her face to hide a giggle.

I blushed -- I could feel it. I had nothing to say. Obviously my sheepish look said enough and she laughed out loud unable to control herself. I was completely embarrassed and tried to come up with something to say.

"Ummmm ..... guys do that huh?"

"Yes" she answered with a tone that said it was ok. "I saw you watching me tonight Brent ..... honestly, I'm flattered....."

"Flattered, but you likely think I'm a jerk though......"

"ummmm ..... nope.....Just flattered" she answered with a smile. 

I must have still looked a bit guilty though because she placed her hand on my arm again and said "Honest Brent, it makes me feel good -- as long as I don't feel threatened or anything. I know you wouldn't 'attack' me or anything."

"Are you sure?" I grinned. 

"Sure I'm sure. You wouldn't hurt me .... Would you Brent?" Her expression and tone of voice was different as she said that, unlike any time I'd known her. It was a flash of inviting passion that I remembered seeing on women's faces when I was single. A kind of look that opened a door but protected against rejection. In a second it was gone.

"No ... of course not"

"See", she giggled, "I'm not worried. But I wouldn't let Terry catch you looking -- she is very jealous of you".

"I know"

"I don't blame her though"

"Why is that"

"Well lots of women would ...... you know....." she said sipping the last of her glassful.

"Uh huh, I'm sure..." I answered sarcastically. "Women don't look at me the way men look at you". 

The waitress appeared at the sign of Heather's empty glass. I finished mine as she poured Heather's then finished the bottle in mine, I asked for another bottle.

As the waitress left Heather picked up the conversation where we left off.

"Many women notice you, it's just that women are more subtle and not just visual anyway. We are also listening to what men say and how you say it -- and believe me you get more than your share of attention, I've seen it." 

"Really?" I asked in mock excitement "When? Who?"

Heather laughed, "Not telling.." her eyes were dancing, I could see she was having a good time, the champagne had put her in a playful mood and as sexy as I always thought she was, the giddy mood she was in now was even more appealing. 

"Why not tell me?......"

"It would inflate your ego."

"Yeah, likely.... I like being humble.....I'm extremely good at it" I teased.

"Ha ha.....You're so funny.... Which is another thing women find attractive by the way" 

she said over the brim of her glass. 

"Really? ... Well ... did I tell you the one about........"

Heather, while taking a sip of her champagne, laughed abruptly. Some of the drink sprayed onto her and me, mostly on me. In the commotion she dropped her glass breaking it on the table.

Heather, while trying to control her giggling, reached for a napkin.

"Oh, I'm so sorry", she spoke through her laughter while wiping my shirt with the napkin.

"It's ok," I replied, laughing myself, "self induced I guess."

Continuing to laugh, Heather dabbed at my shirt "I'm afraid that is going to show."

"Yes, I suppose it will.... I really shouldn't sit here with a wet shirt should I? I'll run to my room and change."

"Well I can't sit here by myself after this scene!" Heather said as she looked sheepishly around the room. A few people were ignoring us, others were staring openly.

"Besides, my skirt is wet as well." 

The waitress came over help clean-up, carrying our second bottle of champagne.

"Thank-you", I said "Would you please charge this to room 118 and send that bottle and a room service menu to my room." I handed her a $10 bill.

"Certainly, right away"

Turning to Heather I spoke 'We can eat in my room if that's ok with you -- maybe your skirt will dry by the time we've eaten."

"Ok. I'm really sorry about this Brent" Heather said as we rose from the table. Heather had a cute little blush that displayed her embarrassment. She took my arm as we started out of the restaurant, all eyes on us. 

"Don't worry about it a bit" I whispered to her, "All the men were looking at you anyway, now you've given them an excuse." 

We quickly crossed the lobby, and made our way to my room. Unlocking the door I opened it and moved aside to let Heather lead the way into the room. I held back a couple of steps so I could gaze at her glorious ass as she walked in front of me.

She took a seat on the sofa and I sat on a chair almost facing her. I could sense some tension from her, she was still embarrassed, and her smile had faded to a grin.

"Well" I said "That was an experience".

Heather laughed loudly throwing her head back. "It was that...."

We continued to laugh, talking about how the people had looked at us and what they must have been thinking, especially when we had the bottle sent to my room. 

"It has been years since I've been in a hotel room with anyone except Grant" Heather said "let alone, another man!"

"What would Grant think about us being here together?" I asked.

"Umm, ..... let's not tell him ok?" she said with a grin. "He isn't really, really jealous, but ......"

"It does look suspicious, doesn't it? Imagine what Terry would say?" I said rolling my eyes.

"I can guess ..... we'd better keep this our little secret" she said with a little wink. Just then a light knock came on the door. I stepped to the door and opened it for room service. He wheeled in a cart that had the champagne an ice bucket and two glasses. Also on the cart was a little card with some chocolates, it read 'With our compliments enjoy your evening'.

I read it out to Heather. "It seems everyone is getting the impression something is going on here."

"Well, let them think what they want ..." she said as I poured us each a drink.





Hotel Meeting



As I handed her a glass I said "I'm going to change my shirt, ok?"

"Sure. Must be nice." she teased, "I'm decidedly uncomfortable sitting in this wet skirt."

"I can lend you a t-shirt and a pair of shorts if you'd like -- they'd be a bit big though."

"That's ok. Can you imagine what Terry and Grant would say then, me in your clothes in a hotel?" she chuckled. "But what they don't know......"

"That's right, our little secret" I said. "In the drawers there", I pointed "you should find a couple of shirts and pairs of shorts, take your pick. I'm going to change now" I said as I went into the dressing area closing the door. I removed my shirt and put on a clean one. Then I stepped into the bathroom washed my face, brushed my teeth and hair and then opened the door into the main room.

I was surprised to find Heather already changed. She sat on the sofa with a smirk, wearing my old Nike shorts and a Budweiser t-shirt. It was the sexiest sight I could remember. Gorgeous little Heather in my baggy clothes sitting in my hotel room. 

"I took the chance that you would be a minute or two....." she grinned, her eyes devilishly sparking over her glass.

"I've got to learn how to change clothes faster" I teased as I sat down.

