I turned to face him and his lips instantly fused with mine. We kissed passionately as we stumbled further into the suite, not breaking apart until we were beside the enormous king size bed in the master bedroom. While we continued to kiss, I felt his fingers move lower down my stomach, while his other hand unzipped my dress.
I felt flushed, a combination of his hands exploring my body and the alcohol that I had consumed earlier. My dress was incredibly tight, and even after he had it unzipped, it still clung to my body. He continued to kiss my neck roughly as he slid the dress down and off of me. Shivers went through my body as he kissed my shoulders while simultaneously unclasping and removing my bra exposing my breasts.
James immediately attached his mouth to one of my hard pink nipples and instantly started gently biting and sucking before licking around my breast and moving to the other side. I threw my head back and moaned and gasped, as he worked my nipples, massaging one while busily lapping at the other.
While he continued to play with my breasts, I began to unbuttoning his shirt, which stopped his ministrations to my nipples so I could get rid of his unwanted article of clothing. Once I had his shirt on the floor, I moved to his pants, tugging at his belt buckle and zipper. Before I knew it, I added James’ pants and boxers to the growing pile of clothes on the floor between us.
He broke our passionate kiss, and we paused for a moment to look into each other’s eyes. Getting caught up in the hedonistic moment, I got down on my knees in front of him.
I paused for a few seconds to marvel at his cock, which I had to admit was a magnificent specimen. It was long and fat, and I scooted just a bit closer so I could take it in my mouth. I gently gripped the shaft and ran my tongue over the large purple head, tasting the precum that had formed on the slit. I licked up and down his shaft several times, coating his cock with my saliva. I looked up and James’ eyes were closed and low groans were escaping his mouth. Smiling, I took the head into my mouth and started sucking on it, moving it slowly in and out, teasing him. He continued to groan and writhe as I took more of him into my mouth until I had most of him in my throat. I looked up again and his eyes rolled back as I started to move my head faster. I was able to relax my throat which allowed me to take him all the way down to the root.
After several minutes, he was grunting loudly and began to thrust himself in and out of my mouth. At that point, I remained motionless which allowed him to control the pace. I kept my lips sealed tight around his cock while his hips continued to thrust back and forth rapidly. I could taste his pre-cum in my mouth, which got me even more aroused.
I felt his body start to tense and his breathing change. For a moment I thought he was going to cum in my mouth until he took a step back which caused his cock to slip from between my lips. I watched as he took a few deep breaths and regained control of himself which postponed his impending orgasm.
I looked up, our eyes momentarily meeting and we exchanged a brief smile. Wordlessly, he he helped me up off my knees and then playfully pushed me back onto the bed. In an instant, he was on top of me and kissing me passionately and I felt his hard cock press against the inside of my thigh. He trailed kisses down my body until he reached my thong, which was now soaked completely through. I felt him slip his fingers under the material and slide it to the side, over the thin strip of light brown pubic hair above my vagina. I opened my legs wide giving him better access and watched as he lowered his eyes, looking hungrily at my pussy.
“My God, you’re so wet Melanie,” he said, as his eyes traveled over my body.
I felt my wetness seeping out of my vagina and running down the inside of my thighs. Giving blow jobs always got me hot and tonight was no exception. He slid his fingers underneath the thin material of my thong and peeled it off.
Teasing me, he ignored my glistening pussy and kissed and licked my inner thigh, then I felt his mouth travel to the other side where he licked and gently bit the inside of my other inner thigh inching closer my pussy.
By this time, I was moaning and bucking my hips. I could no longer stand any more of his teasing and I grabbed his face and moved him so that his mouth was in line with my vagina. Apparently, that was all the prodding he needed, as he immediately started sucking on my clit and running his tongue up and down my wet slit. Gasping, I looked down as he extended his tongue and pushed it deep inside of me.
I felt him put his hands on my ass cheeks, which he massaged roughly while keeping his tongue buried in my wet sex. The intense pleasure he was giving me with his mouth made me feel like I was slipping in and out of consciousness and I could hear the slurping sounds emanating from between my legs. My hips were bucking wildly as I ground my pussy roughly into his face. I shook and shuddered and experienced my first, of what would end up being many, orgasms of the evening.
