Pharaoh's Lounge

She lifted up one corner of her cute mouth in a smile, leaned down and gave me a soft warm kiss directly on the lips. Hers were wet, warm and inviting. Her tongue darted into my mouth for a moment, giving me a tease of things to come. She pulled back and leaned down to whisper in my ear. I cupped and squeezed her soft natural breasts.

"Well then. I guess I'll see you within the hour," she said demurely.

I stood, reached into my pocket and gave her another hundred dollar bill. I had come prepared and I wanted to make sure money wasn't an issue. I thanked her for the dance and she smiled, I gathered myself together, folded my sport coat over my erection, headed out of the club, and into the cool Providence night air.

I floated back to the hotel, flushed with the fullness of the night that lay before me. I sauntered into the hotel lobby and headed for the bar. I had a double and bided my time. At a quarter past eight I found a nice little table toward the back of the bar, a spot where a gentleman might entertain a lady in some privacy. I kept my eyes peeled on the entrance and a few minutes later Amber entered the bar.

She was wearing tight jeans, high heels and a short top that left several inches of smooth flesh exposed at her tummy. Her hair was piled high on her head in a loose, unkempt sort of way and a large bag was slung over her slender shoulder. She strode with confidence on her high heels, stopped to survey the scene and saw me wave nonchalantly from a dark corner of the bar. Several men interrupted their conversations to watch her weave between the tables and make her way to me.

I stood, kissed both her cheeks and waved her to the chair next to me. She sat, we ordered a Pinot Noir for her, another drink for me, and we began to talk. Our conversation was initially tainted by the former relationship of boss versus summer intern. But as we talked and I made her feel at ease, we began to explore new territory. She was now a junior and had a few years of college under her belt. She was still living on campus and was majoring in business.

We sat at ninety degrees to one another and as we talked my hand rested softly on her denim-clad thigh. I squeezed the taut muscles of her lean leg and she rested her hand upon mine. As we talked about my office, her school, and the club, I let my hand wander gently up and down her thigh. There could be no mistake that she had thought through my offer, had been given the opportunity to back out or not show, but was now ready to complete her end of the bargain. As much as I was enjoying our conversation the sight and smell of this gorgeous girl sitting next to me was soon overwhelming. I asked if she was ready to go to my VIP Room and she laughed.

"I'm ready when you are," she said with a devilish smile. I left a couple twenties on the table and we stood up to leave. I could feel the eyes of others on us. What was an older geezer doing with a hot young chick like Amber? But those questions were followed by sighs of envy. We snaked our way out of the bar, across the hotel lobby and onto an open elevator. I rested my hand gently on her waist as the elevator rose to the tenth floor.

My key card slid into the slot, the green light signaled our entrance and I threw open the door. I flicked on a few lights and Amber gave her seal of approval with a low whistle. Our room looked out on the lights of downtown and we made our way over to the window to survey the view. I rested my hand on the top of her hips, touching bare skin, and felt myself thicken with thoughts of what lay ahead. I opened a bottle of cold burgundy that I'd left in an ice bucket, poured two glasses and sat down on the bed. Amber looked at me over the rim of the glass as she took a sip.

"So Mr. B., I mean Ronnie. How do you want me?" She smiled coquettishly.

I sat on the bed, put my wine glass on the side table and held out my hands. She glided toward my open arms.

"I just want to watch you get undressed," I stated quite simply. "Very slowly," I added.

She stood between my spread thighs and I reached out to touch her. My hands roamed lightly over her curves. She crossed her arms, grabbed the bottom of her skimpy top and pulled it over her head. She wore a simple white bra. Her breasts were not large, nice B cups, but sat so nicely on her slim shape. I softly caressed her nipples through the thin silky material and felt them stiffen. I slid the straps down over her shoulder as she unclasped her bra. It fell into my lap and there, inches from my face, were her beautiful brown-tipped breasts.

They were perfectly formed; their sweet conical shape punctuated by perfectly smooth nipples that tilted up and seemed to call out for sucking. My hands wandered lightly over their roundness and gently massaged and kneaded them. Amber let out an almost inaudible sigh as I licked my fingertips and rubbed her nipples.