"Yep...you're too slow...." She said then continued, "So, Brent?........."

"Yeah?"

"Umm, I looked in the wrong drawer for the clothes ... It seems that you have 'other' secrets you won't be telling Terry about...."

I immediately knew she had found my camera and lube that I had quickly stuffed in the drawer earlier. I was mortified... and speechless.

Heather just sat there looking at me with her little grin, I stewed in my embarrassment for a few seconds before she broke the silence, 

"I guess we both have been embarrassed tonight" she giggled. "Me, quite publicly - you, in a more, 'private' way." She was loving that I was totally embarrassed.

"I understand the lubricant, but why the webcam?" she continued.

"Umm ... I uh..." How could I explain it delicately? This was way too embarrassing. I could not bring myself to simply say "So other people can watch me jerk off!"

Heather was chuckling at my discomfort, "Ok, don't tell me ... I can probably figure it out" she said with a coy grin. "Does Terry know you have a webcam?" she asked with raised eyebrows.

"Um, no" I murmured behind my glass. 

"Uh huh..." she continued, "you not tell her because she is too jealous?"

"Yeah"

"Does she know you buy lubricant?" she was loving this, her eyes were dancing as she sipped her glass and watched me squirm at her inquisition.

"I don't imagine. I never told her."

"So I'm guessing you go online and look at pictures of women?....."

"Yeah"

"Don't be embarrassed Brent, I imagine all men do. I imagine most men also ....um ....do things that makes them like to use lubricant" she said with a coy smile.

"I would guess so, but they don't often talk about it with their friends", I said still totally embarrassed.

She laughed, "I guess not ... or spouses either it seems" she added. 

"I know Grant never talks to me about it when he does, and since we're being honest, I don't tell him either."

Now THERE was a visual. 

I took her lead on the direction the conversation was going. "So, um....how often 'don't' you tell him?" I asked with a grin.

"Oh, that was clever .... " she chuckled. "I ... um, don't tell him..... about twice a week," she admitted, "And you?"

"Oh about the same I'd think ... except when I'm away....then its two, three times a day." Her eyes widened and she laughed.

"Really?!"

"You said 'honest'." I told her.

"So pictures of women turn you on that much? Wow!..."

"Well yes, pictures do, but what I like to look at are women showing themselves online" I neglected to mention, showing what.

"You mean women do that?!" she seemed amazed.

"Yes, all the time."

"They show everything?!"

"Yep, they sure do"

"Wow, that's something" she said.

"Ah ha!!...." she continued, "That is why you have a cam! You show yourself online too!" she seemed proud to have figured it out. I was embarrassed somewhat, but she didn't appear to be disgusted or anything which was a relief.

"I can see why you never told Terry", she laughed. "I never thought of you as an exhibitionist Brent, not that I have a problem with it I guess, it just surprises me."

"I never thought I was either, but once I went into these chatrooms, it seems that lots of people are."

"Wow, it's hard to believe that so many people would be showing themselves to complete strangers."

Heather was very interested in the concept. She was sitting forward on the sofa, and her eyes kept moving from me to glance over to the computer sitting on the desk. I was pretty sure I knew what she was thinking, so as I poured us each another drink I said, "You seem to have doubts. I guess I'll have to show you then" and I went over to the computer and turned it on.

Heather immediately jumped up from the couch and pulled a chair beside mine at the desk. I felt the heat of her body beside me and I could smell the light fragrance of her hair, I was already becoming aroused. 

I maneuvered through the menus and when I got to Yahoo I decided to create a new login name. "What name should we use?" I asked her.

"I don't know anything about this -- you pick".

"Ok" I thought for a few seconds and typed 'cpl_like2watch'

"Oh that's clever" she giggled.

"Thanks. Are you sure you want to see? There is pretty much 'no holds barred' in these places. I wouldn't want you to be shocked or embarrassed."

"No problem, I'm not easily shocked"

"Ok then -- here we go." I had always wanted to be with a woman while I went into the sex chat rooms, but my wife would freak if I even asked, and here I was with the woman of my fantasies, about to share it with her.

Logging in as a couple was a good idea. Immediately after we got in a room there were messages wanting to chat. Heather sat intrigued as I answered the questions people asked. 

"Are you ready to see something?" I asked?

"Sure, lets!"

"Not everyone will let 'anyone' watch, you can chose people or leave the camera open for everyone. We'll try this one, but you never know what someone is doing you know...." I warned her as I clicked on someone's camera icon, not even looking to see if it was a man or a woman. 

The window opened covering about a third of the screen. We got a perfect view of a guy's cock close-up. He was feverishly stroking it with his hand.

"Oh my GOD!!" Heather exclaimed wide eyed. 

She moved closer to me to get a better view of the show and was leaning into me just as the guy let loose with squirts of cum for the world to see.

"Holy Shit!!" Heather laughed. "Is this for real?!" 

"Yep sure is, guys cum on camera here all the time."

"Do you?" she asked, not taking her eyes off of the guy's cock as he milked the last of his cum from it.

"Uh huh.... All the time"

She turned to me "Really?! "

"Yep. Guess what I was doing when you called me this afternoon?"

"NO WAY!!" she laughed and stared at me curiously.

"Yep"

"You were masturbating, when I was on the phone?"

I smiled "Uh, yes I was"

"So did you, umm, 'finish'?

"No"

"Oh..." she snickered, "I guess I barged in. Sorry for interrupting"

"You should be" I told her with a smile.

"Well no wonder you were staring at my ass when I came over then. There's nothing like being all wound up then no release......"

"True... but to be honest," I lowered my voice "I stare at your ass all the time."

"I've noticed" she replied with a smile as she turned toward the screen.

The window that had shown the guy's cock went black as he shut down his camera, I closed it.

A new window opened as someone asked us if we had a camera. I replied that we did, but it wasn't on. 

'Woman 42 here' she told me, 'I want to see some cock'

Heather laughed, "Boy people are NOT shy here!" 

"No they're sure not. Let's see if she is a player, after all you got your show shouldn't I get one?......" I replied as I typed.

'M 41 here. I want to see some pussy'

"Brent!! You're as bad as they are!!" Heather laughed.

