As they reached the door, Damien paused, laughing. “This is totally crazy, you do realize that don’t you?”
“Well,” she answered, giggling delightedly. “You didn’t think I was totally sane, did you?” Laughing, she opened the door, peered out both ways, and pulled him unresisting into the hallway…
Damien's heart leaped into his chest as he heard the heavy hotel door snick shut behind them. Wandering through a strange hotel in the wee hours of the morning, butt naked, was NOT where he had envisioned he would be when he set out on this date! The sight of Rebecca's bouncing butt leading him on only heightened the level of excitement he was feeling. Her hand was cool in his, and she led the way without hesitating. She glanced back at him and laughed out loud when she saw the expression on his face.
"Shhhhh!" Damien hissed. "You're gonna wake someone up!"
"You should see yourself right now," she retorted. "You look like... gosh. Like you're gonna freak out or something. It's funny!" She paused, and drew him in for a kiss. Just a quick peck on the lips between two naked people that happen to be standing in the middle of the hallway of a high-rise hotel. The quick peck stretched on, as Damien grabbed the back of Rebecca's head. He thrust his tongue into her mouth for a long kiss. He felt like she was holding onto a small piece of his soul. After a minute, they both pulled away, panting. Rebecca looked deeply into Damien's eyes - he was treating her like nobody ever had, and she liked it, but it confused her a little bit, too. Being so new to these feelings, she wasn't sure what to expect sometimes.
They looked around, remembered where they were, and they both giggled. She took his hand again, and pulled him on down the hallway toward a small alcove right in the middle of the building. Rebecca went in first as they entered the brightly-lit vending area, and she let go of Damien's hand so she could open her purse. "What would you like, my dear?" she asked coyly. He stepped up close behind her. Instinctively, his arms went around her, and his head dropped down beside hers. He closed his eyes as he breathed in the sweet scent of her hair. He couldn't help himself - he began to nuzzle the side of her neck as she fed a few dollars into the drink machine. Her hair and her perfume both joined in with the taste of her perspiration to make her irresistible to him. He kissed her softly, and licked her neck. He took her earlobe in his mouth, biting it softly. He felt his penis responding, swelling to nudge at the cleft between her round, firm buttocks. His hands drifted down to cup her round breasts, caressing them. He found her small nipples and pinched them, teasing them to hardness.
"Hey, no fair..." Rebecca sighed. "We're just supposed to... ummmm.... be... getting drinks..."
"Just pick something," Damien sighed. "I like what I'm drinking now." He continued sucking Rebecca's neck, lapping up her perspiration. She spun around, attacking his mouth with glee. They kissed like only brand-new lovers do, their tongues entwined. As they pulled apart, she took his bottom lip in her teeth, pulling gently. Her mouth went on safari; she kissed and licked, slowly working her way toward his cock. Heedless of the fact that they were fully in view of anyone that happened by, she dropped to her knees. Cupping his butt in her hands she pulled him close, taking just his head into her mouth. The heat and velvety texture of her mouth made him groan deep in his throat as she sucked softly. It always amazed Rebecca as she felt a nice cock go from soft to hard. She loved the feeling of it in her mouth as it swelled, and lengthened. Knowing exactly how it felt to Damien only served to make it more exciting to her. She loved knowing that she could so easily arouse the same feelings of lust in him that she felt inside. As his cock grew to it's full size, she sucked and stroked it lovingly. Neither one of them heard the pronounced "ding" echoing down the hall, nor did they hear the soft "whoosh" of the elevator doors opening and closing. Muffled footsteps padded toward them.
Hank and Ada Spencer had just come from a nice dinner, made all the more relaxing by finishing off the bottle of Bordeaux Hank had chosen to complement their meal. They stepped off the elevator and ambled slowly toward their room, each wrapped up in their own thoughts. Hank was wondering whether or not he had completely missed the game on television, and Ada was trying to decide if she should go ahead and book time with that "personal trainer" her friend Nona had told her about. After all, she and Hank were both in their fifties, and time was quite literally flying by. "Carpe Diem," she sighed silently, convincing herself to give the man a try. After all, it wasn't like Hank was interested in that sort of thing from her any longer. She glanced over as they passed a brightly-lit opening in the wall. What she saw inside made her gasp in amazement. It was a man, a completely naked man, buying a drink from the vending machine! She paused, reflexively pulling on Hank's hand as she did. She had just noticed that the naked man had a nice butt, when she noticed...
"Oh my God!" she thought. "There are a woman's hands grabbing that butt... She's giving him a blowjob, right here in the hotel hallway!"
Hank paused, looking back when he felt her soft tug. He followed her gaze, squinting as he peered into the brightness of the vending area. When he realized what was going on, he whispered, "Shit, Babe. I never knew they sold THOSE in there..." He felt his cock stirring as Ada gripped his arm tighter. Ada's mouth felt dry, and her heart beat faster. She felt her nipples harden in her Eighteen Hour bra, and moisture begin to gather in her loins.
Ada whispered back, "I'll give you one of those for free, Hank, but you damn well better put it to good use before you're done!"
