Your Comfort is Our Goal
Traveling is always an adventure in itself. New people, new places, and certainly new scenery to make the entire escapade an experience unique in itself. Checking into this particular hotel was an adventure as I immediately laid eyes on the concierge, a picturesque Latina woman named Irza. The poor girl did not know what hit her as my charm nearly filled the room upon my entry and had her melting from the moment my mouth opened. “Welcome to the Rosewood Sand Hill, my name is Irza, how may I be of service?”
This was the only articulate sentence Irza was able to piece together as I looked deeply into her eyes longingly before I began to speak to her. I could not help myself, ‘my god, that body is slamming and I bet those lips are softer and sweeter than they look’, “my dear”, I said, “I am in town for the evening and require a room.” I noticed her eying me up and down while presenting to her an expression exclaiming “this will suffice” in a confident, yet “still requiring something additional” look on my face. Her low-buttoned business casual shirt cradled her perky little breasts flaunting cleavage in all their grandeur as she leaned forward slightly to look at her screen. She noticed my observation that quickly shifted from the room back toward her. A few flirtatious additions to the answers of her next questions left her ready for the close. Thinking ‘this one is shy, but I’ll bet she’s getting wetter the more I lay it on her’. “Tell me Irza, how long do I have to get ready before I need to be back here at the desk to pick you up for dinner?” She barely articulated the response that I am her last guest to assist before she clocks out. Without hesitation I returned with, “if you might be so kind to show me where I can find my room, I will happily carry my own bags.” Her blushing look of excited bewilderment said more than any words ever could. I told her to give me a couple of moments to retrieve my other bag from the car and that I would return promptly. Her look of shyness quickly morphed into one of daring anticipation as I left her with a suggestive wink and then walked slowly away to allow her to stew in anticipation.
“It will be right this way sir” Irza indicated as I again neared the counter with my other bag in tow. “Sweetness, you may call me Jonathan” I said in Italian then translating to her without a skip in beat, “please call me Jonathan” I said in English. “I believe in elegance and such a gracefully beautiful woman as yourself deserves the formality of a sophisticated language” I conveyed to her. “Please lead the way Irza and I will happily follow.” From the back the view was even greater than the front offered. Irza’s black skirt displayed through its seductive slit in the back an astounding set of well-defined muscular legs of that of a runner. Her ass screamed to be set free of its fabric prison as there was no doubt this girl was no stranger to the squat rack. She couldn’t be more than 5’4”, 105lbs soaking wet, solid C-cups, and judging from the way her shirt embraced her body, had a midsection that would certainly display a remarkable set of abs. It was hard to maintain my own composure during the elevator ride to my 18th floor suite. Her smell permeated the entire cabin with the most delectable of smells. I never once broke eye contact with her as I spread on the flirting with a metaphorical jelly knife throughout the entirety of the ride. Her hazelnut brown hair carried with it a subtle glow and only stood to compliment her lightly browned tanned complexion. I could nearly see her legs buckling with arousal as she presented the door to my corner suite. Irza opened the door to my suite to present my room in the most professional of manner, it barely closed behind us as I presumptuously grabbed her by the waist from behind, spun her around to face me and lifted her effortlessly. I gripped her with two handfuls of firm ass cheeks, pulling her up to me as our lips made contact. There was no doubt in my mind that this shy girl was about to be an experience I would not soon forget.
Her lips tasted like apple butter as our tongues danced provocatively moving between her mouth and mine. I threw her to the king-sized pillow-topped cloud of a bed a few moments later. Irza carefully removed her shirt with a look on her face of cruel intention, pursed lips, and blushed cheeks. It seemed to launch from her hands barely a moment after she began working on the first button. Over my face it flew covering my head. ‘Holy shit she smells good’ I thought while slowly removing it from my face only to behold her plump perky breasts patiently sitting atop her chest patiently as she is lying flat on her back. Her nipples, only slightly darker than her tantalizing olive complected skin, perfectly proportionate to her breasts were a gorgeous to behold. A twinkling tear drop shaped piercing hung from her belly button framed by her rippled abdominal muscles (contracting anxiously with excitement). Irza only had remaining a silky set of purple panties with pink writing exclaiming “taste pink.” ‘Happily’ I thought looking over the magnificence that was this stunning concierge I just met recently now giving me a proper welcome to the city of Stanford and to the state of California. ‘This is definitely a fantastic choice’ I thought to myself as I slowly removed my shirt moving in closer to the foot of the bed.
