"My room's too far away," she said as she backed off his cock. She then swallowed him whole again, and when she backed off again, she continued, "I just can't wait that long."
"I'm the Assistant Manager. I have keys to every room in this hotel. And I happen to know that the room three doors down is vacant."
With her mouth once again stuffed full of his cock, it was hard for the redhead to talk. Her muffled voice said something that sounded like, "All right, then, let's go." All that the Assistant Manager knew was that the vibration of her voice against his one-eyed wonder worm felt terrific, and made his cock grow longer and thicker, and pulse and throb more rapidly than before. He began walking toward the vacant hotel room.
The redhead, not wanting to let his delicious cock go, wrapped her hands around the back of his knees, and she slid down the carpeted hallway as he walked, not letting go of even one inch of him, and not minding the burning feeling of the friction as her bare knees slid across the carpet. All that she could focus on, all that she cared about now, was that this beefy, muscular stud was about to powerfully fuck her desperately-horny and oh-so-juicy slit, and she could hardly wait.
The Assistant Manager, his mind focused elsewhere, briefly fumbled with his key before successfully getting the door unlocked. As soon as they entered the room, the redhead released his cock from her hungry mouth, and leaped, face- up, onto the comfortable king-size bed, her legs spread wide, and her juices already beginning to seep out of her wide-open pussy. "FUCK--ME---NOW!" she screamed. She was tottering right on the very brink of explosion already, and she feared that if he didn't move quickly, he would enter her too late to feel her orgasmic release against his big, hard, deeply-buried shaft.
The Assistant Manager stripped in record time, practically tearing his suit to shreds in his haste to remove it. Then he gracefully made a flying leap through the air, landing directly on top of her, his rippling chest muscles landing right atop her soft breasts and her hard, jutting nipples. She only got to see his naked body in mid-air for a split second, but she liked what she saw. Without his suit, he looked not at all like a hotel manager, but like a muscular California surfer. His physique belonged on the cover of a romance novel at a supermarket check-out line, just the way Fabio got started, not hidden behind a suit and an office desk.
She reached down and grabbed his cock in both hands, shoving it deep inside herself. She smiled, for he seemed to fill her pussy even better than W had filled her mouth. As he powered his thighs up and down to thrust rapidly and mightily in and out of her, she felt some discomfort at his size. Something didn't seem right to him, either: although she was HIGHLY aroused, she simply wasn't as wet as other pussies he had fucked. But he knew how to remedy that: he slowly pulled himself all the way out of her.
"You bastard!" she shrieked, "Don't leave me NOW!"
"Trust me," he said, "You're going to be glad I did this." With that, he slid his long frame down the mattress, his cock throbbing mightily from the friction against the sheet, causing the entire mattress to quake and vibrate. As he hungrily kissed and licked his way down her torso, his eager tongue finally licked its way inside her wide-open pussy lips. He eagerly lapped at her inner walls, and he felt her getting dewy, just as he had planned. He needed to coax out plenty of her natural lubrication, to ease the way for his long, thick piston's rapid up-and-down strokes inside her cylinder. But he knew that she would not truly be ready for him, until he could get her clit to ooze its special juice all over his tongue. So, reluctantly, he withdrew his tongue from her inner recesses, and he began licking in long, tantalizingly-slow upward strokes along her outer pussy lips and her swollen clit. As his tongue continued its long, slow lapping at her slick, hard little clit, she steadily raised her tightly-puckered, curvy ass higher and higher off the mattress, higher still with each lick, pressing herself closer and ever closer to his face, to his licking tongue. As he felt her pussy pressing harder and harder into his face, he now began to alternate his licks with soft, gentle nibbles on her clit.
"Bite me!" she screamed. He obliged, biting down hard on the gorgeous redhead's now fully-enlarged clit. She responded by bucking wildly up and down against his face. As she thrust her thighs up and down, she also swayed her hips from side to side, and he bit down hard, biting harder with each upward thrust she made into his face.
"I'm--going---to--gonna--I'm--gonna," suddenly, she bucked hard up into his face one last time, and stayed there, locking her legs around his neck, resting her feet on his broad shoulders, her whole body writhing, gasping, and panting. Suddenly, she released a flood of hot, creamy pussy juice against his probing, circling, swirling tongue, shouting the last word of the sentence that she hadn't quite been able to bring herself to finish until now, "I'm gonna--COOOMMME!" With that, she oozed against his tongue, her rich, delicious come seeping into his open mouth as he swallowed hard, gulping as much of her flow down his throat as he could, the excess seeping out of the corners of his mouth. She let out a second wave, which splashed against his ruggedly-handsome, baby-smooth, hairless chin. He moved his tongue down lower, to lick at her wide-open pussy lips, and she deposited a third burst onto his cheeks and his nose. He rubbed his come-splattered nose against her, then he pressed his nose deep and hard into her still-open gash, as she moaned loudly and thrashed wildly on the bed, releasing still more of her sweet, natural juice, this time squirting him directly in his left eye.
