Collegegiate Sluthood Continues Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Collegegiate Sluthood Continues Ch. 01

... the entrance for them. "Will... I hope you've not been gossiping about me," she joked as they swaggered in.

"Not at all, miss. Just him," Will stated politely and a little awkwardly. His eyes darted to the mini-bar, as if drawn by muscle-memory. "Want me to fix you a drink, miss Lake?"

"Oh, thank you Will. I hate to make you work out of hours," she purred as he took a route to the drinks station. He was a professional after all. And it gave her a chance to look at his companion, whose eyes hadn't stopped fixating on her. She returned his stare with a comely smile, "Mack... how was work this weekend?"

He smiled politely. "Quite fine - but certainly not fine enough to talk about. Right now - you... are the highlight of my weekend. Have you enjoyed your stay at the hotel?"

With just a few feet between them, Andrea felt a growing heat and she smiled, her legs spreading as she swayed in a lustful spell. She was attracted to him. And he was to her. His eyes languished over her body brazenly. She suspected he was holding himself back - her mind forming an image of the brute tearing her clothes off.

"Do you like what you see, Mack?" Andrea offered, and then untied her robe, opening up to reveal her noir bra and knicker lingerie. Speechless for a moment, Mack's eyes did all the talking, as they widened and drank in the sight of the nubile beauty before him. Before he could even speak - he was already working his hand down into his trousers, as though driven by that ...

... wild passion that he could barely keep under control.

"Well damn - I guess we are skipping the niceties. You are some fire, girl. And quite the freak, from what I heard?" he mused hopefully as he looked over Andrea, before glancing at a smiling Will, who was shaking the ice in the mixer behind the mini-bar.

Andrea smiled at the compliment, happy to know her reputation was appreciated. Reaching out for further attestation of her own, she grabbed the bulging imprint in his slacks - feeling it swell and raring to burst out - as his hands reached forward around her to grab her buttocks.

When Will returned with the drinks in hand - Andrea had already led Mack to the couch and succumbed to her knees. He put the drinks down quietly nearby - not wanting to interrupt as he observed Andrea pull Mack's boxers down, freeing his phallus which sprung out like a coil, her body language exuding raw hunger at the sight.

Andrea took a moment to admire the risen python - admiring the sight as she liked to do whenever acquainted with a man - especially one as big and endowed as this one. It's form - onyx-black and thickest at the middle, titillated her basest instincts and she leaned down to lick and then spread her lips over the sous-chef's swollen, fleshy helmet, taking him into her mouth and savoring that first taste. The rich, musky aroma titillated her senses with aphrodisia as she let the meat fill her mouth.

"Oh, fuck that's good. Damn girl - you know how to suck dick for ...