"I know", now you're seeing the secret side of me that even Terry doesn't see"

"I was kind of thinking that myself." Heather said as she smiled at me curiously.

'My husband likes to see me play, wanna see?'

'yes' I sent back.

A window appeared and it showed a woman who was slightly overweight but quite attractive. She was naked. She was not alone though, a man was with her, he too was naked and watching her at the computer. Her camera was set to the side so we could see her completely. She was occasionally typing and occasionally playing with her pussy. Her husband behind her was lazily stroking his cock. I could feel my own cock swelling in my pants.

"WOW" Heather said, "This is so cool!"

I sent 'very cute'

'thanks -- now you show'

'if my wife knew I was here -- she'd kill me'

'so'

'I can't show my face'

'I don't want to see your face -- I want to see your cock!'

"She's subtle!" Heather snickered. 

Heather was not as intrigued as she was with the cock close-up she just saw, but this was defiantly of interest to her. 

She was leaning against me to have a good view of the screen and I could feel her breast on my arm. 

Between the naked woman on the screen and Heather leaning against me I was getting way too horny to just sit there. 

My cock was struggling to escape its confines.

"Well ... should I"

"Should you what?"

"Show her"

"Brent!! With me sitting right here you'd do that?! Really? You must be kidding. How could you do that? I can't imagine playing in front of anyone.....I would be too embarrassed." 

"Right now I'm almost too horny to be embarrassed. If it would embarrass you though, I can wait."

"Wait for what?"

"Privacy"

"I think it would embarrass me..... but...well....I did barge in on you......" Heather said, "And we already have some secrets we are keeping from Grant and Terry...."

"Can I take that as a yes?" I asked in a begging tone.

" Yes, Brent." Heather said blushing, "I can't believe I said that, or that you would ask....must be the champagne....." she said her face crimson with embarrassment. "Imagine .... People masturbating in front of other people.....crazy....."

I typed back, 'ok, just a sec hooking up camera'

'ok, hurry'

I pulled the camera out of the drawer and hooked it up. Then undid my belt and the button of my pants. Heather moved back a bit and said,

"You're really going to do this?"

"Yes, unless you tell me to stop" I said as I slid down my zipper then hooked my thumbs in my pants.

"God Brent!, I can't believe you."

The tone of her voice didn't tell me she didn't want me to, there was more of an excitement in the way she spoke. I grinned at her, she shook her head and laughed at me. I could see the blush of excitement start to show on her neck.

I raised myself off of the chair slightly and slid my pants down past my knees and over my feet. My underwear were definatly tented from my cock which was nearly at full erection. Heather's eyes were locked onto my groin as I now started to lower my shorts. As I slid them down I pulled the waistband out and then down over my cock releasing it from it's constraint. I heard a light gasp as Heather watched my member pop into view. I slid my shorts off of my feet and tossed them on top of my pants. I looked at Heather and my cock grew. I came to the realization that the woman who filled my mind as I masturbated time after time was about to watch as I did it again.

Heather sat beside me not knowing exactly what to do. At first she just looked at the computer, pretending not to notice that my cock was in full view only 3 feet away from her. She seemed hesitant for a few moments, then as I took the camera off of the desk and smiled at her she became more interested in my actions. She was obviously intrigued by the concept of seeing me play with myself for her and whoever wanted to watch, as much as she was pretending not to be. I did see however that she would occasionally glance at my cock with the desire I must have shown when I was staring at her ass earlier today.

I set the camera on the stool under the desk, turned it on and adjusted it to give a full view of my cock. Heather again moved close to me to so she could see the screen. The way I was sitting allowed Heather to see my cock both on the screen and when she looked down at me. I felt her snuggle in close and she noticed the twitch of my cock as she did so. She smiled and moved against me again, watching my cock on the screen. She then took an unashamed stare down at my raging hard on,

"It's not just women on the screen that turn you on is it?" she asked coyly.

"No it certainly isn't...." I said as I clicked on the screen offering my camera to view to the woman online.

'Ahhh ....there we go' she sent, 'nice cock'

'thanks'

'do you want to cum with me'

'yes' I answered -- I wanted to cum HARD!

"Are you really going to cum right here in front of me Brent?! My GOD.... I never thought I would be sitting in a hotel room watching you play with yourself, let alone have you cum right here beside me ..... "

"You said it was ok if I played....."

"But Cumming?! .... I don't always play 'till I cum.... do you?

"Unless, I'm interrupted...." I teased.

"Touché" she said "Ok.... let me know when you're going to cum then .... God this is so different than the night I imagined", she giggled

'mmmm I want to see your cum'

'you will - I want to see you cum too .... I want to see your juices running out of your pussy'

'mmmm yes, I will cum and get very wet..... stroke your cock for me'

'mmmmm, slide you fingers into your pussy for me....yess that's it..."

"Man Brent, you are a horny thing aren't you.... I wouldn't have imagined you talking like that", Heather said.

I took my now fully engorged cock in my hand and started to stroke it slowly. God it felt good -- with Heather's body touching mine and knowing she was watching me play with my cock I was in heaven. Heather again made an audible gasp as I started to stroke my cock.

'mmm yesss .... Slide your hand over your cock'

'Milk your cock for me..... Does that feel good?'

'yes'

'use your other hand and play with your balls'

'yes like that..... is that good?'

'yes but I can't type'

'just play then .... Please ....and I will too...'

The woman turned more toward the camera and spread her legs wide. I could see the glistening wetness of her slit as she slid her fingers up and down it. The man in the background was getting into the act fully now and was eagerly stroking his cock as I was mine. 

I could feel Heather's breathing increase as she watched the couple and I all masturbate. She was mesmerized and now getting turned on. Her eyes drifted more to me beside her than the computer now, she squirmed in her seat a little bit as she watched me. 

"I can't believe you are doing this Brent", she said with a nervous laugh, "more than that, I can't believe I'm watching you!" She continued, "I can see why you get into this though....it is cool...... " 

I continued to stroke my cock as she spoke.

Then leaning to my ear she whispered "She was right though.....You do have a nice cock" she said in a super sexy breathy tone. My cock leapt in my hand.

"mmmmmm" I groaned "Thank-you"

"seeing it so close is making me wet" she breathed in my ear.

