I was quite new to these places—in the past, the only places to have sex were the cheap women in the back streets.
It’s a wonder I never caught anything or went at it like animals inside my ex-girlfriend’s small bedroom as her wooden bed loudly creaked, filling the house with noise before her dad came home to find us.
Elizabeth chose a room while I swiped my phone, not even looking at the cost of looks as she grasped my hand tight, pulling me into the small elevator.
I was still tipsy by now, but the scent of her body and heat as she began to wrap her arms around my neck awoke my mind slightly.
“Mmmmhn… your body is so hard. Do you go to the gym daily? Oh… what a big little friend you have in your crotch~” Liz whistled, her warm breath smelling like bourbon and cigarettes as her right hand reached into my pants.
The slight scraping of her red nails as she grasped my cock in the lift before looking up at me with her dreamy eyes, opening her mouth slightly before she suddenly kissed me.
Her warm, slimy tongue was like a snake’s as it shot out, aggressively delving inside my mouth, our saliva mixing as her lips latched on. 𝗈𝑣𝗅xt.𝚌𝞸𝓂
I hadn’t kissed in so long that the mere feeling of her sucking on my tongue and lips caused my cock to pulsate in her soft hands as they started to slide down me, her hands struggling to jerk me off inside my pants.
Her breath was quite rapid as her tongue slid along my gums with its squishy sensation, tickling me before she abruptly let go and took a step back as we approached our destination, her wet lips smacking as she sucked up the last bits of our mixed saliva, with a seductive look in her eyes.
She had been friendly earlier… now it was even more so, as she pressed her tits against my arm, pushing my body to the exit while I could feel my cock pushing against my new Arvani pants and boxers, my sticky precum staining them.
After stepping out of the elevator, we quickly moved to the hotel room—thankfully.
It was the only one on this floor and seemed to be a penthouse—her lips kissed my neck and cheeks once more before she opened the door and guided me inside.
The lights were dimly lit, with a large four-poster bed in the middle and an L-shaped couch facing the giant window showing the busy street outside—the thick curtains obscured my view.
As if on cue, she brought me to the couch, her tongue sliding along her red lips, before she placed her hand on my crotch and unzipped my fly, then pulled down my pants.
Slowly going down to a squat, her huge tits pressed against my shins, her fingers hooking my boxers and slipping them down to reveal my throbbing member, staring up at me.
“Liz?” I asked, wondering why she stared at my face with such a delighted look.
“Of course… your dick is just the type I like.”
“Bigger than the usual guys who come here for girls,” She murmured, reaching forward and grasping my cock, pulling gently to bring me to a full mast, making sure my tip pointed straight into the air.
My cock pulsated slightly as I felt her cool palms grasp around it, slowly warming as she moved her wrists, her thumb flicking over my urethra as her other hand reached towards my balls, lightly massaging them before she stood up, walking towards the bed as I sat there, watching her, with my cock still hard and leaking precum.
I thought she was going to get on the bed and strip down.
However, she leaned over it, her huge ass peaking from the top of her jeans as she began to unbutton them slowly, sliding it down to reveal her tanned ass, the tattoo on her didn’t matter, as my eyes were fixated on her buttocks that slipped from her jeans.
The sexy black g-string slid up her crotch with a dark stain underneath.
“How do you like my ass?” Elizabeth asked, turning around to give me a view of her thong’s fabric stretching over her crack before she turned around and faced me with a flirtatious smile.
Her hands grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and lifted it before tossing it to the side of the room her huge tits flopping down with her light pink nipples dancing in the air as they bounce.
Her round, supple buttocks were just as I had imagined, and I felt my cock twitch as I grasped it in my palm, moving my hand up and down, enjoying the sensation as I stared at her perfect figure.
I hadn’t had sex in so long. And just as I was about to go to her, she shook her head and waved her finger at me, walking over to a large table with a bowl of ice and a few bottles of whiskey and vodka.
“I’ll give you a nice blowjob; just let’s have a drink first~ yea? I haven’t had such a huge cock or a man as handsome as you before..” She said with her dusty voice, while her fat ass swayed towards the wooden cabinet, the clang of her placing ice in the drinks.
While her spare hand teased me, pulling apart her asscheeks to show her sticky slit and asshole before slapping her ass with a slight moan.
“Mmmm… let’s have some whiskey, wow… your cock is thick at the top and base… those glans… fuck, you should be a pornstar…” Elizabeth said.
Her seductive lips sipped one of the glasses of whiskey before she put them down; swilling it in her mouth, she suddenly kissed me, and her tongue entered my mouth—the taste of the alcohol made my throat hot.
“I can taste it,” I murmured, licking my lips as she grasped my cock and jerked it lightly.
“Ahhh… I’m so fucking horny…” Liz laughed, letting go of my dick before kneeling between my thighs, my huge cock longer than her face slapping her beautiful cheeks.
As I felt my lust start to take over my body… I wanted to fuck her face, to fill her fat, squishy asshole with my sperm…
I needed to fuck her…
Suddenly feeling a tightening in my balls as she grasped my cock once more, looking at me as if she knew what I wanted, as she opened her mouth wide, and her tongue reached forward, touching my tip with a warm sensation.
“Oh fuck… it’s so—Mnnnpgh!?”
Her pretty voice turned into a pained groan as my hand pressed her head to the base, her snorting nose as saliva and goo began to bubble from it was erotic, her throat felt amazing as it clamped down on my cock, her eyes filled with tears as she looked up at me with a pained yet aroused look.
She placed both hands on my thigh before her slimy tongue, like a slug, began to slither along my cock, her lips scooping around the base to slurp up the vomited saliva and drool that spurted from her lips when she gagged and snorted.
