01.24.08
Sexy redhead stripping
Sexy redhead stripping in the locker room
There she was sitting at the bar just like she promised. I believe it. The lady in the black cocktail dress was as hot in the flesh as she was in the few pictures that induced me to meet a total stranger in a hotel bar. Granted it was a nice hotel… and some of those pictures had stimulated some mind-blowing orgasms. Albeit self-induced. But what red-blooded man wouldnt wank himself senseless over pictures of a classy naked slut?
But tonight was going to put an end to those solitary handjobs. Tonight I was going to deposit stringy globs of white spunk somewhere else besides my stomach and my fist. Like maybe all over that perfectly made-up face or between those perfectly painted lips. A shiver shot up my spine at the mere thought¡K
I¡¦d been chatting this babe up for months… getting into her head via our computers. We¡¦d gone from the usual chat room bullshit to email and then phone calls. I never realized what a good time I could have on the phone. I had good reason to think she felt the same way judging from the sticky wet sounds I¡¦d heard the one time I¡¦d convinced her to place the telephone receiver against her pussy while she frigged herself. Moans you can fake¡K sloppy pussy is a sound unto itself.
By now I had a pretty good idea what sort of nasty things went on in that beautiful head. The kinds of things that made me plan this first evening with her very carefully. She might not know it but tonight I ensured we would enjoy one of her darkest fantasies… one she¡¦d probably forgotten she¡¦d shared with me. Things upstairs were all set up. Lights camera and all the action she¡¦d be able to handle.
And didn¡¦t she look fine even better than the pictures I¡¦d managed to beg and cajole out of her. Fit. Long legs crossed at the ankles those silk stocking-clad feet hooked over a rail at the base of her barstool. A pair of sling-back high heels rested on the floor beneath her. I followed the curve of those incredible legs up her thighs past curvaceous hips past a tiny waist revealed by the form-fitting dress up to the narrow elbows resting on the bar top. In one hand she negligently balanced a highball glass by its icy rim with her fingertips. Her nails were perfectly manicured the fingers themselves dainty and white. She was perusing a newspaper and hadn¡¦t noticed me yet. I was content just to stand there for a few minutes and watch her. I wasn¡¦t the only one… I saw my buddy Mark at the other end of the room. He caught my eye smiled hugely nodded and left. The plan was set in motion. No going back. I approached her from behind.
Ellie? I breathed so close to her ear that she had to feel the heat of my breath. She seemed to go still then a slight shudder rippled through her body. But when she turned on her stool to face me the sight of her lovely face stole the breath from my lungs.
She was gorgeous. Wide dark eyes rimmed with amazingly long lashes. Her hair was twisted away from her face and piled artfully atop her head framing oval features and high cheekbones. Her lips were an enticing pout of rose-tinted gloss. I could just feel my cock sliding between them. And then she smiled.
John she said simply turning my name into the sexiest sound I¡¦d ever heard. Her voice was smooth and low even sexier in person than it was on the phone. Inside my pants a suitable reaction was taking place. It took me a moment to realize she¡¦d extended her hand.
It was the hand she¡¦d held the drink with. Her fingers were cold and damp a stark contrast to the dry heat of her palm. I could feel the firm pressure of her icy fingertips press into the back of my hand as her warm palm flattened against my own. A smile curved my mouth it was a real effort not to yank her off that stool and haul her off to the nearest elevator. But I was patient. Instead I asked if she cared to move to a table and gave the bartender our drink order when she nodded yes. She was drinking a vodka tonic so I ordered the same thing for myself minus the tonic.
Watching her gather her things was a study in the sublimity of grace. As she leaned down to retrieve her shoes I caught a glimpse of her cleavage until now hidden by the clever lines of her bodice. Her breasts were deep and full not too large but not too small either. If she was wearing a bra I couldn¡¦t detect it but her breasts sat high and firm for a woman the age she claimed to be. Her skin was white and smooth almost translucent. She was absolutely luscious.
And here I¡¦d thought forty-five was over the hill. She was just about the most perfect creature I¡¦d ever laid eyes on. Elegant classy delectable in a way that transcends youth. The kind of woman I¡¦d always wanted to peel the layers from to see what sort of wanton lay beneath the lady-like exterior. Old enough to have learned her way around a bedroom but still beautiful enough to keep me up all night. Literally.
