I came across “Darla’s” online profile, which featured photos of a cute twentysomething with an (almost) innocent-looking face. “Almost” because in one photo she posed on her hands and knees, her round ass clad only in a thong, her face peering over her shoulder with a distinctly mischievous look.
Available tonight.
She responded soon after I texted her. We briefly chatted on video; she looked just like her photos. I secured a room at a nondescript hotel near the airport. After I checked into the room, she texted me that her Uber ride was running late. I passed the time watching a football game on TV.
Then there was a knock at the door.
I opened the door and ushered her in, a little dollfaced blonde in a tight black dress, the fabric straining against the contour of her ass.
I was the trick. She was the treat.
She apologized for being “quite late.” Then she made up for it by squeezing my ass and drawing me in for a wet kiss. I grabbed her ass in response.
We chatted for a bit. Learning about my background, she said, “I’ve always wanted to fuck a priest!” (I had to correct her misunderstanding about the nature of ministry in my denomination.) She noticed my eyes admiring her figure.
“Let me be your little sex toy.”
She excused herself and headed to the bathroom to change into something even more revealing. She spent a few minutes getting ready, then came out in slutty red lingerie and black stockings.
Damn.
“You’re wearing too much.”
I obliged and shed my clothes. She crawled onto the bed, pulling down her top and exposing her tits. I joined her, slipping my hand down the front of her panties (she was bare down there). I kissed down her neck to her breasts and erect nipples. I pulled her panties to the side and inserted a finger inside her moist pussy. After fingering her a minute or two, she grabbed a vibrator out of her bag and played with herself. My cock throbbed as I watched her pleasure herself. She invited me to join her.
“Don’t be shy.”
I accepted her invitation, my hands spreading her thighs open.
“Breathe me in.”
I buried my face in her cunt.
“Taste my juices, baby.”
After eating her out for a few minutes, I looked up and saw her wide green eyes looking down at me.
She told me to lie down. She crawled between my legs and started sucking on the tip of my cock before engulfing it deep into her mouth. As she blew me, she resumed using the vibrator on herself.
“I’m so wet.”
She applied the condom and climbed on top of me. I felt her thighs grip me as her body moved against mine. She rode me hard, the mattress squeaking underneath us.
I’m gonna come.
She disengaged went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. We took a break lying on the bed. It didn’t take long for my arousal to manifest itself again.
“I’m yours for the hour.”
I needed to see her ass in the air.
She took out another condom, wrapped me up, then assumed the position. I grabbed onto her waist and pounded away, her round butt providing a bit of cushion as my pelvis slammed against her.
“It feels so good!”
She put her face in a pillow to muffle her moans. I fucked her as hard as I could until I couldn’t hold out any longer. I collapsed on the bed, exhausted.
As she got dressed she mentioned that she was open to “something long-term” — getting together weekly or biweekly “for fun.”
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