Here in the Dar

She knew her company always had these HR Conferences out of town. This made things so much easier for the departments to get real business conducted because no other interruptions would interfere with an off campus get together that wasn't inter-departmental. This was why she knew it would be the perfect encounter.

It happened to be in a city not far from where he lived, so travel wouldn't be an issue.

Her instructions were simple. Meet at her hotel at 7:30 sharp. The door would be open, but only until 7:02. If he didn't walk through the door of Room 824 by 7:02 pm on Monday night, he would miss the only opportunity she would ever give, to him or anyone else.

He wasn't about to let that happen.

They'd never seen each other, never talked on the phone, only chatted online on an app. Despite all of that, he couldn't pass this up. She was smart, sexy, looking for a bit of adventure, and most of all, she had very similar sexual ideas, or was at least open to his ideas. He was, likewise, reciprocal in this endeavor.

The full instructions explicitly stated that they would never speak, never see each other, and never discuss the event afterward. He had agreed, even though he would give just about anything to see this fireball naked with just heels on.

He arrived at exactly 6:55 and decided to wait down the hall on the eighth floor, as inconspicuous as possible. He was watching and waiting for the door to open. Several groups of people walked past him on the way to the elevator barely glancing his way as they passed.

He was in the clear.

Another three minutes passed by as he stood intently waiting on the door. It was like watching water drip. Painful.

As he counted down the remaining two minutes, he checked himself to make sure he was presentable, but then realized nobody was going to see him, and he would never see her, so he resigned to checking his phone messages.

At precisely 6:59, the text "dinged" on his phone. The message simply read, "ENTER", as he heard the door open.

He quickly glanced down the hall, but she was already back in the room.

He walked down to the door, quietly entered and closed the door behind him just in time to hear the shower start.

He saw the light go out under the bathroom door, and he immediately began stripping down and tossing his clothes on the chair by the mini-fridge. He had a bit of trouble finding his way because now, it was pitch black in the room.

He felt his way past the wall and the small door just before the bathroom door that held extra towels, blankets, probably an iron, and an assortment of other necessities stored in that closet.

He quietly opened the bathroom door, but didn't utter a sound.

He knew that she knew he was on the way.

She felt the whoosh of cold air brush over her as he opened the door, even though the hot water was the perfect temperature for an intimate "silent greeting" shower.

Neither of them had a clue as to the size or height of the other, and not being allowed to talk could have made it awkward.

It was not awkward. It was the most natural, exhilarating, sensual first time meeting either of them had ever had.

He stepped into the shower and she instantly grabbed him and pulled him to her. He could feel the top of her head on his chin as she buried her face into his chest.

He quickly grabbed her ass with one hand and her neck with his other as he raised her head up to meet his.

Her lips passionately slid across and up his bearded jaw until she found his lips. They locked lips and began a tongue dance as they moaned and sucked and kissed.

Her hands reached around to find his ass as she grabbed him and pulled him tightly. She could feel that his cock was solid as it rubbed against her soft belly and she longed to take him into her mouth and feel him fill it. She would have to wait just a bit.

They continued kissing and fondling each other. She was smooth and silky, with the help of a little body wash.

He wanted to pick her up and turn her upside-down so that they were in a vertical sixty nine, but with all the water and soap, he decided against it.

Suddenly, she dropped to her knees and cupped his balls with one hand and began kissing his cock as she grabbed his ass with her other hand.

He stood rigid and erect almost immediately as she made sensual love to his center of attention.

She moaned with a deep lust in her throat as she took his cock into her mouth and pulled it out, then slid her tongue along the underside down to his balls.

She paused only long enough to pump some body wash into her hand, and she was back to focusing on his manhood. She washed his cock through each of her fingers then around her wrist. She squeezed her hands around his balls as he moaned, but never spoke a word, as was the agreement.

