drunkenolive
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He left his Monte Carlo with the valet, entered the hotel lobby, and got into the elevator. He knew the room number, as she had called him after she checked in. He got off on the proper floor, and headed for the room. Stopping in front of her door, He took a moment to compose himself. He'd never done this before, and frankly, was having second thoughts. Well, actually, more like tenth, fiftieth, or maybe hundredth thoughts. But, you only live once, he told himself, so let's just go for it. He reached out to knock on the door.
She was sitting on the bed in the nice hotel room. It may not have been the best hotel in Colorado, but it was more than sufficient for their needs. She too had never done this sort of thing before. But, they had discussed it for weeks, and had established some pretty stringent ground rules, so she was comfortable with it. Still, when she heard the knock, she was startled for a second. She took a deep breath, then crossed to the door and opened it.
He and She stared at each other a moment, He's hazel eyes boring into She's soulful blue eyes. "You are so gorgeous," He said. She blushed, and pulled her red hair back, off her face. "And you are my handsome prince," She replied back. They exchanged a smile. "So, we okay on this?" He asked. "Yeah. Come on in," She said.
He entered the room to find She had put soft rock on the stereo, and he noticed a raspberry candle burning. "I poured us some drinks," She said. "A Scotch for you, and a Vodka for me." He wasn't really interested in a drink right now, but if She had gone to the trouble, he didn't want to disappoint her. Frankly, She thought a drink might help make this day, this very unusual Saturday, go a little smoother.
Putting down her now empty tumbler of Vodka, She stood up in front of He. He put down his drink as well. They both knew it was time. Tension filled the air. "I hope you wore your Boxers because I made sure to wear my Nightie," She said, the ice breaking a little as they both smiled. "You'll know soon enough," He replied.
She removed the jacket of the nice suit she wore. He stood, then slipped off his jacket and began to loosen his tie. They both stepped out of their shoes, He quickly pushing off his socks as well. He began to unbutton his dress shirt, pulling his tie off with his other hand. She began unbuttoning her shirt as well. He couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful woman undressing in front of him. Look at her, he thought. Does anyone, anywhere, have a more gorgeous ass than She? Soon, each had unbuttoned and removed their shirt. He's got a gorgeous chest, She thought, strong and covered with brown hair. As for He, he just wanted to see what was underneath She's lacy bra. Would she take it off now, or slip off her skirt?
She moved on to the skirt, unzipping its side. He loosened his belt, and unzipped his pants. She let her skirt fall to the floor, and stepped out of it. She was now down to just that bra and her tiny panties. He pushed his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. His cock was partially hard already, pushing against his underwear. She glanced down at it, then looked back up. She removed her bra, allowing He to finally take in her breasts. He didn't want to stare, but they were so lovely. God, he wanted to kiss them, lick them. But then, that would be against the rules...
And finally, each pushed down and stepped out of their last shred of clothing. He's cock was fully hard now, pointing directly at She, standing just a few feet from him. It fits him perfectly, She thought. Not too big, not too small, just right. He didn't want to stare at She's pussy either, so he took it in with a glance. Gorgeous, he thought, full and neatly trimmed -- just like he expected. He reached out a hand toward her. She shook her head no, not taking it. "Just let me hold your hand," He said. "We can't," She replied. It was so hard for her to say no. She wanted so badly to touch him. He's so handsome. And just look at his chest...
"Do you want to lie down?" He asked. "Yeah. What about you?" She replied. "I want to stand," he said. "So I can see you better." She nodded an okay, then moved to the bed, where she lay down. He moved to end of the bed, standing between She's feet. They were both a little hesitant now; after all, what they were about to do was, in some ways, even more intimate than actually fucking. He ran his hand across his chest. She's hand stroked her flank, and then down by her hip. Finally, He grasped his hard cock. But he didn't begin to pump it yet - he just held it. She slowly parted her legs, her knees rolling outward, the soles of her feet pushing together. Her right hand inched down across her belly, into her pubic hair, and then into her slit. It was already glistening with her juices. He began to slowly pump his hard cock, his eyes riveted on She's fingers in her pussy.
