"I'm cumming," Anna moaned into the pillow. Our hotel room was dark, illuminated only by the glow from the two Disney theme parks, hotel pool, and path lights several stories below us. The dim lighting was enough for me to enjoy watching her round ass flex against me while she came for the second time this round, the fourth tonight.
My cock could feel every inch of her. Every pulse of her orgasm begged me to fill her with my thick cum again. Her walls grasped at me as I fucked her from behind. She was on her knees, presenting her sexy ass to me while her face was buried in the pillows, and her arms, bent at the elbow, gripped the bedsheets next to her. I groaned in near agony as I kept going, determined to extend her pleasure as long as possible. Her soft moans slowed as she came down from her high.
"Ugh, your cock is so fucking good," she groaned softly, attempting to recover from her body-shaking climax. All her words did was spur me on, making me pump into her harder than before. "Give me your load, Charlie. I want another one, please," she begged. Her soft, wet, and velvety walls pressed needles of pleasure into every inch of my substantial erection while I gripped her cheeks and pounded into her, and it was enough to send me careening into oblivion.
"So good," I grunted as the first spurt of cum left my cock, my muscles spasming with their release. She moaned with me like she often did when she felt me filling her up with my seed. I gave her everything I had before slowing down to rest, but I was too tired to move, so we stayed as we were for a moment. After two rounds, our bodies were covered in sweat and breathing heavily.
"That was hot, Charlie," she said in a sexy, totally-fucked-out voice. "God, I feel so good, it's like my whole body is tingling."
"I don't know about my whole body, but my dick is tingling. You were amazing, as always," I said, before bending down to brush her hair out of her face and kiss her cheek, my softening member still buried inside her.
"Mmm," she purred as I kissed her. "I love you, my Prince Charming," she whispered.
"I love you, Anna," I replied. She smiled, her teeth gleaming even in the dim light of the room.
"Mmmm, let's get some sleep, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. More to see that we don't have back home in California Adventure than today," she said, referencing the second Anaheim Disney Park we were visiting tomorrow. I pulled out of her and collapsed onto the bed next to her, but she stood up and walked to the bathroom. She pressed her thighs together while she walked, no doubt to keep from dripping our combined fluids across the carpet, but it had the effect of making her ass look even more heavenly than usual.
I heard the toilet flush a few moments later and she stepped out of the bathroom brushing her teeth. I took that as my cue to join her, grabbing my own Dopp kit and following her into the bathroom. We brushed our teeth together, standing naked in the bathroom together. I stepped up behind her and put my arm around her, her reflection in the mirror smiling back at me around her brush, a small portrait of domestic bliss. She returned to bed when she finished and I used the restroom before joining her under the covers, spooning her warm body, her soft skin feeling like heaven against my body. I kissed the back of her neck, she mumbled happily, and we drifted off to sleep.
***
When I awoke, Anna was already sitting up on her phone next to me, browsing emails. Her job happened when it happened, I reminded myself, and while the freedom must certainly be nice, she never did get to step away for too long.
"Good morning, beautiful," I said, pulling myself up to sit next to her and leaning in. She turned to kiss me. The morning light streamed through the open curtains. "What are you up to?" Her left hand found its way to my groin while she browsed.
"Just checking up on the world. Remember Cristina, from that lingerie company? She wants to have a quick interview with me about doing a campaign for them, and she apologized for it being a last-minute request because she wants a video chat tomorrow morning, is that alright with you?" Anna asked. My manhood, already mostly erect with morning wood, swelled to full mast as she began to lazily stroke me. I pulled the covers off to make it easier.
"Of course," I replied. She smiled and started typing a response one-handed, her other hand squeezing and relaxing alternately as she jerked me. I groaned softly. If this was how she wanted to take care of work, I wasn't going to argue.
"Also, Riviera already sent over a stack of edited photos from the first day of the shoot for me to post over the next month or two. There are already a couple of me on their Instagram page and my followers are still rising, I'm guessing because of that. If it keeps up at this rate, my OnlyFans might hit twenty-thousand subs before the end of the month." My cock twitched as she sped up and then slowed down, still primarily focused on her phone.
