Authors: Charlotte Swanpol
Chapter 5
He lifted his glass to empty the wine from it and I was quick to do the same. The wait to pay the bill seemed never ending and we were both on our feet as soon as it was over. We moved out of the restaurant and stepped over to the elevators. When one arrived, the doors closed to trap just the two of us inside and there was no disguising our longing for each other as we came together passionately.
It crashed me up against the metal wall and I let out a rush of breath before Conrad’s lips found mine in a hungry kiss. The taut muscles of his chest squashed my breasts and it was only when the doors began to open that we sprang apart. We needed to check to make sure we were at the correct floor and got out to a deserted hallway when we saw we were.
“What’s the room number?” Conrad asked.
I simply held out the key and noticed how much my hands were shaking. He checked the number on the fob then grabbed my wrist to lead me along to the room. His urgency to get me alone in private stoked my desire and my hands shook more as I wielded the key to get us inside. I eventually managed it and the door slammed shut. I dropped what I was holding as we came together again and it was the most I’d ever wanted a man in my life. The upwelling of emotions was unstoppable as we kissed and I could make out Conrad’s erection growing rigid against my belly. His hand went to my breasts to grope them as I moved my hips away from his to slide a hand in between our bodies.
“You’ve missed me,” I teased him when our lips parted.
He brushed his fingers through my hair as he stared in my eyes.
“More than you can imagine,” he let out and leaned forward to nuzzle his lips on my cheek.
“I can feel how much,” I said as I groped his erection through the dark material of his pants.
My words ended in a quiet moan as his lips slid slowly across soft skin. He swept my hair out of the way to expose my ear and my groans got louder as he kissed on it. My longing for his touch was insatiable already and I tilted my head up as he worked his mouth down onto my exposed throat. His hands slid around me to grip my buttocks and I liked the way his strong touch dug in my soft flesh. I pulled my hand away as our bodies pressed together and rubbed my rounded belly on the hardness of his stiff shaft.
He continued to kiss on my throat until I grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck to pull his mouth from my skin. It made him look at me and I smiled before leaning in to brush my lips on his ear.
“Guess what I’m wearing below the dress,” I whispered.
“What?” he asked.
“Have a guess,” I teased him. “You gave them to me.”
I saw the understanding come in his eyes and it brought a smile to his lips.
“I haven’t missed my chance then,” he said and dropped to his knees.
He was breathing heavily as he touched on the hem of my dress and slowly eased it higher until the silky tops of the stockings he bought me came in view.
“Oh fuck,” he let out slowly.
He seemed enthralled by the sight of the dark nylon encasing my plump thighs and quickly reached out to stroke touches on the stocking tops. The way his fingers brushed from nylon to naked skin then back again was the sexiest of sensations and I needed to put my hands on his shoulders as my legs trembled. My knees grew weak as he continued to tease me and I was all too aware of the hot arousal erupting between my thighs. Conrad leaned in to kiss on the stockings and I could see the way he was looking up my dress. I squirmed as the flourish of wetness darkened the material of my panties and he grabbed at the hem to drag it higher then made me spread my feet wide apart.
“I’m not the only one getting turned on,” he teased me when he saw the evidence of my excitement.
I glanced down to catch his gaze as the sensual delight of his fingertips tracing up my naked thigh sent shivers racing down my spine. My grip tightened on his shoulders and I closed my eyes as the delicious teasing became more. The soft brush of his touch playing on my panties made me gasp.
“Take off the pretty dress,” he told me.
I reached for the hem in a hurry to yank it up and dropped the dress on the floor when I removed it. Conrad’s gaze roamed over my partially naked body and I could see the way his breath was spilling out heavily.
“You really are perfect,’ he said in a husky voice.
“Do you want to see more?” I asked and toyed with the clasp of my bra.
