I have this fantasy where I meet a woman in the hotel bar who
is wearing a trench coat, buttoned tightly over her voluptuous
body, her sexy legs extend teasingly from underneath in
fishnets. We share a quiet drink, not a whole lot of words.
Just a few smiles, as if we both know what's about to
happen.

She quietly slides me her room key and whispers, "Meet
me in 10 minutes." and she leaves the bar. I can barely
stand waiting 10 minutes. I finally rise and head for her
suite.

I get to the room and fumble with the key. As I open the door,
she's standing there, without her trenchcoat on,
revealing gorgeous, lacy lingerie and the incredible
body I'd been fantasizing about. She pulls me into
the room, letting the door swing shut on its own, and she
begins kissing me passionately in the doorway. She begins
rubbing her hands all over my body, and she grabs my hands
to place them firmly over her wonderful breasts. We keep
kissing as I massage her breasts. She begins to work her
hands down my pants to jerk on my hard, throbbing cock. The
kissing keeps getting more and more intense as she works
my shirt off, and gets my pants wide open so she can have full
access to me.

She pulls me further into the candle-lit room, towards
the bed. As she falls backwards onto the bed, she pulls me
into her open legs. Kneeling and leaning into the bed, I
begin to kiss, nuzzle, and lick her inner thighs, making
my way to her warm wet panties. Pulling them off, I put my
hot mouth on her drenched pussy, and I begin to lick and suckle
her clit. She moans with delight. Normally, I would take
my time, but this evening things are a little too intense
and I ravish her pussy, as though I may never taste of its
tart sweetness again. Her moaning grows more intense and
her legs alternately flex closed and open around my neck
and shoulders. I use my strength to keep her legs apart,
to continue this devouring unabated. She squirms and writhes
under my oral assault. She cums, hard, convulsing as she
does so. I don't stop. I can't stop. She's
beside herself, and still I press on.


Finally she can take no more, and she shoves me backward
onto the floor with her feet and legs. She's on me before
I can react. She's furiously getting my clothes off
me. I try to sit up, but she shoves me back down onto the floor.
She grabs and tugs on my hard cock. She pours her mouth over
it, licking and sucking... stroking. The power of the moment
is almost too much for me, so I push her back a little and sit
up; I kiss her intently. She looks at me and smiles. She rises
and sits on the bed in front of me, seductively taking off
her fishnets. The look in her eye tells me what is about to
happen next.

She rises and pulls me to my feet. She leads me around the
bed to a waiting hottub, still steaming in anticipation.
She draws me into the bubbles, draws me into her passionate,
warm kisses. She begins to massage my hardness slowly and
teasingly now, as I begin to rub her breasts. My hand wanders
to her warmth, and I begin to rub her clit. She begins to moan
again. I press my finger inside her steaming, wet pussy
and begin to work it in and out... savoring her growing moans.
She spreads her legs a little further, allowing me to get
two fingers into her, and she jerks with pleasure as she
kisses me even more passionately.

She pushes me and my hand away from her, smiles at me, and
turns around. She spreads her legs and looks back at me,
an inviting look in her eye. I enter her from behind, slowly
at first, working myself gently into her, fitting like
I was meant to be for her. We slowly grind and enjoy the pleasure
of connection. We build into more heated and rhythmic love
making as I caress her breasts and nipples from behind.
She groans from the pleasure. It builds into a fast and furious
motion. Our bodies build into an intimate crescendo. She
moans, "I'm going to cum again!" As she
does, as she quivers, as she throws her head back in orgasmic
delight, I release everything I have left into her preciousness.


I lean over her, panting just a little. She leads me out of
the hottub, gently towels me off. She towels herself off
as well. She leads me over to the bed, removes her lace bra,
and gets me to lay face down. She produces warm massage oil,
and slowly massages my neck, shoulders, back, butt, legs
and feet. She lays and straddles over top of me as she does
it. I can feel her breasts and nipples on my back. She takes
her time. It's strong, firm, and stress relieving.
She rolls me over and begins with the front of my body. Laying
over me and straddling me again, she presses her breasts and nipples
into my face and mouth when she can. I worship her breasts.
She works her hands up and down my body. She saves my now hardening
cock for last. Pouring oil over it, and laying next to me
and kissing me, she seductively begins to jerk me off. Her
intent is clear, but I am not willing. I push her hand and
body away from mine, forcing her to lay on the bed facing
me. I pour the oil over her body, caressing and massaging
it in. She loves my touch. She reaches for my hardness and
strokes me more. I work over her body and legs, and when I
reach her wetness, she arcs her back, moaning with anticipation...