The proposition

It was nighttime, after dinner. She had gone to the hotel bar before going upstairs to relax. A guy at the end of the bar kept glancing at her. He looked to be about her age, had short, sandy-colored hair, and was nice looking. An almost empty glass of scotch sat on the bar in front of him.

She wondered if she’d seen him at the conference, but didn’t think so. Then she got up and brought her wine with her, and sat next to him. The woman was pretty, with dark brown eyes to match her hair. Her figure was a little on the “well-padded” side, while still shapely.

“Hey,” she said.

“How’s it going?” the guy asked.

She looked him straight in the eye.

“If I said I wanted to fuck you tonight, what would you say?”

The guy choked on his drink.

“Excuse me? Just like that, huh?”

“Yeah,” the woman said with a slight smile. “I’ve recently hit thirty. My boyfriend dumped me a few weeks ago for a blond. I’m staying at the hotel one more night for a conference. And I need to blow off some steam. Interested?”

“Yeah, I’m interested! I’m Br…”

“We don’t need to know each other’s name,” she interrupted. “Let this be an anonymous fling. My room’s on the twenty-sixth floor. Follow me, if you want.”

She got up with the glass of wine. The guy followed her to the elevator with his drink. He tried to engage her in conversation as they rode up to her floor.

“Are you here for the real estate conference?” he asked.

“Nope. For the records management conference. And I’m not against conversation but we both know we just want to get laid. So, if you feel awkward about small talk, quiet is fine with me.”

The man shrugged.

“I always thought women wanted to get to know someone first.”

“As a general rule, yes. I was watching you in the bar and you seem decent. Heard your phone call.”

“So this isn’t a random pickup?”

“It is and it isn’t. I’m not into ogres, thugs, or masochists. I have protection, by the way.”

“Condom?”

“Condoms and self-defense.”

“Note made to self.”

The elevator door opened and they exited into the corridor and turned left. Her hotel room wasn’t far. She inserted her card key and pushed the door open.

The view from here

“Oh, you have a view!” the guy said, admiring the lights of Chicago.

“Yeah, one of the few things that have gone in my favor this trip. So, let me state a few rules. Condoms are a must. No open mouth kissing, no pain, no threats, no humiliation. Are we good?”

“Sounds fine to me.”

“Great!” she said with a smile.

She started to strip, starting with her top and shoes. Then she noticed him watching her.

“The idea is we strip at the same time, right?” she pointed out.

“Yeah, sorry. Just admiring the view.”

“I’m glad you enjoy it,” she said and continued.

When both had stripped, she took a good look at his business. She came closer and sat on the floor in front of him. Taking his cock in her hand, she looked up at him and stroked it back and forth. His cock rose as it grew hard. She visually inspected his dick.

“Nice and clean, visually appealing. I could have a good time riding this,” she said. “But first I want to see how it responds,” she said, wrapping her lips around his cock.

She tugged his shaft in an up-and-down corkscrew motion as she sucked the top part of his dick. Damn, she thought, how lucky she was that this man decided she was bang-worthy. She stopped her oral work and looked up at him.

“I want you inside me, but I know guys can't do it several times in a few hours. Unless you’re a teenager.”

“Those days are long gone,” the guy admitted.

“Let me give your tongue an audition. That’ll take my edge off.”

Oral exam

She lay on the bed and spread her legs wide, exposing a wet and shaved snatch. The guy didn’t need any more of an invitation than that. He knelt on the floor between her legs to pay homage to her pussy. She watched him across her belly.

Since she was already wet, he could’ve just started licking her clit. She was grateful he began to draw her in, make her relaxed and comfortable first. Stoke her fire, as it were.

He placed his hand on her stomach. Then he kissed his way up her inner thigh from knee to hip joint and repeated on the other thigh. She began to coo with pleasure. Now he tongued up and down her perineum. Oh, that felt good!

Moving up, he licked up and down her slit, avoiding the clit for now. Her juice flowed over his lips and tongue. He muttered something about how she tasted good, all sweet, tangy, and clean. The man began to drive his tongue in and out of her honeypot. The smacking sound of his tongue lapping up her juices filled the room.

“Aah! So good!” she squealed.

He moved to her clit and licked up and down the tiny shaft.

“Mm!” the woman moaned, her breathing getting faster and heavier. “Yeah! Like that! Up and down, nice and soft. Mm.”

