Miranda thinks, "Christ! I’m feeling so incredibly horny!"
I do keep myself in good shape for a thirty-five-year-old, with black shoulder-length hair, 36DD breasts, a narrow waist and a toned arse, and I have just had a long relaxing bath in my hotel room. I’m now lying on the bed, naked with my legs open, my firm tits peeking with taut nipples. My pussy is so fucking wet, and it is weeping nectar down my arse crack. My clit is engorged and poking itself out of its hood, and my fingers are luxuriantly dipping into my hole and teasing my G spot. I wish there was a throbbing cock on hand which I could impale myself on.
There’s a knock on the door.
"Who’s that?" I wonder, then remember I had called down to reception for an extra pillow. I put on the bath robe and open the door. Standing there is the bellhop with the pillow. Without thinking, I yank him into the room and shut the door. I guess he must be in his late teens or early twenties, and his nametag says ‘Aaron’.
“This is your lucky day, Aaron,” I say to him as I drop the bath robe, exposing myself completely.
His eyes become saucers, and he stands there frozen. I stand right in front of him and lightly grab his crotch. I start rubbing, and can feel him getting hard.
“Er, miss…” he says.
Oh, the lovely boy, calling me ‘miss’. I can see he is conflicted, so I up the ante and undo his belt, top button of his pants, unzip him, and pull his pants down. I see a lovely tent, pull down his underwear, and am rewarded by a magnificent cut cock, about seven inches, and shaved. Lovely!
I lightly grab his shaft with one hand, and cradle his balls with the other. I whisper, “Don’t tell me you’re not enjoying this.” I wank him, and his breathing becomes heavier – I’ve got him now.
My pussy is practically crying out to be filled and ravaged. I lie back on the bed, and open my legs as far as they will go, fully exposing my dripping wet open pussy.
"Put your cock in my cunt and fuck me,” I say.
He cannot resist any more, and the head of his hard cock nestles at my entrance. I grab both cheeks of his arse, and push him in. Oh God! It’s sublime! I see the look on Aaron’s face, and he turns from innocent boy to dominant stud. He withdraws his cock so just the head is at the entrance, and then rams it back in.
I gasp in pleasure, and cry out, “That’s it, fuck me harder, you lovely man! Harder, harder!”
Nature has taken over, and it becomes primal. Aaron is pistoning in and out of me like a jackhammer, and I love it! His cock is splitting my cunt and filling it on each thrust, hitting my cervix. I am moaning deliriously and am about to explode in ecstasy.
I yell, “Fill me with your spunk, you bastard,” and sail over the edge, screaming.
My cunt spasms, contracting on his cock, and my legs shake uncontrollably. I feel his cock swell, and he roars as his essence is pumped into my wanton pussy. He collapses onto me, and we lie there panting heavily as we come down from our highs. Aaron softens, withdraws, followed by a massive dollop of our combined juices.
He has such a look of satisfaction on his face, and I kiss him, saying, “Well done, Aaron, you’ve fucked your first MILF, and you’re good at it. Thank you so much.”
As he puts himself back together, I smile at him and give him a fifty-pound tip for ‘services rendered’. He looks at me one last time, winks, and leaves the room. He probably thinks life doesn’t get any better than that, having just fucked a beautiful woman and getting a generous tip to boot. He’ll be bragging this to his mates, but whether they believe him or not…
Now satisfied, I clean up, get dressed, and leave the hotel for a Michelin-starred restaurant, where I am meeting my husband!