Her face was beautiful. Her wavy brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and her large brown eyes watched me with intense interest. I spread the fingers of each hand and touched her taut stomach. A small cross dangled from a piercing in her belly button. She placed her hands on the back of my head and pulled me toward her torso. I kissed her belly and my hands reached to cup the beautiful round cheeks of her denim-clad ass. It was finally time for them to be exposed to my touch.

I used both hands to unclasp her jeans. I lowered the zipper and began to unpeel the jeans off her buff frame. She took over, shed her heels and jeans and was left standing in a tiny black thong. She put her heels back on and I again cupped her ass, now touching flesh. It was smooth, soft and silky to the touch. I gently kneaded her butt cheeks and kissed her stomach. She sighed and pulled me toward her. I hooked my fingers on the slender straps of her thong. I dislodged it from between her legs and pulled it down over her slender thighs, grazing her legs with my thumbs as I pulled her panties free. I could barely perceive the musky aroma of her sex.

She stepped out of the thong and now only her strappy high heels remained. I was still seated on the edge of the bed as I palmed her body with my hands: her stomach, her breasts, her ass, her thighs. Her pussy was shaved except for a small landing strip of downy hair which sat directly above the pert vee of her sex.

She spread her legs slightly and my hand finally found its way between her legs, cupping her moist mons in the palm of my hand. She caught her breath and leaned down to stroke my cock through my pants. I needed to get out of my clothes. I stripped quickly and stood up. We embraced and I pulled her body against mine. My erection stood up hard, fast and long between our bodies. She cupped my ass and pulled me against her. We kissed deeply.

She tasted wonderful. She opened her mouth to me and our tongues gently explored each other's mouth. She sucked my tongue as I reached down between her legs. She spread them slightly to give my fingers access. My middle finger slipped into her slick groove and it felt like her body pulled my digit into her wetness. She was soaked and the flesh of her pussy was pulsing with excitement. I slowly inserted my middle finger to the hilt. Amber moaned and reached down to grab my dick. We stood touching, rubbing and stroking each other, getting more and more excited with each passing second.

I needed to absorb this at a much slower pace. At the rate we were going I would explode within minutes. I told Amber I needed her to slow down; that I wanted to look at her and explore her body. I wanted her to show me her body.

I lay back along one edge of the king-size bed and gave Amber room to move. I lightly stroked my cock as I watched her. She began to give me a private show, up close and personal. She moved slowly and seductively with feline precision. She maintained eye contact as she moved and rolled and crawled, using the entire bed as her stage. She showed off one part of her body after another: the exquisite form of her breasts, the graceful arch of her back, the long smooth lines of her legs, the slenderness of her ankles and tiny feet and, of course, the perfectly formed ass that held it all together and was her crowning glory.

She leaned this way, spread that way, her arms, legs and torso moving in a wonderful ballet on the bed. My cock stood hard and strong and when Amber wasn't looking me in the eyes, she was gazing hungrily at my bobbing erection. She'd occasionally sweep in low, maybe drape her hair across my lap, or lean into to give the tip of my glans a soft lippy kiss. She was teasing me unmercifully and pulling out every move she'd ever seen or done. I was in heaven.

She lay down diagonally on the bed, her legs straight and her feet on my lap. The sweet pout of her pussy lay hidden in the triangle of her thighs and lower belly. She lifted her legs straight up and together into the air and reached her hands down to cup her ass. The folds of her outer labia peaked round and full from between her upper thighs. Ever so slowly she spread her legs and as she did, her pussy opened up like a flower, the delicate ridges of her minor labia unfurling from their hidden place. She placed a hand on each side and pulled her pussy open further, exposing pink wet flesh. Her fingers pulled up her hood to expose her clit. She tapped it ever so gently with her fingertip and smiled knowingly at me. I needed to touch her now.

I moved between her spread, slender thighs as she touched herself. I encouraged her with words and showed my appreciation for her show as I gently stroked my cock hovering above her.

"You are so fucking sexy, Amber. I need to touch you, baby," I croaked, barely able to speak.

She closed her eyes and used both hands to massage her moist labia and spread her lips for my perusal. She reached underneath with one hand and gently inserted her middle finger into her ass, already moist and slickened from the expert maneuvering of her fingers. Her other hand worked her pussy and eventually two fingers found their way into her groove and she began to stroke herself. I could hear the wet sticky sounds of her juices intermingling with her frantic stroking. I could smell her desire and see the results glistening on her open flesh.

