0 comments/ 35593 views/ 0 favorites At The Hotel By: jimuk I arrived at the hotel and checked in. Taking my key I went up to my room on the 7th floor. After unpacking my bags, I decided to have a shower before going out that evening for a late meal – it was 8.10pm. I went to the window to look at what sort of view I had, never knowing what view I was shortly going to receive!. All I could see was a window right opposite me about 15 feet away – it was part of the hotel next door. You could just make out windows to either side but could not see into them. The same went for the windows above and below. I was just about to draw the curtains when a light in the room opposite came on and a pretty woman in a figure-hugging light blue dress walked into view (you?). You looked straight over to me and smiled, licking your upper lip at the same time, as you reached up as if to prepare to draw the curtains. Then I saw a man move behind you reaching around your waist from behind and started to caress your breasts through your dress. Instead of pulling away, you pushed your backside back into the man’s groin, and turned your head towards him and said something. He then looked at me, smiled and began to fondle you all over, as you reached behind your back and you were obviously rubbing his crotch through his trousers. to As you did not draw the curtains, I then realised you both wanted me to watch, and my cock started wake up in my underpants. The man then must have unzipped your dress, as it fell away from your shoulders. You brought your arms forward and the dress slide down and you stepped out of it. You were naked except for a very small red thong, which just covered your pussy and showed signs of being damp! You turned round, took off the man’s shirt, undid his trousers and pushed them, and his underpants, down out of sight to the floor. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. You then turned your head around, looked at me and indicated that you want me to do the same. I pulled my polo shirt over my head, undid my trousers and in one movement pushed my trousers and underpants down, kicking them aside in the process. My cock sprang into view, relieved from being restrained, and now quite erect. You smiled at me, and with a wink of approval, turned round to face the man again and bent over, pushing your backside against the window. I could see the thin slit of your thong disappearing up the crack of your backside and pussy, as you squashed it against the glass!. The gusset by now was evidently wet, and this made me really horny! You wiggled your bottom against the window whilst sucking on the man’s cock, getting it really hard too. He reached over and slowly pulled your thong down over your arse-cheeks and you stepped out of them. He massaged your nipples and breasts as you sucked on his cock, pinching your nipples every now and then. I started to rub my hard-on too, staring at your wet pussy. You reached through your legs and began to play with your clit, rubbing it in time with your cock-sucking. After a few minutes you turned round, and holding onto the sides of the window, pushed your backside towards the man, telling him to penetrate your pussy. This he did eagerly, reaching around your body and rubbing your breasts at the same time. You just looked over and smiled at me, watching me stroke my cock as it pointed straight out at you. By now my cock was aching for release, but I tried to hold on, by slowing down my up-and-down strokes. He was thrusting really hard now, holding onto you hips and ramming his stiffness into you, and then, suddenly, your head went back, your eyes closed momentarily, and looking straight at me, you opened your mouth, with what must have been a cry of ecstasy. I then knew you were cumming, and I could not hold on any longer. I came with a fierceness that was overwhelming, and ejaculated all over the window, as if I was aiming at your open mouth. As my seed slowly dribbled down the window, you poked out your tongue and pretended to lick the window! You then turned round quickly and rubbed the man’s cock with your hands until he came all over your breasts. You then turn round and push your breasts up against the window and rubbed his cum into them, all the while smiling lewdly at me. You then write “712 in 1 hour” in the cummy smudges you have made on the window. Taking that as an invitation to come to your room number, I get showered and dressed, grab a bite to eat, and walk into the hotel next door an hour later. What happens next is another story, and perhaps one that you can tell next time!!! At the Hotel It started when I was on business far away from my home, for more than three months. They had put me up in a small hotel with few employees...the employees became very familiar to me very quickly. One in particular caught my eye. I saw him just about every day when I was leaving for work, and he was always nice to me. He wasn't American, I could tell that much by his thick European accent. But he had the most amazing smile and the most incredible blue eyes I had ever seen. I have been single for quite some time, and it had been a long time since I felt like I was beautiful to anyone. He looked at me, each and every day, like I was the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on. We never talked all that much, but the more I saw him, the more I was interested. I know I shouldn't have been...thoughts like that make me seductive and since he was an employee, I was afraid I'd get him in trouble. But regardless, it wasn't long before I found myself thinking of him whenever I had an idle moment. Wondering what it would be like to kiss him, taste him, to feel his body against mine, to have those eyes staring into mine as we made wild passionate love all night. The day before I left, I ran into him and told him that I would be leaving soon, and asked if he would mind my going to find him at the end of his shift that day so that I could say goodbye. He offered to come up to my room instead. Despite knowing that I should protest, I did not, and I said he was welcome to. Around mid-afternoon that day, I heard a soft knock at my door. I had spent the morning and early part of the afternoon making sure I looked as sexy as I could; I was dressed in a crop top and tight jeans that exposed the taut muscles of my flat stomach and emphasized my small but round and full breasts, my hair was loose around my shoulders and face. I was suddenly nervous, I hadn't actually thought that he would come, even though I hoped he would. I opened the door and there he was, seeming just a little bit nervous as well. He said he was there to say goodbye, and I asked if he wanted to come in for a few minutes. He did. We sat on the small sofa in the room making small talk for awhile. During a lull in the conversation, I asked him if anybody had ever told him he had amazing eyes. He said no, and told me that he thought my eyes were very pretty. He also told me that he liked the color of my hair, and hinted at liking the shape of my body. I smiled and blushed, and we were silent for a few moments as we stared into each others' eyes. I asked him what was on his mind, and he told me that the way I was looking at him was sexy, and that it made him want to kiss me. I said, "Then kiss me." He did. He wasn't shy about it either. His tongue frantically searched out mine while his hands began exploring my body, making me tingle with excitement and causing my panties to