Adventures in Broadcasting, pt 4: the Hispanic weather girl

I’m was in a chair in a hotel room, my legs were killing me, there was a gorgeous, round, olive skinned, 50 pound ass bouncing up and down on my dick and I was about to bust. How I got in this situation requires some backstory:

O was our morning weather girl when I started. She hadn’t been in the business that long, but we were third of fourth station she had worked at. You knew she was working her way around until she could find a job where the weather was nicer. Her parents fled from Central America in the 80’s before she was born. Our relationship at the time mainly consisted of exchanging pleasantries before the one day she gave her report that was full of technical difficulties. As we went to break, she walked off set and was muttering to herself in Spanish. Knowing about enough of it to hold a conversation with a Spanish preschooler, I quietly said to her “I know what you said” in Spanish in a singsong voice, the kind of way your younger sibling would say to you if they had a secret about you before they snitched to your parents. She blushed in embarrassment because she knew she’d been caught. She laughed and smiled a thousand watt smile that could light up the darkest room. She said afterwards, “Well, I guess I should keep everything to my self now”.

God, she was gorgeous. Besides her smile, she had gorgeous tan skin (she was Hispanic after all), and lucius, jet black hair. The thing that struck me the most about her was her, though, was her thick thighs and voluptuous ass. She lifted weights and ran for fun and I never saw her not eating any pastries around the office.

Our station sponsors a marathon/5K every July 4th for some homeless charity. O ran in it every year and she sweet talked me into running with her. I really didn’t want to, but then I thought about the sight of O running in booty shorts and my dick made a decision that my brain should have immediately shot down. I told her I’d do the 5K (against my better judgement), but I’d see her at the finish line when she finished the marathon.

The day of the race came and I was near the start stretching out. O called out to me in a sports bra and a pair of shorts that exposed the bottom of her massive ass cheeks. She was stretching out facing away from me when she bent over and her massive booty was about a foot away from me. It took all the resolve I had to resist reaching out and grabbing a hand full, but there were too many people around us. If we had been alone I would have gone for broke, but alas.

The starting pistol was fired and we were off. The conversations we had were a nice distraction to get my mind off the fact that I signed up to run a race I was in no way prepared to run. The better distraction was watching her voluptuous ass bouncing up and down in her black yoga shorts. To be honest, I was surprised I didn’t get whiplash from hy head bobbing up in down in time with her jiggling ass. As we crossed the finish line she congratulated me for finishing my first marathon. I damn near passed out when she said that. I was so fixated on her ass that I hadn’t noticed that I had run for over 20 miles!

Fortunately I was parked at the hotel where the finish line was. It was also fortunate that I always keep a spare change of clothes in my car in case of emergencies. Seeing as I was in so much pain I knew there was no way I’d make it home, I checked into a room there instead. I got to my room, limped into the bed and passed out.

Later that night when I finally woke up I saw I had a message from O asking what room I was in. I told her and a few minutes later someone was knocking on my door. I hobbled over to answer it and there stood O in a hoodie and a pair of jeans so tight I thought they must have been painted on her body. She also brought two bags of goodies from a local drugstore. I invited her in and watched what had to have been two ham hocks smuggled under denim make its way into my room. I plopped onto my bed while she took a seat near me and emptied one of the bags into the nightstand next to my bed. I was relieved she had brought a bottle of Gatorade and a bottle of ibuprofen. I popped a couple tablets down and thanked her for checking up on me. She said it wasn’t a problem and thanked me for being her partner for the day, even if she knew I was ogling her butt almost the entire time. I nearly choked on my swig of Gatorade when she called me out and faked ignorance even though we both knew she was right. “Come on. I know you were. Why would you let me get ahead of you so often? Why would you complete the race if you’ve never ran that far before?” I knew I was busted. All I could do was chuckle and admit it. “No one’s ever gone that far to impress me before. It’s cute. Dumb as hell, but cute.”

