A Night in London

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There I was, stuck overnight in a London hotel after the airline rescheduled my connecting flight. I was feeling adventurous though, and having never been to this city before, I called down to the hotel concierge for a recommendation of things to do. Unfortunately, it was a holiday and the hotel was nowhere near the city itself, so it seemed that any amount of sightseeing would either be unavailable or incredibly expensive. Disappointed, I went down to the hotel lobby for dinner, but even the restaurant there was desolate. I ate quickly and decided to go back up to my room.

But I kept thinking that it was such a waste not to do something memorable, as I wasn’t sure when I’d ever be in London again. Since I was no stranger to Craigslist, I decided to see if there was anyone close by who might want to have a drink together; at least that could be interesting. I browsed the local ads and one caught my eye: “I Want to Eat Your Pussy.” Not quite what I had in mind, but I was certainly intrigued. After a few flirtatious emails with the author of the ad, I agreed to meet him in the hotel lobby in about an hour.

Excited and nervous, I wanted to shower before meeting this stranger. I turned on the water, making it as hot as I could stand. The steam filled the bathroom as I ran my hands over my body, studying myself in the mirror. My bright blue eyes complimented my dark blonde hair, which fell loosely over my shoulder. I cupped my 32B breasts, which nicely fit my thin 5’3″ frame, my nipples already stiffening with excitement. I rolled one nipple between my fingers while my other hand slid down my flat stomach, and gently rubbed between my freshly waxed pussy lips. I was already damp. I stopped myself, not wanting to get carried away so soon, and stepped into the shower.

I decided to wear something casual, just a pair of jeans and heeled boots with a loose, light blue top. The top showed a bit of cleavage Anadolu Yakası Escort and I decided against a bra, which put my hard nipples on full display through the thin fabric. With butterflies in my stomach, I made my way down to the lobby. We had agreed that if I felt uncomfortable, I didn’t have to invite him up to my room. I took a seat on one of the chairs by the door, fidgeting and anxiously checking my phone. A few minutes later, he walked in the door and I caught his eye.

“Rebecca?” he asked. I stood and nodded, and he walked over to me. “I’m Amir,” he said as he greeted me with a soft kiss on the cheek and we sat down opposite each other. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said, and it really was. To say he was tall, dark and handsome may be cliche, but it was accurate. He stood nearly a foot taller than me, thin but muscular, with dark cocoa skin and a nicely trimmed beard. I caught the scent of his cologne, warm and slightly woodsy. His deep brown eyes sparkled as we made small talk, and his smile instantly put me at ease. After a few minutes, I asked if he wanted to go up to my room.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“Yes, but I’m still a little nervous,” I laughed shyly.

“Me too,” he said. “Don’t worry.” He walked with me to the elevator, his hand on the small of my back.

Once inside my room, he gently pulled my chin up to meet him for a kiss. It was intoxicating, starting softly and growing deeper and deeper, his tongue meeting mine. He stepped back and took off his jacket and scarf, hanging them on the back of a chair, and took my hand as he led me to the bed. If he was nervous too, he hid it well. I laid down next to him, running my fingers through his hair as he kissed my neck and ran his hands over my body. He pinched and rolled my hard nipples through my shirt, then ran his hands down my back to cup my ass and roll me onto my back.

He pulled Kadıköy Escort down my shirt, exposing my breasts, and licked and sucked each nipple as I moaned loudly. He gently pulled on my achingly sensitive nipples with his teeth. He slid my jeans off, followed by my top, leaving me in just my panties. He paused for a moment to look at me, and I tingled with anticipation. He spread my legs wide, slowly kissing and licking the insides of my thighs up to the crease in my leg, getting closer and closer to my pussy and driving me crazy. He placed his hand on top of my mound, and rubbed me with his palm through my panties, which were completely soaked. He pulled them to the side and ran a finger up and down my slit, feeling my wetness. I moaned and pushed against him, wanting to be filled.

He pulled off my panties and slid two fingers inside me, lightly licking and sucking my clit. I cupped my own breasts and pinched my nipples, feeling my orgasm building. I thrust against his fingers and knew that this whole situation was erotic enough to make me cum much quicker than I usually would. He started sucking harder on my clit and it sent me over the edge, waves of orgasm running through my body, my pussy throbbing. He wouldn’t stop though. As my orgasm started subsiding, he added a third finger and I almost immediately started cumming again as he continued to finger, lick and suck my pussy.

As I finally started to catch my breath after my second orgasm, he laid down next to me. I pulled off his shirt and ran my fingers over his chest, noticing the growing bulge in his pants. It was bigger than I had expected, and I couldn’t help but reach down to stroke him. His eyes closed as he let out a quiet moan.

I unzipped his pants and he helped me pull them off with his boxers. I personally love uncut cocks, and this one was a thick 8 inches long and had me drooling. My hand just barely wrapped İstanbul Escort around the shaft, and I licked and sucked around the head. I looked up into his eyes as I took him as deep as I could into my mouth. I could feel him growing even harder as I ran my tongue up and down his shaft. He used his hand on the back of my head to guide me up and down on his cock, and I could taste the saltiness of his precum in the back of my throat.

I got on my hands and knees and crawled up to kiss him, gently rubbing the lips of my pussy against the head of his hard dick. “I need you inside me,” I whispered to him, and he kissed me deeply as he pulled me down onto him. I moaned into his mouth as his big cock pushed its way inside me, and he slowly thrust himself deeper and deeper, inch by inch, until he was completely buried. He held my hips and rocked me back and forth on him, and I closed my eyes and felt him stretching my tight hole. With my hands on his chest, I rocked back and forth with him and moaned, enjoying the sensations deep inside me. As his thrusts started becoming more urgent, I knew he must be getting close. He rolled me off of him, giving himself a short break to breathe and reposition. He bent me over on all fours in front of him, and I wiggled my ass against him, waiting to be filled again. He grabbed my hips and quickly buried himself inside me, easily slipping inside my dripping pussy. He fucked me deep and hard, giving me the pounding I so desperately needed, so much so that I struggled to catch my breath. His hands firmly grabbed my hips, then my shoulders, driving his cock deeper and deeper than I even thought possible. As his thrusts became faster and harder, I could feel he was getting closer and closer…

And then the alarm went off for my early morning flight! I told him I needed him to cum for me, and that’s all he needed to pull out and unload his balls all over my ass and back. He helped me clean up, and I walked him to the door. We shared one last kiss as he left and I gathered my bags for my flight. When I checked my phone at the airport, I saw that he had emailed me with an attachment. It was a video of him fucking me – he had recorded the whole thing!

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