get increasingly damp. As I kissed him back, my own hands traveled down his chest and his stomach, and around his back, where I found the hem of his shirt. I slid my hands underneath his shirt and felt the muscles of his back, felt him shiver with pleasure and anticipation as I ran my hands up his back, then around to his chest. His lips left mine and he began kissing my neck, my jawbone, and licking my ear, while his fingers found their way under the waistband of my jeans. I was so wet at this point that I was dying for him to touch my pussy, but he didn't. He seemed to know what I wanted and was drawing things out. His mouth found mine again and I ran my hands over his thighs and felt his growing erection...I touched him, rubbed him, felt him grow harder and harder as he moaned into my mouth. Finally it was too much for both of us and we broke only long enough to shut the curtains in my room. When we found each other again, he pulled my top off and then my bra nearly in one motion. He pushed me down onto the bed and pressed his hips, his hard cock, into me, and lightly massaged my breasts as he worked my tongue with his. His breath and his lips were so hot, so amazingly wonderful to feel. I was breathing hard, moaning with pleasure as he continued to kiss and massage. I pushed him up off of me long enough to get his pants off, and exposed his throbbing erection. Immediately I knelt down to suck him, but he pushed me away and back onto the bed, pulling my pants off as well. He sucked my already hard, erect nipples, then ran his tongue down the length of my body and began licking my inner thighs, teasing me, driving me even more wild. He slowly made his way into the warm, soaked folds of my pussy and began exploring, finding all the little places to lick and massage that drove me nuts. His hands ran up and down my sides, occasionally finding my breasts and rubbing them. I couldn't hold back for very long. I came once, twice, a third time, all within the space of a couple of minutes. He was very talented with that tongue of his. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I sat up and brought his face to mine and kissed him deeply, smelling and tasting my juices on his face and lips. I pulled back long enough to get him to stand up, where I took his incredibly hard cock, already dripping with precum, in my mouth and sucked. Up and down, using my tongue to massage the head, I would sometimes run my tongue up and down his shaft as well, using my lips to caress rather than suck for a moment. I wrapped my lips around his dick once more and pulled him deep into my throat, where I swallowed multiple times around his sweet spot. He couldn't hold back for very long either at that point. He shot his load into my throat, gasping and moaning as he did so, holding my hair in his fists. I felt his cock pulsing and his body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm, and that turned me on all over again. But this time, I wanted him inside me. He must have been amazingly turned on as well because he was ready again in a matter of moments. I lay back on the bed and pulled him down on top of me, guiding his still erect penis into my warm, wet folds. We both moaned in ecstasy as he entered me, and he kissed me again very passionately, very urgently, as though he were full of pent-up desire, as though he'd been wanting me for a long time. He ground his hips against my clit in a such a way that he quickly sent me over the edge, and soon I was shaking with orgasm again. He turned over and pulled me on top of him, and he thrust his incredibly hard cock back inside me as hard as he could. His hands holding my hips, I rode him hard, pumping up and down and rolling my hips back and forth at the same time. I felt him as he came, this time in waves of pleasure that seemed to roll over him, and he pressed as far inside me as he could, giving me one more orgasm while he shot a second load into my juicy, quivering abyss. He dug his nails into my hips for a moment, and as his orgasm subsided and his body relaxed, I gently lay down next to him, my head on his chest, his arms around me. We stayed that way for an hour, completely naked, in each others' arms, neither of us speaking. At that point it was time for him to go, and time for me to pack. As we got dressed, he took me in his arms one more time, kissed me, and thanked me, in that amazing and sexy European accent of his. What he thanked me for, I don't know. I never saw or heard from him again. I think of him often and remember that one incredible afternoon...and wish that every goodbye could be that incredible. At The Hotel Randi looked into the rearview mirror of her minivan as she applied the finishing touches to her eye make-up. She had bought a fashion magazine that gave details on how to achieve the "smoky eyes" favored by some celebrities. Marcus had mentioned to her that he liked that look and Randi had taken the hint. Since starting her affair with a younger co-worker, Randi had made several changes to her appearance at her lover's subtle, and sometimes not so subtle, suggestion. Her hair was longer, below her shoulders, and heavily highlighted, making her more of a honey blonde. She used a flat iron so that it would hang even straighter than usual. She wore only "wet look" lip gloss whenever they planned to be together and applied it liberally. Randi had even shaved her pussy hair, leaving only a closely trimmed triangle above her slit after Marcus had made it clear that he wanted her that way. Her husband had been thrilled, naively thinking she had shaved her pussy for his benefit , and Randi made sure he had no reason to think otherwise. Randi was still suprised that he had no clue as to what she had been doing with Marcus, and that everyone at her work appeared to be equally clueless. She only hoped her luck would continue. The past couple of months, the two of them had been meeting at a local park over their lunch break and screwing in the backseat of her minivan. Randi had, thus far, resisted meeting him at a hotel and was afraid to go to his condo, thinking his neighbors would wonder why a middle-aged white woman was spending so much time with a black man half her age. There had, however, been a quickie at her home when Marcus had stopped by with some papers from work. Her husband and two children were at a high school basketball game, and with little-to-no hesitation, Randi had taken Marcus by the hand and led him up to the marital bedroom. Even though the sex was incredible, as always, she was uncomfortable bringing Marcus back to her home. While she had her lover's cock in her mouth , Randi was unsettled when she caught herself looking at the picture of her children on the bedside table. Marcus had also insisted that they fuck on her husband's side of the bed, and although more than willing at the time, she did have some pangs of regret afterward. As a result, when Marcus had mentioned that he could get their corporate suite at a local hotel, Randi agreed to the meeting. Marcus was one of their top local salesman and when one of the out-of-town guys had his stay cut short, Marcus arranged to have the room kept open for their private use. Randi slipped on her sunglasses and stepped out of the minivan. She was wearing a short, black leather jacket over top of a white, sleeveless, mock turtleneck, tight tan capri pants and was wearing her new Manalo Blahnick slingbacks with the five-inch stilleto heels. She walked