We meet in the lobby of a very expensive hotel. Our eyes meet and we smile shyly to each other. I gesture to the elevator and you follow. I make sure we are the only two in the elevator and push the button for the penthouse. Standing close to you I can smell your perfume, but I want a closer smell so I lean down and nuzzle your neck, drawing a giggle from you.
You're ticklish and try to squirm away from me, but I don't want you going anywhere so I put my hands on your hips and hold you firmly between me and the wall, and lean in to kiss your neck. The feeling of my lips against your skin elicits a sigh from you, and you relax and melt against my body. Your acceptance turns me on and it's then that you notice the bulge in my pants pushing against you. I nuzzle your neck and gently bite it, sucking on it, determined to leave a mark, a sign of this encounter. I work my way up your neck to under your ear, and flick my tongue on it, breathing heavily into your ear. You are also breathing harder now, knowing how worked up I've gotten just from touching you, and from the excitement of this feeling of lust that is building up inside of you.
You can feel a warmth growing inside and a wetness as I grind against you. You respond by spread your leg so that you can grind back against my thigh, rubbing that spot that is demanding ever increasing attention. I don't have to hold you in place anymore and my hand leaves your hips to wrap around your waist, my other hand coming up and holding your neck and I pull your head back. I look into your eyes for a moment and you can see the lust there. You know that once you're inside my room you're going to be used, and experience a kind of passion that you've missed for so long. You want it and you welcome it. I can see it in your eyes and that's when I kiss you hard, working my tongue against yours as your moan, grinding hard, pressing your body against mine. You're so hot and worked up, you could almost cum with only a little more grinding. *DING* The elevator doors opens....
*DING* The elevator door opens and I reluctantly release you from the wall, but I keep one hand on your ass. You take a moment to recover from the dizzying ride up, your head spinning from the heat of the kiss and warmth in your pants. My room is at the far end of the hall, and I gently guide you out of the elevator with my hand still firmly attached to your ass, squeezing it with my strong hands.
By the time we get to the door I already have my key out and unlock it. In one grand motion I open the door and motion you inside. The room is very big, with a huge central room and balcony, overlooking the city. You can't help but wander over to it and take in the breathtaking view. I allow you a moment to take it in. I was impressed when I first saw it too. After a moment however, my lust overwhelms my patience and I want you in my bed, moaning beneath me.
I walk over to you and put my hand directly on your crotch, rubbing where your most sensitive spot is. Your attention automatically snaps back to me and I look at you and whisper for you to follow me. I guide you to the bedroom with my hand never leaving from between your legs. The bedroom is a work of art, with a huge wooden bed with huge bedposts on each corner, with detailed designs carved into each one. Of course you don't notice much of that because as soon as we're in the room I pick you up and drop you onto the bed, pinning you down with my body as I repeat what we did in the elevator, grinding on you while I smother my mouth to yours, running my tongue all over yours. You haven't cooled down much and in no time you're feeling flutters in your stomach from the heat of the moment. I roll us over so you're on top and you quickly move down my body, a naughty smile on your face, running your hands over my chest and stomach as you make your way down to what you've been dying to see, and get your hands and mouth on.
With a smile I lay back and let you have what you want. Your hands work quickly on my belt and pants, unzipping them with practiced ease. You can't stand the anticipation as you pull down the last barrier between you and your target. Your eyes glaze as you see it, and you unconsciously lick your lips. It's already fully erect from all the playing we've done, and it's slightly bigger than average, more than enough to drive you wild. You place one hand on it and lick the tip, tasting it. It tastes so good, and it's going to feel even better in your mouth. Satisfied, you put your entire mouth on my cock, eager to run your tongue over it and feel it throb in your mouth. I let out a loud moan of pleasure. Damn your good. Pleased with my response, you suck my cock with enthusiasm, closing your eyes as you get lost in the absolute lust of being so wanton. I run my fingers through your hair and gently tug to the rhythm you've set. The wet sounds of your expert blow job echo loudly in the bedroom, and it turns us both on even more. Your other hand is working my balls, massaging them, trying to coax out a big load of cum. I can feel them tighten even as you work them. God you are amazing. After a few minutes of this I know I'm fighting a losing battle trying to restrain my first orgasm. In between moans I let you know that I'm about to cum, and in response you suck even harder and faster, determined to make me lose my control. Showing me your best move, you completely swallow my cock, and that's all it takes. I hold the back of your head still as I cum, pumping wave after wave into your mouth. You swallow like a pro, not letting anything escape. You're impressed by how much there is. Oh my god! I am finally spent and you move up beside me. You tell me that you knew you could do it. I smile at you, impressed and determined not to be outdone. Now it's your turn I tell you as I move down on you. Mmmmm.....you smile at my eagerness to return the favor....