I arrived at the hotel after JJ did. The first thing I did was find his car, park, and grab the room key that he had left for me under his windshield wiper. I went into the hotel, stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the second floor, checking my phone to make sure I remembered the room number correctly from his text. Room 225. As the elevator doors opened, I looked both ways, trying to spot a room number so I would know which hallway to follow. I found the room quickly, and knocked gently before sliding the key in the door and walking in.
Even though I had met him before this, I was still feeling that excited anticipation that accompanies a first meeting, only this time I wasn’t nervous, and I knew exactly what he looked like. Tall, handsome, salt and pepper hair, twinkling and mischievous eyes, broad shoulders, strong arms, engaging smile.
The room was dim, but not dark – just the way I like it. I took a few steps in and then I saw him, laying naked in bed waiting for me. I smiled, remembering how two days ago, I was the one waiting naked in bed for him to arrive. The memories of that day rushed back and I instantly became wet.
I greeted him with a kiss and excused myself to go clean up a bit. A few minutes later, I came back to the side of the bed and started taking off my clothes, in a hurry to climb into bed with him. The minute I crawled next to him, we wrapped his arms around me, pulled me close to him, and kissed me deeply.
Ahhhhh…..that amazing feeling is indescribable - skin-on-skin, the whole length of our bodies touching as his tongue explored my mouth and I breathed him in. We kissed for a long time – exactly what I needed to relax and release the stress of work and everything else in my life outside that hotel room. I wanted nothing in my life or on my mind right then but him.
I could have just stayed there all afternoon kissing him, but eventually I felt his hand slowly tracing its way down my body, lingering at my breast, then moving down to my hip, my thigh….then gently tracing my outer pussy lips. I moaned softly. He loved to tease me and make me wait for him to slowly bring me to that place where I would do anything for him, absolutely anything he wanted.
I opened my legs for him and he slid a finger inside me. We both moaned into our kiss this time. He slowly alternated between rubbing my clit and finger fucking me. I started rocking my hips and pressing against his hand, still kissing him, but losing some of my focus. When he started rubbing my clit with his thumb while he pumped a few fingers in and out of me, I couldn’t hold back. I moaned loudly and dug my fingers into his shoulders. He whispered into my ear, “I want my little slut to cum for me.” I nodded my head and kissed him again. He moved his hand faster….I started to shake, and he said, “That’s it, Baby, cum for me,” and I let go. He held me tighter and kissed me passionately as I came, screaming my pleasure into our kiss.
As my orgasm started to subside, I remember thinking how safe I felt with him. I couldn’t completely let go with just anyone, but JJ made it easy for me. I felt completely safe, accepted, protected, and appreciated.
My thoughts were interrupted with his voice, “I want to fuck you so much….” And he moved between my legs. I pulled my knees up and he easily slid his hard, thick cock inside me. We both moaned as he entered me. I watched him as he started moving in and out of me. I tilted my hips to feel him more deeply, and I knew I had it right when I heard him utter a deep guttural moan as he started pumping harder. I marveled at the intensity of his face, which I didn’t get to see often because usually he was so relaxed and fun-loving. But right at that moment, he was intensely focused. I felt myself start to get close to cuming again. He knew it, too, because he said, “Wait for me….” I moaned in protest but said, “Ok.” I bit my lip to try to hold back, wondering if I could, but not wanting him to hurry at all. If I could have frozen that particular moment in time, I would have. A minute later, he gave me permission and I came hard, feeling my cunt tightening around his cock as I shook. He groaned and released right after me, grunting as he came, leaning over and kissing me. When he finished, he rolled next to me and wrapped those strong arms around me again, and kissed me some more.
We laid there for a while, resting, talking, kissing, and touching each other. He was easy to talk to. That was something I noticed from when we first started chatting online. There was always something to talk about, but when we weren’t talking, the silence felt perfectly comfortable, too.
After a few minutes, I rolled over, leaned over him and started kissing his neck. He pulled me up to his lips and kissed me deeply again (man, oh man, I loved his kisses!), but I broke away from his delicious kiss and started kissing my way down his neck to his chest, continuing downward....