Dear readers,
Some of you know me and my stories. I wrote a story a few years ago about meeting a woman from Literotica named Violet. I liked that story and decided to write a newer version. I incorporated many of my sex dreams into this one, and I hope you enjoy it. You will recognize many themes that I have used over and over.
I hope you will comment on it.
Thank you for your support.
Jay
I knew her as soon as I entered the hotel bar. She said she'd wear red, but that wasn't it.
She was a woman sitting alone, but that wasn't it either.
It was her breasts.
I knew their size and I knew her lips from the image she had posted on Literotica. She glanced at the doorway and I saw a smile form in the corners of her mouth. Blond hair drifted across her eyes, she tossed back. I started for the table.
She assessed me as I approached. Age fifty-two, five foot nine, grey hair, glasses, slightly balding, nice teeth, I could pass as your optometrist.
She was five seven, age around early to mid-forties, great smile, good skin, good teeth and only a few pounds overweight. I could tell that she tried hard. Many people stop trying.
"Jess, I smiled. I'm Jay."
I leaned down and gave her cheek a light kiss. She did the same. Her scent was intoxicating.
I got a closer look at her body, she was the real deal.
"Hi, so what do I say, Strange meeting you here?"
We laughed.
"Can I order us a drink?"
"Vodka Martini."
"Me too." I said.
The waitress came and I ordered two doubles.
She was back in five minutes with the drinks in chilled glasses.
"To whatever you wish for," I said.
"And to you too, she smiled. I know you're going to get what you wished for."
I blushed slightly, she laughed and held out her hand. I took it. She was trembling.
"We don't have to rush, let's just talk," I said
"So what do you do?"
We talked for an hour, making it to our third drink. She had removed her coat after the first one, her silk scarf by the second. She wore a knit dress with a buttoned front, but only three of the six buttons were closed. She had not worn a bra. Her DD breasts and hard nipples were there for me to see. She smiled as she watched my eyes take in the view that she has purposely created for me. By the third drink, she was leaning forward and looking into my eyes when they weren't darting down to her cleavage and back again.
I talked about my career as a background actor and playwright. She told me funny stories about working in a law office.
"Do you want to go to a quieter location?" I said.
"Where do you suggest?"
"I happened to have a room in this hotel," I ordered two more martini's to go.
She sat on the couch, I sat on the opposite chair. I stared at her. "Do you know what you do to men?" I said.
"Tell me."
"You make us crazy with desire for you. Your body, your eyes, and your mouth are like a magnetic drug. I will do anything you ask."
"Anything?"
"Yes."
"I'll have to test that."
We went up the elevator to my room. I drew her to me and put my lips on hers before the door opened. She opened her mouth and assaulted me with her tongue. The battle ensued up to the fifteenth floor.
Somehow we found the room. We just about fell inside, careful not to spill the drinks. I cornered her in the hall and continued kissing her. She dropped her coat and bag, I pulled off mine. I continued with my belt and pants, then my shirt, while she shed her clothes as quickly as possible.
Her scent was wildwood, and her skin was soft and had a complementary fragrance. We were standing in the living room, clothes strewn at our feet.
Her blouse strained to contain her breasts, my erection poked at my underpants.
"I want to see you, she said."
I dropped my underwear and looked at my throbbing waxed four-inch cock spring into the open air. I stared in her eyes. She lowered one bra strap, then the other.
"You do it, she said."
I reached around and unclasped her bra and freed her restrained breasts, they spilled forward onto my chest.
She stepped out of her thong, and my cock brushed her stomach.
"What do you think we should do now?" She said.
"I want to suck you, Jess," I said as we backed up to the couch.
We walked backward, she sat down and then she put her heels on the couch, opening her legs and exposing her neatly waxed vagina.
I fell to my knees and began to lick her inner thighs, she ground her hips into the sofa and thrust her vagina towards my mouth. "What do you want?" I whispered.
"I want to be sucked."
"You want me to suck you."
"Yes."
"Tell me how."
She was cupping her breasts and pulling on her nipples. I could see wetness forming in her slit
"I want your tongue up inside me."
"Show me how you play with your breasts, pull on your nipples."
"Like this," I said as I reached around to her ass and pulled her to my mouth.Her taste was hot and liquid. My tongue slipped as deep as I could. My nose against her clitoris.
I tongue fucked her I licked her insides as she fucked my mouth. I covered her pussy with my open mouth. Her taste was exquisite, like honey. I exposed her hard clitoris and I licked it like a small cock.
"Oh, suck it, suck my hard clit." She squealed.
"Like this?" I asked as I sucked on it. Her ass came off the couch, and her tits swayed.
"EAT ME OH MY GOD EAT ME."
I ate her, changing the pressure, licking her mons. I reached up and filled my hands with her breasts as she threw her head back and pushed her chest out.
"Eat my breasts, lick them, and suck them. Bite my nipples. Pull on them, slap them. Fuck them."
"You want me to slap your breasts?"
"Yes, I love it. Slap them with anything, your hands, your cock."
"You want your beasts slapped with my cock?"
"Yes, I want you to fuck them, cock-slap them."
"It's going to be a long night," I said." I only have a four-inch cock, I doubt I could slap them too much."
"Please try. I love your beautiful four-inch cock." She slipped down to the carpet as I kneeled before her. My cock dripped. We kneeled facing each other. She gently pushed me back, I lay on some couch pillows.
With no words, she opened her mouth and engulfed my cock and my balls. She licked and sucked my tiny iron-cock like it was candy. She looked up at me.
"Do you taste your cum?" She said.
"I have, but a very long time ago."
"What happened?"
"It's a long story...my wife abandoned me sexually."
"Good lord, when?"
"Fifteen years ago. I had eaten my cum out of her a few times as a way to get her to continue loving me. But in the end, she didn't care."
"I'm going to make you cum on my big hot tits, and I want you to feast on me."
"I will do anything you ask."
"Anything?"
"Yes, I swear. If you desire it I will do anything."
She swallowed my cock again, and held my balls, gently rolling them in her soft hand. I was in ecstasy. It had been so long. Soon, I could feel her sucking me like I had never been sucked before. My balls dripped from her saliva, my waxed asshole began to pucker as I felt my cum boiling over. "Oh, yum, I love your cock," she gasped.
Suddenly I felt a spasm and I began to squirt. She took her mouth off my cock and looked into my eyes as she aimed my cock at her hanging breasts. Her nipples were throbbing and were an inch long. I squirted all over her breasts. She shouted, "Soak them, cum all over my tits and my nipples."
After six or seven squirts, I fell back. "Eat the cum, Jay, eat it with me, Eat it now."
I was spent, but I got off the pillows and leaned into her cum coated breasts. A white strand dripped from a hard distended nipple. I sucked the nipple into my mouth, slurping the cum. She groaned as she orgasmed while I sucked one breast and then the other.
"Kiss me, I want to taste it too." She said.