Ling

How I came to be in a luxury hotel room with no clothes, no shaving kit, and no money or I.D. as checkout time approached is a story of sexual fantasy come true with a few negative side effects.
My wife had taken a flight on Friday morning to visit her sisters which guaranteed several days of non-stop talking on her part and no time to bother calling home. So, I got in our roadster with the top down and drove to a nearby city about four hours away.

First, I got a suite high atop one the city’s best hotels with big picture windows I could leave open to enjoy a view of the skyline at night. Then I went to a nearby lingerie store and purchased a black satin and lace panty to wear under my otherwise all male slacks. I also picked up a complete outfit with stockings, garter belt, thong, balconette bra, etc. that fit my fancy for the girl I intended to coax up to my room later. Judging from a recent photo of her I found on the Internet, she would still be about the same size as she was ten years earlier when she used to beg me not to leave her.

What an ordeal that was. She was a sexy and well educated oriental girl with very full C-sized breasts, tiny waist, and nice curvy hips. She had the full lips just made for sucking cock, or another woman’s nipple, and she was pretty damn cute too! But what an insecure problem she was. Always unhappy and fighting but would grab your leg and not let you go out the door if she thought you were mad at her.

A lot of time has now passed and through some playing around on the Net a few weeks earlier I had learned that she still lived in the city and was single. She still looked great and was obviously on the dating scene as I found her bio in an on-line personals listing. 

Just thinking about Ling’s great little body and full breasts packaged in black lingerie was enough to make my cock grow and rub against the ever so stimulating satin panties that were holding it in tight. I was ready.

I had contacted Ling via the personal ad but used another name and description. Knowing her well made it fairly easy to appeal to the things she liked and to get a commitment to meet at the hotel’s well-known French restaurant for a blind date over dinner. One thing hadn’t changed about Ling: when she thought she smelled money she aggressively followed the trail. (Maybe that’s why she’s still single, she just scared too many guys away?)

I spent the rest of the afternoon getting the suite ready with fresh flowers, champagne, lingerie laid out in the dressing room, sex toys and lubricant in the drawer by the bed, and the right lighting and music. Then I showered and spent some extra grooming time trimming my pubic hair to just about a quarter of an inch thick. She used to like that and it does make my cock look larger.
Before time to meet in the hotel’s piano bar, I enjoyed a cigar and sipped a cocktail while I thought about all of the fantasies Ling had shared with me years before. Maybe I could help bring a few to fruition tonight.

“Right on time,” I thought as I spotted Ling walking through the elegant lobby and matching its style perfectly.
I was glad to see the long, form fitting black dress with the slit up the side and the plunging neckline showing off her very well endowed chest. She had her long black hair in small curls which added volume and body. “Very sexy improvement,” I thought as she moved closer to the bar area.

Now, it was time to see if all would go well or if I would be trolling the clubs later in the evening. We had not left on very good terms. In fact, she was furious when I told her it was over and she spitefully broke several things in my house to prove it. Here I was about to play with fire again!
As she walked toward the entrance steps which lead up to the elevated bar area, I stood and walked down to greet her extending my hands.
“Ling, it’s wonderful to see you again!” I enthusiastically said as I moved toward her.
“Jack, I’m surprised to see you. You act as if you expected to see me here,” she said with a bit of a confused look beginning to show.
“Very perceptive of you Ling,” I said as I took her hands in mine for an extended greeting-shake.
“I was expecting you,” I said as I hugged her hello.
“I’m the guy you are coming to meet from the personal ad, sorry for the lie but I wasn’t sure you’d come otherwise,” I said quietly in her ear as we hugged briefly.

She was a bit stunned with the turn of events so I took her by the arm and ushered her to a seat up in the bar area. Just as we sat down the waiter brought what I hoped was still her favorite drink as I had given instruction to do so upon her arrival. Whether it was still a favorite or just the shock of the situation was not clear but she certainly hit the booze quick and hard.
I waited silently until she was ready to speak and then leaned forward and grasped and held her delicate hands across the table.
“I can’t really say that I’m sorry it is you, Jack,” she said with an improving countenance.
“Most of the men I’ve met in the last couple of years have been so unexciting. You’d think that with good careers and some money they’d at least own a nice suit or know what fork to use at dinner but it’s been really hard to find anyone who even knows that there is a restaurant nicer than Bennigan’s or Chili’s,” she said with some frustration showing.
“Does that mean you’ll make use of that beautiful dress and stay for dinner with me?” I asked already knowing the answer.
“If you’re buying, I’m staying,” she said laughing good naturedly.

