A few years back I was sort of forced into working away in London. I was staying in Premier Inn hotels on my own for weeks and weeks on end. At one point during this horrible period of my life I was half seeing seeing girl in my office who was super into me and was planning to visit me for a few nights.
I was at this particular Premier Inn for around 2 weeks, on my first night there I approached reception and sat behind it was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.
She was slim, dark hair and dark eyes and the thickest Italian accent I had ever heard. I had a real soft spot for her instantly.
Anyway, every day had been the same for around a week, I’d leave for work early, roll into the hotel at about half 6, have a longish chat with the Italian woman, go for some dinner in their restaurant, then return to my room and jerk off while I was on facetime with the girl from my office. It was the highlight of my day, small blonde, perky breasts playing with herself while I did the same.
Must have been around the eighth night of being there and just like before,except a little later. I came up the drive in my work clothes, into reception. She asked if I wanted a table booking, I said yes and asked what I should have for dinner, she suggested the homemade pizza then popped into the restaurant to book it. Another woman appeared behind the counter from out back, and revealed that I was the Italian woman’s favourite guest. I was unsure how or why, but almost honoured by this, obviously I was super into her. Like really into her and really fancied her, but I left it at that. I went back to my room to get showered before dinner, shaved myself real smooth, then appeared in the restaurant ready for my dinner.
However, The Italian woman was sat at the bar with two men. I was immensely disappointed.
The waitress came over and took my drinks order then returned with a pint of lager. I downed half it to try and wash away some of my frustration, then ordered another. I was on my third pint and when I had eventually looked back over at the bar, she was gone. Disappointed, I skipped dinner and went back to my room. At least I had my office girl to get me off later.
I swiped my card against the door system then stepped inside my room. I switched on the light and there the Italian woman was, in a matching lacy red bra and pants set on my bed.
I was on shock, “what are you doing here?”
She responded, ” would you like me to go?”
Hell no. I pulled my shirt off, as I did so, she jumped off the bed and jumped onto me, her pale thighs wrapped around my waist. We started passionately kissing, I pushed her against the wall and she let out a sexual moan, I ran my hand down her side and onto the side of her lacy pants. I began to slide my hand under and she jumped off, her hands became a flurry around my belt and before long my belt was undone trousers at my knees. The Italian beauty pulled my boxers down and exposed my impressive cock. Its 8 inches long, 6.5 inches, perfectly straight and completely smooth.
I held her arms up against the wall while she was on her knees and began to fuck her mouth, he breasts bobbing in the perfectly fitted bra. She was looking me in the eyes the whole time. She looked genuinely happy about being face fucked.
I needed to fuck this woman, and hard. I let her hands go and lifted her onto the edge of the bed, just as pulled her thong aside and tried to penetrate her, she pushed my cock away. She wanted attention before I blew my load inside her. I got to work, my tongue gently massaging her clitorus, she started to moan loudly, I slid a finger inside her, then a second, a couple of moments later she pushed my head away while I roughly fingers her, she squirted. Half of it on my hand and bed, the other half inside her pants.
I slid her pants down and pushed her knees up to meet her breasts. Her vagina was a work of art. Glistening, her lips plump and juicy. I forced my pulsating cock deep inside her, she moaned, I started to pound her, slow and deep, she came again, the sound of her Italian orgasm was almost too much for me to take, I pulled out, slid her bra down and began to suck her nipples. She rolled over almost immediately, pulled her bum cheeks apart and told me to fuck her.
I leant down. And spat In her arse. I’m not proud of it, but I did enjoy it. Her bumhole was tight, almost too tight, once I was in, I gently fucked her, fixated on her perfect, jiggling arse cheeks. Before long, she wanted more. She pulled forward and I was out. I really needed to blow my load in her, she rolled back over and pulled her ankles behind her head, begged for it in her bum again. I did as I was told. I took over bracing her legs, she started to play with herself while I penetrated her arse more violently.
She came, and then I did. I filled her up.
The girl in my office rang me shortly after and I couldn’t perform like previous nights on camera. So I called it quite with her.
I fucked the Italian woman every night for the next week. And my god. What an experience. We did everything. And man do I miss her.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/nsew49/my_time_working_away_in_a_hotel_in_london_mf