Donna does "Oz" part 1
An Englishman on assignment in New Zealand, I had to attend
a conference in Australia. However, when I arrived at Adelaide,
South Australia, my luggage has disappeared! I was joined
at the counter by Donna, from Canada; her luggage had also
disappeared. However, in the course of events, both sets
of luggage were found and Donna and I shared the shuttle
bus into town.
Donna was a shy person and very reserved dressed despite
her thirty something years. It was Sunday and the conference
would finish Friday, so I suggested, if she was available,
that we could meet for dinner Tuesday/Wednesday evening
and gave her my card as we reached my hotel.
Monday lunchtime I decided to collect some papers from
my hotel room. In the corridor outside my room I met the maid,
a beautiful Jennifer Lopez (JLO) look-alike Filipino
named Franca. Her tight jeans emphasised the firm shape
of her buttocks and the hotel uniform couldn’t disguise
her cleavage and very plump breasts. Amazingly, without
checking my authority, she let me into my room and she stood
very close as I searched my briefcase for the papers. Franca
wanted to know how long I was staying, was I married and was
my wife with me. We chatted and I wondered whether I should
suggest that we met later for a drink.
Tuesday lunchtime I popped back to the hotel room, this
time for a second look at Franca. Same tight jeans, cleavage
and plump breasts combined with outgoing personality.
I could feel my cock stirring. However, there was a message
to ring Donna. We chatted for a while and arranged to meet
in my hotel foyer 7.00pm the next evening (Wednesday).
Meanwhile as I surveyed Franca as she busied herself around
my room despite it having been serviced earlier, the idea
of inviting her for a drink was becoming a very serious consideration.
By Wednesday lunchtime my testosterone was running overtime
and I needed another look at Franca. She was, as I somehow
expected, still in my room. However, today she was wearing
very short skirt which barely covered her panties and showed
her very sexy, powerful legs. There was no hotel uniform
but a very brief, tight blouse which exposed a great expanse
of flat, bare midriff. She had substituted her very sensible
shoes for high, backless mules which made her hips swing
as she walked. She continually bent over as she busied herself
around the room continually exposing extensive, beautifully
tinted, naked flesh. My cock was rock hard as, seemingly
checking my notes, I watched her in the mirror. At one stage
she stood behind me, holding the back of my chair, as she
chatted with me through the mirror.
At 7.00pm that evening I was having drinks in the hotel foyer
bar with colleagues from the conference when a very attractive
woman appeared in the doorway. She seemed to falter for
a second, then, after looking in our direction, she made
her way towards us. Her hair was streaked blonde; her dress,
assisted by an uplift bra, showed an amazing cleavage,
and stopped halfway down her thighs, showing very shapely
legs. She was also wearing backless mules which she wore
to great effect. Every red blooded male in the room seemed
to be watching her. Halfway across the room I realised it
was Donna! She kissed me on the cheek and I introduced her
as my wife’s cousin. After a few minutes we excused ourselves
and made for the main hotel entrance to catch a cab. En route
I told her how fantastic she looked. She smiled and said
that her cousin Jill had insisted that she had a “makeover”
and that they had spent the previous couple of days preparing
her for our date that evening.
Dinner was very pleasant in a restaurant that I had seen
advertised in the local guide. Donna, it seemed, had never
been married, was Director of Nursing of a major Canadian
hospital, and had spent the past 6 months with her dying
father who had finally succumbed a month earlier. She had
decided to visit her father’s brother “down-under” and
was presently staying with his daughter, her cousin Jill,
before she went “out-back” for her “Oz experience”. We
chatted easily and I suggested that we moved onto a nightclub,
a converted chapel that I had also seen in the local guide.
There Donna became increasingly relaxed. Later in the
evening the music slowed and she cuddled close. My cock
was very erect and I decided not to hide its presence. Initially
she recoiled as she recognised its swollen shape and then
she pressed firmly against it with her crotch. I suggested
that we adjourn to my hotel room for coffee. “Only on the
condition that there will be no funny business” was her
response.
Back in the room I made the coffee. She sat in an armchair
drinking a bourbon and coke from the mini-bar. I sat on the
end of the bed and suggested that she came over for a cuddle;
she came over and we cuddled. I suggested that her new dress
would get creased; with that she stood up and climbed out
of her dress, now only wearing bra and panties. She resumed
her cuddling position. Suddenly, to my complete amazement,
she lay across me and unzipped my fly and extracted my very
swollen cock, she now moaning and stuffing it into her mouth.
She worked it in her mouth amazingly well, at the same time
unceremoniously removing my shoes, socks, trousers and
briefs. Simultaneously I pulled off her panties Again
she initially recoiled then locked her thighs around my
head, her pussy uncontrollably now fucking my mouth. With
our combined help she slipped out of her bra.
Within a minute she orgasmed once, followed shortly by
another and then another. “I’ve cum three times yet you
are still to fuck me” she moaned/commented/murmured/complained.
I told her that we could easily remedy the situation and
moved between her thighs, my cock now rubbing her very wet
pussy. She was surprisingly tight as I moved up inside her.
Immediately she started to fuck again, now coming twice
again before I finally exploded inside her.
Later I asked her if she was staying the night. “Try to stop
me” she replied and turned out the light. We sucked, licked
and fucked throughout the night. At first light we ordered
breakfast for an hour later and she continued to play with
my cock, rubbing it against her breasts, licking, stroking
and generally fondling with it. I watched her in the mirror
watching herself suck my cock, pulling her hair to one side
for a better view of her bulging mouth. She saw me and remarked
“so erotic, I wish that I had my camera with me”.
After breakfast we continued to fuck now with renewed energy.
Later I wanted to attend a 9.00am presentation and slipped
from the bed to shower and dress. In the mirror I watched
as I tied my tie and she peered enticingly over the end of
the bed to see my cock. Her breasts and buttocks looked so
inviting that I threw off my clothes and jumped backed into
bed as she giggled seductively and wrapped her legs around
me. I missed the presentation. A while later I left to attend
the next stage of the presentations, leaving her to shower
and leave as and when she was ready.
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