I guided her to a secluded table near the back of the bar where it was quiet and dark. A buxom young waitress scurried over with our drinks giving me that prick tease smile only a real ball breaker gives a man. As the girl lit the candle on the table I shooed her away with a fiver. The stupid flake looked incredulous at me and then toward Ellie who ignored her completely. In a huff the waitress flounced off obviously not often out done by more experienced competition. In this case there was no contest….
After that Ellie and I made small talk got to know one another a little but mainly I was lost in the bottomless dark pools of her eyes. She was all heat smiling slowly her laugh a low husky sound that made my blood simmer¡K and every so often she would lean forward to make a point and touch my arm or my leg. I liked how she was so free with her touches so open. Nice. Honest.
I asked all the typical things how was the plane trip what were her plans… she was going to be very busy. From what I could gather tonight was the only one we could share. As the level of our drinks slid lower I asked if she¡¦d like to go into dinner although what I was hungering for wasn¡¦t on any menu.
Ellie must have felt the same. Her head went down her lashes lifted and she said No.
My heart began to pound as I felt that dainty hand slide up my thigh.
No she repeated coming to her feet and offering her hand to me.
It was the only invitation I required. I have a room upstairs… let¡¦s go there I said.
Quaffing down the rest of my vodka in a single gulp I rose and joined her guiding her out the door and to the elevator. When the doors slid closed I stood behind her reaching over her shoulder to press the button to my floor. Then I finally allowed my hand to do what it had been wanting to do all night¡K which was pull her against me. Her buttocks molded perfectly against my groin¡K and she did nothing to stop my hand as it moved upward to cup her breast. All it took was her deep sigh to settle those soft curves into the palm of my hand.
I couldn¡¦t tell what she had on under the dress but it was thin and felt like lace. I could feel the fat peak of her nipple straining against my fingers. Oh man she was all swollen and tender. Her head dropped back to my shoulder as my other arm came around her waist to lock her against me. I tasted her neck the exotic light perfume she wore teasing my senses almost unbearably. She gave a sharp cry when I nipped the soft skin but she made no effort to pull away. But then I knew already she liked it a little on the rough side.
When the doors slid open a very surprised-looking gentleman stood on the other side. How must we appear with me behind her rolling that plump little nipple between my fingers? But Ellie didn¡¦t jerk away she waited until I moved back and allowed me to nudge her from the elevator. She edged past the man with a polite Excuse me and continued down the hall. The man gave me a wry smile as if to say You lucky shit. I grinned back with a wink and followed Ellie.
I found the key tucked behind the lump in my pants and opened the door. Once it closed behind us I turned her to face me taking her face between my hands to kiss the lips that had tantalized me for the last hour. With a moan her mouth opened under the assault. She held nothing back but twined her tongue with mine the instant I nudged it past her lips.
Holy Christ but this woman knew how to kiss! She tasted like vodka and something sweeter that woman-taste which drove me over the edge. My hands moved down the front of her body going straight for the goods firmly cupping her mound through the dress. Soft plump and so hot. Her steamy heat flowed into mine and I used my other hand to grip her buttocks forcing her harder onto my questing fingers. She groaned and dropped her own hands to my crotch cupping me between her palms. Just over her shoulder I noticed a faint movement through the louvers of the closet door. Good. We were ready then.
And I was eager to begin. Almost frantically my fumbling fingers found the zipper to her dress. She pushed me back and I started to follow her movement objecting to the loss of contact. But then something made me stop.
Ellie smiled knowingly and stepped backward deeper into the room. Dropping her eyes she shrugged out of the dress. It puddled on the floor at her feet.
My eyes almost popped out of my head.
Goddamn I sighed massaging my crotch while my eyes drank her in.
She might as well have been naked. The tiny black bra and panties were transparent. Her straining darkened nipples were clearly visible through the lace and I watched her breath come heavy and fast her chest rising and falling beckoning. My eyes caught on the neat black triangle between her squirming legs. All that ivory skin soft like velvet firm and well cared for¡K. Her black stockings were the sort that stay up by themselves the broad band of elastic lace at the top a perfect frame for the vision just above. A delicate gold chain around her narrow waist was the only jewelry she wore.