rapidly through the lobby to the elevator, not being able to shake the thought that the clerk knew exactly why she was there. Once safely in the elevator, she put her sunglasses in her purse and made a few last adjustments to her hair in the reflection of the door. She walked down the hallway looking for the suite number Marcus had given her. Once outside the door , she started to knock when it suddenly flew open and she found herself being drug swiftly into the room by her wrists. Marcus pushed her forcefully against the inside of the door, kissing her roughly, his tongue pushing past her glossy red lips. Although initially suprised by his actions, Randi opened her mouth and met his oral thrusts with her own, drinking in the familiar smells and tastes of her young lover. After a few moments, Marcus broke their kiss and smiled broadly, his face inches from her own. "I guess I don't have to tell you that I'm glad to see you!" he laughed, his brown eyes sparkling. "Part of me wondered if you would still come." Randi relaxed and smiled back at him, her arms reaching up over his broad shoulders, pulling him back down to her. "Your'e kidding, right? You know I can't stay awy from you!" With that Randi kissed him deeply, her hands sliding down to cradle his face as their tongues danced. Randi noticed that Marcus was wearing a short cotton robe and her hands reached down further to his fat crotch. One slid through the folds of the robe to cup his heavy ball sack while the other worked to open his belt. "Whoa . . .Whoa . . .Slow down girl!" Marcus said pulling her hands up from his cock. "This is one time we don't have to be in such a hurry!" With a quick kiss, Marcus steered Randi into the front room of the suite and helped her remove her leather jacket. Randi dropped her purse next to her on the couch as she took a seat. She smiled when she noticed that Marcus had bought a bottle of Chardonnay that she had once mentioned as a favorite. He poured her wine in a long-stemmed glass and fixed a scotch for himself, joining her on the couch. "To Jack for leaving town early and giving his key to me. If I told him I was meeting you here, he would never believe me!" Marcus toasted, clinking his glass gently with Randi. They sipped their drinks as Marcus explained how easy it was to get their suite. "Plus" he added playfully "It's on the company's tab!" Randi laughed and reached for her purse, removing a pack of Virginia Slims Menthol 120's. She flipped the top of the hard pack and slowly removed one of the long cigarettes. Using a small gold lighter that Marcus had given her when she had mentioned that she had started smoking again, Randi lit her cigarette exhaling a thin stream of smoke towards the ceiling. She settled back against the cushions, her legs crossed seductively, wine glass in hand and found Marcus studying her. "Damn girl." he whispered with approval. "What have I done to you?" he asked only somewhat in jest, remembering the demure wife and mother he had first met several months ago. Randi took a deep, slow draw on her cigarette and directed the smoke towards him. "I guess you've released my inner slut . . . and I can't thank you enough!" she added with a sly smile. Marcus laughed and kissed her, tasting the tang of her breath, feeling his cock begin to stiffen. His hand slid up to cup one of her smallish, firm breasts and was pleased to find that, per his instructions, she was not wearing a bra. Moments later, Randi leaned forward and with a final drag , stubbed her cigarette out. Another sip of wine and she slid towards Marcus, her hands reaching for his sash. "I think" she purred "that I've been patient enough!" She untied the belt and pulled his robe open, excited by the contrast of his cinnamon skin and the white fabric. Randi reached for his semi-erect cock, stroking it slowly. "There's what I've been looking for!" she sighed as she kneeled in front of him. Holding the base of his thick shaft, she directed the head of his cock towards her wetly shining lips. Only taking the large head into her mouth, Randi began sucking him forcefully, running her tongue over its sensitive top, her cheeks hollowing. Randi then dropped her jaw to take all of his cock into her warm throat. She knew what her lover liked and she was eager to please. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned, savoring the taste and feel of his cock in her mouth. Randi jacked him while she noisily blew him, occasionally removing her mouth altogether to lick her way up and down his long shaft and to suck his balls. With one of his large rocks in her mouth, Randi heard her cell phone ring. When she let his nut slip from her lips with a loud plop, Marcus quickly hissed: "Let it ring!" Randi was already reaching into her purse and opening her cell. "I can't. It might be important." Looking at the number displayed she added "Shit. It's from home." Straightening up and stepping away from the couch, Randi tilted her head bringing the phone under her hair to her ear, her free arm crossed under her breasts supporting her elbow. "Hello?" she said. "It's my husband!" she mouthed silently to Marcus who remained seated on the couch, his robe thrown open. "So!" Marcus mouthed back, irritated at his timing. Randi frowned and turned her back "Yea, that would be okay" she said into the cell "Either night would work for me." When she turned back around she found Marcus pointing his hard cock at her, frowning comically. Randi rolled her eyes, a thin smile forming on her beautiful face, and walked slowly towards her lover. "Okay, sure . . .sure" she said kneeling between his legs, "No, I'm still shopping . I should be home in an hour" she hesitated before adding quickly "or two." Smiling lustily up at Marcus, she began to slowly stroke his cock as she continued her conversation with her husband. Moments later, staring intently at the long, hard monster she held in her hand, she said "I love you,too!" before flipping the phone shut, tossing it on the couch and eagerly swallowing his entire cock into her warm, wet mouth once again. As Randi's head bobbed rhythmically up and down and his lap, Marcus placed his hand on her head. Leaning back, Marcus closed his eyes and listened to Randi moan and snort as she made love to his dick. Randi raised up, her eyes locked on Marcus, then she slowly licked his shaft from its base, ending with a wet kiss on its bulbous head. Marcus helped her to her feet and led her to the bedroom. Marcus pulled her top off and threw it on the bed. Randi kissed him and pushed the robe off his shoulders, allowing it to pool at his feet. She ran her hands gently over his tight, smooth body; across the breadth of his shoulders and down his heavily muscled arms. Her fingers traced a line down his chest, over his flat belly then creeped back to cup his hard ass cheeks. She pushed Marcus onto the bed and slowly removed the rest of her clothing. Marcus watched her hungrily, but when she finished and kneeled on the bed, he stopped her. "Wait. Do me a favor and slip those shoes back on." Randi smiled and picked up her heels. Taking a seat on a cushioned chair across from the bed, she made a show of putting the slingbacks back onto her feet, running her hands slowly up her shapely legs. She stood and turned, legs spread slightly, looking over her shoulder at Marcus. "You like these baby?" she teased as she modeled for her lover, her hands moving lewdly over her jutting breasts, then lower, her fingers