Torri
I followed the instructions as they were given to me. I pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and dialed the number. “Hi, Joe.” Karen said, answering the call, “Are you there?” I replied, “yes, I’m here”, trying to disguise the nervousness ravaging me from inside. “Good” Karen said, “she’s in room 326. When you enter the lobby go pass the bar and the elevators will be to your left.” Before I could thank her she was gone from the line. I sat in the car repeating the room number and the instructions to myself. When I booked the appointment I was certain I would have the courage to go through with this, but now, sitting in the car my certainty and courage have abandoned me. I removed my watch and placed it in the glove compartment along with my wallet. The watch was a gift and the thought of being robbed of it left a dreadful pit in my stomach. I grabbed the “donation” and condoms sitting on the passenger seat and locked the car.
The modest hotel was a swarm of activity, the bar was filled with patrons drinking and cheering the game on the television set. I moved through the lobby at a brisk pace, feeling as though I were being watched by every set of eyes in the room; as though everyone there knew who I was and what I was there to do. I found the elevator and rushed in. Alone inside the box I felt safe. My body shuddered from both fear and excitement. The elevator reached the floor faster than I’d wished; I exited and again felt suspecting eyes on me as I made my way toward my destination. Standing outside the door, I stared at the numbers 3…2…6…, contemplating if I should knock or give up this folly mission and flee from this place. It’s not to late, I reminded myself, you could turn around, go home and no one will know you were ever here.
My fear was overtaken by my lust. I had planned this rendezvous days in advance, my cock craved a new cunt and would not be denied by my cowardice. I moved to the door, before I could knock it swung open. Torri stood, smiling a curious smile. “I was wondering how long you were going to stand there before you knocked”, she said. My cheeks shamefully filled with color. Torri gave a small laugh and kindly invited me in.
Torri looked different from her pictures online. She wore a pair of vintage gothic round sunglasses that shield her eyes and a floral blue and yellow dress that disguised her figure. Her brown hair was twisted in a thick braid extending pass the small of her back; the end bound by a silver ring. Her face was bare. Only her lips painted in a cherry red rouge bore any hint of make-up. The heavy application was almost comical, an implication that Torri was a woman who did not indulge in such things as make-up. Torri greeted me with a warm embrace followed by a short open mouth kiss. She removed her sunglasses exposing her beautiful almond brown eyes. She then lifted her dress, underneath she wore pink and black polka dot underwear and matching bra. Torri grabbed my hand making her way towards the bed. “So, tell me what you like,” she said. Her voice was barely audible and lacked seduction. “I’ve never done this before,” I said. The sound of my cliched response made me laugh. Torri sheepishly joined in the laughter. Once our laughter quieted, the question came again with more purpose, “So what would you like to do?” she asked. “I want to worship you” I replied. My words surprised me escaping from my lips before I could catch them. Torri studied my face and smiled, pleased at the idea.
Her mouth tasted of freshly crushed mint. Torri’s tongue moved in a circular motion deep inside my mouth; her kiss light and gentle in the beginning grew more passionate and aggressive the more she got turned on. Her hand reached for the front of my pants. The bulging imprint my cock made at the front of my jeans pleased her as her hand rubbed up and down the seams of my jeans. Torri laid on the bed as I threw off my clothes. Her eyes fixed on my erect penis pointing through my boxers. She removed her bra, baring her large breast. She dangled the bra from her index finger, smiling before discarding it to the floor. I was on her, kissing and licking her soft large breast, her pink nipples hardening at my touch. I sucked hard on her breast and Torri responded, arching her back from the bed, her head tilt as she released an echoing moan. I moved to her stomach, licking her navel. I pulled off her panties, the sight of her beautiful bushy, hairy pussy nearly drove me to climax.
My fingers playfully combed through her lush brown hairs. Torri gazed down at me, studying my expression. “Do you like it?” she asked. “I love it,” I said, “it’s beautiful.” My tongue licked at Torri’s bush; her soft moans increased in volume with each passing of my tongue. Her hands pulled at the bed sheets, her legs trembled and her body stiffened as she climaxed uncontrollably.
Torri laid on the bed smiling in the aftermath of her orgasm. The sight of her filled me with pleasure and made me hunger for her. She placed on the condom and climbed on top of me. Torri thrust her hips forward and back, her pussy warm and wet from her excitement. Her fingers dug into my chest as she slid up and down my cock. Torri released a ruckus scream as her body stiffened once more. She held her position, taking short breathes. This last orgasm left her body weak. Her legs trembled ever so slightly as she rolled off me. Before she could recover I turned her onto her stomach and lifted her hips to the air. The sight of Torri’s glistening, hairy, wet pussy made my cock pulse with excitement. Her body jerked when I entered her from behind. My cock moved in and out of her slowly; the sight of her pussy gripping my cock sent a sudden rush through my body. I gripped her waist and pressed firmly against her buttocks, with one final thrust my cock erupted inside her. Our bodies fell to the bed beaten from exhaustion. Torri gave a broad smile and kissed me gently on the lips.
