The Interview 185

Preface

71 years young, & I have so many stories, concocted over many years. I enjoy sharing my ideas, most are fantasies, some spawned from actual events from my past.

I tap these keys a couple hours a day with 2 fingers. I'm a retired garage owner ... If I don't measure up to your literary expectations, PLEASE scroll along, there are 1000's of stories for you to enjoy ... they're published 100 times faster than I can read them.

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Hugs to everyone ... may your life be as blessed with as many awesome, erotic memories as mine ...

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Overzealous yes, enthusiastic yes, ecstatic yes ... all that and more; that's why I arrived early.

Now, I am waiting in a very posh hotel lobby because my room is not ready.

I am a young, eager reporter for a recognized publication, I've been with the magazine almost a year, doing small local stories, you know the stuff every magazine calls fillers, this however, should be the career enhancing break I've been waiting for.

I got the assignment because the originally scheduled interviewer, was fired 2 days ago, caught for sexual misconduct in the office.

I'm here to Interview Mr. Jackson, a successful author/publisher of a book titled '21 Erotic Stories', also owner of this luxurious establishment.

Trying to be fully prepared for this assignment, as it's been short notice, I have been hastily researching all I can on Mr. Jackson, his company, and the subject of erotic writing. I have compiled several, I think, rather intriguing questions.

While researching, I found a great erotic literature site on the web, where average people send in their sexy writings, most are fantasies, some describe real encounters.

I am comfortably relaxed, lounging in a large, oversized chair facing away from the main lobby, reading one such story rather similar to my personal fantasy. I am captivated with this story, so engrossed in fact, I didn't hear the hotel employee speaking to me.

"Room is ready ma'am" then louder. "Miss, your room is ready."

My gawd, I was off in LaLa land, fantasizing, I'm aghast to discover my one hand is under my laptop, between my thighs; the other up under my blouse. How embarrassing.

He is holding a plastic key card in front of me. I reach for it, and damn ... my fingers are wet. I take it with my other hand.

He politely smiles, nods, and turns.

Oh, My, Gawd ... I am in a public hotel lobby, masturbating. I am mortified, blushing, I covertly look around to see if anyone appears like they were watching.

Relieved, it seems it was only the bellboy and although it was obvious what I was doing, the laptop was in a position to hide my privates.

I compose myself and roll my bag to the elevator. I see my reflection in the wall mirrors at the side of the doors, I'm still very much flushed, red faced ... paranoid, I am checking around to see if I am being stared at, replaying the awkward scenario in my mind.

{'I'm very horny, I'll masturbate as soon as I'm in my room'}

A very voluptuous, sexy, gilf, approaches; I use the word gilf, as milf implies a mother, I never know if they're mothers so I use gilf; an acronym for, Gal I'd Like to Fuck.

She has that elegant, sophisticated, appearance, salon hairdo, impeccable makeup, designer, low cut, black, mini dress and manicured nails. I am enthralled, she is mid 30's, stunning, vivid red hair, 36" bust, long slender legs, her dress barely covers her nice round tight ass. Likely a celebrity, maybe a high paid model, I mean this is a luxury hotel.

The elevator dings, doors open.

I enter, push 3, and move to the back corner.

She follows me, stands rather close, facing me; I'm uncomfortable, she's intimidating, the entire area and she's in my space; the scent of an expensive perfume fills my nostrils. The door closes, the elevator begins moving.

She places her right hand on the wall beside my head; my mind wonders if this could be for real, are we going to make out? Her left fingers lift my chin to make eye contact. I gaze into her sultry aqua eyes; I could see the unmistakable lust, damn, my knees are weak, my tummy fluttering, she's very sexy and I'm extremely horny. This would be so much better than going to my room and completing my earlier task by masturbating.

I wanted her to kiss me, right then; I wanted to taste her lipstick, feel her hands on my body; oh god, do it, take me; my horniness just went skyrocketing off the charts.

I hoped she'd recognize my pleading expression. Her fingers followed my chin, down my neck to the top of my bra.

{Oh, gawd yes, keep going, do it.}

"How old are you?" A pleasing, melodical tone, comforting. Her nails were under my bra, one tip grazed my nipple. Her breath hot in my ear; gawd I'm melting.

"I'mm twenty twooo." More a moan, than a reply.

"I noticed you in the lobby, you got me tremendously aroused. Were you watching porn?" Her fingers delicately slid across to my other tit, my nipples yearning for stimulation.

{'OH MY GOD; someone did see me!'}

My face must be beet red; I can feel my body temperature rise. Her knuckles against my soft mounds, she lowers her hand, her fingers trap my nipple, gingerly squeezing it between her knuckles.