tracking the moist slit between her legs. "Get over here and I'll show you!" Marcus replied, his voice heavy with desire. Randi smiled and walked over to the foot of the bed. She crawled between his legs, his hard cock rubbing against her naked body, and then further up the bed where Marcus crushed her in a strong embrace. He rolled Randi over on her back, kissing her deeply, his fingers began tracing a trail up one of her firm thighs to her trimmed bush. He used the heel of his hand on her swollen clit before plunging his thick middle finger into her sopping wet hole. Randi began to rotate her hips on the bed in response to his manipulations. When Marcus added a second finger and began to vigorously rub the interior of her pussy wall, the sexy MILF began to moan loudly pulling Marcus deeper into their hot embrace, her tongue thrust into his mouth. Marcus shifted and positioned himself between her outstretched legs. He lifted himself on his hands as Randi reached between them and placed his big cock against her willing pussy. Marcus entered her slowly and easily, her cunt now accustomed to his cock's bulbous head. Randi's body felt like she had been hit with an electric current, moaning loudly and moving eagerly beneath him. Marcus withdrew his cock completely and entered her slowly again, then several more times driving the married mother of two wild in anticipation of the fucking she was about to receive. When he finally shoved his entire length into her tight tunnel and began to lustily fuck her, Randi's head began to thrash back and forth on the bed, her eyes screwed shut. "OHHH . . . That feels so fucking good! Baby, I love your big, hard, cock inside of me!" As Marcus continued fucking her with long, deep strokes, Randi hooked her heels around his calf muscles, locking her body under his, and began to move in rhythm with his thrusts. Randi's hand grasped the back of his thick arms as her hips ground against him in raw lust, her desire overwhelming her. Her first orgasm hit her quickly, almost without warning, her legs wrapped tightly around her lover, her hands grasping his straining ass as she writhed underneath him. "AHHHH . . . FUCK . . .BABY . . .SHIT . .! I'M CUMMING ON YOUR BIG BEAUTIFUL COCK!!" Randi shouted as Marcus continued to pound into her. Marcus covered her mouth with his to quiet her, Randi grabbing the sides of his face as they kissed, her orgasm beginning to subside. Marcus broke their kiss and withdrew his cock from Randi, rolling off her. "Get up on your hands and knees!" he ordered directing Randi to face the foot of the bed. Randi positioned herself as instructed and felt Marcus place one hand on her upraised ass. She felt the head of his thick cock against her pussy lips briefly before he shoved his entire length into her slit. Randi's head arched back sharply as she fell into the rhythm of his thrusting. Somehow, his cock felt even bigger and harder in this position and Randi's pussy seemed competely full. Marcus grabbed her by the waist and the sound of his six-pack smacking her ass cheeks filled the room as they fucked wildy. Randi opened her eyes and saw their reflection in the large mirror over the dresser. Looking back at her was a middle-aged white woman being seriously fucked by a muscular black man, half her age. A sheen of sweat covered his body highlighting the the definition of his body. As Marcus continued to fuck her, Randi thought back to earlier in the week when she had helped with her daughter's Valentine's Day party at school. None of the other mothers would recognize her as she know appeared: whipping her long hair around, shouting profanities , driving her ass back to meet her young lover's thrusts, her breasts swinging lewdly beneath her. She barely recognized herself; her lips shining wetly, eye make-up heavily applied , naked on the hotel bed except for her stilettos. She thought she looked like a Vegas hooker or one of the girls in the porno movie her husband had brought home one time. Marcus grunted behind her, fucking his cock into her even faster, his fingers now digging into her ass cheeks. Randi was not a stupid woman, nor was she naive. She knew that Marcus was a pussyhound who liked to fuck married women and that she was his latest conquest. She also knew there would come a time when Marcus would tire of her and move on, but she was all right with that. Although Marcus was her first lover, she had to admit that he likely would not be her last. She wasn't going to be able to put this particular genie back in the bottle. But for now, she was going to do everything in her power to keep him interested as long as she could. Marcus liked slutty, and she could do slutty. She looked back over her shoulder at her young stud, his face intense, body sweaty, muscles bulging as he drove his long cock into her faithless pussy. "You like doing me like this?" she asked sexily. "Oh yeah . . .I like fucking you like this . . .I love looking at your fine, tight ass girl!" Marcus managed between hard thrusts. "Ahhh baby . . .You fuck me soooo good . . . and your cock is soooo big! I love it!" Fuck me harder! That's it baby! FUCK ME HARDER!!!!!" Marcus slammed into the older woman causing her ass cheeks to ripple with his force. Randi's orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, starting at her feet, up past her overheated pussy and her swinging breasts, leaving her glossy red lips in a stream of profanities. "SHIT . . . OHHHHH FUUUUUCCKK . . .UMMMMM! AHHHHHHHHHHH . . .FUCK . . . MARCUUS! AHHHHHH . . .FUUCCKK!!!!" Marcus continued to fuck Randi as she began to recover. She felt his cock twitch as his breathing became more labored. Realizing that her young lover was close, Randi pushed her ass back harder to meet his deep thrusts. "Come on baby . . .cum in my pussy. I want to feel you cum inside me! Fuck your whore harder Baby . . . FUCK ME!!!!" When she heard a low growl start to build in her lover's throat, Randi quickly spun around and grabbed his cock, aiming it at her mouth. His first jet of spunk hit her on the chin before she was able to get her mouth around his entire dick. Randi grabbed his hips for support and began fucking his cock with her mouth, taking load upon load down her throat. Marcus shouted as he came: "AHHHHHHHH . . . SSHHIIIIITTTT!!!" As his climax began to weaken, Randi removed his cock from her lips but continued to jack him, taking the last spurts of his jism on her outstretched tongue before swallowing that as well. "MMMMMmmmmmm . . .My lover tastes sooo good!" Randi looked up at Marcus, her beautiful blue eyes shining brightly through the smoky make-up, smiling in satisfaction at the pleasure she had just brought to her young lover. She continued to stroke his cock and would occasionally slide its head past her shiny lips for a brief,loving suckle. Marcus eventually fell back against the headboard, still breathing hard. Randi rolled off the bed and disappeared into the front room, walking unsteadily on her high heels, still light headed from the fucking she had just received. She returned with their drinks, kissing Marcus sweetly as she handed him his glass. Randi leaned naked against the dresser, her feet crossed in front of her and sipped her wine. She studied Marcus over the rim of her glass, his gorgeous body sprawled across the bed, thick cock lying across his muscular thigh. "God, I love fucking you!" a bit of wonder in her voice. Marcus laughed and let the ice cube he was sucking on drop