She rested her ankles on his shoulders as he serviced her. The guy stuck two fingers into his mouth and got them nice and wet. He placed them at her hot hole and moved them in a tight circle around the entry.

Moaning, her cunt became soaking wet as he inserted his fingers into her, palm up. Focusing on this meant he lost focus on his tongue action, but she didn’t mind. She felt her tunnel open wider as his fingers explored deeper. He resumed tonguing her clit, now that he had his fingers inside her cunt.

She gave a loud moan at the dual action of his fingers and tongue. Her juice leaked around his fingers. She could feel it leaking down her asshole and onto the bed.

“Oh, you’re gonna make me cum!” she moaned.

Excited, he began to move his tongue in a tight circle around her clit instead of an up-and-down motion. As he moved his fingers in small fluttering motions, she felt her sheath expand. Her breathing and moans became as one, louder and more frequent. Her body tensed and her sheath tented inside.

He stopped moving his tongue and pressed the tips of his fingers into the upper wall of her sheath. Then she came, crying out, her body thrashing in the release. He let her come down, taking his time to remove his fingers.

Her legs were flat on the bed and still spread. Her breathing was calm and deep, and her eyes had closed. The woman opened her eyes. They looked soft and warm.

“Whoa! You got me! Little did I know I’d picked up a good lover. Give me a moment to get my bearings.”

“You’re very responsive,” he said.

“How could I not be, the way you played me? I wouldn’t be surprised if you play a musical instrument.”

“I do! I play piano and sing.”

“Ah! A guy who has both the touch and the timing. It makes sense. Why don’t we switch and you get on the bed?”

She got up, and her friend lay on his back in her place. Good thing this was a hotel bed, used to the thrusts of lovers. It was then she noticed he had a smear of pre-cum at the tip of his cock.

“Looks like my excitement got someone else excited. I like that in a man,” she said with a smile.

She leaned down and made a point of licking the pre-cum off. From there it was natural for her to suck him until he got fully hard again. She had good skills at giving blowjobs. Her whole body seemed to get into the act, she loved to suck cock so much.

Riding cowgirl

Releasing his dick from her mouth, she straddled his hips and reached down between her legs. She was so wet it was easy for her to mount him and get his cock inside. His cock felt so nice inside her pussy!

“You don’t mind if I take advantage of you, do you?” she asked as she lowered herself on his cock.

“Please do,” he moaned.

“Oh! Yeah!” she said in a breathy voice as their hips met.

She put her hands out in front of her – on either side of his head – and began to ride him. His cock moved in and out of her silky tunnel. Her juices leaked around his shaft, making the sliding action nice and smooth. Their moans of pleasure and the sounds of hard cock going in and out of wet sheath were like exquisite music.

With her hands braced on the bed, she rode him hard, her hips slamming into his. She was more into fucking than giving blowjobs, given her passion as she rode him. He reached for her hips and held on, sometimes shoving her down on his cock. Her tits bounced with each thrust, brushing against his chest.

“Fuck! I’ve wanted a good fuck for so long!” she said.

“You feel so good!” he moaned. “So hot and wet!”

She raised herself so that she was sitting upright on him. Then she rocked back and forth, getting some good clit stimulation with his cock inside her. Her eyes had clenched and her mouth was open in breathless pleasure.

She moaned, arching her back, the muscles in her neck straining. She bit her lower lip and felt her cunt pulse around his shaft. She was cumming on him!

“Gaw!” she cried, falling forward on him. Her breathing had become panting as she rested for a moment. She sat upright on him again. Then she looked at him with a lustful glare to let him know he was in for it. She put her hands on his shoulders and began to move gently up and down.

“You’re a good fuck, you know that?” she said in a lustful hiss. “I haven’t had a vaginal orgasm in a long, fucking time. Now I’m gonna ride you till you explode in me and can’t fucking move. Get ready for oblivion, baby.”

She moved in long, deliberate strokes, so slow he couldn’t help feel the pull of her cunt. The feeling was one that he felt she was trying to draw him in and entrap him. He moaned as he surrendered himself to her.

“Uh,” he moaned, helpless under her control.

“That’s it, baby. Slow and steady. How long do I have to keep this up till you cum in me?”

She moved her hands to his nipples and squeezed them hard. He cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain. Then she reached between her thighs and got some juice on her finger. Her lust was scalding, and she played the tease role to the hilt.

