by Mia Hart
After an hour or so drinking at the bar, I see my mates head swiftly towards the exit with John’s friends in tow. Sasha waves me over and I quickly follow .
“What are you doing now?” I say .
“We’re all heading back to the hotel. You two coming, I can see you’re getting on well?” Sasha asks, shooting me a wicked grin .
“I thought we were heading into town, it’s still really early .”
“Come on, it will be fun!” she says, clutching on firmly to her new prey .
I look behind me and see that John’s already holding my jacket .
“Fuck it,” I mumble to myself, and the whole group, except for one of the firemen who’s now looking like a complete desperado on the dance floor, head out to the rain soaked street and hail a cab back to our hotel .
4
W hen we get to the lobby of the hotel Sasha leads the way, gesturing for all of us to keep quiet. She whispers over to Mikki and asks her to make herself a decoy at reception, by flirting with the concierge. It’s against hotel policy to bring strangers back to the hotel, a weird rule in this day and age. The rest of us creep past the lobby desk and head toward the elevator, trying to make as little noise and fuss as possible. Just before the door closes, Mikki scurries towards us, giggling on her way, leaving the poor night concierge a confused mess. The door of the elevator then closes .
Inside, Sasha and Mikki waste no time snogging the faces off the two hunks that they’ve claimed. Their hands go everywhere, grabbing asses and firm bulges through trousers. If this scene was a fire, then the whole place would be red-hot !
I just stand frozen, trying to ignore it all, as I feel John’s eyes burn into me. My legs are now firmly crossed. I use my handbag to cover my clenched sex as my knickers already moisten at the idea of what may come. He moves in closer and places an arm on my lower back. I bite down my bottom lip, trying to control my nerves which tremble with anticipation. It’s been over four months since I last had sex and I was positively gagging for it. Yet I was too embarrassed to start on him until we were in the privacy of our own space. I was so happy I won that single room earlier in the day. It’s okay for Sash and Mikki to share, as they’ve zero issue fucking right in front of each other—I guess I’m just a little more reserved when it comes to sex, or at least the idea of being watched. Although if this lift doesn’t get a move on, I must admit that might quickly change !
When the elevator’s doors finally open, we spill out into the corridor and sprint to our rooms. My two friends scramble to get their key cards in the door of their room. When they manage to open up, they all rush in. Sasha’s head trails behind, devilishly looking at me and hysterically laughing. John and I then enter our room .
As soon as the lights come on he grabs me, kissing me passionately. He kisses me on my soft wet lips, enjoying the taste of my cherry lip-balm. He’s now completely possessed with lust, which takes me back at first. He pushes me further towards the bed and runs his tongue along the arch of my neck and down towards my breasts. With his manly, strong hands—the same hands he uses to save lives every day—he caress every inch of my body. He runs his fingers up and down the length of my back, right down to my ass—squeezing my cheeks with frenzied passion. Like a powerful beast he hoists me up, allowing me to wrap my long silky smooth legs around his torso. He then begins to rip at his shirt collar, popping the buttons clean off. My eyes widen as I stare at his exposed chest. He has the most well defined and muscular body I have ever seen .
Shaking with passion, he pulls my skirt up around my waist—exposing my tiny panties which are now dripping wet and hungry for that cock of his. I can feel his erection, still in his pants, press towards my pussy. It wouldn’t be long before they would meet. I nuzzle into his jaw, stroking my pierced tongue along the length of his neck and smelling the delicious cologne he wears. Being held so firmly in his arms feels so amazing—I feel like a super-vixen, writhing and teasing him. This boy better last, I think to myself. I want this moment to go on forever .
After he rips open my blouse, he tears off my bra, exposing my firm, pert tits. He begins to eat like a starving soldier at the sweet perfumed flesh on display. I let out a loud moan as he caresses them, making my pussy so wet that my panties are now completely soaked through. Without warning, I prize myself swiftly away from his grasp and take a few backward steps towards the bathroom door. He looks at me like a lost puppy at the beach, completely confused by the sudden break in action. Just as he starts to ask a question, I place a finger to my lips and with a smile say, “Shush .”
I leave him standing there, with that huge erection practically piercing through his trousers .
Grabbing my travel bag, I dive into the bathroom and lock the door. I switch the bathroom mirror on and take a brief moment to compose myself before I open my bag. I can hear two things now: his rapping at the door, pleading for me, no, BEGGING for me to come back out, and, as I re-apply lipstick, the second thing I hear are the muffled moans and noises of clanging bed posts next door .
“Fuck me bitch, fuck me you cunt!” These words clearly come from Sasha. I just grin. She’s one bad girl !
