I walk into the hotel bar. It's not too busy. There's a band playing. There’s a really sexy guy at the bar and my heart skips a beat as our eyes meet and I feel my knickers dampen. I don't want to appear too keen. I find an empty table and slowly take off my coat. Breath in, and push my tits out. I get the guy’s attention and he smiles as he gets caught looking. I get the idea he only smiles because he knows I was angling for the attention. I put my bag on the floor, and only when it’s there, do I lean down to retrieve my wallet. I do hope he’s still watching. I walk up to the bar. My tight skirt making my ass wiggle a little more than usual. I'm hoping he can see the outline of my suspender belt through my tight skirt. My equally tight blouse tucked into the skirt to show off my curves. I lean into the bar and get the barmaids attention with a smile. She's cute too, darker and shorter, and her right arm is covered in tattoos. Her tits are small, but in proportion to her tiny waist and tight, peach-like round arse. She smiles at me. I smile back. "Hendricks and tonic please." "Ice and cucumber?" She asks. I glance sideways – cute guy is watching me. He's totally checking out my ass. I catch him in the mirror again. He's genuinely taken aback this time when he sees he's been caught - again! I take a sip of the ice cold drink. The ice knocking the edge of the crystal. My lips smack against each other as the alcohol hits the back of my throat and I let out a deep sigh. "Long day?" The cure little barmaid asks "Hmmm. You too?" I try to act cool. I don't want her to know I've already imagined the noises she’d make as I sucked on her clit. And there we stand, chatting for a bit. Me trying hard not to give away my feelings of raging horniness. I’m driving myself nuts trying not to look over at the guy. But, he really is cute and that initial, involuntary bolt of excitement is hard to forget. My turn to get caught looking. He looks straight at me and walks towards me. Fuck! I'm a wee bit nervous. I think he's about to speak to me, but he blanks me and walks straight past me, before turning back to the bar and orders a drink. Fucker! Two can play that game. I take my drink and walk back to my table. I can see from the reflection in the window that he’s watching me. Splendid! All good and harmless fun. But if I don't ramp it up a little, I'm going to be alone tonight and I don’t want that. I’m already wet and horny as hell. He takes the hint "do you mind if I join you?" Thank fuck! As he sits down, his knee brushes against mine and the tiniest little jolt of excitement causes an awareness I enjoy. I enjoy a little involuntary clench and my panties get their second dampening. He takes a sip of his drink and I try not to watch. I wonder if he can see what I’m thinking – cartoon style reel of pictures flickering across my eyeballs of him fucking me in the first 6 positions. We enjoy a few minutes of chat. But I’m not really listening. I keep looking at his lips and imagining how they’d feel with my tongue prising them apart. I see the barmaid walk from behind the bar and make her way to the ladies. I excuse myself and follow her. I listen and we pee together. As we wash our hands, I strike up a conversation. "Nice tattoos" "Thanks. This one is my favourite. It's a work in progress. Look." And she pulls back her T shirt to reveal a deliciously pert breast. "Can I touch it?" "Hmmm, sure." I move closer and my hand touches her smooth, tanned skin. I lean forward and our eyes meet as I pull at her Tshirt and trace a line from her breast to her neck, following the line of the tattoo. She makes the move. She stretches up tall and kisses me full on the lips. Her tongue teasing my lips apart. My hand moves around the back of her neck, holding her tight and pulling her face up toward me. I feel her small, firm breasts against me. My large tits, sitting just above hers. It's a nice height. We stand there, kissing. Hot, breathy kisses, tongues eager for more. We're interrupted by the noise of the outer door opening and quickly compose ourselves just in time before the inner door opens. I make to leave and subtly squeeze her ass as I go. Sliding my middle finger around her tight bum and caressing in between the tip of her thighs. She's warm. Yummy. I return to the table. I've worked myself up to a nice little level of horniness and I'm certain the cute guy will notice something. I take another sip of my drink. Licking my lips as I do. My finger moves up to my mouth as I wipe away the wetness. My finger lingers there just long enough for cute guy to watch it. "The barmaid keeps looking over. I think she's looking at you." He says. "Really? What