back into his glass. "I've noticed!" Both of them were quiet for awhile, lost in their own thoughts, as they regained their strength. Randi finally broke the silence. "You know what I'd really like to do sometime?" "What's that?" "I'd like for us to go out of town together, some weekend. Someplace where now one would know us. I could get dressed up for you, anyway you would want, and we could go out . . .to a bar or for dinner. We would be all over each other so that anyone who saw us would know that I was yours and that I would do anything for you . . .or to you for that matter!" Randi added with a sly laugh. "And when we go all hot and horny,. . . just short of fucking each other in public, we'd go back to our room." Intrigued, Marcus responded playfully " I like the sound of this. What would we do next?" Randi put her wine glass on the dresser and walked over to the bed . Kneeling next to her lover, she cradled his face in her hands and kissed him, her tongue darting quickly into his open mouth. "Why should I tell you when I'd much rather show you!" she whispered in his ear as her hand slid down his deep chest to his stiffening dick. "Remember, we don't have to be in any hurry!" At the Hotel He pushed through the doors at the front entrance. The staff at the front desk were busy assisting other guests and didn't notice him enter. He walked through the lobby and spotted the elevator. As he pressed the call button, one of the elevators dinged and the doors slid open. He stepped inside and hit the button for the floor that she had told him. The elevator rose to her floor without interruptions. He felt his heart beat faster and his skin felt cold. It was a familiar feeling. It always happened in anticipation of seeing her. The elevator dinged again as he reached her floor. As he stepped off the elevator he spotted a sign, directing him down the hall to the right. He walked slowly down the hall looking at the room numbers as he went. He found her door and stopped in front of it. He could hear noise from inside - it might have been music or noise from the TV. He knocked and waited. Nothing happened. He knocked again. This time he heard the noise turn down. Then he heard quick footsteps to the door. The light through the peephole was blocked momentarily. He looked toward the hole and felt her behind the door. He heard the lock snap open. She cracked open the door and peeked out. He saw one beautiful eye; her long lashes flashed at him. She didn't say anything. She just looked at him. It was a game they played often. He looked down from her face. He could see that she was naked. However, she was cleverly standing at an angle, careful not expose herself. Between the door frame and the door a strip of skin extended from her thigh up to her face. He could see her hip bone and stomach. He could see her ribs and the skin at the side of her breast, the top of her shoulder and her neck. He noticed that the safety latch was on the door. It prevented him from getting at her. With his heart pounding, he stood waiting for her to move. She didn't flinch. His mouth slowly turned into a smirk and then a smile. At this point, she new she had won. He raised his hand and quickly poked at the strip of exposed skin. She let out a little squeal and feigned a shocked look. She quickly shut the door, almost catching his finger. He heard the safety lock swing to the side. She made another wonderful sound from behind the door exposing her excitement. She opened the door and appeared wearing a short white robe. He expected her to be stark naked, but she must have slipped the robe on while the door was closed. He enjoyed her tease, and she enjoyed teasing him. He could see it in her eyes. She jumped at him, smiling and wrapping her hands around his neck. She was barefoot, which made her quite shorter than him. To maintain the hug she had to stand on her toes. She squeezed him hard. He held her and supported her weight. She smelled fantastic. She always did. He wasn't sure if it was her perfume or her natural pheromones. Memories of her flooded his head. She pulled him into the room and the door swung shut behind them. He looked around the room. It was a typical hotel room. Big bed, bedside table, desk and chair. There was a hutch with a large TV. Above the bed there was the standard, ugly, framed painting. This one was of a tropical beach - crashing waves and swaying palm trees. He saw an open suitcase on the ground. Music was quietly playing from her phone on the bedside table. Next to her phone was a bag of candy. She was never far from a bag of candy. She looked freshly showered and made up as if planning to have a night out. She was naturally beautiful and only wore minimal makeup. Her hair was in a high ponytail and her bangs hung down into her eyes. She jumped around him like an excited child. She asked him a million rapid-fire questions. He did his best to answer, but she answered most of them herself. He was charmed by her energy and wanted to be closer to her. She told him to sit because she wasn't ready yet. He had forgotten they had made plans to eat. He wished that they could just blow off lunch and spend the afternoon here in the hotel room. Unbeknownst to him, she felt the same way. He kicked his shoes off and sat on the end of the bed. She had removed the comforter from the bed - a habit of hers since watching a news report on the cleanliness of hotel rooms. She walked past him to her suitcase in search of something. She bent over and rummaged inside. Her short robe rode up on the back of her legs. He watched attentively as the fabric stretched over her butt. He could see the backs of her thighs and almost the folds of her cheeks. He knew that she wasn't wearing underwear and hoped to catch a glimpse between her legs. She caught him looking and shyly grabbed the back of her robe, pulling it down. She found what she was looking for and popped back up. She was smiling and laughing. She playfully scolded him for being a pervert. Teasing him turned her on. He saw a small bag in her hands. He guessed it was her jewelry bag. She walked past him towards the bathroom. As she did, she touched the side of his face and dragged her fingers along his chin. He hadnt shaved in a few days and his face was rough with stubble. It was the length that she liked on him. He took it as a signal for him to follow her. She walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. He followed her, but stopped in the doorway and lean on the door frame. She continued to chat with him while examining the contents of the bag. He looked her up and down. He focused on her legs. She shifted her weight on to her right foot, lifting the heel and slightly bending the knee of her left leg. Her muscles looked firm and her skin looked soft and smooth. He imagined her smooth skin on his face. They looked at each other and talked through their reflections in the mirror. She pulled some earrings from the bag and held them up to her ear. She wasn't satisfied and put them back into the bag. She pulled out another pair and modeled them for him. He shook his head. She pouted and dropped them back into the bag. He walked over to her and positioned himself directly behind her. She watched him in the mirror. He was taller than her so she could see his face looking down a the back of her head. He looked up in the mirror and saw her looking back at him. She felt her body tingle with anticipation. He reached his arms around her. She felt