3 am Friday
Dack Holt runs his hands down Carmen’s naked body; she pulls her long black hair up on her head as her pussy clamps his hard cock. She slowly moves up and down, allowing Holt’s cock to disappear inside her. She is sitting in a reverse cowgirl position while Holt lies flat, pinned down by her perfect body. He can do nothing but take it. He strokes the soles of her feet as he watches her butt squash his chest, he drives up and takes a deep breathe. He starts to cum, Carmen pulls up just as his spunk shoots out, and she rubs her groin over his cock as he smothers her pussy and arsehole with jizz.
They lie in their mess and take a moment before getting up. Carmen gets dressed and leaves Holt’s apartment. It is getting too complicated so they had agreed this would be the last time they fucked. What a way to say goodbye.
Carmen drives to the city centre. She pulls her sports car up at the entrance of Electric Blue, the city’s most exclusive hotel. Electric Blue is hers, and she runs it her way, defiant of the people who think they own the city. She doesn’t let anything get in her way.
The valet opens her car door, and she swings her incredible legs out. Bare and striking in deep blue high-heeled sandals, she walks towards the entrance.
The hotel doors open automatically, and Carmen walks through the foyer. Her body is clingy with sweat, her pussy and ass are still full of cum, and the silk G-string between her legs is soaked. But you wouldn’t know, her short sequin grey dress looks striking as her extreme heels tap across the floor. She has beautiful soft skin, deep brown eyes, shiny black hair and a glow of someone that has been fucked hard.
She walks past Avery, the reception manager. He acknowledges his boss as she sweeps past to the lift that whisks her up to the top-floor penthouse she calls home.
Once inside the penthouse, she undoes her heels and kicks them off, her feet are pleased to feel the cool marble floor. She pulls down her wet G-string and discards it on the floor. She collapses with a vodka on her sofa. She runs her fingers through her legs, over her pussy, then pulls her fingers up to her nose smelling the sex.
She spreads her legs open and plays with her pussy, she starts to rub herself a bit harder, allowing herself to cum again. Milk liquid spurts from her smooth pussy lips soaking into her dress. She gets up from the sofa, finishes her vodka, and unzips the dress letting it fall to the floor.
Her mobile starts to ring, she looks down and sees it’s Thornton.
“Do you know what time it is?” she barks, answering the call.
“You didn’t have to answer, Carmen.”
“What do you want?”
“I have an associate coming into town tomorrow and want to put him in one of your suites,” Thornton crows.
“Why don’t you make a reservation like a normal person?” Carmen replies, standing naked pouring herself another drink.
“This requires some subtly and the less people know about it the better.”
“I will have the suite ready,” she abruptly ends the call.
Between them, Holt and Thornton own this city or at least think they do. They have divided the city in two. Holt has the North and East sides, and Carl Thornton controls the South. They rule through their criminal dealings, fronted by honest businessmen, and almost everyone in the city is connected—except for Carmen. Electric Blue is on the boundary of where Holt and Thornton had agreed on their territories.
Carmen remains neutral and doesn’t want that to change. She had ended up in bed with Holt on a few occasions. He was around forty, good-looking, and smooth. But she knew she couldn’t continue to have him and her part of the city.
Carmen walks naked over to her bedroom and collapses in the soft white sheets, falling asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow.
2 pm Friday
Electric Blue is modern, neat and spacious. The décor is dark and spotless. As Cody arrives, he is immediately greeted by the doorman, who takes his suitcase. He however keeps hold of his attache case. Avery welcomes him with a warm smile as he checks in.
“Welcome Mr Cody.”
Cody is taken to his spacious suite on the floor below the penthouse. Just as Cody checks out the mini bar, there is a knock at his door.
“Good evening, Mr Cody. I am Lexi, the Guest Relations Manager for this floor. I wanted to introduce myself and see if you needed anything.”
Cody looks at the attractive dark-haired beauty with silky mocha skin, big eyes, and striking blue eye shadow in front of him in a tight blue jumpsuit and red stilettos.
“Well, I think I am OK at the moment.”
“Well, if there is anything you need, anything at all, please let me know. Just dial nine on the hotel phone.”
Cody tries desperately to think of something but can’t and lets Lexi go, closing the door.
“It is possible to arrange a massage,” he shouts after her, suddenly thinking of something.
“I am afraid the spa is closed now, but I could give you one,” Lexi says, turning back.
“Mmm. sounds perfect.”
“There is a massage table in your room,” she says walking into Cody’s suite.
Lexi pulls the massage table out from a secluded cupboard, sets it up, dims the lights, and puts on some subtle music mixed with ocean sounds.
“Please, if you don’t mind getting undressed, Mr Cody. I will just go and fetch some oils.”
Cody takes off all his clothes and lies on his stomach on the soft table, his head through the table’s hole. He throws a towel over his middle and looks at the floor.
Lexi walks back in; he hears her move across the floor. Suddenly, her feet appear in his eyeline as he looks down. Those red heels look great with alluring toe cleavage. Lexi kicks them off, Cody is just as enamoured with her little toes. He then hears her unzip her jumpsuit and watches it fall down her legs. Her legs then go out of view and come back bare.
“Are you naked?” he asks.
“No, I have panties on. I just didn’t want to get oil on my clothes.”
Cody feels the massage oil dribble on his back, and Lexi’s hands run across his shoulders and down his spine, working the oil into his skin. Her touch is magical. She moves around the table and needles his ankles, transporting Cody into tranquil relaxation.
Lexi moves to the front of the table, her cute little toes coming back into view through Cody’s doughnut.
“Your fingers are amazing, Lexi.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Did I mention, I have a special talent.”
“No, sir. What is it?”
“Licking pussy!” Cody exclaims, looking up at Lexi in just her panties.
After her session with Cody, Lexi goes to Carmen’s penthouse on the floor above. Lexi notices last night’s dress still on the floor, where Carmen left it along with her heels.
“Good evening, ma’am,” Lexi greets her boss, who is asleep on the sofa in a long cream silk dressing gown.
“Careful, Lexi, that dress needs a clean,” Carmen shouts.
“Ok.”
“It is quite heavily stained with cum, I am afraid,” Carmen says proudly.
“Mmm,” Lexi muses.
“You are looking pleased with yourself,” Carmen says, getting up off the sofa.
“The gentlemen in the penthouse below, Mr Cody. I gave him a massage. But it went further than expected. I did it in my panties, as I always do. But he told me about his cunnilingus skills, and I couldn’t resist. I took off my panties and allowed him to start kissing my vagina. Then he started licking and nibbling, before parting my lips with his tongue and slowly eating me out. It was all I could bear he lifted me up on the table, his head firmly between my legs.
“We were in a sixty-nine position. I could see the tent the towel had formed over his groin. I pulled it away. His cock was impressive and at attention. I ran my lips along it and dragged my tongue up his shaft. Then as he continued to get me wet I took it in my mouth. But I couldn’t concentrate, the assault on my pussy was too much. I have never felt so turned on, so orgasmic, I came multiple times and he didn’t move his mouth away. I shuddered and kept oozing liquid which he continued to lap up. Then he let up. I took his cock in my mouth and worked my tongue around his helmet, he shot his load quickly in the back of my mouth, and I let his salty gift slide down my throat. It was like he got off getting me off.”
Carmen listened intently as Lexi recounted her tale. She slowly immersed herself in the story. It left Carmen more intrigued than ever by her latest guest.
