| Straight: Strangers: Consolation Prize (6/8) |
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at the road. I walked slowly on, looking back at Lorna, expecting her to follow, but she just stood there smiling, waving me on. She was still standing there when I turned the corner. Looking round I saw the entrance to the hotel two doors down and somewhat distractedly walked towards it. I walked into the brightly lit reception; the night manager was sitting on a couch reading a newspaper. “Ah. Mr. McIntyre, enjoyable night?” he asked as he looked up. “Um… err… yeah it was. Very … unexpected but very… enjoyable” I replied. The manager got up and walked round behind the reception and passed me my keycard. “Well have a good night’s sleep and we will see you in the morning sir.” “Err… yeah... Ok then… Good night,” I muttered as I walked to the stairs. Absent-mindedly I walked up the stairs and headed for my room. Smiling to myself, feeling my limp cock in my jeans, damp from my and Lorna’s juices, I walked down the corridor. I put the keycard into my lock and waited for the light to turn green. “You could try it the other way round; it might actually open the lock for you.” said a voice from behind me. I turned and there at the corner of the corridor was Lorna, her coat slung over one shoulder, leaning against the wall. “… Err… what…” I stammered. “You don’t think they would have been too happy downstairs if I had walked in with you, do you?” I stood there looking at her, grinning once again. She walked across, took the keycard from me and inserted it the right way round and the lock opened obligingly. I followed her into the room, still grinning. She looked around, surveying the room, still lit from the streetlights outside, before turning back to me. Smiling, she reached out and pushed my coat from my shoulders. Then she grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and pulled it up over my head. She pushed me back onto the bed and quickly pulled off my trainers and socks. Once again she undid my belt, button and zip and pulled my jeans down and off my legs. She looked at me lying there grinning, and smiled back as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and slowly pulled them down. I put my hands behind my back, still grinning and looked up into Lorna’s eyes. Never breaking eye contact, she slowly leant forward as her tongue appeared from between her lips. It was almost like an electric shock as the tip touched the base of my flaccid cock. Slowly she licked up the length to the tip, where a drop of pre-cum sat. She lapped it up before slowly licking back down. Her eyes stayed on mine as she slowly licked up and down my length. Almost with each lick, my cock got slightly harder and longer. As the head began to rise, her licks got broader and she began to kiss the head before moving back down. My cock was rising from my stomach and the next time she reached the tip, her mouth engulfed the head, sucking lightly as she did. Once again she licked down my length. My cock fully hard now, she slowly licked upwards, her lips parting over the head. She slowly lowered |
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