He simply nodded his head to show that he did. His eyes were fixed on my chest as I loosened the clasp then used an arm to hold the material in place when I knocked the straps from my shoulders. I waited a few seconds to build the tension before dropping my arm away. My bra fell to the floor and the lust lit up in his eyes as he stared at my naked breasts. His fingertips were damp when he pulled his hand from between my legs and I could feel the pussy wetness on my naked skin when he teased touches around a nipple. It slowly grew erect and I was unable to control the shudders that began to wrack my body as he tightened his thumb and forefinger around the dark bud.
The pinch gave me a painful pleasure that brought on another rush of arousal and the trembling of my legs grew worse as he played. Conrad eventually leapt to his feet when he wanted more and dragged me across to the dressing table. Memories of being in his office filled my mind as he made me sit on the wooden surface. His head came down to my breasts immediately and the way he was tormenting my nipples made them even stiffer. The strong sucking was followed by his tongue lashing across them and I wrapped my arms around his head as he went after his fantasy of my luscious curves.
I reached out to drag his suit jacket off when he finally lifted his head. He loosened his tie and as soon as he pulled it away my fingers were fumbling with the buttons of his shirt to get them open. The hunger to get my hands on what the white material was covering was all I could think about and he reached out to grope my breasts as I pressed my hands on the strong muscles of his chest. I gasped at how deeply he was sinking his fingers in my flesh and shuddered when he squeezed my tits together to make a deep cleavage then leant down to run the tip of his tongue along it. My hands slid lower on his body and I loosened more buttons to pull the sides of his shirt apart, so I could stroke touches on his midriff. It made his muscles tense and that only added to the thrill of the moment.
My hand returned to his chest to push him back, but he was reluctant to let go of my breasts and continued to roughly fondle them as I dropped down from where I was sitting on the dressing table. I grabbed at the button and zipper of his pants to get them open and the dark material slid down his legs. Grabbing at the waistband of his boxer shorts, I yanked them down to get at what I wanted then instantly circled my fingers around his swollen shaft when it sprang to attention.
“You sit on the dressing table,” I told him.
Conrad removed his shirt as I knelt down to get his shoes and socks off and he kicked his pants and underwear away when I straightened up. It left him completely naked and he did as I asked by resting his butt on the wooden surface.
“What are you going to do?’ he asked and I could hear the exhilaration in his voice.
“Worship you,” I teased him.
“Not here,” he said and stood up again.
I didn’t argue with him as he grabbed my wrist to lead me across to a door and I knew what was beyond. The bathroom was small and comprised not much more than a tiled shower cubicle, a sink and a toilet. I guessed it wasn’t what a billionaire was used to when he stayed in a hotel, but the room was all I could afford and Conrad wasn’t complaining. It was obvious that one of his fantasies was a big, beautiful girl in a shower and he was about to live it out for real.
He let go of my hand to reach inside the cubicle and I could hear the splashing of the water when he switched it on. It was a new experience for me and I was still wearing my panties and stockings when he dragged me under the warm cascade and held me in a tight embrace. Our lips were locked together as we were soaked and the touch of his solid erection rubbing on my naked belly was turning me on even more.
When we moved apart, I saw Conrad’s gaze drop to the way the water was streaming over my large breasts. It was time to give him a show and I couldn’t stop the wicked smile spreading across my face when I glanced at the shelf to see the hotel supplied guests with a small bottle of shower cream. It gave me the chance to be naughty and my lover’s gaze was still on me when I popped the cap and squirted a stream of white across my tits.
“That’s so bad,” he let out then laughed and I knew he was having exactly the same thoughts as me.
I let him stare at the white streak for a few seconds before moving against the wall to get out from under the rushing jets of water and lifting my hands to my breasts. The cream slowly turned to the white bubbles of lather as I worked it into my skin. My breath rasped out as I stroked my palms over my bullet-hard nipples and the growing lust was clear to see in the eyes watching me. I covered every inch of my exquisite curves in soap before catching Conrad’s gaze.
