It was Saturday afternoon and she finally had a weekend to herself. She had spent the morning doing her usual chores and running errands, but she also spent a nice amount of her morning pampering herself. Washing her hair, shaving her legs and well other parts of her body. Moisturising, making her skin feel lovely and silky smooth. Drying her hair she realised she was still to decide on her outfit for the night, even though she knew she wouldn't be wearing it for that long. Looking at all of her sexiest pieces laid out on the bed before her, there it was jumping out at her. The red set, yes tonight was definitely going to be a red set kind of night.
As she dressed in the lacy push up bra, the tiny barely there string bottoms, and the suspenders attached to her thigh high fishnet stockings, she couldn't help but feel sexy as all hell. Hunting around she found her red lipstick that was the exact same shade. Perfection. She was looking forward to seeing the colour on his cock later. She slipped into her favourite little black dress, pulled on her thigh high boots and gave herself one last approving look over. Grabbing her overnight bag, she locked the door and headed to the hotel to check in.
***
God she only saw him a few days earlier, why was she so damn nervous, at least it was excited nervous. She skipped over to the door when she heard the knocking. Noticing herself in the full length mirror as she passed it, yeah, she'd tap that she thought to herself.
"Who is it?" she giggled through the door.
"Jesus babe, who do you think it is?" he laughed back at her.
As she opened the door his second "Jesus babe," came out more as a moan.
"You like?" she asked as she gave him a little twirl. She was no longer wearing the dress or the boots.
"What a greeting." He murmured as his hands went straight to her arse and his lips went straight to her cleavage.
"Behave my Mofo, plenty of time for that, here have a drink." She grabbed both glasses of champagne from the little table near the door and handed him one. Turning and walking into the room, she could feel his eyes on her arse. She tried not to chug her entire drink in one go.
"Now, come and sit." As he headed to the couch to the side of the bed, she grabbed his hand.
"No, not there baby, I have a special seat for you over here." He kinda hadn't even noticed the random dining style chair sitting in the middle of the room.
"Oh, my Milf, what am I in for?" he asked, as she sat him down, went behind him and pulled his shirt over his head.
"Oh just a little bit of fun, my Mofo." She whispered in his ear as she expertly tied his arms behind his back and to the chair with one of her soft silk scarfs.
"Comfortable?" she purred.
"Well I could do with a bit more of that drink."
"I think I can accommodate that." She slowly tipped the glass to his lips, purposely spilling a little bit down his chin and onto his chest.
"Oops, silly me, let me clean that up." Moving his legs apart and standing between them, she lent over and licked the liquid from his skin. As he started straining on his constraints he knew he was in for epic tease.
She noticed that his hands weren't the only part of him that had started straining. As she climbed onto him and straddled his lap, grinding on him, she could feel him getting larger. She reached in between their legs and slowly unzipped his pants, enjoying the feeling of their underwear between them. Before she got him too worked up she quickly jumped off him and went and got the little Bluetooth speaker she bought with her.
"You thought of everything didn't you my Milf."
She smiled as she scrolled through her playlist. She wasn't sure he was going to like her 'oldie' music, but she didn't care. This part was really about her anyway, he was just here to enjoy the show.
Her hips automatically started swaying as she sauntered back over to him. She noticed that somehow he had kicked his shoes off. She loved how he couldn't keep his eyes off her as she made her way back behind him.
"Enjoying yourself?" she asked as she slid her hands down his body. Nibbling on his ear all he could do was moan. She moved back around to the front of him and pulled his pants down and off. Squatting between his legs she grabbed the band of his underwear and painfully, slowly teased him before removing them as well, completely releasing his hard on. Without a thought she forcefully licked up the underside of his shaft, kissing the top of his knob.
Still moving to the music she climbed up, placing both feet on the chair on either side of his legs, giving him a very nice close up of her smooth pussy.
"Babe, please. I need to put my mouth on you." He ached.
"Only because you said please." She pulled aside her panties and put her pussy right to his mouth, where he feverishly started licking her. Grabbing the back of his head she groaned and moved into him. Moving back, allowing him to breath, he murmured, "Oh my God my Milf, you are so wet."
"See what you do too me." She said as she slid back down his body, guiding his rock hard cock into her pussy. Only riding him for a few seconds she moved herself back in between his legs.