“See how wet I am?” she asked, and smeared a little of her juice on his lip. He moaned again, this time with more urgency. “Yeah? You need to cum?” She picked up the pace until her hips slapped against his. “Let it fly, baby. You know you need to. Empty those balls in me, come on.”

She pinned his hands to the bed and began to pound him. Her boobs swung and smacked his chest. She grunted each time their hips slammed together.

“I’m gonna cum!” he moaned loudly.

“Shoot it baby!” the woman said. “Give it all to me!”

He grunted and groaned as he pumped his spunk into her. She urged him on, moaning about how hot it was. He hadn’t had to do anything, just let her have her way with him.

Overload

He lay there, eyes closed. His cock slipped from her sheath. She lay on top of him, still pinning his hands to the bed. He opened his eyes to find her looking at him. There was a warm, wet feeling in her pussy.

“That was a hell of a lot of cum. Feel better?”

He nodded.

“How long till you think you can get it up again?” she asked.

The guy snorted.

“I’m not a teenager anymore, I’m thirty-two. It’s been a while since I was with a woman. And you drained my balls. Your guess is as good as mine.”

“That you did! My little pussy can’t hold so much cum. Feel like taking a break?”

“I’m gonna have to!”

The woman got up laughing and sat in the hotel’s chair. She picked up her phone from the desk and poked around with it. After a few minutes, he got up and went into the bathroom. She heard him have a pee, flush, and then wash his hands.

“We forgot to use a condom!” he said, holding up a package when he returned.

“Shit! Well, I’m on the Pill. The condoms are for health.”

“Got it.”

Lick it good

He sat on the bed and they made small talk. The conversation revolved around their conferences and careers. She didn’t feel like bringing up relationships unless he did.

She felt she was a normal woman who wasn’t interested in one-night stands, despite what had happened. This was evident by her rules and insisting on not knowing each other’s names. What she said in the bar was true – she needed to “blow off some steam.”

“Feel like you can rise to the occasion now?” she asked a bit later.

“We can try.”

“I’d love you to use your tongue on me again. Your oral skills are great!”

“Sure, let’s try a variation on that though.”

“Sixty-nine?”

“No. Lie on the bed on your stomach, hips at the edge of the bed.”

She gave him a look, unsure of what he planned to do.

“You’re not going to spank me or anything weird like that, are you?”

“Only if you want me to.”

“No thank you!” she said as she lay down.

He sat on the floor and massaged her ass. She liked this and relaxed. He traced the line of her crack with his finger, from top to bottom. She let out a gasp. Then he spread her ass cheeks apart. Leaning forward, he touched his tongue to her puckered rear hole.

“What are you doing?” she asked. “Oh…”

The initial taste in analingus is never gourmet. It isn’t with mouth-to-genital contact, either. He must’ve figured that since he’d never see her again, why not try this? She’d already proved that her pussy was clean, and hoped her friend would find that her back door was, too.

She began to moan with delight at this new sensation. Encouraged, he began to be bolder. He reached under her hips and began to massage her clit while he tongued her ass. She moaned heavily at the way he slathered his tongue on her back door. Then he moved to lick her perineum and moved back and forth between it and her back door. Both were wet with his spit.

“That feels fucking amazing!” she exclaimed.

“Yeah, if you’re clean and you get over the mental thing, it’s a blast. Did you know that the part of the body with the most nerve endings after clit and cock is your asshole?”

“No! Oh, my god, that feels awesome.”

He now had two fingers inside her pussy and one massaging her puckered back door. She moaned at the combination and began to move her hips. Once she got used to the feeling of his finger at her ass, he slipped it into the first knuckle. There was no problem with that, so he slid it into the second knuckle. She had no problem with that, either.

She made a huge gasp as he stuck his finger inside. Slowly, he began to move his fingers in and out of her pussy and asshole. She moaned loudly.

“What you do to me!” she said.

Sensing she was good with all this, he began to pick up speed with his fingers. Soon he was pumping them in and out of her pussy and asshole. He extended a finger from her pussy to rub her clit. She began to pant and heave like crazy now as her orgasm approached.

“I’m cumming! Fuck! Yeah! Do me!”

She bucked her hips, trying to fuck the mattress. He tried to get her off, but with the motion of her hips, it was no use. He couldn’t keep his fingers in place. Her moaning and humping slowed.