She spent the better part of ten minutes lavishly but deliberately massaging his cock and balls. Occasionally, she would reach between his legs and slide a finger behind his ballsack and smoothly into his ass. She could feel his cock physically growing as she did this.

Once she had thoroughly washed his cock, balls, ass, and generally his whole lower torso, she began utilizing her oral skills on his cock and balls.

As she continued sucking and kissing him, he held her head in his hands and gently played with her hair. It felt magnificent to be ravished by her. He could feel his pulse raising as she worked to get him up and down, edging him ever so slightly. She did not want him to think she was teasing him, but she couldn't say anything either, due to her own rule of no speaking. This presented an interesting quandary. Since they had never been together, even in a non sexual setting, neither of them were able to articulate what the other could or should do to enhance their own or the other's pleasure. They could exude moans, groans, and deep guttural sounds, but anything resembling speech was off limits.

The mission was to extend the pleasure session as long as possible before moving to the next phase. It seemed simple, however, limited communication made it difficult.

She looked up momentarily to see what his reaction was. Of course she mentally slapped her own forehead when she realized it was completely pitch black inside the bathroom shower. She couldn't even see her own hand in front of her face.

He sensed a change, so he felt his way down until he found her shoulders and eased her up until she stood still.

He lowered his hand down between her legs and rubbed her slick shaved pussy slightly before dropping down under her and between her legs so that she almost lost her balance as he slid in between them. She quickly grabbed the closest side of the shower wall and steadied herself.

He was now on a mission to bring her to a boil. He utilized every move he'd ever made to elicit a moan from a woman.

He moaned as he pressed his lips against her sweet pussy and licked the entire length from front to back, top to bottom. Meanwhile, his fingers began roving in and out of her slit as he used his thumb to press on her clit.

A deep moan came from somewhere deeper within her.

This was the encouragement he needed. He began circling his lips around her clit, but never touching it directly. He began slowly and methodically, using his fingers to open her lips occasionally before returning to circle again.

She was panting and her hips were gyrating as his thick fingers delicately massaged her center of attention. Her mind was going crazy now with the sensation of his fingers, his tongue, and the complete darkness they were enveloped in as the warm water covered her shoulders and sent a tingling down her back. She was finding it difficult to stand.

When she was moaning and completely in another world, he timed his next move like clockwork.

He increased the speed of his rotations with his fingers, then spread her lips back so that her clit was fully exposed. Quickly he used his tongue and darted directly on her bare clit.

She gasped and screamed in the same breath. It was more than she could take and she began cumming in a flooded mixture of creamy cum and steamy water.

He drank in her fluid and continued flicking and darting his tongue directly on her clit.

She tried to pull away but his strong hands grasped the sides of her hips and drove his mouth and lips and tongue directly into her.

He continued to overstimulate her and would not let her go. She erupted a second and a third time within two minutes as he held her in place to service her sweet sensation.

Her hips bucked and gyrated and lunged back and forth as she half tried and failed to remove herself from this massive onslaught of sensation and stimulation.

She was just about to pass out from the ecstasy as her head spun and she began flailing to keep her balance.

He quickly scooped her up in his arms, opened the shower, stepped out, felt his way through and carried her to the bed.

Then, he quickly went back to the shower and turned off the water, returned to the bed and lay next to her.

She lay heaving and trying to catch her breath and calm herself.

He stroked her hair and caressed her scalp, lovingly using the tips of his fingers. He traced out her face and followed down to the nape of her neck where he began kissing her behind her ear, moaning, but never uttering a single word.

As he focused on her neck, she began caressing his chest. He was hairy, very hairy. This was icing on the cake for her.

She allowed her hands to explore down further to his belly and then his belly button and finally reached his cock.

He was still hard from the shower, but she couldn't help but notice that he was hairy around his cock, which made her mouth twitch slightly as she bit her bottom lip. She couldn't wait to attach her mouth to his thick cock and feel his hair tingling her face. The lust was thick in the dark night air.

