[FF] Wedding Hookup! Hoping to see her again! =/

This happened at a wedding last weekend. So here is the story:  

I arrived at the hotel late the night before the wedding, checked in, threw my duffle in my room, and went to get a drink with a few friends at the hotel bar. That’s the first time I saw her, across the bar. A white Hispanic, hazel eyes, “dirty blonde” hair kissing her shoulders, a tight blue dress. I couldn’t tell much else at the time.  

But the night took us apart.  

The next day after the ceremony I got my chance, next to her in line for drinks during cocktail hour.  

“Hi, I’m Ashley.” I offered my hand. “How do you know Karen?”  

“Sara. Karen’s my cousin. You?” Oh my god. That kiss of a Spanish accent. I tried not to shiver.  

“I used to work with her, we kept in touch. What are you drinking?” I asked, not entirely sure she was of age. I finally truly studied her face as she answered. Her light brown eyebrows were slightly angled, with almond shape eyes, the smoothest lightly tan skin. I was a few inches taller at 5’9”

“Shiner.” She said.  I nodded “me too. Well I’ll see you later.” I said once we got our drinks, foiled by assigned seating…happy that she was apparently 21, even if it was a close call. I’m 24.  

The usual stuff played out. First dances, speeches, dinner, all while I’d occasionally sneak a peek at her across the room.  

But finally the dance floor got started and I  went back over, casually dancing with her and other guests as the night went on. That’s when I got a good look at her body. Unf. Her purple tube dress hugged her body tightly. Flat tummy. Tits crammed in there so I couldn’t tell exactly how big but they looked like Bs, and tight legs visible from mid-thigh down. Kind of like Daisy Ridley. The more I looked the more I realized how fit she was, as it was much more subtle than my lean but kinda ripped slender body.

It was so much fun, and each song my hope grew. But this was a Catholic wedding. Making a move would be so hard. As the evening winded down I asked the only thing I could get away with, “Hey you wanna share an uber back to the hotel?” Mercifully her friends and my friends both seemed occupied so she said yes with a smile.  

My fucking heart rate getting in the uber with her. Her on one side and me on the other. My dress being red, showing more back, my hair longer and a little more brown, my skin more pale, us both in couple-inch heels with smooth legs.  We chatted a little, both tipsy. She seemed so smart, something about applying for vet school.  

Once we finally got up the courage I said, “Hey you wanna hang out in my room? Maybe order room service?” Her smile spread, showing her pearly whites. “Yeah sounds great,” she said.  

Neither of us had made a forward or dirty comment the whole time, and I think most people would guess she’s straight  (whereas I clearly roll both ways), but she had that air of awkward anticipation, so my heart was pounding with hopefulness going up the elevator and going into my room.  

We walked in slowly, putting our clutches on the dresser. We made eye contact in the mirror standing beside each other, and turned to each other for real eye contact. I didn’t know what to say so I just….kissed her. Right on the slips. And she kissed back! So sweetly and softly, exchanging lip gloss. It was electric. I touched her arm for the first time and edged us over to my clean bed, slowly climbing on top of her at the same time as laying her down, kissing her deeper now and tongues meeting for the first time.  

The feeling of tipping a hot woman in heels onto a bed is hard to beat. And I’m patient. We made out for what most have been a couple minutes before I was sure enough to break it and kiss her neck, then got up on my knees and took her leg in my hand, undoing a heel. Her skin was so soft and smooth. Firm, I could feel under my fingers that she worked out. Then the other heel was off, and I quickly reached back undoing my heels and laid back on her, kissing her with more passion as our hands felt all over each other.  

Finally she broke the kiss after another minute, showing some courage and turning us over so she was on top. She turned me onto my belly and unzipped my dress as I cocked my head back to watch her with one eye. Sara kissed the lean muscle on my shoulders and began pulling the dress down, while I lifted myself up at opportune moments to let the dress down my legs and off, leaving me in a black strapless bra and sporty black panties.  

