That is until a few nights ago. Monday night to be exact. Work at my client went as usual during the day, hard and stressful, and I had dinner at a new Italian place a couple of blocks from the hotel. When I got back to my room, the routine continued with brushing my teeth, getting my clothes off, taking a shower, turning down the bed and laying on the sheets to finally relax. I hopped onto the Internet and, as I had often done over time, I logged into the Lush Stories site to see if any of my friends were also perusing the stories. Lo and behold, a female friend I had the pleasure of chatting with was online. We had a lot in common and whenever we found each other a steamy sexting session was sure to follow.
Monday night was no exception. Only five or six exchanges into our chat, I had my cock in my hand and my friend was telling me what she would do with me if she were in my room with me. I found it difficult to stroke myself with my off hand so that I could type, but managed to keep her interested to the same degree she was effecting me. We had been going back and forth for about ten minutes when she said her boyfriend was at the door and she had to go.
Not that I had any choice in the matter. Her boyfriend is a lucky man if the picture my friend sent me of herself is truly her. It would be my luck that the person sexting me was really a gorilla at the zoo. But, I digress. Here I was, with a full raging hard-on going and I was afflicted with jerk-off interruptus. That is when I dawned on me that my drapes were wide open. Now normally that would not be an issue for someone on the fifth floor, but there is an abandoned building just across the alley from the hotel. I saw in the reflection that the room next to mine had lights on, but I did not see anyone in the room. Closing the drapes, I turned back to lay on the bed to find a Lush story to complete to.
There was a knock on the door. I looked at the TV to see if it came from there, but it had not, so I went to my hotel room door, snagging a towel to wrap around my waist on the way. No one was outside my door when I looked through the peephole. I just gave it up to being something I would not figure out when another knock came. It was the connecting door between my room and the one I had seen lights on in earlier.
Well, I still had three quarters of my hard-on going, and even with the towel around my waist, very little was left to the imagination. I was not straight up and down but a sizable lump showed off to the one side. Opening the door to a stranger I could not see was not an option, so I just called out.
“Can I help you?”
“I hope you can,” came a woman’s voice in return. “I can’t get any hot water out of my sink.”
“Did you call the front desk and ask for a maintenance person?”
“If I wanted to wait for an hour, I suppose I would have. I thought maybe I’m doing something wrong and that you might be able to help me out.”
I opened my door to find a good looking woman standing in her room wrapped in a towel. Her long sandy blond hair was up in a pony tail. The towel was just long enough to cover her from just above her breasts to just below her crotch. While there was nothing for me to see, the thought of us both wrapped in towels standing mere feet apart began to interest my southern brain. Blood was not rushing there yet, but it would not take much or long for it to happen.
“Hi,” I said extending my hand, “I’m Hank, and yeah, there is a trick to it.”
She took my offered mitt and said, “I’m Nora, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Her hand was warm and soft and our shake probably took a little longer that strangers would expect. We looked at each other’s eyes as we stood there until I regained my senses.
“Here, let me show you,” I said letting go of her hand and walking to the little bathroom.
Our bare feet slapped on the tiles as we entered. She had very little on her counter top and my take was that she had just checked in a little while ago and was getting ready to go out.
“If you put the handle all the way over to the left, you get nothing but cold. But, if you move it back over to the right just a little, it gets hot pretty quickly.”
The heat of the water was evident when we saw steam begin to rise from the sink.
“Thank you so much. See, wasn’t that quicker than waiting for a maintenance guy?”
“Sure,” I said, “but what if I wasn’t in my room when you knocked?”
“I knew you were there, I saw you in your room a little while ago?”
“You saw me?”
“Sure I did. You mean that leaving your drapes open was an accident?”
“Of course it was. What did you see me doing, turning down the bed?” I asked trying to think of the most innocuous non-embarrassing thing I could.
“Well, to be honest,” Nora said, “I saw just about everything from the time you took off your shirt until you got out of bed to close the drapes.”
“I’m sorry you saw that.”
“Why? I’m not. We all have a sexual nature and it’s way too harmful to try hide it than to just let it hang out there and be yourself.”
“I guess you’re right, but I’ve never done that except in private before.”
“You mean you’ve never had a girlfriend of wife jerk you off?”
“Well sure, a girlfriend, or girlfriends,” I said wondering how we had gotten into such a personal conversation so quickly. “But I just mean, uh, when I do myself.”
