A WOMAN'S TOUCH...e****t Service - Sex Stories

A WOMAN'S TOUCH...e****t Service

... and I told him each time how much fun he was. By the time we reached the hotel, I'd moved next to him, my dress d****d to expose my thighs above the tops of my nylons. The scent of my drenched pussy mingled in the air with my perfume, intoxicating Al all the more. We walked together through the lobby to my room, get- ting long stares from everyone, this little white woman with this very tall black man. I could imagine what they were thinking...obviously a whore, paid to service this guy's cock...to eat it, to fuck it, to drink his come. All of which made me decide to go for it immediately. We entered my plush room, and I told Al I'd be right back as I walked into the bathroom. I left the door open a crack so I could see if he took the bait I'd left for him. He walked around shyly, then spotted my panties on the bed. My clit hardened and pulsed when he picked them up, glanced my way, and put them to his nose. My knees almost gave way when he breathed deep, and his hand went to his crotch. He was squeezing his cock! His pants quickly bulged out in front...it looked like he'd stuffed a g****fruit in there! I felt weak. I could feel my pussy spasm, and a trickle of juice begin to run down the inside of one thigh. I sneaked back into the room, careful not to let him hear me. I was behind him, and watching him sniffing my panties while he worked his cock with the other hand was too much to take. "See what you did to me, before we even met?" I cooed. Al spun around, ...

... flustered as hell. "I...I...uhm...I'm sorry, Celeste...I didn't mean to...." he mumbled, dropping the panties. "Maybe I should go...I'm so sorry." "Nonsense, sweetheart," I whispered, moving towards him, his big cock lump almost at eye level. "We've got a lot of night left, and I have a few ideas about what you can do to make it up to me." I stood in front of him, and pushed him gently back onto the bed. He was so tall, his feet were still on the floor. I grabbed the panties, and crawled up over him, straddling his narrow hips, my pantyless pussy settling on his bulging cock. Putting my panties to his nose, I whispered "Do you smell me? I had these on when I was getting ready to meet you. Do you know how they got that way? Thinking about looking into your startled eyes, and your cock...thinking about how thick it is....about how juicy it is....about you stuffing it into my mouth...about you working it into my pussy...about you feeding me your thick, hot come..." He was squirming below me. I could feel his cock growing, pushing against my naked pussy, nudging my aching little clit. I began rubbing myself on his lump...slowly. "You've got me so wet, Al." I whispered, reaching down and running a finger between my sopping cunt lips. The slight touch almost made me come. I scooped up some juice on a fingernail and brought it to his lips. "Taste me." I trembled as his lips tentatively touched my finger, and his tongue licked out. My hips ground down hard on his cock, and he moaned. ...