A room at the Inn

cgraven

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The China Pearl Inn is just that an Inn and as with all Inn's it takes its life from those who come and stay for awhile. Tucked under the eves of the loft is a simple but eloquently furnished room. Oh there is a large comfortable bed, a chest of draws, a nightstand and mirror all the accoutrements one would expect. But also there are fastening and fixtures discreetly incorporated into the room that would allow a guest to indulge in dark er passions as well.

"Welcome"

A dark sensual smile bows my lips as I open the door to the room under the eves.
 
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The smile is returned with a charmingly sweet one of my own, before his gaze is abandoned to look about the pleasantly furnished room. Some of the pieces are met with raised brows, but no further comment as emerald eyes trail onward in this new discovery.

"Many thanks," I reply, completing the small tour and turning back to my gracious host, hands folded behind my back.
 
"Many thanks,"

Her sweet angelic voice coos even as she takes a rather pleasing coquettish stance of a little girl lost with her hands clasped behind her back. I must admit the effect was quite pleasing as it thrust her firm young breasts out and up almost as if in offering. With the two top buttons already undone the sensual curve of her breast play a sensual little game of peek-a-boo.

“ Now we really should get you out of those wet things Miss.”

I tease as a lay a fire on the rooms small hearth. Standing I once more turn to the young Miss with the curly, cropped hair. My fingers toy with the third button of her blouse.

“Shall you do the honors Miss or shall I?”

My dark hazel eyes tease her shimmering emerald eyes.
 
As the fire is stoked in the hearth, I can't resist myself, and take the chance to look over his body, grinning impishly.

"I'm afraid that my fingers may still be a bit numb, yet," I say, peering up through my lashes. I also can't help but subtly arch into his fingers as they play with the third button of my top, my skin tingling with the closeness of his body heat.
 
Ah poor baby your fingers are numb?”

I smile down into her fluttering eye lashes as the third button of her blouse parts. Slowly button by button surrenders to my fingers. The wet blouse slipped from her shoulders.

“Now to get you out of that camisole Miss.”

I wisk the lacy little garment over her head and smile as I slowly bare her to the waist.
 
"Oh yes, they are," I whimper, resisting the urge to set them against his warm skin. My arms raise overhead obediently as he pulls my cami top off, leaving me in my bra and jeans. My fingers then trail up and down underneath my bra straps, teasing them off my shoulders so slowly. "I don't think there is an inch of me that isn't cold... or wet..." I tease, my hands going behind my back again, undoing the clasps of my bra, but not removing it entirely.

Both hands hold the cups in place as I shift in my stance, a hip popping to the side in a seductive pose.
 
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“Now none of that Miss!”

My hands close over hers and slowly draw them down by her sides letting the little scarp of lace that is her bra flutter to the floor.

Well Miss Hat I see that you have no real need fro a bra as your breasts are delightful firm and May I say quite perky!”

My head bends to her breast and the tip of my tongue lazily circles her dusky pink areola until it is a puffy little pillow capped by a taunt, pebbled pale pink rosebud nipple.

“Don’t you think Miss Hat is a bit formal my dear given situation?”

my lips close around her taunt nipple to slowly and sensually suckle that delicious little bud.
 
I grin as he pulls my hands-- and bra-- down, and I let it slip from my fingers to fall to the floor. As he compliments my breasts, a small blush paints across my cheeks, disappearing with a gasp as his tongue starts painting across a firm bud. Of their own free will, my hands trail up to lace my fingers through his hair.

"I believe so, now that you mention it. What would you like to call--" I start to ask, before clear thought is interrupted by the gentle suckling of my breast. A gasp and a whimper fall out from my lips, as my back subtly arches towards him, offering more of myself.
 
A wicked little grin bows my lips as her words falter and fade in a sweet sensual moan of arousal as I suckle the young beauty’s taunt little nipple. The tip of my tongue flicks at the tip of that succulent little rosebud. My teeth graze its pebbled tip just before I grip it between my teeth. Smiling I inhale deeply drawing a cool steam of air across the feverous bud.

