Peter left his lincoln limo with the valet, entered the hotel lobby, and got into the elevator. He knew the room number, as she had called him after she checked in. He got off on the proper floor, and headed for the room. Stopping in front of her door, Peter took a moment to compose himself. He'd never done this before, and frankly, was having second thoughts. Well, actually, more like tenth, fiftieth, or maybe hundredth thoughts. But, you only live once, he told himself, so let's just go for it. Peter reached out to knock on the door.
kelly was sitting on the bed in the nice hotel room. It may not have been the best hotel in aukland, but it was more than sufficient for their needs. She too had never done this sort of thing before. But, they had discussed it for weeks, and had established some pretty stringent ground rules, so she was comfortable with it. Still, when she heard the knock, she was startled for a second. She took a deep breath, then crossed to the door and opened it.
Peter and kelly stared at each other a moment, Peter's brown eyes boring into kelly's soulful brown eyes. "You are so gorgeous," Peter said. kelly blushed, and pulled her blonde hair back, off her face. "And you are my handsome prince," kelly replied back. They exchanged a smile. "So, we okay on this?" Peter asked. "Yeah. Come on in," kelly said.
As he entered the room, Peter heard soft rock playing on the stereo, and noticed a chocolate candle burning. "I poured us some drinks," kelly said. "A vodka for you, and a wine for me." Peter wasn't really interested in a drink right now, but if kelly had gone to the trouble, he didn't want to disappoint her. And, actually, it might help make this day, this very unusual Saturday, go a little smoother.
Putting down his now empty tumbler of vodka, Peter stood up in front of kelly. kelly put down her drink as well. They both knew it was time. Tension filled the air. "I hope you wore your short skirt because I made sure to wear my Boxer Briefs," Peter said, the ice breaking a little as they both smiled. "You'll know soon enough," kelly replied.
Peter slipped off his jacket and began to loosen his tie. kelly stood, and removed the jacket of the nice suit she wore. They both stepped out of their shoes, Peter quickly pushing off his socks as well. Peter began to unbutton his dress shirt, pulling his tie off with his other hand. kelly began unbuttoning her shirt as well. Peter couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful woman undressing in front of him. Look at her, he thought. Does anyone, anywhere, have a more gorgeous chest than kelly? Soon, each had unbuttoned and removed their shirt. He's got a gorgeous chest, kelly thought, strong and covered with black hair. For Peter, he just wanted to see what was underneath kelly's lacy bra. Would she take it off now, or slip off her skirt?
She moved on to the skirt, unzipping its side. Peter loosened his belt, and unzipped his pants. kelly let her skirt fall to the floor, and stepped out of it. She was now down to just that bra and her tiny panties. Peter pushed his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. His cock was partially hard already, pushing against his underwear. kelly glanced down at it, then looked back up. She removed her bra, allowing Peter to finally take in her breasts. Peter didn't want to stare, but they were so lovely. God, he wanted to kiss them, lick them. But then, that would be against the rules...
And finally, each pushed down and stepped out of their last shred of clothing. Peter's cock was fully hard now, pointing directly at kelly, standing just a few feet from him. It fits him perfectly, kelly thought. Not too big, not too small, just right. Peter didn't want to stare at kelly's pussy either, so he took it in with a glance. Gorgeous, he thought, full and neatly trimmed -- just like he expected. Peter reached out a hand toward her. She shook her head no, not taking it. "Just let me hold your hand," Peter said. "We can't," kelly replied. It was so hard for her to say no. kelly wanted so badly to touch him. He's so handsome. And just look at his abs...
"Do you want to lie down?" Peter asked. "Yeah. What about you?" kelly replied. "I want to stand," he said. "So I can see you better." She nodded an okay, then moved to the bed, where she lay down. Peter moved to end of the bed, standing between kelly's feet. They were both a little hesitant now; after all, what they were about to do was, in some ways, even more intimate than actually fucking. Peter ran his hand across his chest. kelly's hand stroked her flank, and then down by her hip. Finally, Peter grasped his hard cock. But he didn't begin to pump it yet - he just held it. kelly slowly parted her legs, her knees rolling outward, the soles of her feet pushing together. Her right hand inched down across her belly, into her pubic hair, and then into her slit. It was already glistening with her juices. Peter began to slowly pump his hard cock, his eyes riveted on kelly's fingers in her pussy.
