You left for your day at the conference, and I occupied myself while waiting for you to return. We met up for dinner in the evening, and after a few hours of food and drinks (and more than a little touching) we retired to our room for our last evening before you had to head back home.
I swiped the key card on the door and opened it to a room that was dimly lit from one table lamp in the far corner. I held the door open and pulled you into the room, then shut and locked the door behind us. Repeating myself from the night before, I grabbed you immediately and kissed you while holding you against the wall, but this time without urgency. A soft, gentle pressure held you in place while I tenderly kissed your lips; your cheek; your ear; behind your ear; the base of your neck; your collarbone. You turned your head the opposite direction and I felt your weight press down into my arms as you relaxed into me, breathing out a heavy sigh of pleasure as your hands went up to the back of my head and rubbed my scalp. My own hands traveled down your sides, grazing the sides of your breasts, tracing the curve of your waist, and resting firmly on your backside. I slowly hoisted you up by your butt, and turned to carry you into the room, kissing you again as I made my way. You wrapped your legs around me and your arms around my neck as you kissed me back, our tongues vying for space in each other’s mouths as we breathed heavily. I felt my thighs contact the mattress, and I gently leaned forward, laying you down on your back and dragging you further on the bed as I joined you, my weight pressing you down into the mattress as you kept hold of me. Resting on my knees and elbows, I pressed deeper into our kiss, my fingers wrapping themselves around your locks of hair and massaging your head. You felt my growing bulge pressed against you as I slowly ground my hips into yours.
I reached back with my hands and grabbed onto yours, unclasping them from around my neck and pulling them down, holding them down and above your head on the mattress. I looked you in the eyes and smiled. I kissed you once more, and then slipped lower down as you unhooked your legs from around my waist. I released your hands, and trailed my fingers down your arms, your armpits (which caused you to giggle briefly), and down across your chest, grazing your nipples through your dress and bra, which was made of a thin material, allowing your nipples to show through as they became aroused. I continued my downward travel, shuffling myself down until I was near the edge of the bed, knees at the precipice, calves and feet dangling off. I grabbed the lower hem of your dress and pulled it up. You lifted your hips to allow me to get it higher and you now lay there with your lower half fully exposed. You still wore your heels, and to my delighted surprise, no underwear. I glanced up at you with a smile, and you responded with a knowing smirk. I looked back down at your inviting pussy, completely bare and waxed. I ran my fingers from your hips, down the outside of your thighs and calves before bringing them back up the insides, meeting in the middle and tracing them along the skin surrounding your slit. There was already a glistening of wetness beginning to seep from between your lips as I gently spread them open and ran a couple fingers up and down between them, using your body’s natural lubricant to ease my passage as I traced in and around you. I grazed a fingertip over your clit, eliciting a moan from you, so I put that finger back in place and very slowly and softly massaged it. I lowered my face down and kissed along the inside of your left thigh, from next to your knee up, inch by inch. I kissed across your hips, stopping just long enough to give a single slow lick to your clit before continuing on to your right thigh, and kissed down the inside to your knee. The entire time, you were breathing heavily and gently squirming on the bed, your hands still above your head and now gripping the bedding. Finishing my meandering, I settled in between your legs and began to softly lick and suckle on you, drinking in your aroma and your wetness. Long, slow licks from bottom to top, punctuated by dips of my tongue into your tight opening before traveling back up to caress your now throbbing clit. As I painstakingly made love to you with my mouth, you gasped and went rigid for a moment, quietly riding through waves of pleasure as you came. I lowered my face down and lapped up everything bit of cream that came from you, causing the sensations you were feeling to continue without abating. Despite the desire welling in me, I did not increase my pace or intensity, opting to continue a slow and ginger attention to you.