As she began to reposition herself, laying her head on him just below his belly stomach, his hand never left her hair, constantly touching her as she moved her head down. He wasn't forcing her head down, she was eager to explore his manhood with her lips and mouth. She loved sucking cock, especially one attached to a man who had made her cum three times without ever letting up.

He was mesmerized by her determination. She grabbed the base of his cock and angled it up and toward her mouth.

She began by using only the tip of her tongue to encircle his fat mushroom head, slowly at first. She used her other hand to cup his balls and gently squeeze them as she tongued him delicately. Next, she used her lips to create a vacuum as she sucked down the length of his thick warm cock. He tasted so good. She could feel his pulse beating as she continued sucking and squeezing him. She could feel his hips move slightly underneath her and she knew she was making progress.

She decided to take a chance and reposition herself once more, this time down between his legs.

Now he could barely touch the top of her head as she pressed his legs upward so that he was in a crouching position, but lying on his back.

Now she used her tongue to slide from the tip of his cock down between the folds of his ass. She had just cleaned his entire body, in preparation for this in particular, so she was zeroing in on his most sensitive and least touched area. Her tongue danced and swirled and darted all around his anus and balls, back up to his cock where she engulfed his entire dick a few times.

He was moaning and groaning. She could feel the tension rising as she could feel his anus pucker up when she hit his sweet spot. She used all of her spit to completely coat his lower torso. His cock, balls, and entire underside were slick with her saliva. She worked herself into a frenzy sucking and slurping and licking him into oblivion. His mind was reeling as his eyes rolled back in his head.

She worked faster and tighter with her mouth and hands to bring him up to the point of no return.

He couldn't hold out any longer as he gave one final grunt and came like an earthquake deep into the back of her throat. She sucked it all down, but kept milking his cock and massaging his balls. He started to push her away, but he knew what she had in mind. This was revenge. Sexual revenge. In sexual revenge, both parties win. Neither can lose. She wanted to overstimulate him and he didn't want to stop cumming. She attached herself to his meatsicle like it was air she needed for breathing.

His natural scent was intoxicating as she breathed in his manhood through her nostrils as he filled her mouth.

He gave her face the ride of her life as he bucked and heaved and strained to pretend get away, but he never pushed her away.

She was mesmerized by the power surrounding her. His meaty muscular thighs, his legs and his thick hard cock gave her a sense of empowerment, not found anywhere else that she'd experienced before.

He began exploding in her mouth again, still bucking, her head still attached to his cock, and soon she became light headed.

A slight sickening moan escaped her mouth and he sensed it immediately.

He pried her mouth from his still hard cock and sat up in the bed.

Still not speaking, he gathered her in his arms and placed her on the edge of the bed to where he had better access to manipulate her body toward the next phase.

He reached under her legs and grabbed his hands together behind her as he lifted her off the bed. He almost dropped her, but was able to steady himself holding her in a chair like position as he walked her over to the wall.

He simultaneously set her against the wall and entered her wet, waiting entrance, balls deep on the first initial thrust.

She let out an audible mouth opened moan as her head went back against the wall. They were both beyond foreplay, they were "there" and not looking back.

He pounded her defenseless pussy without mercy, her head banging against the wall. She held fast with her arms around his neck, hands clasped together, as he plummeted into her at the rate of 120 bpm. He used this tactic to help control his cock as he counted out the measures in 4:4 time.

The lyrics to 'Bad Romance' leapt off the screen into his brain as he focused on pounding her to the rhythm and beat of the song.

She took the pounding willingly and invitingly allowed his driving force to penetrate her determination to please him and herself mutually.

He somehow sensed her head pounding against the wall and regained his whereabouts in the pitch black darkness.

He was able to walk her over, making a valiant effort to continue thrusting her, and placed her on the long bathroom sink counter. This enabled her to lean back and steady herself as he took full advantage of her openness to pulverize her wet accommodating pussy. She made a feeble attempt to maintain a mental understanding of her position, which she had longed for previously, but fell short as her eyes rolled back and she began to orgasm uncontrollably.

