X Marks The Spot

I really thought that I had missed my chance, everything seemed to be going well. We talked, laughed, flirted, the whole nine. She couldn’t have been out of my sight for more than just a moment. All I did was order our drinks! But, I turn my back and she’s nowhere to be found. Before I even opened my mouth to ask, the bartender said “she must’ve been talking about you”.

“What’s that?” The words excited their way out of my mouth before I could catch them “the lady I was talking to, did she say something about me?”

“Is a pig’s ass pork!?”

Puzzled, all I could manage was “Um…”

“All but the hole!”

I gave another “um?”

“Yes” he sighed, “and she left you her room key…”

I took the key card and made my way out the door. Didn’t even wait around for whatever other nonsense he was getting ready to spew at me. 1400, the penthouse suit, got it… Hmm, disappearing girl on the “fourteenth floor” of a hotel that doesn’t have a thirteenth… You know what, she’s hot enough to ignore that. Don’t let your superstition cock-block you, not again.

This has got to be the slowest elevator known to man. I can feel the excitement coursing through me. The anticipation engorging my member, stretching my pants to their limit. Finally, her floor. And the key works! The doors open just in time. I walk in the door just as she tosses her robe across the room. Oh my god, look at her! Standing there, so confident, so beautiful, so naked. She flips her hair, exposing her chest, nipples covered with tape, and says “I thought you’d never come.” Then, just like that, she’s on me.

I can’t believe how fast she moves in those heels. Peeling my clothes off of me like a banana from its peel. My shirt goes left, pants go right, I try to help her with my underwear and my hand gets smacked away. They end up circling above us, wrapped around a blade on the ceiling fan. Bambi takes a knee. Drags her nails around my hips, grabs a cheek with each hand, and pulls me forward. She licks her lips and takes me in her mouth, right to the back of her throat. So warm. So wet. So deep.

Bambi pulls me out of her mouth, spits on my cock, then proceeds to wrap her lips around my balls. Going back and forth between the two, giving them just as much attention as she gave my dick. She licks her way to my tip, and returns me to the back of her throat. It must have been so good, I guess, that at some point I must have blacked out. I can’t remember taking a single step, or making any movement at all really, but when I opened my eyes we were in her bed.

By no means am I complaining, I just hope that I don’t lose time again later and miss out on something good. Just as I’m about to erupt she stops, pulls my drool covered cock out of her mouth and starts smacking it against her tits. Over and over again she edges me, I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I literally feel like I’m about to explode.