her heart pound and she inhaled deeply. She imagined him pulling off her robe and grabbing her naked flesh. Instead, he reached passed her. He reached into her little bag and grabbed a pair of earrings. He enjoyed teasing her too. She smirked and relaxed knowing that she had been momentarily beaten at her own game. He smiled back at her and lifted an earring to her left ear. She tilted her head and he brushed a few fly-away hairs behind her ear He then dangled the earring near her lobe so she could see what it would look like on her. She examined herself in the mirror and nodded her head in approval. He slipped the wire through the hole in her ear. A man had never done that for her before. The feeling of the wire sliding slowly through the hole made her shiver. He grabbed the other earring and placed it gently on her other ear. Her body tingled. She was turned on and wanted him. She spun and pulled him to her. Their bodies pressed together at the hips. She felt that he was also turned on. They looked at each other and felt their hearts beating faster. She pulled her lower lip in to her mouth and licked it. She transferred the moisture to her upper lip and slightly opened her mouth. It made her mouth irresistible and she knew it. He couldn't take the tension anymore and kissed her. They kissed like teenagers. She pushed off the counter and turned his back to the door. They continued to kiss. She guided him backward through the doorway towards the bed. She was in control and he was at her whim. At the end of the bed she kissed him hard and pushed him. He fell onto the bed surprised and a little unsure of his position. She pounced on him, making the bed bounce. She slid up on his body, grabbing his hair and pressing her lips against his. Their tongues wrestled in their wet mouths. She wanted to feel his skin, so she reached her hands up, under his shirt. He wriggled and allowed her to pull the shirt off, over his head and arms. She threw the shirt over her shoulder. He had soft skin and there was no hair on his chest. She placed her hands on his chest and felt his muscles. Her hands were a little cold, probably caused by her slightly nervous, aroused state. She kissed his chest and stomach. He lifted his head and shoulders from the bed to watch her. As he did, his lower abdominal muscles tightened. She looked at the lines disappearing down into his jeans. She saw a trail of hair start from below his belly button and disappear below the waist of his belted jeans. She grabbed the front of his pants with both hands. He fingers were tucked under the waistline of his underwear, against his skin. Her cold fingers felt good against his warm skin and he breathed in. Showing her eagerness, she yanked down on his jeans. The jeans moved about an inch exposing a slight tan line and more hair. She could see that the hair was short and trimmed. She buried her face in the skin below his belly button. She kissed and licked her way back up to his chest. She straddled him and looked down at him. He could see her knees and the lower part of her thighs on each side of him. He wanted to see her body, but it was still covered by the robe. He imagined her bare pussy hovering over him, hot and wet, inches from his crotch. He reached for the lapels of her robe. He planned to pull the robe open and expose her chest. But, she anticipated his impulse and was ready for him. She caught his hands as they moved towards the robe. She held his wrists and pinned his arms to the bed on either side of his head. He struggled playfully and she held him firmly. She taunted him for failing at his plan. She laughed at him and teased him for being beaten. Teasing him even more, she bent forward until her hair touched his chest. She dragged her bangs up his chest and across his face. It tickled him and he squirmed. He playfully struggled and she laughed and used her strength to keep his arms pinned to the bed. She kissed him, lightly teasing at first and then deep and hard. As they kissed he caught a glimpse of the tops of her breasts tucked into her loosening robe. She kissed him grinning, sucking and pulling on his lips. Her mouth was wet and slippery. She continued to hold him down and he played along. Her robe was beginning to open. Her upper chest and the insides of her thighs were now exposed. He noticed that as he struggled, her robe was opening more and more. The tie around her waist was no longer held together by its own friction. He shook her side to side. She realized what he was doing and rather than loosen her grip on his arms, she let her robe fall open. She had an incredibly sexy body. Her curves fell in all of the right places. Her breasts were round and firm. They bounced and jiggled as they wrestled. Her nipples were small and round and cut a nice contrast against her white skin. He recalled that her breasts looked the same as they did 10 years ago. Her body, however, had become more womanly and desirable. He wanted to drown in her flesh. She hovered over him. Her firm breasts hung from her body. She lowered her body slightly and dragged her nipples across across his chest. She moved side to side and her nipples hardened. She knew from past experience that this drove him wild. She dragged her soft breasts back and forth, up and down. She started to shimmy up his body. She brought her breasts to his face and teased the nipples around his mouth. He tried hard to catch her nipples is his mouth. She let him just barely graze her skin. She told him to relax and he obeyed, resting his head on the bed. She then carefully traced his face with her breasts. She started by sliding her nipples across his closed eyes. She lowered slightly and pressed the fleshy curve of her breasts into his face. He felt her ultra soft skin caressing him. She ended the tease by slowly and carefully tracing his lips with a hardened nipple. He was in ecstasy. Finally, she gave in and lowered her breast into his open mouth. He sucked gently at first and then harder. She alternated her breasts for him, allowing him access to different parts each time. Usually, she felt a little self-conscious of her body but, with him she felt at ease. The way he appreciated her body always made her feel comfortable and sexy and up for anything. She moved further up his body, shuffling her knees along the bed on either side of him. The loose robe was dragging over his skin. Her crotch was moving closer to his face. His mouth watered in anticipation. She moved her right knee onto his left arm, pinning him and freeing her right hand. She repeated the movement with her left leg. She now straddled his face, one knee on either side of his head. She straightened up and mimed a victory stance above him. Her arms akimbo, her robe hanging open and a look of triumph on her face. He loved her energy. Looking up he could see her beautiful body - finally exposed. Her legs were thin and strong . She had a faint bikini tan (he wasn't sure when she had acquired it). The tiny tan lines showed off her sexy package. The lips where thin and pink. He could see her red clit poking out between her lips. Her opening was obscured by her lips, but he could see her lips were wet and shiny. She took great care of her pussy. She had changed her public hair style since they had last been naked together. Instead of a small triangle, she had a thin perfectly manicured strip. It was driving him wild. Her tan lines showed off her hip bones and tight stomach. He briefly imagined her in