Rebecca heard a strange noise over the hum of the vending machine. It seemed to be coming from behind Damien. She paused in mid-stroke, keeping the head of his hard cock in her mouth, but turning her head slightly to peer around behind him. Her eyes widened, and she let go of Damien's stiff penis with a soft "pop" as she saw a slightly portly couple standing in the hall, looking at them with their mouths agape. Damien felt the cold air chill the wetness on his dick and opened his eyes curiously. He looked down at Rebecca, and when he saw where her attention was focused, he turned slightly, glancing back over his shoulder.
"Oh... Uh... Hello," Damien uttered.
"Hi..." Ada Spencer mewled back. Hank just waved. Not a hearty how you doing? wave but a small perfunctory motion. Like a prom queen given over to an unexpected bout of motion sickness.
"Umm... Nice night, isn't it?" Damien queried.
Ada's gaze roved from Damien's round ass, to Rebecca's eyes, and then to the hard, sexy cock Rebecca was still stroking gently. Ada took hold of Hank's arm and pulled him away fiercely. "C'mon, Hank!" Ada thundered. "You've got work to do!" Hank allowed himself to be pulled up the hallway, his eyes still staring and his mouth still agog. The last thing he saw before Ada pulled him around the corner was Rebecca giggling as she buried her face against Damien's hip.
Damien put his hand under her chin, lifting her head so she was looking at him. "We'd better go before the cops come," he said laughingly. She slowly stood, maintaining her grip on his turgid cock. She reached up and gave him a quick peck on the lips before they both turned and started back toward their room.
Halfway there, Rebecca stopped. "Oh, shit!" she exclaimed. She turned and ran back toward the drink machine. Damien was both confused and highly entertained as he watched her muscular buttocks bouncing back and forth as she ran. He heard a loud thump , followed by Rebecca muttering "C'mon, c'mon!" and then a muffled kerchunk . Rebecca jogged back into sight, her boobs bouncing in an even more entertaining (and stimulating) fashion. She had a large Coke in one hand, her room key in the other, and a tasty-looking erection leading the way. She ran right past Damien, shouting, "Let's go!" Both giggling, they ran back to her room only pausing while she ran the card through the slot to get in.
They ran into the room and both collapsed on the bed, laughing out loud. When the paroxysms of laughter had dwindled down to chuckles, Rebecca sat up and twisted off the cap on her Coke, drinking deeply. "Hey..." Damien said, pretending outrage.
"Oh, I'm sorry, dear," she responded. "Did you want one of these? I know where you can get one..." She giggled loudly.
"Well, can I at least get a taste of yours?" he temporized.
"It's the least I can do, dahhhling..." she purred. She leaned down, kissing him fully on his lips. Her tongue, cold from the drink, teased his mouth and tongue unmercifully. She passed the icy drink into his waiting hands, its cap discarded and lost. She began to savor his warmth, kissing his neck and upper chest. Her lips warmed rapidly as she pressed them against his hot flesh, licking, and sucking and occasionally nipping him with her teeth. He drank, but the cold Coke seemed like only an echo of the taste he had just savored from Rebecca's mouth. When Rebecca's lips reached his manhood; he gasped at the sensation. She was enjoying herself, toying with him. She put just the head into her mouth, holding it there and sucking on it gently. Then she slowly sucked harder, drawing more and more of his length inside her. Just before she reached the point where no more would fit in her mouth, she backed off, again playing with just the head. She licked it like a lollipop, never giving him the complete sensation of sex, but causing him to tingle outrageously. Damien wanted to take her head in his hands and guide her, but he still held that damn drink! He rolled toward the nearest nightstand, reaching out as far as he could and placing the bottle down. Rebecca seized this opportunity to crawl on top of his back, purring in his ear, "Mmmm... You DO know just what a girl wants..."
Rebecca's soft breasts pressed against Damien's back, as her stiff cock nested in the cleft between his cheeks. She licked his earlobe, nibbling on it softly. Damien began to appreciate what a talented mouth she had, as she kissed and licked down his back. He stirred as she reached the top of his ass, so she pressed down on his shoulders. "Shhhh..." she murmured. "Be still, baby. Let me make you feel good." She continued teasing him as she licked down his ass slowly. He made a frustrated noise, half moan and half growl, as she slowly licked down his crack. Biting his cheek softly, she reached a dainty hand underneath him. He raised his hips up, feeling her take hold of his cock. She stroked his length slowly as best she could with her hand trapped underneath him, while she continued to tease his butt with her biting and licking. She hadn't yet reached her ultimate goal - his tight asshole.
"Mmmm..." she moaned. "Get up a little bit, baby. I want to feel all that hard cock..." Urging him on with words and gestures, she directed him onto his knees, with his head still laying on a pillow. "Oh, yeah, baby..." she crooned. "I love this hard cock..." As she slowly massaged it, she laved his dangling balls with her hot tongue. Damien's mind was abuzz with sensations. Her mouth on his sack felt so good, he could hardly keep straight where his cock ended and his balls began.