He slid his fingers from her cunt and rubbed her clit gently. Her breath came deep and steady. He eased his finger from her ass. She lay still for several minutes, legs spread wide.

Her true colors

She got up, turned around, and sat on the bed. She felt like devouring him sexually. Reaching for the side table, she grabbed a little bottle of lubrication.

“Stand up. That was fucking amazing, and you’re gonna pay for making me cum like that. I don’t care if you end up with balls the size of peanuts! I’m gonna drain you.”

She pulled him closer to her by his balls. Then she started to tug on his rod insistently. At first, getting a response from his cock was like trying to get water from a rock. At last, his pecker began to show signs of life.

Now, she began to turn into a cruel mistress. With a stern look on her face, she told him what she going to do to him. She told him he was going to spray his cum all over her. He’d succumb to her and have nothing left. With talk like that, what else could happen? He got hard.

She poured some lube into her hand and massaged it into his cock, getting it nice and slick. The strength of his erection so soon after cumming seemed to surprise him. She twisted her hand in a corkscrew motion as she jerked him, keeping a firm grip. She determined not just to make him cum, but to drain him dry! His moans encouraged her. She spoke in whispers.

“Come on baby, give me all your cum. Let mama have it all. I’m gonna milk your cock so your spunk squirts all over me. It’s been a long time since I’ve decorated myself with sperm.”

Her words turned him on and she knew it. When they’d entered the hotel room she was standoffish. Now she talked about milking him! He had begun moaning as he approached an intense orgasm. She sensed this and began to massage his balls.

“Oh, yeah! You’re getting close, aren’t you? Come on, you can shoot your load all over mama. Your big, heavy load of precious white cream will feel so good on me!” she whispered.

That did it, and he lost it.

“Oh, god!” he moaned, his knees buckling for a moment.

“Uh-huh! You can’t take much more, can you? Are you gonna spray your spunk, baby? Spray it all over mama?” she said in a louder voice.

“Ugh!” he moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head.

“Yeah, shoot it for me,” she whispered. “Let me feel it. Show me how much cum you got, baby. Let mama have it. Give it all to me!”

He gave a loud groan, and his cock erupted. She squealed in delight as the warm liquid sprayed and squirted on her. Her hands worked on him in double-time, tugging and rubbing.

He sank to the floor in a crumpled heap. After two intense orgasms not far apart, he was done, limp. She felt like she should hang him up to dry.

She had a big smile on her face and droplets and streaks of cum on her. It had sprayed on her boobs, neck, and stomach. She was proud of herself.

“That was quite the load!” she said.

“I’m drained.”

“Yes, you are, thanks to mama’s handiwork. Didn’t anyone tell you mama knows what she’s doing?”

“Nope.”

All she wrote

She got up and went into the bathroom. He stretched out on the floor, toast. She went to have a pee and to wipe the cum from her body.

“I’m sorry to tell you this, but it’s after eleven. Time to go to bed.”

“Mind if I…” he began.

“No, you can’t. This mama sleeps alone when she’s just met someone.”

“Do you have kids?”

She laughed. “Nope, no kids.”

She took a pajama top and bottoms from her suitcase. Her friend took the hint and started to get dressed.

“Thanks for a great night. I learned some things about myself,” she said.

“Like what?”

“Like I’m interested in exploring anal play more. And it was a big rush being dominant toward you. It was a spotaneous thing.”

“So that was on the spur of the moment?”

“Yeah! I’ve never done anything like that in my life!”

“You oughta explore that side of you more! It’s said that women like taking charge once they get into it.”

“Hm. You’re probably right.”

“Thanks. Nice to have some fun with you,” he said as he unlocked the door.

“Good night!”

He shut the door behind him. What a night!

Fly me to the moon

The next day didn’t begin well. When she arrived at the airport, she learned her flight had been delayed several hours. The airline offered free airfare to anyone who took an alternate flight. She took the offer.

When she boarded the other flight, it was booked solid. She walked down the aisle, watching the seat numbers on the luggage bins. After she located her seat number, she did a double-take. There in the seat next to hers was the man from the previous night!

“Hello, stranger! Going my way?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Are you going to Phoenix or going all the way to L.A.?”

“L.A. guy here,” he replied. “I’m going to L.A. too!”

Needless to say, some official introductions were in order.