Horny Ozzie Women Part 1
The flight from Fiji arrived in Sydney, Australia early
evening and I caught a cab to the hotel. After checking in,
I looked at the Harbour Bridge and Opera House from the hotel
bedroom I had finally arrived for my first time in Australia!
I had dinner in the hotel restaurant with a couple of business
contacts. At this hour the restaurant was emptying out.
An attractive woman in her mid thirties walked in with two
men who, from their appearance, I guessed were gay. She
was average height with a light summer dress which emphasized
her bare shoulders, largish breasts, rounded buttocks
and long tanned legs. She smiled as she passed our table
making positive eye contact. I felt my cock stir and start
to thicken.
A while later, over coffee, as the waitress was clearing
our table, she passed me a circular table napkin with a smile
and the comment Message for you. On the napkin, written
around the centre, were the words Who are you? and quoting
a mobile number. My colleagues & I were all intrigued
and we looked around the room. Only a couple of other tables
were occupied including that with the woman and the two
men but no-one was looking in our direction.
I was very tired it had been a long day so I didnt ring the
number until mid morning the following day. A woman answered
the phone who giggled when I explained the situation. Her
name was Jill and she had been the woman with the two gay men.
They had been celebrating her divorce and they had challenged
her to pass me her phone number. She asked if I was married
and I told her that I was with three children.
We arranged to meet that evening for drinks; she would come
to my hotel room.
I was running late and had barely got to my room when there
was a knock on the door. It was Jill; she had been sitting
just off the hotel foyer as I collected my key from reception.
She was looking sensational again, this time a short black
halter neck cocktail dress which showed off a very deep
cleavage. She was wearing very high, stylish, expensive
stiletto shoes. We shook hands as she entered and she kissed
me briefly on the mouth. I suggested that she made us from
drinks from the mini-bar whilst I showered. Afterwards
I put on the hotels kimono-style dressing gown so that
I could get some clothes from the wardrobe back in the bedroom.
Jill was seated in an armchair reading the tourist magazine,
her legs crossed in front of her, the skirt almost up to her
crotch and really displaying those fantastic long legs.
She suggested that we shared the drink before I finished
dressing. I sat in a chair opposite her, my cock totally
free beneath the kimono and thickening rapidly as I looked
at her. We talked very easily and I was aware that we were
both scrutinizing each other intently.
Finishing my drink, as I stood up to get some clothes from
the wardrobe, she also stood up and came towards me, pulling
open the kimono. I thought so! she exclaimed, with one
hand grabbing my erection and slipping the other inside
the kimono around my waist. Pumping my cock she offered
her mouth up for kissing. I instinctively thrust my tongue
fully into her mouth and she opened her lips wide. As we continued
the oral foreplay, I unclipped the halter on her dress and,
as we pulled apart, it dropped to the floor. She was now only
wearing a very brief thong and her stiletto shoes. She immediately
stepped out of the dress and, after pushing it to one side,
dropped to her knees to suck and kiss my cock. As I watched
her in the full length mirror sucking and pumping enthusiastically,
I saw her glimpse herself and then look again. Her eyes caught
mine and she briefly released my cock. So erotic, she
panted, I love watching myself having sex especially
with such a big cock! And now I can taste the precum! I suggested
that we removed her thong. She immediately got to her feet
and she had soon kicked it free. She then pulled off the kimono,
her hands finding my buttocks as my hands found her breasts
with their very swollen nipples. She groaned. I then slipped
one hand between her thighs finding her pubic area recently
totally shaved. She opened her legs fully and I slipped
two fingers gently inside. Her pussy was already dribbling!
I put both hands under her armpits and lifted her. Her arms
closed around my neck and her thighs around my waist. I transferred
my hands to beneath her buttocks, taking her weight and
my fingers finding her pussy lips. I lifted her higher,
telling her to watch the mirror. Youre not going to
Her voice tailed off as, watching the mirror, she saw my
cock start to slide inside her. She started push up and down
the shaft as it may its way inside her. Her eyes were now closed.
She had forgotten the mirror, her body powerfully orgasming,
her head turning frantically from side to side as her scream
filled the room. Now almost on the point of ejaculation
I rolled her onto the bed and really started to pump her pussy.
As she started to recover from her orgasm another took over,
her climax coinciding with my load shooting into her.
We lay there sucking, fucking and cumming for the next couple
of hours. We ordered room service and were sitting, freshly
showered, in our kimonos as it was delivered. As we ate she
decided that whilst she had enjoyed her meal the previous
evening, we had really celebrated her divorce!
We fucked, sucked and dozed through the night. I would wake
to find her dozing; immediately my cock would swell and
I would slip it inside her. As she stirred she would murmur
My favourite way of being woken up. Other times I would
stir to find her under the covers already sucking my cock.
Early next morning, after exchanging contact details,
she was gone. We wouldnt be able to meet again that evening
was she was going away for the weekend.
A short while later she remarried but still always ensures
that, whenever I am in town, we have sex at least for a few
hours.
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