Monday, April 22, 2013

Dinner with a View II SeXStoRY

A knock on the door to my room. A peek through the security "eye." An opening door. An entry of Lara into my room. Such are the things of which dreams (wet and otherwise) are made. NOTE: I would have posted this late last night, but knew I had early morning business and I needed the rest. This is especially true after my experience with Lara. When she came into the room, she blurted "So, where's this hot tub you told me about?" Obviously, a focused woman. I ,we needed to go to the ground floor. The elevator opens within a few steps of the pool area door. We jumped into our respective bathing suits, grabbed towels, and headed to the elevator. Lara was wrapped up in a thick terry towel, so I didn't see much of her below the shoulders and above the knees. Once we got to the hot tub, down and away went the towel. She looked as I suspected she did: slim, smooth and busty! I complimented her on her appearance. She said nothing, but flashed a big toothy smile my way. We immersed into the 104 degree water, with jets blasting. We talked a bit, but mostly made "cow eyes" at each other - engaging in non-verbal flirting. After we'd had enough parboiling, we left the hot tub. Her bikini was clinging to her body. The bra barely restrained her globes; the panty covered little of her ass, and only slightly more of her pussy. I toweled her off and we returned to the suite. I was glad for the experience, as it was interpreted as foreplay. I was confident we would engage in some level of intimacy, and we did. On return to the room, she ditched the bathing suit and wrapped in another towel. Now, I was convinced she was going nowhere without some action. I responded in kind, by removing my suit and also wrapping in a towel. With the signals she was sending, I wasted no time. I reached for the knot in the towel between her tits and pulled her forward. She came, but feigned resistance. I say "feigned" because - while she pulled gently back - she smiled, dropped her head a bit, and looked intensely with her eyes aimed up at me. As I pulled on the knot again, she relented. As she submitted to my pulling f***e, I sat down on the edge of the bed. Instead of pulling her on top of me, I kept her standing before me. As I played with the towel at her bodice, I began to stroke her legs slowly - seductively. I asked her if she'd do a favor for me - she consented. "Open your towel and spread it wide!" She took a step back and did exactly as I asked. When the towel was spread, she held it tight - almost like the fabric of a kite. Picture a very slender, big-titted young woman standing within arms-reach. She's holding a giant bath towel parallel to her back, as though she was standing in a photo studio against a backdrop. Her skin was alabaster, but still nicely contrasted against the stark whiteness of the towel. She has a delightful gentle flair to her hips - just enough to give them definition. Her pelvic (iliac crests) bones were apparent, but she does not look emaciated. Visually taking in the V of her cunt, she sports a nice little beard at the mons. Her pussy lips were very bare, and prominent enough to be visible at a glance between her thighs. Her tits, because of their size, sagged ever so little - enough to garner my attention. Without so much as a prompt from me, she spread her feet apart about 12"-14." This revealed even more of her youthful woman portal. I sighed, and told her how incredibly sexy she is. She thanked me, dropped the towel to the floor, and stepped toward me. She reached out her hands, fingers projecting toward me like so many pointed knives. She has outrageously-decorated long fingernails. A thought flashed in my brain: "Ooooh, I hope she uses them on me!" I gently pulled her on top of me, and that seemed to be all she needed. While my ass was still at the edge of the bed, she bent her knees and dropped to the floor. Her tongue (with the tiniest bead piercing began to trail across my body. Starting at my nose, it continued across my chin, down across my throat, following my sternum, down the belly (stopping at my navel - have you ever been tongue-fucked in your bellybutton?). She eventually got to my pubic hair. Rather than continue to my cock and balls, she began to stroke her teeth through the pubic hair - as though it was her personal dental floss. I've never had a woman do that before, and it was grand. Having enough of "flossing," Lara continued her carnal voyage to the rigid tree in the forest. She licked only momentarily, then sucked in the entire shaft that was my erection. She was quite accomplished, with full penetration into her oral orfice. Her timing was variable - slow, fast, medium and repeat. She had done this before. While performing oral duties on my shaft, she cradled my balls - first gently, then more firmly. Rather than constant pressure, she squeezed and released. It was never painful - just stimulating. I attempted to pull her up to me, but she refused. She was focused on giving me a great blow job - which she did. When I asked, "What about you?" she said, "Later!" I said nothing, except to myself. I laid my head down to the mattress and surrendered. She released one hand from the grasp on my ball sack and committed that hand to my ass. She played for awhile around the crack, and I was afraid she would attempt dry penetration with a long-nailed digit. To my relief, she asked if I was ready to be ass-fucked. I raised my head to make eye contact and give consent. When I gave her the "go-ahead," her hand disappeared downward. It was apparent she penetrated her cunt, because she soon sighed. I kept watching her. She pulled her hand back up, and I felt a finger at the opening to my ass. She was very careful, but determined. As she sucked my cock up and down, her finger reciprocated as though it was a power tool. Now, I was gone. With a minute or two, I was ready to blow. She had her mouth around my cock, one hand massaging my balls, and a finger up my ass. I tensed, gave out a loud "Arrrrgggghhhh," and exploded in her mouth. I shot enough to cause some leakage at the corners of her mouth. She sucked an swallowed as much as she could, never missing a thrust into my ass hole or a squeeze to my balls. I've NEVER had an orgasm like this before. (REMEMBER: she's in her early 20s). I was cooked. She stood up, leaned over me put her face above mine, and began to lick her cum-enveloped lips. She was not done - not at all. After showing me how much she appreciated the drink I gave her, she stood up and said, "NOW it's my turn!" She walked to the vanity, picked up my hair brush and walked back to me. God, I thought she was going to spank me with the brush. That was not the case. Rather, she said, "Fuck me with this brush!" I jumped up like the hotel's fire alarm had begun to sound. I took the brush and guided her to the bed. I positioned her ass to the same spot as I'd occupied with mine. I did not wait, for she was clearly overheated. As she laid down, I shoved the brush handle into my mouth and soaked it with saliva. Withdrawing from my mouth, the brush handle was only exposed for a second before it slipped into her all-but-hairless cunt. While thrusting into her pussy, I remembered how she was fixated on my ass hole. I decided turn-about was fair play, so I licked a finger and slipped it into her ass. It was a repeat of what she'd done to me. While I was doing this, I asked her to massage one of her tits with a hand. She grasped both tits with both hands. I said, "No - only one - the other one is for your clit!" As though programmed and voice-controlled, she released one of ther great tits, and pushed the other hand downward to her cunt. Now, the stage was completely set: a brush handle in her cunt - a finger in her ass - one of her hands massaging a tit - and, one hand playing her woman-button. As with my relatively quick orgasm, Lara did not last long. Within a couple of minutes of this four-way stimulation, she blew like Mt. Vesuvius. I love the was some women arch their low backs when they orgasm! She thrust up and down like I had my cock in her slit. After a few strong thrusts, she relaxed. I climbed onto the bed, cradled her, played with one of her nipples with a finger, and told her "You've taken me to a place I've never been!" She smiled, and said "You, too!" She hung around a bit, but had to leave soon. She had an early shift at the restaurant the next day and "needed her beauty sl**p!"

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