“Mutual masturbation,” Nora said, “is one of the world’s greatest things to do.”
A silence sat in the air. Blood had begun to find its way below my belt line. I’m not used to standing in a strange woman’s room, both of us naked except for a towel, talking about masturbation. My cock had started swelling again when she asked if I had a wife or girlfriend jerk me off.
“It would be such a loss to let this go waste,” Nora said putting her hand on my stiffening cock.
I was bone hard in a second. Nora was actually standing there massaging my dick and talking about mutual masturbation. The subject could not just be dropped. Not only did I not want the rubbing to stop, I wanted to stay in her room all night. She was getting more beautiful by the second. I had to do or say something so I decided to ask her a question.
“How does it work, we sit across from each other and watch each other do it?”
“There’s a lot of ways to do it,” she said with my now rock cock in her hand. “We could sit on a couch and I would stroke you while you finger me, or we could do like a sixty-nine on the bed except just use our hands, or we could sit across from each other as you suggested and just watch each other. Do you want to try?”
Holy shit! This woman, whom I had only met five minutes ago, was offering to whack off with me. How fast can you say yes?
“Sure,” I replied with some shock in my voice. “What’s your favorite way of doing this?”
“We don’t have to stick with one you know. We can play around and see what excites us both.”
“Look, Nora, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m already about to pop a nut. Tonight might not be the night to try this.”
“It’s tonight or never, Hank. I’m only here for one night. I’ll tell you what. You look to be a pretty virile guy, so why don’t you let me pop your nut now, then I’ll take a shower and in an hour or so we can play together for a while. What do you say?”
Holy shit! She does not stop surprising me. She really wants to play around doesn’t she?
“That sounds like a good plan,” I said. “But I think it might be even more fun if WE take a shower. I’ll wash your back, you wash mine. Now, what do you say?”
Her answer was action. She took my towel in two of her hands and pulled it open. My cock, not wanting to disappoint, pointed right up at her tits like a begging puppy. I wanted to show her I could be just as forward so I opened her towel and removed it. What a spectacular body she had been hiding. Her natural B breasts were tipped with perfect nipples that were swelling as we stood there. A trim, flat stomach spanned from her tits to a small patch of blond hair that rested above her snatch.
Nora took my cock in one of her hands and she let me over to the bed. Sitting on the side, she positioned me to stand in front of her and she slowly slid her fist up and down my shaft as she weighed my balls in her other hand.
“Mm, I think you have a good load in there for me, don’t you?”
“I believe I do,” I said resting my hands on her shoulders.
“Would it bother you if I ask you to do something for me?” Nora asked.
“I’m in your hands.”
“I’ll get you close,” she said pumping her fist on my cock and toying with my nuts. “When you’re close, I want you to take over and cover my face and chest with your cum. Can you do that?”
“Oh yeah,” was all I could manage to say.
She would tighten her fist every time she pulled back on me and then slide her hand down slowly, drawing as much blood and excitement into my head as she could. I adored the touch of her other hand gently squeezing and rolling my nuts in her fingers. I stood, hands on hips, allowing her to do anything she wanted to me. This was so much better that sexting. Nora stopped stroking me and began to run her fingers all around my head. With both hands, she made pinching like movements, running her thumbs and forefingers around my head at its base, my most sensitive spot. That was it, it was all I could take.
I grabbed my meat in my hand and began slowly stroking myself at her. She put her hands on my thighs, not the front, but the back so that I couldn’t back away. Three… I quickened my pace as precum coated my head and I began to make little squishing sounds. Two… She began to encourage me.
“Ooh Hank. Give it to me. Coat me with all that jizz. Shoot me baby, shoot me.”
One… Here is where the rubber meets the road. She stopped talking and opened her mouth. I squeezed my ass as hard as I could to prolong my ecstasy, but soon, I could hold back no longer. One long hot shot of sperm shot from me and splashed onto her face and waiting tongue. I continued pumping my cock and blew load after load of white jizz onto her face, into her mouth and onto her chest. When I was finally empty, she curled her tongue, closed her mouth and then opened it to show me how much I had gotten into her. It was probably only a teaspoon full, but surprise – she then swallowed.