"Fuck, you're killing me here." Though he wasn't really complaining as she took his cock completely into her mouth. There was something about tasting herself off him that drove her crazy. It was like the taste and the scent made her suck him even harder. She was right, she enjoyed seeing her red lipstick on him. Leaving a little territorial mark on him. As she looked up at him, he saw it, the evil little glint in her eye.
"Oh God, what are you up too now?" he asked.
"Oh nothing." She giggled as she got up and went to the little bar fridge, grabbing out the champagne bottle. Taking a large swig from the bottle and holding the drink in her mouth, she bent over in front of him again with her arse up high in the air. She again wrapped her mouth around his firm member. As the bubbles tingled his sensitive skin, she could feel his whole body shiver. It was at this point she reached behind him and released the scarf. Instantly his hands were behind her undoing her bra and slipping it off her. Before she even had a chance to swallow the rest of the champagne, he had her on the floor turned around, arse in the air, ramming her pussy from behind.
"But I didn't make you cum!" she exclaimed.
"Oh babe, you are definitely going to make me cum."
Pumping into her harder and harder her hands started searching the floor for something to hold onto, she put her face into the carpet as she started to scream.
"Fuck babe, I'm cumming now." He groaned.
"No!" she said as she pulled off him, wrapping her mouth around his cock just as he exploded. They could both feel his load hit the back of her throat promptly making them both collapse on the floor, entangled in each other.
***
"Nice view." He stated.
"Was that a statement or a question?" she asked, considering she was leaning over the edge of the balcony, knowing her arse was peeking out from under his shirt, she wasn't too sure.
"Both." He said, handing her a fresh glass of the champagne.
"I have beer there too, grab yourself one of those instead."
"Oh babe, you really did think of everything."
"By the way, you're not too bad yourself." She yelled into him. Walking around in his underwear she couldn't help but admire how good his body was. She enjoyed relaxing with him, they didn't get a chance to do it too often.
"What are you doing over there? Besides teasing me, bring that butt over here." He said, sitting back down and dragging her over to him.
"Hang on, let me take these off." She said as she pulled off the stockings and suspenders.
"Why don't we take these off too." He grinned as he took off her panties, before pulling her back onto his lap, making her straddle him.
As she kissed his neck and they started passionately making out, she could feel his hard on slowly growing again. She started grinding on him rougher. He reached between them, pulled his semi out and held it inside her. She started moving up and down on him, feeling him grow, "Should we really be doing this out here? What if someone can see us?" she moaned.
"Well maybe we should give them a show." He said, flipping her around without ever letting his cock leave her. Wrapping her legs behind him, he stood up and carried her to the railing. Roughly penetrating her, she knew he could feel her muscles tighten around his cock. He slowed down his pace, making her feel every inch of him. She put her legs back down, squeezing them together making her pussy tighten around him further.
As he continued to thrust deep inside her, she could feel the orgasm taking over her body. As he quickened his pace back up, he ran his fingertips down her arms sending her nerve endings into overdrive.
"Baby, I'm cumming... Baby, baby.." she panted.
"I know honey, fuck your pussy feels so good."
"FUCK!" She called out, quickly covering her mouth with her own hand. All of a sudden she squirted all over his cock and her juices ran over his balls and down between her thighs.
He held her as she rode out her orgasm, her legs having turned into complete jelly.
"Cum for me babe." She grunted, just loud enough for him to hear. It was all that he needed. He came into her hard. She loved how he had obviously been holding back until she was completely pleasured.
She turned to face him, grabbed his face and kissed him deeply.
"Let's go test out that shower hey." She said, pulling him back inside.
***
She had no idea how they managed not to shag in the shower. Lathering each other up and running their hands over every millimetre of each others bodies had been such a turn on. Slithering all over each other. While they were in the shower they had decided to go dancing.
"Are you sure they'll let me in?" he questioned.
"Believe me Mofo, you're with me, they'll let you in. Besides, you look great."
"Not as great as you." He murmured, standing behind her, running his hands over the black material hugging her arse.
"Are you going to let me finish getting ready." She giggled as she lent into the mirror further, reapplying her lipstick.
"Not if your going to keep sticking your arse into me like that." He laughed back.