"MMmmmm ... is it?"

"mmhmm.....very....Would it feel better if you were wet too....with some lube?" she asked as she stared at my hand wrapped around my cock.

"Uh huh"

"Ok........" 

Heather reached into the drawer and took out the tube. I stuck my hand out for it.

"You just keep doing what you're doing" she told me, "I'll look after this." I returned my hand to my cock and continued to stroke my cock as Heather watched.

She took the lid off of the tube and turned it upside down.

"You like a little or a lot?"

"Lots" I answered.

"Ok. You just keep playing and watch the screen..."

I focused on the woman on the screen now fully involved in her own pleasure. Her fingers were darting over and into her pussy it was a lovely sight. Heather was reaching over me and I was expecting to feel a stream of lubricant on my cock any second. I was slowly and steadily stroking up and down the full length of my cock with my right hand as my left was gently massaging my balls. I turned to look at Heather as I stroked myself, she turned her eyes to meet mine and smiled at me. It was at that moment I felt the slick gentle touch of her hand on my cock. She had put the lubricant on her own hand and now began to stroke my cock rhythmically. She pushed my hand away and continued to slide her wet slippery hand up and down my shaft. I was in ecstasy.

"MMMmm your cock feels as good as it looks......"

"hhmmm.... It sure feels fine to me right now.....'

Heather giggled "Enough lube?"

"MMmmmmm perfect, you're good at this....."

"Thank-you.....you've inspired me" she chuckled. "So you want to cum for me and this lady on the screen?"

"Mmmmm yes!"

"Now?"

"Not yet....I want to enjoy this a while....that ok?"

"MMMMmmmm Sure.....this is cool"

"Do you want to cum Heather?"

"Mmhmm I sure do. As soon as I saw your cock I knew I needed to cum."

"Can I watch you cum?"

"Mmhmm - I insist on it .... but first I'm going to make you cum....."

"Do you want to cum on camera too?"

"Yes!!!! THAT'd be so cool..... Just thinking about it " she whispered, "is getting my pussy even wetter."

"Can I see your wet pussy......please?"

"Do you really, really want to?" she teased.

"I'd love to ... I've dreamed of seeing your pussy for ages ....."

She giggled and gave my cock a little squeeze 'Have you now.... Well I have to tell you I'm very wet ....."

"Really?......how wet?"

"Well I guess you'll have to judge how wet I am, since you're the one that made me this way...."

She slowly stopped stroking my cock and stood up and pulled my t-shirt off, then hers. With a little wiggle the shorts she had on dropped to the floor. I nearly came my wad right there. She was a gorgeous as I had imagined all these times, Heather looked at me coyly, placed one foot on my chair and reached between her legs. Her finger parted the light wisps of hair of her trimmed pussy, and came out gleaming. She put her wet finger to my lips,

"I told you, that you had made me wet..."

I sucked in her finger hungrily, eagerly licking her essence off of it.

She sat down in her chair again and again took my cock in hand. She was obviously getting more aroused now that she was naked.

She was no longer taking long easy strokes up and down my cock, she began to furiously pump it in her fist. 

I reached out and touched her pussy and she immediately spread her legs as far as the desk would allow giving me access to her slippery slit. 

She eagerly stroked my cock trying to coax the orgasm from me. 

As I looked at the computer, I glanced at the camera view and could see Heather's hand pumping my cock. 

The window told me that 14 people were viewing my camera. 

Heather was starting to really ride my fingers now she was bucking against me as well as our position would allow. 

"Do you want to cum with me Heather? Cum on camera with me?

"MMhmmm" she moaned.

"Ok..." 

I pushed my chair back from the desk and Heather did the same, our hands never left each other's privates. We looked at the screen and adjusted ourselves so that everyone could see us each clearly. 

"This is such a turn on....." she giggled as she adjusted her position.

Heather scooted her ass forward and spread her legs wider. 

Her pussy virtually sucked my fingers inside. She rested the heel of one foot on the desk and draped the other leg across mine, giving me full access. 




Hotel Meeting



She looked beautiful on the screen and beside me, the fragrance of her sex filled the room. Her pussy felt like liquid velvet and she was leaking her juices down the crack of her ass....she was getting really, really wet.....

We held each other's pleasures in our hands, the pleasure I was giving her was almost as exciting as what she was doing to me. 

Heather was quickly becoming more and more aroused as I tickled her clit then massaged deep into her pussy.

"Cum for me Brent" she whispered in my ear, "I want to feel your cock pulse ....unhhh... and feel your cum on me... as I ...unghh cum......I'm getting so close...."

I was getting close now too, she was riding my fingers savagely and just as savagely she was pumping my cock. 

The room was filled with our heavy breathing, groans and the wet sucking sounds of our mutual masturbation. 

I could feel my ejaculate building up inside and knew I was near the top.

"Heather.....that feels SO good......15 people are watching you stroke my cock and me finger your pussy..... and they're going to SEE US CUMMM!"

"Oh GOD!!! ...."

The idea of all those people watching her was all Heather needed.

I felt her pussy twitch and her body go stiff as the first wave of her orgasm started to come down on her. 

Seeing beautiful Heather in orgasm sent me over the top. 

I felt my balls contract and the cum billowing up inside me...... 

As Heather held my cock I shot ropes of cum all over her, myself and the floor. 

The juices from Heather's quivering slit were flowing freely from her now, my hand was soaked to the wrist as she bucked against my fingers in the throws of a huge orgasm. 

Eventually Heather's grip on my cock relaxed and the clamp of my hand between her legs eased as our climaxes subsided. 

My cum had landed on her leg and tummy and her hands were covered. She looked gorgeous in her afterglow, and when she looked at the cum on her she smiled. She didn't make an effort to wipe her legs or tummy, and rubbed the cum on her hands onto her breasts.

"MMmmmm you came buckets Brent."

"So did you...mmMmmmm, I love it!" I told her with a smile.

I stood, reached to shut off the camera, then took Heather by the hand and drew her to the bed. We both needed to lay down as our knees and muscles had turned to jelly. 

"Thank-you, Heather. That was too fantastic for words."

"Mmmm, it was great for me too .... I haven't cum that hard in years....."