“ You were saying Miss…….”

I tease my little cowgirl as she blushes the most delightful shade of pink.

“ I do believe you should get out of those wet things before you catch your death of cold my dear.”

My hot moist breast bathing her breast as I speak. Slowly my lips slip from her nipple as I step away and take a seat on the bed, my eyes holding hers captive.
 
I hiss in a breath as teeth graze across my nipple, soon to be followed by a rush of cool air. A shiver races across my back again at the sensation, shaking my breasts ever so slightly. He prompted me into finishing what I was saying, and I had to take a moment to gather myself so I could remember what I was saying. "What do you want to call me?" I ask. I merely ask because my nicknames are numerous, and I have even answered to 'Matilda' before... which wasn't even remotely close to my true name.

He speaks again of wanting me to take off my wet clothes, but this time sitting back onto the bed and watching me. My teeth graze against my lower lip, a moment's thought coming and going. My fingertips slowly trail across my body, starting with my neck and collarbone, before slowly trailing down to my breasts. Cupping those, I sway my hips back and forth in a slow rhythm only I can hear. The nipples are teased gently, before my hands trail on-- one up my body again, and the other down my stomach and under the waistband of my jeans.

Before he can see any more, I smoothly turn around and put my back to him, still swaying my hips. Looking back over my shoulder to see his reaction, I pop the button free and slide the zipper down. My thumbs then hook into the sides of my jeans and panties, inching them down with each rocking motion. My ass is finally revealed with another coy grin tossed over my shoulder, before I focus on sliding the wet fabric down my legs as teasingly as possible.
 
"What do you want to call me?"

Something personal something that reflects who you are Miss Hat!

I tease her as I recline on the bed and watch her sexy little striptease. The sway of her hips. The sweet coquettish glance over her shoulder. The sensually teasing pop as she the button of her jeans free, the seductive metallic whisper as her delicate fingers slide the zipper down. The coy grin tossed over her shoulder, as my eyes follow the wet fabric as her jeans slide down her legs as teasingly as possible.

“I see you do love playing with fire Miss.”


My hand closes around her delicate wrist as she steps fro her jeans. I pull the saucy young Miss down across my body.

“So my little Vixen Please me with that lovely little mouth of yours".

My thumb grazes her lips as my hand cups the naked beauty’s chin.
 
With a half shrug, I blurt the first nickname that comes to mind: "Frizzi." Nice and girly, with a bit of an odd quirk... yep, that may fit.

But now, the tease was over, and I was pulled across his body, the natural heat radiating from him doing much to warm me. His thumb passes over my lower lip a few times before I draw it into my mouth, suckling on the tip while I keep my eyes on his. My hands, meanwhile, start to remove his shirt, my fingers trailing cool tracks across his body. Inch by inch they trail, until finally the shirt can be removed entirely.

My fingers start working on his jeans next, tongue slowly licking around the digit in my mouth. The zipper is slid down slowly, so carefully, before being abandoned to have my palm press and rub against his firm cock.
 
Oh yes this little Miss does enjoy playing with fire. The way she sensually stripped for me the seductive way she now teased me with her fingers and her mouth as she slowly stripped away my shirt.

“Frizzi “

The little nick name slips from my lips.

“So how did you come by it Miss?”


I question as my fingers entwine in her silken mane. And I ease her head down closer to her naught little hand that is so sweetly rubbing my cock. My hips arch off the bed eager to feel her moist rip lips on my stiffening cock.
 
"Horrible hair choices," I murmur, leaving it at that as he eases my head down. I loosen the button, pulling the flaps aside, and tease even further by pressing open mouthed kisses to the last layer of fabric separating us, warming him with my breath and feeling each inch of his cock pressing up again my mouth. Chuckling over my excessive teasing, I finally give him what he wants, freeing him of all clothing restraints.

