Swaying and undulating to the beat of the DJ’s music, my body and mind were lost in the sensuousness of my dance. I had been working for weeks to create the kind of dance that would look sexy and seductive, while not being overtly slutty. I was wearing a super flirty flowered sundress with a flared skirt that stopped about 3 inches below my ass. I love the way the skirt rises up and hints at my panties, if I remember to put them on. Tonight, I was on a mission and forgot my panties.
The dance was a celebration of the state track and field finals, hosted by my school but held at a hotel in town where the other schools from the competition were staying. My mom rented a room at the hotel so I could enjoy the dance. I was a senior in school and had competed in the sprint heats for the last time, placing third. I wanted to make this competition and dance the most memorable of my life.
I was dancing, lost in the rhythm and sensuality of the music, when I saw a man in his late thirties or early forties approaching me. I smiled and he came up to me with a big grin on his face.
“Hi Sweetheart, I couldn’t help but notice you dancing and just had to say hello.”
“Hi, I’m glad you noticed, but what brought your attention to me? There are literally hundreds of kids dancing.”
“Oh, I was so mesmerized by your moves and your beauty.”
“Mmmmmm,” I thought, licking my lips.
At that point, we walked off the dance floor and towards the doors to the ballroom. I was checking him out and liked what I saw. He was about three or four inches taller than me, wearing khaki pants and white polo with some insignia on the left side, and I smelled the hint of a wonderful cologne. I was starting to get turned on and a bit damp. My dance moves had worked.
We got away from the crowd and were making some small talk about school and sports, and I glanced at his crotch. His eyes followed mine to his crotch and then I saw his eyes linger on my chest. I saw his bulge and as we talked it seemed to grow bigger. After a minute or so, I was not glancing at his bulge, but kinda staring at it.
“You like what you see?”
I smiled back.
“Do you want to see it?”
I slowly nodded my head, and my smile spread across my face.
“Do you think you can handle it?” he asked.
I nodded, “Yes!”
He gave me his room card and told me he would be up in a few minutes. I started walking out of the ballroom and as I looked back, I saw him at the water station putting something into his mouth and drinking his water. I made my way up to his room. Mission accomplished!
When I entered his room, I was surprised at what I saw. Instead of a businessman’s room, the room had several suitcases, most open and partly unpacked. Towels were on the floor in the bathroom and there was a couple of make-up kits laying around along with women’s and girl’s underwear. The beds were not made. Mmmmm, I do like married men.
I took off my dress and sandals, leaving me totally nude. I looked at myself in the mirror and liked what I saw, my 5’9” body, nice C-cup tits, light brown hair, and greenish-gray eyes. And my mound was so prominent rising above my engorged clit and waxed pussy. I caressed my body, paying special attention to my nipples, pulling and pinching them. I was lost in the sensuality of preparing for this man.
After a few minutes, I heard a knock on the door. I answered the door without even checking to see if it was him. Opening the door wide, I smiled at him, backed into the room and fell to my knees. Without a word, he walked up to me and I released his belt, unzipped his pants and pushed his pants to the floor. I took off his shoes and pulled his pants out of the way.
I sat up and saw a good-sized cock bouncing around my face. I took his hot hard cock into my hand, held it up and licked from his balls to the tip of his cut cock. I licked around the tip of his cock, a large mushroom that stretched my mouth. I slurped down his pre-cum and then took him all the way into my mouth. I could feel his pubes in my nose. As I pulled away, my tongue tickled the underside of his cock. I spun my tongue around his mushroom and paid special attention to his frenulum. I then began to suck his cock in earnest, bobbing up and down, taking him all the way into my throat. I loved tonguing his mushroom and then driving his cock deep into my throat.
After about five minutes of sucking his cock, I felt it start to expand and spasm. His precum was flowing like a faucet. My fingers could feel his semen rising up through his cock, so I pulled his cock out of my mouth and he cummed all over my face and chest. All seven ropes, the most cum I have gotten from a man, totally covered me from my face to my belly. Oh, that felt so good, hot splashes on my face and down to my tits. I love the feel of cum on my body.