As the ritual from next door continues, I slip off all my clothes and liberally spray perfume all over my sexy lean body. Tracing my hand down below I examine my vagina, which is clearly lubricated from the early foreplay and build up. I am happy that I decided to trim my pubic hair just before we flew out on our travels .
A knock at the door…“Baby please, get out here. I have a fire to put out !”
I cringe at his awful pun, but smile and shrug it off. Nothing was going to put me off fucking this man’s brain out and it was kind of sweet, in a dorky way .
I reach further into my bag and pull out a sexier pair of black silk-knickers, a dog collar, a condom—safe sex is smart sex—and a pair of handcuffs. Bending down to zip up my bag, I notice my feet—my toes are painted crimson red and still look great in spite of our long walk around town earlier that day .
Another knock at the door and right on cue, as he’s baying for me, I open up and push him backwards. His jaw almost drops right to the floor as he stumbles back in a daze—this strong man, completely entranced by what he sees standing before him. I make the most of it and ham my walk up, like a cartoon version of a catwalk model—slowly walking closer towards him on the balls of my feet .
On the corner of the room is a light dimming switch, I turn it down to create just a slither of warm ambient light. I smile seductively as he falls back on the bed with his penis standing to glorious attention. Like a cat I creep over him, pawing at his legs and abs with my hands and dabbing him at the same time with my tongue. The vision of me practically naked with that dog collar on, almost makes him cum right then and there! I jangle the handcuffs in front of him. He looks at me as if a little worried .
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” he nervously says .
I sit back on his hips, looking like a disappointed little girl—flicking at the cuffs and sticking out my bottom lip, pulling a sad pouty face .
“Fuck it though, put them on!” he excitedly exclaims .
Of course he wanted to now, how could he not? I had all the power .
Slowly attaching each hand with a cuff to the bed post, I toss the key onto the dressing table. With that I pull his underwear down past his knees and almost recoil in shock, very nearly breaking the sex-kitten illusion I’ve created. His erect cock is huge. And I mean huge —a long thick shaft, with a beautifully glistening head .
I open a side draw on the dressing table and take out some chocolate-mint lube—Sasha’s not the only naughty one !
After I pour the cool liquid over his thick dick and balls, I begin to slowly massage it in which sends him into waves of joy. The bedstead is shaking now, as his arms strain to break free. It’s both heaven and purgatory for this poor boy and I love torturing him !
Reaching down whilst I’m on top of him, I brush a piece of hair behind my ear
and open my mouth—not instantly wrapping my lips around his cock, but tracing and tickling his purple head with my warm and willing tongue .
As he squirms with pleasure I slowly draw down on his penis, wrapping my soft lips around the hardness of his cock. I pull back and forth very slowly, occasionally breaking to run the cool metal of my piercing around and underneath his foreskin. He jolts and slithers in ecstasy as I begin to simultaneously finger my pink wet gash, rubbing at my aching clit. My whole body feels sensational but I just can’t take much more. I need to feel his strong hands caress my expectant body. Quickly, I fumble for the cuff keys and free him .
In an instant, he tosses me down on to my back and begins to finger my sobbing pussy. His two forefingers fuck me, as his thumb rubs my clit in circular motions. I wail with pleasure from his experienced touch. Briefly, I open my eyes and see that his jaw is clenched tight. From looking so handsome earlier, he suddenly looks like a caged monster—hungry to rip me apart with his monster manhood. It makes me feel so incredibly sexy just knowing that I can bring this man to his very knees .
“Fuck me!” I demand .
As soon as those words exit my mouth he’s on top of me like a beast. I stop him again, just before he enters me. He now looks mortified .
“Nope,” I say, with a mock disapproving look. I take out a condom from the draw, and wave it in front of his face. He smiles as the penny finally drops, and rips open the pack with his teeth. As he’s adjusting the rubber to place over his beautiful penis, I take over and finish the job for him. I just can’t wait. He breathes heavily, with a sense of agonising anticipation, as I slide the condom over the length of his mammoth erection .
“That’s better, go on then boy…fuck me,” I playfully say .
Without any more hesitation, he pushes his hot cock deep inside my tight, wet sex—in and out slowly at first, but with a deep and firm force. He’s coated in sweat and cologne. His musk fills my nose with a delicious sweet scent, sending me wild .
He bangs me harder and faster, as I push up against him. I claw at my breasts, squeezing at them with animal like pleasure. As he fucks me, I place a finger in my mouth and look up to him with a sexy gaze. This drives him even more wild, and as he screws me, he begins to simultaneously rub at my clit again, pressing firm, and keeping a steadily and satisfying rhythm .
