XO Erotica

We met at my Hotel.
I have to admit, I was nervous, here I was sitting at a table in the hotel bar with two glasses of wine, one for me, my favorite Chardonnay, and one for her, she had told me she really liked Merlot so I had a glass on the table waiting for her. We had talked a lot via email and a couple of times on the phone and were pretty comfortable with each other but I was still nervous—and I thought perhaps she would be a little also. I could not believe that a young 20 something, beautiful and sexy woman was coming to met me, a 55 year old guy, but she said that she understood that older guys were a lot of fun to be with, so here I was.
I had told her that I would be sitting at a table near the bar and I saw her approaching and stood up, and walked a few steps towards her—we both smiled and I looked at her and she looked at me and then we hugged, just briefly. While she was walking towards me I saw that she was dressed well, sexy, or perhaps the right word is sensuous, because she was not flaunting her sexuality but rather aware of it, and wearing a skirt and a very attractive blouse. She walked with confidence and it was immediately clear to me that her pictures did not d o her justice.

The table I had picked was somewhat out of the way of general traffic but still gave me a vantage point to watch the hallway—and there four chairs at the table. I had chosen the chair that gave me the best view of the hallway and put her glass of wine in front of the chair next to me, rather than across from me, hoping that she would take that seat so we would be closer together—I pulled out the chair for her and she sat down and then I sat down next to her.
We looked at each other and smiled, both being awkward and after what seemed like forever I picked up my glass and offered a toast: To new friends and adventures I said, she smile and said, yes to new friend and new adventures. That seemed to break the ice and we started talking, I asked her about her job and she asked me about mine, we talked about travel, and lots of things and meanwhile I was being enchanted by her eyes—she has wonderful, exciting eyes and they seemed to be dancing in the subdued light of the bar. I asked her if she wanted to get something to eat—an appetizer or something and we looked at the menu and choose a couple of things to share.

I told the waiter what we wanted and that we would both like another glass of wine as well, and he left, and we started back into our conversation.  The wine came first and then a little later the appetizers, by this time we were enjoying talking to each other and eating and drinking. At one point in the conversation she asked me to tell her more about my first experience in Paris—I had already shared some of it with her, and not knowing how much detail to go into I told her more but not exactly in vivid detail—but she asked me very pointed questions and so I found myself answering them very directly as well—I felt comfortable and hoped she did too—I kept looking at her and enjoying the way she looked and her eyes.
As we were both reaching for one of the last pieces of appetizer our hands brushed lightly and I put my hand over hers and slowly stroked it—she turned her hand over and encircled my hand with hers and squeezing it she looked at me and laughed—why are you laughing I asked, and she just looked at me and smiled—and after some urging she said—I was wondering if I was making you hard? It was my turn to laugh and I said—why don’t you find out? And with that she put her hand in my lap and said—yep, that is what I thought—and I said—I want to make you wet and get your nipples hard—I held my breath to see what happened next—but she said “here” and I laughed and said, no and I do have some wine in my room—I paid the bill and we left—as we got into the elevator we were alone and I leaned towards here and gave her a kiss—anticipating  what would happen in my room.

I liked the Marriott Hotel better but I had chosen the Embassy Suites on purpose because when you walk in the room the first thing you see is the living room, not a king-sized bed staring you in the face—I did not want her to come face to face with the bed—and virtually nowhere else to sit. We entered the room and I told her to sit on the couch and I opened a bottle of wine and poured us each a glass. I handed her one and I took the other one and sat on the opposite end of the couch—we talked for a few minutes and then I put my glass down, asked her to put her glass down and then asked her to stand up and come over to me—I stood up and we kissed—gently and not for long—I sat down-and she straddled my legs and remained standing up—now I said—let’s see about getting you wet since I am hard and have been damn near since you walked into the hotel!

