Chapter 105: POUNDING A HOT STRANGER 003 / HOTEL GYM SEDUCTION001

“Then bring your cock up here,” she said. “I want to clean your cock of my ass juices before you cum on my face.”

With Mason’s dirty talking turning me on even more, I quickly yanked my cock from her asshole and scrambled up the couch, straddling her body while I climbed to my feet on the couch.

Tightly gripping the back of the couch for support, I guided my cock into Mason’s open mouth and began to pump my hips forward and back, slamming my cock into her mouth while she groaned and gagged and choked beneath me.

I was somehow still able to hold off cumming for the time being, and thought I might even be able to continue doing so for a little while, but that thought was quickly squashed as Mason ran one of her hands between my legs.

Bypassing my sack, which I figured was her destination, she kept going until one of her fingers was between my ass cheeks, and then was rubbing my asshole.

I cursed under my breath and let out a low, animalistic groan, but was still able to keep myself from cumming, at least until the tip of her finger entered my asshole.

Once that happened, it was all over.

A deep, gasping breath, followed by a series of curses and then my entire body was shivering from head toe as the biggest orgasm I’d ever experienced racked my body.

Mason popped my cock out of her mouth as I started to cum but continued jerking me off, taking blast after blast of my seed onto her face, until it was covered in white. Her finger remained in my asshole until I was finished, after which she gently pulled it out then stuck it into her mouth.

Watching her suck my ass juices off her finger with a face full of cum was a treat, it was so dirty and nasty and filthy and awesome that I just shook my head and laughed under my breath.

“I take it you liked that?” she said after popping her finger out of her mouth.

“Yeah, you could say that,” I muttered, still smiling, as I flopped down onto the couch next to her.

“Was it everything you were hoping it would be?” she asked, turning to look at me. She was smiling as though she had enjoyed herself.

“That and more,” I said.

“That’s good to her,” Mason said. “I always like it when people leave satisfied.”

“Well I certainly am,” I said. “And what about you?”

“What about me?”

“Were you satisfied?” I asked.

“Absolutely,” she said.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m positive,” Mason said. “Why?”

“I just feel bad that I didn’t last longer,” I said.

“Don’t worry about how long you lasted,” she said. “You made me cum three times, which is more than I was expecting.”

“Really?”

“Hell yes,” she said. And while I didn’t necessarily believe her, she was a good enough actress that I came away not feeling too guilty.

“Well okay then,” I said.

“And besides, now you have something to shoot for next time we get together.”

Now that made me happy. An invitation back was more than I could have hoped for.

“Unless, of course, you don’t want to see me again,” Mason said, looking at me with a fake pout.

“I’ll have to think about it,” I said, playing along. But I couldn’t fake it for more than a few seconds and I broke out in a wide smile. “Nah, just kidding,” I said. “I’d love to get together again. Sooner rather than later.”

“Then it’s a date,” Mason said. “And next time we can actually get a little freaky instead of playing it safe.”

“Sounds good,” I said, thinking all the while: If what we just did was safe, what the hell was freaky going to look like?

I had no idea. But I knew one thing: I couldn’t wait to find out.

The End.

Book Title: HOTEL GYM SEDUCTION

Seducing men isn’t an art form, it’s a matter of simple numbers. Ask enough men if they want to fuck and eventually you’ll find one that will. Usually within a couple of minutes. Especially if you look like Brooke. 5’10, 135 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, toned body, a great rack, tight ass, long legs; she’s every man’s dream. She rarely get denied, and when she does, it’s no big deal, she just moves on to the next one.

Now, most people think seducing random guys is dangerous. But it’s anything but. Because Brooke does it the right way. The smart way. No seducing men at a bar, where they’re drunk and dangerous and you have to go home with them. Or at some party where anything can happen. No chance. It’s all about picking the right situation, one where you’re more likely to find a certain kind of man, one that you can trust (relatively speaking) and where help it not far away at all.

Brooke likes hotels. Especially the nicer ones near the airport. Businessmen, usually, with a little bit of a money and a job. Plus a family, which is always a plus, especially considering how most men treat matrimony these days. Most of the time she does her dirty work in the hotel gym. It’s good for a few reasons.

First of all, she gets to show off her body without making it look like she’s doing it on purpose. Shorts and a t-shirt or sometimes just a training bra are a great way to display her assets while also revealing plenty of skin. Plus the men usually aren’t wearing much either, which means they can’t hide anything. The running shorts they usually wear, with the thin material and high cuts make it pretty easy to see what they have going on down below.

Another benefit to the gym is its inherent solitude. A person is usually there by themselves, making it easier to talk without being in danger of getting yourself in trouble because of witnesses. In fact, Brooke will often wait until the later hours of the night to make her move, when one man is in the gym all by himself. Not only does it make the man feel special, but the lack of other people cuts down significantly on the embarrassment factor.

One final added benefit is a simple one; only a certain kind of man goes to the gym. Usually younger, or at least in decent shape, and they usually don’t hate themselves, otherwise they wouldn’t bother making themselves better. Which is always a bonus.

As for the hotel itself, its advantages are pretty obvious. Namely, a room nearby, most likely empty except for the one person staying in it. Private but not too private; a room all to yourself but lots of people in close range, which usually keeps things from getting out of hand. Clean, a bed, a shower, all that good stuff. Plus the transitory nature of hotels is a big plus, especially the near a major airport. Not much danger of getting into an awkward situation down the road, for Brooke or for the man, which is always a big factor in these things.