The Chosen One

We lay there spent, the well seemed dry for both of us, all used up in a frantic four or five minutes. My hands began to work again, caressing her butt, the back of her legs, hips and up her sides to the swell of her tits. She whimpered a bit as I stroked her, enjoying the feeling of satisfaction still coursing through my body.

She lay on me exhausted for several minutes, before pushing herself up on extended arms, smiling at me as her tits dangled over my chest, the nipples grazing my chest hair. "That was intense and very satisfying. Now we can relax and play some. I hope you like to play, I think you do, your hands tell me that you do."

Gone was the calm elegance of the lady getting into the limo. Over me was a very horny woman, hair plastered to her forehead, body sticking to mine with our sweat. Her eyes were calm and lustful, inspecting me, seeking my intentions, inviting me to use her and in any manner that I wished. She had my semi-hard cock squirming again already. It had slipped out of her pussy but was still clamped between her legs. Her pussy lips were trembling and quivering, hungry to feel my cock again.

I pulled one dangling tit to my face and licked the tip of the nipple. She remained hovering over me, anticipating my next move. I took the nipple between my teeth once more. Her eyes closed as I pinched it, pulling a little. I repeated it with the other one. She began to pressure my cock between her legs, rubbing her pussy on the knob as it stiffened.

"Maybe we should get in the hot tub," she whispered, her hips grinding down on mine, massaging my cock between her legs and her greasy slit. She lay fully on me, rubbing her tits on my chest kissing and licking my neck with an occasional nip on my shoulder. I pulled her cheeks apart and my stiffening cock pushed its way up along her slit.

"If that's what you want Christina," I said as I slipped two fingers down between her cheeks, pausing at her butt hole to rim it a little, and then pressing my knob in her slit. Her knees jerked in resonance to my probing fingers.

"You damn tease," she moaned, as she spread to provide me more room to work between her legs. I slipped a finger into her slit beside my partially buried knob and then pulled it out and back to her quivering butt hole. She pushed up a bit, settling her butt down to swallow my slippery finger while taking my entire knob in her pussy.

"Hold still," I said as I forced half of my cock up her while rubbing it with my finger through the thin membrane between her pussy and butt hole. She was bracing herself on extended arms with her hands on my shoulders, her long gourd-like tits dangling almost to my belly.

"Don't move," I demanded, and began to stroke her with long full strokes, my finger still in place pressed against the shaft of my cock. I pulled my finger out and she sat upright over me, her ass cheeks settled on my upper thighs, my cock buried in her.

"Have some fun baby, be my slut, it's all yours," I said as I lay back, my arms behind my head, looking up at her as she began her ride. She turned and twisted around my cock, lifting and settling much like pushing a cork back into a wine bottle. Slowly at first, eyes closed as she got totally into it, she leaned ahead once more as her speed increased and the squishy sounds of my stiff cock stirring her sticky pussy dominated the room. I reached behind her, grasping and kneading her ass cheeks as I arched my back up to meet her wild thrusts. The 'Whap, whap, whap' of her ass and belly meeting my body became the background to our ballet of lust.

She collapsed down on me, her legs thrusting down and in between my legs, pressing sideways to gain traction as she thrust her ass at me in an attempt to consume my cock. I could feel her cheeks contract and clench as she got off in a wild release of tension. Her pussy was still jerking spasmodically when I quickly rolled her to her back; my arm hooked up and under one of her legs to spread her as I released my load as deep into her as I could thrust.

We lay spent on the bed for several minutes. That can be a strange few minutes, especially with a partner that you don't really know intimately, while having just used her body for your own pleasure. I suppose it is because you completely release yourself, expose yourself to the other leaving one with no adequate words to utter.

Christina turned on her side, her head propped on her elbow to look at me. The look of extreme lust had disappeared; the slightly austere dominant woman was back as she smiled, "Best we take that hot tub dip now."

We settled into the hot tub, sipped wine, kissed and touched and occasionally viewed and commented on the view out over the inlet and the mountains illuminated by moon and starlight.

Dawn was beginning to break as she moved over me and gestured me to sit up on the edge of the hot-tub with her between my legs. I sat there to enjoy the blowjob of a lifetime. She licked and sucked and deep-throated me, swallowed my cum as I exploded in her mouth, and continued to suck my cock until it was flaccid.

I knew that was to be goodnight and goodbye, there would be no breakfast in the penthouse. She walked me to the elevator, kissed me with some passion and said "Goodbye and thank you."

It had been my pleasure.