The middle finger of She's right hand continued down her slit to the very bottom, where she gathered some moisture, and then slid it slowly up toward her clit. With her left hand, she gently played with her left nipple. She just rested that middle finger to the side of her clit for a moment, her eyes locked on He's cock and the fist that slowly slid up and down it. "Have you ever thought about me when you've done this?" He asked. "A lot," She replied, now beginning to move that middle finger against her clit. "And what have you imagined?" he asked. Answered She: "Kissing you. Touching your cock. Sucking it. Then fucking you. And coming so good when you come in me." "We can do all that. And more," He said. "Not now," She said. "Maybe someday, but not today." He nodded as he continued to stroke himself.
"What about you? You ever think of me while doing this?" She asked. "Me? I never jerk off." He said. Startled, She took her eyes off his cock to look at He, then saw the smile on his face. "All the time, baby," he said. "You're my number one fantasy. And I can't believe I'm doing this with you." She began to rock her hips slightly. Her breathing became deeper, her finger moved faster, as her clit felt like it had electricity flowing through it. He slowed his stroking as his cock began to twitch of its own accord.
"You ever put a finger in?" He asked. "Not usually," She said in loud whisper. "Just when I'm really, really turned on." And with that, she slid her left hand from her breast, and plunged its middle finger deep inside her pussy. "Oh God," He said. "I wanna do that sooo bad." She keep her right finger busy on her clit, and slowly swirled her left middle finger in her hole. She was so wide open now, so totally exposed to He. Her leaned forward for an even closer view, and breathed deeply of her warm scent. He had to grasp his cock now to keep from coming.
"Come on, tell me how you'd fuck me," She said. "I'd put it in you so nice and slow." He said. "Yeah," said She breathlessly, her fingers now moving at lightning speed. "I can feel it. I can feel you splitting me open." "Oh yeah," He continued, his hand moving slowly as he fought for control. "You are so wet. And so hot. And I slide all the way in, then pull it all the way back out." "That's just how I love it," She said, now adding a second finger to the one immersed in her pussy. Her hips continued to buck. "And then I'd just tease you a little," He went on. "Just push it in a fraction, then pull it back. Over and over." She recreated the effect with her own fingers, just teasing the outer opening of her pussy. "Just like that," He said. "You'd make me so crazy," She said. "You are making me crazy. Oh God, I am so close." "Let it go," He gasped. "I wanna see you come."
"I can feel it," She said. "I can feel the head of your cock just inside my pussy. And it's twitching. You wanna come so badly." "I do," He said. "So I'd push in a little more. Slowly. You are so wet. You are so hot." "Oh yeah," She gasped, a warmth spreading from her clit down through her thighs. "You are in me so deep again. And I'm squeezing on you." He was feeling the come mass in his dick now. The tension was spreading from his cock up through his torso, as he said, "But then I start thrusting. All the way in and all the way out. Deep into you, as deep as I can, over and over and over..." He pumped his cock with full strokes now, his eyes locked on the action at She's pussy. She began to let out a series of little grunts, her hips bucking uncontrollably as the finger on her clit went into overdrive, the two in her pussy pistoning in and out. The grunts turned to moans as She barreled headlong toward her orgasm, staring at He's dick and the hand that stroked it.
And then, as each was within seconds of coming, without a word, and simultaneously, they both looked away from the other's genitals, and into the other's eyes. He locked eyes with She as he felt himself tense for his final explosion. And She looked into He's eyes as she felt herself build to a crescendo. And finally, with a grunt, He came, shooting spurt after spurt of come onto the bed. And She, with a low moan, exploded in her orgasm as well, her fingers holding in their positions, as waves of pleasure ran through her. Still their eyes remained locked on one another's. And then they both let out long sighs. Followed by warm smiles.
As they were finishing getting dressed, She said, "If you're not pressed for time, we could order some room service. They've got Mexican. And even Italian." "I'd love to stay, but I really need to get home," He said. "I, uh, I need to feed my dog." "I understand," She replied, appreciating the lie. They smiled at each other again. "Could I kiss you goodbye?" He asked. She just shook her head "no." "Okay," he said. "Another time." With a last look back, He walked out of the hotel room. They had stuck to the ground rules, and had never even touched. So they hadn't done anything wrong. Right...?