I don’t know how long I was down there for, and I lost track of how many times I drank in your orgasms. My tongue felt heavy and my nostrils were full of your arousing musk. One hand had made its way down to my pants and unbuttoned them as I took my cock in hand and began stroking it while I kept on servicing you. You were covered in sweat, the dress sticking to your upper body in places as your legs constantly writhed on the bed while your hands alternated between my hair and the bedding. What felt like hours later I crawled back up to be face to face with you, my mouth and beard coated in your juices. We smiled at each other, and you pulled my face down to yours, kissing me passionately and tasting yourself on me, licking my lips as our tongues danced. After making out for a few more minutes and groping each other’s bodies, I leaned back on my haunches, and began pulling your dress further up your body. You assisted me and within moments it was up and over your head. I reached behind your back and unclasped your bra; you shimmied it off your shoulders and tossed it aside, then reached forward and lifted my shirt up as I took it the rest of the way, and flung it off to the floor. You then reached down and, finding my pants already unbuttoned and my cock hanging out, grabbed it and gently stroked it up and down while planting kisses on my chest. I moved back to the edge of the bed, and you followed, grabbing the waist of my jeans and pulling them down to pool on the floor along with my underwear. You leaned down, grabbing the base of my cock with your hand, cupping my balls, and gently took the head of my cock in your mouth, slowly sucking down to the base in one long, singular motion. I groaned in pleasure, my hips instinctively pushing forward. You backed off slowly until pulling your mouth off me, tilted it up to rest against my body, and then licked the underside of the shaft from the base to the tip before taking the head into your warm, wet mouth again and sliding your lips around it and once again down to the base. You held yourself there and I could feel your tongue massaging the underside of my cock as you suckled on me, coaxing the blood into me and further engorging my already throbbing cock. I placed my hands lightly on the top and back of your head, and followed your motions as you pleasured me. My knees got weak and I wanted to burst inside your inviting mouth, but I did not want our last time together on this trip to end that way. We only had a short while longer before getting you back to the airport. I gently pulled your hair and removed myself from your mouth. My cock was wet and dripping with your saliva, and you looked up at me with a satisfied smile on your face, beaming. Still holding onto your hair, I leaned down and kissed you, not at all bothered with the taste of my own cock on your lips. I stood back up, reached for your hands, and pulled you into a standing position. I stepped out of my pants, lifted you up again, and turned around, sitting myself down at the edge of the bed, and then slowly falling back to the bed, pulling you with me. Not a stitch of clothing was left on either of us except for your heels. You straddled me, and reached a hand down between us as we kissed to line me up with you, and then eased yourself down slowly onto my cock, which slid easily through your wetness and into the tight confines of you. We both moaned into each other as you fully impaled yourself on me, and we did not move for a few moments as we both enjoyed the sensation. You gently flexed your inner muscles around me, and began to ride me, slow and steady. Our mouths remained locked to one another, my arms wrapped around your back, massaging up and down from cupping your ass to gripping your neck and jaw as we made love in the low glow of our room.
In one motion, I rolled us over, one arm around your back, not pulling out of you as I placed you on your back. Keeping that arm around you, I pushed forward with my hips, imbedding myself fully into you as you pulled your legs further back, giving me full access to your depths. I kept myself propped up with my other arm, and watched as your breasts jiggled hypnotically up and down in time to my thrusts. We stared into each other’s eyes, heightening the emotions of our coupling and its intimacy in the moment. With each push inside you, you gasped and then sighed as I pulled back, never breaking eye contact. I could see the glow from the lamp reflected in your eyes, like little fires in your soul peeking out. I began to pump a little faster into you, feeling myself begin to swell with the impending release of my love into you. My breathing changed, and the look in your eye told me that you could feel it too. Your breathing changed, and your hips began to buck against me, and in that moment I knew you were close too. I pulled my arm out from underneath you, and then took both of my hands and placed them on your shoulders around the base of your neck as I sat up a bit and pushed into you as I pulled down on your shoulders. I very gently applied just enough pressure around your neck that you could feel a little lightheaded. You gasped and grabbed onto my wrists, not to pull my hands away but to squeeze them a little tighter around your neck. I stroked into you long and slow, consistently pushing in until our skin touched, and then eased out until just my tip was inside you, back and forth with deliberate determination. Staring at each other, you nodded at me and I took that as my cue: with one final long, slow thrust I buried myself inside you and released. Rope after rope of cum burst forth into you, hot and thick. I squeezed your neck a little tighter as I held myself there, and your mouth gaped in a silent scream as you clamped down on my shaft and rode through an intense orgasms, your insides convulsing around me and a fresh wave of feminine juices leaked out from around our joining. I collapsed down over you, releasing my hands from your neck and gently caressing your cheeks and jaws as I kissed you softly. You wrapped your arms and legs around me and held me against you as we embraced, my cock twitching inside you, and your insides gripping against me as you flexed your muscles. Neither of us made any motion to uncouple from each other, and we lay there entwined until it started to become uncomfortable. Then I rolled over to rest next to you, my cock slipping out of you, followed by a steady dribble of combined fluids. We stayed in each others arms, covered in aftermath of sex, kissing and touching until we fell asleep.
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