***Preface:*** *This happened awhile back, in my early twenties. With coronavirus and quarantine going on, I thought it might be fun to relive and share some memories with you all from over the years. Names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. Let me know if you enjoy this, I love hearing feedback.*
**** If you haven’t already, you can read Part 1 of this story on my profile. ****
We closed out the check (my treat, naturally) and stumbled, laughing, to the parking lot where my car was, still half-drunk, half high off of horniness and the rush of getting naughty in public. Thankfully the hotel was a very short drive away (seriously, don’t be and idiot and drive tipsy like I did).
Predictably, our hands were busy teasing each other the whole way back—my fingers rubbing her clit through her panties again and her hands rubbing my throbbing cock through my pants. Listening to Kai moan in the passenger seat while I touched her made me want to pull the car over on the side of the road and fuck her right then and there. I’m guessing she was thinking the same thing; she made fuck-me eyes at me the whole way back.
We took a quick breather as we walked through the lobby of the hotel (though that didn’t stop me from cupping her ass a few times. She shyly swatted my hand away out of embarrassment). Once we got in the elevator though, it was right back to the heavy petting and full-blown making out. We were completely in-lust now. I doubt we would have cared if someone had walked in on us.
Thankfully, no one did and we made it to her room without incident (for reference, the room looked something like this. Once we were inside, she wanted to change into something more comfy and freshen up. I took off my shoes and made myself comfortable on the bed while I waited for her.
Once she came out of the bathroom, she crawled onto the bed and we resumed making out, albeit at a less frenzied pace. The frantic horniness from earlier gave way to a more sensual lust and my hands now found themselves exploring her entire body as we rolled around on the bed, lips locked and tongues intertwined.
Eventually we found ourselves mostly naked, breathing heavy, and unbelievably horny (as most make-out sessions tend to end up). Once again, my fingers had found their way to her pussy, where she was now dripping wet, her panties pulled to the side as I slowly slid in and out of her. Likewise, her hands were wrapped around my bare cock, stroking me up and down.
“I want you to fuck me” she rasped as we broke for air. “You sure?” “I know I said I wasn’t looking for hookups but.. I changed my mind—I want you to fuck me.” She seemed half embarrassed, and half too-horny-to-care.
I, of course, didn’t need a second invitation, and excitedly pulled her panties off, leaving her fully naked in front of me. I couldn’t help but appreciate her long, slender legs, her perfect, perky tits, and her bare shaved pussy.
I spread her legs and went to town with my tongue, using my usual routine of slowly teasing starting from the outside and working my way in until I was flicking her clit back and forth with the tip of my tongue. She seemed pretty embarrassed to be receiving my oral ministrations but once I got to her clit, she really got going and started moaning loudly, no longer so shy now that we were behind closed doors.
It didn’t take long for her to pull me up, telling me breathlessly that she couldn’t take it any more and she needed me to fuck her now. I impatiently asked her if we needed a condom (*aside: yes, I was young and an idiot and didn’t bother to use condoms on a random Tinder hookup… we’ve all been there*) and she said, no I’m on the pill. That was all the assurance my horny 24 year old brain needed, and I (finally) slid my rock hard dick all the way into her, by now, incredibly wet slit, eliciting a startled gasp from her, followed by a deep, satisfied groan.
Once I verified that I could fit all the way inside her without making her feel uncomfortable, I started pumping my cock in and out of Kai’s tight, soaked pussy. She took it like a champ, moaning and crooning with lust as I alternated between hard & deep and quick & short thrusts.
I wish I could describe to you in detail, dear reader, how I fucked this gorgeous creature all night long in every possible position and over ever piece of furniture in her hotel room, but alas, that is a different story for another time.
In reality, the next half hour was a bit of a blur, partially due to the alcohol, partially due to sheer horniness built up from all our teasing. We very clumsily fucked each other into a sweaty mess, switching back and forth between missionary, doggy, pronebone, you name it. I went down on her some more, she went down on me for a bit (but by her own admission, didn’t enjoy doing it much) and we generally tried our best to fit my dick inside her pussy as much as we could before the alcohol-induced lack-of-sensitivity wore off and I finally couldn’t hold it back anymore and came deep inside of her, filling her pussy with rope after rope of thick, hot load. It was so satisfying to pull out of her and watch my cum drip out of her freshly-fucked pussy.
Exhausted, we cleaned up, and got back into bed, still naked, and promptly knocked out while cuddling :)
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The next morning we woke up, thankfully not hungover, and naturally had to resume enjoying her body like I had last night, tasting her lips, feeling her nipples grow firm under my touch, cupping her tight ass, and fingering her once-again-wet slit. She didn’t seem to mind, judging from how she stuck her tongue down my throat and ground her hips against me.
I flipped her over and was right back at it, thrusting my dick in and out of her pussy like it was the only thing I wanted to do (actually, it was the only thing I wanted to do) and was rewarded with lewd moans and the feeling of her pussy tightening around my cock.
I couldn’t get more than 30 seconds in though, before she pushed me off and explained groggily that she still had work training that morning, had already overslept, and really needed to get ready. I, though bummed, understood and told her to go do her thing. She ran off into the bathroom while I checked my phone.
A few minutes later, I heard her call me from the shower. When I went over, she asked me to grab something from her bag and pass it to her. She had an upbeat pop song blaring on her phone. I grabbed it for her, but when I brought it over, she asked me if I wanted to come in, since I was already naked.
I happily obliged, stepping in with her. I pulled her in close by the waist and kissed her again. She grinned and reached down to stroke my still half-hard dick.
A minute later, I was balls-deep in her again, pounding her from behind as she bent over, hands up against the shower wall. I pounded her mercilessly, the sound of her ass clapping against my hips and her sexy moans echoing in the small, cramped shower. This time, I didn’t last nearly as long, which was just as well, since she was running late anyways. After a few minutes of non-stop thrusting, I pumped her pussy full of cum again, for the second time in less than 12 hours.
After catching our breath, we rinsed off and got out, quickly toweling off and getting dressed. I make sure to slap her ass a few more times on the way out the door and in the elevator, to which Kai half-rolled her eyes, and half-giggled. I told her not to be late, and waved her good bye.
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***Epilogue:*** *I didn’t end up seeing Kai again that weekend. She flew out the next day and we both had other commitments that night. We did occasionally text over the years, keeping up with each other and reminiscing about the fun we had. Years later, when I was in Singapore, I hit her up and we grabbed drinks. I found out she was engaged and doing quite well, and we had a great time catching up. Towards the end, as we were getting ready to part ways, we both hinted that meeting up like this, we must’ve thought the night was going to end a different way… I’m sure she felt the temptation for one final romp before she tied the knot forever, and I certainly felt the temptation to give an engaged friend one more wild ride. But as we looked at each other, there was an unspoken agreement that any fun between us was better left a pleasant memory, and we let the moment pass with a light-hearted laugh, and said our goodbyes. I haven’t seen her since.*
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