I encouraged her with my words and told her how fucking hot she was and how much she was turning me on. She opened her eyes long enough to see me stroking my member as it hovered in a stiff cantilever over her face. She disengaged her fingers from her ass and cunt and reached up to gently squeeze my balls. She opened her mouth and I gently descended into her hungry mouth. She took me inch by inch, absorbing my length deep into her throat. I felt like she wanted to suck me dry; she wanted me to come in her mouth.

And I could have. I wanted to come right there and came very close to unloading in her eager mouth. But I also wanted to please her, to make her lose herself in pleasure, to make her come hard. So after a few minutes I disengaged from her hungry sucking and kissed her deeply on the mouth. Her tongue searched for mine in a frantic and desperate search for pleasure. I kissed my way down to her ear and told her what I wanted to do to her. I told her how bad I needed her pussy in my mouth; how bad I needed her to come for me.

I kissed my way down her neck, taking my time, teasing her with innocent kisses after our flirtation with my orgasm. I worked my way to her waiting nipples. Shit, they were so stiff and succulent – long and hard. Amber moaned from a deep place as I kissed her breasts. Her head was tilted back in a sign of acceptance as I licked and sucked her nipples, gently at first and then with increasing fervor as her body language told me to suck harder.

I reached down with my middle finger as I sucked and felt her sopping wet pussy. As I inserted my finger I felt her acknowledge the multiple assault on her sexual senses. I pushed in two fingers, sucked on her nipples and snuck my left hand down behind her ass to explore her backside. Her anus was wet with pussy juice and open for my exploration.

My tongue continued its journey, licking her stomach as I headed south, my fingers working furiously, her body arching to accept my manual manipulation. She was on her back and I hovered above her. I swung my leg across her face and set up in a 69 position. I put my hands under her ass to bring her sweet pubis up to my mouth. I could feel her lick and suck my balls as I descended on the wettest pussy I had ever eaten. I licked up and down her wide open, soaking wet slit, and then settled into a rhythmic sucking of her clit. She moaned her approval and her hips arched up to meet my slurping tongue and mouth.

Her long lean legs were spread wide for me and I had full access to her open sex. She bucked her pelvis into my mouth as I ate her in a full and open-mouthed assault on her wet treasure. I burrowed my hands down under her ass and pulled her cheeks up and spread her pussy to my mouth, tongue and lips. Meanwhile she licked and sucked my balls, moaning her approval of my actions and spurring me on to deeper penetration. I zeroed in on her clit and could tell from her response that I was applying just enough pressure.

I hummed and moaned my appreciation as I licked and sucked her supple lips. The moisture of her desire covered my face. My nose delved into her pussy as my tongue flicked her clit and my lips sucked in her liquid. The aroma of her cunt and the silky wet texture of her lips were driving me wild. I could feel her edging toward the brink of an orgasm. I didn't let up, but doubled my efforts and moved my head up and down and in and out to maximize the effect. I felt her mouth pull away from me and could feel her heated and erratic breath on my asshole.

"Oh, God! I'm gonna come!"

Suddenly she stiffened, quiet pervaded for a few seconds as her pussy convulsed and sent spasms of pleasure through her body, soaking my face with her pulsing moisture. She groaned loudly and bit my thigh. I eased back and licked gently, kissing my way out of her depths in slow languid slurps. Her breathing returned to normal over a minute or two.

"Welcome to my VIP Room," I joked.

She didn't respond. I rolled off her and twisted around to face her directly. I reached to hug her and she folded into my arms.

"Oh my God, Mr. B. That was so intense," she said with a big smile on her face.

"Glad you liked it, baby. I've wanted to do that for so long, you can't imagine."

"If I'd only known."

We kissed deeply. She may have come hard, but she was ready for more, and so was I. She pushed me onto my back and straddled my thighs. I could tell she was ready to return the favor, and who was I to argue? My cock was at full mast and she licked her way down from my mouth to my neck, on to my nipples and then a long, slow steady kissing assault on my stomach as she headed south to my stiffness.

She grabbed two pillows, inserted them under my ass to bring my pelvis up at a sharp angle and resumed working me with her mouth. Her lips felt warm and wet and I could only imagine how they would feel wrapped around my cock. I didn't have long to wait. She reached my dick and lowered her mouth slowly and wetly down my erect flesh. Not the slightest feeling of teeth; only wet warm sucking and full lips absorbed my most sensitive part.

