In addition to the tattoo on the top of each foot, there is a large, tribal piece across her belly that morphs into a tree, branches spreading and continuing up under her bra. The natural, open boldness of her semi nudity is far more erotic than any younger woman’s ‘tight’ body and my arousal increases.
“I have lots more to smell, lots more to see, but what about you?” She stands, legs slightly spread, her open palms massaging her belly and pelvis.
Thinking this is crazy, I consider that we are 50 pairs of rooms from the elevators and while exposed, the distance is quite long and full visual determination of whatever is about to happen would take half the hallway to become clear due to the curve of the hall.
But it also means we may not hear folks coming until halfway down the hall………………
I am not an exhibitionist, but this woman’s invitation has me willing to step over my own boundaries. Hell, I just stepped over a line on the elevator………….. My last worry is if someone exits a room at our end of the hall…………ah, fuck it…………….
I begin unbuttoning my shirt. As soon as it becomes apparent that I am joining her, she moves closer to me. “Wow, look at all this ink”. She examines me as I take my shirt off and then leans in, clenching one of my nipples in her teeth, she bites down and pulls.
Suddenly releasing it, she repeats the same drill on my other nipple. Both are now standing erect — “You like that don’t you?……… do mine.” She pushes her chest out.
I reach around her to release the bra clasp…………….. No clasp……
“Here, let me help you.” She reaches up to her side and releases a clasp hidden in the seam and then discards her bra as her breasts fall free.
The compression of the sport bra gave lie to what are full, lush breasts. However, the rest of the reveal leaves me speechless………….
The tree tattoo branches off just below her sternum and spreads out below the swell of each bosom. Smaller branches splinter off to cradle each breast, like fingers. On each, one of the smaller branches blooms into a cherry blossom, the petals falling open across her areola, the pistil and stamen bursting from her nipples.
The contrast from the sumi black of the branches to the bright colors of the blossoms is awesome. The work is stunning, exquisite and must have hurt like hell.
Under and between the patches of ink, her areola and nipples are a dark brown, large, tough and aroused. I bite into one and lean back, feeling her pull away, stretching her entire breast taut. I release it and move to the other.
“Harder this time” — I bite so deeply I am afraid I will break skin and she leans back with her full body weight, her stretch marks transformed into deep furrows. She jerks against the strain, finally pulling it out of my mouth. “AAAAHHHHH, Fuck!”
She leans forward and suddenly her mouth is on mine and she is wetly soul kissing me as our bellies and breasts grind against each other.
“I have been fantasizing about this all week!” She pulls her shorts down and steps out of them. She is waxed smooth and clean. She has a beautiful lotus tattoo. It is anchored on her mons, spreading across her pelvis. I smile to myself as I have a similar lotus based just above my cock.
I am stunned. The lotus is amazing, but she is now buck naked. Buck naked in a public hotel hallway where I am doing a consultancy………… I chuckle in amazement and shake my head.
“What’s so funny?” …………”You like my smells?………” She pushes two fingers between her bare lips and I notice we have more in common. The lotus roots that cascade around my balls, down onto my perineum, in her case run down onto her outer labia and continue underneath her and I smile once again.
“Here smell this” and she smears her cunt funk across my face. It is rich and ripe and I become fully tumescent.
She makes rapid progress on my belt buckle and button fly. Spreading the fly open to push my jeans down, she exposes my lotus…………. “Okay, now I get the smiles — Just how cool will this be!”
She lifts my balls in one hand, wets the other and begins to stroke my cock with her juices.
“Enough, lady, it’s my turn”. No longer caring that we are in public, I push her onto the bench and drop to my knees, slacks bunched around my shoes.
Hooking my palms under knees I push her legs up and apart, her lotus root opening wide in front of me. As her lips open and her hood pulls back, a barbell piercing pops into view, straddling her clit, anchored in the folds of her hood.
I have adopted her teasing pacing and bring my face in close, but not touching her yet. Inhaling, I can now smell both her cunt and a sugary sweet stink from her ass. That seals it. No longer aware of anything, I commit fully to this sexual madness.
I rock her back on the bench and dive into her ass crack, rimming the ring her of sphincter in ever tighter circles until I am riding the muscle itself, feeling it relax and pushing and probing with my tongue ……., then running it up her taint and burying my face in her now sopping cunt.
She has reached down and is spreading herself wide open. I push in, bathing my face and forehead in her fluids before moving back to her ass, now so relaxed, I can begin to work my tongue inside.