Elsa Hosk - After Party

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Shoving the door shut, Elsa Hosk tottered over to the large bed in the luxurious hotel room and flopped down on her back. She exhaled a relieved sigh as she let herself sink into the soft bedding, her slight weight enough to press into the decadent duvet and find balance. Giving a stretch, she extended her long, toned legs and slowly relaxed again, letting her glamorous high heels sag back towards the carpet.

It had been another long evening at a huge flamboyant event and she was fully done up for it, having spent hours being photographed and showing off her dress, shoes, jewellery and so on, letting every inch of herself be captured and documented for the magazines and websites. It was how those events always went and she was used to it, but getting back to the hotel room was always a blessing as she could get out of what weren't entirely comfortable shoes and dresses.

She was wearing a two piece outfit this time rather than a full length dress. It consisted of a pale turquoise bra type top with a black leather belt around her body beneath her squeezed breasts. Her fantastically toned, hard abs were on display, dominating her before the waistband of a slender, snugly fitted pencil skirt secured with a matching black leather belt as it led all the way down over her ankles.

Sitting up, she carefully reached down to release one of her heels, undoing the jewelled strap around her ankle and slopping the heel from her foot, feeling the freedom and she shook it carefully to the ground. Elsa pressed her foot down into the opulent carpet and shivered at the release, so glad not to be in heels as she took the other off and pushed them aside. She reached up to relieve her neck of the large, exquisite jewellery she'd been showing off, struggling to get the catch to release a moment before she was suddenly free of it, almost dropping the expensive weight as it came loose.

She was in London for the show and after the long evening showing off all the clothing, and her own toned body of course, she was ready to relax and unwind. It wasn't that she just wanted to go to sleep, though a few minutes to rest was definitely welcome, she wanted to do something fun and enjoy her time alone. She'd been surrounded be people all afternoon and evening, getting her ready then instructing her and so on, so now she wanted some time to just be herself.

"Tea," she exclaimed to herself as she stared at the ceiling, the sudden thought coming to her. She had no intention of making one using the basic in-room facilities offered. No, it would have to be freshly brewed from loose leaves and delicious, which the posh hotel was of course quite happy to offer. A quick call to room service to request a freshly made tea and some fresh fruit took just a moment and she reclined back onto the bed again to just let herself relax a little and unwind after the busy evening.

A few moments later there was a knock at the door with the announcement of room service and Elsa gave a stretch, pushing herself back up and sliding onto her bare feet to pad over to the door. She pulled it open to welcome what was a young guy, waiting for her politely with a tray for her.

"Good evening, miss Hosk," he said neatly.

"Good evening," she smiled, always finding it rather amusing to be addressed so properly as she stood back to welcome him in.

"Your beverage," he stated as he took her invitation and entered her opulent room to place the tray down.

"Thanks, that was quick," she said, noticing how his eyes glanced to her when he thought she wasn't looking.

"We pride ourselves on prompt service, miss," he replied.

"Elsa, come on, you know who I am and you don't need to be so formal with me," she smiled, pushing the door shut, not that anyone was in the corridor as an audience.

"It's our policy...and I'm not going to risk messing that up, I'm sure you understand," he smiled in reply, since he hadn't been with the job for that long and wasn't going to get in some stupid trouble by upsetting a high profile guest.

"I won't tell if you won't. What's your name?" she asked.

"Nick."

"Nick," she said, pleased she'd got him to break character as it were, "I'm Elsa."

"I know," he laughed, tension broken.

"I assumed, but it's always good to introduce yourself properly."

"How was your show? I assume it was something like that." he asked, deciding not to let the conversation drop.

"Fashion awards," she replied.

"Makes sense. You looks great," he said, nodding down to the outfit she was wearing, but careful not to stare.

"Thanks, I hope so. I work out a lot to look like this!" she giggled.

"I pays off evidently," he said.

"Glad people see it. It's my whole career I suppose," she mused, since her life revolved around how she looked or what she wore.

