She missed Michael and was looking forward to their reunion. She arrived at his hotel around six, coming into his room looking like a very well turned out woman in her mid to late thirties. There was no time wasted in renewing their ultra lascivious relationship. Michael did not disappoint her, he never had. Several hours later she was sprawled on the bed exhausted, hair askew, mascara running down her face, semen dribbling from each of her orifices; she was fully satisfied, in every way possible.
After their intimacy was sated and he had retrieved drinks for them, he explained about Kelli. Bella completely understood and looked forward to playing her part in introducing her to the joy of fem-fem amour. She was on for Tuesday night, around six for dinner and fun.
It was time for her to get some sleep so she reluctantly showered and left. Michael called room service for replacement towels. He removed the soaked bath towels from the bed and piled them in the bathroom. Fresh ones arrived shortly, the maid smiling as she picked up the used pile. She brought the normal two plus several more fresh ones from her cart. “Just in case you should happen to need them sir,” she said, smiling to herself as she left.
He met Darius for lunch Monday and explained about Kelli. She needed to experience the ultimate BBC encounter. He was more than willing to play his role. He was on for Thursday night to introduce Kelli to a whole new world. He would arrive at the hotel around seven and call Michael’s cell to see if he was ready for him yet.
Late Monday afternoon Kelli arrived in town. The conference was set to start on Tuesday. She called Michael on his cell after she was settled in her hotel.
“Hey Kel, where are you?” he asked.
“Just got to my hotel and mostly unpacked. You up for company? Going to buy me dinner?”
“Smart ass! Get your tush over here, wearing as little as possible. I am in 1215, a suite on the top floor.”
“Okay lover. Be there as soon as my GPS can find it. See ya soon!”
She put on an old, short, frayed pair of shorts and a crop top, her nipples delectably poking dimples in the fabric. Arriving at her car, she put the address in the GPS and took off. Twenty minutes later she was there and on her way up to the twelfth floor. He had the usual martinis waiting along with some cheeses and various choices of crackers.
At her knock, he opened the door. “I see you took me at my word. I love the outfit! Your nips are showing just the right amount to say ’Don’t you just wish you could suck these’. Maybe we can get you a custom tee shirt like that,” he laughingly said.
She stood just inside the door after he had closed it, with her hands under her boobs, bouncing them up and down. “Look tasty?”
He grabbed for her and she deftly side-stepped him, saying, “Now now, Kel-Kel needs a drink! Oh martinis, great!” She headed for the side board where they,resided; he was right behind her. He poured them both a drink and she took an amazingly large gulp of hers.
“Oh I needed that! It is so good to be here with you. Bill thinks I am a wonderful sales rep. All because of you, thank you very much. He even kind of hinted at promotion.”
She gave him a quick kiss and then went to explore the suite. Her mood was obviously ecstatic and exhilarated, so he let her check out the bathrooms, the bedroom and the two balconies, chattering as she roamed.
“Quite the place! As usual, you have style, Michael. Where are you going to fuck me first? So many choices. I’ll confirm what you probably strongly suspect, my crotch is soaking wet and needful. I can’t believe I have a whole week here with you. I hope you have some depraved, perverted, fantastically exotic things arranged for us and for me!”
She plopped down on the sofa, feet up on the coffee table. “Okay, I’m done. Come sit with me. Bring the martinis and some good cheese, oh and bring some napkins.”
He did as she asked, putting everything on the coffee table and then sitting down on her right, hips touching. He took her glass and put it on the table. Then leaned into her, his right hand going to her left boob and nipple, his mouth enveloping her’s, tongues intertwining. Her arms went around him as she commenced a long, quiet, passionate sighing. She rolled against him, pushing him back against the couch and straddling him.
Now both his hands were on her nipples, rubbing and squeezing, her sighing became louder as she continued the intense kiss. Finally they broke the kiss. She stood up and, in a few seconds, was nude.
“Get your clothes off. I feel your hardness and I want to sit on you and just feel that cock in me, my muscles squeezing it as you hold me.”