We spent the next three hours over drinks, dinner, and cordials catching up in some areas and purposely avoiding others. I did tell her that I was happily married but just had not been able to get her out of my thoughts for some time. I knew this would please her as she always tended to define herself as the center of the universe.

We did a little dancing on the small dance floor in the bar off of the dining room where a very pretty black jazz singer was playing piano and singing. As we danced we got very close and Ling could easily feel my cock pushing against her and did nothing to move away.
“Ling, you are as sexy as the first time I saw you,” I said as we sat down after a good bit of dancing.
“Thanks, but not true,” she said.
“Jack, if you remember when I met you I was all t-shirts and sweat pants with no clue how to truly be a woman. All I knew was long hours of grad school study, pizza, and silly college boys who would ejaculate at just getting a feel of my boobs,” she said as she grasped my hands.
“O.K., I guess that is true,” I agreed. 
“Let me put it you this way then,” I continued. “You look as sexy tonight as you did eleven or 18 years ago when we came here for a weekend and I spent the day dressing you at Neiman-Marcus and that fun little lingerie store owned by that sexy french lady.”
“I remember,” Ling said as she began to smile and blush slightly.

I stood and as I pulled her up toward me I said: “Let’s make another memory to last the next decade or so.”

Without waiting for a reply I began walking Ling to the elevator remembering that the last time we were in it together she was so tipsy from champagne that she was having trouble standing in the new high heels we had bought earlier in the day. This time she was much more sober and in control and it was fairly clear that I was no longer a teacher but an equal.

As we rode the elevator to the top floor we appropriately kissed and mauled each others bodies with our hands finding it hard to stop when the elevator reached my floor.
Down the hallway and into the same suite we had enjoyed years before we went with a flood of emotions and excitement. As we stepped over the threshold and closed the door I scooped Ling up into my arms and carried her to the bedroom where I placed her on the oversized bed and began to kiss her body beginning at her stocking encased toes.

I undressed Ling one piece of clothing at a time and was pleased to see that she didn’t need the things I had purchased as she had learned from me the power of good dressing underneath. I left her stockings and garter belt in place and nuzzled her nipples through the very sheer fabric of her bra until they were so hard that they pulled the tight fabric out into points.
Then I moved Ling into a kneeling position before me on the plush carpet of the floor. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my trousers, and knowing me well didn’t even think twice about the black lacy panties holding back my very hard and wet cock. She started using her hot breath through the fabric to tease my cock and excite me even more.

Eventually, Ling pulled my slick, wet cock free and kissed the bulging head with her full, red lips. She circled her tongue around the swollen head playing with my semen while she tightly grasped the shaft with her hand. 

“Incredible,” I thought as she took my cock into her hot mouth and began to suck me as she fondled my balls and squeezed my ass through the silky material.
“Ling, I want you to suck me until I shoot my come in your mouth. I want you to take my come in your mouth and let it run out over your chin. Will you do that for me?” I asked in a commanding way.
She just smiled yes the best she could with her mouth full of cock and began stroking my shaft as she stimulated my cock head with her expert chinese tongue. Her other hand knew what I liked and quickly found its way to my sensitive asshole where it began to apply slight pressure.

Ling knew what to do to make me come and she knew that by me coming early and quick that I would be able to fuck her for a much longer time later. She sucked me like no other girl had done in years. Her finger pushing against my asshole, her hand stroking my shaft faster and faster, and her mouth working over the end of my cock with hot slick motions, soon had me ejaculating with my first orgasm of the night. And, as agreed, she took my come in her mouth and then looked up at me from her kneeling position with her big lovely eyes and my come trailing out of her mouth in long glistening strings.