"Everyone sees it, Elsa," he said, a meaningful edge to his voice, momentarily glancing into her gorgeous blue eyes, a captivating second passing as he gazed into the soul of the Swedish beauty before looking away.

"Thank you," she purred, wonderfully complimented, somehow finding it more real that an average, everyday guy was saying it rather than some gushing, sycophantic reporter or magazine. She took him in for a moment as he quickly cleared some other bits onto tray in the silence, taking in his decent looks and strong looking build, his youth and energy. Clearly younger than her but old enough to know what he was doing, she wondered what it might be like if she invited him to fuck her.

It was a bold idea certainly, but she could certainly make the proposition if she wanted. She wanted a good fuck now, something to help her unwind after all the build up and business of getting through the show and endless media engagements, just needing a man to throw her down and plunge himself inside her. The thought made her soul tremble a little, feeling the exhilaration of arousal spread through her body as her pussy quivered. The decision to go for it was already made and she knew it, deciding not to fight it.

"So what time do you knock off tonight?" she asked, keeping it casual. This was hardly the first guy in a hotel she'd seduced and knew what she was doing, and it was pretty clear he was already interested.

"Uhh eleven it's supposed to be, usually a few minutes passed that," he replied, looking back up to her.

"Not too late, plenty of time to get up to something else," she smiled.

"I guess, I usually just go home and crash, these days can get pretty tiring sometimes."

"I bet. How tired are you today?" she asked.

"Not too bad, it's been pretty smooth. Not too many models demanding my time," he said with smile, daring to offer a playful little wink.

"Really? We're very demanding," she replied with a grin.

"I know, I'm dealing with one right now," he said, making Elsa pause and give a mock offended expression.

"How dare you, unbelievable. You're not supposed to agree with me!"

"You're the exception, it's the other models, they're all too much. Not just ordering drinks like you," he said quickly, playing up to it all.

"Good save," she said.

"You're nothing compared to that Candice Swanepoel," he said, plucking another famous Victoria's Secret model from the roster, "she's a total diva."

"I like Candice," Elsa said after a pause, letting him stew for a second.

"She's great. But she can be a diva," she smiled after a moment, making him breathe easier.

"I bet."

"So you hanging out with your girlfriend or anything after this?" she asked. She was of course probing to see if he was single, not that she cared either way really. If he refused her and said anything, nobody was going to believe him anyway.

"No, just going back to crash alone tonight," he replied.

"Well, since this has been an alright day for you, maybe you can come back here...to crash later on." she said, giving a sexy sideways smile and flicking her eyebrows at him.

"I...uhm, I'd love to, but...my job," he said, stumbling over his words, confidence suddenly deserting him in the face of the man eater before him turning on her charms.

"I'm not exactly going to complain am I, especially if you give me...good room service," she teased carefully.

"I really shouldn't," he said, hating himself for saying it in the face of a gorgeous Victoria's Secret model, knowing it was a once in a lifetime chance but he needed this job to keep the bills at bay.

"I know you want to," she said, more firmly.

"I never said I didn't."

"So, what's the problem?"

"I...this is my job," he replied.

"Very well," she said, "I'm going to need some more room service later, say...eleven fifteen."

"Really?"

"Yes, I'll definitely need some attention," she smiled.

"And if you feel like popping up here, then perhaps...this can be all yours," she finished, waving a hand down her gorgeously tight, slender body as she gave a little flick of her tongue.

"Very tempting, miss Hosk," he said, surprisingly formal as he struggled to put it all together.

"Think about it," she said as he headed for the door with the tray, Elsa seeing him out, walking a little stiffly down the corridor as she smiled before shutting it again.

Elsa leaned against the door and took a breath, sighing with a smile as she knew he was sure to be back to for her later. She'd never had a guy like that reject her yet and knew her allure as a Victoria's Secret model would likely be enough to bring him back to her room. She walked back into the room and stretched before reaching down to unfasten the black leather belt around her chest. Her humble yet perky breasts softly sagged just a little as she released it, no longer squeezing her up intensely, making her sigh at the relief of freeing herself as she slid it out of the top and cast it aside.

