Hot And Filthy Random Hookup At A Hotel
I’ve been a long time lurker and thought I would write something for all of you while waiting for my flight home. I have a long layover so I wanted share a hot story with you all what happened Friday night. This is my first post so I hope you all enjoy it. A little about me. I’m a 6’0”, 200 pound Indian-American guy. I’ve got big build but plushy in the gut. I wear black thick-framed glasses and have jet black hair with a scruffy beard. I’m a doctor who is currently finishing up his training and interviewing for jobs. I received an interview at a hospital in a major city in South Carolina for Friday. I figured I could go for the interview and spend my weekend exploring the city and hitting up a few bars. I get to my hotel lobby Thursday afternoon and that’s when I first see her. She is a drop-dead gorgeous woman. She’s slim, 5’7” in height with brunette hair tied up in a bun and gorgeous big honey-brown eyes and high cheekbones. She’s wearing a dark blue suit with a matching skirt that ends just at the top of her knees. She is sitting on a couch, her slender, creamy legs crossed over another, bouncing to the cadence of some rock song that was playing from the speakers. We lock eyes and she gives me this grin as I approach the concierge desk. “How can I help you today?” asks the concierge. My head snaps forward. “W-what? Oh I’m sorry. I’m here to check-in,” I stammered, clearly distracted by the beautiful woman sitting on the couch. I fumble for my credit card and as I’m being processed I can feel the woman’s eyes at the back of my head. “Here is your key card. Enjoy your stay,” says the concierge. As I turn to leave, I quickly glance at the brunette but she’s now on her phone. Damn, she was so fucking hot. That night, before bed, I masturbated to her and what she would look like without clothes on. The following day, the interview went well without a hitch and made my way back to the hotel, itchy for a drink. I had, in all honesty, forgotten about the brunette until I saw her in the lobby again. She’s at the hotel bar and she’s wearing a grey tank top, light blue shorts and flip flops. Her brown hair tied back into a ponytail, her lips slightly parted staring contently into her phone. I approach the bar when she sees me and gives me that smile again. Now I’m a fairly shy guy and I don’t really make moves, but this woman was so beautiful I could not pass up the chance to exchange pleasantries. Thank god I took the chance. We hit it off immediately. I learnt that her name is Amy (changed for the purposes of this story) and she’s in town for a job interview too. She works for a local tv station in her hometown and wanted a change in scenery. Maybe it was the alcohol, but the more I looked at this woman, the more gorgeous she became. Her cleavage peaks just a tiny bit over her tank top. When she stands up from the bar I had the chance to appreciate her cute bubble butt as her shorts rode up her ass. My cock is rocking a semi. We order a couple drinks throughout the afternoon and pretty soon we are both tipsy and full on flirtation mode. When she caressed my thigh, I knew it was game on. “Let’s go somewhere more quiet,” I said. We get into the elevator and my heart is beating a million times a minute, but before I could even say a word, her lips are on mine. We are making out like our lives depend on it. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and our tongues dance. My hands slip underneath her tank top and I feel her soft belly as she grabs and starts rubbing my crotch. We stop briefly as we get to her room. Before the door even closes I throw her onto the bed. I start kissing down her neck, bury my face in her cleavage and take a deep breath of her sweet perfume. She smells of flowers. My hands explore her between her legs. Her shorts are warm and damp. She lets out a soft moan as I massage her crotch. She quickly takes off her tank top and she’s wearing a pink laced bra. I’m kissing her breasts still rubbing through her shorts which is steadily getting damper. I don’t recall when my clothes came off but somehow I’m only in my tshirt and boxers. We flip positions and now I’m on my back and she’s grinding against my hard-on. She unhooks her bra and reveals her breasts. They are medium size, milky white and perky. Her areolas are large and deeply dark brown, almost black. My cock helplessly strains against my boxers, her shorts now visibly damp. She leans forward, her hot tits now dangling in my face. I take one in my mouth, my tongue swirling over nipples, her tasting her sweet areolas. She’s moaning, pushing my head into her breasts. I slip off her shorts and feel her smooth ass, my hands now dancing over her crack. Her panties are soaked. I can feel the outline of her wet cunt. “Oh god, I want your cock in my mouth,” she begs as I latch off her tit. She pulls off my boxers revealing my fully erect, dark, veiny dick. It’s head is swollen and leaving me distressed as to just how long I’ll be able to last. “I’m going to enjoy this,” she says. Not breaking her gaze on me, she starts lightly kissing my balls while her hand slowly strokes my dick. I can’t keep looking at her without cumming so I close my eyes and lie back, caressing her head. She is now sucking my nuts, breathily heavily in between. I feel her tongue painting my shaft. I knew what was coming next. She licks my knobhead. “Fuck baby, just suck it,” I begged. She looks at up me with a devilish smile and swallows all 6 inches of my thick erect cock. I’m about to lose it. Her head is bobbing up and down and up and down. Her soft lips encase my cock and her tongue swirls around my dick. My moans are only eclipsed by the sounds of her slurping and sucking. My dick is glistening of her saliva that’s running down my nuts to my ass crack. I pull her face toward mine.