“Enticing”

I discovered on social media that “Elle” would be visiting the capital from the West Coast. I submitted my screening information via the booking form on her website, and she quickly responded. We were able to make arrangements for the weekend. When the day arrived, we met late on a cool autumn morning at a chic boutique hotel in the city.

I slipped in the door of her hotel room, and a slender lady with long dark brown hair met me with an embrace and a light kiss on the cheek. She complimented me on my outfit; I discreetly eyed her graceful curves and shapely rear. I discreetly placed an envelope containing the donation on the desk and excused myself to the bathroom for a moment. When I returned, we took a seat at the foot of the bed. She held my hand as we made our introductions. She’s recently embarked on a graduate program in psychology. She had devoted time to burlesque dancing, which had clearly honed her slender frame. I traced my fingers along her forearm, feeling the softness of her freckled porcelain skin. She stood up, and I helped her out of her black dress. She asked for my opinion of her fancy blue Honey Birdette lingerie as she showed off her figure. “Enticing,” I responded, although I very much wanted to see her out of it. She must have sensed what I was thinking, for she slowly stripped out of her lingerie.

Then she invited me to stand up. She reached for my belt and zipper and started removing my pants. Her aggressiveness caught me off-guard, but I did not protest with the direction she was taking things. She pulled down my boxer-briefs and tossed them aside, then pushed me down onto the bed. She straddled me, deliberately grinding her bare crotch against my thigh. Her breasts swaying, nipples erect, she firmly took my erect cock in her hand and began to stroke me. Then she took me into her mouth to administer a deep blowjob, her dreamy dark blue eyes staring into mine.

She then asked me to take her. She applied a condom, and positioned herself atop me. After she slowly lowered herself onto my cock, I savored entering into her depths. She rode me, sensuously at first, then with increasing intensity. As mentioned, she has the loveliest ass, and I wanted to behold it. She positioned herself on her hands and knees, and I enjoyed the view as I took her from behind. She gripped the sheets on the bed with her hands as I vigorously fucked her. I felt my balls tighten and my body shake as I approached the explosive finale. After collapsing on top of her, I noticed that the sunlight peering through the blinds illuminated a sweaty handprint she left on the headboard.

After we cleaned up, we conversed a bit on her academic passions and favorite novels. (She’s partial to Neil Gaiman.) Then we dressed and parted ways with a hug and a kiss.