"Are you embarrassed that you came in front of all those people?"

"uh uh! ...NO WAY. That was so cool! .... "

"Wasn't it? .... I've never cum so hard before .....Those people got EXACTLY the show they wanted....and so did I -- you are SO sexy ...."

"Awww thanks Brent.... You sure got my juices flowing too .... Pardon the pun" she giggled. "It's been a long time since I came that hard too ... something new I think is what made it so exciting .... "

"New? - Being on camera?"

"Yes .... And I guess cumming with you too ......" she said shyly.

"I know, it was you cumming that made it so good for me..... but now that you've cum......regrets?"

"I suppose a twinge..... but it was so good ..... its hard to be sorry...."

"My feelings exactly .... I guess we REALLY have to keep this secret from Terry and Grant now" I said laughing.

She chuckled, "No kidding..... So, do you have any other secrets you keep from Terry?" 

"Are you going to be my confessor?"

"Sure."

"Well", I told her, "I did meet up with a woman I met online. She was fantastic ...... she was married too and we got together for a 'secret liaison'."

"Really? I take it Terry doesn't know....."

I pointing to my balls and said, "I still have these don't I?"

Heather laughed, "Silly question. How long ago?"

"Too long ..... "

"I see ...... "

"Have you ever fooled around?" I asked, as I traced a finger along her outer thigh, her skin was soft and warm to my touch. 

She smiled at me and replied, "Nope ..... I have been tempted to for a long time though... But I didn't want just a one night stand with someone I never met before, and it's a little hard to suggest with someone you do know...."

"I hear you... Ummmm....is that why you left some make-up in the bathroom here?"

"He he", she giggled "you saw that did you?" she said as she placed her hand comfortably on my arm.

"Uh huh...."

"I knew you would ... I also noticed that you never mentioned it when you went in the bathroom." She said.

"Are you kidding? If there was the slightest chance that you would come back for it tonight, I wouldn't have let you take it back."

She smiled, "I thought as much ... I knew you were attracted to me as much as I was to you, I've seen you watch me before ... it turned me on actually."

"Watching you turned me on too.... It turned me on to think of you when I had some 'time alone' too" I admitted.

"Oh really? ..... you thought of me when you played?"

"All the time ..... is that freaky to you?"

"Not at all ... I'm flattered actually" she sad with a smile, "To be honest, I thought of you too."

"Really?!.....Details! I want details!" I teased.

"HA HA! The details are - when I was thinking of you....." she said as she rolled over on top of me, "we were doing more than using our hands on each other......." as she finished speaking she lowered her face to mine and our lips met in a deep soulful kiss. 

As our tongues touched for the first time, she seemed at once a comfortable established lover and a new exciting one. She was more than I could have hoped for. The woman of my dreams and fantasies was here naked on top of me, our cum was drying on each others bodies as we grew in arousal seeking to replay our passion.

As we kissed, my hands were drawn naturally to her back and hers to my face, I caressed her back as we kissed each other's face and neck. I could feel my proud member responding to her attention and the wonderful sensation of her on top of me. As it grew to length it started to brush against her pubic hair. She felt the contact and started to push back to engulf my cock inside her as we kissed. As she did, I teasingly pulled my cock back not allowing her success. 

"Huuunggghhhh" she wined in my ear as she felt me dodge her advance. My cock twitched and continued to grow at the sound of her eagerness to mount me. Again I let the tip of my cock touch her hair and she immediately pushed back hard. I was ready for that and moved as quick as she did, keeping her from her desire.

Heather whined again and bit my ear "Quit it!" she demanded in a playful tone.

"OW!" I yelped ...."That's it -- none for you ...." I teased.

"Oh no you don't", she responded "You aren't going to lie there with a hard beautiful cock like that and not let me have it!" 

"Oh...." I said, as I adjusted my position. Taking a firm grip of her hips, I placed the tip of my cock right against her lips. She was very wet again and I could feel her slick lubrication against my cock head. She again tried to swallow me inside but I held her hips firmly.

"Are you really, really sure you want THIS!" I said as I thrust my hips forward while pulling her down onto me. My cock shot into her to the hilt.

"AHHHGGGGHHHH!!!!! She squealed. "OH MY GOD!! YES! THAT is what I want!" she answered. Adjusting to my cock inside her she began to rock against me taking short steady strokes. After becoming accustomed to me inside her, she pushed harder against me and me against her. She was taking me inside as far as she could. I could feel her cervix with the tip of my cock and I pushed hard rubbing my cock head against it. She went wild. Heather began to gyrate and whimper as she fucked against me hard. Her tight little pussy felt delicious as she alternately squirmed and bucked solidly against me as I forcibly squeezed her tight bum.

Taking her gorgeous ass in my hands I drew her to me and held her close while I worked my cock in and out of her. I consciously kept rhythm with her movements. After some time she began to ease her movements as she tired. With a silent gesture from me I rolled her off of me and then me onto her. I moved to the edge of the bed. Soon I was in my favorite position, I was sitting with my feet on the floor, Heather on my lap with my cock buried inside of her, very deep. Heather too appreciated the penetration she was receiving, "Oh FUCK Brent! ...... Yes, uh huh...uh, huh, ... uh, huh" she moaned as I rocked my cock deep inside her.

I glanced over her shoulder and the computer caught my eye. I saw myself on the screen! Holy shit, I had not shut the camera off when I thought I did. It must have been running the whole time, and here we were on open cam fucking like bunnies. If anyone either of us knew happened to be checking cams........"

"Oh fuck." I said.

"What?" Heather breathed. She knew by my tone something was wrong, but she never missed a beat rocking on my cock..

"We're .... Umm .....famous"

"Hu uh How?" she grunted sexily still maintaining her pace.

"I didn't shut the camera off......"

"WHAT?!" she exclaimed and immediately buried her face in my chest, reducing her humping almost to a stop...almost.

"Honest, I thought I did!" I responded. "If anyone was looking they've seen everything ... the bed is in perfect view -- I can see us."

"Is anyone watching?" she said and began to increase her rocking.

"I think so -- yes there is... I can see a list of names...."

