I put on the air conditioner, of Ellen's car, as I drove us back to the hotel. The day had become hotter than predicted. They had said temperatures would be in the 80's; it was definitely in the 90's. Ellen had moved away from me, so that we could both stay cooler and so that I could drive more safely. I gazed at her and wondered if she could ever be completely satisfied. Her appetite for sex seemed insatiable. If she had a little, she wanted more. If she got more, she wanted more after that. Could I really make her happy in the next two days?
I left the city streets, and got onto the freeway, in order to reach her hotel more quickly. I watched, as she tilted her head back on the headrest and closed her eyes. Her breathing was long and deep. Her beautiful tits rose and fell with each breath. Her nipples were hard because of the cold air. She lifted her right leg slowly and put it gently on the dash, letting the cold air blow under her skirt and down to where her hot cunt was. She spread her legs as far as the tight leather skirt would allow and moaned softly with pleasure. I leaned forward, to try to see as far as I could up her skirt. I could just make out the top of her stockings. She must have sensed my effort and she opened her left eye and looked at me. She spoke softly.
"All you have to do is ask David and I'll do whatever it is you want. I'm your hooker for now David. Did you forget? What would you like me to do?"
I looked to the front, feeling kind of embarrassed at being caught. "Would Ellen really do whatever I asked her to do?" I wondered. There was only one way to find out. I felt nervous again, just as I had when I first drove her after the rehearsal.
I licked my lips and asked, "Would you mind taking off your panties so I can smell them?"
"Of course David. Believe it or not, I can't wait to get them out of my pussy. They've been up there a long time and I'm sure they're soaking wet."
She lifted her skirt and grabbed hold of her panties. She slid them off of her ass and slowly lowered them over her stockings' tops and down her thighs. The material that was inside of her pussy stayed there as long as it could before it finally flew out. It reminded me of a guitar string being plucked. I could see the darker color of the panties that was wet from Ellen's juices. The stain covered the entire crotch portion of the underwear. She took them off and placed them under my nose. I took a long deep breath, filling my sense of smell with the aroma of Ellen's cunt.
"Take them in your mouth and taste me David," she said softly. I opened my mouth and Ellen gently placed the wet portion of her panties in my mouth.
"Suck on it and taste me David," she told me.
I sucked on the crotch of Ellen's panties and was surprised at how overpowering her flavor was. I expected to taste more of the material, and not Ellen. I smiled as the taste reminded me of the previous evening, when I had my mouth buried deep inside of Ellen's wet cunt. My over-stimulated cock was bending in my pants, trying its best to get out, and beginning to cause a bit of pain. Ellen sensed my discomfort, took her panties from my mouth and looked at the bulge in my pants.
"Do you want me to fix that?" she asked.
"Go right ahead," I said.
Ellen shifted her body, sliding her ass towards her door and placing her head over my lap. Ellen unzipped the fly of my pants and took my hard cock out. The cold air, inside the car, hit my dick like a slap in the face. I felt Ellen's warm hand hold my cock firmly. I thought that she was only going to reposition my dick, so that I would be comfortable. The next thing I knew, Ellen had my entire cock inside of her mouth. I looked down and could only see the top of Ellen's head going up and down as she began to give me a blowjob as I drove. I thought of telling her to stop, but the feeling of her warm mouth sliding on my cock, stopped me.
Slowly, Ellen made love to my cock with her mouth. I could feel my shorts begin to become soaked with Ellen's saliva. Her spit began to bathe my balls with a warm, slippery solution. It felt uncomfortable and very erotic at the same time. It was as if my cock and balls were inside of her mouth all at once. Ellen used her tongue as she always did. She explored my entire cock with it. She played with the hole of my cock, softly teasing it with the tip of her tongue. She brought her tongue to the underside of my cock, driving me crazy as she playfully tickled me there. I adjusted the front seat back, so that she would have more room, away from the steering wheel. I knew that if she kept this up I would cum.
I tapped Ellen on the head and said, "If you don't stop this soon, I'm going to cum." Ellen continued to suck on my dick, not paying any attention to me. I began to feel my cock preparing itself to let loose its load.