Likewise, he lost all sense of direction. He only was able to recognize the need to hold her steady as his prick pounded her. He was on par with her orgasm as he erupted with her. He continued thrusting as she skillfully utilized her vaginal muscles to squeeze his cock and overstimulate his already sensitive cockhead.

They were uncontrollable and beyond recognizing their surroundings or the knock at the door.

He continued drilling her deeply as she had one orgasm after another.

The knocking continued.

Once he had emptied his balls, she slowed her speed until his limp cock was removed from her.

Again he lifted her from the sink and lay her on the bed, then fell in a heap next to her.

She wasn't finished.

She waited a few moments before getting up and positioning herself, kneeling on the floor next to him lying on the bed. She took his limp member into her mouth. The knocking had ceased, but neither of them were aware.

She could taste their juices as she swallowed his cock down to his balls and began slurping and sliding her mouth and tongue along and over his rising cock.

Although his energy was spent, his libido was not.

Once he was fully erect, he quickly got off the bed and straddled her face. Her position was servant and accommodating as she opened her mouth and allowed him to facefuck her. He held her head and slowly penetrated her mouth. As he built up speed, she placed her hand up and slightly pushed him away.

She quickly got up and lay on her back on the short side of the bed with her head hanging over the side, mouth open and waiting anxiously.

She grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled his rigid cock back into her mouth.

He caught on quickly and began sliding into and half out of her mouth. Her manipulative energy continued to grow him inside her mouth. She had to adjust her head and jaws to accommodate him, which wasn't easy from her position, upside-down and laying on her back, but she was determined to get one more fucking out of him before she wore him out completely.

She was able to excite him right up to the precipice. It took some doing, but now he was rock hard, continuing to plow into the back of her throat.

Finally, she decided, it was time.

She reached around with her left hand and steadied his cock by grabbing him by his balls. In this fashion, she was able to manipulate, turn, lead, or control him however she wanted.

He stood stiff, unsure of her intentions. He didn't have to wait long. She held his balls and pulled herself up off the bed and quickly switched places with him.

She pushed him back on the bed, laying on his back with his ass just at the edge of the side of the bed. Next, she lowered her head and sucked his cock one last time while grabbing his long legs and pushing them up in the air, as if he were sitting on a chair, except his back was on the bed.

Once she felt confident that he was sufficiently hard and able to give her what she craved, she stood up, turned around, and sat down as his stiff cock disappeared deep into her pussy. Her upper torso was bent slightly, her tits hanging forward as she placed her hands behind her and on his thighs to steady herself as well as utilize them for momentum to bounce vehemently on his cock. She thought it might be called a reverse Amazon. She had never seen it done in any video or story she had read, and she was amazed that she was able to make it work. Incidentally, this position enabled him to penetrate her even deeper. Also, in this position, she could feel every bump, vein, and contour of his magnificent cock. She savored this feeling and recorded it in her mind for replaying on loop the next time she would masturbate.

He was amazed at the creativity this woman produced. He had never been in this position with a woman, or even imagined that this was a possible position for deep penetrating sex. He strained to see if he could make out any form or outline of her body, but with the lights off and absolutely zero light in the room, he would have to settle for using his imagination. In this position, his cock was super sensitive and he was able to feel her vaginal muscles as she slid up and down his hard pole.

Once she was in full stride and pounding down on his cock, he wished he had a view of her from the front where he would be able to see her tits bouncing hard to match her ass plummeting down on him. Again, he would be forced to use his imagination, which was strong at this point. He could feel himself getting close to yet another orgasm. This one would last long and might actually end in pain since he had already cum so many times tonight that he had lost track.

She was in her own world of bliss and ecstacy as she mindlessly fucked his rigid pussy destroyer. She was completely unaware that her muscles were on auto, deeply massaging his cock as he was quickly cumming to a boil.