What a sight she was before me. I pulled her up to me and held her body tight. I began to nuzzle her neck beneath her ears which I knew from the past would have her near orgasm in a matter of moments. I reached down her back and squeezed her small ass cheeks and began to slide my fingers across her equally sensitive asshole. As we continued, we moved back onto the bed where I placed a pillow under her ass and lowered my mouth to her sweet pussy.

I licked, explored, and nibbled until Ling was arching her back and squeezing me with her thighs bucking in wild orgasm which I kept going as long as I could.
I immediately moved up, lifting her ankles to my shoulders, and placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy. With just slight pressure my cock entered her small body and she began to caress her own nipples as I began to fuck her with my now hard cock.

As I fucked her I began the dirty talk that I used to employ to get her so very worked up. I could make her come over the phone telling her stories about what was happening to her and putting her mentally through forbidden fantasies. That was one thing she really, really liked with me and I suspect that no one else had been able to do well since.

I told her to imagine a gorgeous, long-haired, bronze-skinned Latina lowering her shaved pussy down over her mouth while I fucked her. I told her to lick this Latin goddess and make her come all over her face. As I described this Ling’s eyes were closed and her tongue was moving around out of her mouth as she participated in the vision I was describing.

I told her how this lovely Latina had sucked my cock earlier in the day and how she had swallowed all of my come because I promised her that a pretty oriental girl would lick her pussy tonight. Ling began moaning loudly as she imagined the girl’s pussy spread over her face and being made to please another woman.

Ling really got off on these fantasies but to the best of my knowledge had never been with another woman. 
I told her that the Latina was coming on her face and pinching her nipples as she shook with her orgasm. Ling’s hands began pinching her own nipples hard and her face moved side to side as she imagined the sexy lesbian action.

Suddenly, I pulled my cock from her pussy and moved beside Ling’s head, stroking the last few stokes with my hand as I neared orgasm. Finally I shot my load all over her face as I told her it was the hot nectar of her beautiful Latina lover’s pussy. She smeared it all over her skin with one hand while the other buried itself between her legs rubbing her clit fast and hard. Within a short moment Ling was coming again with her back arched and her ass lifting off of the pillow as she did.

After this we showered together during which time Ling finger-fucked my ass which I really love. Afterward, she discovered the new lingerie I had purchased and put on the fresh lace.
We sat together with the lights off looking out the picture windows at the city and shared extremely dirty, personal fantasies that my wife seems not to want to hear and that she probably hasn’t been able to share with anyone either.

Later, sitting on the sofa, Ling sat facing and astride of me and lowered herself on my cock while I sucked her wonderful tits. This produced a very satisfactory orgasm for both of us and after we went to sleep between the soft sheets of the huge bed.

At about 4 a.m., I awoke to find Ling moving herself on top of me into a 69 position. She lowered her pussy over my face and took my cock into her mouth. We stayed in this position for a long while until we both fell asleep on our sides in the same position. We would wake up and lick and kiss each others genitals at various intervals of time. 

Later in the morning as the sun was filling the room with the first light of day, Ling crawled on top of me and lowered her pussy over my cock and began fucking me hard and fast. Eventually, I shot my come deep into her body and she collapsed on top of me breathing heavily in my ear as she recovered from the intense exercise.

We shared breakfast in the dining area of the suite wrapped in the luxurious terry robes the hotel had long been famous for providing. 
After breakfast Ling took a shower and dressed. She turned on the television as I went to shower. 

When I came out of the shower the only clothes left in the room was the robe I had in the bathroom with me. My wallet was gone, my clothes were gone and Ling was gone. Hell, she even took the sex toys from the nightstand that we hadn’t even used!

“Well,” I thought. “This isn’t a very good situation but if it’s the price I have to pay for the past fourteen hours then so be it.” 

After a short panic I remembered that this is a luxury hotel and they already have my credit card. Getting them to send some clothes around wouldn’t be a big deal and I decided I would use the delay as an excuse to spend another night. My guess was that after a hot phone call describing a tall Brazilian beauty licking her pussy, Ling would give up the little payback deal and come back for some more cock. Who knows? I might even find her an Hispanic playmate for real!

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