She did the same to the belt at her waist and then undid the top, throwing it off easily to leave her topless in the quiet room. Nudity was hardly an issue with her at any time and she just felt comfortable and free as she escaped from the confining yet expensive outfit. Her tight skirt followed, the turquoise pencil number slid down her legs to pool on the floor allowing her to step out of it, leaving her in just her flesh tone G-string. Elsa wasted no further time before shoving it down to join the rest of her outfit to leave her completely naked before she walked to the shower.

The gorgeous model enjoyed a nice hot shower, the steam billowing up around her in the posh bathroom as she washed and stroked the invigorating water over her stunning body. It took a lot to maintain her tight, honed body and she was proud of it plus all those hours she spent in the gym, not to mention the diet that went with it. It was a tough life outside all the glitz and glamour that everyone else saw but it was worth it as she stepped out of the shower, wet and stunning, not that there was anybody to appreciate it.

She towelled herself off and let her hair down, leaving the make-up that she'd managed not to ruin in the shower. Spreading herself naked as she fell onto the bed, she took a few minutes to just enjoy her freedom and nudity, laid back completely smooth and gorgeously toned on the sheets. The release of just being uninhibited was immense and she basked in it for a couple of minutes before rising and sliding into a simple white robe.

She relaxed the evening away with some TV and catching up on her phone, the cacophony of messages and updates overwhelming as everyone wanted to ask questions or congratulate her. There was a message from Tom, her other half, which she replied to but paid little mind to; they had been together years and had a long standing open relationship, in which both of them were allowed to step out if they wanted to. She'd done it plenty of times, usually like this, and she knew he had as well but they had a clear don't ask, don't tell policy and neither one of them questioned the details.

It was all so much and eventually she put her phone aside so she could just get away from it all. The down time was much needed and she zoned out, relaxing a while as she let the clock tick past eleven, before picking up the phone as she'd said she would. Elsa ordered more room service, asking for a snack of fruit and some more tea since she didn't drink.

Laying back on the bed, she wondered if the same guy would bring it to her, whether he'd been thinking about her and stayed on late for exactly this moment...or whether he'd chickened out and gone home as he'd planned to. A knock on the door a couple of minutes later told her it was time to find out, and she pushed herself up onto her feet before strutting to the door. She opened it wide to find him standing waiting for her once more, tray in hand.

"Room service, miss Hosk."

"I thought you were off the clock?" she teased, inviting him in and closing the door deliberately behind him.

"Always happy to help our top customers," he replied.

"I bet," she replied with a smile.

"So are you calling it a night now?" she continued.

"Yeah, this is my last service for the night," he replied.

"So, I assume you're here for...room service?" she said, flicking her eyebrow.

"Absolutely," he said after a moments hesitation as he stared into her phenomenal blue eyes, captivated by her elfin beauty.

"Excellent," she replied with no further delay reached down to untie her slender white robe. Time seemed to slow as he stared at her and took in the perfect Victoria's Secret model as she released then shrugged back her robe, sagging her shoulders to let it slide off her and collapse in a pool around her feet. Stood before him completely naked, there wasn't a hint of doubt left between them as to what she wanted her stunning body revealed to him. His eyes roamed over her to take her in, trying to capture every last detail of her perfect physical form.

Her body was so tight and toned, a slender figure with the definition of muscle beneath on every part of her. Honed by many hours in the gym and a strict diet, she was a beacon of body perfection, her breasts small but perky, nipples standing up stiffly as her body led down into the tight pinch of her waist that only served to highlight her toned, muscular abs. The beautiful curves of her hips flared out below in a wonderfully womanly way, hip bones prominent as his eyes followed her smooth body all the way down to her perfectly smooth pussy lips, kept absolutely flawless as they tucked neatly between her strong thighs. They led down her endlessly long legs, equally as exquisite as the rest of her and finished with her bare feet as they pressed into the carpet of the hotel room.

"Holy shit," he breathed after a moment, brain finally engaging as he struggled to take it all in, not helped by the blood rush to his cock as it swelled immediately at the sight of her.