her bikini. He pictured them fucking on a warm, deserted, tropical beach like the one on the wall above them. His eyes moved up her body. Her posture made him laugh. She was still posing victoriously above him. Her breasts looked large and firm from his angle. They looked youthful and perky, slightly pointing to the sides. They held her robe open. He was immobilized by her knees; her hands were free. She gently touched his face, sending sensations all over. He raised his head in an attempt to get closer to her pussy. She pushed his head back down to the bed with her left hand. With her right hand she touched her pussy lips, collecting wetness on her finger tips. She then touched his lips, spreading her juices from side to side. He licked his lips and tasted her. Her taste and smell brought back memories of being between her legs. She pressed her wet thumb into his mouth. He sucked on it and she felt his tongue and teeth. Removing her thumb, she grabbed his hair with both hands. She shuffled up a little more and lowered her body. She planted her dripping wet pussy onto his face. He felt her soft warm lips press against his nose and mouth. The contact exhilarated her making her body tingle all over. She pulled at his hair and ground his face into her. Her smooth, sexy thighs were pressing on the sides of his face. He could hardly breath and loved every second of it. He used his nose to stimulate her clit. His tongue licked between her lips looking for the vaginal opening. She thrust her hips, sliding her wet pussy along his nose. He could see her biting her lip, trying to find just the right combination of head position and hip thrust. He had never seen her be this aggressive before, it made him hard as a rock. He could feel his cock throbbing. His excitement mounting, he freed his hands and grabbed her ass. The skin was smooth and firm. He squeezed and felt her muscles move as she bucked. He pushed her crotch harder into his face to encourage her. She increased her pace. He reached up behind her back and grabbed her ponytail. He stroked it feeling the smoothness of her silky hair. He was having trouble reaching, so he gripped it and slowly pulled down. Her chin raised, her back arched and her chest thrust out. The hair slightly lowered. He could now reach her hair elastic. He pulled it the length of her hair and her hair exploded around her face and shoulders. She shook her head side to side and her hair assumed a sexy style. Her earrings jingled. He put his hand up the back of her neck, his fingers gliding through her soft hair. He pulled back and the long hair slid through his fingers. She had beautiful, long hair. She felt herself approaching orgasm. Her chest heaved and her body became hot. She forgot where she was for a few seconds. She lost her balance and leaned forward. To brace herself she lifted her hands from his head and reached for the wall above the headboard. She hit the painting and it rattled against the wall. He looked up and saw her braced against the wall. Her mouth was open and she was panting. Her eyes were foggy with ecstasy. She wanted him to continue eating her but she also want him deep inside her. He asked if she was OK. She nodded yes and remarked how good it felt to sit on his face. He agreed. He could have stayed in that position for much longer, but he also wanted to be inside of her. He slid out from under her and she flopped on the bed breathing heavy. He stood at the side of the bed looking at her splayed on the sheets. He took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the moisture from his face. He put the handkerchief on the bedside table. He took his socks off and started to unbuckle his belt. She noticed what her was doing and popped up with new energy. She scampered towards him and knelt naked on the bed in front of him. She grabbed his belt and popped the buckle open. She pulled the belt through the loops and completely off of him. She looked cute in a kneeling position. He had never seen her in that position before. Her legs were together and her butt was resting on her feet. Her hips look soft and round. The size was exaggerated. It made her waist look tiny and gave her a striking hourglass shape. Her pussy was buried between her legs. All he could see was the top of her manicured pubic hair disappearing into a triangular crease made by her abdomen and her tightly closed legs. She looked up at him as she undid his pants. Her hair was thick and wild, partially covering one of her eyes. She bit her lip again and smiled, pulling down his jeans. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. He stood in front of her wearing only a pair of small navy blue boxer-briefs. The stretchy material clung to his body. She could see the outline of his package clearly. He was erect. From her point of view, his shaft was extended up and to the right. The tip was barely contained by the waistband of his underwear. She loved the size of his cock. It was thick and long, but not too long. The size was perfect for her body. She recalled how he fit inside her and filled her up completely. She remembered performing wild and difficult sex positions - moving between the positions without loosing penetration. She also remembered that she had to open her small mouth wide to fit him inside. She pushed him away from the side of the bed and climbed down to the floor in front of him. Again, she was kneeling in front of him. With the palm of her right hand, she gently rubbed his balls. Her fingers extended up his shaft. The touch made his cock throb, causing the head to peek out the top of his underwear. She caressed him again and the head further emerged. The clingy fabric felt good in her hand. She played with his balls and outlined his shaft with her fingers. She was fixated on his package. He looked down at her and fixed a few tangles in her hair. The bulge in his underwear was irresistible to her. She moved in and tilted her head, placing her teeth around the shaft. He liked the feeling of her teeth through the taught fabric. The pressure caused the head of his penis to expand more. It pushed its way out, above the waistband. She moved her mouth up and licked the v-shaped groove on the underside of the head. She moved her tongue around and circled the head. It was large and smooth and hot. At the Hotel She pressed her chin into his shaft and slid down to his balls. The fabric allowed her to move smoothly. She nuzzled her nose side to side feeling the detail of his penis. She wanted to feel his skin on hers. She grabbed both sides of his underwear and yanked down. His cock unfurled and landed on her face. She closed her eyes and felt him on her face. The balls were near her mouth and the slightly limp shaft lay across the side of her nose, her right eye and brow. She felt his heat. She opened her mouth and licked his balls. They were smooth and soft on her tongue. With her left hand she grabbed his leg for balance. With her right hand she reached up and held his cock to her face. He felt her long eyelashes brush his skin. She sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time. She gentle pulled down with her fingers, stretching his sack. From the balls she licked up his shaft. She slowly slid his cock off of her face. She opened her eyes and looked at his package. It made her hand feel small. She gripped his shaft harder. He stiffened. She tossed her head and tilted to the right so she could see his face and give him a good view of