A night in Hong Kong
Submitted on: 09/22/09 17:38
The night I met Jessica the rain washed Hong Kong like a tidal wave. The groaning streets were a kaleidoscope of red and amber from the lights of the stationary traffic, refracted through a billion droplets. I was stressed out, my shirt collar tight at my neck and sweat rivulets streaked across my brow – I was late. An hour late.
I thumbed a message to Jessica on my cell phone. "I don’t know how long I’ll be, I’ve no idea where I am." In the taxi the a/c wasn’t keeping up and I sweated some more, miserable and tetchy.
Finally the taxi lurched around a corner and pulled to a stop – through the smeary glass I recognised the hotel awning. I tossed a couple of bills to the driver and exited the cab. Flicking my hair into some kind of order and wiping my brow on my suit jacket sleeve.
“I’m at the bar,” her text read. “Red dress, I waiting for you.”
The cool blast of air conditioning highlighted every damp patch on my shirt and I considered whether I should change my clothes for before making my way to the bar, but a glance at my watch made me head away from the elevators and toward the low plink of piano music. I only hoped I would recognise her.
As soon as I entered the bar I found her. She had her hair was tied back away from her face and was sat on a bar stool, the stiletto end of one red high heel caught behind a brace bar, the other swinging in mid air. She was half turned away from me, neck craned exchanging some word with the barman, the swell of her breasts filled the shaped bust of her dress with honeyed perfection. The lines of her face had a sculpted elegance.
I slid into the seat next to her, noticing both the barman’s look of distaste and my own sudden feeling of dishevelled inadequacy. The moment she turned to me and asked my name I felt better though, when she smiled the warmth radiated from her eyes and a soft touch on my arm made me appreciate her physical presence.
We drank a glass or two of wine and by the time another hour had passed I was completely relaxed and having fun, we were making jokes and roaring with laughter. This was a new experience for me and I didn’t really want it to end, but finally I figured if I drank much more the evening might wash out a little earlier than I wanted.
Back in my hotel room I excused myself and heading to the bathroom, stripping off my crumpled clothes I stepped into the steaming shower. I felt the evening slipping back into that usual dance, wondering whether the next few minutes would be a massive disappointment, wondering how long I should stay in the shower.
I almost jumped out of my skin when my reverie was interrupted by the door opening. Jessica was deliciously naked. My eyes followed her form, from her face with a cheeky grin, past her finely chiselled neck to a perfect pair of breasts capped by surprisingly big dark nipples. The vee of her pussy was a perfectly smooth and hairless crease.
She stepped under the spray and kissed me without speaking. The first kiss was soft and gentle; the second penetrated my mouth with her tongue and an invisible crane yanked my cock to attention. She took the lavender shower gel from the wire amenities basket and filled the palm of her left hand, then stepping back she began to lather her breasts. The spilling foam tracing a thick soapy path to her slit.
As she massaged the soap into her skin she continued to play me with her teasing smirk. I could not hold back so I reached forward then and let my fingers softly trace the outline of her breasts, my thumbs finding her nipples and rubbing them gently. In turn she leaned forward and pushed her tongue into my mouth again while her slippery fingers peeled back my foreskin and pulled at my shaft. We stayed like that for some minutes, her hands cupping my balls and stroking my cock while my fingers slid down her back, cupped and then spread her buttocks, nudging her anus then around to work at her clit. I could feel her nipples grazing my chest as our kissing and touching became more intense. I knew I needed to fuck this girl right now, right here.
Almost as soon as the thought formed in my head the shower door was open and she was gone through it, grabbing a towel from the rail and folding it around herself. I stood in the spray for a moment watching her receding back through the steam. Then I turned off the shower and took my own towel – drying myself ineffectively with a few quick strokes.
A pair of wall sconces lit the bedroom in a sepia hue. Jessica lay on the bed, her toned legs projected from beneath the white towel and ended in perfect small feet with rich red nails. Her hair was down now, spilling across her shoulders in dark waves. One hand rubbed slow circles on the bedspread next to her, so I dropped my own towel and sat in the indicated spot.
We kissed and then I moved my mouth down to her neck, teasing and biting her skin gently as I progressed. When I reached the line of white material I slid it away from her breast and took her big dark nipple into my mouth. While I teased her nipple erect I continued to pull away the rest of the covering until she lay in a pool of damp white cloth. Her body was a perfect gold in the soft light.
I let my mouth move further down her stomach, stopping to kiss the tattoos below her navel. Then I parted her legs and dipped my head between them, letting my tongue trace her already creamy slit. I placed my hands beneath her ass and tilted her up so I could let my tongue slide up across her anus, up and up all the way to her clit. Above me her breathing had become deeper and I could feel a rumbling moan building in her body. I bided my time, slowly working her ass and pussy, enjoying the mounting wetness for a few minutes before I slid my hands out from under her.
I let my right forefinger penetrate her ass while my thumb slipped into her cunt and I started to lick her clit more forcefully. I raised my left hand to her breasts and toyed with her nipples at the same time. Beneath me her body was a bucking bronco, but I would not be thrown until she became as rigid as a lightning struck tree and roared out a guttural, animal cry.
For a few moments she was still and I softly nuzzled her belly, chest, neck and face until she finally found my lips with hers and we shared a long deep kiss. With a sigh she broke our contact and pushed me back onto the bed. My cock was ramrod straight and glistening; she placed it in her mouth and slowly massaged me with her tongue. I could already feel a tingle pushing into my core which only intensified as she let her fingers enclose my balls with a gentle squeeze.
The regular insistent flick of her tongue across that most sensitive part of my dick threatened to end it all in a flash, and on another occasion I would suffer this pleasure with delight, but this time she could feel my proximity and released me with a gentle kiss on the tip. Instead of forcing my climax, she now knelt over me and kissed me again, deftly unwrapping and applying a condom to my rod with one practiced hand.
In turn I pushed her over and let myself experience the warmth wetness for the first time. I was instantly consumed, jack hammering into her as she squeezed down on my cock.
“Honey, “ she said. “You win already, it’s my turn.”
I slowed my thrusts and reluctantly slid from her. Again she turned me onto my back and mounted me. The sight of her gorgeous breasts and hard dark bullet nipples sent a luscious twitch through my cock.
At first she rode me slowly and I toyed with her breasts – it was my turn to breathe deeply and moan – then without removing me from her pussy she elegantly swung her right leg over my body and fucked me sideways for a moment, before repeating the process and treating me to the sight of her amazing ass rising up and down on my prick. She arched her back towards me and still maintaining a slow stroke she took my hands and guided them to her tits.
My thrusts were involuntary now, desperate to possess this girl, to shoot my load and release the unbearable tension. Still she managed to prevent the inevitable.
She turned again and this time placed her feet on the bed and crouched over my cock. Now each stroke almost completely removed me from her, before she bore down again and engulfed me completely.
“Look honey”, she whispered. I did look, watching her hairless snatch milking my cock. I’d never felt anything like it, pins and needles broke out across my loins and my skin raised gooseflesh. She smiled a coy smile. “Poor baby.”
This time she increased her rhythm and I felt my balls twist, my head throbbed and that throbbing now ran down my body, up my shaft and right to the tip bringing with it an almighty gushing flow and with that I was spent.
We spent the rest of that night in the room, but that first seduction was the most memorable thing from the whole of my trip. Hong Kong slept fitfully under a torrential downpour, but that night I didn’t sleep a wink and managed a small torrent of my own!
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This was written for me by a client of mine. I like it so I put it here.
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