As I watched she undid the clasp at the front of her bra allowing her generous breasts to fall free. She groaned when the cooler air brushed across them bringing those turgid little nubbins to my attention. She had fantastic tits¡K they sat high and firm the nipples kind of tilted up begging to be nibbled on. I would have paid good money for a chance to manhandle those prick stiffeners and here I had a chance to get at them for free¡K.
Touch them. I urged my voice a rasp I barely recognized as my own. Squeeze the nipples… Hard. Tug on them. Tease me.
At my command her hands moved over her own skin the fingers digging into the tender flesh. Her nipples peeked through the spaces between her fingers as she caressed herself. She smiled and walked backward toward the bed plucking her nipples between her fingers.
See anything you like? she teased.
Oh yeah I grinned. Keep going¡K turn around. Take off the panties. Do it slow.
She turned her back to me and bent over teasing the tiny thong over the smoothest creamiest ass I¡¦ve ever been lucky enough to get my hands on. A slight flash of glistening pink showed through as she maneuvered those high heels out of the thong. Then she straightened flicking the wisp of lace off somewhere to her left. Now she only wore the stockings and her shoes. As she started to remove them I stopped her.
No. Don¡¦t touch the shoes I said rubbing myself through my slacks. Lay back on the bed.
She complied and I approached the edge of the mattress gripping one of her knees and moving it aside so I could see her better. Man! She was something! The neat patch of pubic hair parted to reveal the pinkest slickest pussy I¡¦ve ever seen. Her fat little clit strained eagerly from between plump lips glistening in the low light. As aroused as I¡¦ve ever seen a woman get¡K that pussy was dripping slut cream. The heady scent of sex rose in an intoxicating wave. I drew one finger down the moist divide as she plucked her nipples. That little bit of play left her gasping from the sensations coursing through her. Obviously she liked showing it off. So I peeled those fine pussy lips open and took a good long look. She was kind of squirming on the bed anxious and ready to play. Her body made nice juice really wet and slippery in a way that invited a man to ravage and plunder all night long. And I was just getting warmed up.
Are you going to fuck me? she whispered her eyes falling closed as I slid my middle finger deep.
Oh baby I whispered in awe I am going to fuck you nine ways from sundown. I¡¦m going to split you in two….
Do it she urged.
Make yourself cum first¡K like you¡¦ve been doing for the last five months¡K. Only this time I get to watch.
Her eyes flew open in shock but I took her hand and placed it on her hot sweet cunt showing her the circular motion I wanted. Gradually she took over the rhythm as her surprise turned into sheer lust. I managed to slip another finger inside her tight heat as her own moved faster across her sopping pussy. Soft wet sounds echoed off the walls of the hotel room. Just when she began to moan in earnest her eyes falling closed and her hips bucking into my hand and her own I pulled her fingers away spread her legs wider holding her labia open with two fingers as I watched that stiff clit throb with impending orgasm. Unable to stop myself I put my mouth there tugged her spasming bud between my lips teasing it with my tongue as she cried out and came violently her fingernails digging into my forearms as she used them for leverage. Man she tasted good¡K kind of tart and slightly salty the flesh beneath sweet and smooth alive. The delicious scent of her had my prick as hard as a sledgehammer.
Ahhh¡K unghhh¡K oh fuck! Lick it! Suck! Don¡¦t stop¡K ahhhhh¡K
This was too easy. I grinned as she finished. You taste like fresh cut grass I said laving my tongue over her cunt one last time. So sweet¡K
Gee she panted slowly gaining control over her breathing thanks… I think. She managed to pull away and bring her knees together. Now it¡¦s my turn¡K she said slyly. My cock just about tore through my zipper as she licked her delectable pink-stained lips.
She rose to her knees on the bed sliding herself up my body. She kissed me open-mouthed using her tongue to flick over my lips and catch the remnants of her own juices. I felt the hard points of her nipples dig into my chest through my shirt. My hands reached down to cup her ass and grind her mound against my almost painful erection.
So that¡¦s what grass tastes like she smiled against my lips.
Yeah I groaned slowly as her hands found my zipper and slipped inside. Her fingers weren¡¦t cool anymore they were hot and still slick with her juices. She rubbed her thumb over the head