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Meeting In The Hotel Room
DaTurnOn 1998
Almond423@aol.com
Late Friday night she picked up the phone and dialed his number...
anxiously chewing on her fingernail. He answered, and she told him where
she was. "We're not leaving until Sunday evening, so if you could make it
tomorrow that would be good." He told her again how long the trip would
take, they agreed on a time and hung up.
Lisa watched her pacing the room, smiling. "Gurl, don't stress out on
this, it ain't no big thang! You've been talking online forever, you're
good friends."
Alicia grinned at her and replied "Yeah I know... we've been friends
for a year, but I'm still nervous. Face to face meetings are hard. Anyway,
we've got some time... let's hit the streets."
The girls picked up Erika in the rental car, and went to the first
club they could find. Lisa danced with every guy that hit on her, Erika
took pictures of everything, and Alicia just sat back and observed...
sipping on her Amaretto sour. At 1 am they announced a booty-shakin;
contest, and Lisa entered. Wearing her little black dress with matching
thong... she crouched down and flipped her dress up in the back... bouncing
her ass up and down over an invisible dick. Needless to say, she won.
They left the club, being followed to the car by at least 5 guys trying to
impress the ladies... and failing miserably. The girls went back to
Erika's apartment and chilled for a while... laughing and talking until
almost 4:30. They made plans for the morning and left for the hotel.
They entered the lobby and made for the elevator, when they heard a
masculine voice call out. "Alicia... wait." She froze, looking at Lisa.
She recognized the voice. Lisa looked over her shoulder, watching Michael
approach them. She nudged Alicia and then greeted him. Alicia turned to
face him. The three of them stood there. As he and Lisa chatted about his
drive, Alicia just watched him... looking him over. She liked what she
saw, and hoped he felt the same. Lisa invited him up to the room, looking
at Alicia strangely. He smiled and thanked her. "I'm glad someone asked
me... I thought I came here for nothing." Alicia laughed then, and
apologized. They got in the elevator and went to the room. Lisa excused
herself and went into the bathroom... preparing for bed.
Alicia and Michael stood there, not speaking. Then he quietly spoke.
"Why are you looking at me like that... you know how your eyes affect me."
She smiled, and opened her arms.
"Come here Michael." He stepped closer and they hugged. Pulling
apart, they sat down and talked, sneaking looks at each other. Alicia kept
crossing and uncrossing her legs, shifting in her seat. Michael just
watched her, grinning. She kicked off her shoes, then got up. "I'll be
right back, I'm just gonna get comfortable."
Knocking on the bathroom door, she went in. Lisa was just getting out
of the shower. As Alicia took down her hair and brushed it out, they
talked. "Is he going to stay here?"
"Gurl, I don't know. Is it ok if he does?"
"Oh please, you know I don't care... just don't be so loud you wake
me up."
Alicia threw the brush at her, laughing. "You know it's not like
that, gurl... he might not want to anyway, we're both involved, remember?"
"Yeah well I saw the way you were looking at him down in the lobby...
and I could feel the vibes in the air... you want him... don't lie."
"Yeah I do... but does he want me?"
Lisa just rolled her eyes. "The man got up out of his bed and drove 5
1/2 hours because he couldn't wait until tomorrow to meet you... that has
to say something." Pulling on a half-shirt to go with her shorts, she left
Alicia in front of the mirror talking to herself.
In the room, Lisa chatted with Michael about school as she got into
bed. Then she looked directly at him. The next thing she said surprised
him... then made him smile. "Go into the bathroom... she's nervous. She
wants you, but she's not sure what you want. Go show her." Michael
laughed and thanked her. Slipping off his shoes, he walked to the bathroom
door and opened it.
Alicia glanced into the mirror, then turned to face him. He had caught
her in the act of removing her stockings...he could see one in her hand.
"Let me help you." She didn't say a word... just watched as he crouched
down in front of her. Gazing up at her all the while, he slid his hands
up her leg, under her skirt. She trembled as he found the catch to the
garter belt and freed the black stocking. Then he slowly slid the silk
down her leg, caressing her as he went. He removed it, then asked her
"Need help taking anything else off?"
She laughed, relaxing. "No... come up here and give me another hug."
Standing up, Michael walked closer to her. He slipped his arms around
her waist, and Alicia puts her arms on his shoulders. She scootched onto
the counter, her legs open, thighs holding him in place. She can feel all
of him against her as she stared at him. He stared back, slowly bumping
his hard dick against her. She let a hand slide down his body, and settle
over the bulge in front of her. He stopped moving, letting her feel how hard
he was.
"Michael... I still want to taste this."
"I know... but I told you how I feel about that... only if I can taste
you too."
She squirmed. "I don't know... I just want to give you
pleasure... that's enough for me."
"Alicia, we're the same... I won't have as much pleasure if you don't
let me return the favor." She just looked at him. He took advantage of her
silence. "Alicia... I'm going crazy with this picture in my head... you
have such a pretty punany... I want to see it up close." He crouched down
again. He slides her skirt up to her waist, looking at the thong she's
wearing. "I like this." Alicia laughed.
His hands caressed her thighs, feeling her soft skin. His fingers
trailed closer and closer to her pussy, teasing her. Then he slid one
finger beneath the thong, gently pulling it to the side. He could feel her
tense up. "Relax Alicia... I'm just looking." He was so close she could
feel his breath on her skin. She could barely hear him as he whispered.