do you think of her?" "Cute. I guess." He replies. "Young though". "She's got really soft lips." I enjoy watching his surprise as I say the words. I change the subject quickly. "Are you staying here too?" "Yes" he replies. I can tell he's happy I asked. "Want to finish these up in your room or mine?" His eyebrows raise and he smiles his cheeky reply. "Yours" he says. My coat is over my arms and my bag over my shoulder in a heartbeat. I make my way to the exit. I don't have to look back. I know he's a few steps behind me. I push for the lift and it comes quickly. We share a knowing, cheeky smile as the doors close behind us. I'm taken aback at the quick change in his demeanour as he pushes me against the mirrored wall and kisses me. Hard. He's still holding the drinks so pins me there with the weight of his body. I like it. His chest against mine. He kisses me really hard, pushing me against the wall. I like this. A lot. I can feel his excitement growing. The doors open and I reach for the room key. The walk down the corridor seems to take an age. It didn't seem this long a corridor earlier. We reach the door and he pushes me against it. The weight of his body once again forcing me against something hard. He breathes hard against my neck, sending shivers down my right side. I have to push back to get the card into the door. The door opens. I drop my bag and coat as he puts the drinks down on the very conveniently placed cabinet. His hands are pulling at my tight skirt as his body once again pushes against mine. We're all hands and breathy kisses as the door's kicked shut behind us. My skirt is at my waist already, revealing my stockings and suspender belt and matching panties. I can feel they're already wet as he runs his fingers roughly front to back, pushing his finger into them and into me. They'll be fucking soaking now! He pulls them to the side and I let out a loud groan as his two middle fingers play with my pussy lips. He leans back, eyebrows raised and looking straight at me laughs when he feels how wet I am already. I let out another loud groan of delighted pleasure as I feel his finger slide inside me. My hands are busy working on his belt. I push him back a little and smile. I can actually see his hard cock through his trousers - flat against his body. Held back by his boxers. Fan fucking tastic. Another held look. Another breathy exhale. His fingers are working hard. I can hear them work. I'm soaking. I’m eager to have that cock inside me. Every fucking inch. Then he's down on his knees. "Oh yes. Yes pleeeease!" I'm breathing so hard now. I've got to hold my breath to calm down. Then I feel his breath hard on my cunt through my panties - they've never been this wet. His nose pushes against my clit I can hear him inhaling, feeling his warm breath spread the arousal. I can hear him sucking too and I'm getting so turned on I'm worried I'm going to cum too quickly. He's still working hard with his fingers. In and out. Fast. I can tell there's two at work. Curving round to hit that spot. Yes! I think he's trying to make me squirt. Well, he's in for a wet surprise. Fucking brilliant! The noises we're creating are intense - his breathing - inhaling long and deep, his exhaling quick and perfunctory so he can get as much of me on each intake. Wow this is such a turn on. The sucking and slurping. Of me moaning. He has me worked up so badly. But I don't want to cum. Not just yet. I want to make this last. It's fantastic. I push his head away. And he looks up. His face is soaking, covered in my pussy juice. I love it. He stands up. Almost a questioning look. I ignore it. Kiss him. Savouring the taste of myself on his lips. My turn. I manage to get the belt and button undone. His trousers drop to the floor. He tries to step out of them while I get a look at the wonderful sight in front of my eyes. A beautiful thick, hard cock and I practically squirt right there. I want it so fucking badly. Another breathy moan. I pull hard on the boxers and there it is. I take a hold of his cock and have to lean back to get the end of it in my mouth. I lick my lips. Breath on the end of his rock hard erection. Then let my lips touch the very tip. Open my mouth. Close my eyes and slowly. Really slowly. Inch by glorious inch. I take the full length in my mouth. I can feel his cock hit the back of my throat before my lips reach the end. I literally gag. I can feel the creamy saliva rise in my throat and the tears start in my eyes. I'm so fucking horny. I'm going to burst. I pull back. I want to see it again. The veins pumping blood to all the right places. I'm listening to his breathing using it as my gauge that he's enjoying