Without a word being said, I crawled up the unmade bed with cum dripping off my nipples and chin. I laid on my back and spread my eggs for my new lover. I was amazed, my lover did not lose his erection after he came on me. I was expecting him to give my pussy a good licking, but his cock was still so hard and inviting, I pulled him into me.
He slid that drug-enhanced cock into my super wet pussy with one thrust. His dick was not the largest I have had, but his spongy mushroom head was driving me wild. It had a slight leftward bend that put pressure on my sweet spot and that almost made me cum on the first thrust.
“Oh, such a sweet pussy,” he cried out as his cock made its way into my depths. I had given a bit of a shriek when he entered me, and I grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper into me. I was really enjoying his mushroom head massaging my sheath, stroking my sweet spot, while his balls bounced off my ass with every thrust.
“So good, fuck yes, such a tight pussy,” he kept saying over and over.
By now he was pumping real hard and I became very vocal with each thrust, grunting and moaning. I began to feel my orgasm rising from my spine and into my pussy. My pussy flooded and began to spasm and I screamed into my first orgasm of the evening. He kept on pumping me, as my body flailed out of control.
“What a good piece of young ass,” he exclaimed as he told me to flip over.
My knees were on the edge of the bed, my arms lying on the bed, my head and face lying sideways in the jumbled bed covers. He slid his cum covered cock back into me as he breathlessly said, “This pussy is so tight. Fuck yes, this sweet piece of ass is so good!”
I was lying down with my ass in the air, taking his cock while I purred and moaned after such a good orgasm. We had been fucking for about five or so minutes in this position and I began to feel the telltale signs of a new orgasm rising. My spine was feeling the tickle and just as my pussy was starting to tense up in preparation for the orgasm, I heard “shh-tlick” and the door opened. In walked a woman followed by two girls that I recognized as long-distance runners from our rival school. Oh shit, busted.
The screaming immediately started. Luckily, I was on my hand and knees, so I was able to get off the bed and quickly grab my dress and ran towards the door amid the confusion. My lover was left standing at the edge of the bed, his cock, glistening with my juices, bouncing up and down.
One of the daughters grabbed at me, but I was sweaty and covered with her daddy’s cum, so she could not hold on to me. The Spirits were with me, and I got out of the room without being hit, knocked down, or held.
I ran down the hallway relying on my sprinter training, afraid that the two girls were chasing me. The elevator was out of the question. I ran up the stairwell but left the stairwell before my floor. I didn’t want to run directly to my room in case they were following me. I ran through the hotel hallway, naked and cum dripping off my body. I passed a man and a woman and left them with shocked looks on their faces. I found the next stairwell and ran up two flights of stairs to my floor.
Luckily my room card was still in the pocket of my dress. I opened the door, ran into the room, and slammed the door shut. I leaned against the door, my heart racing, lungs burning and body shaking out of control because of the adrenalin coursing through my veins.
“What happened to you?” my mom asked, sitting on the bed, nude, and watching TV.
“I got caught,” I replied, still gasping for air.
Suddenly my mother started to laugh uncontrollably. Tears were running down her cheeks she was laughing so hard.
“So, you finally got caught?”
I just looked at her, still trying to calm my body down.
My mom continued, still laughing at my appearance. “You are lucky. The first time I got caught with a married man, I ended up with two black eyes. Go take a shower and come back and I will give you some love,” she offered still laughing.
I went to take a shower and as the warm water was sensually rolling down my body, taking the sweat and the dried and not so dried cum with it, I relaxed enough to think about what had happened. Here I was getting one of the better fucks I have had lately, and his family comes into the room. What kind of bad luck was that? What happened to his drug-induced erection? Did it go down? Did his daughters check out his cock? Did they get a good look and like what they saw? Would he ever fuck his wife again? Did my sandals fit any of them?