He let me recover by licking the wetness from the inside of my thighs and thankfully his mouth stayed away from my sensitive clit for a minute or so. Once he saw that I had recovered and my faculties had returned, he began to lick up and down my slit again. This time, he put two fingers inside of me and curled them upwards, while working his tongue over my clit hard and fast. Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire. I was beginning to appreciate his talented tongue and he drove me to two more orgasms before I pushed him away.
While I was coming down and trying to regain my senses, I watched him climb up over me and capture my lips with his. His face was shiny with my juices, and as his tongue plunged into my mouth, I could taste my pussy during our very erotic kiss. While his tongue was exploring my mouth, I felt his thick erection press against the inside of my thigh and I suddenly realized that he hadn’t come yet.
While continuing to kiss me, he took his shaft in his hand and I felt him run the bulbous head up and down my lips and over my wet slit. He then positioned himself right above my opening and slipped the head inside and then powerfully pushed forward, instantly opening and filling me. I pulled my mouth away from his gasping and moaning in pleasure. Almost instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he started to slowly thrust in and out of me.
He began to move inside of me with a slow and steady pace of long even strokes. He then moved forward and I felt his weight on top of me sensually crushing my breasts against his chest. I moved my hips up to meet his thrusts and felt another orgasm rock my body. Seeing my release, he began pumping furiously into me. As he quickened the pace, I began to thrust my hips up hard against him. Both of us were grunting and sweating profusely as he fucked me hard and fast on that big bed. I started screaming as another powerful orgasm overtook me and my body shook almost uncontrollably as James continued his powerful thrusts.
After I had come down from the peak, I could tell by his breathing he was close to orgasm, when he suddenly pulled out of me.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered.
Without thinking, I quickly complied and turned over burying my head into a pillow and raising my ass into the air presenting myself to him. I felt him slide up behind me and position himself. I was so wet from my orgasms that his cock slid easily back inside of me. Once again, he started with long smooth strokes. I heard him moan as I tightened my muscles, squeezing his cock inside of me.
This spurred him on and he once again picked up the pace, his thick cock pistoning in and out of me roughly. I felt his balls slap against my ass as he grabbed my thighs and pounded me hard. I felt his breathing start to change and his body tensed up and I knew he was again close to orgasm. I reached up between my legs and rubbed my clit which instantly sent me over the edge. Simultaneously, I heard him grunt and let out a low moan as he came inside of me.
Exhausted, he collapsed on top of me and we rested for several moments until our breathing returned to normal and I felt his cock soften and then slip out of me as he moved to my side.
“I could use a bottle of water, what about you?” he said, smiling at me.
“A bottle of water sounds perfect” I said, while pulling up the sheet from the mangled bed, to cover myself up to my waist.
I watched as he strode across the room towards the mini bar. I couldn’t help but sneak a peek at his ass as he walked away from me. It was tight and toned; he obviously spent as much time in the gym as I did. When he returned to the room my eyes instantly lowered as his penis came into few. Even flaccid, it still looked impressive, swinging back and forth, the head touching one thigh and then the other as he walked. I looked back up and my eyes caught his and he gave me a knowing smile. I looked down, shyly realizing he’d caught me admiring his cock. He handed me the bottle of water and slipped back into the bed beside me.
We began talking again as we sipped our water. We talked of our love of Southern California and of the rich history of Los Angeles. Why did I feel so comfortable around him? Post-coitus conversations should be awkward and uncomfortable, but this wasn’t. I had only known him for six hours, but it felt like six years.
After about an hour of easy conversation, I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wanted me again. As we moved closer to each other and joined our bodies together, everything felt perfect. This time, it wasn’t animalistic fucking like before. His motions were slow and easy, and we took our time. We enjoyed each other’s bodies and reveled in the pleasure we were giving each other. We both reached orgasm easily and as the sun started to come up, I fell into a deep sleep in his arms.
The last thing I remembered thinking was, did we just make love?
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