On the Road again …
You know what it’s like, you drive for what seems to be forever and you end up in a soulless hotel room.
I can’t cope with it, my life on the road happens to me. There’s nothing on TV and wi-fi is too slow for a movie, but it can pretty much cope with a bit of surfing. Feeling bored, frustrated and excited, I think of my equally excited wife who is probably masturbating right now or worse – I don’t like to think about it.
My fingers drift on the keyboard and without trying, a site for local escorts appears on the screen. No harm in window shopping, I’m thinking.
OMG, I spot a local girl who is my wildest wet dream. Janice, she calls herself, and it’s a big name when most of them are Lola or Cindy. Janice, that’s the case.
Guiltyly, I phone the number – jeez, his American accent takes me by surprise, but he has this twang that has my cock leaping in anticipation.
“Perfect,” I said, and begin to tidy the room and make it worthy of this goddess.
Bang on 7.30 I hear knocking on the door. I open it and in the stages of my daydreaming. She is young, she is incredibly pretty, confident and her dress seems to hide a perfect body.
“Come in,” I say, rather unnecessarily, and she enters the room as if it were her room reservation and not mine. I point to the envelope and she slips it into her purse, having clearly considered me an honorable man.
By passing me, she takes control, one of my clothes to one of the know. My shirt, her dress, you get the picture. As she dropped her panties, I let a sigh; oh wow, she has the most beautiful shaved, sparkling in the light of the hotel room. Forgetting the formalities, we hurried to strip away the rest of our clothes and finally I can see the most beautiful pair of breasts my eyes have ever had the chance to look.
I feel a pain in my groin – the response to Janice’s beauty and body has taken over my soul – I am hers.
Turning around, she presses her back into me, and my painful erection is well received in the gap between her cheeks. I put my arms around her and pull her up close and I hear a sweet sigh of pleasure from her. It’s heaven.
I twist her and push her gently on the bed. She looks at me in a totally mesmerizing way and for a while I am lost in their magic. But only for a moment.
I sink to my knees as she opens her legs, spread out on the edge of the bed. I lower myself into perfection which is her wet and shaved and the hearty nectar knees that flows in anticipation of her. Licking around his vulva, I finally focus on his very visible clitoris. Turning it with my tongue, I feel it build up to a crescendo and finally, grabbing my head and forcing it into its sex, it culminates, flooding me with its ejaculation.
Normally, that would have been enough for me; satisfying a goddess to this degree is quite rewarding. But Janice is not ordinary; she had been paid after all.
It’s like she’s known me forever. She turns on her belly and her glorious presents itself to me as if I had just been presented with an Oscar. Well, fuck the Oscar, it’s so much better.
My painful cock hovers for a millisecond, deciding which of the two offerings I should go for, but not wanting to risk the wrong answer, I head to her pussy and with an easy push, I’m deep inside this girl to end all the girls.
My forgotten wife, I’m starting to pump and judging by the sounds Janice made, I’m not the only one to find this one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. It’s tight, and the sensations I feel are beyond anything before. Mentally, I start singing Christmas carols to try to delay the inevitable, but fuck that, it’s too good to miss.
I accelerate and just when I think I’m ready to blow, she moans deliciously, yes, now, and I just hard, filling this with my hot as she screams in her own delicious orgasm and I can feel the contractions of her orgasm milked me with every last drop. No sleats of this one.
We’re collapsing in heaps.
“I shouldn’t charge you for it,” Janice says, “but you’ve already paid. How about two for the price of one, but this time you take me in the.
“Give me a few minutes,” I grumble, “but it’s a deal.”
And who wouldn’t? With an like that, I would have paid triple.
Our full pleasure, we both fall asleep, my mind in turmoil, in conflict between the overwhelming sensations of fucking this gorgeous girl, and the thoughts of my wife, at home alone – or is she?
I wake up with a jolt and realize that my cock is hard, and I’m lying in bed with her once again pressed between the cheeks ass of a girl who sleeps next to me. I am confused, but gradually realize that it was Janice, my dream-daughter, and the one who offered her the most deprived of parts for me before we fell asleep.
Very gently, I begin to move my hips, allowing my painful cock to rub between the glorious globes of Janice’s perfect background. It does not stir, until I let out a moan, the sensations almost too much for me.
“Ready to fill my offer?” she said, backing away from me, and rather foolishly nodded in response. She laughs.
The opportunity strikes only a few times in his life and it is an opportunity not to be missed.
I lean over my suitcase on the chair by the bed and reach out for the lubricant that lives there for when my wife and I have a weekend break.
Sunking the lubricant on my dick, then working my finger around his perfect pleated back door, I gently slide my finger inside and begin to move it gently in and out.
Janice is silent, other than a rather perfect sound of her heavy breathing as she gets used to my finger. She likes it. I like that. What’s with the funds?
After a few minutes of this gentle work, I change my thumb to increase the pressure – his breathing reacts as I had hoped and extends to a moan – my cock feels even more difficult than before, in response to these erotic noises.
Removing my thumb, followed by a groan of Janice’s complaint, I move my cock to her back entrance. Slowly, oh so slowly, I rush against her until that magical moment when her involuntary resistance gives way to delighted acceptance and the head of my cock slips seamlessly into her anal passage. I’m breathless. She’s gasping.
inch by inch, I present more of myself in the which is more perfect than anything I’ve seen, whether in life or on the web. I’m in heaven. We both moan in unison as I begin to move in and out, feeling the sensations all the way down the ladder.
They say that the anus has more nerve endings than the vagina, and if I compare the noises made by Janice when I fucked her pussy compared to what we do now, that must be fair. Any wildlife program on television would struggle to produce the rut sounds that echoed around the walls of this hotel room.
I reach around her, and holding a breast in each hand, I pinch her nipples while increasing the speed of my push deep into her back passage.
The sensation in her nipples clearly has the desired effect and I can feel and hear the building tension as she approached her orgasm.
Building the speed of my thrusts, even more, I too am approaching this pinnacle, the point where, even if my whole family enters the room, I would not be able, or even want to stop.
With one last deep and deep thrust, and holding Janice so tight to my body that I don’t know how she can breathe, I start pumping that most delicious dark places full of my, just as she lets out a scream , and I feel the pulses of his orgasm adding to what I thought was as good as he could get. No, it’s better, much better.
As I begin to shrink, I retire and Janice rolls on her belly with another adorable laugh. “Wow, it was just…” she says I hold her ass cheeks apart and watch as my cum oozes from her back, on her pussy, so recently fucks, and on the sheets.
Undoubtedly, this was the best investment of time and money in my life. My mission now is to persuade my wife to embrace the joys of anal sex, so that I can look tonight as a formation, not as an infidelity.
On the road again …