Hi there! I’m back with another one of my favorite conquest stories. This one is kind of long so I apologize.
I was in the middle of my casual dating phase and became infatuated with a local chiropractor (we’ll call him Justin). We had been dating for a couple weeks and had yet to “consummate” the relationship. We were at a nice dinner when Justin mentioned he would be going to a health care convention in Dallas over the next weekend.
“Would you like to come with me? I only have to attend and speak at a couple of expos and then I’m pretty much free to roam the city. And the entire weekend is comped! Even the hotel room.”
“An entire 3 day weekend in an awesome city? Hell yeah, I’m in!”
“Excellent. I’ll change my RSVP to two people,” he said as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me so that I was leaning against him, and resting my head on his shoulder.
“Just make sure you only ask for one king sized bed,” I said playfully. I let my hand graze over the front of his pants, ever so gently. He looked down at me with a wicked smile and kissed me enthusiastically.
“Of course,” he said with satisfaction.
Fast forward to the following weekend. We arrived in Dallas in the late afternoon. It was spring, so the sun was still high in the sky but it was unusually cool that day (only 72 degrees). We walked into the hotel only to find it was practically brand new! Everything was in pristine condition and it smelled slightly of new furniture. I was delighted when the front desk employees cheerfully stated “You guys are going to love this room! It has an amazing view!”
We made our way to the elevator. Justin took my bag from me and slung it over his spare arm, then held my hand. We walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the 10th floor. As soon as the doors shut, I was all over him. He dropped the bags immediately and pushed me against the metallic wall of the elevator, trying to pry the straps of my top down my shoulders. We kissed passionately as the elevator gave the soft PING announcing our arrival.
To our delight, we found our hall to be completely deserted. My straps still hung loose off of my shoulders, causing my top to slide lower and lower, practically exposing my nipples. I walked backwards, toying with my clothes, and hinting at a possible strip tease. His eyes were locked on mine, breaking the stare only to try to locate our room number.
With a swift flick of our key card, we practically collapsed into the room with more hot, heavy kissing. He shoved me against the wall and yanked my top down to my waist, exposing my full breasts, and caramel-colored nipples. He leaned down, took one breast in each hand, and began gently sucking on them. I gasped with pleasure, and allowed him to have his fun for another minute or so.
I interrupted him with a “Hold on there, cowboy. We haven’t even had the chance to look at our room.”
Without missing a beat, he replied, “I think you’ll like it.”
I trotted off (very pleased with myself for keeping him waiting) and entered the bedroom area. The room was even more immaculate than the lobby. I was certain we were the first ones to stay in there. I gasped when I realized there was a GIANT king-sized bed in the center of the room. I laughed as I hopped on top of it. I clasped my top and wiggled out of it, tossing it to the floor at Justin’s feet. I turned to him, on my knees on that humongous bed and said, “You’re right, I LOVE it.”
He looked me over for a few seconds- long, soft hair neatly straightened, green eyes glimmering with joy, full lips, ready for fun, perky, full breasts waiting to be devoured, tiny denim shorts, an easy-to-overcome obstacle, and my long legs, ready for the spreading. He enjoyed watching me.
I was too hyper to sit still for very long. I laid down on my stomach, facing the wall opposite of the bed. There was a large wall-mounted tv in the center of the wall, and two 5 foot wide windows that practically stood from floor to ceiling on either side of the tv.
“Care for a massage?” he asked me. Ah, the perks of dating a chiropractor. Without waiting for my answer, he sat beside me on the bed and began running his hands down my back. He leaned down and began kissing me on my neck. I couldn’t help but giggle and bite my lip. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close to the edge of the bed. I was still on my stomach, facing his pelvis as he stood there, looking me over. I knew exactly what he wanted.
I reached towards him and unfastened his pants. I slowly unzipped his fly and reached deep down until I found his balls. I massaged them as I kissed the beautifully muscular area just below his belly button. I let my kisses wander lower and lower, as I pulled his hard cock out of his pants.
When I’m building suspense to a blowjob, I like to take my time before actually putting it in my mouth. I spent the next couple minutes caressing his dick with my tongue. I slowly moved my tongue up, down, and around until his cock was soaked. I kissed the tip and softly moaned. I grasped his cock tightly as I put the tip on my parted lips and looked up at him. Justin was watching me intently, and nodded approvingly.
Then I pulled away, turned onto my back, opened my mouth, and shoved his dick as far back into my throat as I could. As I sucked and stroked, he unbuttoned my tiny shorts and slid his fingers into me.
“You’re dripping,” he sighed with pleasure. I answered with a moan as I used his hips to pull him deep into me. Before I knew it, he pulled away from me and lifted me out of the bed. I stood there as he unbuttoned his shirt and stepped out of his pants and boxers. He quickly stripped me down to nothing. Justin was at least 9-10 inches taller than me, and was athletically built; he scooped me up into his arms like a doll and walked over to the dresser that stood beneath the wall-mounted tv.
