03 The Hotel - Sex Stories

03 The Hotel

... on my middle and index finger. Then I leaned into her again and parted her lips with my thumb. I ran my tongue over the opening into her vagina and dipped my tongue down into the sweetness of her savoring the wonderful taste. Then I moved upwards, licking her lips, and sucking on them, while I gently pushed my fingers into her pussy. I could feel her back arching against me, and her legs straightened as my fingers slowly pushed into the tightness inside of her. I leaned into it, using my weight as leverage against her, slowly pushing my fingers in, until my knuckles pushed against her. Then she grabbed my hair with a fierceness, and I buried my face in her. My tongue darted into her, licking, and flicking across her as I withdraw my fingers halfway, and then pushed them back in. Her breath rushed in and out through clenched teeth as I pulled her clit into my mouth again, sucking on it as fiercely as she pulled on my hair.

Pulling back from her, I slipped my fingers out and stood up. Then I leaned forward against her, resting my groin against hers, my rock-hard erection pushing against the edge of her mound. Then I placed my index and middle fingers against her lips, letting her smell her own sweet juices. She opened her mouth and pulled my fingers in, her hands reaching out and pulling me closer to her. She sucked on my fingers, raking her teeth across them. I kissed her neck below her jaw line, under her right ear, nipping at the flesh. Then I pulled back and kneeled ...

... again between her legs. As I knelt, I pulled my left hand down across her chest, and stomach; dragged my nails deliciously across her tantalizing flesh.

As I knelt, I rested my right hand on the nightstand next to the bed and noticed a glass of ice sitting there. Reaching into the glass, I pulled out a single ice cube, and slipped it into my mouth. I sucked on it, melting off the sharp edges then pulled it out. Placing my left hand on the top of her mound, I parted her lips with my thumb again, running it over her clit. She quivered in anticipation. Then I leaned into her and ran my cold tongue over her hot lips. A gasp burst from her mouth at the sudden coldness against her. I flicked my tongue between her lips, across the opening to her vagina, tasting her sweetness and her heat. Then I ran my tongue across her clitoris and sat back for a moment. Her legs twitched and spasmed and she moaned at me.

I pushed my left hand against her right knee, parting her legs a little wider, and positioned my left elbow on her right thigh. Then I leaned into her and ran a single piece of ice across her mound, letting the quickly melting ice water drip down over her lips. Her legs twitched and spasmed, and her breath came out in quick gasps as I slid the ice cube over her lips, barely letting the tip slip between. Then I pulled the ice cube off her hot body, and leaned in, licking off the excess water before it dripped away. Parting her lips, I ran the ice cube over her clit, swirling it ...