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She was sitting on the bed in the nice hotel room. It may not have been the best hotel in Colorado, but it was more than sufficient for their needs. She too had never done this sort of thing before. But, they had discussed it for weeks, and had established some pretty stringent ground rules, so she was comfortable with it. Still, when she heard the knock, she was startled for a second. She took a deep breath, then crossed to the door and opened it.
He and She stared at each other a moment, He's hazel eyes boring into She's soulful blue eyes. "You are so gorgeous," He said. She blushed, and pulled her red hair back, off her face. "And you are my handsome prince," She replied back. They exchanged a smile. "So, we okay on this?" He asked. "Yeah. Come on in," She said.
He entered the room to find She had put soft rock on the stereo, and he noticed a raspberry candle burning. "I poured us some drinks," She said. "A Scotch for you, and a Vodka for me." He wasn't really interested in a drink right now, but if She had gone to the trouble, he didn't want to disappoint her. Frankly, She thought a drink might help make this day, this very unusual Saturday, go a little smoother.
Putting down her now empty tumbler of Vodka, She stood up in front of He. He put down his drink as well. They both knew it was time. Tension filled the air. "I hope you wore your Boxers because I made sure to wear my Nightie," She said, the ice breaking a little as they both smiled. "You'll know soon enough," He replied.
She removed the jacket of the nice suit she wore. He stood, then slipped off his jacket and began to loosen his tie. They both stepped out of their shoes, He quickly pushing off his socks as well. He began to unbutton his dress shirt, pulling his tie off with his other hand. She began unbuttoning her shirt as well. He couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful woman undressing in front of him. Look at her, he thought. Does anyone, anywhere, have a more gorgeous ass than She? Soon, each had unbuttoned and removed their shirt. He's got a gorgeous chest, She thought, strong and covered with brown hair. As for He, he just wanted to see what was underneath She's lacy bra. Would she take it off now, or slip off her skirt?
She moved on to the skirt, unzipping its side. He loosened his belt, and unzipped his pants. She let her skirt fall to the floor, and stepped out of it. She was now down to just that bra and her tiny panties. He pushed his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. His cock was partially hard already, pushing against his underwear. She glanced down at it, then looked back up. She removed her bra, allowing He to finally take in her breasts. He didn't want to stare, but they were so lovely. God, he wanted to kiss them, lick them. But then, that would be against the rules...
And finally, each pushed down and stepped out of their last shred of clothing. He's cock was fully hard now, pointing directly at She, standing just a few feet from him. It fits him perfectly, She thought. Not too big, not too small, just right. He didn't want to stare at She's pussy either, so he took it in with a glance. Gorgeous, he thought, full and neatly trimmed -- just like he expected. He reached out a hand toward her. She shook her head no, not taking it. "Just let me hold your hand," He said. "We can't," She replied. It was so hard for her to say no. She wanted so badly to touch him. He's so handsome. And just look at his chest...
"Do you want to lie down?" He asked. "Yeah. What about you?" She replied. "I want to stand," he said. "So I can see you better." She nodded an okay, then moved to the bed, where she lay down. He moved to end of the bed, standing between She's feet. They were both a little hesitant now; after all, what they were about to do was, in some ways, even more intimate than actually fucking. He ran his hand across his chest. She's hand stroked her flank, and then down by her hip. Finally, He grasped his hard cock. But he didn't begin to pump it yet - he just held it. She slowly parted her legs, her knees rolling outward, the soles of her feet pushing together. Her right hand inched down across her belly, into her pubic hair, and then into her slit. It was already glistening with her juices. He began to slowly pump his hard cock, his eyes riveted on She's fingers in her pussy.
