1. Working in Guest Services


    Date: 9/2/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    cock free from the confines of my pants and boxer shorts, she exclaimed, “Oh wow!” She bent over and pretended to be heading for my cock, holding my manhood in her hand. She stopped and looked up at me. “Don’t cum in my mouth” she remarked. She put her lips around the end of my cock and shoved it into her mouth. I thought for sure I was going to explode. After a few minutes of incredible cock sucking, she stopped and asked, “How far to your place?” “Thirty minutes,” I replied. “Well, what the hell are you waiting on?” she shot back. I put my truck in reverse, even as Cindy returned to sucking on my cock. I made it to my apartment in about twenty minutes. It was 4:45am when we walked into my apartment. I had never taken a stripper home before, so this was a first. I felt like the luckiest dude on earth. I don’t know who was more horny, Cindy or myself. We fucked our brains out and then sat on my third floor patio porch, sipping on coffee, wrapped in oversized cotton robes I had managed to sneak out of the hotel. The sun peaked over the tree tops and bathed each of us in sunlight. We retired back to my bed around seven. We had another wild fuck session and I dozed off with her head resting in the nape of my shoulder, my arm around her. I woke up and it ...
    was close to noon. My goddess was sprawled naked beside me, partially covered in my bed sheets. I kissed her on her check and slipped out of the bed and into my shower. The shower was a welcome relief to my sore body. I was about to step out, when Cindy slipped open the shower door and stepped in. “Where do you think you’re going?” she inquired. “Nowhere,” I replied. Cindy dropped to her knees and slipped my semi-erect cock into her mouth, the hot water cascading off of her well-toned body. It didn’t take much and I was shooting my load down the back of throat, as the steam from the shower encircled us. I took a sponge and lathered it up. I worked it slowly over her body, paying special attentions to her breasts and magical crevices. We finished up our fun time on my bed. I dropped Cindy off at her work, about an hour before I went to work. I leaned over and gave her a kiss on her check. “How much do I owe you?” I asked. “Nothing,” she replied. “I’m not a whore, I’m a stripper.” I apologized for the unintentional insult. “It happens all the time,” Cindy remarked. It was an awkward moment. Cindy smiled and remarked, “But, if you want to pick me up when you get off from work, I’ll be glad to spend another evening with you.” 2:30am couldn’t come fast enough.
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