He loved her passion. It was what he was looking for. He quickly stood and, in short time, was also nude and sitting back down, his organ throbbing straight up in front of him. She was over him, slowly guiding him into her, going up and down to coat him with her slippery nectar.
Ultimately she had him all. Putting her arms around his neck and laying her head on his shoulder with closed eyes, she pressed her chest to his. She began a rhythmic cadence of contracting and relaxing her vaginal muscles plus manipulating her clit against him. He tried to get to her nips but they were tightly compressed against his chest.
She whispered to him, “Just close your eyes, relax and hold me. We are both going to cum, probably me first from my clit movement, but just my muscles will make you cum. Do not try to hold it off, go with the flow our bodies dictate. After dinner you can have your way with me in anyway you desire.”
He was not used to the woman dictating how to act but he could not resist her offer. He relaxed and let her take charge. Soon her breathing became more rapid, her muscle contractions even stronger.
In a low voice she said, “Yes, yes. I am cumming. God that was great!” she said as some fluid poured out of her and down his balls. “Please just stay relaxed and go with us.”
Time was lost. It could have been just a few minutes or much longer but he felt his orgasm coming on. He did his best to stay relaxed but he at least had to strengthen his grip on her. She never changed her muscle tempo as he came, shooting a huge load right against her cervix.
Because he so stretched and filled her pussy, part of his spore began to immediately run out of her. She grabbed a napkin and lifted up, holding it under her. Before making a dash for the bathroom, she licked some of it’s contents.
“Mmmm, can’t wait for the full copiousness, hopefully soon,” she said, quickly heading for the bathroom and returning in a short time, looking very satisfied.
Sitting back on the couch, she said, “That was absolutely wonderful! Let’s have dinner and, after some digestive time, I will make good on my promise, whatever you want.”
They both ordered filet mignon, rare, and a red wine of his choosing. They sat afterwards, still naked, talking about all kinds of things: their lives, the world, movies they had seen, until they both felt ready for a second round of wanton sex.
Michael asked her if she would like to retire to the bedroom. Kelli was ready; she lead the way. She loved his proven oral skills so she quickly vaulted onto the bed, turning on her back, legs spread wide.
“I guess I know what you want,” he enthusiastically said.
“You know it. You’re the best I have ever had down there! Go to town on me, Baby.”
He was happy to because he loved her taste and sexual response. Besides he knew it would all contribute to what he had planned for not too much later. He did go to town on her and had her screaming in orgasms in only a few minutes. He kept it up 'til she said her clit could not take anymore.
He rose from his position, grabbed her hips, flipped her over and pulled her up on her hands and knees. She was soaked and succulent from his attention. He began slapping her ass. Right, left, right, left, harder and harder. She pushed back to him, a good sign.
“Yes, slap me, beat that ass, I need it. Oh, fuck!”
“Do you know what you are?”
“Yes, I am a slut!”
“Who's slut?”
“I am your slut, your trampy slutty wench to use and abuse! Beat my ass! Fuck me with that huge cock!
After turning her red but not really hurting her, he rubbed all sides of his cock up and down her slit, coating it with her silky secretions. He had a bottle of Astroglide nearby in case he needed it later.
He advanced his cock into her, slowly at first, but quicker as he saw she was taking it with ease. He started his own rhythmic pumping of her pussy. She reacted by pushing back against him, obviously wanting it faster and harder.
He kept up his pace and reached for the Astroglide. He coated her ass and his left thumb, which he inserted into her beautiful bottom. She pushed back even harder as he moved his thumb in and out, flexing the joint to rub inside her. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back.
“You know what is coming soon don’t you?”
“Yes! I know. Your slut wants it. It has been so long. Fuck me rougher, faster! Knead my ass. I love it! Ohhhh, Fuck, Yes! God, cumming again!”
He kept up his pace 'til he thought she was more than ready. He slowly withdrew his thumb, getting a mild protest from her. Only a few seconds later he instantly withdrew his cock and plunged it deep into her ass.
“Oh, god, yes!” she screamed. “Oh my fucking ass. Do it. Fuck it. Do me deep. Fuck me, just fuck me.”
He reached under her for her clit. Only a few minutes of stimulation and, “Yes, Oh yes. God, my ass. I love it! Deeper!”