The middle finger of She's right hand continued down her slit to the very bottom, where she gathered some moisture, and then slid it slowly up toward her clit. With her left hand, she gently played with her left nipple. She just rested that middle finger to the side of her clit for a moment, her eyes locked on He's cock and the fist that slowly slid up and down it. "Have you ever thought about me when you've done this?" He asked. "A lot," She replied, now beginning to move that middle finger against her clit. "And what have you imagined?" he asked. Answered She: "Kissing you. Touching your cock. Sucking it. Then fucking you. And coming so good when you come in me." "We can do all that. And more," He said. "Not now," She said. "Maybe someday, but not today." He nodded as he continued to stroke himself.
"What about you? You ever think of me while doing this?" She asked. "Me? I never jerk off." He said. Startled, She took her eyes off his cock to look at He, then saw the smile on his face. "All the time, baby," he said. "You're my number one fantasy. And I can't believe I'm doing this with you." She began to rock her hips slightly. Her breathing became deeper, her finger moved faster, as her clit felt like it had electricity flowing through it. He slowed his stroking as his cock began to twitch of its own accord.
"You ever put a finger in?" He asked. "Not usually," She said in loud whisper. "Just when I'm really, really turned on." And with that, she slid her left hand from her breast, and plunged its middle finger deep inside her pussy. "Oh God," He said. "I wanna do that sooo bad." She keep her right finger busy on her clit, and slowly swirled her left middle finger in her hole. She was so wide open now, so totally exposed to He. Her leaned forward for an even closer view, and breathed deeply of her warm scent. He had to grasp his cock now to keep from coming.
"Come on, tell me how you'd fuck me," She said. "I'd put it in you so nice and slow." He said. "Yeah," said She breathlessly, her fingers now moving at lightning speed. "I can feel it. I can feel you splitting me open." "Oh yeah," He continued, his hand moving slowly as he fought for control. "You are so wet. And so hot. And I slide all the way in, then pull it all the way back out." "That's just how I love it," She said, now adding a second finger to the one immersed in her pussy. Her hips continued to buck. "And then I'd just tease you a little," He went on. "Just push it in a fraction, then pull it back. Over and over." She recreated the effect with her own fingers, just teasing the outer opening of her pussy. "Just like that," He said. "You'd make me so crazy," She said. "You are making me crazy. Oh God, I am so close." "Let it go," He gasped. "I wanna see you come."
"I can feel it," She said. "I can feel the head of your cock just inside my pussy. And it's twitching. You wanna come so badly." "I do," He said. "So I'd push in a little more. Slowly. You are so wet. You are so hot." "Oh yeah," She gasped, a warmth spreading from her clit down through her thighs. "You are in me so deep again. And I'm squeezing on you." He was feeling the come mass in his dick now. The tension was spreading from his cock up through his torso, as he said, "But then I start thrusting. All the way in and all the way out. Deep into you, as deep as I can, over and over and over..." He pumped his cock with full strokes now, his eyes locked on the action at She's pussy. She began to let out a series of little grunts, her hips bucking uncontrollably as the finger on her clit went into overdrive, the two in her pussy pistoning in and out. The grunts turned to moans as She barreled headlong toward her orgasm, staring at He's dick and the hand that stroked it.
And then, as each was within seconds of coming, without a word, and simultaneously, they both looked away from the other's genitals, and into the other's eyes. He locked eyes with She as he felt himself tense for his final explosion. And She looked into He's eyes as she felt herself build to a crescendo. And finally, with a grunt, He came, shooting spurt after spurt of come onto the bed. And She, with a low moan, exploded in her orgasm as well, her fingers holding in their positions, as waves of pleasure ran through her. Still their eyes remained locked on one another's. And then they both let out long sighs. Followed by warm smiles.
As they were finishing getting dressed, She said, "If you're not pressed for time, we could order some room service. They've got Mexican. And even Italian." "I'd love to stay, but I really need to get home," He said. "I, uh, I need to feed my dog." "I understand," She replied, appreciating the lie. They smiled at each other again. "Could I kiss you goodbye?" He asked. She just shook her head "no." "Okay," he said. "Another time." With a last look back, He walked out of the hotel room. They had stuck to the ground rules, and had never even touched. So they hadn't done anything wrong. Right...?
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