I walked over to her and followed her gaze. There, hidden by the velvet cover was mirror that allowed those in the bed to view themselves. “Kinky.”
“I think it’s kinda erotic,” she purred.
“I thought I told you to be careful about being such a tease.”
“And I told you I might not be teasing,” she whispered, sensuously, as she ran her hand across the front on my pants.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to me, our lips pressing against each other, passionately.
“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned as she wrapped her arms around my neck, moving in for a tender, slow, passionate kiss, her tongue touched my lips lightly, the taste of her was sweet and salty at the same time.
She pressed the softness of her body against mine, causing the bulge in my pants to lurch and tremble.
The very idea of possessing her was nearly more than I could handle. We began to sway back and forth, rubbing against each other, to a music that only we could hear, as our hands and mouths explored each other.
When we pulled apart we stood nose-to-nose, the feel of our flesh against each other adding to our building arousal. “We have all the time we want,” she purred. “And we’re going to use every second of it. We’re going to make love, we’re going to fuck, and we’re going to mate like wild animals in the forest.”
The confidence that oozed from her removed all the nervousness I’d felt before that moment, replacing it with desire for her.
With that she kissed me again, but harder and more passionately, her tongue slid between my lips and our tongues played tag with each other; first in my mouth and then in hers. Then she grabbed me by the collar and backed up toward the bed, not breaking our kiss until she sat on the mattress, my cock at eye level.
“Mmmmm,” she murmured as she began unbuttoning my shirt, letting it slip off my shoulders and unto the floor. She began kissing my stomach, darting her tongue into my belly button as she unbuckled and unzipped my pants, pulling them down around my knees. “I’d say you have a pretty good sized cock,” she purred as she massaged it through my boxer-briefs.
My cock hardened under her touch until it felt like a piece of iron straining to be free.
In one swift movement, she pulled my briefs down releasing my member, and she gasped as she saw the way it was bobbing in front of her watering mouth.
“Yessssss,” she hissed as she gently wrapped her hand around the shaft and scooted forward, positioning herself on the bed. “I knew it,” she whispered.
“Knew what?”
“Knew that I’d end up doing this,” she said as she eased my cock head past her soft lips and into her mouth.
I’d never felt anything like it in my life. I felt the warmth of her tongue curling under the bottom, playing with the sensitive, nerve-filled, ‘V’ under the head. Then, she closed her eyes and began taking me deeper. Five inches, six inches, eight inches, her throat opening to take me in until her nose brushed against my pubic hair, a slight humming deep in her throat.
Instinctively, I wrapped my hands in her hair and arched my back. “Ohmigod!! I’ve never felt anything like this. I never imagined it would feel soooo good!”
She slowly slipped my cock from her mouth and looked up at me, her eyes watering a bit, her mascara running in tiny streaks, accentuating her eyes. “What can I say? Pleasing my lover has always come natural to me,” she said, softly, as she ran her hand up and down the length of my shaft.
“You keep doing that and I’m not gonna guarantee you won’t get a handful of something.”
“Mmmmmmmm. I think I’d like that but not now… not today. Today I have other things in mind,” she continued as she leaned forward once again, lightly kissing the tip of my cock.
“Hold on to that thought,” I said as I gently pulled away and walked over to the phone. I called the front desk and asked, “Yes, can we have a wake-up call at… say… 6:15?”
She nodded and smiled, licking her lips, sensuously, as the desk clerk responded, “It will be my pleasure, sir,” at which point I hung up. What he didn’t hear was me murmur, “Actually, I think it will be my pleasure.” The moment I turned back toward Naomi, I knew without a doubt that it was definitely going to be my pleasure.
Our eyes met and she reached around the front of her camisole. She grabbed the hem and with one graceful movement slipped it up and over her head, letting it fall to the pile of clothes on the floor. She was wearing a sheer, black demi-bra… but not for long. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she reached between the cups and unhooked the bra, letting it glide down her shoulders and onto the growing pile.
Though I’d seen her breasts while she was in the shower and for a brief moment while we were on the balcony this was the first time I’d actually got to examine them completely… they were perfect. They were large, but not too large that they sagged and they were tanned a tawny-brown without the slightest sign of a tan line. Her areolae were the size of a half-dollar and completely encircled by tiny bumps that seemed to be growing as I watched. And her nipples… ohmigod!! A person would have to be blind or dead not to get turned on by the way they stuck out like the eraser on a beginner’s level pencil.
“You like?” she asked as she cupped them as if offering them to me.
“Oh yeah,” I sighed.
“Then why are you way over there? Come here and play with them,” she finished as she took her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and gave them a twist.
I stood before her within seconds, a breast in each hand.
“Squeeze them. I like having my tits played with while I…” she didn’t finish as she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock.
She turned it this way and that, examining every inch of it. Then, her hand slid up the shaft until she was cupping the head. She must have felt the pre-cum leaking from the tip into her palm because she gave me a sultry look, licking her lips, before sliding her hand down my throbbing member until she reached my balls.
“Arrrgghhhhh,” I groaned without realizing I was doing it.
“So you do like,” she crooned as her hand began the slow climb up my rigid shaft until she reached the head, before she started to slide back down again, this time adding a bit more pressure.
I groaned again and, instinctively, thrust my hips forward, forcing my cock into her hand.
She responded by increasing the speed of her hand movements and cupping my balls with her other hand, gently playing with the sack.
At the same time, my hands squeezed her tits, kneading them like fresh bread dough, as I rolled her nipples between my fingers.
A thin layer of sweat soon appeared on her face and I began to smell a faint musky aroma that excited me on a primal level.
“Ohhhhhhh, you’re getting me so turned on!! My pussy is leaking like a fucking faucet.”
“Better slow down. Getting close to cumming,” I croaked.
“Maybe I want you to cum,” she purred. “Maybe I wanna taste your cum in my mouth and feel it on my face and tits,” she finished as she leaned forward and swallowed my cock in one continuous movement.