“Are you a boob or butt man?”
I confessed to her as we sat on the bed that I had a deep admiration for both a woman’s chest and her posterior. “Emma” was certainly blessed with both physical attributes. Meanwhile I couldn’t help but notice her breasts as revealed through her lacy lingerie.
I noticed Emma on social media. Her girl next door vibe (plus her appealing tits and ass) was alluring enough for me to book an appointment with her when she visited from the metropolis.
On the afternoon of our date, I spotted a tall, curvy redhead wearing a short red dress in the lobby. I greeted her there since the hotel required a room key to get to her floor. We accompanied one another to her room, where she hopped on the bed. I sat next to her, and we started to get to know each other. A lingering trace of a southern accent betrayed her origins. She did most of the talking, much of it about her “civilian” job. (She fantasized about having sex with a client on the desk in her office.) She showed me a sexy Advent calendar she just purchased. Meanwhile she lightly caressed my arm and thigh, putting her head on my shoulder. She kissed me, lightly at first, then more deeply.
I excused myself to take a shower and left the donation just outside the bathroom. When I returned from the bathroom, she was sprawled across the bed in a sexy black bodysuit with a seductive smile on her face. Despite her overt eroticism, she managed to maintain a certain semblance of innocence. (She vaguely reminded me of a girl in college I lusted over.) I made my way over to her, draped only in a towel. She leaned toward me and nibbled my ear as she ran her fingers across my chest. She started rubbing my cock through the towel. I was rock hard at this point. My hands caressed her breasts through her lingerie. She unwrapped the towel and started to slowly stroke me. We started kissing. She moved down and sensually took me into her mouth. I felt her tongue flick around the head of my cock.
Not wanting to climax too quickly, I ask her to disengage. I worked my way down her body, positioning my face between her legs. She was wet. She moaned that she loved her taste on my mouth.
She slipped on a condom. She moved on top for cowgirl, pressing her fingers in my chest as she rode me. She leaned her body into mine, nibbling on my ear. I sucked on her nipples. I asked her to get on her hands and knees. She grabbed a vibrator from her bag before presenting her ass in the air. I moved behind her. She guided my cock inside her, then positioned the vibrator to stimulate her clit. The sensations for us both were intense, and we climaxed within minutes.
Afterward we lay in bed, still breathing heavily. Wrapping her naked body around me, she chatted about what she had been watching on Netflix lately. After awhile she reached over and started stroking my cock again. My cock responded, and she once more took me in her mouth. Again her blowjob was intense, her head bobbing up and down as she pleasured my cock. Nothing could prevent me from erupting in her mouth. She swallowed.
We snuggled in bed for a few more minutes. She talked about her education at an Ivy League school (she confessed to spending much of her time on campus hooking up) until it was time to wash up and get dressed. As I departed, she invited me to visit her when she returns to her city. I’ll consider it.
Lutheran Guilt 