I very slowly made my way up her right leg kissing it very delicately as I reached up and fastened my shirt over Irza’s eyes creating a blind-fold of sorts whispering carefully, “don’t let this slip.” My hands sensibly made their way down either side of her face caressing her cheeks with my fingertips. Once at her shoulders I tickled carefully down her arms finishing up the gentle sensation across the palms of her hands through to her own fingertips. Her pelvis thrust toward me elated in excitement as my fingertips then brushed their way up her washboard abs to her lovely energetic breasts. Her nipples, now so erect, felt as if they could have cut through my palms. Making my way over to her left leg I again carefully kissed my way up to her engorged vagina encapsulated in its silky purple captivity. Its message now seemed to scream to me to “taste pink.” I gently kissed every inch of exposed flesh around the clearly wet panty before allowing the tip of my nose to brush across her clearly swollen cliterous attempting to make its presence known through the delicate material. Irza gasped for a deep breath through mostly clenched teeth, her stomach performing a dance of convulsing abdominal muscle contraction as I catch a whiff of her sweet smell through her panties. Slowly removing them, inch by inch I exposed her voluptuous vagina delicately groomed, its lips partially touching one another in perfect harmony with her throbbing cliterous pushing through between them. Irza’s naturally grown black pubic hair carefully conformed to the shape of her tiny triangle. Fully naked, I vehemently rubbed up each of her legs toward the back of each knee where I then tenaciously separated them as if they were misbehaving siblings. I then proceeded to lick her now wide-open excitement soaked pussy with the hue of a candy-coated, dew-dropped pink rose pedal. Irza’s hips violently thrusted up only serving to entice me further to rock her world. She must have cum twice in the three or so minutes that I performed conilingus in the most meticulous of manners. Grabbing her own hand, I brushed her fingertips down my abs finally placing it on the head of my cock bulging in my pants. She closed her hand grasping a handful through my clothes. The look she possessed changed suddenly to that of pure elation as her other hand slowly unzipped my pants. It did not take me long to follow her lead and rid our circumstance of pesky outer garments. I carefully took her hand and again placed it on my rock-hard cock. To her bewilderment, the head alone filled her hand nearly completely. Irza reached quickly with her other hand and grasped another handful of my cock’s shaft in an attempt to estimate its mass. She bit her own lips for a moment before letting out a moaning request, “fuck me hard”!
With the introduction of my cock’s head to her ridiculously wet pussy, I thought to myself ‘holy fuck this girl is tight’, as I slowly pushed my way inside of her.
Irza’s mouth wide open, her back arched toward the ceiling, and her legs starting to quiver. I stopped pushing about half way inside her and simply did not move. I began to pulse my cock itself, contracting and relaxing again and again, as I then continued to push deeper into her. She moaned louder and louder with each inch I pushed deeper in her. Irza ripped my shirt off her eyes acting as a blindfold in the futile attempt to see how much further was left of my cock surely on its way inside of her tiny crevice. With eyes as wide as softballs, she looked up at me in the sexiest of manners said, “break me with that thing”! Starting to thrust in and out, picking up momentum, I complied with her wishes and began to pound her. The harder, deeper, and faster I battered her, the wetter and wilder she got bellowing screams of ecstasy. I pulled out abruptly, stood up on the side of the bed and picked Irza up by her waist, upside down. Burying my entire face in her wildly gapped-open vagina, Irza grabbed two handfuls of my cock and began to suck enthusiastically. We walked around to the other side of the bed in this fully vertical mannerism of “69.” I carefully placed the petite woman with such a perfect little body on all-fours toward the edge of the bed. Even her little asshole was luscious and pink as her pussy. I gently licked it causing a shiver to overcome her entire body. She was certainly well-kept and took the time to carefully shave it very recently so I certainly did not mind. With both of my hands full I grasped her sexy hips and again penetrated her tight little pussy from behind, this time pushing in quickly and in an intense manner. Her moans were now out-right screams as I savagely breached her hard and fast. I seemed to bottom out before I knew it, deep inside of her. With each thrust in this way her deep thundering moans became more and more intense.