"Wow. I know it's a weird thing to be proud of, but I am. Keep up the good work," I grinned and kissed her again. She sent out the email to Cristina and opened her notetaking app to review something she'd listed there. I just sat and enjoyed the attention her hand was lavishing on my erection.
"I'm going to post that dance video with Michaela and Sophia tomorrow, and I've got a few more I shot as collabs before you got there that I'll put out over the next couple of weeks. I imagine that will help, too. Sophia has about as many followers as I do, and Michaela has more, so fingers crossed they like me and follow me, too." She switched to Instagram and messaged Michaela and Sophia to make sure that worked for their post schedule, all a little slower than usual due to being limited to one hand.
In the meantime, I felt a small amount of tension beginning to grow in my balls. Not enough to get off any time soon at the current rate, but not nothing, either. When she finished messaging them, she put her phone down, but instead of escalating her other activity, she stood up and left me on the bed, before looking back at me, eyes twinkling.
"Don't worry, Charlie, I'll be right back," she said. I watched the exaggerated swing of her sexy hips as she walked to the bathroom, returning almost immediately with something in her hand. Her perfect tits jiggled slightly with her footsteps as they stood proudly on her chest. When she got back to bed, instead of lying next to me, she crawled up between my legs.
"Don't worry about me this morning, alright? My vagina is still a little sore from last night, in the best possible way, but sore regardless. Let me just get you off before we get ready, okay?" she asked, not waiting for an answer. It seemed the item she brought back from the bathroom was a travel-sized bottle of lube, unused. She ripped off the plastic covering and opened the top, squirting some into her hand.
"Lube?" I asked, bemused. She smiled, dropping the bottle and rubbing her hands together in preparation.
"I got it when I grabbed my other toiletries for the trip, figured I'd never know if you'd want to fuck my tits or something, better to be prepared," she explained as though it was perfectly normal reasoning. I shook my head with a smile, or at least I was smiling until her hands touched my erection, the lube still cold. I jumped slightly and hissed out a breath.
"Cold," I muttered, and she laughed.
"I'll warm it up longer next time," she said with a grin, looking like she thought it was hilarious. I forgave her quickly as her hands began to stroke me, sliding up and down my newly slippery shaft. "Mmm, your cock is gorgeous," she complimented me, her eyes locked onto my manhood.
"Not half as sexy as every single part of you, I'd bet," I said. It was corny but I still didn't know how else to react. She blushed slightly, but smiled, choosing to not respond and focus solely on her hands as they twisted slightly on the up-and-down strokes. We sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sounds coming from the soft squelching of her lubed hands as they worked me up and down. My eyes roamed, alternately watching her hands work, her tits jiggling on her chest as she pumped me, or her smiling face. She seemed to be deriving plenty of actual satisfaction from just taking care of me, and the feeling that I was the luckiest man alive bounced around my head for what I was sure wasn't the last time that day.
"I love you, Anna," I said as she kept jerking, adding a little twist at the top of each stroke. Her smile widened, and she responded in kind.
"I love you," she said happily and leaned forward to kiss me briefly. She didn't break her rhythm at all. "Don't hold back, alright, Charlie? You can take your time with me tonight, this is just to hold you over, let it go when you're ready, okay?" she asked, in a caring, somewhat motherly tone that was somehow also extremely sexy. "Just let me see you cum for me," she added softly, watching my cock intently.
Her naturally talented hands wouldn't have to wait very long. I could feel the tension rapidly building, even as Anna lowered one of her slick hands to massage my sack while the other made long, deliberate strokes from base to tip. When I looked up at her, Anna was no longer watching her handiwork but was focused on my face. She smiled lovingly when I caught her eyes, both hands slowly but rhythmically trying to coax out the contents of my balls.
"You're amazing," I grunted, as my body began flexing gently, my breathing speeding up. I was getting close. Her smile widened.
