Quickie next to the hotel room door

The heat of the last leg of the summer day was still nearly unbearable but only because they were so close skin to skin. Oh wait, it wasn’t the air around them it was actually the air between them. Charged with lightening of excitement and arousal. Skin nearly touching but not quite, the excitement spiking to the sky. He had been coming to the door of her room and the moment she opened the door Anna’s blood had been rushing through her veins like on a motorway. He did that to her, every time she laid her eyes in his amazingly sexy body. Through the open door a breeze swept through the room bearing the smell of salty ocean air and the aromas of the end of a hot day giving way to a warm night.
It made her want to get rid of his annoyingly lots of clothes. Well, to be fair , it wasn’t so much , but still the thin shirt and the light trousers he wore were still too much for her liking. She wanted to drink in his skin with eyes and hands. Hence the need to get him out of his clothes.
Her hands travelled along his broad chest, still on fabric, but she loved to feel his strength and muscles under her hands, with or without fabric. And she stepped closer to trace his lips with hers. Soft and yet firm skin greeted her, welcoming her full lips with slow movements. He closed the door and then she felt his hands slide along her sides to her hips. Slowly, agonising and yet so spark inducing. She felt her juices flow, her need for him grew exponentially. And he knew that. Knew that if he would lift up her flimsy dress and expose her tender flesh between her legs it would be swollen, hot and moist for him. But he wanted to extend the sweet torture, this thunderstorm of erotic. So his hands stayed on her hips but only to let his fingers move on her softly formed mounds of her butt. A slight movement and he knew her pelvic floor would be ignited. He knew the exact moment that happened, her kiss deepened instantly and her tongue started to dance with his. Not a tender dance, no! Hot and deep.
And that suddenly she couldn’t wait, she needed his gorgeous body raw under her hands. So she opened the buttons eagerly. No time for this crap, she was impatient by now. And bit for bit she exposed the fantastic view. Then she got rid of the shirt entirely while using the chance to slide her hands along the skin she exposed.
Her breath got rough at the thought of what she would get to see and feel. Meanwhile his hands wandered down her legs to find the honey pot he imagined there it be. The flimsy fabric of her dress went up easily when he slid underneath it. She nearly cried out at the feeling of his strong and nimble hands touching the inner side of her thighs. Blissful agony. His hands slid higher and higher, finally reaching the junction of her legs.
He could feel the heat already. Slowly his one hand slid along the outer lips to get a sensation of what was going on already. And that was a lot, he could feel her inner petal already reaching out, needing his touch. He was happy to give that, slowly touching it and opening her flower, exposing the flesh to the air. His finger slid along her moist flesh to her honey pot. It was already wet as he knew it would be. She always greeted him with her flow of juices. Tenderly he let a finger slide into her, circling the entrance, slowly working his way to the first “button” to cause an explosion for her. There, yes.
Oh yes! That’s the spot . Anna was already exploding with bliss, grabbing his flesh and crying out.
He went on with his fingers, adding a thumb to massage the folds around the little bud of her clit. Her climax just went to the next one. Goodness! He needed her now! So he moved her slowly back to the wall. Pushed her up, opened his button and zipper to get his steel hard cock out. Immediately he sprung out. Anna wanted to grab it, but not now. Now he needed to feel her wet and hot folds. So he pushed her up the wall and let his steel greet her honey pot. Oh the bliss of that on his exposed head. What intensity! He needed more of her. So he pushed him in. All the way.
She cried out with pleasure and demanded more. She wanted rhythm rather than static fullness. She was very clear with that in her cry for more. Well then, that was perfect for him. Sliding out slowly he returned quickly with rigour and speed.
Anna loved it, he gave her what she needed right now. She needed the climaxes to keep coming and he was just doing the right thing. His strong hands held her up against the wall and she could simply let go and feel.
His rhythm increased, driving her higher and higher. He could hear her moan and scream. It made him crazy. He couldn’t wait much longer anymore. To see her beautiful voluptuous scarcely clad body heated up in arousal, her moaning and hard breathing, her deep lakes of glittering aroused eyes and her wet pussy, it just made him nuts.
He could hear her moaning getting louder , screaming. He knew she was close to coming and then she did. She screamed and grabbed whatever she could get of him. That was his trigger and his muscles contracted hard. His blood raced, he couldn’t hear a thing for a moment. He pumped hard into her.
And after a while he slowed down to come to a halt. He kissed her, let his tongue dance while he let her down to her feet. They rested against each other, enjoying the bliss of the aftermath of the explosions. Not done, no, but a pause for now.