Just the other day...
I met this beaute, I'll call her LL...I'm good at selecting fems, but, damn, I am really good...she is 5'7", legs for days, athletic, body is firm and all natural. Her hair dark, brunette with blonde streaks, long, curly...immaculate skin. As I walked in, I was surprised, pleasantly, looking at this woman, a very polished fem with awesome genes...
We hit it off immediately. Not knowing if she drinks (looking back, that is a funny as hell statement) adult beverages, based on her profile and very healthy approach to life. I brought her champagne (brut, should've brought both). As she pranced around, I could not take my eyes off of her ass dressed in black, lacy panties (begging to contain that ass)...
I sat back as she laid on the bed...I'm enjoying my Remy, she her Champagne...taking in the view. I have her laughing, she has me laughing (great personality, we could hang for days with sex being the dessert...just that great!)
Example, I told LL about this other provider I met, very, very talkative who started crying during my session and telling me how she was raised at that she's going to hell...and as she was at the edge of the bed, kneeling and crying, I approached her, reached out and grabbed her head from behind and stuck my dick into her mouth...(thinking)Hell if you're going to hell, you may as well take care of me first...
LL was dying laughing. The sex was AWESOME...banged her several times (first day was "fucking" as she described it. The second was very "sensual" per her). Great view from K9 (different types), MISH happened the next day. First day, I performed my infamous "DATY/pussy cocktail" from K9 position (first for her), Mmmmmmm, then she turned over for more...compliments, compliments and applause...the same shirt she was wearing when I arrived was laying on the bed. At some point, I slipped it into my "hobby bag". I tell her so as she re-enters the room from getting more ice and champagne. She frowns and says, "I just bought that and I love the way it feels/looks on me(I'm thinking, so do I!!!)...come on, give it back". Me, "nope". She then looks at the lace panties lying still on the bed, "yep, they're coming with me too"...as I place them also into my "hobby bag".
Late at night I get a text from her, "...miss you", usual fun/funny stuff back and forth. @230am I get an email, "I'll order breakfast, can I see you before I leave town...you can wake me up! LOL" My reply is "most certainly". I rearrange my day and push back a meeting that I can't escape. On the way, she begins texting me, a lot of funny stuff, we're going back and forth...then a text comes through from her "you know you shorted me $100 yesterday. I counted it and was like what that hell?" My reply, "so let me get this straight, I shorted you $100, stole your clothes and you want to see me again today, priceless!"...she LOL. I arrived, she ordered more champagne, OJ and breakfast. I drank all of the champagne except maybe she had one and was looking at me like, damn you...Asks, "I'm not going to get my clothes back am I?" *Me, "nope, I smelled your shirt, Mmmmmm"...she had this look of abashment on her face, as if to think "if he smelled my shirt, what else did he do with my panties"...Me, I just smirked at her...fun, fun, fun...again, the sex was the dessert. I will be seeing her many times, but she's not local...it will be nice!
Hobbying Moments in Time...The GOOD, The BAD, and The UGLY
Isn't that the fucking truth! Did you find yourself kneeling down in the fetal position underneath the shower head scrubbing yourself with steel wool. I have found myself in the situation once or twice in my life. Isn't it funny when she ask you what's wrong and you lie to her so you don't hurt her feelings or you are just scared. Sometimes I wish I was a dick. Yep, I have ran out of those hotel rooms hoping no one sees me. I would hate for another guests at the hotel to think that I just fucked that nasty.