Oh my, I'm putty, sculpt me, show me how sensational same sex is.

I murmur, "Uh, oh, no, I was reading a story."

The elevator stops, the door opens. I move aside to exit; she puts her right leg out to block me, her under bra fingers pinch, while the other reaches over, pushes the close door button. "You have a sensuous, seductive aura; you're extremely attractive and your previous lewd actions got me fantasizing about us making out."

She twists without relinquishing any pinch pressure; oh, fuck it feels soo guuud, I know I sighed my pleasure; she knew she had control of me.

She licks my earlobe, "I may be hornier than you, right now;" her fingers slide further, her nail tips raking my areole, as she rolls my nipple, a slight pain with the pleasure is very salacious. Her face comes closer; I'm expecting that desirable kiss, I close my eyes, tilt my head. Her breath warm on my cheek, she whispers, "You are cute, a seductive nymphet, I want you." Her fingertips persistently rolling my hard nubs.

She presses her right thigh against my vulva, forcing, well maybe I wasn't forced, to part my legs, my eyes involuntarily roll, a telling sigh escapes. My heart rate has increased, my breathing ragged.

I open my eyes, she gently kisses my earlobe, hot breath in my ear, a soft whisper. "What were you reading; it must have been quite erotic to have you in such a state; to masturbate in public?" She uses her tongue teases my ear, I moan. "Mmmm." Emits from my throat. I am ecstatic by her confident aggression, my mind's spinning, thinking ...

{'I'm about to experience my first lesbian encounter, and with such a stunning woman.'}

Her soft lips touch mine, my eyes close, another involuntarily sigh, as her tongue probes past my lips. I touch my tongue to hers; my nipple being firmly rolled, my lower lip sucked, her thigh presses firmer. "Let me satisfy both our cravings." Presses me against the wall; griping firmly, not overly forceful, she lifts my arms over my head, nibbling my neck, holding my wrists in her left hand, her right goes to the hem of my skirt, she lifts the fabric, her leg pulsing between my thighs. Her fingertips trail along the upper hem of my panties.

The elevator starts to move. She whispers. "I can smell your wet pussy, such a delightful aroma." She kisses my neck, and earlobe; her fingers glide up my belly under my breasts. Another moan as her fingers lifts my bra over my mounds, my nipples are rock hard, her thin digits toy with my erect nipples. No one's ever spent this amount of time stimulating my sensitive tits. I'll likely uncontrollably explode when she touches my pussy.

{'Gawd, I want more. I've got goosebumps, and butterflies, every nerve receptor in my body is tingling.'}

She undoes the top 2 buttons on my blouse, one hand on each, squeezing, plants a kiss in the valley between my boobs.

The elevator stops, doors open, I see past her crimson locks an older couple gets on, the doors close. The couple realizes she's sucking the soft tissue of my mammary, attempting to give my boob a hickey, they abruptly stare at the floor.

My gorgeous companion continues, unfazed there's strangers three feet away, watching us. She's pulsing her leg rhythmically, alternating pressure on my genitalia. Her teeth tenderly rolling my nipple.

"Oooohhh uuuunnnggghhh." I have an orgasm building rapidly, my eyes close.

{'What the fuck, I relinquish all my inhibitions.'}

I'm no longer concerned with our voyeurs, my left arm goes around her neck, my right, under her short black dress to caress her butt cheek. She kisses me fully on the mouth. I have lost any inhibitions whatsoever, in fact, I would willingly strip in front of the older couple if she told me to. I'm 110% desirous of sexual relief, my orgasm is forefront.

I'm ready to erupt, I'm not a virgin, BUT I've never been this aroused. I could lay in the middle of the lobby and welcome passionate sex relations with anyone.

The older couple exits on the main floor.

She pushes the penthouse button, we start moving; I'm frenzied, my forefinger has discovered she's commando and I'm wiggling into her wet labia minora.

Her leg pushes harder between mine, rubbing up and down against my pubic mound, I feel an excitement rush through my loins. She tenderly rolls my nipple, while we French kiss. My hand moves to tease her braless nips.

The elevator stops, door opens. She puts her lips to my ear and whispers, seductively "this is my floor, do you want to get off here, or go to your room?"

I moan and realize my eyes were closed, waiting for her to caress or kiss me, anything, to tip the scales, to finish me.

I open my mouth, a breathy "Hooohhhkaayy" comes out, much more a moan than a spoken word.

She takes my hand, I follow to her door, my suitcase rolling behind.

As she nudges me through the doorway, I look around, wow, huge, luxurious room. I hear the door close, lock click, chain sliding in place, her dress unzip. I let go of my luggage handle, turn to see her dress drop to the floor.