I scream .
As I do, I hear him moan loudly and order him to instantly stop. He pulls out straight away, clutching his penis hard—trying his best not to cum. He violently shakes as he desperately tries to stop. I want this to continue for as long as possible and I’m sure he does too. I flip over and perch myself on all fours, waving my bubble shaped ass right in front of his face—teasing him almost to the point of delirium. He dives right in with his tongue, lashing at my moist pussy with utter thirst. I’m in another world now, biting down hard on the pillow. He momentarily stops, stretches out my arms, and handcuffs me. I’m more than happy to oblige in role reversal and I playfully ask him, in my sexiest voice, “Am I a bad girl ?”
“Yes!” he shouts, as he spanks my ass. The sting of his palm on my tender behind makes my pussy tingle and throb with excitement. Wasting no more time, he thrusts his large hot cock deep inside me—fucking me now with furious speed. He has a hand cupped underneath me, rubbing my wet clit from behind as he continues to screw .
“I’m Coming, I’m COMING!!!!!!!!” I scream .
My belly shoots with stars of unadulterated pleasure. I am now in spasms, as wave after wave of orgasms drown me in a sea of pure ecstasy—writhing and twisting, deliciously hanging on to the sexual high which courses through my entire body. And right away I can feel, with the tightness of my pussy lips, his dick begin to violently vibrate. He pulls out swiftly. I look over my shoulder and watch a river of hot cum fill and overflow his condom. The groan he lets out is almost primeval .
On release, he collapses in an exhausted heap beside me, clutching onto his weeping cock, now devoid of any strength. I look at him through my matted tangle of brown hair, not saying a single word .
The temporary moment of silence is quickly broken by three large bangs on the bedroom wall …
Sasha then shouts, “You go girl !”
We’re still staring at each other when I wiggle my fingers, “Keys ?”
Suddenly, we both break into relived and joyous laughter .
S asha my friend…you’re one crazy, beautiful bitch and I thank-you !
5
T he following day we arrange to go around the city a bit more and do some culture surfing. It wasn’t all drinking and sex on this trip. We’d made a promise that we would experience all the different things America had to offer, in every facet possible. Although I felt great about the wonderful night before, not remembering when I ever had sex like that, I also felt a little melancholy. John had to start a five day shift, and the reality of seeing him before we left seemed pretty slim. What made me feel slightly blue was that apart from the amazing sex we had, I felt we really connected in the bar—just talking and mulling over life .
We leave the hotel pretty late that morning, missing the hotel’s complimentary breakfast service, so we decide to go for some coffee and food at a local waffle house. As we eat, we all swap stories from the crazy night before and aside from a mild hangover, everyone feels pretty good .
“Did you guys get their numbers?” I ask .
“Nah, it was fun and all that but this is a long trip and there isn’t a chance in hell I’m getting swept away by just one guy,” Sasha bluntly replies .
“You?” I ask Mikki, hoping for a different response .
“Same here, you know I’ve just escaped a long term relationship back home and all I want is a little fun .”
Sasha looks at me with a furrowed brow. “You really like that guy, don’t you ?”
I just shrug .
She continues, “Listen babes, we’ve a lot of miles ahead of us, a lot of places to see, and with that comes a lot of boys, don’t let your emotions cloud you, yeah ?”
“But he’s so nice!” I say .
“So you got his number then?” Sasha replies, shaking her head. “I dunno Gem, you may feel very different a week from now .”
I don’t say anything and just grin, silently nodding and, although it hurts to admit, half agreeing with her .
As my friends tuck into breakfast, I excuse myself, go to the bathroom, and freshen myself up for the day ahead .
After using the toilet, I go over to the sink and wash my hands. Standing there for some time, I stare vacantly into the mirror. I wonder if I would ever meet another guy quite like John on this trip. I guess time will tell. I take my phone out of my purse and scroll down my recent contacts …
John.
After what seems like an eternity, I look back to the mirror and stare intently at my reflection. I draw a large intake of breath, and with one quick press I delete his number. I’ve got to stick with my girls now—after all, I did make a vow not to break our bond .
Quickly, I brush my hair back into a ponytail, dab at the slight lipstick smudge on the corner of my mouth, and leave the bathroom .
Walking back to our table I feel more at ease and ready to carry on with our little adventure. We are free, single, and independent young women .
Being out here, with my two best friends, is the most amazing thing I could ever wish for. Already loving life on the road, no man was worth breaking that for. We still had so much more to see. Anyway, at this point on our travels, we had yet to make it to the west coast and we heard through the grapevine that the beaches are full of yummy, sexy, hot young guys .
I can hardly wait !
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