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Hotel Room
I saw you at reception. You weren’t wearing a bra.
Your hard little nipples stand under your shirt.
Your unawareness, the way your hair is carelessly tied back
But still spills in curls by your ears,
It charms me. It fills me up, it makes me want you.
I meet you in the corridor and have the nerve to touch you,
Your round hips. How many words
Did I use? Which ones did I choose? That doesn’t matter.
Your door is open
When I come by that night.
I can see you in bed, all quiet curves and soft breathing.
I undress and slide under the sheets.
The warmth of your body, the very closeness of you,
It’s driving me mad. But I play it slow.
Stroking your hips, the small of your back.
You sigh with happiness, turn and face me, your hair
Tickles my skin as you kiss me
With plump juicy lips.
I love touching you. Caressing your breasts
Then softly taking your nipples in my mouth
Hearing you gasp as they stiffen and swell.
Feeling your hands on my arms,
Moving to be on top of you, sucking on your neck.
The noises you make, they excite me so much.
Even as I kiss you,
Little whimpers of pleasure are muffled in your throat.
My tongue goes a little further into your mouth.
Your legs open, wrap around me. It’s amazing
How wet you are. I tease you, just rubbing the tip
Of my erection up and down you. You’re breathless.
Your body heaves in and out. Oh god, the way your mouth opens
Bursting with moans and ecstasy. I plunge inside you,
Making you cry out in wild abandon. You’re warm
And slick with cum.
I’m so hard, and you make me harder
As you hold me tighter, urge me to go deeper,
Your legs still knotted about me,
Your arms around my shoulders. I move faster
Driving into you as hard as I can go.
Your pretty mouth is opening again, you’re coming
You’re coming, I’m making you come.
And then you surprise me. You seize my lips
In a passionate kiss
And then I’m on my back and you’re licking at my chest
My dick in your hand, my nipples alive
With the warm suck of your mouth. It’s me
Who cries out. I grab at your hips, push my way into you,
Let you ride me, feeling so good
As I pound and rub up inside you.
Soon, my semen is spilling all over the two of us.
I hold you safe against my chest, my body reeling.
I think, that maybe, just maybe,
I should take your name, your number, your address.
Should write you dirty letters, should arrange
To meet you again
In a hotel room.
Your hard little nipples stand under your shirt.
Your unawareness, the way your hair is carelessly tied back
But still spills in curls by your ears,
It charms me. It fills me up, it makes me want you.
I meet you in the corridor and have the nerve to touch you,
Your round hips. How many words
Did I use? Which ones did I choose? That doesn’t matter.
Your door is open
When I come by that night.
I can see you in bed, all quiet curves and soft breathing.
I undress and slide under the sheets.
The warmth of your body, the very closeness of you,
It’s driving me mad. But I play it slow.
Stroking your hips, the small of your back.
You sigh with happiness, turn and face me, your hair
Tickles my skin as you kiss me
With plump juicy lips.
I love touching you. Caressing your breasts
Then softly taking your nipples in my mouth
Hearing you gasp as they stiffen and swell.
Feeling your hands on my arms,
Moving to be on top of you, sucking on your neck.
The noises you make, they excite me so much.
Even as I kiss you,
Little whimpers of pleasure are muffled in your throat.
My tongue goes a little further into your mouth.
Your legs open, wrap around me. It’s amazing
How wet you are. I tease you, just rubbing the tip
Of my erection up and down you. You’re breathless.
Your body heaves in and out. Oh god, the way your mouth opens
Bursting with moans and ecstasy. I plunge inside you,
Making you cry out in wild abandon. You’re warm
And slick with cum.
I’m so hard, and you make me harder
As you hold me tighter, urge me to go deeper,
Your legs still knotted about me,
Your arms around my shoulders. I move faster
Driving into you as hard as I can go.
Your pretty mouth is opening again, you’re coming
You’re coming, I’m making you come.
And then you surprise me. You seize my lips
In a passionate kiss
And then I’m on my back and you’re licking at my chest
My dick in your hand, my nipples alive
With the warm suck of your mouth. It’s me
Who cries out. I grab at your hips, push my way into you,
Let you ride me, feeling so good
As I pound and rub up inside you.
Soon, my semen is spilling all over the two of us.
I hold you safe against my chest, my body reeling.
I think, that maybe, just maybe,
I should take your name, your number, your address.
Should write you dirty letters, should arrange
To meet you again
In a hotel room.
Published 28th Apr 2011
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28th Apr 2011 10:17pm
It's kind of androgynous through the first half till "just rubbing the tip...Of my erection".
Well done.
Well done.
2nd May 2011 8:44pm
Your writings get better and better. Beginning to like this approach of a woman taking they male perspective and writing as he should see it although............the feminine side always seems to be prevalent in what you write. (I believe you may possibly live "in the closet") ; )
8th May 2011 11:06pm