She went deep, gagging just slightly as my cock hit the back of her throat. She pulled off, licked me up and down and moaned her approval. She ducked down low and pulled my shaved balls into her mouth. It felt so fucking good, her furious licking and sucking. She delved down even lower and licked my ass, probing my bottom with her pointed tongue, then pulling back to suck my sac into her open mouth. I couldn't believe the sensations racing through my lower body. I put my hand on her head to encourage her explorations.

I had no doubt that she would have hungrily accepted my coming in her mouth. She seemed to yearn for it. But I needed her and told her so.

"I need to fuck you, Amber. Right now."

She pulled back, perhaps a little disappointed that I wasn't going to unload deep into her mouth. But she shifted gears quickly and pulled back to accommodate.

"How do you want me, baby? How do you want to fuck me?"

I bounced up onto my knees, pushed her onto her back, spread her sweet thighs wide and leaned down to kiss her deeply. She reached down for my cock and groaned, pulling me down and eagerly guiding me toward her wet juncture. The head of my cock grazed her swollen lips and I heard her gasp.

"I need you so bad! Fuck me!"

I slid in. I probably could have bottomed out on the first stroke, she was so wet. But I wanted to engage slowly. I began to pump, back and forth, a little deeper with each inward thrust. She grunted and grabbed my ass to pull me into her. I pushed up on my arms so I could look at her beautiful face. Then I began to fuck her with long steady strokes, deeper and deeper until I was sunk to the hilt.

I began a furious physical assault, fucking her with long, deep strokes. I slowly increased the pace and intensity. At some point, it seemed like forever, but was surely just a minute or two, I began to fuck her with all the speed and intensity that I could muster. She was moaning loudly now, urging me on with her vocal assent. I shifted my angle slightly to maximize the depth of my plunges.

I could hear the wet slurpy sounds of my cock and her pussy. Each plunge elicited some sort of vocal response. She talked dirty to me, telling me to fuck her harder, deeper, faster. Our lovemaking was punctuated by the loud slap of wet skin on wet skin; of a hard cock slamming into a soaking wet pussy. I felt a swell of fluid ready to launch from deep in my groin.

"Oh shit. I'm going to come!" I shouted.

"Fuck me, baby. Fuckin' fuck me!" she screamed.

And as I pounded my cock into her with all my strength, I felt the unleashing of an incredibly powerful orgasm. I unloaded one spurt after another deep into her body, plowing into her with all the intensity I could muster. And as I came, I could feel her pussy spasm and grip my cock as she came again and milked my cock for every ounce of cum.

We collapsed in a sweaty, heaving mess; breathing heavy from the incredible exertion, but feeling fully satisfied in a mutual orgasm unlike anything either of us had ever experienced before.

We were both speechless. There was nothing to say. We both knew what had just happened and we kissed softly and cuddled up against one another, blocking out the world and absorbing ourselves in one another's body. A short nap might have been in order if it were up to me, however, I didn't want my own stamina to dictate the pace of lovemaking required by a young twenty-one year-old. Even she needed a little recuperation time, so we cuddled and talked while gently touching and stroking one another's body.

She eventually rolled onto her stomach, put her arms under her head and pushed her sweet ass into the air.

"I need a massage," she stated rather assertively. Who am I to turn down such an offer; and one I had fantasized about on more than one occasion?

I sat up, straddled her protruding bubble butt, let my semi-limp cock settle into the groove of her sweet ass and began to knead her shoulders and upper back. I took my time and concentrated on giving her pleasure, finding the deep muscle tissue that would benefit the most from my manipulation. She groaned under her breath with eyes closed, giving herself up to my hands.

I worked my way around her shoulders, up onto her neck, then began to slide down the middle of her back, using both hands and fingers to reach deep into her tissue. Slowly, I made my way down to her glorious butt. I scooted back to expose it in all its glory. It was soft and supple; perfectly round and silky to the touch. The succulent swells of her cheeks narrowed and sloped wonderfully into a deep recess at the small of her back. On the bottom her cheeks tucked in tightly to her upper thighs and it all tapered into the dark inviting crack of her ass. Perfection was at my fingertips and my cock began to come back to life.