I said to Ellen again, "You have to stop now or I'm going to cum in your mouth Ellen." I leaned my head to see if she had heard me, and I thought I could see the form of a smile at the corner of her mouth. I squeezed the steering wheel tightly because I knew what was going to happen next. I tried to hold my orgasm back as long as I could, but Ellen's mouth was stronger than my will. She held her head still over my entire cock when she knew I was about to cum. I moaned and braced myself as the first wave went through my cock. A small explosion of cum was quickly, followed, by a larger, more active one. My ass came off of my seat, as my hips thrust up into the air. Ellen kept her head in my lap and rode out the storm. I began to feel my cum and Ellen's saliva, ooze down my crotch, past my balls, and into the seat of my pants. Ellen might have been able to swallow my first load, but the second was too unexpected for her to handle in the position we were in. I sat back down into my cum, as Ellen once again began to go up and down on my cock with her warm mouth. The feeling I felt on my ass was soon replaced by the stimulation of Ellen's oral massage. There was nothing I could do about the mess, so I might as well enjoy what Ellen was still doing to my cock. Ellen squeezed my cock in her hand and sucked the last bit of cum into her mouth. When she was finally done licking my cock as clean as she could, she took it from her mouth and sat up. Her lips and cheeks were smeared with my cum. There was even a drop on the tip of her nose. I pointed at her, smiled, and then began to laugh. She looked into the vanity mirror and began to laugh too.
"If you think you look bad," I said, "you should see the insides of my shorts."
"I am very sorry about that David," she said, as she wiped my cum from her face with a tissue. "I tried to keep it all in my mouth, but I was kind of caught off guard by that second blast from nowhere. I hate to waste good cum."
We both laughed again, and I tried to get comfortable as Ellen tucked my cock back inside of my pants. I shut the air off and opened the windows. If I was going to be uncomfortable, I would rather be hot than cold.
We finally made it to her hotel. I dared not move, not knowing what it would feel like. I sat frozen in 90 degree heat.
Ellen looked at me and smiled. "Now you know what a surprise period can be like for a woman."
"I'm glad I'm a man," I said.
"So am I David," said Ellen. "There's nothing you can really do David. I'll get a couple of towels from the pool area and you can wrap it around yourself after you take your shorts off. How does that sound?"
"It sounds fine, but what do I do for clothes?" I asked. "I can't walk around in my rented tux."
Ellen pondered the problem for just a second, and then said, "We'll send your clothes down to the laundry service, here at the hotel, to get cleaned. They also have a small gift shop downstairs. I've been in it and I remember seeing some shorts for sale. We can call down and see if they have some in your size. I'll just put it on my room bill and have them sent up. In the mean time, you'll be upstairs in my room with me. That's where you were going to be anyways."
Ellen leaned over and kissed me deeply. She pushed her tongue in my mouth and moaned softly. "I'll be right back," she said softly. "Don't go anywhere."
She smiled and quickly went to get me some towels. I watched her walk until I couldn't see her anymore. In her short leather skirt and high heels, her legs looked much longer. The seams of her stockings were not as straight as they once were. I imagined how they still led up towards her round, firm ass. I thought how good she must look standing there with only her stockings and high heels on. I wished that I were in back of her, squeezing her ass in my hands, pushing my hand between her legs and feeling her wet cunt with my fingers. I could see her bend over in front of me, reaching behind her ass, and pulling the lips of her cunt as far apart as she could. I imagined myself kneeling down and licking her juices as they flowed from her cunt.
My cock began to harden as my mind worked, and the uncomfortable feeling that it brought, as my body and sticky clothes shifted, was more than enough to stop my dreams. I tried to concentrate on other things until I felt "comfortable" again.
In the heat, it was as if Ellen had been gone for an hour; it was only ten minutes. I finally spotted her coming back. I watched as she tried to run, in her heels and tight skirt, back to where we had parked. The sound of her heels hitting the sidewalk was much louder now. Her tits bounced up and down as each heel sent out its rapping noise.
"I hurried as fast as I could David," she said panting.
The hair on her head had lost some of its body. Strands of it had mixed with her sweat that had collected on her brow, and was now stationary there. Her face was flushed. Beads of sweat were building on her chest and rolling down between her tits; her nipples were hard. She looked like sex. I gazed up at her not saying anything.
"David?" she asked.
"Do you know you're beautiful?" I said.
She smiled at me, as she bent down to the open car window, and said softly, "So are you David." She leaned in and gave me a very soft and yet passionate kiss.
Ellen held out the towels that she had brought and said, "Come on David. Let's get you out of those shorts and up to my room."
I took the towels from her and slowly tried to take my shorts off. The feeling was gross. "I" felt like a wet dream, only worse. Ellen watched and smiled as I wiggled my way to freedom. I wrapped one of the large pool towels around myself and got out of the car.
"We can use one of the side entrances to get in," said Ellen. She wrapped my dirty clothes in the other towel she had brought, and we made our way inside. "Don't let that towel slip," she warned me, as we waited for an elevator.
