みずぎのかっこうをしたおんなと会って色々としてみることにした

Title: “A Hotel Fetish: A Rascal’s Escapade”

Upon arriving at the grand hotel, I couldn’t help but feel a rush of anticipation flowing through my veins. The grand lobby with its golden chandeliers and the soft candlelight casting a cozy ambiance. The welcoming scent of lavender and jasmine enveloped me, setting the mood for the night’s adventures.

As I made my way to the reception counter, I noticed a beautiful woman dressed in a mesmerizing mizu gi outfit that clung to her curves in all the right places. Her long, silky black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her doe-like eyes sparkled with mischief. She seemed to have noticed my lingering gaze, and a slight smile played on her lips.

“Welcome to our humble abode,” she purred, her voice as smooth as honey. “I trust you’ll find your stay most…accommodating.”

I chuckled, feeling a familiar heat rising within me. “Oh, I have a feeling I will,” I replied, my eyes never leaving hers.

The receptionist leaned over the counter, giving me an enticing view of her ample cleavage. “We have a special room prepared just for you, sir. The key card is ready.”

I took the card, our fingers brushing against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. “Lead the way, beautiful.”

She gracefully stepped out from behind the counter and began walking towards the elevators. I followed behind, admiring the way her mizu gi clung to her pert behind. As we waited for the elevator, the tension between us was palpable. I couldn’t resist the urge to reach out and tenderly caress her cheek.

She leaned into my touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. “You’re a naughty one, aren’t you?” she whispered, a playful smirk on her lips.

The elevator doors opened with a ping, and we stepped inside. As the doors closed, I pushed her against the wall, our bodies pressing together in a desperate embrace. My hands roamed over her curves, tracing the contours of her body through the thin fabric of her mizu gi. She let out a soft moan, her own hands tugging at my shirt, desperate for more contact.

The elevator reached our floor, but we were too lost in our passionate make-out session to notice. It was only when the doors began to close again that we sprang apart, panting and flushed. “Let’s continue this in your room,” I said, my voice hoarse with desire.

We raced down the hallway, our hands interlaced, barely able to contain ourselves. Once inside the room, we wasted no time in peeling off our clothes, eager to feel each other’s bare skin against our own. I pushed her down onto the plush king-sized bed, my body poised above hers.

“Tell me what you want,” I whispered, my lips ghosting over the sensitive skin of her neck.

She let out a breathless laugh, her eyes dark with lust. “I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk straight,” she panted, her hips bucking up to meet mine.

I didn’t need to be told twice. Iapped the tip of my cock against her wet entrance, teasing her with what was to come. She whimpered, her fingers digging into my back, urging me on. With a swift thrust, I buried myself inside her tight heat, a guttural groan escaping my lips.

We moved together, our bodies finding a rhythm that was both primal and intimate. The room was filled with the sound of our moans and the slap of skin against skin. She wrapped her legs around my waist, drawing me in deeper, desperate for more of that delicious friction.

I could feel my orgasm building, the pressure coiling tight in my belly. But I held back, determined to make her come first. I reached between our bodies, my fingers finding her throbbing clit. I rubbed tight circles around the swollen nub, feeling her walls twitch and clench around my cock.

“Come for me,” I growled, my thrusts becoming harder and faster. “Let me feel you come apart on my cock.”

Her muscles tensed, her back arching off the bed as her orgasm crashed over her. She screamed my name, her voice echoing off the walls. The sensation of her pulsing around me was too much, and with a final thrust, I emptied myself inside her, my own release sending shockwaves through my body.

We collapsed against the bed, both of us struggling to catch our breath. I gathered her close, pressing tender kisses to her sweat-dampened skin. “That was incredible,” I murmured, my fingers tracing lazy patterns on her back.

She smiled up at me, her eyes Soft and sated. “It was,” she agreed. “But I hope you’re not too tired, because I’m far from done with you.”

I grinned, my cock already stirring back to life at the prospect of another round. “Oh, I’m just getting started, beautiful. Let’s see what other naughty things we can get up to in this hotel room.”

And with that, our night of debauchery and pleasure just began, in a world away from the outside, a hidden delight in the grand hotel…