The modest hotel was a swarm of activity, the bar was filled with patrons drinking and cheering the game on the television set. I moved through the lobby at a brisk pace, feeling as though I were being watched by every set of eyes in the room; as though everyone there knew who I was and what I was there to do. I found the elevator and rushed in. Alone inside the box I felt safe. My body shuddered from both fear and excitement. The elevator reached the floor faster than I’d wished; I exited and again felt suspecting eyes on me as I made my way toward my destination. Standing outside the door, I stared at the numbers 3…2…6…, contemplating if I should knock or give up this folly mission and flee from this place. It’s not to late, I reminded myself, you could turn around, go home and no one will know you were ever here.
My fear was overtaken by my lust. I had planned this rendezvous days in advance, my cock craved a new cunt and would not be denied by my cowardice. I moved to the door, before I could knock it swung open. Torri stood, smiling a curious smile. “I was wondering how long you were going to stand there before you knocked”, she said. My cheeks shamefully filled with color. Torri gave a small laugh and kindly invited me in.
Torri looked different from her pictures online. She wore a pair of vintage gothic round sunglasses that shield her eyes and a floral blue and yellow dress that disguised her figure. Her brown hair was twisted in a thick braid extending pass the small of her back; the end bound by a silver ring. Her face was bare. Only her lips painted in a cherry red rouge bore any hint of make-up. The heavy application was almost comical, an implication that Torri was a woman who did not indulge in such things as make-up. Torri greeted me with a warm embrace followed by a short open mouth kiss. She removed her sunglasses exposing her beautiful almond brown eyes. She then lifted her dress, underneath she wore pink and black polka dot underwear and matching bra. Torri grabbed my hand making her way towards the bed. “So, tell me what you like,” she said. Her voice was barely audible and lacked seduction. “I’ve never done this before,” I said. The sound of my cliched response made me laugh. Torri sheepishly joined in the laughter. Once our laughter quieted, the question came again with more purpose, “So what would you like to do?” she asked. “I want to worship you” I replied. My words surprised me escaping from my lips before I could catch them. Torri studied my face and smiled, pleased at the idea.
Her mouth tasted of freshly crushed mint. Torri’s tongue moved in a circular motion deep inside my mouth; her kiss light and gentle in the beginning grew more passionate and aggressive the more she got turned on. Her hand reached for the front of my pants. The bulging imprint my cock made at the front of my jeans pleased her as her hand rubbed up and down the seams of my jeans. Torri laid on the bed as I threw off my clothes. Her eyes fixed on my erect penis pointing through my boxers. She removed her bra, baring her large breast. She dangled the bra from her index finger, smiling before discarding it to the floor. I was on her, kissing and licking her soft large breast, her pink nipples hardening at my touch. I sucked hard on her breast and Torri responded, arching her back from the bed, her head tilt as she released an echoing moan. I moved to her stomach, licking her navel. I pulled off her panties, the sight of her beautiful bushy, hairy pussy nearly drove me to climax.
My fingers playfully combed through her lush brown hairs. Torri gazed down at me, studying my expression. “Do you like it?” she asked. “I love it,” I said, “it’s beautiful.” My tongue licked at Torri’s bush; her soft moans increased in volume with each passing of my tongue. Her hands pulled at the bed sheets, her legs trembled and her body stiffened as she climaxed uncontrollably.
Torri laid on the bed smiling in the aftermath of her orgasm. The sight of her filled me with pleasure and made me hunger for her. She placed on the condom and climbed on top of me. Torri thrust her hips forward and back, her pussy warm and wet from her excitement. Her fingers dug into my chest as she slid up and down my cock. Torri released a ruckus scream as her body stiffened once more. She held her position, taking short breathes. This last orgasm left her body weak. Her legs trembled ever so slightly as she rolled off me. Before she could recover I turned her onto her stomach and lifted her hips to the air. The sight of Torri’s glistening, hairy, wet pussy made my cock pulse with excitement. Her body jerked when I entered her from behind. My cock moved in and out of her slowly; the sight of her pussy gripping my cock sent a sudden rush through my body. I gripped her waist and pressed firmly against her buttocks, with one final thrust my cock erupted inside her. Our bodies fell to the bed beaten from exhaustion. Torri gave a broad smile and kissed me gently on the lips.
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