“Like what you see?” I asked and sat up on the edge of the bed, a bit shorter than the standing Sara now. She nodded. “you’re so hot,” she said breathlessly as I reached around and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor revealing a more feminine blue bra and a matching blue thong. I couldn’t help myself. I pulled the bra down and buried my face between her tits. She giggled and reach back to unclasp her bra, letting it fall away as I pushed her tits together, sucking and licking each one. They were more like C cups, I knew now that I had a closer look and they were about a handful each. Sara had a magnificent tan line like many white hispanics, most of her skin a very light gold but her tits nearly as pale as mine.  

Sara laughed once my lips popped away from her left tit, a purple mark already forming, and she reach down around my back to take my bra off. My tits was so much smaller than hers. “Cute,” she winked and laid on top of me with me falling back. Sara adjusted herself, laying flush on me with our tits and fit tummies pressed together. Her hand pressed between our bodies to feel my tits as we kissed more, my hands opting to squeeze her ass firmly instead, her thong hiding little from my grip.  

“Sara,” I panted. She put her finger on my lips and whispered, “I know.” She kissed my neck, then between my tits, then got on her knees and pulled my panties off. Her eyes stared at my pussy as she tossed away my last garment. It is smooth with a prominent pubic bone and slightly meaty lips.  

Instinctively I push myself further up in bed to give her more space as she laid on the bottom half of the bed, head between my legs. She kissed down one side of my V cut down to my slit. At last. I looked down at her cute face, her nose pressed to my pubic bone. I could feel her tongue taking laps, each time starting by parting my lips and going up to my clit. I shivered, realizing she’s probably done this before. My hand trailed down to her head and entangled my fingers through her hair, gripping firmly.  

After she got me going nicely I pulled her up by the hair (Not super hard, just…firm and lustily), and kissed her lips. I get very wet so her lips and chin felt wet on mine, as I tasted my pussy from her. Still under her I started shifting lower underneath, until my head was between her legs. She got the point and straddled my head.  

When I pulled her thong aside I was greeted by the most pleasant view I’ve ever seen in my life. Her firm golden thighs on either side of my face, a bald innie pussy already slick and inches from my lips, a flat tummy, the bottom of great C cup tits, and her *adorable* face looking down at my topping it all off.  

I picked my chin up and licked, tapping her like a keg with her starting to flow into my mouth as soon as my tongue pushed into her. She tasted so good and so clean. I could feel her vagina opening up in arousal with each lick of her slit and clit, sometimes pushing deeper. She trembled on top of me and squeezed her own tits.  

I lamented not bringing any toys, but we made do. I gripped her hips to hold her tight and licked firmer, tongue sliding slickly along her sensitive spot and within a minute she was squeezing an orgasm out onto my tongue, some wetness naturally turning to grool. I slurped it all and licked, until she pushed down on my face toward the end of her orgasm to part us, shaking on top of me.  

Seeing her like this was so intimate. “Why don’t you use those muscles,” I touched at her firm body playfully. To be clear, she’s not ripped. Just like slightlyyyy buffish for a 5’5” 120 pound woman. She grinned and slapped my chest playfully. “You earned it,” Sara said and turned me over, then picked up my hips.  

She caressed my ass and smacked it, pressing herself to me doggystyle. “Yessss,” I groaned as she ran her hands along my sides, scratched down my back, slapped my pale bubble ass a little. My hand was between my legs the whole time, rubbing myself with my face pushed into the pillow. I bucked back against her with each thrust. Sara finally gripped my hair and pulled back firmly, arching my back. It was all so hot, her warm thighs and hips against me, her hands all over me.  

She could sense my excitement building too, starting to squirm under her instead of pushing back, my hand soaked with my wetness as I rubbed myself. “Cum for me Ash.” She smacked my ass one last time and reached forward, pushing two fingers into my mouth and fishhooking a cheek, pulling my head to the side so I could look at her as I started to cum with wide eyes, knees shaking and pussy contracting, making an absolute mess of my hand as I orgasmed to Sara’s thrusting doggystyle.  

We collapsed in a heap, panting together and snuggling up, me ending up the big spoon. I think we’d have been wired but we were tipsy enough that we drifted to sleep after a bit of kissing and feeling each other and small talk.  

If you made it this far, thank you! I hope you liked it! So in the morning Sara and I exchange numbers and I asked if she’d like to see each other again and she said yes eagerly, but we live like 5 hours apart =/

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