4 feet in front of me hands on her hips. I am undeniably attracted to her exquisite beauty. Her hands trace up her abdomen, cupping her large, round bare breasts, her dollar coin sized areoles are only a slightly darker red than her skin, her nipples little more than red peas.

WOW, I am staring at worthy centerfold model; the most gorgeous, stunning, tantalizing woman I have ever seen ... in or out of a magazine.

I know we are about to have lewd, licentious, lustful lesbian, sex. The thought sends intense electricity throughout my whole being.

I watch her hand slide down to her vulva, her leg's part. She nods to me, her eyebrows lift, she motions with her right hand; I understand and undress. She steps forward, her hands run up my arms, over my shoulders, I feel my goosebumps tingle as she lightly runs her fingers slowly down my sides, from my shoulders to my lower hips. "Delightful." She kisses me passionately, her soft, warm boobs brush my nipples; I shiver. Her hug is firm, her fingers lift my butt cheeks. She sucks gently on my earlobe; "Have you ever been seduced by a woman?" Her right fingernails sharply graze the base of my extended nipples, her left squeeze my labia majora mound between her thumb and forefinger knuckle, until they slide to my minora lips.

I moan, "Mmmnnnnghhh ... uh ...uuhhh ... nooooo." My eyes roll back as I close them. Her middle finger in between, third digit on the outside of one flap, her forefinger outside the other, trapping both lips. She lightly pinches the sensitive flesh tugging the petals as her hand lifts and falls; her middle finger curling and stimulating my vaginal entrance. Wow... intensely stimulating, so erotic.

"Mmmmm uuuuhhh hhuuuhhh. "

Her thumb joins the titillating stimulation, by pressing my engorged clitoris.

"Oh, fuu... uuuck... yyeeessss!"

She kisses both nipples, a gentle nibble, her tongue circles my areole and licks the underside, trails across to the other and up and around that nipple, her fingers remain tenderly manipulating my labia, her thumb rubbing sideways across my clit.

"Uhhh ... I... I... uhhh... I'mmm... ssooh ... cloooh ... oohhsss." My right fingers cover hers on my vulva, left to her snatch.

Raising her voice "NO" taking my hand; "wait, not yet, let me devour your succulent pussy." She leads me to the bed, with loving care, slowly purposefully positioning me, splays me out; lying beside me, on her side; she rubs my cheek with her fingers, over my neck, downward ... yet again tenderly titillates my extremely aroused, sensitive breasts.

She sucks my lower lip, open mouth tongues swirling, flicking, we tongue wrestle and take turns sucking the others tongue. The entire time her fingers roving, caressing, teasing, exploring my body; further heightening every sensory receptor all my nerve ending on high alert, anticipating titillation.

I'm so horny; and she's still teasing me ... still rousing my senses, tingling nerves, my thoughts spinning, anticipating the pending wonderment of us satiating our hunger, devouring each other's luscious, juicy pussy.

"UUUNNGGGHH," another uncontrolled guttural moan, I'm right at the cusp of my orgasm ... she intentionally diverts ... changes my focus to another erogenous zone.

Frenzied, I never imagined this intensity was achievable.

"Oh, gawd do it, make me cum!" I plead.

My legs are wide, my eyes closed, she licks my neck, sucks my earlobe. My fingers comb through grasping ahold of her crimson mane, my loins quivering.

"OOhhhh ffuuuuucck... eat meeee!"

I'm no longer thinking rationally, my mind reeling, unfocused, relishing in this euphoric state; but craving a climax. My orgasm's right there.

She stops all activity...

{OH, FUCK NO!}

She whispers softly; her breath hot in my ear, "I won't go on until you share why you were behaving so lewdly in the lobby."

I heard her, I was in an erotic trance, I had started my orgasm, right there, my insides began quivering.

It took a long moment to realize we were at an impasse; she was waiting for a verbal reply. It was so unexpected, an abrupt change ... I was expecting an orgasm, not a question; it was several seconds before my rational thoughts kicked in. My eyes opened; she was hovering near my face, those sultry blue eyes gazing lustfully. "Well, what got you so horny?" She had a devilish grin, dragged her wavy thick locks across my nipples. I couldn't resist, my fingers went behind her head, I pulled her to me, my tongue parted her soft lips, and I passionately kissed her. Somehow hoping this would get me off.

Frustrated, knowing I wasn't going to cum until I told her.

"I was reading a story that mimicked my favorite fantasy."

Her forefinger slides along the edge of my fleshy flaps, I curl my hips, a minute ago, that would have been all that was needed to activate an enormous eruption, now it's just reigniting my anticipation. I know she stopped and asked the question intentionally.

