Cathy is an old friend, a former lover, a great friend.
We agreed to meet in Washington for a drink, just to say hello. Our friendship had gone on for so much longer.
When I arrived in the hotel, she wasn't there, so I called her. She said the bar is too busy, please come up to the room.
The door was ajar, I knocked lightly, went in, and shut and locked the door behind me. The only light was coming from the cityscape outside the window. As I came into the room, I was presented with the finest, tightest ass I could imagine, with those pretty eyes looking around. She was on all fours, naked on the bed. Her ass beckoning me.
We had been having foreplay for months. We spoke the same language. No words were necessary, she wanted to be fucked. Hard. Now. Her only goal was to end the evening senseless, the world forgotten. I slowly removed my clothes, making sure we maintained eye contact the whole time. Then a few moments of worship. Worship that ass with my lips and hands. So small, so tight, so wonderful. Hips fitting into my hands just right. A firm grip, and my cock buried into her pussy. As the rhythm grew faster, my grip tightened on her hips, the slapping of hips on ass the only music for our passion. Slow down to run my hands up and down her back, the perfect figure. Fucking her is a fantasy come true for me.
But her fantasy was not just to be fucked. The tease was there. She broke the silence, "Fuck my ass!" She wanted my cock in her ass. I teased her ass with the tip of my cock, and a stream of lube. Pressing lightly. Teasing. As she wiggled her ass, I pressed harder, slipping the head in. Pause.... feel the sensation. Press again, and slide all the way in. Hold there, as we speak to each other again, passionate moans. Slide out, then back in. Build up speed, holding her fine ass in my hands.