Just as Claire had said in her phone text to me, the room key was waiting for me at the front desk of the Hilton.
I took the elevator to the eighth floor, a twenty-something blonde woman wearing a robe rode with me but got off on the pool level. I wondered if she could pick up the scent of my pussy. I was that turned on in anticipation of spending a night with Claire, the hot teen girl I had fucked in a restaurant washroom.
The room was dimly lit. I could see little except the outline of Claire’s nineteen-year-old frame. The first thing I noticed about Claire was her eyes. The instant our eyes met at the restaurant I saw her fiery desire, her curiosity, and that unmistakable fuck-me look. Claire’s eyes, while being a window to her soul, also spoke of her heart’s desire. Now her eyes were in shadow and I felt I would die if I didn’t look into them soon.
A second later, Claire stood in front of me. Ever since the wild magical love-making in that washroom I had desired and hungered for this moment. Now Claire was mine.
In the half-light, I could see that Claire was wearing a satin chemise that clung to her youthful, slender figure.
I let my mind and my lust lean back observing how the light landed on her face her breasts and her thighs below her chemise. Claire, even in the partial darkness, was radiant.
Claire’s smooth, silken blonde hair lay over her shoulders. I wanted to reach out and stroke it in the moonlight yet I held back.
She gave me a bright smile, yet neither of us had said a word. I gazed into her eyes with wanton abandon.
I stepped closer to her, both of my hands now caressing her ass, her hips. I decided to become a bit bolder and let my left hand travel around to her belly, up to her breasts. I could feel Claire’s breathing becoming shallower, quicker, despite her attempts to keep some composure.
I could see her face was flushed from her desire. I started towards her, hesitating for a moment to make sure this would be okay. She smiled, and I leaned in and kissed her gently on her lips, wrapping my arms around her at the same time. She kissed me back with more insistence, letting her tongue split my lips.
I pulled away, grabbed her hand, and led her to the bed. I watched her slip out of the chemise for me, slowly and seductively. I watched her tease me as she took her time, letting it fall to the floor. I shuddered as I noticed her sheer pink panties were soaked with her juices. Finally, she came to me, her beautiful young body all for me right now. She leaned in for a kiss, taking off my blouse and skirt. I wore neither a bra nor panties. Claire pushed me onto the bed.
She lay down next to me, her hand trailing over my stomach down towards my throbbing clit as her tongue danced across my nipple. I moaned, arching my back to encourage her fingertips to my clit and further.
“Oh God, Claire, please,” I whispered, “I want to feel your lips on mine, your fingers deep inside of me.”
As she inched up towards my face, her lips kissed my shoulder, and my neck, until she reached my mouth. Her fingers found my soaked slit and her middle fingers entered my wet cunt easily. I rocked against her hand and kissed her deeply as she fucked me with two, then three fingers.
It had been a week since we had made each other cum hard in that restaurant washroom and I felt my orgasm build quickly as she continued pounding her fingers into my cunt.
Claire sensed that I was close, and brought her thumb to play with my swollen, throbbing clit. At this I cried out, unable to contain myself any longer.
I rolled my hips onto her hand lifting my ass from the bed several times as my cum ran down my legs and down Claire’s talented hand. She kept her fingers inside me, gently massaging the walls of my pussy until my orgasm was complete.
I collapsed back on the bed and shuddered as she withdrew her fingers. She brought them to her mouth, but before she could lick them, I sat up and grabbed her arm. I wanted to lick her fingers clean with her, our tongues tangling together.
I pulled Claire to her knees, grabbed her hips, and stripped her panties off. I sighed, “Come here you sexy little bitch.” I guided her legs apart, lifted one over my chest so that she was seated on top of me, her pussy right in front of me. She was so wet! I could see trails of her juices trailing down her thighs. I licked at each wet trail, reminded of the sweetness of her cunt, as I teased my way to her pussy.
I asked her to move a little closer and she eagerly complied. I let my tongue circle her lips as my nose bumped against her clit and my hands reached up to grab her breasts. Her hard eraser-size nipples stiffened even more the second my fingers found them and I pinched harshly.
“Please, please eat my cunt now! I can’t take anymore,“ Claire whimpered.
I thought I’d hardly touched her for more than a few moments, but who was I to deny this lovely creature? We had both been imagining this for a week and were so excited, especially after what she gave me just minutes ago.
I thrust my tongue deep into her tight cunt, savoring her wetness and her taste! My hands went back to her narrow hips, to keep her close so I could get my tongue into her pussy hole as far as possible. In and out; I heard her moan as I teased her clit before I slipped my tongue back inside of her cunt hole.
Claire kept squirming against me, her ass bouncing on my breasts. I decided to take a chance, and without asking my finger tested her asshole.
If possible, I felt her get even wetter as she nodded and screamed yes. I tapped at her moist anus and she pushed back against me, so wet that my finger slid right in. I fucked her with my tongue, as my finger slipped deep into her asshole. I looked up to see Claire harshly grab her breasts and pull mercilessly on her nipples. I furiously worked to bring her to her orgasm.
Finally, Claire’s slim body spasmed, her ass clenched around my finger as her pussy clenched around my tongue in delicious tightness. I tasted her juices as they ran down my tongue, and down my throat and I drank deeply.
I used my tongue to retrieve every last drop of her sweet cunt juice. With a final shudder, she sat up and climbed off me. I watched her lean down, lick my chin, and then she kissed me deeply so I could taste her and myself, on her tongue.
Claire lay down next to me, cuddled close and I put my arm around her, bringing her head to my shoulder. I closed my eyes and realized I was finally relaxed enough to drift off to sleep. My final thought was of her, and how this was just the beginning of a night of unadulterated lust between this nineteen-year-old nymph and me.