My hands moved over her dress up to her waist and then back down again, then I reached under her dress and both my hands moved slowly up her thighs—I want to make you very wet I said so that when I use my tongue on your clit I can taste you. My hands moved to the inside of her thighs and my hand moved over her underwear—and stroked her pussy lips. I  like the way you feel I said, and I want to use my tongue on your clit, I want my fingers in your pussy and my mouth on one of your nipples—while I was saying this a pushed aside the bottom of her panties and moved my fingers so that they were inside her lips—I first moved up just a little until I felt her clit under my finger—then I moved them back down, and found her pussy—I used a finger to play around the edges of it—not entering it yet—but just playing around the edges—and then I moved one of my fingers slowly into her pussy and felt her start to get wet—take off your blouse I said—as my finger moved in and out of her pussy—take off your blouse and your bra…..She did what I asked, moving her hands up and over her head with her blouse, and then reaching behind her and undoing her bra—As I worked my fingers in her pussy and her clit I watched as she her take off her bra and her wonderful breasts spilled out of bra and I came face to face with a wonderful pair breasts—her nipples were hard and I reached my other hand up and took her right breast in my hand and lifted my mouth to her nipple—I took her nipple in my mouth and started to lick it with my tongue and suck on it—she seemed to enjoy it and mean while my fingers were busy in her pussy, and my thumb was playing with her clit—she moaned, and I took my hand out of her pussy and licked it so that I could taste her pussy juices, my mouth was still busy with her right nipple and my left hand now moved up to take her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and I gently twirled her nipple with my fingers.

Reluctantly I took my mouth and hands away from her nipples, pulled her lips to mine and we kissed, I then broke the kiss and starting kissing her neck, licking and kissing my way around her neck, and enjoying the reaction I was getting from her. I then stopped and said “get on your knees, I said, she did, pushing the coffee table back with her butt as she did so. When she was on her knees I picked up both of our wine glasses, handed hers to her and said: Here is to a beautiful and sexy woman and a wonderful evening, we touched glasses and then drank a sip of our wine. I then said to her, undo my pants, I want to feel you lips and tongue on my cock. She hesitated, just for an instance but then used both of her hand to undo my belt, undo my pants and then pull down the zipper. She then reached into my fly to feel my cock under my shorts, and smiled up at me, and then pulled both my pants and my shorts down over my legs exposing my cock and my balls. She looked up at me again and started to circle the tip of my cock with her tongue and then moved it down the shaft and back up again, I was hard but getting harder, and I watched as she put the tip into her mouth, not far, but just enough to really excite me, and her tongue then made some circles around my tip and she moved her mouth down farther, but very slowly, teasing me as she went, one of her hands moved up and cupped my balls and gently squeezed them ,and she began to move on my cock up and down with her mouth, moving deeper with each thrust. I was really enjoying this, I reached down and stroked her hair and them moved one of my hands to her nipple, but then sat back and enjoyed what she was doing, it appeared that she did too.
After a couple of minutes I stopped her, I did not want to cum just yet, and took her hands and guided her upright again, I told her to stand with her legs together and I reached up with both of my hands and pulled her panties down to her ankles where she stepped out of them. I spread her legs so she was straddling me again, and ran both of my hands up her legs, raising her skirt as I did. I was soon looking at her pussy lips, and pulled her forward enough that I could kiss them but I did not penetrate them with my tongue, at this point, instead I kissed her pussy lips, and moved my hands up and down her thighs for a few minutes, and finally, not being able to wait any longer, I moved my tongue past her lips and easily found her clit which I began to circle with my tongue—we stayed this way for a few minutes, her hands on my shoulders for balance, and my tongue licking her softly, and I could feel her heat rising. But this was a pretty awkw ard position and I stopped using my tongue, looked up at her and said, let’s move into the bed room—she shook her head in agreement, stood up, reached for our wind glasses and headed for the door, leaving me the task of taking off my shoes, pants and shorts. As I was moving towards the bedroom door I also took off my shirt, I was always shy about my appearance, especially when I was with a young, very beautiful and sexy woman, but we had come this far and she was, basically nude and I wanted out bodies to touch, I wanted to feel her breasts against me as we kissed and I wanted my hands to explore her soft, smooth skin, and knew that she would enjoy my light touch.
I walked into the bedroom, it was dimly lit, just the way I have left it with a single light in one corner on but nothing else, she stood between the end of the bed and the dresser, holding our drinks and smiling at me as I walked in, I went up to her, to my glass and we both had a drink, I then moved to the bed and turned it down so that the clean, soft sheets would be where we placed out bodies and I got rid of a few of the pillows, dropping them to the floor—but I did keep a few, for comfort, and because, you never know when you might want to have one handy.
I then turned to her, took our drinks and put them down on one of the end tables and moved to hold her and kiss her. We started kissing and as we closed the gap between us I felt her breasts against my chest, and my cock against her skirt, she was a good kisser and we kissed for a while, stopping every once in a while to catch our breath, and for me to kiss and lick her neck and play with her ears a little. As I was kissing her my hands found the clasp to her skirt and with some difficulty I finally got it opened and let it drop around her feet, Then I could feel my cock on her flesh and as our kissing grew more passionate, we stopped and I picked her up and placed her on the bed. She moved over and I moved in beside her, we kissed again and again, my hands exploring her body, moving up and down her back, over her ass cheeks and back up her side and her back, I really enjoyed kissing and stroking her and she was enjoying it as well.
She reached for my cock but I moved her hand—and said—just lay there and enjoy—this is what I want first. I then laid her on her back, kissed her again and then started moving my mouth down her chest, with my hands proceeding  it, I moved my lips between her breasts and licked her gently, moving my hands over her breasts, no touching her nipples but getting close, then I moved my mouth up her left breast and gently licked around her nipple, before I took it in my mouth. One of my hands was caressing her other breast and playing with her nipple while my other hand was moving in a circular pattern over her stomach and sides but stopping before it got too low.
I stayed at her breasts, moving my mouth from one nipple to another and letting my fingers move slowly downwards. I could feel her pussy lips but I did not move my fingers inside just yet, I was enjoying the light touch of my hands on her and she was enjoying it also, I finally did move my fingers inside her lips, found her clit and began to rub it gently, at this point I started moving my head down her stomach kissing her along the way, and moving so that I was between her legs. She spread her legs for me and I sat up for a moment and let both of my hands move up her body. I started just above her knees and move the up her thighs, and then to her inner thighs and my thumbs were pushing against her pussy lips, but again, just playing with them. I took a look at her laying on the bed, smiling up at me and my eyes took in her face, her smile, and her breasts, and upper torso.
Slowly I removed my hands and moved down so that it was obvious where I was going with my head—I lowered myself so that my mouth was just above her pussy lips and then I used my tongue to trace them from the top, lower, and then I opened them with my tongue and found her pussy, sticking my tongue inside her I could feel and taste her juices. I moved my lips and tongue up to her clit and started moving my tongue around it, over it, and varying what I was doing to help get her more excited, which I could tell she was doing. I love using my tongue on a woman, I always have and I enjoy feeling a woman’s lust start raising, her the little noises she makes as she gets closer, and feel her letting me please her.

