Deleted Member Posted January 20 I finally arrived at the rustic hotel in Western Colorado late in the afternoon. She sat at the table next to the concierge, clicking her long purple nails and pretending to be angry. Her sunglasses, long luxurious black hair, and faux fur coat in the middle of the July depicted a woman who was not to be toyed with. I glanced over at her. The frown turned into a smile as she ran toward me and we met in an embrace. I kissed the top of her ear, as she kissed my neck. She smelled like Skittles. My legs began to shake. We had been chatting daily for 3 months and now we finally met. After checking in, we went up to our room, which came with a mini bar. We snagged a mini bottle of Jose Cuervo and M&Ms, laid down on the bed and began kissing on the bed. She wasn’t kidding about her candy addiction, because her mouth tasted like Hershey’s Kisses and bubblegum. We started squeezing each other’s penises as our erections grew. Our breath intensified as our tongues continued to to wrestle. Finally, she pulled back, thought for a moment, gently slapped my penis and said, “let’s go eat.” We ate burgers at a dive bar, and sang karaoke which culminated in a duet version of ABBA’s “Fernando.” We were both a little tipsy, but after several makeout sessions in the middle of the street, we stopped to get some goodies from the dispensary. Back at the hotel we fell back onto the bed and engaged in 69. She wasn’t joking. Her cock was huge and she was proud of it. My blow job skills were not the best, so I listened for her moans of pleasure to determine the best spot. She liked it when I licked the sides of her sizable shaft, so I focused on that area and caressed her balls. We met face to face and rubbed our penises together. She smiled and laughed. More candy breath. She must have eaten some Starbursts when I wasn’t looking. She asked me if I was ready. “Ready for what?” I played dumb. “What we talked about,” she replied slightly irked. I told her I was born ready. She laughed and said, “Bullshit.” I laid with my feet on the floor and my back on the bed. She applied the lube to my anus, put on the condom, and raised up my legs. I attempted to slow down my breathing, but to no avail. She told me to tell her when to s***d up or slow down, and if it’s too much. She stuck it in. Feelings of pleasure and *** filtered through my body, as my head released the dopamine. She moaned. I was getting fucked. Not like previous times with guys who tried to hard. She fucked me gently, rough, and in all the right spots. As she came, her gravelly yet feminine voice let out a series of “Oh fucks” and “Oh white Jesuses.” I rested my feet on the floor, and sat up, as she licked my balls while I masturbated. After I came, I flung my back to the bed while she cleaned me off. We spent the rest of the evening eating chocolate, drinking out of the mini fridge, watching cartoons and cuddling. She kissed my nipples as I massaged her neck and back. We had sex two more times with me on top. We watched the sunrise over the mountains while drunk, stoned, and either in love or infatuation. We ate breakfast. I walked her to her car. I told her I’d be back in a month. She spit out her bubble gum, put it in my hand and told me to keep chewing it until I got back to Texas. I did.
Deleted Member Posted January 20 Author Sorry for any grammar mistakes or repetition. I typed it on my phone.
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