It started simply enough. I see an attractive woman at the hotel bar and offer her a drink. She accepts and we converse. Soon, we are laughing and joking like intimate friends. She recommends that we take the conversation and drinks to her room, and I agree. I allow her to walk ahead, not only to lead the way, but also so I can admire the extreme curves of her ass. The sight of their provocative sway entices me, and I feel myself harden. She stops at her door, and with a sensual glance, opens it and enters. I follow. She looks at me and grins. She has noticed the large bulge at my crotch. Before I can speak, she approaches and rubs the front of my pants. "Let me take some of the pressure off", she says.
Firmly, she places one hand on my chest and begins unbuttoning my shirt while pushing me backward, never ceasing to rub my ever hardening cock beneath my pants. Her ministrations weaken me, and even though I lean to being more agressive during sex, I find myself submitting to her motions more and more. Her hand slides down my now bare chest to undo my belt, then my pants, which fall to my ankles. Simultaneously, I step out of my shoes and the slacks, and allow her to remove my shirt and shorts. She guides me to the bed and, in my state of helpless lust, allow her to manuver me as she saw fit. I stare directly into her eyes, mine being heavy lidded as she continues to control me through her deft pulls, twists, and strokes of my cock. With her free hand, she begins to undo her dress and bra, both falling off of her. Her skin is beautiful; soft,smooth, and caramel colored.
I admire her body as mine writhes and sweats under her control. She has beautiful muscle tone. She sits between my widespread legs, continuing to stroke. Her other hand slides under the elastic of her thong and removes it. I see it as it springs free. She has a cock. My eyes lock upon it and stare. It is definitely a cock, as hard and erect as my own. I try to react, but she is too quick.
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