I had been flirting with this white, red haired boy all day. Stuck out of town on a business trip and awaiting an award ceremony, I was looking for some excitement. He was the lucky one I chose from a recently placed Craigslist ad while away on a business trip. For some reason, hubby was adamant about no black guys that night. Annoyed, but wanting some anonymous dick, and quite frankly, some attention, I chose this guy. Just like most white guys, he talked about his love of giving oral sex. Well, knowing what I know now, that is usually code for “I have a small dick.” Or “I can’t get or stay hard.” Oh well. Let’s see where this goes. Hubby hadn’t been in the habit of allowing me to play alone, so this was particularly exciting!
Leaving the mandatory, boring, all day seminar, I went back to the hotel room for an hour of leisure time before I had to get all gussied up for the upcoming award ceremony.
When out of the blue, my gentleman texts me and asks to come over, right now, before the ceremony just to lick my pussy. What?? Like, right now-right now? “Yes, he says. I can be there, my Queen, to bring you to orgasm with my tongue in 15 minutes.” Hmm… now that sounds nice and this is so spontaneous and exciting!
Assuming that he would never show up, as most don’t when you make plans with Craigslist dudes, I called him on it. “Ok. Let’s do it. Room 303. Residence Inn.” And I waited. Anxious. Cleaning up. And rebelliously, deciding not to give my hubby the heads up that he was on his way over. That made it even better, daring, rebellious.
14 minutes later, a tap tap on the door. No shit! He showed up! I looked through the peep hole to make sure he was there alone. And, petrified that a co-worker that was also staying at the same hotel would see a strange man entering my room, I opened the door and hid behind it, coyly. And quickly ushered him inside.
He was tall. Red hair. And came in a suit. Not a full suit but the vest, tie etc. He didn’t speak. Feeling shy, I said hello and sat back on the bed. He stood to the left of the foot of the bed, back towards me and face in front of the floor length mirror. I watched him very methodically, very slowly unbutton the sleeves of his shirt. Not making eye contact with me, he unbuttoned his vest. Slowly undraping himself from the vest around his midsection, he carefully folded it in half, and specifically laid it out over the length of the bench that stood in front of the mirror.
This was a test of my patience. I was mesmerized. Making me slow down and take my time. I was on his time now. He made me slow down. He made me wait. I touched my body, breathed in deeply over and over, touching my pussy and watching him.
He was surely making this a process. An experience.
He slowly unbuttoned his shirt. And with precision took it off gently and again laid it, ever so particularly, over his vest.
And then he turned around and faced me. He did not look me in the eye but looked at my body. It was when he turned around that I saw the hard-on in his pants. That made me happy and excited. He got down on his knees on the floor at the foot of the bed, embraced my upper thighs and buried his head in my pussy. His touch was soft and methodical. He may have been severely aroused but he did not lose control.
He was good. He took his time. He licked every part of my clit, my lips, my hole. Up and down and around and around. My hips began to undulate towards his face. My fingers found his hair and pushed his face in between my legs. He ate and ate and ate. And I found myself having a hard time holding back. God, I wanted him to fuck me.
My clit became enraged with blood and tingling. Tingling throughout my whole body. I could think of nothing else but the next suck of his tongue on my clit, the next lick of his tongue around the outside of my clit, teasing me into orgasm.
I shuddered and gasped. I moaned loudly. So loudly as I gushed and came all over his face. He lapped it up faster and faster and I heard him exhale and moan. I begged for his dick. He slowly removed himself from between my legs, stood up. Dick still rock hard. And I asked him to fuck me.
He stood over me, grabbing my tit and playing briefly with my nipple. He bent down kissed me and said; “Not just yet. Later tonight.” And he placed himself back in front of the mirror to gown up the same way he unfurled before me when he arrived. I laid there, relaxed and feeling wonderfully.
He left the hotel room. I dressed for the award ceremony. Not putting a stitch of clothing on under my long black sequenced dress. Ready for him to return.
He never returned.
Reminiscing about the story with my hubby later that night, I secretly dreamt that he would come rapping on the door just one more time. No we don’t have to talk. I will spread my legs like butter and you will please your Queen with your tongue. No words needed.