He'd made it his habit to walk all the floors after he finished the paperwork of his night audit shift at the small town hotel. It wasn't at all unusual to find suites wide open, an open invitation to unwanted guests. The construction workers doing the renovations were just too lazy to keep going to the front desk to get keys, so they just jammed something in the way of the door closing. Despite their carelessness, he had yet to discover anything amiss in any of the rooms.
He always started at the penthouse, and walked down the stairs floor by floor. On the 10th floor were the executive suites – a little fancier and a lot more expensive! They were among the last to be renovated, and none of them were complete yet. It was pretty common for these rooms to be left open, despite the presence of thousands of dollars worth of furnishings in each one. He thought he heard music when he reached the floor, and wasn't at all surprised to find several of the suites open. When he got to 1003, the music was becoming louder and louder. He expected to see a radio left on by the workmen, but he didn't expect what he saw when he walked into the room.
Lying on the couch was a very attractive woman, and the TV was on the music channel. He waited for the woman to run or do something, but she lay motionless. He watched her, and she was breathing all right. She just wasn't awake. He walked further into the room, one eye on the interloper and one on the hallway. He certainly didn't want to be surprised by a second visitor. He checked the rest of the suite and walked back to the living room.
He watched her for a moment from the front hall. Saw her breast heaving ever so slightly, and a slight flaring of her nostrils, as she took short shallow breaths. He thought to himself "goodness, she's very attractive – what is she doing here?" She had beautiful shoulder-length brunette hair, and very smooth somewhat tanned skinned. He moved closer, circling so that he would keep her in his sight. As he moved around the room, he saw that her skirt was pulled up near her waist, and her pussy was glistening in juices.
When her eyes opened and fixed on his, his first instinct was to run. But as her big, beautiful, brown eyes were upon him, he stood motionless and transfixed. "Ummmm, what are you doing here," he stammered. She smiled and he forgot his responsibilities. "I'm sorry," she said, "I got soooo turned on by the male strippers I just had to cum. They had a show at the Gallery tonight, and I just couldn't go up to my room because we have guests." "Oh, I'm sorry I guess we haven't met," he said, "I always work the graveyard shift...."
"Hi Jeff," she said, grinning as she read his name tag, "nice to meet you. Do you like the look of my cunt sugar?" It was then that he realized he was still looking at her wet pussy. He couldn't help it there were juices running down the crack of her ass and all over her pussy... the towel under her was noticeably wet too. He looked up at her then, saw her smile, and could only sheepishly mutter, "sorry." "Don't be sorry sugar," she said with such a sexy voice he shivered, "do you like to lick pussy honey? I really need to cum again."
He didn't need much further encouragement. Looking into her eyes, he knew she wasn't teasing, knew that she wanted to cum on his hungry tongue. He knelt next to the couch and raised her leg over his left shoulder, leaned in and licked slowly up her glistening slit. "Mmmmmm," she moaned softly, "yes, sugar, like that." He slowly worked his tongue into her slit, parting her slippery lips, and he sought her still engorged clit. When he reached it he sucked it gently into his mouth, his lips wrapped around it and slowly massaging up and down. Her clit was small, but by the wiggling of her hips, he gathered it was very sensitive.
"Oh yessssss, harder baby," she cried out, and he obeyed sucking her deeper and nibbling her sweet clit gently with his teeth. He started to suck her clit in and out of his mouth, letting it pop out from between his lips before he lowered his head down to suck again. His tongue bathed her in hot saliva as he sucked her inside his mouth. As her moans grew louder, he began to lap at her clit with his tongue, pressing it flat and hard like a dog, licking firmly up over her clit repeatedly. She moved her hips against him, and he licked faster and harder, starting to lick down as well as up, his hard flat tongue crushing her clit to her pelvis.
Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on his tongue. She hardly ever came being licked, and had intended to ask him to fuck her, but she was feeling an incredible sensation building up inside her. His tongue flashed over her clit, lashing it mercilessly, with a fevered hunger. Her leg over his shoulder pressed against his neck, pulling him closer to her. He reacted by sliding his tongue down her slit to her opening... where it met a pool of sweet nectar that he pursed his lips up against and sucked into this mouth.
He pushed his tongue inside, slowly rubbing against her pussy walls, snaking up to her g-spot which he found using his innate sonar. Her moans grew to a crescendo, and he slid a finger inside her to accompany his tongue, rubbing it against the opposite side of her love tunnel. His tongue and finger were both soon coated in her delightful juices, and he withdrew his finger and slid it down her wet slit and began to slowly work it into her ass. His tongue too withdrew, and he moved back to her clit where he spit up the slippery lubricant he'd obtained and resumed his hungry sucking like a baby at its mother's teat.
Her moans were unceasing, continually growing in volume, as his finger filled her ass. He slid his other hand up to her pussy and worked first one, then two, and finally three fingers into her sopping cunt. He spread his fingers inside, and took up a rhythm to match his tongue, as she screamed his name and came with abandon, her sweet pussy convulsing on his hand. He began to nibble again on her clit, and her orgasm just seemed to grow and grow, as she began to whimper and buck against his face.