She then proceeded to do something I had never seen a woman do. She began rubbing her face with my cum as if it were skin cream. If I had not just cum all over her I would have been hard in an instant. It was so sexy. She continued massaging my jizz into her chest, her breasts and her arms. As her fingers and palm ran across her tits, her nipples started to spring to life and swell out. Both areola swelled beneath her hands. I just had to touch my softening wand. I could not keep my hands off of myself as she completed what seemed to be a beauty cream ritual. She reclined and rested her head on her pillows, moving her hands slowly over her flat tummy.
“Relax, Hank,” she said. “I want to give you a few minutes to soak in.”
“Does cum do something for your skin?” I asked resting on my side on the other bed so that I could look at her magnificent body.
“I hope it does, but whether it does or not, I don’t care. It makes me feel sexy while I’m doing it.”
“Maybe next time you’ll let me rub it in for you,” I said.
“Well, that’s a possibility. Let’s see what position we’re in when the time, or I should say when you cum.”
We laid on the two beds, chit chatting for a good five minutes before she made a move to get up. When she did, I rose too and we headed into the bathroom to shower. Unfortunately, the shower is just a tub with a curtain and the water pressure leaves something to be desired, but the water was warm and our skins were warmer, and getting hotter by the second.
I decided to take control and since I had already had one shower that night I told Nora that I would bathe her first. She agreed and turned her back to me so that the water was running down her front. Her delicate shoulders were first and I massaged her with the soap until there was a decent lather on her. I used the lather to wash down her arms, one at a time and cleaned her hands making sure to interlace our fingers as I did. She liked the feel and leaned back into me as I finished her second hand. Turning her head to face me she lifted her chin and we brought our lips together. Her tongue was hot and busy, darting into and out of my mouth and flicking my tongue as she did it. I thought that she must give magnificent head with a tongue like that.
Her back was soft and curvy. I enjoyed rubbing the soap from the shoulders down the soft curves to the top of her ass and back up again. Each time I got down to her butt she would tilt her hips as if she wanted to capture the soap. I knelt in the tub and began washing her ass in earnest. Her firm buttocks looked magnificent as I rubbed my hands across them and after taking a little breath, I ventured down into her crack.
I didn’t know if she liked her ass hole being touched. Some women don’t, but Nora was not one of those women. As my hand slipped down between her cheeks, she leaned forward, resting her head on the wall of the shower, reached behind herself, and spread her cheeks wide for me.
Now it was time for her legs. I decided to wash the front and back of each leg at the same time as I knelt behind her. There wasn’t much to cleaning her skin here, but she did enjoy when I did the insides of her thighs. I heard little moans escape her over the sound of the water. Standing, I turned her around. She looked into my eyes and smiled. I lathered the soap in my hands and had her close her eyes. I then delicately washed her face, trying to make sure I got all the ruminants of my jizz off her. After rinsing all the soap from her face, I lathered my hands again and began to wash her collarbones and chest. Her breasts were that perfect combination of firm and soft that we men love so much and they craved the attention of my hands. Using the standard wax on – wax off technique her nipples and aureole swelled in appreciation. I had never seen a woman’s whole nipple swell that way other than in pictures on the web, but I made a mental note to pay particular attention to them with my mouth should the opportunity arise.
Again I knelt before this woman of excitement and used the soap to wash away any semen that might still be lingering. She responded by predicting my approach and moved her feet apart slightly. She was right of course, but instead of diving into the main course, I went down to her feet and started up, working on both legs simultaneously. I had already washed them really, but I wanted another shot at the insides of her legs before getting to the honey pot. I press my thumbs into the insides of her thighs each time I came close to her crotch. I know when done on me it gets my blood going and Nora seemed to be the same. When I got to the tops of her legs, I lathered my hands again and washed the little tuft of hair above her slit and the started in on her vulva. I used only one hand and used my index and ring fingers on her outer puffing lips, letting my middle finger dip gently between her lips to tease her clit.
Her reaction was to spread herself more for me and, using her one hand to pull up on her small patch of hair, and her other one on the back of my head, encouraged me to delve deeper. I buried my middle finger in her and then my ring finger in her sopping wet swollen pussy, and then used a come-hither type motion that an old girlfriend taught me drove her nuts. Nora moaned deeply. I could feel the ridges in her cunt as her moans became vocal expressions of an impending climax. She tasted sweet as my tongue slithered back and forth across her little nub. I teased her with my tongue and lips and tried to touch my nose with my fingers through the walls of her snatch. Nora grabbed my head and pulled me tightly to her. It was hard to breathe, and she almost lost her footing, but she easily went up and shot over the ecstasy wall, climaxing with a shout of pleasure.