I was practicing every bit of self-control a man in this situation could possibly practice. ‘Good God this pussy is amazing’ I couldn’t help but to think. Her ass cheeks seemed to move rhythmically between my thrusting. The inner lining of her pussy could not seem to let go of my cock with each ascension. Even her pink little ass hole was being pushed in and out with the girth of my cock devastating this sexy little thing. ‘No way I’m lasting much longer like this’ I thought as I decided it was past time to change positions if I was going to last even another thrust. “Come here” I half-moaned to Irza as I pulled out of her, pulling her head over to my dick. This girl gave amazing head. It was hard to concentrate on anything other than that fact as I decided it best to pick her up by the mid-section and pull her into a “69” position again. Once Irza was mostly in position atop of me, ‘she’s maybe getting half my dick in her mouth’ I thought as I pulled her hips in position over my face. She tasted sweet, there was just no two ways about. Through all of the intense pounding and the fact that her pussy looked as if it had been in a fist fight with a professional boxer, she still tasted sugary as a mango. Pushing my tongue inside of her as my thumbs spread her pink little pussy hole, I licked her until she came again. While it didn’t take long, what caught me by surprise was the gush she let out. I felt renewed and fresh again as she had only a firm grip around my cock for at least the past few minutes while this gushing orgasm clearly came over her. ‘Oh hell yes!’ was all I could think. Grabbing Irza by the ass, I pushed her down toward my completely erect pole, standing there awaiting some attention. “Lean back baby” I said to Irza as I held her ass in support with my right hand and started to guide the head of my cock inside of her with my left hand. “Ride this dick” I told her. “I love reverse cowgirl” Irza said as she began to slide down my cock. She rode like a champ taking my dick in its entirety. “I want you to cum with me” Irza said to me in a drawn-out moan of a sentence. “I think I’m going to squirt on you again, I want you to fill me up”. ‘This girl is amazing’ is all I could think. Maybe a minute later, she again exploded. She must have gushed twice as much as the first time when I was licking her. “Now, now, now….” She exclaimed! I immediately filled her fill up. Her tight tiny little pussy could barely house all of me and by the second spurt, my cum was spewing out of her as fast as it was being pumped in.
Irza lifted off of me carefully as the rest of my cum dripped out, one big glop after another. Irza looked back at me in the most seductive of looks before moving into position to lick up every drop of cum that had bellowed out of her. She started by grabbing a handful of my cock. Lifting it up she licked every inch of its under carriage right down to my balls. She carefully licked all the way down to the underside of my sack and then right back up. She finished by milking every last drop of cum out of me as she finished me off slurping the head, smiling as she swallowed every last drop.
The remainder of the night was much more of the same intensity of sex. Irza sneakily confirmed that she was not in any trouble for not just forgetting to clock out, but also wildly fucking one of the hotel’s newly checked in guests. This girl was a complete freak and enjoyed being devastated the entire night long despite her very timid and shy look. I woke the next morning to Irza’s gagging my cock as far into her throat as she could manage. She took only the smallest break from the outstanding sucking to smile at me and say, “good morning big man, I hope that you enjoy what you are about to get.” She spent the next forty or so minutes riding cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, and some other position I have never even seen before until her legs would not allow her to balance any longer. ‘What a fantastic way to start a trip’ I thought. Looks like this hotel will get a fantastic review after all.