"Go on tell me about your fantasy," She introduces her middle finger between my labia, "while I take you even higher." She has a glint in her eye, a triumphant expression, a second finger probes my cunt. It was amazing I didn't climax.

The stimulation was making it difficult to speak coherently, I'm accepting the shift in gears; realizing it should soon be more rewarding, I reciprocate, my fingers caressed her lower back and bum, I continue my fantasy story.

"I am having lunch, when an awesome blonde, classy, out of my league, like yourself; a glamorous, voluptuous woman, sits at the table beside me. This alluring stranger blurts out, unprovoked, 'LETS FUCK' she suggests we go to her room for unbridled, fervent sex. I am stunned yet intrigued; at her bold advance."

She senses my hip writhing and of course, pauses, with a slight swipe over my clitoris, brings her digits to her mouth to taste, whispering "I like the savory flavor of your pussy, I'm going to enjoy tasting it direct from the source? Go on with your fantasy."

"In her room, she rips my clothes off, pushes me onto the bed, binds my wrists to the bedposts, blindfolds me. I have a quick orgasm as she begins eating me out, I hear people moving about. I get gang banged, having several orgasms."

She moves her legs over me her glistening pussy hovering mere inches above my face. I've never seen or smelled another cunt; her scent is musky and enticing. Her fingertips tug my labia lips aside.

"Are you ready to give me your orgasms?" She begins kissing my vulva. I am writhing on the bed.

"Oh, yes, please, ssoohh redeee."

She lowers her cunt, I start slurping her tasty, hot, wet, slit. She rubs her fingertips on my inner lips, her tongue starts licking my soft folds, sucking the fleshy flaps, her finger gliding along the red inner surface, a nail touches my clit. On the 5th or 6th rep around my nub, my twat sends signals outward to every sensory receptor in my body making me shiver. She sucks my hard nub ... deftly inserts 2 fingers ... I convulse ... she's on my g spot... legs shaking. I let loose a loud wail...

"OOOHHH... YYEEESSSSSS!"

No longer able to service her tasty twat, I curl my body,

OOOHHH... FFUUU... CUUUHHHK... YYEESSSS!"

She doesn't slow, to my delight, knowing one wouldn't quench this lust.

"UUUuuuuunnnnnnngh yessssssss" spasming "aaaaaaaahhhhhh"

I'm writhing, groaning, quivering, as waves of intense pleasureable sensations wash through me.

She continues and I peak again, my thighs tighten around her head, my back arches, hips raise, my fingernails rake her back.

"Oohhhhh, oohhhh, uuuhhhh, huhhhhh."

Trembling, twitching from the intensity of the multiple orgasm. One finger penetrates my anus, there's relentless pulsing on my g spot and she's still sucking my clit ...

"OOHH FUUUCK ... UUHHHH... OOOOHHHH... MMMM HHMMMM ..."

My violent convulsions subside ... I push my face into her buttocks. I attempt to mimic what she did to me ... I double finger her and suck on her tiny kernel, until she moans and shivers ... I shove a finger into her asshole ... her body tenses ... butt muscles clench ... as her orgasm overtakes her body.

We lay kissing, intimate, not speaking, caressing, playing with each other lovingly for a long time, just enjoying the pleasure of fondling, nuzzling, without concern for another orgasm.

I tilt my head to make eye contact, "This was fantastic, I thoroughly enjoyed this, but my career depends on tomorrow; I must go, I need to prepare." I roll away, gather my clothes.

She sits on the side of the bed. "I too, appreciate the fulfillment, maybe we'll cross paths again."

I dress and she stands to passionately kiss me before I leave.

In my room, after a quick shower, laying on my bed naked with my laptop. I avoid the internet and focus on reviewing and expanding my list of questions. Another hour of concentrated diligence; I am super happy with these 11 questions, and confident I'll be able to write a great article once gathering the information. I fall asleep playing with myself, recalling the days wild events.

Chapter 2

I receive my wake-up call, a hot shower, dress professional, a skirted business suit, and go to the restaurant for a light breakfast. Hoping to calm my nervousness, I go out for a stroll in the fresh air to clear my head, readying myself for the interview.

I arrive at my meeting several minutes early, anxious, but somehow beaming with confidence. I am greeted by a middle aged, well-built, well-mannered man; dressed in an expensive, tailored 3-piece dark blue suit. "Hello Jolene," he extends his arm, offering me a seat in a comfy leather armchair in front of his large, uncluttered desk, which he sits behind, in his black highbacked office chair, twisting his chair, he leans forward, fingers interlocked he rests his forearms on his desk; my eyes drawn to diamond cufflinks and a striking ruby encrusted black wedding band.