It started with her thighs and then soon her whole body started trembling and shuddering. A shriek he had never heard before emanated from her like she was possessed. He began to blast another load into her as she collapsed to the bed. He followed her down, his cock still throbbing with the pulsing expulsion of his seed into her ass.
They were both drained. Breathless and hearts hammering, they gradually recovered. He rolled off her. She screeched as his cock came out of her ass.
“God, it’s been a long time. That was wonderful! I am so happy we found each other. I need this and you. Not that I don’t love Tom but this is different. You fill an empty spot. A round peg in a round hole.”
She went on, saying, “I know I am your slut, but you are my wicked, crafty, depraved and shameless Lothario. You have all week to use and exploit me. Aside from my responsibilities, I am yours.”
He laughed, saying, “And I intend to make the most of you every day, my little, beautiful slut. Let’s take a shower. I would love to wash you, making sure your pussy is very clean. Then I have something for you to try on and wear this week.”
“Oh! I want you to wash me all over, especially down there, and I want to wash you, especially your cock. I can’t wait to see my present. What is it?”
“After we get clean you will find out. Let’s go,” he said, whacking her ass.
They had fun washing each other. It was not a quick shower. Certain body parts were very thoroughly bathed. He was amazed at how she always seemed to be ready, with plenty of slippery succulent viscous nectar. So much that first in went one finger, quickly followed by another, slipping in and out of her, bringing her to yet another climax. After she came, he had to wash her again, much to her pleasure. They finally ended their shower fun and dried off but staying in the buff.
After they went back to the living area and poured one last martini, he produced a red box, wrapped in red, lacy ribbon. He presented it to her, “For the enjoyment of both of us.”
She recognized the expensive brand so she carefully opened it. After folding back the red tissue paper, she found three new bra and thong sets, two black, one red.
“Oh my gosh Michael, they are beautiful! Let me put this one on.”
She slipped it around her, hooked it and adjusted her boobs in the very small cup area.
“It is so comfortable but the cups end just below my nipples!”
“Exactly the point, pardon the pun, my dear,” he said, grinning hugely. “They form you perfectly and leave room for your nipples to do as they might in any given circumstance. You should not be trying to hide them. Use your God given assets. Be proud that you have them and show them, unabashedly, to the world.”
“They embarrass me sometimes. They can get so big. Guys stare...”
“That is why you use them and act like you are either totally unaware or uncaring if someone looks. Remember my slut, you are mine for the week. You need to wear these. If you do not love them after the week you can throw them away. Interest in you will increase and by extension, interest in your products.”
He told her to put on her tee shirt and go look in the mirror. She did and saw what she expected, two luscious points. She was apprehensive about her new look but he continued talking to her about how wonderful she looked and how she would come to love it. She kept looking in the mirror, turning from side to side a bit, checking herself out as he kept up his sales job. Finally, a smile began to break out on her face.
“You’re right. They look sexy and good. I know I am a slut but now that I am getting used to this look, I realize it does not exactly scream ’slut’, maybe just whispers it a bit. I love your gift! Thank you so much!”
She came back and gave him a long, passionate kiss. The both knew she had to work the convention tomorrow so she forced herself to finish dressing and get going. She told him she would be over as soon as she could get away and that now she was looking forward to wearing her new lingerie.
Tuesday evening rolled around in a flash, it seemed. Michael had slept or lounged in bed 'til noon. Spent part of the afternoon at the conference, seeing Kelli from a distance. She had her new bra on and looked like the coy slut that she was becoming. He was evermore confident that by Friday she would be a full convert. If her husband did not take advantage of the changes that she would exhibit, he and others would.
Back in his suite, he had a full bar service delivered. Appetizers would be there at six. At five forty five, Bella arrived. She had obviously found time to change out of her executive clothes into a semi-sheer blouse with no bra and a mini skirt with a black thong. She looked every bit the delectable woman she was.
He held her by the fingers at arms length and slowly pirouetted her around, heartily complementing her looks. When he went to physically check her out, she let him briefly but stopped his advances.
“We both know why I am here so do not mess up my look.