DISCLAIMER
This story is a work of fiction and the characters are either completely fictional or are fictional versions of their real selves. The events depicted are made up and any similarity to real life events is purely coincidental. This story is meant as a work of erotic fiction only and is not to be read by anyone under the age of 18.
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The Obstacle Course Bett 3: The Prize Winner
Starring Melissa Benoist
Codes: MF, Cons, Oral,
I leaned back on the bed of the hotel room as the Huskies v Trojans college football game was just finishing. The 'Elseworlds' crossover was being shown at a theatre in Seattle and Emily had arranged for me to join her. Sadly, my work commitments meant that I was going to arrive too late for the showing but she had arranged for a ride from the airport to her hotel for me. Emily failed to tell me of a Q&A and after party until it was too late so I sat on the bed in my boxer shorts awaiting for my lovers arrival.
The game had ended when my phone lit up with a message. It was a text from Emily. "I'm downstairs, be up in a minute. A glass of Prosecco wouldn't go amiss". I smiled before walking over to the mini bar and retrieving the bottle. I poured two glasses when I heard the door click.
"Took your time." I said I spun on my heels and was greeted by a girl who was decidedly not my girlfriend.
The equally hot blonde's hair was down with a wave through it. Her green/blue eyes shone in the limited artificial light of the hotel room but the brightness was heightened by her smile. She was clad in a dress that dropped low at the front to show off her cleavage and stopped short so her legs were on full display.
"Melissa, right? I don't think we've met."
"Got it right on both counts Matty boy." Melissa said as she closed the hotel room door and took a step forward. "I know I'm not Emily but I think I make an adequate replacement."
"Where is she? She text me to get a glass of Prosecco ready." I asked holding the glass up.
Melissa smiled again as she grabbed the glass from my hand and continued to walk towards the bed. She sipped at the glass as she looked around the room; seemingly exploring it. There wasn't too much about as it wasn't much of a suite. There was a lounge area, a bathroom and a bedroom with enough room a double bed and a cupboard; not much more.
"That was me, I'm afraid." Melissa said as she leaned down to undo her shoes. Her dress rode up a little to expose more of her legs. "Emily and I had a little wager and I'm afraid our little sexy little Canadian lost."
"What was the wager?" I asked as I drank from my own glass and continued to check out Melissa's fit little body.
"She bet me that she could get more people asking for an autographs than me. She didn't."
"So you win the bet. Well done!"
"I didn't just win the bet." Melissa said as she turned around to show the zipper on the back of her dress. "Be a darling and unzip me."
I walked closer to the blonde and I'm sure she wiggled her ass as she approached. The metal zipper shone as the light hit it and I was slid it slowly down her back. Melissa moaned as I did; she seemed to be getting into the mood. Her head was to the side and she kept a close eye on me as I moved the zipper down her back towards her ass.
"It's such a shame I promised not to kiss you. You look like you'd be a good kisser." Melissa said breaking the silence.
"I've not had too many complaints." I added as the zip reached the bottom.
"But plenty of moans I'm sure."
Melissa span back around to look at me, the dress sitting up as it slouched slightly around her shoulders. The smile had been replaced by more of a seductive look, one well suited for her face.
"Emily is more of a screamer." I commented as our eyes remained locked on each other.
"So am I."
Emily skid the dress down to her waist revealing her breasts. I'd seen them before on telly but they looked remarkable in front of me. Melissa beckoned me to her and I stopped in from of her; our lips mere millimetres apart. I knew what she had said about kissing so I learned my head to the left and started to kiss around her neck. This lead to some moans coming from the Supergirl actress and I heard the dress drop down onto the floor. I put my hands on her side, the shape of the breasts touching the bottom of my palms, and I slid them down to her hips. She was really getting into it as I took a bit of the skin from her neck and nipped at it.
"Mmm, nice but don't leave a mark."
"Where can I leave a mark?" I asked as my fingers reached the side of her thong.
I looked up to see Melissa biting her bottom lip. It was something she was considering for a moment. She looked around the room before her eyes fixed on something. The blonde let out a little laugh before walking over to the window and opening the curtains. We were on the twentieth floor so we had a decent view of the city. She looked at me over her shoulder and nodded for me to join her. As I reached her, Melissa had placed both hands on the window and sticking out her thong clad ass towards me.