As I moved my tongue over and around her clit I started to slowly circle her pussy with one of my fingers and then, after a few minutes, I started to penetrate her with it, slowly, but surly moving inside of her. She was enjoying the sensations I could tell and in a while my first finger was joined by another and my tongue continued to work on her clit, sucking on it, licking it a little harder and faster and feeling her body start to move in rhythm with my tongue and fingers. I was really enjoying myself now, because she was really responding to what I was doing to her. It did not take long, I felt her tense, she let out a little yelp and then I could feel her orgasm taking over her body in a few waves, and then I felt her relaxing and enjoying the feeling that has been so intense but which had passed too quickly.

I stopped moving—I felt her clit’s sensitivity and so I stopped and lay there with my head resting on her, and my fingers playing around the entrance to her pussy. She put her hands on my head and touched me, and after a few minutes I started moving down to where my tongue could find her clit again. We had not discussed if she could have multiple orgasm’s but I thought she could and so I wanted her to have another, and I moved my fingers back inside of her, started my tongue moving over her clit—she lifted up her head and I heard her what are you doing? And I answered, just exactly what I want to be doing. It did not take very long for her to reach another climax, this time I stayed with my tongue on her clit and my fingers inside of her pussy, and felt a series of smaller tremors, and then another explosion as she reached her heights.
I laid their quietly for a few minutes and then moved up next to her and took her in my arms, she turned towards me and kissed me, and we held each other for a while—then she reached up and said: I will be right back and disappeared into the bathroom for what seemed like hours. When she returned she sat on the edge of the bed and reached for our drinks, handing me mine—that was wonderful she said—you are really full of surprises. To which I replied, yes and the evening is still young!