Neon Green

Isabella stopped for a moment outside the door of her newest "client". She'd been working at The Hotel for almost a year now and had never had the courage to enact her most secret fantasy. On this night, however, she decided to try it.

The funny thing was that shed never been nervous before. Shed always been eager and full of confidence.

"Man up Isabella. Now or never" she said to herself. With a deep breath she knocked on the door. The door swung open to reveal a handsome man on the other side. He was relatively young still, late twenties maybe early thirties. Much older ,though, than Isabella at twenty three.

He had brown hair that fel in soft waves over his head and blue eyes that crinkled as he smiled at her. He was not extremely tall, maybe 6'1 and built like a swimmer.

"Room service." Isabella said with a wink. It was obvious that she was not room service. You could see it in the way she carried herself and the way she dressed. Her skirt was short but long enough to cover the necessary. Her black tank top showed a hint of the neon green bra she was wearing. On her feet were a pair of six inch stiletto heels, raising her to a height of 5'9.

The man didn't hesitate to allow her entry to the room.

"Take off your robe and lie down on the bed." She said, her voice calm and level. When the man was naked and on his back she tied him to the bed using silk ties that were hidden in the bedside table. When he was secured to the bed Isabela smiled at him and said, "Relax Mister. Nothing will be done you wouldn't enjoy."

She walked across the room and started the music player in the corner. The notes of an unknown jazz song filled the room. Isabella started to dance. She enjoyed dancing and was fairly good at it. While she danced she moved her hands over her torso and down her skirt.

With a smooth movement she slipped the tank top over her head and let it slip onto the floor at her feet. She never missed a beat. She danced around for a few moment before stopping. With a smile she bent over to unclasp her shoes and flung them into a corner. Her skirt was next. By the time she was done she was left only in a matching set of neon green underwear.

The man on the bed was completely bewitched. He lay unmoving as he watched her. He tracked her every move. Hed never liked neon green but on her it just seemed to work and it set off tiny explosions all along his spine. His cock was hard as steel. The member stood straight up from his body and practically begged for attention. As far as cocks went his was average. It would do nicely for what she had in mind.

Walking around the bed she once more checked that his ties were secure. "Wouldn't want you getting out and ruining the fun, now would we?" Isabella sad with a smile. Her green panty was wet. The shimmering material was soaked with her fluids by the time she was satisfied with his bindings.

Without any further fuss she unclasped her bra and shed her panties. Now, completely naked, she lay down on top of him. She lay on her back with her feet on either side of his head and her knees slightly bent to ensure he could see her. With a soft moan she slid her fingers down her body and down her thighs.

She repeated the stroke a few more times before allowing herself to touch her core. She sighed with pleasure as her fingers made contact. And so, while the man watched her, she played with herself. She knew herself well and knew when to stop, when to go and where to do either. And right now with the man's eyes on her fingers she pleased herself. She slipped her fingers between her lips, stroked the slick flesh and circled her clit.

It wasn't long before the man started reacting to her. For in fact the visual stimulus this beautiful woman provided was starting to be too much for the poor man to handle. He wanted her, wanted to fuck her and make her cry with pleasure. She knew this and still she kept going.

She kept herself on the edge of orgasm as long as she could and when she finally came she came hard. She twisted and writhed on top of the man. She moaned and sighed and after what seemed like an eternity she settled back down. By now the man was berserk. Reduced to nothing but an animal by lust he wanted at her. She knew this. She knew it was time.

Twisting her body around she reached for and untied one of his hands. She left him to struggle with the other himself. She lay down on top of him and watched him struggle. The moment he was free he pulled her off him and slammed her into the mattress. He rolled on top of her, positioned his cock with his hand and entered her in one hard stroke. He didn't even pause for breath as he started pumping inside her. The ferocity of his thrusts caused both to come not long after he initial push. And still he pumped.

She lost track of how much she came while he thrusted himself in and out of her in strong hard reps. Finally he came and collapsed on top of her. He was still buried deep inside her, his cock semi-hard even after his massive orgasm. The man was wrung out. It was a while before he rolled himself off her and opened his eyes.

"You are amazing. Anyone ever tell you that?" He said, his voice deep and gravely from pleasure.