He spread my legs and began licking and stroking me. I was in heaven! Apparently it’s his most favorite part of foreplay because he would NOT let up. He tickled and teased my clit rapidly, making me moan and gasp louder. I ran my fingers through his hair as he aggressively slid his tongue into me. He sucked on my clit and moaned softly onto the inside of my thigh. I was starting to lose control. I ran my hand up my stomach and began toying with my breasts. My head fell back and my legs began convulsing as he licked rapidly. I let out a long, orgasmic moan as I came. His fingers and tongue never let up. I was still moaning and shaking when he scooped me up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window to the right of us. He set me on my feet so that I was facing the gorgeous view of the city, and he pressed me up against the glass, my breasts pinned on the warm window.
He then grabbed my hands and pinned them up on either side of my head. I could feel the moisture from inside me dripping down my leg. He caressed and squeezed my ass as he looked me over.
“Let’s give Dallas a view of that cute little ass,” he said roughly in my ear. He spun me around to face him, lifted me up, pressed me against the window, and finally thrust his engorged cock inside of me.
I wrapped my legs tightly around him and my arms locked around his neck. His pelvis was like a machine, thrusting harder and faster as I half moaned/half screamed. The rhythmic knocking of my body hitting the window only made me hornier as I felt my pussy expand and contract in anticipation of my second orgasm. Justin felt it too as he held on tightly to my ass, squeezing and scraping my skin, moaning in pleasure, and kissing me aggressively. He was an animal. I couldn’t believe he wasn’t tired yet. I could feel my body give as I whispered, “Oh my god I’m cumming again!”
“Cum for me, baby,” he commanded. My thighs began quivering as I came on his dick again. He slowed down to prolong the sensations. “Oh my god,” he sighed, “You are so tight.”
I was weak and could no longer hold my grasp around his hips. I went limp in his arms and he pulled out of me to carry me to the corner of the bed. There was a long, narrow mirror on the wall adjacent to the window he just fucked me on. He put me on my stomach so that I was bent over the bed, resting on my elbows. He positioned us where we could watch ourselves in the mirror. He took my ass in his hands, spread my cheeks, and played with my pussy and ass with that magnificent tongue of his. I gasped in pleasure as he lubed me up, and assumed the position…
He fucked me even harder this time; he gripped my hips and humped me like an animal. He let out the most orgasmic moans as his hand ran up my back and gripped my shoulder. He kept pulling me closer, going in deeper. I was SO turned on, I could feel myself start having little mini orgasms, one right after the other, as his hand wrapped around my neck, and then tangled into my hair. He pulled my head back and he bent down towards me as he thrust inside me, his cock tightening inside me. “Where do you want it?” he asked in my ear, “Your face or your tits?” He swung his hand around and squeezed my breast tightly.
“Neither,” I answered, “I want it inside me.” He let out a breathy moan of delight.
“Mmmmm, are you sure?” His thrusts became firmer, prolonged, ready to cum.
“Cum inside me, Justin,” I begged.
“Say it again,” he grabbed me by the hips and readied himself.
“Cum inside me, baby.”
He spanked me hard. He lifted my right leg so that it was resting on top of the bed, allowing his dick to plunge deep inside of me. He was going faster again, I was soaked and dripping, and he growled with pleasure. He grabbed me by the hair and turned my head so that I was watching him fuck me in the mirror. He watched my many facial expressions as I lost control over the noises I was making. He felt amazing! I don’t even know half the things I was saying, but I do remember some of them were “Oh fuck yes. Right there. Oh baby. Don’t stop. Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes!” My body began to convulse again as he let out a breathy “Oh god… I’m gunna cum.”
With a sudden surge of heat and the tightest grip of my pussy on his cock, his cum shot deep inside of me, filling me up, and we were collapsing on the bed. I was panting like I just ran a marathon. His heart drummed on my back as he and I struggled to catch our breath.
He was the first to get up. He retrieved some tissue and came back to place me on my back at the center of the bed. I thought he was going to clean me up, but instead he pulled my legs wide open and slipped his finger inside me.
“Mmmmm… Let’s see that sweet pussy of yours.”
“Yeah? You want to see me play with it?” I spread myself out and toyed with my clit as he leaned his head close to see his cum drip out of me, and onto the tissue he placed under me. Like I said, he enjoyed watching me. I made cute little moaning noises as he kissed my clit and massaged his cum out of me with his fingers.
“You are so fucking hot,” he told me.
“I know,” I said playfully.
That had to be one of the hottest weekend getaways of my life.
TLDR: Weekend trip with new boyfriend who fucked me against the window for the entire city of Dallas to see, then came inside of me while watching us in the mirror.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8q22ox/sex_with_a_view_fm