"Come on," she smiled, reaching out to grab his hand and lead him straight to the huge bed that awaited them. Walking backwards, she got to the bed then threw her arms around him and kissed him hard, delving her tongue into his mouth where she felt him immediately react, his hands pulling round the small of her back and reaching down to take a full squeeze of her tight, round ass. Their tongues entwined and battled each other, her full lips mashed against his as they made out, Elsa pushing up on her toes to kiss him better and also let him get a proper grip under her ass, feeling his fingers creep between her thighs.

As his fingertips brushed the back of her completely smooth, slick pussy, feeling the heat and beautifully soft haven that awaited him, Elsa could take more more foreplay and abruptly pulled away from him with a bite of his lip, hanging on just a second as she gasped.

"Fuck I'm horny," she breathed, giving a shiver as she sank back down onto her feet. He couldn't answer, gasping and so hard he was surprised she couldn't feel it through his trousers. Elsa grabbed hold of him again and spun him round with unexpected ferocity, easily turning him though frankly he was putty in her hands as he let her lead him. Taking charge, the Swedish beauty shoved him down onto the bed, standing over him in her stunning nudity as he pulled himself back up onto the bed and expectantly undid his trousers to free his rock hard cock.

Elsa had other plans however and she hopped onto the bed, landing on her toes and deftly swinging herself around, getting her long leg over him without kicking him in the process. She lowered her sweet, hot pussy straight onto his mouth as she straddled his face, grabbing his wrists and pinning his hands to the bed beside him as she sank into place, what she wanted crystal clear. He had absolutely no problem and was fine with the slender Swedish stunner pinning him down, her ankles over his shoulders as she ground down into his face, his tongue easily finding first gear and getting to work at her delicate folds.

Elsa shivered and gave a light moan as he started to flick over her soft pink folds, tasting the sweet tang of her thick juices and loving the sensation of his tongue gliding across the effortlessly smooth skin of her labia. Nick somehow managed to clear his head, past the fog of the beautiful model sat on his face and focused on his task, straining even as his rock hard cock flexed hopefully in his shorts. Elsa noticed it, how intensely erect he was, only turning her on more as she pinned him down to ride him.

She shuddered as his tongue brushed up over her clit, probing perfectly beneath her delicate hood as he did. His angle was ideal to let the tip of his tongue tease at her most delicate spot and he certainly noticed the shudder it induced, knowing he'd hit the spot even as he felt he small yet potent nub under his tongue. He started to attack her most nerve laden point with pace and power, making the Swedish supermodel groan loudly and shake, digging her nails into his wrists as she continued to hold him down. Her sweet juices coated his tongue as he stabbed and thrust it up over and around her clit.

Elsa rolled her hips in unison with his skilful tongue, shivering and shaking as she let the arousal wash through her; she'd been so horny, needing someone to help her take care of her needs in recent days and now to find a random hotel assistant with a tongue that seemed to hit exactly the right spot was an absolute jackpot for her. She rolled her hips forward every time he licked upwards to maximise his stimulation as his tongue pushed up under her delicate hood then rolled back with him equally to ensure the longest possible stroke of his tongue the next time.

She gasped as he suddenly stopped licking at her clit, making her hip roll for nothing as he pulled his tongue back then waited for her to sit up again before burying his tongue inside her slick pussy. Elsa groaned as his powerful muscle thrust inside her, making her clamp down around him with her own muscles, squeezing and compressing him as he worked so wonderfully to drive every last millimetre of his tongue into her. Her juices coated him as he worked his tongue around in thrusts and circles, teasing every nerve ending in the velvet walls of her tunnel, doing the utmost to stimulate her.

Elsa ground down hard into him and tried to help him as deep as she possibly could, loving how he danced around inside her and lapped at her abundant juices, just giving her such a ride of sensations and a new experience. It seemed like far too long since she'd had her pussy thoroughly licked so she intended to enjoy it. Just as she felt she was into a rhythm with him while his tongue delved in and out of her pussy he suddenly swapped back to her clit, thrusting up hard against her button once more to make her gasp and bend over towards him.