In a hotel room with a beautiful night view from a large window, I was being thrust from behind. As soon as I stepped into the room and thought what a beautiful view it was, my clothes were quickly stripped off, and I was rolled onto the bed.
He slowly caressed my naked body from top to bottom and licked me all over. Then he picked me up and took me to the window.
"What? We can be seen from outside."
"What floor do you think we're on?"
Indeed, we were near the top floor, quite high up. The only ones who could see us naked were probably birds, but even they didn't seem to be flying at this time of night.
"Get on all fours and put your hands on the window."
As instructed, I knelt on the floor and placed both palms flat against the large window that stretched from floor to ceiling. He slowly covered me from behind, slipped his hands under my arms, and gently touched my chest. Then he repeatedly kneaded my breasts with his palms, savoring them gently.
He licked the nape of my neck, tickling it with the tip of his tongue.
He pinched my nipples between his index and middle fingers, teasing them with a firm grip. Just that made my body tremble as if an electric current was running through it.
"Do you feel it?" he whispered in my ear.
"Mmm..."
Occasionally, he squeezed my breasts tightly.
"Ouch..."
Now he was teasing my nipples with his thumb.
"They're getting hard," he said.
His rough hands traveled down my stomach, reaching my sensitive area. He explored slowly, targeting it, pressing hard, and tapping with his index finger, stimulating my sensitive parts. I couldn't help but try to close my legs.
"Don't," he said, gripping my left breast tightly.
"Ah..."
It felt like I was being trained.
"Spread your legs," he commanded, continuing to stimulate me. He gently massaged my sensitive area, alternating between strong and gentle touches, and stimulating my nipples. I felt so good that my hips were about to give out. Something slippery overflowed. At that moment, he inserted two fingers deep inside me.
"Ahhh..."
It was overflowing from inside me.
"You might come just from my fingers," he chuckled. His finger movements became more intense, making lewd sounds as they moved around. I felt his breath in my ear, and his tongue licked inside my ear.
His fingers were covered in my lewd fluids, and just as they were about to become pruney, a big stimulus came. I felt a hot, large mass where his fingers couldn't reach. I heard him exhale.
"Don't squeeze so tight," he said.
"But..."
He moved his hips slowly, kneading my breasts. In the window, we were reflected, naked and entwined in a lewd embrace. It was so indecent.
"Ahhh..."
It felt so good. My hips tingled with pleasure.
"Ah... ah..."
He grabbed my hips and lifted them.
"Not yet... ah... ah..."
He squeezed my right breast painfully, pulling me towards him. That pain felt good too.
He moved his hips vigorously without a word. My lower body was already tingling and very sensitive.
"Ahhh... I can't take it anymore... ahhh..."
His breathing became faster and faster. The intervals shortened.
He hugged me tightly from behind, pressing his hot penis against me. At the moment we both reached our peak, warmth spread inside me. Without a word, he held me from behind.
It felt like it was alive, throbbing inside me. After a while, he withdrew his penis. At the same time, our mixed fluids spilled onto the floor, and my thighs were covered in love juices.
"I want to do it again," he said, pulling me towards him and hugging me tightly. His chest was still pounding from the intense movement. As I explored his warm, thick chest, he suddenly pressed his lips against mine. He pried my mouth open and his tongue entered, licking all over as if he wanted to devour me. I pulled away, feeling breathless.
"Can we look at the night view for a bit first?"
"Of course. The night is long," he said, reaching for my chest. He kneaded it from bottom to top, playing with my nipples.
"Ahhh..."
"So soft," he said.
As he touched me, his penis quickly became hard again. I gave a slight smile.
"You're energetic," I said.
He probably smiled shyly. Probably, because we were both wearing masks over our eyes, and I could only see his mouth. He might be a celebrity. I felt like there was a talent with a mouth like this. But I'm a professional. I keep my clients' secrets safe.
Fin.
He slowly caressed my naked body from top to bottom and licked me all over. Then he picked me up and took me to the window.
"What? We can be seen from outside."
"What floor do you think we're on?"
Indeed, we were near the top floor, quite high up. The only ones who could see us naked were probably birds, but even they didn't seem to be flying at this time of night.
"Get on all fours and put your hands on the window."
As instructed, I knelt on the floor and placed both palms flat against the large window that stretched from floor to ceiling. He slowly covered me from behind, slipped his hands under my arms, and gently touched my chest. Then he repeatedly kneaded my breasts with his palms, savoring them gently.
He licked the nape of my neck, tickling it with the tip of his tongue.
He pinched my nipples between his index and middle fingers, teasing them with a firm grip. Just that made my body tremble as if an electric current was running through it.
"Do you feel it?" he whispered in my ear.
"Mmm..."
Occasionally, he squeezed my breasts tightly.
"Ouch..."
Now he was teasing my nipples with his thumb.
"They're getting hard," he said.
His rough hands traveled down my stomach, reaching my sensitive area. He explored slowly, targeting it, pressing hard, and tapping with his index finger, stimulating my sensitive parts. I couldn't help but try to close my legs.
"Don't," he said, gripping my left breast tightly.
"Ah..."
It felt like I was being trained.
"Spread your legs," he commanded, continuing to stimulate me. He gently massaged my sensitive area, alternating between strong and gentle touches, and stimulating my nipples. I felt so good that my hips were about to give out. Something slippery overflowed. At that moment, he inserted two fingers deep inside me.
"Ahhh..."
It was overflowing from inside me.
"You might come just from my fingers," he chuckled. His finger movements became more intense, making lewd sounds as they moved around. I felt his breath in my ear, and his tongue licked inside my ear.
His fingers were covered in my lewd fluids, and just as they were about to become pruney, a big stimulus came. I felt a hot, large mass where his fingers couldn't reach. I heard him exhale.
"Don't squeeze so tight," he said.
"But..."
He moved his hips slowly, kneading my breasts. In the window, we were reflected, naked and entwined in a lewd embrace. It was so indecent.
"Ahhh..."
It felt so good. My hips tingled with pleasure.
"Ah... ah..."
He grabbed my hips and lifted them.
"Not yet... ah... ah..."
He squeezed my right breast painfully, pulling me towards him. That pain felt good too.
He moved his hips vigorously without a word. My lower body was already tingling and very sensitive.
"Ahhh... I can't take it anymore... ahhh..."
His breathing became faster and faster. The intervals shortened.
He hugged me tightly from behind, pressing his hot penis against me. At the moment we both reached our peak, warmth spread inside me. Without a word, he held me from behind.
It felt like it was alive, throbbing inside me. After a while, he withdrew his penis. At the same time, our mixed fluids spilled onto the floor, and my thighs were covered in love juices.
"I want to do it again," he said, pulling me towards him and hugging me tightly. His chest was still pounding from the intense movement. As I explored his warm, thick chest, he suddenly pressed his lips against mine. He pried my mouth open and his tongue entered, licking all over as if he wanted to devour me. I pulled away, feeling breathless.
"Can we look at the night view for a bit first?"
"Of course. The night is long," he said, reaching for my chest. He kneaded it from bottom to top, playing with my nipples.
"Ahhh..."
"So soft," he said.
As he touched me, his penis quickly became hard again. I gave a slight smile.
"You're energetic," I said.
He probably smiled shyly. Probably, because we were both wearing masks over our eyes, and I could only see his mouth. He might be a celebrity. I felt like there was a talent with a mouth like this. But I'm a professional. I keep my clients' secrets safe.
Fin.
Creates captivating stories that balance allure and narrative. Enjoys photography and quiet reflection. Resides in a historic townhouse with large windows and vintage decor, crafting timeless, elegant scenes.