His cock stands up proudly, and I lick my lips as I set my hands on him, rubbing his cock as a starter. I set a kiss on the tip, followed by another, and another, going deeper and deeper, until the tip was inside and my tongue was lapping at the head. I work more of his cock inside, continuing to work him with his hand to give him the mobility to thrust while not going too deep down my throat... yet.
 
“I do like the way you play with fire Frizzi. “

My fingers curled more tightly into her wild silken mane as her naughty little lips “O”ed around the velvet head of my cock and her wicked little tongue set to work. My hips arch to the moist heaven of her mouth and I smile as she takes more and more of my shaft into that hot sucking paradise. My hands guide but to not force my moans and gasps of pleasure caress her senses even as I grow harder in that sweet succulent mouth.
 
I can only chuckle as he speaks, my eyes flicking up his body to see how he's enjoying himself as I continue. As I suck more into my mouth, my hand slides down to trail my fingers over his balls, focusing on that for a few moments before I remember myself again. Sucking in a rhythm, I work his growing cock as far into my throat as I can, pausing as a graze in the back of my throat is felt. I then continue as his hips thrust, my tongue swiping back and forth under his cock as his head taps against the back.

With a hard suck, I ease my mouth back to his tip, fingers replacing my mouth's progress as I start to lap at the tip again, watching to see how he's enjoying himself. The insides of my thighs are slick with arousal, but I don't touch myself, not yet.
 
My moans gasps and growls of pleasure tell my little cowgirl how much she pleases me.

“So my sweet cow girl do you feel like riding a bucking bronco?

I tease her wicked gleam dancing in my eye.
 
"So long as you last the full eight seconds," I tease with a wink. A last lick is given to the tip before I blow a cool stream of air over the wet skin. A vision of me riding him hard, hat in hand and my hips swiveling, makes me chuckle in amusement.

I rise up onto the bed, taking my turn in planting kisses on his neck as I straddle his hips, holding myself just above him.
 
"So long as you last the full eight seconds,"

My eyes smile teasingly into hers.

“Oh I am sure I can last the eight seconds as long as you are riding bareback and are proper seated my naughty little cow girl.”

I give her firm little derrière a firm pat as she teasingly holds her hot little pussy above the head of my cock. As her kiss lingers and depends.
 
I chuckle into the kiss, nearly squealing as my 'steed' swats my ass. "Hmmm... I hope it's not too hard. The technique, I mean." I let my tongue out to play with his, settling my hips down and sliding against his hard length, the move made easy by my state of arousal.

It just feels so damn delicious, I can't help but do it again!
 
I savor Frizzi’s fiery kiss as her gorgeous young body is slowly deliciously eased down on my rampant cock by her own weight. Her little giggles and moans of pleasure are pleasing.

“A bucking bronco I believe Frizzi!”

I thrust up in to her with a powerful thrust.

“Ride em Cow Girl!”
 
I do as he requests, breaking our kiss and straightening my body over his. His side of our show in place, I start riding him hard, punctuated gasps spilling from my mouth with every thrust.

"Gonna let me ride you to the ground?" I ask, my hands running over his body.
 
What do your think my naughty little Cow Girl?

I tease her as my hand cup her breasts my thumbs rolling her taunt nipples beneath their pads, My eyes capture hers as I thrust up to meet her supple young body as it slides down my cock.
 
His hands on ky breasts feel amazing, as they serve to tease my arousal higher. A wave of it washes over his hard cock, I can surely feel it, and my tightened grip doesn't do enough to give me the friction I want. My lower lip is caught between my teeth as I start riding him harder, my bouncing chest pushed forward into his hands while my pearl is being stimulated by my brief contacts with his hips.

"So good... you feel, oh, so good!" I moan aloud.
 
“Really my naught little Miss. The show me how much you enjoy your ride !”

I give Zrizzi’s nipples a little pinch and a seductive little tug My hips thrust up to meet hers.

“So my sweet Cow Girl how rough do you want your ride to be.?”

There is a dark seductive quality to my voice halfway between a challenge and a tempting invitation.
 
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