Real story of meeting a girl in Sydney CBD hotel (Part 2).

(Part 2) Basically, I gift a story to every girl who I meet with all bits of details. So, this story is true, and girl gave me permission to share it with others as well. This is the second part of my previous story.

After having sensational sex in bedroom, I went to prepare the bath and invited you to join me. The sound of water rushing to fill the tub was thunderous, enveloping the room and making me feel sufficiently secluded. I put my hands on my sides and let them walk downward, noticing how my skin bristled. I watched in the mirror as my cock, covered with dry cum, hardened again as my fingers approached there, then shiver as it contacted cock tip. I let my fingers travel at will, until the glass in front of me fogged almost completely and I was only able to see my own blurry reflection.

Suddenly I felt water splash against my leg, and I turned the tap off quickly. The bathtub had filled more than I had intended, it was too late to let the rushing water mix to make a bubbly froth, but it didn’t matter; I had an expensive bath oil that I use for special occasions. Mixing gently with my hand, I slowly eased my body into the tub, letting my skin get used to the hot temperature. Once I was submerged to the shoulders, I reached for the stool that I had placed next to the bathtub and pulled it closer so I could easily grab my glass of wine. I sighed before taking a refreshing sip of the chilled liquid.

I heard the door opening slowly and you entered the room. I turned to watch, your hole still gaped and your body glistened with combined sweat and cum. You climbed in between my legs and sat down. You lay backwards against my chest. I wrapped my hands around you in a warm and soft embrace. You closed your eyes and lay there content. I could feel your heart rate subside and your breathing slow. That was until you felt my hands softly cupping your breasts. I had gathered handfuls of bubbles and was gently massaging them, claiming to be cleaning my last few drops of cum off them. You knew my game but didn't mind. I gentle squeezed and my occasional nipple pinching raised deep sighs from you. I continued to trace your nipples until one hand ran down your chest, onto your neatly trimmed mound.

My fingers slipped below the water line and softly caressed your outer lips. I could feel the slippery mix of cum and lube on your skin. This gentle affectionate rubbing was just the subtle love that you needed. So slow and soft, you lay between my legs, feeling close, affectionate and horny. With one last squeeze of your breast, you let out a low muffled sigh as you came softly in my arms. No writhing, screaming or drama, just the muted intensity of an intimate moment shared.

As the bath grew cold, we each climbed out and slipped into a robe and returned to the bed. You pulled on a fresh pair of black panties. You could see the bath had left me turned on, my erect cock couldn't be hidden by my robe. When I was rock hard, you asked if I would put my cock between your pert tits. You had never given a tit job before and wanted to try something else new. I obliged, laying my cock between your cleavage. You pressed your breasts together, clamping them around me as I slid up and down your chest.

You loved the view of me fucking your tits, my cock slid softly over your skin, occasionally dripping pre cum around your neck. I longed to feel the warmth of your skin up close once more and got you to roll onto your side. I spooned in from behind, pulled your panties to the side and entered you. You pushed your soft ass back into my body, you knew I loved your ass and it drove me wild. My hands pulled you tight into me and you reached round to spank me and pull me in to your tune.

We were both in sync, with my hand tight on your chest I could feel your heart beating. I could feel every beat and the rise and fall of the pace as you neared orgasm. At the third rise, you took a deep breath, pushed your ass out backwards to take as much of my cock as you could and with a low sigh you cum. Your hips bucked back and forth, milking yet more cum from my cock. I pulled out and made sure your panties soaked up my mess. We fell asleep, in an affectionate embrace.

We had one more run after that which included messing around the place. I will try to write that story as soon as possible.