SERVICE ROOM ADVENTURE pt 1: GentlyPerv meets an exhibitionist slut flasher

It was a sultry summer evening and GentlyPerv was relaxing in his hotel room after a long day of meetings. He had ordered room service for dinner and was looking forward to a quiet evening alone with his thoughts. Little did he know that he was about to have an encounter that would blow his mind and satisfy his exhibitionist cravings in ways he never could have imagined.

There was a gentle knock at the door and GentlyPerv answered, expecting to see a room service waiter with his dinner. However, what greeted him instead was the sight of a gorgeous young woman, clad only in a skimpy bikini and towering heels. She had long, flowing blonde hair, full pouty lips, and curves in all the right places. The tiny bikini left little to the imagination, barely containing her ample breasts and leaving her toned midriff bare.

“I’m so sorry to bother you,” the woman purred, her voice dripping with honey-like seduction. “I seem to have gotten lost and ended up at the wrong room. Could I trouble you for a glass of water while I figure out my way back?” She batted her long lashes at GentlyPerv, jutting out her chest in a way that made her breasts strain against the fabric of her top.

GentlyPerv, normally a reserved man, found himself tongue-tied and unable to resist the woman’s charms. “Of course, please come in,” he stammered, stepping aside to let her enter. As she brushed past him, GentlyPerv couldn’t help but notice the tantalizing glimpse of her round ass peeking out from beneath the hem of her tiny bikini bottoms.

The woman introduced herself as Trixie, a fellow conference attendee who had lost track of her inhibitions along with her way. She settled herself on the couch, crossing one long, tanned leg over the other and leaning back to give GentlyPerv a generous view of her cleavage. As he poured her a glass of water, she made small talk, but GentlyPerv could barely focus with such a vision of perfection before him.

“I don’t mean to be forward, but…you know, I think they might be missing me at the conference,” Trixie said huskily. “Maybe you could help me make up for lost time?”

GentlyPerv’s eyes widened as Trixie uncrossed her legs and slowly spread them, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any panties beneath her bikini bottoms. Her glistening pink pussy was on full display, the implication of her actions clear.

“I thought you might like to see more of what you’re missing out on,” Trixie purred, sliding a finger along the edge of her bikini bottoms. “What do you say, handsome? Want to have a little fun before I go back to mingling with the boring business crowd?”

GentlyPerv’s member grew rock hard in his pants at the thought of ravishing this wanton creature. He had never been with a woman this open and eager before, and it was nothing short of intoxicating. “I’d like that very much,” he growled, his voice low with lust.

Trixie gave him a coy smile and began to slowly peel off her bikini top, freeing her large, perky breasts. “Then why don’t you come here and give these girls some attention?” She squeezed her tits together and moaned softly. “I promise I won’t tell anyone what a dirty boy you are.”

GentlyPerv eagerly sat beside her, burying his face in her pillowy mounds. He kissed and sucked on her nipples until they stiffened into hard peaks, reveling in the feeling of her hands roaming over his body. Trixie unzipped his pants and freed his throbbing cock, stroking him with expert precision.

“My, my, what a big cock you have,” she teased, flicking her tongue across the tip. “Maybe I should take a ride on it before I go.”

With that, she lifted her body and positioned herself over GentlyPerv’s stiff member, teasing the ridge of her cunny slit along his rock-hard shaft. Then with a throaty moan, she sank down onto him, enveloping him in her tight, wet heat.

GentlyPerv gripped the couch cushions, overcome with sensation as Trixie began to gyrate her hips, riding him with wild abandon. Her breathy moans of ecstasy filled the room as she impaled herself on his thick shaft, her tits bouncing with every thrust. GentlyPerv felt himself losing control, unable to hold back the growing pressure building inside him.

“Come in me,” Trixie gasped, writhing on top of him. “I want to feel you fill me up!”

With a roar of pleasure, GentlyPerv exploded inside her, gushing wave after wave of his hot seed deep into her sopping wet pussy. Trixie cried out in rapture, her body milking every last drop from him as she came, her inner muscles clenching around his still-spurting cock.

They collapsed together onto the couch, panting and spent. Trixie gave GentlyPerv a lazy, satisfied smile and kissed him deeply. “Mmm, I always knew a room service fantasy was a good idea.”

“Fantasy?” GentlyPerv asked, coming back to reality with a start. “You mean, this wasn’t a coincidence?”

Trixie laughed, a throaty, sensual sound. “I scammed room service into setting up hidden cameras in random rooms. Then I flashed some skin, saw which lucky guy couldn’t resist me, and came to collect. Don’t pretend you’re not flattered, handsome.”

GentlyPerv shook his head in amazement. He had just had the most incredible sex of his life, and he had just been duped by an actress too.

With a wink, Trixie gathered up her minuscule bikini, blew GentlyPerv a kiss, and sauntered out the door, no doubt off to seduce her next victim. GentlyPerv knew he should feel used, but all he could think about was the incredible, exhilarating encounter he had just experienced, and how lucky he was to be the star of Trixie’s next amateur exhibition film. He smiled to himself, already looking forward to seeing what other keynote speakers she might entice, one by one, into her passionate “presentation”.