"Really?" she said as she pulled my face to hers kissing me. She broke the kiss and regained her earlier pace of rocking her wet slippery pussy on my cock. I could feel the juices leaking from her wet lips over my balls soaking them. 

"I want them all to see how good you are fucking me .... I want the world to see me cum all over your cock and see you cum deep inside me!"

I was amazed and thrilled. I loved to show my cock when I jerked off, but I never, never showed my face in case someone knew me. I had only dreamed of fucking Heather, and here I was ball deep inside her on camera and she was loving it. Her motions were hard to match in my position, she was fucking me fast and furious now.

Her head was tossed back now and her teeth were clenching as she concentrated hard on the sensation of my cock splitting her lips and driving deep deep inside her. Her orgasm was bearing down on her and she rocked and ground her pussy against me, rubbing her sensitive clit against my pubic bone -- my cock into her as deep as it could go. 

"I, ....unggg..... don't care if ....unggg.... everyone sees me fucking you Brent! I ....uhhhhhHHHH.... want to feel you shoot your cum in me .... NOW Brent NOW...Oh GOD! I'm cuUUUMMMIIIINNNGGgggg!!!!!!!

Her actions became frenzied as she started to slap her ass against my thighs, taking long fast strokes. Her pussy was quaking and fluttering in spasm as she came steadily. Again her excitement and the look of her face in orgasm made it for me. 

"YeaaaaasssssSSSSS! UnnnggghhHHHHH!! I'm gonna cum!!!" I grunted. 

I could feel the cum boil in my balls for a few strokes then it exploded out of my cock in long strong blasts. As my cock pulsed inside her sending long hot splashed against her womb, she again erupted in another orgasm never breaking stride as she humped against me, making sexy squeals and grunts as she was crushed by her orgasm. 

She slowed her rocking on me as her breathing came back from frantic to simply exerted. She held me close and rested her face on my chest. The sweat on her brow felt nice and cool on my hot skin. As Heather finally regained her breath she sighed deeply then shuddered.

"Holy Fuck that was good.' she said.

"Unbelievable" I told her.

"I need to lay down before I fall down" she said. 

Slowly she unwrapped her legs from around me and as she slid back my now spent cock slipped easily from her, lubricated by our mutual juices.

She raised herself off of me enough to drop on the bed beside me.

"Oh, god that was sooooo good" she said as she lay exhausted on the bed. 

"I'm going to shut the camera off now, k?"

"Yes, please...."

I went over to the computer and saw there was 45 messages for us. I shut the camera off and looked at them.

"Hey sexy, you were a star!"

"What do you mean?"

"There are a bunch of messages from people who were watching us."

"Really? Anyone we know?" she giggled.

"I hope not......"

"Well, honestly, I don't care who was watching .... It was a turn on to know that they were actually....."

"You think so...."

"Oh, yeah......I'm getting one of those cameras."

"Are you?"

"Yep and I'll set it up in my bedroom and you can watch me cum....."

"Really?! I'd love that....."

"Ok, I will then"

"So, Brent?"

"Yes beautiful?"

"Have you ever been sucked off on camera before?............"

I smiled, "No...."

"Well we have all week........ but right now I should run down to my car and get my suitcase"

"Suitcase?"

"Yes" she giggled "I happen to have some clothes in a suitcase in my car.....just in case I never made it back to my hotel tonight......"

"Oh, you're naughty......And here I thought I seduced you.......I've been had."

"Yes you have.....and I intend to have you again......."



Hotel Meeting Ch. 01



Our first meeting was incredible. We were both a little nervous. Me especially, I had never done anything like this before. We had been talking on the internet for months. Having the most awesome cyber sex, fulfilling my fantasies in such a way, even I never imagined.

He said he would be in town for business and would enjoy meeting me. Well crash diet, exercise and skimpy outfits (of which I tried on 30 a day). The fateful day came upon me, before I knew it. I picked my outfits with care and a couple negligees. I drove to the city and his hotel where he is staying. Oh my God, the butterflies. I chose my first impression outfit very carefully.

Spaghetti straps on a scoop neck line, cut low, black short cocktail style dress, that flared slightly, black stiletto heels, with black thigh high nylons, and nothing else. The anticipation, the drive worked me up to being good and wet by the time I valet parked. Thinking back of all the cyber sex fantasies we fulfilled, hoping he wouldn't be disappointed. The valet guys looked me up and down and took my overnight bag, to the front to a bellhop. I explained in a little bit of a shaky voice I was meeting a guest. I got the distinct impression they thought I was a pro. That made me stand taller and sway even more. He said to meet him in the hotel lounge. Since we had exchanged pictures, erotic and clothed, I knew I would recognize him.

Sure enough just after walking in, several heads turned my way. There he was, just like his picture sitting in a booth to the side, dimly lit. I walked over slowly as he slowly stood watching me. He licked his lips, and I smiled a very large smile. My nervousness disappeared suddenly. This was the man, who knew my body better than anyone. From all our get-to-know-you talks, to the cyber sex, he knew exactly, how I want it. And what makes me purr. He smiled just as large back tome. More heads turned to see whom I was smiling at, this made him smile even more.

I walked up put my arms around his neck and kissed him slowly, deeply. He returned my embrace. As soon as he did, I leaned into him sighing and a slight moan. Our kiss deepened as we physically explored each other's mouth. I become just dripping. My God. What a kisser. I knew the next few days were going to be full of pleasure on both sides, constantly. I told him I left my bag at the front desk. He seated me asked me to order anything and left to have it sent to his room.

The waiter came right over. As he took my order I could feel his eyes, looking me over. I could almost feel the waiter's lips on my breasts, he looked so intently. It made my nipples even harder. To know I had accomplished the look I was after. He returned, slid in next to me and started caressing my bare shoulder and upper back. I closed my eyes and softly moaned. We proceeded with small talk while we waited for my order. He leaned in a few times, just smelling me. I knew if I could smell my strong arousal, I know he could. He nuzzled my neck with little kisses, nipped my ear. That sent shivers all over me. Yes, this man knows my body and my body was responding strongly. Drinks arrived. I took my shot, then drank some water.

