A couple in the parking lot looked up at the noise, but we were hidden in the half-light. My body began to come back to itself, and I felt the final spasms of his orgasm fade, his iron bar of a dick softening. Both still panting, he dropped to the ground, and we scooted around until we were sitting side by side, our backs against the wall.
“Well,” he muttered between breaths, “that was…”
“I know…”
My head was still spinning, and I couldn’t keep the stupid smile off my face as my body started to relax. A blissful feeling of quiet, stress-free euphoria exuded from my sore but satisfied pussy, flowing through every muscle and fiber of my body.
“Now what?” I asked him.
“I thought that was it.” He laughed as he stood and pulled up his pants. “But, if you like, I’d be honored if you let me buy you a drink.”
“That’s a bit backwards,” I smiled. “But sure.”
I let him help me up and wriggled my dress down so I was decent. Soon enough, we looked presentable, if a little sloppy.
“By the way,” he said as we headed back into the hotel, “going commando? Nice!”
James
Fuck. What a fuck. That was the only way I could describe it. One world-class fuck. I figured that would be it, and I also figured we’d be up in my suite, not against a wall outside the hotel. I just couldn’t get enough of her, though. Summer. She was even more stunning close up than from across the hall. And so sexy. That hot mouth, those sultry, mischievous, pure-green eyes, that firm, beautiful butt. Man, that exquisite, smooth, and welcoming pussy.
And the noises she made, the lack of kissing, the fact that she deliberately came to this dinner without any underwear. Everything about her was sheer sex. I was sure she would be gone as soon as I came. When she agreed to stick around, I felt my heart flip. We opted to make use of my suite over her regular room. I let her in, and she ran through to the bedroom immediately.
“I’m starving. Can you order me a burger or something?” she called as she disappeared. I phoned room service for a couple of burgers and some fries. I had them add a bottle of champagne as well, for a touch of class. I heard the shower running as I hung up, and the bedroom door opened.
“Summer…” I managed as I turned around, but the rest of the words disappeared from my brain altogether. She stood in the doorway that linked my suite’s lounge to its bedroom, piling her glorious hair up onto her head, completely naked. Despite the last ten minutes’ exertions, my cock began to stiffen again. Her skin was flawless, toned, and tanned. Her long neck drew down to her slender shoulders, which then filled out into the most perfect, pert, full pair of breasts I had ever seen, each pointed with a small, beautiful pink nipple. My dick grew larger as my eyes traveled down her luscious body, over her trim waist with a single silver bar piercing to highlight her naval, down her slim hips, and onto the bare mound between her supple, shapely legs. “Oh my god…” I realized it was me talking as her face showed an amused and contented smiled.
“I think we need a shower, James,” she purred at me. “Follow me in your own time.”
I stripped off my clothes and chased after her. The luxurious bathroom was finished in white and beige, with twin sinks on the marble countertop, a separate, claw-footed tub, and a shower big enough for six people. The screen door was open and steam quickly filled the room, but all I saw was Summer’s naked form in the cubicle. She faced away from me. My mind pictured the warm water cascading down her chin, pooling into small rivulets and running seductively down her bare breasts.
I stole in behind her and ran my hands over her shoulders and down her arms to finally caress those stunning, stunning tits. My dick twitched as I touched her, throbbing gently against her equally sexy ass. I heard an appreciative moan as she reached back and wrapped her fingers softly around my engorged shaft. The light contact made me shudder, which seemed to please her more, causing her to tighten her grip on me.
I slid my hands further down her body, across her flat stomach, down to the delicate skin over her smooth pussy. I brushed my finger over her clit, searching for entry to her warm, wet hole. She moaned again, pushed her hips out, and started to slowly pump my dick in her small fist. I rubbed my fingers gently and quickly between the light folds of her lips, over her sweet spot, and before long, her breathing grew more rapid as she ground herself against my hand. I felt her slick wetness against my fingers, despite the water falling down on us. Her moans became louder and more intense. My free hand roamed across her breasts, playing with her hard nipples, while she pushed her pussy further onto my fingertips. She dropped my erection and placed both her hands on mine, forcing me harder onto her and deeper into her, guiding my touches just where she wanted them until, with a deep groan, her knees buckled and she came on my hand.