God, I am feeling nervous. I am sitting in this hotel lounge, twirling my glass of scotch around and around on the table in front of me. I can not believe I am sitting here...waiting for a date...no...not a "date"...a hooker. A friend of mine told me about this woman he knew who loves sex and wanted to make some extra money fulfilling a fantasy as a hooker. He said he would gladly pay her to sleep with him....but she was his wife's best friend....and his wife is not that open-minded.
My thoughts are buzzing in my head when I notice someone come from behind me and stands at my table. Startled, I look up. The woman looks just as startled as we both give a nervous smile. She is taller, with short, brown curls and has that "girl-next-store" look about her. Her face is very cute and as my eyes drift down her body, I notice deep cleavage outlined by the plunging v-neckline of her black dress. She fills out the slinky dress well and it ends high on her thighs, revealing wonderfully shaped, hose encased legs. Her 3.5" blacks high heels completes the picture.
"Beth?" I ask as I awkwardly stand and extend my hand.
"Yes...Daniel?"
"Yes...please...?" I motion towards one of the chairs. Beth glances at the chair and back at me and then towards the door. For a moment her eyes are filled with doubt and I wonder if she is going to just turn and walk out. She takes a noticeably deep breath and then lets it out silently. She turns toward me, a more relaxed smile coming onto her face and she moves towards the chair.
As she sits, my eyes are immediately drawn to the bottom of her dress as it rides even higher up her thighs, a flickering of white flesh appearing for just a moment. I settle back down behind my glass.
We begin with ordering a round of drinks and then move on to some anxiety-filled small talk. But as we talk, we both relax and the conversation flows more easily between us. Almost simultaneously, we realize our drinks are empty and again, silence fills the air.
Our eyes meet and I watch as Beth coyly tilts her head and this sexy smile crosses her face. As we sit smiling, I suddenly realize she is waiting for me to make the next move.
"I have a room upstairs for whenever you're ready," I say as calmly as possible. Beth continues to smile, staring deeply into my eyes. "I was not told a price," I mention inquiringly.
The smile slips from her lips. Its seems she is not comfortable with answering the inquiry. Taking another deep breath, she leans forward, crossing her arms under her full breasts. Leaning on the table pushes her soft breasts up and it appears they are not far from forcing their way out of flimsy material. I want to dive into the exposed cleavage and feel her soft mounds smothering my face. I naturally lean towards her as she softly purrs, "One hundred dollars and I am yours for the next three hours to do anything you want with."
"Deal."
As we stroll out of the lounge, I delight in admiring Beth's ass swaying before me. In the elevator, I say "Fuck it" to myself and pull her to me. I press my body against her as my lips seek out her mouth. I can feel her relax against me as I slide my tongue into her warm mouth. We duel with our tongues, rubbing our bodies together in a fit of sudden passion until the elevator comes to a halt and the doors begin to open. I must rearrange myself as the raging hardon I now have makes it difficult to walk.
Just as we enter the room, Beth turns to face me. I immediately move towards her but she reaches out with one hand and stops me. With the other hand, she reaches down and grabs my cock through my pants. She has no trouble finding it as I am still hard from the elevator ride. Squeezing me with one hand and holding out the other, she says "Business first."
I understand right away, take out my wallet and pull out $100, placing it into her hand. A momentary feeling of disappointment surges up as she releases my cock and walks away, putting the money into her purse.
It was at this moment that I realized I had just taken care of my part of the "business" deal. And the feeling of power rushes through me as I remember what Beth said in the lounge, "One hundred dollars and I am yours for the next three hours to do anything you want with." Well, if this is the one time I have a hooker to do anything I want with...let's go for it!
Beth spins around to face me.
"Anything I want," I say, this time aloud.
She hesitates...then smiles, nodding, "That's the deal."