I leaned into him slowly seductively, my hand on his leg, moving ever so softly to his crotch. The tablecloth covered anything we might do now, and I am so turned on. I shuddered slightly, looking back to him again. I kissed him, softly, licking slowly on his lips, tasting the wine he had been drinking. He reached his arm around me and pulled me closer, my hand resting lightly in his lap. I nuzzled to his ear.....

'I am wearing nothing under this dress.' I then moved back to see his expression. It was mild shock. Then he smiled broadly.

'I expected as much. You did tell me you are always prepared.'

'Yes, but you said it was also your fantasy, to play for, awhile, in public. You said something about making me cum?'

'True but your cumming leaves a wet spot, mine leaves a tent.'

I quietly laughed as I spread my legs apart and let him pull my dress up slowly, lightly teasing me. I reached for his cock. And he stopped me.

'No my dear, this is for you, already you have fulfilled my fantasy, being here.'

Talk about a line, I ate it up. What the hell.

I moaned every so slightly as his hand brushed my pussy lips, causing them and me to quiver. I looked at him and smiled again.

'So, while your teasing me, making me even wetter, what shall we talk about?'

'Nothing...just look at me. I want to see all your expressions as I do this.' Suddenly he pressed a finger into my hole. I gasped. He smiled at me more.

'You are so wet, you want my cock don't you?'

All I could do was nod, as his finger did circle in my pussy. He thumb resting on my clit, rubbing it. He pulled his hand out, watched the room for a second, then licked his fingers. I was struck dumb, I couldn't say anything, but lean in and kiss him, so I might also taste me on him. My nipples stood up. As I kissed him and he returned the passion of the kiss, he pinched my tit causing me to moan into his mouth. We broke apart.

'I am going to make you cum and cum hard, right here. When you do, kiss me, let me have the cry.'

I never heard anything so erotic. Said directly too me. Mmmm, if this was the foreplay, our fucking was going to light the sky.

He turned my face to him, as his hand made it back to my pussy, playing with it. I took a napkin and set it under me, to drip onto it, instead of my dress and the seat. Didn't really want to walk through the hotel with a giant wet spot on my ass. Besides, I'll take the napkin with me.

He placed a finger at my opening, slowly moving, little in and out, then using his thumb again against my clit. He reached around me and ever so slightly pinched my other nipple. I scooted my hips forward to allow him more playing room as I moved a leg up and over his leg. He moved another finger in going deep as I moaned and leaned back with him. He nuzzled along my neck and shoulder, building a faster rhythm. I began moving my hips with him.

'Look at me, I want to see you cum, kiss me when your there.' I started breathing heavier.

'That's my girl, cum to me, cum to me now.' I couldn't hold back any longer I reached over grabbed his head on both sides and cried into his mouth as I came. He was relentless and would not stop, I tried to move my hips back to squeeze his hand out, he pushed deeper. As I went to grab his hand he stopped me, and shook his head no.

'I want you so wet, so you drip as you walk to the elevator. I want other men to smell you as we walk by.'

'I want to fuck you, please. Let's go up now.'

'Remember, I know you. You will beg me more before I am through and before we go upstairs. Another shot baby?'

'You asshole.'

'Yeah, but I'm your fucking asshole, aren't I.' He did have a point. He did know me and my body and what I really wanted was to cum again and again before leaving the lounge. No matter what I said, my body said something different. And he is reading it well.

We continued to sit in the lounge for the next hour. Three more shots and a bottle of wine for him, and four more cums for me. Finally he leans over nuzzling my neck.

'Think you can walk?' He says with a smirk on his face.

'Truthfully, I'm not sure. Legs are a little shaky. But I think I can manage. As long as I am hanging on to you.'

'Oh baby, you will be hanging on to more than just my arm, in say about 6 minutes.'

He slides out first, me right behind him. I grabbed the napkin, that has been under me all this time. I wad it up in my hand as I take his. He looks at me funny for a minute. I slip my arm into his.

'Wait until we are in the elevator. Then smell it.' As I handed him the napkin. He couldn't wait that long, as soon as we left the lounge, he brought it to his face. He looked at me and startled laughing ever so slightly.

'You do surprise me. I believe I will be keeping this.'

We get into the elevator.  He presses for our floor when he turns around I grab him by the cock and squeeze hard. Kissing him just as hard. He pushes me back.

'You know elevators have cameras.'

'Good.' I say as I reveal a tit to him. Watching his eyes, get big. 'So you going to suck this, or do I put it away.'

He grasps my tit and leans down to suck and bite my nipple. I bend back holding his head against me, moaning. He reaches down with the napkin and wipes my pussy. He stand back up, I put my dress back up.

'Love this smell. I can't wait to bury my face into the real thing.' The elevator dings on to our floor. He takes my arms and guides me down the hall to the room. Opens the door then lets me in before him. He closes the door, after putting the do not disturb sign out. Locks it. I casually look around the room.

'Very ni...' I never finish. His hands are all over me, ripping the dress up and off me. All I have on are my high heels and thigh-high nylons. I kick off my shoes and help him to take his suit off. Accidentally ripping all the buttons off of his shirt. Undoing his belt and zipper, to feel his throbbing cock in my hand for the first time.

I reach around his hips, pushing the pants and underwear down, kneeling at the same time. I suck in his cock to my mouth as I go by. He gasps loudly and I smile. Oh yes this is the beginning.

He pulls me back up. Kissing me we back up to the sofa. He turns me, grabbing and caressing my tits, his chest into my back. I lean into him as I look out the window to the view. I reach behind me and squeeze and stroke his cock. He moans into me more. Trailing his hand down my tummy to my pussy, tantalizing my clit. Teasing me all over again. I can feel his heavy breath on my neck and shoulder, giving me goose pimples everywhere. He groans one last time as he positions me over the arm of the sofa and bends me over.

'I have been wanting to do this since your first cum.' As he drives his now throbbing cock into me from behind.. I arch my back cry out as I cum all over his cock. He reaches and grabs my hair and pulls back, then slaps my ass as he puts his hand on my hip and pulls me back into him deeper, and harder. 

He thrust deep and holds, out to the tip, letting my juices flow out, then slam into me again. I move my hips up and down back and forth, trying to get him in deeper. He pulls hair more.

