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Unexpected Girlfriend

Copyright© 2022 by Master Jonathan

Chapter 2

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Mark was sitting in his hotel room relaxing after a tough work day when a knock startled him. But he was even more startled by what caused the knock - a beautiful young woman. He learns she is a prostitute when she asks for help dodging the hotel security. He brings her into his room and agrees to help her. She returns the favor by "helping" him with his problem... lack of female companionship and sex!

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Workplace   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Prostitution  

We got to the door to my room and after swiping the key card, I opened the door for her. “Ladies first!” I said.

“I’m not sure how much of a ‘lady’ I am, but thank you,” she said as she stepped in the room.

“Don’t worry my pretty, I’m not much of a gentleman either!” I said, swatting her ass as she went by.

She turned her head to look back over her shoulder. “Oh, I’m counting on that Mark!”

As the door swept past me and closed and I heard the lock automatically click, I pushed Kim up against the wall in the entry with her face to the wall. Her ass stuck out provocatively and I couldn’t help but run my hands over the drum-tight dress covering such a delightful ass.

“Damn Kim, you look just as smoking hot from the back as well as the front. I don’t know where to begin with you!”

“Well, then may I suggest you try my ‘sampler pack’ – a little bit of everything! I’m all yours, baby. Do with me what you will!” she giggled.

“That ‘sampler pack’ sounds delicious!” I said. I moved her arms up over her head and put her palms to the wall. “Why don’t you hold these right here while I open the buffet okay?”

She held her arms in position while my hands slowly slid down her arms and around to cup her full tits. I pressed against her ass as I fondled her, letting her feel me for the first time. She moaned and wriggled her ass on my hard cock rolling over it and “twerking” against it a little, enjoying its hardness.

A couple of minutes of this and I couldn’t stand it anymore. I moved my hands around and began to slowly unzip the back of her dress. I peeled away the tight fabric like I was peeling a banana, kissing the newly exposed flesh as I went. The lower the zipper dropped, the hotter my kisses became and the louder her moans got. At last, the zipper stopped at the bottom just above her “tramp stamp” – two roses facing left and right with their stems intertwined in the middle. There was no name, thankfully, and the tattoo looked very tasteful.

I stood up and kissed the back of her neck, moving to the side as she tilted her head in the opposite direction. I let the dress slide from her tight body and it puddled around her dainty ankles leaving her in nothing now but her high heels, a vision of loveliness like nothing I had ever seen before or since.

I helped her step out of her dress and she turned around. “Like what you see, Mark?”

I doubt a more pointless and unnecessary question has ever been uttered by a human being. Here I was I was face to face with a goddess, the very epitome of flawless perfection, and she was asking if I liked what I saw! It was almost humorous, the idea was so ridiculous. I didn’t even cheapen the question with words. Instead, I stepped forward, took my angel in my arms, and showed her what I thought.

“Oh my God!” she gasped when I finally let her up for air. “Mark, baby, if you fuck half as good as you kiss I am going to be one sore whore by the time I leave!”

“Just so long as you have a good time getting sore!” I took her hand and led her over to the bed. “Now how does this ... work? I mean what do you do, what do you like. I’m sorry, but I’m kinda new to this whole hooker thing,” I said, suddenly feeling very awkward like a boy at the end of his first date.

“It’s okay Mark, it’s actually very sweet of you to ask me. Most guys aren’t concerned about what I like – they’re just out to get the rocks off and I’m just a tool to facilitate that. As far as what I like, well I like just about all kinds of sex – oral, anal, and regular fucking. I guess if you want to know what I don’t do, I’m not into pain, although I don’t mind a playful spanking. I also don’t do anything really gross like piss or poop play. Other than that, I’m pretty much open to whatever your twisted little mind can come up with! I can play the submissive or the Mistress if you are into that. I can be your little girl, your Mommy, or your girlfriend. I’m very versatile!”