I continued, but she begged me to stop. I wanted to wring every ounce of sexual excitement from her, but she wanted to save something for the bed and our mutual enjoyment that was to come. She asked me to stand so that she could return the bathing ritual I had given her. She turned me and her soft hands felt wonderful on my back as she washed away all of my tension. Her hands found my ass and she washed away all of my concerns. Her finger found my hole and she started my erotic engine and brought it to a purring idle. Her tongue followed her finger so I leaned over and spread my cheeks so that I could experience this new sensation in full, and it was wonderful. She teased my rim. My engine began to rev.
Then she started on my legs. I missed the feel of her tongue doing sweet circles on me but I looked forward to the turn and hoped her talented tongue would be brought to bear in a more sensitive area. When she finished with my feet, she stood and turned me wordlessly by the shoulders. Our eyes met first, then our lips, then our tongues and finally our bodies in a mutual and arousing embrace. I found myself beginning to stiffen into her abdomen as our tongues danced a slimy tango. This woman, this tigress, this exquisite sexual beauty held me under the water and in her erotic spell.
She withdrew her soft lips from mine, but I wanted more and leaned in to continue our oral dance. She withdrew further and somehow presented my face with lathered hands. Nora gently washed and rinsed my face as if it were a delicate porcelain figurine. Her soapy hands caressed my chest and upper belly before she knelt and began a path upward from my feet. When she got to my thighs, her thumbs pressed deeply into my inner thighs and sent shivers through my entire being. She washed my lower belly and used her fingernails to rake paths across it right above where I hoped she would soon ply her tongue magic.
My breath caught and I almost had to tell myself to breathe. Lathered hands took my half erect penis and balls into their control. The water was warm, her hands were hot and I was nearing a boil. Carefully, she caressed me with the soap at first and as it all rinsed away she began kissing me. She tasted my balls and gently took them, one at a time into her mouth. She held my cock upright and licked me from my nuts, sliding her ever flicking tongue up the length of my meat. She licked all around my glans, continuing her hallowed tonguing until satisfied it was clean. She nibbled down one side of my hardness and up the other side before taking me in her mouth. The tip of her tongue explored every sensitive cell of skin before pressing down as if she wanted to fuck the hole at my tip. I closed my eyes and focused on the warmth of her mouth as she began to slide herself up and down the steel rod that was limp just minutes before.
Abruptly she stopped and rose before me saying, “Now, we’re both clean. Let’s dry off and play a little, shall we?”
Slowly opening my eyes to see her radiant nakedness I agreed with a nod of my head knowing my voice would fail me. We stepped out of the shower and hoping that drying each other would preclude any form of sexual enjoyment on the bed, we dried ourselves.
Proceeding into the bedroom, Nora instructed me to sit near the head of the bed on the far side. I did, bending my far leg to give her unfettered access to all my welcoming skin and she sat next to me, leaning into me with her head on my chest. Her hand caressed my stomach as mine played across her upper chest. Both of us enjoyed the warmth emanating from our bodies.
I lowered my hand to cup her breast and began rolling her nipple between my fingers. It grew hard rapidly and again she began to swell with pleasure. I was already swollen as her hand dipped below my waist and her fingertips played up and down my length. She dipped her head lower and took my surprisingly sensitive nipple into her mouth, rapidly flitting her tongue back and forth across it as she sucked me. I never knew how much pleasure I would get from a woman doing this to me.
To return the favor, I reached over her head to continue playing with her nipple as I moved my other hand down between her legs. She must have felt uncomfortable with my arm resting on her head because she shifted down so that her head rested on my leg and she was now able to look up at me. Nora continued to toy with my stiffness as I changed the way I played with her nether lips by running my thumb and forefinger up and down the outsides of her lips, alternately stroking her and squeezing her lips together right above her clit, putting a nice firm pressure on it. Her hips began to rise and fall with my motions and her breathing changed to harder, longer breaths. I began to feel the welcomed tightness beginning to well in my loins too and I move my hips in sync with hers as her hand movements seemed to fall into the same rhythm as mine.
“Do you want to finish now or try another position?” she asked breathlessly.
“Let’s do the sixty-nine you talked about,” I replied with a sense of urgency not lost to her.