'Oh yes baby, fuck me deep and hard. More, harder!'

'I'll fuck you honey, this is only the beginning , we have three full days and room service. I'll fuck you til you scream for me to stop. I want your cunt yelling for my cock.' He pushes deep then leans over, puts his hand on to my clit and drives me over the edge. He can feel my cunt clench down on him hard, he stands up slaps me again. This time I my cunt chomps onto his cock, as he pushes harder deeper, he explodes inside me. Then starts pounding me hard. Holding onto both hips, pulling me in faster. Crying out as he continues cumming, filling my cunt with his seed. Both of us panting, starting, sweating, as he can't seem to stop, the ecstasy, pushes us on.

He slows down as I feel his prick still pulsing under his cum. My pussy still contracting. Finally he falls against my back. Both of us trying to breath normal, but still panting.

'Oh my God!' I exclaim.

'Yeah, the cyber sex is fine, but this....this was more than I really expected.'

'So round two will be in 30 seconds or less?'

'Oh baby, please at least five minutes.' 



Hotel Meeting Ch. 02



I get up and move to the bathroom. Wondering what I did to get this guy. Holy shit. I will definitely be walking funny after three days of this. Moving into the bathroom, is like walking into a roman bath of old. The tub looks like it can hold a half a dozen people. On closer inspection, it's a Jacuzzi tub. A separate shower, toilet, giant mirror viewing the entire room.

I make it over to the tub and see candles and oils around the edge. So he was really hoping to get lucky. Well, let's just help him with that. I start filling the tub, with really hot water. I walk back into the other room. He is sitting on the couch, reclined back.

'Uh, I think you should join me in the bathroom.' He opens one eye and looks up at me, then reaches and strokes my pussy.

'Come on.' As I pull him up off the couch. I grasp his cock and make him follow me as I stroke and caress it. He pushes me up against the nearest wall and devours my nipple. As I arch and hold his head there. Producing more juices to flow, instantly. He looks up realizing he hears water running.

'Any matches? I want to light the candles.' He steps back and goes to the table to bring them to me. I walk in and turn off the water and add some oils. Then light the candles. As he moves into the bathroom he shuts off the lights. The glow is amazing off the tiles and mirror. I turn around and step slowly backwards, rubbing my chest with some oil. I step back into the tub. He moves quickly to help me in as he too, enters the tub.

Slowly I sink down into the hot water, moving my hands down his body to his cock. I lightly brush my lips across it, pulling him into the water. I lean back and proceed to draw him back against my chest. 

'Lean back into me and relax.' I murmur into his ear. He reclines back and I wrap my legs around his thighs. I use some oil and start rubbing his chest. Slowly feeling him relax further into me. I caress and begin kissing down his neck and nibbling on his ears. Not saying a word. Lulling him, so I can fuck the shit out of him.

Moving my feet up I place them on each side of his cock. Bringing my feet together, he starts rubbing his cock up and down on my feet. Moaning with the pleasure, he's creating, I continue to rub his chest and shoulders, kissing along the way.

After I feel his cock get good and hard, I push him forward and grab a towel for the side of the tub. I turn and spread my legs, letting my pussy invite his cock.

'Mmmm, looks like my pussy is all wet again, what will you do to it?' I look back at him over my shoulder, wiggling my ass. He grabs onto my hips and impales me quickly with his cock. I gasp at the sudden move. He leans forward and caresses my tits, back and ass, then back all over again. As I move onto his cock and swivel around as he pushes it even deeper into me.

With my ass up against him, he cups water and lets it slide over my body. Reaching down between our legs, he begins massaging my clit. He pushes deeper into me as I moan and move, bringing myself to a very slow climax.

'Mmmm, your pussy is clenching my cock. I have to push it deeper, I want to hear you scream.' He pulls his cock out to the tip and I feel the juices flow out as he suddenly starts pounding me hard. Slapping his balls against me, he slaps my ass, to make me clamp onto his cock harder. He drives his cock in deep. He holds it there as he pinches my nipples, then down to my clit. He stands up a little and re-positions his cock as he starts rubbing me inside, tweaking my clit.

'I can't take this!' I cry out and I cum. 'Ahhhh, don't stop, please don't stop, fuck me baby, fuck me.' I scream out to him. He pulls me hard against him and slams into me deeper, thrusting his cock in and out. Out to the tip then slamming back into me, driving my climax, rippling it. I can feel him swell, I know he's leaking more. I so want to lick it. I can feel he wants to cum.

'Nooooooo.' He cries out. As he explodes inside me. I push him back hard as he fingers dig into my hips. I try to disengage him. But he can't stop, pounding more and more. He succumbs to the edge of pleasure and beyond.

'Let go honey.' I plead with him. 'Let me milk you dry.'

He releases me and I pull off of him. Turning quickly before he finishes, I push him to the opposite edge to sit. Watching his cock still twitching as I engulf his cock into my mouth. Suctioning him hard. He screams out for me to stop. This time I cannot stop. I want him to enjoy everything. I want him spent. Because we will be doing this all night.

'Enough!' He cries out, pulling my head up and falling into me and into the tub, kissing me hard. Throwing water everywhere. 'God, woman, your going to kill me.' I just smile as we lean into each other and enjoy the hot water. I reach over and turn on the jets as he snuggles onto my chest and starts flicking my nipple with his tongue.

'Your turn baby. Turn about fair play.' He moans to me. 'You need to be eaten. Slowly and I will not stop.'

'Mmm, works for me.'

'But first, I gotta have a nap. Order something to eat, wake me in half an hour. Then it's my turn to fuck you and your ass will be tied up.'

'Promises, promises.' I say in a sultry voice. He moves against me and slides two fingers deep into me and rubs my G spot, faster and sucks my nipple, making me cum, so fast. I didn't even expect it, when it blasts out of me.

He smiles and slowly removes his fingers, then pinches my clit, making me jerk. He smiles even bigger.

'Fucker.' I say sarcastically.

'Isn't that what I just did, Fuck her.' He laughs as he gets up and help me out of the tub. I grab a towel and dry him off. I kneel down to rub his legs and kiss his cock. He jerks back. 'Ah a little sensitive, be nice to him.'

I just smile. He has no idea.