She rolled onto her right side, still with his head between her legs, and she locked her legs in a tight scissor-grip around his head and neck.
With nowhere to move, he had no choice but to continue to lick at her, his tongue cleaning up the gooey but tasty mess from her four orgasms, licking her sweet sex juices from her soft, creamy thighs, from the fiery red bush around her still-throbbing pussy, and from her bare and well-toned tummy. But he was careful to leave intact, all of her slick, lubricating juices that coated her inner walls, and now she rewarded him for leaving those juices on her insides.
She reached up, grabbed him, slid him up the bed until his come-filled mouth pressed against her lips, and she kissed him deeply and passionately. "Fuck me, stud!" she cooed. Like he really minded hearing THAT! She rolled him onto his back, and she sat up on top of his hips, grabbing his cock with both hands and guiding it up into her wide-open, slick and slippery slit.
As he thrust his long shaft back up into her, he felt it ease in better than the first time, now that her snatch was all slicked-up with lust for him. She, too, felt none of the discomfort of their first attempt, and she knew that he had been right, she was grateful that he had pulled out of her earlier to lick her so tenderly. She was determined to show him how grateful she really was. As he slowly built up the pace of his deep in-and-out thrusts up into the sexy redhead who was straddling his hips and riding his shaft, the redhead pulled him into a seated position facing her, locked her arms around his back, and her legs around his waist, resting her feet on the tight cheeks of his well- toned butt. As she slid her shapely body toward and away from him, toward and away, toward and away, she just kept chanting, like some sort of sacred mantra, "Fuck me, stud, fuck me. Fuck me, stud, fuck me. Fuck me, stud, fuck me." Her chanting stayed in perfect rhythm with her trim, curvaceous body's motions forward and back, forward and back, forward and back, as his long, thick shaft slid in and out, in and out, in and out, thrusting deeply, withdrawing up to the swollen purple head, then thrusting deeply again, all the while pulsing and throbbing, throbbing and pulsing against her tight, moist inner walls.
As his thrusts grew deeper and harder, and his pace more rapid, her chanting grew louder, and her emphasis on key words more frequent. "Fuck me, stud, FUCK me! FUCK me, stud, FUCK me! FUCK me--STUD--FUCK me! FUCK me, STUD, fuck ME!" This last time emphasizing the word ME, as if he could even THINK about making love with anyone else right now.
He thrust himself in all the way up into her now, then stayed there, counting off two full seconds of pressing with all of his might, deep into her, before pulling out again. On each inwardly-sliding stroke now, he would end by pausing and pressing as deep into her as he could, as if trying to force his balls into her along with his stiff, hard shaft.
"FUCK me--FUCK me--STUD--fuck MMMEEE!" With her last long, drawn-out, nearly-shrieked "MMMEEE!", he felt her juices gush out from around her clit and coat the entire length of his deeply-embedded shaft. He took her orgasm, her fifth and most powerful of the evening, as a sign to let himself go. His wiggly microscopic worms began their unstoppable swim from his balls, laterally along his shaft that pointed straight out into her slit, as the pair sat facing each other in loving embrace. The mixture of his blood and come pulsed his shaft hard against her tight walls, up inside his swollen purple cock head, then seemed to pause there like a diver surveying his landing spot before diving off a cliff.
Then all of his sperm simultaneously took the plunge out of his cock's single, wide-open eye hole, instinctively trusting, unhesitatingly knowing, that they would now be safe inside her warm, wet, welcoming femininity. But she was stuffed so full of big, hard, throbbing cock now, that as he continued to come in one long, unstoppable stream, some of his come had nowhere to go. It began to dribble, seep, and ooze, down along his shaft, out of her filled-up pussy (so tightly, fully, and completely stuffed full of hard, pulsing, throbbing cock). His cream seeped out onto her creamy, silky-smooth thighs, and down onto the bed sheet. The entire time that his come was oozing both into and out of her, she let out a single soft, non-stop, contented "Mmmm!" Her hungry quest for a man who knew how to satisfy her was finally over, and she longed to stay in his arms forever. With her arms still locked around his back, she pulled him close and began softly, gratefully kissing him on his lips, cheeks, eyes, and forehead, running her fingers through his long, blond hair. Her eyes began to fill with tears of joy, she sniffed to stop from crying, and then suddenly the happiest smile he had ever seen now lit up her radiant face. By now, the redhead had completely forgotten about the six Russian AK-47 rifles she had left piled in a heap in the hotel hallway.