the attention. I better take my time or he's going to cum. I look up and watch him as I wank him slowly, just the tip sliding past my lips. Playing with this cock is giving me so much pleasure. My left hand takes over the grip on his cock. My right hand finding its way to my pussy. I rub my clit. Just little, light strokes. Two fingers inside me. I want more. I want this cock inside me now. I stand up. Both hands behind me, I bump up onto the conveniently situated sideboard and it's just the right height - one would almost think it was measured for this exact purpose - his cock is inches from my pussy. I want it. I want it now. He pushes his fingers down onto his cock - he has to. It's so hard it's practically standing to attention. The edge of my ass is perched on the sideboard. Positioned perfectly to take it. He teases me with just the tip. In and out. Just the tip. I can feel it. This is perfect. Just a little more each time. In and out. Slowly. I start to move forward to get more. He holds me back. For fuck sake - Pleeease. These words are thoughts, but I realise they've been said when I see him smile. Fucker! Then. He takes a deep breath in and pushes so hard and fast that I let out a cry. It's almost painful. Every. Fucking. Thrust. Hard. Fast. I hold on to his shirt. Pushing him and pulling him. In time with each hard forceful movement. We're making so much noise with our panting and heavy breathing that the bang in the door takes us both by surprise. We stop and hold our breath. Which is pretty fucking difficult. The knock again. I push him back. And go to open the door. He tries to stop me. But I ignore his gesture. "I can hear you guys from half way down the corridor." Oh my, it's the barmaid. How on earth did she know where we were...? She enters the room. I pull her towards me and kiss her hard. Her hand moves quickly to my pussy. "You're wetter than you were 15 minutes ago!" Her small hands are cold against my hot pussy. But it feels good. I turn to see the shock still apparent on your face. I've started to undress her. The tattoo looks good now. Snaking from the nape of her neck, down her shoulder, down between her pert tits and under her left breast, curving towards her back. Lovely. I kneel down and make sure she's ready for the little party in my room. Her tiny g-strings are just that - tiny. I go to remove them. "No. Let me." You naughty boy. You're on your knees with a face full of pussy and panties so quickly I wonder if you had a word with her too! You horny fucker! You're kneeling there. Trousers around your ankles. I pull at them and you take the hint. Your mouth is hovering at her pubic bone. I move in behind her. My hands take hold of her arse cheeks and I gently pull them apart. My tongue pokes forward. I can feel the softness of her waxed young skin against my lips. My nose poking in her arse. I move my right hand in. My middle finger teasing her g strings to the side. I'm rubbing over her pussy lips. Then sliding a finger easily inside. She's soaking. I stand up again and take a step back. Sucking my finger and offering it to you. I push you - gently - on to the bed. And stand in front of you. I turn to our guest and, arm out towards her, I motion her towards us. She's only too happy to oblige. I push you back on the bed and start to crawl up your body. I'm kissing every inch of you. Enjoying the feeling of my tits pressing against your legs, thighs, stomach, chest - until I get to your mouth. I pause there. Eye contact again. I’m enjoying this. Start kissing you. Your lips are soft, wet. I sit up and straddle your head. Thigh either side, I lower my pussy on to your face. At the exact moment you feel a warmth on your cock. Our little friend is helping us. Taking care of you while you take care of me. Your tongue is working a staccato on my clit, and your moans send a soft vibration through me. Working in perfect unison with the head thrusts of our little friend and she sucks on your cock and balls. I look down. More eye contact. You hold my stare and grab my right breast with your left hand. Your right hand pushing her head down on your cock. As soon as I hear her joining in the moaning, I turn and watch as she fingers herself. A little triangle of fun. That’s it. I can’t hold back. I tell you I’m close and you suck hard on my clit, pushing your chin in to my cunt. Both hands on my arse and Fuck! I’m cumming! “Oh. My. God.” I cum hard and loudly and I’m wet. Very wet. I hear you grunt and your hands are off my arse and on the back of her head and with one hard thrust of your hips into her face, you shoot a well deserved shot of cum into her mouth, a second and third quickly follow.