“Wow, so many tempting choices! How about we start out with you being my very versatile girlfriend and maybe we can work up to the submissive or little girl thing, shall we?”

“That sounds good to me, baby! And since I’m already undressed, it’s your turn. It’s my turn to unwrap MY present!” Kim took me over to one of the two queen beds and sat down on it, pulling me between her spread knees. She started undoing the buttons on my shirt and peeling it away to find I wore a “wifebeater” t-shirt.

“Ooh, I love these kinds of t-shirts! They’re so hot!” she purred. She ran her fingers over my shoulders and down over my biceps. “No wonder these things feel so good around me!” I did spend more than a little time at the gym – one nice perk about my job is that a lot of them have decent gyms in them or at least close by. And I take advantage of them as part of my “job” in evaluating a hotel. I want to look at not just the rooms and how the hotel is managed, but I check out the restaurants, the amenities, and the entire facility.

So I was in pretty good shape, which Kim was now enjoying as she undressed me further. Once my t-shirt was off she could see my muscular chest and she kissed my pecs and down my stomach to my belt.

“Hmm, I wonder what surprise I have in here?” she said looking up. She kept her eyes on me biting her lip coquettishly as her fingers unbuckled my belt without her looking. They found the button on my pants and unzipped the zipper. She peeled them apart and looked to see what was there.

Pulling my pants down to my knees she saw what was there. “See, I knew you had a surprise for me. Ooh, this looks like it will be fun to play with!” She traced the outline of the bulge with her pink french manicured fingertips, giggling when it twitched at her touch.

Kim then finished taking off my pants and turned her attention back to my shorts. I typically wear brief type boxers rather than the loose baggy style, I like the support that the brief style boxers give my boys. Plus when I do get “excited” as I was then, it is a little more impressive!

Reaching up, she took hold of the waistband of my shorts and like a little girl looking into a box, she peeked inside. Then she looked up to me as if asking permission.

“Go ahead.” She pulled my shorts down and my cock jumped out at her like a cobra striking.

“Oh my GOD!” she said, backing up with a start.

“Like what you see?” I imitated what she had asked me a few minutes earlier.

“You are HUGE, Mark! Oh my! You are going to feel just amazing inside me!”

I took note that she didn’t say I was the biggest she’d ever seen – something more than one of my previous partners had confessed. I was sure in her line of work, she’d had the opportunity to have bigger men than me, so I wasn’t worried about it. It was enough that she was suitably impressed with my “party favor”!

“Why don’t you get up on the bed and let’s see.”

“Mark, baby, as much as I want that monster splitting me in half, would you mind if I ... tasted you first?”

“You want to taste me? You mean you want to suck my cock? But what about ... I mean don’t you use condoms? How can you taste me?”

“Mark, honey, normally I do use condoms. Most of my dates won’t do anything without them – they are scared of getting something from me. Usually, my clients are married men just looking for a little something new or handy. And contracting an STD would be rather difficult to explain to their wives. But you aren’t married and we’ve kissed several times already. You obviously aren’t afraid of me.

“Truthfully, I just love the taste of a man’s cock and I don’t get to enjoy it much when I am working – not as much as you’d think. So when I find someone that might be willing to let me, it’s a rare thing and I like to take advantage of it. So what do you say, baby ... can I suck on that meat monster for a bit before you plug into my pussy? I can tell you it will make me so much hornier and make it better for us both.”

“Well, in that case, I wouldn’t be much of a boyfriend if I didn’t let my girl have what she so sweetly asked for! And I’d be a damn fool to turn down a blowjob from someone as hot as you baby!”

“Oh good! Now you just sit here on the bed, baby, and let me make you feel real good! I’m your girlfriend tonight and I’m gonna take good care of my man!”

She pulled me around and sat me down on the bed and just before she knelt down between my spread legs, I grabbed a pillow from the bed and put it on the floor for her to kneel on.

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