It started simply enough. I see an attractive woman at the hotel bar and
offer her a drink. She accepts and we converse. Soon, we are laughing and joking
like intimate friends. She recommends that we take the conversation and drinks
to her room, and I agree. I allow her to walk ahead, not only to lead the way,
but also so I can admire the extreme curves of her ass. The sight of their
provocative sway entices me, and I feel myself harden. She stops at her door,
and with a sensual glance, opens it and enters. I follow. She looks at me and
grins. She has noticed the large bulge at my crotch. Before I can speak, she
approaches and rubs the front of my pants. "Let me take some of the pressure
off", she says.
Firmly, she places one hand on my chest and begins unbuttoning my shirt while
pushing me backward, never ceasing to rub my ever hardening cock beneath my
pants. Her ministrations weaken me, and even though I lean to being more
agressive during sex, I find myself submitting to her motions more and more. Her
hand slides down my now bare chest to undo my belt, then my pants, which fall to
my ankles. Simultaneously, I step out of my shoes and the slacks, and allow her
to remove my shirt and shorts. She guides me to the bed and, in my state of
helpless lust, allow her to manuver me as she saw fit. I stare directly into her
eyes, mine being heavy lidded as she continues to control me through her deft
pulls, twists, and strokes of my cock. With her free hand, she begins to undo
her dress and bra, both falling off of her. Her skin is beautiful; soft,smooth,
and caramel colored.
I admire her body as mine writhes and sweats under her control. She has
beautiful muscle tone. She sits between my widespread legs, continuing to
stroke. Her other hand slides under the elastic of her thong and removes it. I
see it as it springs free. She has a cock. My eyes lock upon it and stare. It is
definitely a cock, as hard and erect as my own. I try to react, but she is too
quick. Her hands grab my wrists and hold them to my sides, her legs pivot on top
of mine, locking me into position, and her head goes down and she takes me into
her mouth. "Stop!", I protest. "Stop!". Deep inside, I know it is to no avail.
If with the simple use of one hand she is able to all but control me, I knew
that I was already too far gone. Her lips and tongue slowly, yet thoroughly
began to drain me of my resistance. My mind raced. Dazed, I tried to make sense
of what was happening. Attempts to push her off were a waste of energy.
Her hands and legs had me pinned. Even if that were not the case, the act of
her licking, sucking, and tasting me made me unsure if I wanted to be released,
yet I continued to try. She had been controlling me orally for over 20 minutes,
and my strength had been drained. She know well what to do. Several times I felt
an orgasm about to explode, yet she sensed it and redirected her focus onto a
less sensitive area until the building explosion subsided.
"Stop......stop....stop sucking me...I.....". Even my verbal protests began to
weaken. "No....stop.....stop suc......ahuhhh...uhhhh...", my words are reduced
to gasps and moans as she deliberately induces such intense pleasure that words
can no longer be formed. Now in a state of submission, I try to move my hips to
force an orgasm, yet her control persists unabated. Her teeth now joined the
fray, and gently nibbled and bit to keep the explosion at bay.
When she saw that neither my mind nor body were able to resist, she changed
position. With movement that seemed to take place in slow motion, she grasped my
wrists and moved upward across my body, raising my hands over my head and
positioning her hips over my throbbing and pulsating cock. Ever so slowly, she
lowered her self and took me into her arse. Once I was entirely within her, she
began to ride. She paced herself at first, then began to hump and buck with
intensity. My hips moved in tandem with her motion. I glanced at her eyes and
saw the deep satisfaction of victory. She ground and rotated as I thought only a
pussy could; to the point that she felt comfortable is releasing my hands and
began to massage her breasts. I watched her, mesmerized.
Over time, it was obvious that she was reaching the same state to which she
had brought me. Moans and whimpers escaped from her lips, and her skin now
glistened with sweat, beads blending into streams which followed her rich
curves. With only control left at my disposal, my gripped her hips and forced
them up and down with a greater force. "Ahh..ahh..ahh..ahh.....", she moaned.
Soon, it was clear that neither of us could go much longer. Her body had
submitted to my cock as my cock had submitted to her. We burst together, waves
of incredible intensity rushing again and again. Even when the sensation
subsided, and my orgasm completed, I continued to rock her until each of had cum
several times.
I had lost count when I noticed how limp she had become; her body now moving
only on instinct and sensation, her eyes rolled back so that the whites could be
seen. I looked down at her still erect cock, and began to pump it furiously. She
gasped and moaned. Soon, she was cumming from both ass and cock, forcing still
more cum from my body. Not to be outdone, she slid one hand under my cock and
squeezed and massaged my balls. We both came with the last of our strength and
our fluids. She collapsed on my chest, our bodies heaving with exhaustion. I
passed out, not sure who had taken who, or even who had submitted; yet deep
inside I knew.
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