The middle finger of kelly's right hand continued down her slit to the very bottom, where she gathered some moisture, and then slid it slowly up toward her clit. With her left hand, she gently played with her left nipple. She just rested that middle finger to the side of her clit for a moment, her eyes locked on Peter's cock and the fist that slowly slid up and down it. "Have you ever thought about me when you've done this?" Peter asked. "A lot," kelly replied, now beginning to move that middle finger against her clit. "And what have you imagined?" he asked. Answered kelly: "Kissing you. Touching your cock. Sucking it. Then fucking you. And coming so good when you come in me." "We can do all that. And more," Peter said. "Not now," kelly said. "Maybe someday, but not today." Peter nodded as he continued to stroke himself.
"What about you? You ever think of me while doing this?" kelly asked. "Me? I never jerk off." Peter said. Startled, kelly took her eyes off his cock to look at Peter, then saw the smile on his face. "All the time, baby," he said. "You're my number one fantasy. And I can't believe I'm doing this with you." kelly began to rock her hips slightly. Her breathing became deeper, her finger moved faster, as her clit felt like it had electricity flowing through it. Peter slowed his stroking as his cock began to twitch of its own accord.
"You ever put a finger in?" Peter asked. "Not usually," kelly said in loud whisper. "Just when I'm really, really turned on." And with that, she slid her left hand from her breast, and plunged its middle finger deep inside her pussy. "Oh God," Peter said. "I wanna do that sooo bad." kelly keep her right finger busy on her clit, and slowly swirled her left middle finger in her hole. She was so wide open now, so totally exposed to Peter. Her leaned forward for an even closer view, and breathed deeply of her warm scent. Peter had to grasp his cock now to keep from coming.
"Come on, tell me how you'd fuck me," kelly said. "I'd put it in you so nice and slow." Peter said. "Yeah," said kelly breathlessly, her fingers now moving at lightning speed. "I can feel it. I can feel you splitting me open." "Oh yeah," Peter continued, his hand moving slowly as he fought for control. "You are so wet. And so hot. And I slide all the way in, then pull it all the way back out." "That's just how I love it," kelly said, now adding a second finger to the one immersed in her pussy. Her hips continued to buck. "And then I'd just tease you a little," Peter went on. "Just push it in a fraction, then pull it back. Over and over." kelly recreated the effect with her own fingers, just teasing the outer opening of her pussy. "Just like that," Peter said. "You'd make me so crazy," kelly said. "You are making me crazy. Oh God, I am so close." "Let it go," Peter gasped. "I wanna see you come."
"I can feel it," kelly said. "I can feel the head of your cock just inside my pussy. And it's twitching. You wanna come so badly." "I do," Peter said. "So I'd push in a little more. Slowly. You are so wet. You are so hot." "Oh yeah," kelly gasped, a warmth spreading from her clit down through her thighs. "You are in me so deep again. And I'm squeezing on you." Peter was feeling the come mass in his dick now. The tension was spreading from his cock up through his torso, as he said, "But then I start thrusting. All the way in and all the way out. Deep into you, as deep as I can, over and over and over..." Peter pumped his cock with full strokes now, his eyes locked on the action at kelly's pussy. kelly began to let out a series of little grunts, her hips bucking uncontrollably as the finger on her clit went into overdrive, the two in her pussy pistoning in and out. The grunts turned to moans as kelly barreled headlong toward her orgasm, staring at Peter's dick and the hand that stroked it.
And then, as each was within seconds of coming, without a word, and simultaneously, they both looked away from the other's genitals, and into the other's eyes. Peter locked eyes with kelly as he tensed for his final explosion. And kelly looked back into Peter's eyes as she felt herself build to a crescendo. And finally, with a grunt, Peter came, shooting spurt after spurt of come onto the bed. And kelly, with a low moan, exploded in her orgasm as well, her fingers holding in their positions, as waves of pleasure ran through her. Still their eyes remained locked on one another's. And then they both let out long sighs. Followed by warm smiles.
As they were finishing getting dressed, kelly said, "If you're not pressed for time, we could order some room service. They've got fish. And even lobster." "I'd love to stay, but I really need to get home," Peter said. "I, uh, I need to feed my dog." "I understand," kelly replied, appreciating the lie. They smiled at each other again. "Could I kiss you goodbye?" Peter asked. kelly just shook her head "no." "Okay," he said. "Another time." With a last look back, Peter walked out of the hotel room. They had stuck to the ground rules, and had never even touched. So they hadn't done anything wrong. Right...?