As I walked back into the main part of the hotel room, Lisa said, “I heard every word. I’m sorry I’m so loud. It just feels soooo good.“
“I’m going to fuck your brains out,” I told her. “The bed or on the loveseat?”
Lisa instantly said, “The bed. I like to move around a lot. Lie down, I want to ride that gorgeous cock of yours.”
With a pillow behind my head, I thought to myself, “Who am I to argue with a sexy vixen who wants to ride my dick?”
Lisa licked up my shaft from the base and swirled her tongue around my large mushroom head as she slowly stroked my manhood. When I was hard, after only ten seconds, she climbed on me, positioned my cock at her love tunnel, and lowered herself on my fuck stick.
“Holy shit, you’re so thick,” she mumbled as she rubbed both of her tits. Within seconds Lisa was rocking back and forth in a steady slow motion.
“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, “you’re so fucking wet. I can feel your juices running down my balls and into my browneye. And you’re nice and tight.”
Lisa’s long red hair hung over her face as she fucked me. She had her palms on my chest, over my nipples, for stability. “I’ll warn you, I’m a squirter.”
Sure, she is, I thought. Probably one or two little squirts. Big deal.
With her leaning forward, hands on my chest, her tits were in the prime location for me to lick and suck her nice full tits. My mouth latched onto her left breast, and I suckled like a baby in search of its mother’s milk.
As we rocked, we sped up. My mouth alternated from boob to boob. Soon I was matching her rocking by thrusting, lifting my hips and butt off the bed.
“Ohhh fuck, I’m going to cum,” Lisa moaned. “Don’t stop!”
That was my signal to go turbo and fuck her as hard and as fast as I could. My hands were now holding her hips trying to control her body as I slammed my manhood deep into her soaking wet pussy. I felt her inner walls began to tighten around my dick.
“Ohhh, fuck! I’m cumming!” she said.
She stopped rocking and her lower stomach and upper pubic area were quivering as she climaxed. I kept going hoping to get her off again.
“Cum for me you sexy vixen!” I told her. “Cum on my cock!”
Gasping for breath as her orgasm washed over her body, “Stop. Stop. I want to move my legs.”
Lisa repositioned her legs, now out in front of her, and next to my armpits, as she lay back with her arms behind her holding up her torso. This is often called the Crab position.
Once she had my cock in her treasure box and she began rocking I spied her engorged clit. As before, I licked my thumb and slowly teased her sex button.
“Ooooohhhhhh,” Lisa moaned loudly. “Keep fucking me and don’t stop rubbing my clit,” she stammered as I thrust deep into her honey pot.
“Cum for me, slut!” I commanded her. “You’re a cock hungry slut, aren’t you?”
She continued to moan as she tried to talk. “Yes, I love cock. I’m a slut,” she muttered between moans and groans.
She was rocking on my cock when her legs started to shake. Then she told me she was about to climax. Finally, her cunt squeezed my manhood as if it were in a vise. It must have been a good orgasm for her pussy to clamp down like that on my dick. All the while Lisa continued to moan, disregarding my requests to lower her voice.
After a water and rest break, she started stroking my dick. After a minute I was brought back to life, and she went down on my flesh pogo stick. She licked, sucked, flicked, stroked, and massaged my balls.
I whispered in pleasure, “Suck my balls.”
Lisa licked down my shaft and teased my sack with several rapid-fire licks before she took one ball into her warm wet mouth. She’d suck for about five seconds and then would “pop” the testicle out of her mouth before moving to the other cum-sphere.
My balls were blue and ached from the afternoon’s action and I needed to relieve the pressure as soon as possible. “Get on the floor on your knees,” I told Lisa. “I’m going to face fuck you and cum in your mouth.”
“I hope you have a big creamy load for me,” she laughed as she got on her knees
Lisa started bobbing on my cock and after about the sixth time, I pushed her skull down on my manhood. I placed both hands on the side of her head and started thrusting my dick deep down her throat, causing her to gag. I continued to pummel her mouth with my fat cock. Lisa had saliva escaping her mouth, running down her tits and her eyes started to water.
I knew I was close and told her, “I’m going to cum soon!”
I took a half-step back and started stocking my dick, slick with her spit. I looked down to see the redhead with her mouth wide open, tongue out, and her two hands pushing up her tits. With a few more strokes, I was about to climax.
“Cum on my face, in my mouth, everywhere,” she mumbled.
“I’m cumming!” I proclaimed.
A long white rope of jizz shot the two feet toward Lisa’s face and splattered on her cheek and chin, drops of spunk dripping onto her tits. As I continued to grunt and thrust with each blast of cum, the second went into her mouth, on her tongue, and her chin. She leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth, where I shot a few more smaller pearl bullets.
Lisa swallowed and started to giggle. “That was fun!” As she used her fingers to wipe up my warm, salty man milk and suck the jizz off her fingers as I sat down on the bed.
“Yes, that was fun. Stay here, let me go get you a washcloth,” I said, being ever the gentleman after degrading the cumslut with my spunk.
After wiping up my thick white cum off her cheek, chin, and chest, I positioned her on the edge of the bed and had her lay back. My fingers lightly started playing her folds, and she was soon moaning. Loudly.
“Damn, you need to quiet down, or the security guy will be knocking at the door again,” I told her.
As I played with her kitty, I recalled that she said she was a squirter. Okay, I thought, challenge accepted. I wanted to see this sex vixen squirt.
With my fingers going in and out of her hot box, I’d occasionally lean over and suck on her clit or nipple to give her an extra sensation. As before, she was moaning and moaning. I decided it was time to speed things up before security returned.
My hand and fingers started jackhammering her pussy as fast as I could. I even tried to muffle her screams with my other hand, but she bit me. While her pussy was soaking wet, she had yet to squirt. Probably a full minute into turbo speed, I knew she was close when I saw her lower stomach start to spasm.
“I’m going to cum,” she panted.
As soon as she finished, a two-second blast of liquid soaked my hand. At first, I stopped, but then I continued hoping she’d squirt again. Two more long jets shot into my palm as I banged her cunt hard and fast. She had one more small spray before she begged me to stop.
Lisa panted, “You sure know how to touch my body.”
I snuggled up with Lisa and we kissed for a few minutes before she said she needed to get home to cook her kids dinner. We took a wash and rinse together in the large walk-in shower before dressing quickly and heading out the room door.
As we walked through the hotel lobby from the elevator, I saw the security guard. He smirked again and nodded toward me. A devilish grin appeared on my face.
As Lisa and I said our goodbyes in the parking lot, we talked about hooking up again in a few weeks. Three weeks later I returned to the Great Cuts and told the receptionist I wanted to see Lisa.
The tall redhead looked over her shoulder, smiled, and said, “I’ve been expecting you.”
THE END Chapter Two.