"The picture you sent me of this is burned into my mind... you looked so...
edible... aw man... the real thing though... shyt... and you shaved...
dayum." His voice was turning her on. She made a decision and acted on
it.
He looked up when he felt her moving. She was removing her blouse,
unhooking her bra. He laughed and stood up. Stepping back to give her
room, he also removed his shirt. She slid her skirt off, then the thong.
And sat back on the counter. Michael unfastened his pants but kept them
hanging on his hips.
They hugged again, this time with skin on skin. As his hands moved
over her, they kissed. Tongues fighting, Alicia laughing. He traced the
tattoo on her left breast, then pinched her nipples hard, the way she
likes. "You remember everything don't you... oh God..." Michael's head
bent to her breasts, tongue moving over her skin, licking his name there.
His hands moved down to her thighs, her hands gripping his shoulders. He
placed his palm over her pussy, fingers tracing the lips. Then one finger
pushed between them, moving back and forth, finding her clit. She jumped.
"Don't move Boo... I got you." He pushed her legs farther apart, lifting
one of her feet onto the counter, spreading her wide open.
She gasps as she feels his tongue snake out and touch her clit.
"Michael..." He licks at her pussy, learning it, tasting it... making her
burn. Her hands caressed his head as he took her clit between his teeth,
pulling at it, nibbling on it. His tongue moved down, thrusting into her
wet pussy, lapping up the juices flowing out. She moaned, her hips moving
in time with his tongue. "Michael I can't take anymore." He stood,
holding her as he kissed her mouth, giving the taste of herself. She told
him to check if Lisa is asleep, then they go into the room. Alicia saw
Lisa in one bed, a book by her hand, sleeping deeply. They moved to the
other bed and get comfortable. "Take off your pants... play fair." He
did, and she grabbed his dick before he can move away.
Leaning over him, she licked a trail down his chest, biting his
nipples, never releasing his dick from her hand. Then she moved around,
giving him access to her pussy again as she licked his dick, wetting him
down. Her tongue flicks right beneath the head then moves down the shaft.
She placed little sucking kisses along the shaft, moving back up to the
head. She placed it into her warm mouth and he groaned. She tightened her
lips around him, sliding him down her throat, slowly sinking until his hair
tickles her nose. Wiggling her tongue all the while, she retreated...
moving back up his shaft. Michael had his fingers inside of her while his
tongue worked her clit. It's hard for both of them to concentrate.
Then Michael moved his hands to her ass, gripping her as his tongue
licked and his mouth sucked on her pussy. His fingers opened her asscheeks,
moving between them. She bounced her ass over his face, laughing. She
could feel him tracing her asshole. Her mouth clamped down on his dick
when she felt a finger press against it, seeking entry. A finger in her
ass, one in her pussy, and his tongue on her clit. She started to spasm,
her muscles contracting, juices flowing. Her mouth released his dick with
a popping noise. "Michael I'm gonna cum... shyt... oh just like that... "
She collapsed, careful to roll to the side. She opened one eye and
looked at him watching her with a grin on his face. Suddenly an object
flew and hit Michael in the chest. It's a condom. Startled, they both
looked at the other bed. Lisa was sitting up, fanning herself. "I told you
to watch the noise! But gurl, dayum, that was some hot shyt! I am horny as
hell now."
Alicia smiled, and lifted an eyebrow. "Oh no gurl... you ain't
gonna seduce me into some kinda freaky threesome... not tonight!" Michael
laughed.
"No, I'm just gonna watch ya'll fuck the shyt out of each other
now, then go to bed happy. So get to it."
Lisa settled back under the covers. Alicia and Michael just looked at
each other, then shrugged. She lay back and Michael slipped the condom on.
He moved over her, settling himself between her legs. They kissed, slowly
heating back up. She could feel his dick pressing almost into her pussy...
her hands trailed down his back then gripped his ass, pushing up as he
pushes inside her.
He began a slow, grinding fuck that made her eyes close and pussy
tingle. He thrust so deeply she can rub her clit on the base of his dick.
She concentrated on squeezing and releasing her muscles as he pumps in and
out of her pussy.
Michael groaned. "Your pussy's so wet... dayum Boo... so warm... "
His hips rotated faster, dick hitting all her walls. Her legs tightened
around him, he hooked his elbows under her knees and jerked them up.
Alicia breathed heavily, working her hips in unison with him. The faster
he went the harder he hit... the slapping noises made Lisa laugh but they
paid no attention.
Alicia started talking to the ceiling, "Oh yeah... fuck me... ram
that dick into me... I can take it babe... make me scream." Suddenly he
pulled out too far and he slipped further down, toward her asshole.
"Yes... yes... fuck my ass... cum in my ass... please!!"
Alicia was sweating, on the verge of another orgasm. Michael placed
the head of his dick at her asshole and pushed. She relaxed her muscles to
let him in. The head popped inside, then he steadily forced the shaft further
into her ass. Alicia gripped his arms, grimacing a little but encouraging
him. Her knees were at her chest, her legs bent over his shoulders. His
mouth came down and they kissed passionately as he fucked her... slowly at
first... then with greater force. The tightness of her ass and the heat of
her kisses were too much... Michael started to cum... tensing up... pushing
deep inside her. Alicia felt him throbbing and it sent her over the
edge, her body shok as the orgasm flowed over her.
He collapsed onto her, burying his face into her neck. She held him
close as their bodies calm down. Looking over at Lisa, she smiled. "I am
going to be soooo sore tomorrow." They laughed.
The End
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Meeting In The Hotel Room
DaTurnOn 1998
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