what she was doing. She licked the tip of his cock, teasing the ridges with the tip of her tongue. He brushed some hair from her face. She opened her mouth and brought the head of his penis close. She was careful not to make contact. She paused and looked up at him. She could see his eyes begging her to swallow his cock. She felt his pelvis trying to push his cock into her mouth. She held him firm and flashed her beautiful eyes up at him. They looked at each other. She was cool and calm. He was about to explode. He couldn't take the tease anymore and signaled that she had won. A smile appeared on her open mouth. She closed her eyes and wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock. He almost came in her mouth. She was very skilled at giving head. She worked his shaft with her hands. She slid the head in and out of her mouth. She pulled down on his balls. Periodically she lifted his cock and licked from his balls to his frenulum. He didn't mind that she could only fit a few inches into her mouth. She was really good at using her hands. But, more importantly, she was good at the theatrics of giving blow jobs: She made wonderful groaning noises. She tossed her hair from side to side. She looked up at him with sexy eyes and sexy smirks. Best of all, she spread her legs and touched herself. She worked her self up as much as he was. She would touch him, leaving wet finger prints on his legs, ass and stomach. She would use her wetness to make his sack slippery; she would squeeze and pull down on it. She used the wetness to show him she was turned on and that his job wasn't done yet. He could have easily reached orgasm. He wanted to explode into her sexy mouth and have her swallow his cum. But, he wanted her pussy more. He signaled her and she stopped sucking on him. She looked up at him and he motioned her to move back onto the bed. This excited her because she wasn't sure what he had in mind. He spun her around guided her on to the bed. She took his lead and climbed on to the bed. She got on all fours. She arched her back and wagged her butt at him. Her ass was sexy, with her pussy peaking out between her legs. It was inviting and slick with wetness. He pulled her back towards him. She pushed back and his erect cock slid up, along the crack of her ass. It was exhilarating for her. She moved her ass up and down and side to side. Her juices made the underside of his cock wet. His thick member fit nicely in her crack. Her ass cheeks touched his thighs as she ground back in to him. He wanted to sink his teeth into her ass. Instead, he wound up with his right hand and spanked the white, round flesh in front of him. It was a nice clean smack that made a lot of noise but caused no pain. It surprised her and she tightened her muscles. He felt her butt clench around him. After the initial shock wore off , she relaxed and let out a sexy groan. She asked for another one. He rubbed her ass and teased her and said 'later'. She begged him, for another slap. Noticing the potential for a tease, he told her she would have to wait. Playfully annoyed, she reached down between her legs and grabbed hold of his shaft. Her hand on his cock felt good. She pulled on it. She was eager to get it inside of her. It was wet with her juices and slippery in her hands. He stayed close to her, which made it difficult for her to slip it inside of her. As she pulled his cock down, the head rubbed the length of her crack, over her asshole and into the soft flesh of her pussy. Finding the connection she wanted she removed her hand and supported herself again. She was wet and tight. He slowly pushed in. He could feel her pussy resisting him. The head of his penis was compressed and his shaft budged. She groaned and breathed hard. He heard her bite her lip - again it drove him wild. Her pussy gave a little bit and he entered her more. He wanted a better view, so he grabbed her butt cheeks and gently spread them. His cock was disappearing into her. He began to pull out and the skin at the base of her opening stretched and fanned out over his cock. He pushed in again and the thin piece of skin disappeared along with his cock. He entered her deeper this time, feeling her ridges. He pulled out and pushed in all the way. She felt a surge as his size was almost overwhelming. Slowly, they started pumping back and forth. She began to arch her back and find the angle she liked. Occasionally, she would toss her head and look at him. Other times she would look back between her legs and watch the penetration. She loved watching her her pussy swallow his cock. He touched her back and ass. He ran his thumb down her ass crack. He pressed on her asshole. She moaned as he applied pressure. She love having her asshole played with, but she was too shy to ask anyone to do it. For a short while, she wasn't looking at him. He wondered who she was thinking about. He often told her that she could use their trysts to fantasize about other lovers - close your eyes and imagine being fucked by whomever you want, he said. She liked that idea.But, just then she whipped her head around, her hair flying. She looked at him with her beautiful eyes and he could see that this time she was thinking of him. He leaned forward and reached under her. He cupped her breasts and squeezed. He pulled on her nipples and she whipped his face with her hair. He lifted her body up into a kneeling position. Their bodies were tight together with his arms wrapped around her torso. She reached both arms up and back, gabbing his hair. She arched her back making her firm tits bulge and point upward. He groped her body. He ran his hands from her breasts down her ribs, over her stomach and down to her pussy. He felt the short hair and the wet lips. He felt his hard cock sliding in and out of her. The position allowed his cock to hit the sensitive area at the front wall of her vagina. The new contact made her body warm. She felt an orgasm building inside of her. She told him to fuck her harder. He let go of her and she fell back to the bed on her hands and knees. He pumped harder and harder. She lost strength in her arms and dropped her face and chest to the bed. Her ass, however, was still high in the air. He fucked her hard shaking her body and the bed. She was begging him to come inside her. She was holding on to her orgasm, waiting for him to peak with her. With a loud smack, he slapped her ass again. She wasn't expecting it and the shock made her body flinch. Her pussy gripped tight around his cock. The friction increased putting him over the edge. He came inside of her. Feeling his release she relaxed and let herself follow. Her body shook and she bucked with her legs. He held her ass tight against him, helping her control the spasms. She groaned and gasped as the orgasm passed through her body. He felt her bucking subside and he loosened his grip on her. They fell on to the bed exhausted. Both of them were breathing heavily. His body was wrapped around hers. She reached behind her and touched his face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. He touched her breasts again and slid his hand down her naked body, caressing her. She followed his hand with her eyes down to her ass. She saw a bright red hand print on her ass cheek. She laughed. He could feel her laugh from the inside. It was a wonderful feeling. The mid-day sun shone through the windows and on to the bed. They had forgotten all about lunch, and the world outside was far from their minds.