She rose to her knees and I slid down the bed until I was laying flat. She lifted her knee over my face and presented me with a world class view of all her intimate parts. As her legs spread above my eyes, I saw that she was totally swollen and open to me. If I wanted to fuck her now, her juices and velvety tunnel would have given me no resistance to push into her to the fullest depths of intimacy.
Her little brown balloon knot caught my attention and I decided to start there. Giving her the same treatment of running my finger and then tongue around and around her hole brought whispered word to keep doing that. Her hand meanwhile had clenched around my manhood and slowly stroked me from base to tip. Her mouth got busy sucking my nuts, taking each in turn and lifting it as far as mild tugging would permit.
Not to be outdone with providing pleasure, I wet my middle finger with her own juices and slid it slowly into her asshole, and then inserted my thumb into her vagina, almost as though I was holding a two finger bowling ball. The moans that emanated from her throat were absorbed by my nuts and it felt wonderful. Her clit became my next target and as I rocked my hand in two of her holes, I licked her clit. Her juices were as sweet as they come. I would never tire of tasting everything she could produce. Trying to mimic her abilities, I flicked her clit as quickly as I could.
The effect of my efforts were immediate. She rose from my crotch and pressed herself down on my face as she began to shake. I had to take my finger out of her, lest they be broken, and my nose drove deeply into her snatch and I found I could only breathe as she slid forward, but the effort was worth it as her juices began to flow down into my mouth and onto my face. She pressed harder still and I obliged by sucking air in through my mouth between times that I sucked on her little nub and toyed with it with my tongue. More cum flowed from her as expletives exploded from her lips above me.
She reduced her pressure on my face as her orgasm subsided so I eased my attention to her snatch and clit. I gripped her hips and lifted my face to again make contact with her as her head lowered and made contact with the head of my cock. Evidently, having had enough, I felt her lift her leg and she dismounted me.
Never letting my cock out of her mouth, she moved down between my legs. I pulled pillows behind my head so that I could watch her work. Nora snuck a hand under my leg and started messing around with my balls as her head and fist challenged my sanity. In one swift motion, she took me in her throat, her tongue continuing to lick the underside of my pecker the entire time. Her eyes never left mine as she swallowed over and over, giving me the sensation that her throat was fucking me. My hips lifted to the ceiling as I approached my own orgasm and she pull up, still with my head in her mouth, her tongue circling me to an abrupt explosion of semen into her waiting and willing orifice.
She took all I had to offer, not missing or spilling a drop. I must have pumped five or six times before the need to ejaculate was finished. Again, she opened her mouth to me to show me my load and then she swallowed. I’ve seen girls make faces when swallowing and I’ve seen other girls have a hard time with it, but Nora just gobbled my seed as though it were apple juice. She crawled up my body until she could lower her lips to mine and we exchanged a warm salty kiss. There was not as much heat in our lip lock and tongue play, but it felt good as she lowered her body to mine and laid on top of me. Her perfect breasts pressed into my chest and our groins pressed together in a natural symbiotic need.
“Would you like me to clean you?” She asked.
“Only if you’ll allow me to return the favor,” I replied.
Nora rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. I heard water running and she came out with a couple of face cloths and a towel.
“Now that I know how to get hot water, they’re nice and warm.”
She proceeded to wash my face clean of her juices and then she washed the ruminants of my once proud and hard cock. She dried me and then we swapped positions. I cleaned her face and then her snatch, drying her as I went. Touching her made me yearn for her body. I wanted to lay with her a while and then fuck her brains out. Fate had other ideas.
“Hank, I hope you don’t mind, but I have an early meeting and a long drive tomorrow. I need to get a good night’s sleep.”
“Oh, sure, I’m sorry,” I replied. “Do you ever come this way?”
“About the same time each month,” Nora replied as I got off the bed.
“Nora, I enjoyed this very much and would like to see you again. I’m always here, Sunday through Thursday morning. Room five twenty five. Would you call me when you’re coming next?”
“I did too,” she said as she got her cell out. “I just can’t seem to get enough of you.”
I gave her my number. She pressed the call button and I ran back into my room bare-assed to get my phone. We now had each other’s number. As I came back to the interconnecting door, Nora approached from the other side.
“Thank you, Hank. I haven’t had that much fun in a long time.”
“Thank you too, Nora. You are an absolutely beautiful woman and being with you, even for just a couple of hours has been an experience I’ll never forget.”
She kissed me and then told me to wait for her call in a month as she shut her side of the connecting door.