She then excused herself to the bathroom, but I could hear her turning on the shower. I was confused but that quickly passed when she came back out wearing only one of the complementary bathrobes. She sashayed over to me and took my hand and said “Come on. Let me help you.” She led me into the steamy bathroom and helped me out of the same clothes that I wore during the run. I was too sore to take them off earlier. She then helped me step into the bathtub. The feeling of the hot water began to soothe my aching muscles. I looked over to her to say thank you, but when I did I was shocked to see she had taken off her robe. The sight of her tanned naked body made me rock hard instantly. “Oh good. You like my present” she said as she unwrapped a bar of the hotel soap. “Now just relax and let me take care of you.” She started soaping my aching muscles, making me feel relaxed. She messaged my back and shoulders loosening them up before she moved onto my thighs, calves, and feet. The mix of the hot water and O’s fingers felt so good I leaned back my head and closed my eyes. As soon as I did O grabbed my cock and slowly started to jerk it. I wasn’t expecting that, but I wasn’t going to complain. After getting my cock erect, she turned off the water and helped me out of the bathtub. As she began towling me off, she whispered into my ear, “Just relax, baby. We’re not done yet”. A shiver ran downy spine. Were we going to do what I was hoping to do? I decided to play it cool. When she was done drying me off, she folded the towel and placed it on the floor in front of me. She knelt down and started slowly jacking me off again, saying I had a nice dick. Between the unexpected treatment, jerking me off, and her slight trace of an accent, it took everything I had to keep from cumming right then.

O was jacking me with one hand and started cupping my balls with the other. As I let out a slight moan, she started swirling her tongue around the tip of my dick, stopping occasionally to giggle and smile that gorgeous smile she had. I wondered what it would be like to cover her gorgeous face with jizz. Occasionally she’d stop licking my dickhead and act as if she was going to start sucking it, but she was only teasing me. Then she’d giggle again. “Looks like someone’s recovering nicely”, she said looking up at me with her big brown eyes.

Just when I thought I was about to break and take matters into my own hands, O stood up with my cock in hand and said “Follow me”, gesturing me seductively with her finger. I obediently followed, staring at her ass as it jiggled with every step she took. She led me to the bed and told me to lay back. She threw a pillow on the floor to kneel on and began licking the sides of my cock, getting it slick before she finally started to suck it. She started slowly, getting her throat used to my girth until she could finally take it all in. She slurped on my cock while jacking me with a twisting motion. She sloppily continued to blow me for a few minutes. I almost came several times. But then she stopped and went to the table to retrieve a box of condoms she bought from the drugstore. She ripped the package open with her teeth and spit the wrapper on the floor. She rolled the rubber onto my cock whispering for me to relax and mounted me. Fuck, her pussy was tight! I reached up to grab her gorgeous brown nippled tits while she slowly began to gyrate her hips with my cock inside her. The sight of this Latina goddess, her luxurious black hair, brown skin, and wide mouth looking down at me smiling was almost too much.

She rode me for a good while, but there was something that I just had to do. I had, HAD, to see that big, beautiful ass bouncing on my cock. After I requested that, she smiled with an evil glint in her eye, dismounted me, and led me to a chair in the corner of the room. She sat me down, turned around, and slowly sat down on my cock. She started slowly, partially for my benefit and to set a pace for herself. She looked over her shoulder and said to me, “You ready for this pussy, baby?” I nodded that I was. She picked up her pace while I finally got my hands on her heart shaped ass. Once we got a good tempo going, she started squealing in ecstasy. “Ay! That’s it, baby. Give it to me” she said in broken English. Her ass jiggled with every thrust and slap. “You couldn’t wait, could you?” O said through gritted teeth. Watching my cock disappear between her cheeks took my mind off the pain. I felt a cramp in my hamstring coming on, but nothing was going to stop me from cumming. It took another minute or two, but the time finally arrived. I announced I was cumming, she got off of me, sat dowm before me, removed the condom, and jacked every last drop of jizz in me into her waiting mouth. She swallowed my entire load before asking me, “So, was it what you hoped?” I smiled and nodded before damn near collapsing in the chair. O went to the bathroom to clean up.

O led me back into the bed and stayed with me for another couple hours before heading home. She helped me get settled into bed before kissing me on the forehead and thanking me for the day. My world thoroughly rocked, I drifted off to sleep.

A few days later, O gave her two week notice. She met some guy in the military shortly after we hooked up and they moved out west. That was bummed me out. From what she posts on social media, they’re happy, so I guess that’s good. I’ve tried DM’ed her a few times just to say hi, but she hasn’t ever responded back. I guess I was just a one time thing. I can live with that.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/llipds/adventures_in_broadcasting_pt_4_the_hispanic