“Nice and slippery,” I teased him as I stroked my fingertips across my wet, soapy skin.
The touch on my shoulders was what I was expecting and I didn’t resist the pressure as I was pushed down to sit on the tiled floor. Conrad wasted no time dropping to his knees to straddle my thighs then shuffled forward.
“Is this what you dream about?” I asked as I pulled a hand from my breast and slid my soap-covered fingers around his engorged manhood to let him enjoy the silky sensation of them sliding up and down.
“Fuck,” he hissed and reached out to slap his palm against the wall as the rush of pleasure hit him hard.
It was more than just my hand he wanted and he couldn’t keep his gaze from what I was doing as I gripped tighter to spank the head of his erection on my breasts. I could feel the pulsing throb of his hot blood surging as I stroked the tip around first one nipple then the other. His head rocked back as he let out a loud groan.
“Are you going to give me what I want?” I asked.
“I’ll give you anything,” he replied.
“I know what you were thinking when you saw me squirt the shower cream on my skin,” I told him.
“That’s what you want?” he asked.
The sound of his voice showed how much he liked the idea of unloading on my pretty curves and I suspected it would just be the start of what we were about to share. I resumed spanking his cock on my slick skin and could hear his breathing becoming ragged. The thought of talking dirty was a slight embarrassment, but I knew he would like it and saw I was right as soon as I opened my mouth.
“Do you want these big, soapy tits stroking on your cock?”
“Yes,” he gasped.
“Oh yeah,” I carried on. “Are you thinking about shooting your cum on me?”
“Fuck,” he gasped as a fantasy obviously came to life.
He shuffled forward more, so that I could settle his erection in my cleavage and he groaned when I grabbed hold of my breasts. I was in full flight as I squashed my tits together to engulf his stiff shaft in glistening flesh and glanced up at his face. There was almost a pained expression on it when I began to stroke up and down to make my smooth skin slide along his full length. The soap gave the tit fuck a luscious feel that I was enjoying as much as the man I was pleasuring and the wetness between my thighs was nothing to do with shower water.
His hand dropped from the wall to rest on my shoulder and it was obvious the attention I was giving him was driving him wild as his fingers grasped firmly. I brought my legs tightly together and shuddered as I increased the pace at which I was working my tits along his cock.
“Let me fuck them,” he gasped after a short while.
I leaned against the wall and held my breasts around his stiff shaft as he began to thrust his hips. In seconds he was throwing himself forward fervently and I needed to cling on tightly to my tits as they were bounced around by the frantic onslaught of a lecherous man lusting after the pleasure that only a big, beautiful girl could give him. His frantic efforts were having an effect and I could hear his gasping breaths as he jabbed his cock in the silky haven of my slippery cleavage.
“Give it to me,” I urged him. “Shoot your load all over me.”
My dirty-mouthed tirade continued as he fucked my gorgeous curves until he started to lose control. His body was shaking when he dragged his erection from between my tits and I immediately grabbed hold to keep the pressure up. My soapy hand stroked rapidly up and down his throbbing length as I held it close and Conrad slapped both palms on the wall behind me as he leaned in. He groaned as I cupped the fingers of my other hand around his balls to gently massage them and his muscles tensed as he tried to hold himself back for as long as he could.
It eventually became impossible as my hands worked their magic until the quivering twitches of his cock showed he was about to empty his load. I kept my eyes on the tip, but still let out a huge squeal as the powerful eruption of hot cum streamed out to splash on my tits and upper chest. Conrad arched his body to push his hips forward as he continued to unleash sticky strings of thick white that streaked across my skin. I carried on stroking his cock and massaging his balls until the spurts weakened and eventually came to an end.
We were both gasping for breath as we stared at the end result of the tit fuck and I eventually glanced up at Conrad. He couldn’t take his eyes from the white streaks dirtying my big, rounded tits and I gave him more by sliding my fingers through his cum to rub it into my skin.