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“Please” she said in a soft voice “may I have a taste of you?”
I didn’t say anything. I just waited to see what she would do. After two or three seconds she said again “Please? I would like to feel your dick in my mouth. I want to please you.”
Again, I waited. “It’s been so long” she said, softly.
I rose up from the bed and pulled the gauze I had gotten in the lobby from the bedside nightstand, walked to her and stood just behind her. I knelt down and kissed her bare shoulder and the back of her neck. I licked her just between her shoulder blades, slowly, with the tip of my tongue. I pulled her arms behind her back and crossed her wrists. She took a sharp, approving breath and let her head fall to the side. I opened and unwound the wobbly spool of gauze, to a length of about 2 feet, tore it, then wrapped her wrists and tied a loose overhand knot in the fabric. I got back up and returned the gauze to the nightstand, walking back to her – slowly, again, knowing that each passing second – while another second I would lose – was causing her hunger and desire to escalate.
I stood over her. She was a sight to see. A stranger kneeling, naked, blindfolded, anxious.
Anxious for me. Anxious to indulge and escape, momentarily, to be free and be herself.
I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock. It felt good to finally unbound it from it’s denim prison. My head was wet with precum, which had been dripping out of me since I first saw her against the wall when I entered that hotel room. I moved forward so that my head was just an inch from her mouth. She could feel the heat, sensing how close it was to her, and parted her lips. I grabbed the shaft and stroked, making sure not to touch her. I made her listen to me, touching myself, fully well knowing I was starting at her naked and bound, vulnerable and defenseless. I told her that my cock was dry, and she needed to spit on it. She moved her tongue around the inside of her mouth and sucked her cheeks in, then spit strait ahead.
“Good girl”
I stroked myself a few more times, then grabbed the hair on top of her head. She gasped and opened her mouth. I held my cock with my other hand, and wiped my precum over her bottom lip. She licked it off.
I released her hair and guided her to her feet, walking her to the bed, and laying her down. I just then noticed that it was too quiet in the room, and I didn’t want her to be restraining her moans because ‘what would the neighbors think’, so I put the TV on, and turned the volume up a few bars. My phone buzzed twice, but I didn’t bother with it. I glanced at hers, but it was face down and I didn’t touch it.
I tossed the remote to the weird recliner in the corner, which was covered some ghastly swirly orange and black disco pattern that I assume were part of the hotel’s theme colors. Who cares, right? So anyway….
I knelt on the bed next to her and licked her nipples, one at a time, taking them into my mouth and feeling them harden with each pass of my tongue. She reacted exactly as I would have hoped – she was one of those women who could almost cum from just nipple play – so I played more – licking and sucking, squeezing and pinching. She moved her hips in a circular motion, as if she was dry humping the air. That was fucking hot. After a fore more minutes, I turned her onto her stomach, untied her hands, grabbed the gauze and tied each of her wrists to the posts of the headboard. Then her ankles.
I pulled my boots off and knelt over her, with my feet under her arms, nearly sitting on the top of her back facing away from her. I rubbed her ass, the small of her back, leaning forward and dropping my head between her legs, with my weight on my elbows, which were planted next to her hips. She arched her back and I stuck my tongue inside her pussy, then sucked and licked it again until she started moaning and moving her hips again. She was soaked. Her juices and my saliva ran down her and made a growing wet spot on the comforter. I got her as worked up as I could as fast as I could, then slid my hand beneath her hip and up between her legs and started rubbing her clit with my index finger. She let out another “OH FUCK!” but with more aggression this time.
I stuck my tongue as deep into her pussy as I could, then circled around her warm, tight, wet asshole. When the tip of my tongue first touched it, I pinched her clit a little and she did one of those quick double inhales. I pushed my tongue inside a little, and let my finger slide inside her pussy at the same time – moving both inside her as best as I could from that angle. “OH GOD YESSSSS” She let out another loud moan, tensed up, pushed her face into the pillow next to her and screamed “I’M GONNNA CUMMMMMMMMM”, then her body went into little spasms – her pussy and ass clinched down on my tongue and finger in wave after wave as she came. I kept going, prolonging it as long as possible by alternating the speed, depth and pressure to keep her going. She came hard, shaking replacing the spasms, then laughed a little and went limp. She melted into the mattress, completely and utterly relaxed and satisfied.
I rolled off of her, pulling my legs over to her left side and rested my head on the back of her thigh. Neither of us spoke, we just laid there for a minute. We savored the moment. I gave her ass another little slap, hopped up off the bed and untied her ankles and hands. She flipped over and sat up, sliding back against the headboard. I handed her the bottle of water that was on the desk from earlier, ran to the bathroom and ran a washcloth under warm water, and returned to her with that and a towel.
She patted her body with the washcloth and the towel while I collected her clothes from around the room, putting them across her legs, kind of neatly.
“Um, what about you?” She asked “Don’t you want to have your fun now?”
“That was fun for me. This was the arrangement, and our hour is up. It’s time for you to go back to your real life, and me to mine.”
“Jesus that’s just… I can’t… who ARE you?”
I thought about that for a second. I wasn’t sure how to answer. “It doesn’t matter who I am, really, does it?”
I thought a bit more… “I’ll tell you what. If you want, I’ll let you remove the blindfold just before you walk out.”
Now SHE thought for a minute, pulling her clothes back on as best as she could while blindfolded. “No. As much as I want to see your face, I think I want to remember this exactly as it is.”
With that I kissed her on the forehead, held her face in my hand for a moment, grabbed my phone and room key, and went back to the bar. My waiter friend returned – asking if I wanted another seltzer. “How about a Guinness Stout this time…”
As I waited for my beer, I checked my phone. That buzz was the second, more abrupt woman, apologizing and asking for another chance at a proper response. I kind of chuckled and thought … is it even possible to have TWO like that in one night?
“I’ll tell you what – I like that you recognized your shortcoming and will give you this one chance. I will be at *Whateverville Hotel* for 1 hour. I will give you 1 hour. If you can get here safely, then it’s on. If not, we can figure something else out sometime soon.”
But I didn’t send it. I thought about what Shana had said, about wanting to remember the night exactly the way I felt just then. I deleted my message and instead wrote “Thank you, but I am no longer able to meet – when the time comes, I will reach out to you and if you’re still into it, great. If not, that’s okay too.”
I looked up just in time to catch a glimpse of Shana, in her trench coat and oversized hat, walking briskly through the lobby, talking on her phone to whomever it was that needed her back in the real world.
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