"Strip....me" I command. Continuing in an authorative voice, I tell her, "Make sure you kiss and lick my body as you uncover it." And that's just what Beth does. As I stand, she begins softly kissing my lips and then moves down my cheek to my neck. Her kisses feel good and I close my eyes, savoring the sensations beginning to move through my body. Gently, she is unbuttoning my shirt and as she slides it off my shoulders, she kisses her way down my chest, licking each newly exposed area of skin. Her lips trail their way down my chest until I feel her suck a nipple between her teeth, nibbling softly. My head is spinning from the sensations she is eliciting from my body. And again, her hands are as busy as her mouth for as I feel her leave my nipple and lick her way down my stomach, my pants falls to the floor. Her lips move past my cock and she kisses her way down, first one leg and then the other as she completes the task of stripping me. Beth moves up until she is kneeling before my naked body...my hard cock points towards her sweet face. I watch as she wraps her fingers around my shaft and strokes me with a light teasing touch. I am so aroused all can I whisper is, "Suck me."
A delightful moan comes from Beth as she brings her mouth closer...parting her lips...encircling the head of my cock with their softness. Excruciatingly slowly, she slides her mouth down the shaft and then retreats back until only the sensitive head remains. I feel more and more of my cock sucked into the velvety soft warmth of her mouth...her tongue dancing across the sensitive underside. On one of the down strokes, Beth pauses and I realize she is rubbing her nose into my pubic hair...my cock is buried in her throat. The feeling is unbelievable! I can see how wet and shiny the cock is as she withdraws it from her mouth. She starts to tease me, swirling the slick head with the tip of her tongue. I reach out and stroke her head, entwining my fingers through her curly hair. Holding her head, I rub the sensitive head of my cock against her smooth cheek. She tilts her head and smiles, almost purring as she slides her face against me. As the head makes it's way towards her mouth, she parts her lips and swallows my entire shaft in one move. I realize that not only is feeling what she is doing to me exciting, but watching her is so hot! Watching her is nearly as enjoyable as the incredible feelings she is producing.
Beth grasps my erect shaft and starts to pumps it in and out of her mouth. My body is tensing and the grip in her hair is tightening as she takes my cock in and out of her mouth...sometimes sucking hard and swirling her tongue around my sensitive glans...other times plunging forward, burying me deep in her throat. Her hand is moving faster...using the wetness left each time she drives her mouth downwards...sliding her fist up and down in perfect time with her sucking lips. Placing my other hand on her head, I more firmly pull her face towards me..plunging my hardness in and out of her mouth...closing my eyes, I feel that tingling in my balls....growing stronger and stronger....every muscle in my body tightens and I pull her head back by her hair...holding her still until I begin shooing load after load of come...wave after wave of orgasmic sensations coursing through my body. And as the feelings subside, I open my eyes to see Beth staring at me, her eyes glazed with lust. Her cheeks, nose and chin are painted with my juices. My grip loosens and she dives for my cock. Sending sexual after shocks through me, she slides my still pulsating shaft back into her hot mouth...cleaning me with her lips and tongue.
My knees are so weak, I collapse on the bed. Looking over, I have to grin. Beth is still kneeling, a wicked smile dancing on her face...a face dripping with my come.
"I'm going to get cleaned-up," Beth laughingly announces.
"Then come right back," I add.
I lay on the bed, calming down a bit. I can hear her in the bathroom for a few moments. When she comes out and turns off the bathroom light, I realize that the room is relatively dark. I tell Beth to turn on the lights on the desk. Now that I am not as nervous...or quite as horny, I want to take a look at my hooker.
Getting out of the bed, I grab my cigarettes on the way to the only chair in the room. I sit and light one. Offering my cigarette, Beth takes a drag and passes it back to me. She stands before me as if waiting to see what happens next.
I love her look. Her curly hair...freckled skin across the expanse of her chest and exposed parts of her breasts. The short dress and heels adds to the sexy, wicked appearance. "Strip for me...slowly." I tell her.